It only takes two days for the Maxima to run from the west of Beijing to the palace in Hebei.
But for two days like this, you have to eat on horseback, you can't sleep, you can run around day and night, and you can't rest.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't take it anymore.
But he was ready to deal with all the difficulties and obstacles on the road, and said with Xue Yuan, "Don't worry about me."
Xue Yuan nodded and said, "I see."
When passing by the inn, Xue Yuan brought water and jerky with him, bought a thick quilt, and placed Gu Yuanbai on top of the horse.
Because there are no guards, time is also very tight. Xue Yuan took a little-known shortcut for safety. He shuttled through the official road like a circle, carrying possible traces and crises.
At night, the cold moon hangs high.
Xue Yuan tightened his arms around Gu Yuanbai, and Gu Yuanbai fell asleep with the thick blanket resting on Xue Yuan's chest, frowning uneasy.
At this time, Xue Yuan would briefly loosen the reins of Hongyun, quickly tidy up the cape that Gu Yuanbai was covering, then lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms between the eyebrows with his rough and dry lips. Whisper: "Sleep well."
Even if Hongyun is a thousand miles of horses that are hard to buy, they still need to eat grass, drink water, and rest. Xue Yuan left these things at night. After Gu Yuanbai fell asleep, he took Gu Yuanbai in his arms and dismounted, and led Hongyun to let him have a good meal and sleep for a while. Sleep.
Gu Yuanbai slept uneasy, and occasionally struggled to wake up from a nightmare, Xue Yuan turned his head and kissed him tightly, and said in a low voice, "It's alright, it's alright."
In this kind of comfort, Gu Yuanbai survived the drowsy nights.
Hongyun rested well at night, and then embarked on the journey to the palace in good spirits during the day. Gu Yuanbai pursed his lips, he was well taken care of, but Xue Yuan was very tired, "You lean on me to rest for a while."
Xue Yuan smiled, leaned between his neck and took a deep breath, "Don't move, let me smell it."
This is the rest.
The cold wind or the dust, the horses flew by, Xue Yuan slowed down the trip to three days, and on the morning of the third day, the galloping horse galloped to the summer palace.
The guards of the palace were taken aback by the sudden visit of the saint.
Gu Yuanbai wrapped himself in the dust all the way, and rushed to the residence of Concubine Wan with the help of Xue Yuan. The palace people encountered along the way were either shocked or full of grief.
When he finally arrived at the door of Concubine Wan, the clan children who were sent by him to accompany Concubine Wan were gathered outside the door. I don't know which child saw him first and shouted in surprise, "Uncle Huang is here!"
Gu Yuanbai's heart sank.
He suddenly couldn't walk, and when he looked into the door from here, there was only a deep darkness. These darknesses seem to have entities, they are as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold, and they exude a sense of grief. Gu Yuanbai pinched his palm and told himself, you have to go.
He pushed himself through the door.
In the dimly lit room, there were few people. There was a person lying on the bed in the bedroom, sitting on the side of the bed with the princess, wiping tears.
The person in the quilt stretched out a still warm hand, but his breath was too severe to catch up, "Yuan, Bai."
Gu Yuanbai's eyes instantly turned red, he stepped forward and held Concubine Wan's hand, "Concubine Mother, my son is here."
"My son," Concubine Wan had already been changed into a beautiful and complicated dress by the palace servants. The clothes were layered on top of each other, and the embroidered pictures were as delicate as they were alive. The gentle eyes of Concubine Wan seemed to be somewhat revived, "Why didn't you listen to Concubine Wan, how long and how long did you come here?"
Gu Yuanbai opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He coughed hard, and finally he was able to speak, "Many days."
Concubine Wan looked at him angrily, and rubbed her fingers on the back of Gu Yuanbai's hand slowly, "Concubine Mother is leaving, I can't tell you any more, Yuan Bai, you must remember what Concubine Mu said..."
