When the Overwatch Council staged scenes of betrayal, submission, and verge of collapse, the entire capital was shrouded in a strange and depressing atmosphere. Naturally, it is impossible for today's small court meeting to be held again. Although the government offices of various ministries and monasteries are open as usual, the shocking news from the palace has already made the officials of the Qing Kingdom tremble physically and mentally. No one has any thoughts on government affairs, and no one dares to whisper in the yamen. Occasionally, some officials with excellent personal relationships will pass on the news they have learned to each other in secluded places.
His Majesty was assassinated! The heinous traitor is Mr. Chen! Everyone was shocked and unbelievable by this news, but the facts were right in front of them. In addition to being absurdly shocked, these civil servants all turned their attention to the Overwatch Council, and they were faintly worried. Can the imperial court control that courtyard.
Fortunately, news of stabilizing people's hearts keeps coming, at least for now, these officials don't seem to have to worry too much. And after the big incident broke out in the morning, all ministers, princes from all walks of life, and several elders in Zhongshu under the door rushed to the palace immediately. After a while, these adults withdrew from the palace again and began to deal with the affairs of the court again, leaving only scholar Hu Dashi guarding the palace.
Now the most important event in the court of the Qing Dynasty is naturally the trial of Chen Pingping's treason case. All the yamen have mobilized. This is the first time that the civil service system has independently reviewed such an important case outside the eyes of the Overwatch Council. I don't know. How do these various ministries feel? In addition to being sad and shocked, do you also feel a lot lighter? However, His Majesty's will is so clear and urgent that the so-called trial is just a formality.
In less than two hours, the government departments of the Qing Dynasty, headed by Dali Temple, drafted a statement about Chen Pingping's serious crimes and sent it to the palace. However, these statements were immediately sent back. Stop, His Majesty the Emperor, who is still seriously injured, is extremely dissatisfied with the crimes proposed by these civil servants.
His Majesty the Emperor would not let Chen Pingping die easily and freely. Since Chen Pingping thought that she was questioning and taking revenge from a glorious and just standpoint, the Emperor would ruin Chen Pingping's reputation and die with endless humiliation.
It is not difficult to incriminate the crimes, but it is not difficult to set them on Chen Pingping, but these officials of the imperial court fell into a panic, but His Majesty strictly ordered this, and no one dared to have any opinions. Trembling, he put all kinds of crimes against the old cripple that had appeared in the history books.
When the thirteen major crimes were finally sorted out and Chen Pingping finally became the most heinous and heinous treacherous official in history, there was finally a voice of approval from the palace. It was obvious that Chen Pingping could no longer escape Ling Chi's crime.
All the actions seemed extremely fast, and all the officials of the imperial court couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. If it was really a major treason case, once it was investigated according to the usual practice, it would probably take several years to investigate. If Chang was the main culprit, he would not have been executed so easily, and the number of officials involved in this major treason case was probably counted in the thousands.
However, the injured emperor seemed to bet his anger on Chen Pingping alone, and did not want to involve this matter too widely.
Finally, an official guessed what His Majesty was thinking, and couldn't help but feel a chill immediately. His Majesty hated Chen Pingping to the extreme, so he must declare the canonical punishment and kill Chen Pingping in front of thousands of people. The reason why His Majesty forced the entire court The reason for speeding up the process of this matter is... Chen Pingping is not only Chen Pingping, he represents the Overwatch Council, and the new dean of the Overwatch Council, the powerful Mr. Fan, is rushing from Dongyi City. On the way back to Kyoto.
If it was an ordinary courtier, His Majesty the Emperor would not have cared about it at all, and would have waited indifferently and cruelly for him to come back, and then let Chen Pingping die in front of him, thus touching the bloody heart of the other party again. However, Fan Xian was not an ordinary courtier. He had too much power and power, even to the point where His Majesty the Emperor had to consider the future of the Qing Kingdom, and most importantly...he was His Majesty's own son.
The unknown killing of Chen Pingping cannot vent the pent-up resentment in His Majesty's heart, but His Majesty must finish this matter before Fan Xian returns to the capital, so as to make these matters an irreversible fact.
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The entire imperial court was extremely busy because of the shocking assassination case in the imperial study room in the early hours of the morning. But in the southern part of the capital, the Fan Mansion, which had stone lions at the gate and looked at the world coldly and disdainfully, fell into a strange silence.
It was just past noon at this time, and the news of His Majesty's assassination in the palace had just spread outside the palace. Chen Pingping had not yet been sent to the prison of the Overwatch Council, but an eunuch who declared the decree, accompanied by the guards in the palace and soldiers of the imperial army, had entered directly. The central gate of Fan Mansion.
