The sky turned white, and the streets of the capital gradually became noisy. There was a sound of horseshoes, and passers-by gave way one after another. The carriage staggered across the bluestone road and headed towards the palace. The direction of the door went.
In the carriage,? Li Yuanmin leaned on the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.
Ni Ying on the side has a worried look on her brows. Her gaze never left him,? Thoughts,? Yesterday was fine, why did he look like this when he woke up this morning? His originally bright red lips are only faint There is also a tinge of blue under his eyes, as if he is sick. I asked Uncle Qian, and he said that he was sleepless. He boiled some calming medicine for him early in the morning.
Ni Ying couldn't help but look at his still invisible belly,? sighed almost inaudibly, and pulled the cloak of the person in front of him tighter.
She couldn't help but secretly prayed to return to Lingnan as soon as possible,? She really didn't want to stay in this ghostly place in the capital.
***
The incense candles in the dojo are lingering, the sound of wooden fish bursts, and the sound of chanting sutras is one after another, like waves after waves,
Li Yuanmin knelt there, his face pale as paper, he felt that he needed to take a breath, the hall surrounded by the obtrusive smoke was about to make him breathless, there was a dull pain in his lower abdomen, and he was afraid in his heart, He touched and comforted him secretly.
Prince Prince Li Yuan came to the dojo today when he had time to do it, and followed the master to chant scriptures devoutly.
Li Yuanmin opened his mouth and took a breath, and changed his posture slightly. He felt that the soft silk coat that was close to him was soaked in cold sweat.
He quietly reached into his cuff, took out a pill that Uncle Qian gave him, chewed it up and swallowed it. The pill was slightly cool and moistened all the way down his throat, finally relieving the discomfort in his chest a little. feeling.
I glanced at the sun outside from the corner of my eye. It was almost noon. His lips without a trace of blood moved. He was dizzy thinking that if he persisted for a while, he could rest.
But at times like this, time is always extremely long. Li Yuanmin seems to have returned to his childhood, kneeling in the corner, chewing bitterness, and counting the time bit by bit.
so sad.
He slightly supported the futon with his palms, let his knees relax a little, panted weakly, and suddenly a voice as thin as a mosquito gnat came to his ears: "Yuan Min is not feeling well?"
A round face glowing with oil moved closer to him, with concerned brows and eyes, but slightly squinted.
This person is Xian Wang Li Shengde, who is over forty years old. According to his seniority, Li Yuanmin would have to call him an uncle, but this so-called "uncle" obviously does not look like an uncle. He has found all kinds of excuses since yesterday Talk to him. Li Yuanmin saw that dirty look in his eyes too much, no matter how well he hid it, Li Yuanmin didn't know what was going on in his mind, he was very disgusted in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just shook his head: "No problem."
Li Shengde saw that although he looked sick, but there was a sense of pity for no reason. He couldn't describe her temperament, but it made him scratch his heart.
He looked into the distance from the corner of his eye, and the prince was no longer on the futon, and was getting up and heading towards the back hall. Seeing that the timing was just right, he boldly grabbed that snow-white wrist: "What are you doing so blindly?" .”
The slightly cold wrist touched it, but felt that the grip was slippery, as if it was boneless. A slight cold fragrance hit him, which aroused his heart on the spot.
The rumors are true!
The wrist in his hand suddenly broke free, Li Shengde's face was slightly stagnant, with some dissatisfaction floating, and he was about to criticize randomly, when he suddenly met a pair of cold eyes, Li Shengde gasped, his snow-white and beautiful face showed no expression, The bloodless lips were tightly pressed together, as if the ice had frozen suddenly, it was so cold to the bottom of my heart.
Li Shengde swallowed in shock, his heart jumped heavily, how could this cowardly son of a concubine seem to be a different person.
He looked at him in surprise, before he could force his face to yell at him, the person in front of him shook his body and fell to the ground.
***
Ronghua Palace.
The gold charcoal in the beast head copper furnace makes a slight sound, and the incense burner floats white smoke, which is warm and pleasant. Although the huge palace is not overly luxurious, it is full of elegance everywhere. It can be seen that the palace Good taste of the Lord.
Empress Sima supported her forehead, leaned on the bed with half-closed eyes, and a person knelt down, taking her pulse carefully.
He Yunyi finally withdrew his hand, with a warm smile on his face: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about your body."
The maid at the side was overjoyed, but soon froze. She peeped at the queen's expression, licked her lips quietly, and asked softly for her master: "How come the empress hasn't..."
She has a thin face and stopped here.
He Yunyi is so perceptive, he immediately understood the second half of her sentence, and after deliberating in his heart, he finally replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this is... amenorrhea."
The maid's complexion turned pale, and she hurriedly looked at Empress Sima. The queen seemed to have never heard of it. The maid didn't know what to do. She just hung her head in panic.
He Yunyi even held his eyebrows and held his breath.
After a long while, Empress Sima opened her eyes, and she twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile: "The beauty-enhancing prescription prescribed by Imperial Physician He last time is very good for me, why don't I prescribe more."
He Yunyi hurriedly responded, and lightly packed the medicine box.