It took a long time for her to say the last sentence, and someone in the room was sobbing. However, Gu Yuanbai felt his eyes were dry. He only looked at the whitish hairs on the temples of Concubine Wan, and the wrinkles around her eyes that were smiling.
Concubine Wan is still very young, but her skin exudes a heavy twilight from the inside out. Such twilight energy is visible to the naked eye, and only four words are written - the oil is exhausted and the lamp is gone.
"When the concubine arrives in Huangquan, she will be able to talk to the late emperor and sister." Concubine Wan's eyes were red, tears ran down the side of her face, and the drops were sucked up by the soft pillow, "We Yuanbai are a good emperor and a good son. ."
Gu Yuanbai clenched her hand, gritted his teeth and suppressed the cry in his throat.
After Concubine Wan said these words, she was a little tired. She turned to look at Gu Yuanbai, raised her hand laboriously, and wiped the dust off Gu Yuanbai's face, "You are not allowed to come on the day when Concubine Mother was buried. ."
Gu Yuanbai spit out a word: "No."
Concubine Wan wanted to talk about him, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them. She stopped talking, with a look of memory in her eyes. Mother and son held hands tightly. After an unknown amount of time, Concubine Wan's hand suddenly lost strength.
Gu Yuanbai pressed her hand and blinked very slowly, "Mother concubine."
Concubine Wan did not make a sound.
Gu Yuanbai opened his mouth, inhaling and exhaling in big mouthfuls, his breathing trembling. He raised his head from Taifei Wan's hand, and saw Taifei Wan's eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.
With a trembling in her hand, Concubine Wan's hand slipped away from Gu Yuanbai's fingers and thumped heavily on the mattress.
Concubine Wan passed away.
Gu Yuanbai only felt that his breathing was about to stop. The cry in my ears suddenly sounded, and it seemed as far away as thousands of miles away. It seemed that someone came forward to persuade him, "Sir, let it go."
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His heart suddenly ached, Gu Yuanbai covered his chest with sweat profusely, and the surrounding shouts were suddenly loud and deafeningly penetrated into Gu Yuanbai's ears. Gu Yuanbai felt uncomfortable, breathing heavily, and his eyes darkened.
Xue Yuan said, "Your Highness!"
Gu Yuanbai's last glance was his twisted and ferocious nervous expression, and after that, darkness struck.
*
The saint fainted.
The imperial doctors in the entire palace gathered in the hall one by one, and everyone's nerves were tense. Xue Yuan stood at the end of the bed and looked at the people on the bed with blood red eyes.
The guards chasing after the saint finally arrived at the palace, and they rushed in in a hurry, and a large number of people filled the entire palace, making it difficult to even breathe.
They rode good horses, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of a thousand miles of horses, and they walked on official roads. Even if they were more tired than Xue Yuan, they were still two hours late. Within these two hours, the sage was dizzy. fell.
When the captain of the guard saw Xue Yuan, he wanted to rush up to raise his fist, but before his fist was raised, he was defeated again.
Is it wrong for Xue Yuan to bring Sheng up to see Concubine Wan for the last time
If I didn't come to see Concubine Wan for the last time, if I heard the news that Concubine Wan had passed away with regret, wouldn't this be the case with the sage
It would be so, and even worse than that.
The guard's long nasal voice was heavy, "Master Xue, how many hours has the Holy Master fainted?"
Xue Yuan seemed to have no soul. After a long time, he recovered from the dull pain in his heart, and said hoarsely, "An hour and a half."
The head guard asked again, "Did the imperial doctor say anything?"
Xue Yuan didn't answer, but the head guard looked up and saw that Mr. Xue's eyes were red, staring at the saint without blinking.
*
The imperial doctors originally thought that the saint would only be in a coma for one day at most, but they did not expect that the saint did not open his eyes until two days later.
The imperial doctor was completely flustered, and the palace was not suitable for treating the Sage. The imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital stayed up day and night, wondering why the Sage was unconscious. Tian Fusheng and the Supervision Office discussed with the confidants and ministers of the saint, and suppressed the situation of the saint's unconsciousness, and only dealt with the officials on the grounds of the saint's recuperation.
