Qin Tianjian, Qi Tiantai. The night wind is blowing on the high platform, and the floating clouds are like fog, lingering and lingering. When you step on the platform and look around, you can only see the empty night around you, and the starry sky is faint and far-reaching when you look up.
Mo Buping stood on a high platform in a gray cloth robe, looking up at the sky, the wind made his hair, beard and sleeves wobble, but his serious expression could not be blown through.
Ziwei Star Palace lives far away in the sky, and the emperor star is lonely and far away, hidden behind the wind and fog, almost invisible. There is a fierce star in the west, approaching the Purple Palace, and there is a star in the east, like a Sirius, shining brightly, with a hidden murderous look.
The astrology is very fierce, everyone is furrowed with white eyebrows, and he is meditating with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, his eyes brightened, and he almost thought it was an illusion. Suddenly, a strange light flourished in Ziwei Palace, and the clear light pierced through the clouds and fog, covering the sky in an instant, and the night sky turned into a vast tranquility again.
Mo Buping was shocked suddenly, and then looked at Ziwei Palace, the stars were clear and shining quietly in the sky, their brilliance was awe-inspiring. "Double Star Town Palace!" He couldn't help saying: "The sky is moving in the purple, and the strange appearance of the ages can be seen today!"
At this time, a figure rushed up to Qi Tiantai, and a subordinate of Mingyilou stepped forward and knelt down: "Phoenix Master urgently calls, please enter the palace immediately with the sword guard."
It was the end of the Yin Dynasty, and the nine gates of the Dazheng Palace had already been locked up. Mo Buping, together with Xie Jing and Ming Ze, quietly entered the palace through the upper heavy gate, without stopping, and quickly left for the middle palace.
There was nothing to see in the palace city, but several imperial guards had already been secretly added to the guards. In the dark night, there was a hidden aura of war. At this time, the guards outside Hanguang Palace and the maids in the inner palace are only direct subordinates of Mingyilou, and all the imperial guards and inner servants in the palace are not allowed to enter, and no one stops them along the way. When entering the inner palace, Ming Zhi has been waiting for a long time.
There seemed to be no one in the hall, except for a sapphire phoenix lamp hanging high on the side, and the heavy gold-patterned curtain cast a dull shadow. In the dark place, Mo BuPeng saw a figure standing quietly behind the hanging curtain, with clear and flowing black hair lining his thin shoulders like splashes of ink, a slender body under the white clothes, standing gracefully, with a straight back.
"This subordinate has seen Phoenix Lord!"
When Qing Chen turned his head, Mo Buping saw a pair of sharp eyes through the hanging curtain, and the shimmering light pierced through the darkness, shining directly into people's hearts.
"The emperor is ill." Qing Chen said, his voice was as dark as a ray of night wind under the shadow of the lamp, hoarse and cool.
Don't calm down, if the Emperor is ill and urgently summons Mingyilou, then the illness is obviously serious, so he immediately asked: "How is the Emperor now?"
How's it going? Qing Chen raised his hand lightly, there was still blood on the sleeves, it was his blood, looking under the lamp, some dark red splashes dripped on the white clothes, it looked hideous.
After the banquet and returning to the palace, he coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as he stepped into the bedroom. In the past few months, he had been relying on the medicine properties of Yulingzhi to subdue the old injury. On his daughter's celebration banquet, he has always supported himself strongly. However, this is not the most frightening thing. What is frightening is the toxicity of the drug, which lurks deeply, waiting for an opportunity, and does not know when it will be fatal.
It is still stable now, the pain has been relieved with other medicines, and people have fallen asleep peacefully, but everything is only temporary, just like the sea before a storm, in the quietness of the dead zone, there are undercurrents surging, and storms and waves of destruction will be set off at any time.
Qing Chen stepped out of the hanging curtain, and said slowly: "It's fine right now, the toxicity hasn't occurred yet, but it's hard to say once it occurs."
"Poison?" Mo Buping asked in surprise, "Where did the poison come from, could it be that even Phoenix Lord can't cure it?"
"Whether the poison can be cured depends on whether the emperor can endure it. As long as he can endure it, everything is easy to talk about."
The event was so serious that Mo Buping didn't care about hiding it anymore, and asked boldly: "What if you can't make it through?"
"If you can't hold on, you will be lost forever." Qing Chen's voice was calm, without a trace of waves, but the place he passed was frozen and snowy, and the area around his phoenix eyes gave a slight signal to Ming Zhi: "Go and bring Huang Wenshang. "
After a while, Huang Wenshang was brought here. When he entered the palace at dusk, he was imprisoned. He was locked up alone in a quiet room that could not see the sun. In the middle of the night, he was summoned suddenly. .
"Where did the medicine you give the emperor come from? Who told you to do this?" The extremely cold question came to his ears, and there was a piercing feeling of ice blades. Huang Wenshang could vaguely hear the voice of the queen, but It was extremely impractical, and he didn't dare to lift his head, but said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty... the emperor used the jade spirit grease that Nanzhao paid tribute to."
"I'm asking about A Furong, not Nanzhao's Yulingzhi."
In a word, like snow pouring down on the head, the last sliver of luck was completely shattered, Huang Wenshang knew the truth, sweated like rain, "Chen... Chen... no..." Panicked, he couldn't say a word.
"Make him look up."
Following these words, Huang Wenshang felt a sudden strain on the back of his neck, and had no choice but to raise his head to face the person in front of him. In the shadows, I saw the queen looking down at me, her formerly beautiful face was extremely cold, the lights were dim, and there was a faint layer of evil spirit on the jade-like face, and the piercing gaze pierced my eyes .