There was no incense table, no ceremony to receive the decree, and the faces of all the members of the Fan residence who were having lunch in the small flower hall suddenly turned pale when they heard the eunuch's words. As the hostess, Lin Wan'er stood up slowly, stared at the eunuch and said word by word: "Say it again?"
The eunuch knew clearly that His Majesty the Emperor was waiting in the palace to heal his wounds, but he didn't dare to get angry when Princess Chen's cold question asked, and repeated it in a hasty voice.
A look of horror flashed in Lin Wan'er's eyes, and she subconsciously glanced back at her sister-in-law beside her. Fan Ruoruo's face was also a little pale, and anyone who heard the news would surely show the same look, especially the women in the Fan Mansion, whether it was His Majesty the Emperor or Chen Pingping, whose life and death is unknown at the moment, had a very close relationship with the Fan Mansion. It's too deep and too tight, and it can't be torn apart.
Especially Lin Wan'er knew how her husband, Fan Xian, who was not in the capital at this time, had feelings for Chen Pingping, but His Majesty the Emperor was Fan Xian's biological father and his own uncle after all.
Fan Ruoruo put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, looked at his sister-in-law, bit her lower lip lightly, said nothing, her fingers trembled slightly.
Lin Wan'er's big eyes gradually calmed down, she lowered her head slightly, and asked, "Is Your Majesty in danger?"
The eunuch didn't know the inside story, and he couldn't even enter the palace where His Majesty stayed, so he couldn't explain why. Their trip was only ordered by Ye Shuai, following the advice of the doctor of the Imperial Hospital, to invite... or to escort Miss Fan's family into the palace to treat His Majesty the Emperor. shook his head.
Lin Wan'er glanced at Fan Ruoruo, Fan Ruoruo lowered her head slightly, stood up without thinking, and said calmly, "I'm going to the palace."
After saying this, Fan Ruoruo left the dining table, and followed the eunuch and the sergeants out of Fan's mansion. Her medical box was still in the Danbo Medical Center on Dongchuan Lupin, and she had to make a detour there.
Seeing the figure of my sister-in-law disappearing at the gate of the mansion, Lin Wan'er's eyes resurfaced with deep worry and uneasiness. She said to the daughter-in-law of Master Fuji who was standing by the side: "Send a few clever people to wait outside the palace. , If you have any news, report back quickly."
"Yes." The daughter-in-law of Master Fuji also knew that things were going to happen today, so she responded with a solemn expression on her face, and was about to turn around to make arrangements, and then listened to the second sentence from the mistress, "Let Fujiko Kyo came over and told him something."
The expression on Lin Wan'er's face was very serious. Apart from being slightly nervous, she was more worried. She was deeply in the Fan Mansion, and she had no idea what was going on outside, let alone what happened in the palace today. Things, why the old dean Chen suddenly returned to the capital, what happened between the emperor's uncle and the old dean Chen in the imperial study.
But from the conspiracy in the capital three years ago, she knew that His Majesty the cruel Emperor would not give Mr. Chen any chance to survive, but she knew even better that if Fan Xian was in the capital at this time, he would definitely not Watching this scene happen.
Precisely because she knew Fan Xian's attitude, she also knew that the Fan Mansion's position in this matter was very dangerous, and if she was not careful, she might end up in doom.
She glanced at Sisi beside her, and ordered softly: "Tengzi Jing will arrive later, I will let them arrange for you to leave the capital first, you will hold Shuning and Liangzi in your arms, and hide in the farm outside Beijing for a while. "
Sisi was not surprised by this arrangement. After all, she was one of the four maids trained by Fan Xian. Although she had been handling family affairs with the young mistress in the mansion all these years, she did not abandon those sensitivities. Sisi was no stranger, especially when she went out of Beijing to escape. When she was pregnant with Fan Xian's first child, when the rebellion in Kyoto was tense, master Fan Jian arranged for her to hide in Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan? Sisi looked at the young mistress, and suddenly said: "Master Chen is very kind to the young master."
Lin Wan'er sighed, nodded lightly and said: "But such a big thing happened, who can turn it around? Don't talk about it first, go and clean it up, and leave the house immediately after a while."