The former dynasty and the inner court were also temporarily stable as usual.
and the Prince's Palace.
Mr. Wang received the news, very happy! When he sent someone to assassinate Gu Lian, he didn't expect Xue Yuan to take Gu Yuanbai to another path in order to take a shortcut. Maxima galloping, and Mr. Wang's people just missed. I wanted to hide again when I returned, but the black armored forbidden army came.
Although the assassination of Gu Lian was unsuccessful, there was an unexpected gain. Gu Lian is now unconscious. Isn't this a great opportunity
The chess piece next to Concubine Wan is the largest piece in Mr. Wang's hands. It really didn't cost a lot of effort, and it finally worked.
Mr. Wang took immediate action and must not waste this opportunity.
Within a few days, the people spread the news that Sheng Shang was critically ill and was dying.
The rumors intensified and became more and more clamorous. The governor of Jingzhao responded in a timely manner and strengthened the patrols of soldiers. Once such false rumors were discovered, they were immediately caught and thrown into prison.
But the facts are in front of us. Baiguan has not seen the emperor for several days. What kind of disease is the emperor recovering from? Why can I only see the political affairs minister, the privy envoy, and a few ministers, but not the others
The ambiguity in the words of the palace attendant in front of the palace hall, the anxiety and haggard on Tian Zongguan's face gradually deepened. Panic is still rising, among the officials and the common people, they all want to know how the saint is doing now.
The saint is still in a coma.
Been in a coma for ten days.
Why do people fall into such a long coma
The imperial physicians at the Tai Hospital were at a loss. They tried various methods, but they were still at a loss.
Each day was more anxious and restless than the day before. The restless officials also gathered in front of the Xuanzheng Hall, shouting "Long live" and asking the Holy Master to see them.
Everyone in the hall looked dignified and looked at each other.
It can no longer be suppressed.
How could it be that only the officials and the people of the capital were in a state of anxiety? These confidant ministers centered on the saint, the supervisory office, the Dongling Guards, the palace maids and eunuchs, all of them were so anxious that they felt that the storm was about to come.
They were also uneasy, they were even more anxious, so anxious that they waited in front of the temple every day for the saint to wake up. Lord, wake up quickly, if you don't wake up this mountain, we can't bear it anymore.
On the same day, the political affairs minister and the privy envoy came forward and blocked the meeting of the officials. But on the second day, the third day... Finally, the news that the saint was unconscious was finally announced reluctantly.
The court was in an uproar.
On this day, Mr. Wang was well-dressed, deliberately tidying up his cuffs and clothes several times, and walked slowly into the room with the Prince.
He and the prince are sitting behind the table, with a book that has never been passively spread out on the desk. His face was haggard and drowsy, and his eyes were dull.
"My lord," Mr. Wang bowed and said bluntly, "The Holy Sage is seriously ill, and now he is dying."
The Prince He stood up suddenly, and suddenly came back to his senses. He stared at Mr. Wang, "What did you say?!"
Mr. Wang used the Western Xia messenger to test Prince He. Although Prince He was irritable and irritable, he was very clear about important matters. He would never cooperate with Mr. Wang, a foreigner, to seek the throne of Daheng, so Mr. Wang never planned to do useless work.
He just said worriedly: "The Sage has been in a coma for several days, and the imperial doctor in the palace has nothing to do. I thought to myself, if the cure cannot be cured, it is witchcraft. If someone uses witchcraft to make the Sage sleep forever. If you don’t wake up, how can this be cured by the imperial doctor?”
He and the prince ran out from behind the desk in a panic, holding Mr. Wang's hand tightly, "Sir, is there a way?"
"I met a friend who was proficient in witchcraft when I was traveling around the world. This friend should be in the capital at this time," Mr. Wang sighed, "It's just the prince, I'll be detained in the mansion, even if it's me Friends are willing to help, and we can't get to the Holy One."
He was breathing heavily, and he gritted his teeth, "I'll find a way."