"I don't have the patience to talk to you. Don't say that you don't know the properties of the medicine, and don't say nonsense that no one ordered. If you tell the truth, maybe you can leave a whole body."
Huang Wenshang shook like chaff, raised his head but didn't dare to look at those eyes, his eyes were closed tightly: "I really don't know!"
The Queen's lips sneered like silk, her teeth parted slightly, and she said: "Ming Ze, help him think about it."
The hand behind Huang Wenshang's neck tightened suddenly when he finished speaking, and a scorching hot feeling suddenly spread into the body from the meridian, and instantly turned into thousands of knives made of raging flames. Blood. His whole body was in unbearable pain, and he opened his mouth to shout, but his jaw was clamped, and he could only utter a low, hoarse voice intermittently. During the struggle, his face was flushed like blood, his eyes were protruding, and he was in extreme pain.
The queen was standing one step away from him, her skirts falling like snow, looking at his distorted face expressionless, she saw the indifference, the bottomless coldness in her eyes collided with the raging fire, it could almost destroy the world.
It was only half a breath, Ming Ze let go of his hand, Huang Wenshang slumped on the ground like mud, his body was still trembling.
"Who instigated it?" The question rang out again, Huang Wenshang was exhausted and could barely speak, Ming dragged him up from the ground, slapped a few acupoints with his backhand, and said in a low voice, "Talk back."
Huang Wenshang was trembling, and after a lot of effort, he finally said a few words: "Zhan... King Zhan."
The night was fading, and the sky was about to dawn. Qing Chen stood alone on the side of the bedroom, with the bright yellow gauze tent hanging quietly behind him, and the people in the tent were still asleep.
The remnant candle flickered, casting a slender shadow on the painting screen of flowing clouds, quietly condensed, motionless for a long time.
The sky outside the feather screen window was gradually turning white, but the lamps and shadows were still flickering everywhere in the bedroom, as if the morning light could not penetrate the deep darkness, nor the coldness in my heart.
"Ma'am, morning time is almost here." Through the screen, Yan Xi reminded in a low voice. Qing Chen closed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to be able to imagine that at this time, on the road leading to the palace city, all the civil and military officials of Tiandu entered the palace one by one from all directions, passed Fengtian gate and arrived at Taiji hall, three hundred and sixty-five days a year , The early court discussions were rain or shine.
Shura Yunshang slowly dragged the ground, Yan Xi saw the queen coming out of the inner room, tiredness was faintly visible in the delicate brows, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "The decree was delivered today to avoid the imperial court, and he said that the emperor's dragon is not in good health."
"Yes." Yan Xi replied with lowered eyes, it seemed that the emperor's bleeding face was still visible in front of his eyes. After following the emperor for so many years, his heart has never been so up and down like this time, and he seems to have nowhere to go. Previously, the attack of the old injury was just a slight dull pain. As long as the medicine was used, it would soon subside, but last night, he coughed up a big mouthful of blood. If the Queen hadn't used the proper injection and medicine, he might not be able to suppress it at all. But it was poison, a poison that even the queen was not sure about. If something happened to the emperor... Yan Xi shuddered all over. , the phoenix eyes turned lightly, the calmness made people feel at ease for no reason.
"Yan Xi." There was a muffled cough from inside the tent, it was the voice of the emperor, Yan Xi hurriedly raised his head, and the queen had already turned into the screen quickly.
With the curtains half-opened, Ye Tianling woke up at some point, got up and sat in front of the couch, under the lamp, the silk silk single clothes were like snow, but his face was not as pale as him. Qing Chen hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said softly, "Fourth Brother."
Ye Tianling smiled slowly at her, and turned to Yan Xi: "Take the court clothes."
"emperor!"
"No!" Qing Chen was about to get up, but Ye Tianling grabbed his wrists suddenly, his fingers were thin and thin due to illness, but his strength was irresistible, "Go." He looked up at Yan Xi.
Yan Xi didn't dare to disobey, so he bowed down to accept the order and retreated. Ye Tianling took Qing Chen's hand away slowly, and only said a few words: "The war in the East China Sea is tight."
War in the East China Sea. A strange blush appeared between Qing Chen's clenched lips, meeting his dark eyes.
The navy of the Celestial Dynasty gathered a large number of troops, and the decisive battle with the Japanese pirates was imminent. Every move of the center could affect the situation of the battle. At least, the Eastern Expedition fell short, and at worst, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were buried in the sea. The people of the East China Sea, civil servants and military generals, and everyone in the world are waiting for the emperor's decision. If there is chaos in the sky at this time, the consequences will be disastrous.
How could Qing Chen not know this truth, and finally nodded under his gaze, "I'll take the medicine."
Ye Tianling let her go, Qing Chen turned back and took the medicine, his demeanor was calm, without any panic. With a heart cut like a knife and a smile on her face, everyone can be panicked and helpless, but she can't, she must be as calm as him. At this moment, only she can support his sickness, the war situation in the East China Sea, and even the whole world.
"Although this medicine doesn't have miraculous effects immediately, it can relieve the pain." She only spoke softly, which made him feel at ease.
The jade cup was brought to his lips, but Ye Tianling turned his head suddenly, coughing uncontrollably, his sleeves fell down, scarlet was seen again, his chest was in severe pain, and his hairline was covered with cold sweat.
Qing Chen hurriedly wiped it with a scarf in his hand, and asked in a hoarse voice: "The medicine, really can't be used anymore?"
Terrified in her heart, she shook her head resolutely: "No, if you continue to use it, you will never be able to get rid of it, and life must be worse than death."
Pausing for a moment, Ye Tianling gradually regained his strength, stretched out his hand to take Yuzhan, raised his head and drank the medicine in one gulp, with a thin smile: "I see."