"At this time, the city gate should have been closed, and the capital will be banned soon. If Teng Zijing is taking it with him, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out." Sisi reminded that Fan Xian's monogamous and concubine took care of it for him in these years. Taking care of family affairs and the affairs of the Jiangnan Hangzhou Association, the two women, one master and the other, cooperated very well, and the tacit understanding became deeper and deeper. Lin Wan'er was the one who made up his mind, and Sisi was the one who picked up the leftovers and filled in the gaps. figure.
Lin Wan'er handed her own son to Sisi to carry her out together, she naturally trusted her very much, she frowned slightly, and said, "So we have to rush for time."
Just as they were talking, an Overwatch Council spy wearing a black official uniform appeared outside the flower hall. Lin Wan'er had previously secretly notified the members of the Qi Nian team who had been protecting her all along, so she was not surprised to see him appear, and walked away Going to the edge of the flower hall, looked at him and asked anxiously: "You have heard everything, you should immediately send someone to the outskirts of the Overwatch Council to check the movement, and then make arrangements for the vine guards to take them away."
The member of the Qi Nian team nodded heavily. As a member of the Overwatch Council, this person felt extremely heavy and terrified at this time. However, he knew that the young lady's order was very clear, and the current Overwatch Council must have been heavily surrounded. It is not easy to get in touch with the hospital.
He made a gesture behind him, and the members of the Qi Nian team went to arrange a matter. Lin Wan'er looked at him and said, "Send someone to gallop to Yanjing, if you meet Fan Xian on the way..." Her brows furrowed.
The Qi Nian team member looked at her slightly nervously, waiting for her final decision.
"Tell him the truth." Lin Wan'er's face flashed with a look of desperation, and she said, "Let's just say that Dean Chen...is going to die."
The man breathed a sigh of relief, gave her a grateful look, and then left to get ready for everything. At this time, the inside of the Fan Mansion was busy in an orderly manner, but Lin Wan'er was left alone in the flower hall. Thinking about what happened suddenly today, she suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing around, which made her shiver twice.
She has been in charge of the family affairs of the Fan Mansion for three years, plus she is in charge of the Hangzhou Council and family affairs. Lin Wan'er, who is in her youth, already has the taste of being the mistress of the family. She sends out clear and powerful instructions, and all the people in the Fan Mansion They all began to respond in an orderly manner.
At the side door of the garden in the back house, Lin Wan'er hugged the eldest girl and the younger son from the mother's hand, kissed the two guys hard on the cheeks, and told Sisi a few words, and then let the carriage start. Fujiko Jing lowered her voice beside her and said, "Going out of Beijing at this time, I'm afraid it will be a little annoying."
Lin Wan'er glanced at him, knowing that this loyal guard to the Fan family, although also shocked by the assassination in the palace, still thought her reaction was a bit too violent. She shook her head and said, "Although it's a bit eye-catching, if you can go out earlier, go out."
She didn't explain a word to Fujiko Jing, although the Qi Nian team had sent someone to inform Fan Xian, but the journey was far away, and Chen Pingping might have died on the execution ground when Fan Xian rushed back. Lin Wan'er is well aware of the emotions hidden under Fan Xian's gentle appearance, who knows how violent Fan Xian will react at that time
It was precisely because Fan Xian was expected to have a violent reaction that Lin Wan'er's reaction at this time seemed so tense and urgent.
"Don't worry about this, I'll go into the palace to have a look in person later." Lin Wan'er nodded slightly at him.
Fujiko Jing sighed, saluted, and chased after the carriage not far away.
Lin Wan'er returned to the mansion, summoned all the guards and staff in Fan's mansion in the shortest possible time, and explained the matters that should be paid attention to recently in a cautious tone, especially that private discussions are strictly prohibited.
She is the mistress of the Fan Mansion. Although she has always been known for her simplicity, her family management in the past few years has already established her prestige in the mansion. Today, the capital is in chaos. Who knows that the Fan Mansion is also one of the centers of turmoil. The servants and women responded in unison, not daring to pretend.
Lin Wan'er glanced slowly, and roughly calculated the forces that could be mobilized in the mansion. The Qi Nian team did not have many people left in the mansion, and more were swordsman guards from the sixth office. It's safe, but it's inconvenient to send out. It's just that Dabao went to Lao Lin's mansion to bury the crickets yesterday, and now that such a big event happened, he still had to send someone to bring him back immediately.
She immediately thought of something else, waved her hand to summon the official of the Qi Nian team, and said softly: "I will also send someone over there, there is no need to do anything, just keep in touch."
Although the news from the Overwatch Council has not yet come back, Lin Wan'er knows that with the imperial mind of the emperor's uncle, that square and gloomy building must be under the suppression of powerful military forces. However, the first branch office is close to Dali Temple, so there may be some loopholes.