A waiter came in hurriedly from outside, he bowed his head: "Ma'am, someone in the dojo has fainted."
He Yunyi's hand paused for a moment, then moved again.
The queen rubbed her forehead in dismay: "Go find an imperial physician."
The prince wanted to show his filial piety, and he set up such a large-scale dojo to grind people. There are many old people among the vassal kings. In the past two days, two old people have collapsed, so the queen is not surprised at all. He waved his hand and made people retreat.
Too much waiting, busy down.
He Yunyi tidied up properly, and bowed his head with the same expression: "Your Majesty, I have resigned."
"Go."
He Yunyi withdrew.
The queen sat up, and the maid poured her the fragrant tea.
The queen took it and took a sip. Her gaze stayed on the carved bronze mirror opposite. The person in the mirror had a clean and beautiful face. It seemed that she must not be more than forty years old. The corners of her lips twitched , stroking her temples with her fingers, but her eye sockets suddenly widened, and she sat up with a snap.
"Shimo, bring a mirror!"
Seeing her anxious expression, the palace maid hurriedly handed her a hand mirror: "Your Majesty..."
The queen snatched it away and took a closer look. After a long while, with a little force on her fingertips, she pulled out a white hair from the black hair.
Her fingers trembled slightly, as if hearing about amenorrhea just now made her unacceptable.
As long as the first hair appears, there will be a second hair, and a third hair... Soon the black hair will turn into white hair, and no matter how beautiful the face is, it will not be able to withstand such baptism. The most beautiful daughter of the Sima family has never waited to appreciate her people, and thus began to wither.
She, Sima E, is the queen of a country. She seems to have got everything, but she got nothing. First, He Guiren, then Wang Chaoluan, and the girl Ji from the Western Regions... She got rid of them one by one, but in the end , she still didn't get anything, the queen's gentle eyes gradually showed resentment, she seemed to hate her so much that she was holding on to that white hair tightly.
The palace maid had never seen her like this before, she was terrified, and knelt down with a plop: "Your Majesty..."
The queen slowly closed her eyes, and her face fell into a kind of dead silence. In my mind, a deep voice rang in my ears: "A'e, he will never pity you all his life, why do you pity him!"
After a long time, she smiled lightly and said, "Shimo, you go tell your brother and let him act according to the plan."
The maid hurriedly wiped her tears, agreed, and hurried out.
The wind blew past the spring plums in the corner, and rotten petals fell all over the ground. The queen's eyes gradually retracted from the dark red, and a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth.
***
He Yunyi walked out of Ronghua Palace without haste. When he turned a corner, his expression changed, and his feet suddenly became stronger—although it was absurd, he felt a strange uneasiness in his heart. He only felt that something was going to happen.
Fasten the medical kit and head towards the Temple of Heaven.
Before reaching the front hall, I saw an imperial doctor rushing in.
When he saw He Yunyi, he hurriedly stopped, and bowed to him together: "Your Excellency."
He Yunyi tried his best to calm down his heavy breathing from running, and threw the medical kit to him, "I'll go too."
When He Yunyi entered the dojo, there was still the sound of peaceful chanting. He glanced around and landed on a corner of the main hall, surrounded by several people. He saw the pale and unconscious man in the middle. At the same time, they also saw the tricks of the royal family and nobles who seemed to care but were actually frivolous.
He Yunyi's heart skipped a beat, and he almost roared angrily.
He immediately stepped forward, fished out the man from King Xian's arms, and at the same time pulled his hand out from the palm of another middle-aged county king. He was filled with overwhelming anger, but he tried his best to keep calm : "My lords, please give me an open space."
Everyone glanced at each other, and then retreated embarrassingly.
He Yunyi swallowed heavily in his throat, took a few breaths, and then put his finger on his pulse.
Suddenly, his hands trembled, and he almost cried out. He didn't know how much concentration he had to maintain the calmness of his face. He gritted his teeth, took the pulse again, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.
how so
At that moment, many pictures suddenly rushed into his mind.
The man smiled like a spring flower, and hid his hands tightly under the table, refusing to let him feel his pulse. He frowned and refused childishly: "I'm afraid you will let me take medicine..."
He also laughed, laughing at his childishness, so... so it is.
It was cold in early spring, but there was a fine layer of sweat on He Yunyi's forehead.
There was a commotion outside, and with the sound of kneeling on the ground, Prince Li Yuanqian finally came in from outside. He looked around for a week, and his face gradually became gloomy.
"what happened?"
Immediately someone actively greeted him and briefly explained the ins and outs.
The prince was even more displeased. Shen Bu walked up to He Yunyi and glanced at the unconscious man on the ground: "What's wrong with him?"
He Yunyi came back to his senses, carefully let go of his hand, knelt on the ground and clasped his hands together: "His Royal Highness, King Guang'an... is weak, and his blood is not smooth.
There was a buzzing sound in his ears, the prince turned his head angrily, and the voice fell silent instantly. Then he turned around and walked around. After all, in consideration of face, he pointed to the people on the ground , Hei sullenly ordered his entourage: "Send this useless back."
He Yunyi's heart relaxed, and a layer of sweat was soaked on his back.
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