All Lin Wan'er did was actually to prepare for Fan Xian. She knew that once Fan Xian returned to Beijing, what he needed to know most was the truth. Although she did not want Fan Xian to take risks or go crazy, if her husband-in-law If he really wanted to go crazy, as a wife, he had to make some necessary preparations in advance for his going crazy.
After making all these arrangements, she ordered the Fan Mansion to close the gates and strictly forbid internal and external traffic except for personal visits. Lin Wan'er was relieved a little, got into the carriage that had been prepared, and drove out of the main street in the southern city of Kyoto, heading north. The majestic and majestic imperial palace drove away.
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Today's imperial palace is heavily guarded, and the density and strength of the forbidden army's patrolling back and forth is not the same as in the past. Everyone's face has a touch of tension and sternness. It seems that although old dean Chen has been seriously injured and captured, But still no one feels at ease.
Lin Wan'er got off the carriage and came directly to the palace gate. She grew up in this imperial palace since she was a child, and was deeply loved by the empress dowager and the emperor. She was an anomaly in the palace. In the past, she could enter and leave the palace without hindrance, but today she was forced to stop at the palace gate.
Gong Dian, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, glanced at her with extremely complicated eyes, saluted her, and said, "Your Majesty has a decree to seal the palace today."
Lin Wan'er raised her face, her big eyes were calm and unwavering, she said without flinching: "Your Majesty was assassinated, and the chief of this county should visit the palace, isn't it okay?"
Gong Dian frowned slightly. In fact, the so-called closure of the palace is also selectively closed. Logically speaking, Princess Chen is His Majesty's most beloved niece. It is only natural to enter the palace at this time, but the problem is... the source of today's turmoil is surveillance Court, and everyone in the world knows that Princess Chen is the official wife of Fan Xian, the current director of the Overwatch Council, and she is about to enter the palace at this time...
"I just don't know if Your Majesty wants to see the Princess." Gong Dian said in a deep voice.
Lin Wan'er's heart tightened slightly, knowing what General Gong Dian secretly reminded him of, the other party was worried that she would enter the palace to intercede with His Majesty on behalf of Chen Pingping, but now, if anyone dares to intercede with His Majesty, I'm afraid it will anger His Majesty instead , especially because of his complex status, once he pleads for mercy, it may intensify the conflict and cause His Majesty to develop strange emotions towards the Overwatch Council, and even towards Fan Xian who is not in the capital.
After a moment of silence, she forced a smile and said, "I heard that some great scholars are in the palace, and Prince Jing has also entered the palace. I want to go in and have a look." After a short pause, she said softly to Gong Dian: "You Don't worry, I have my measure."
Gong Dian sighed, and ordered the soldiers behind him to get out of the way.
After entering the imperial city, and then smoothly entering the harem, Lin Wan'er walked very quickly. When she arrived in front of the emperor's bedroom, a few fine beads of sweat had already appeared on the tip of her nose, and her cheeks were slightly pale. red.
However, he could only go to the bedroom, and no one could get in. Lin Wan'er looked at the people around her, and was slightly taken aback. She saw Concubine Yigui pushing the third prince's hand and looking at the closed palace door with worry on her face. Accompanied by the company, a person stands alone on the other side.
Prince Jing was standing at the entrance of the hall, talking softly with Ye Zhong. On the right hand side of the stone steps, the civil servant leader of the imperial court, Grand Master Hu, had a serious face. Behind him were two other great masters who were under his sect. He Zongwei had already escorted Chen Pingping to the Overwatch Council at this time, so he was not here.
What surprised Lin Wan'er the most was that Mr. Shu Wu, the former academician who had resigned from office for three years and only took pleasure in holding his grandson at home, also came outside the main hall at this time, looking at the closed door with sunken eyes, keeping his eyes open. Silence that was the complete opposite of his irascible temperament.
When everyone saw that Princess Chen was coming, they each separated to greet her, but there was a kind of worry similar to Gong Dian in the eyes of Master Hu Dashi when he looked at her. It seems that these big figures in the Qing court were all worried about the same thing after this incident.
They were worried about the reaction of the Overwatch Council after His Majesty executed Chen Pingping, especially... Fan Xian's reaction.
Among the people in the room, Lin Wan'er was the closest to Concubine Ning, because she had often eaten and slept in Ning Cairen's courtyard since she was a child, but seeing Concubine Ning's complexion a little strange today, she felt a thump in her heart, and asked several university students After saluting, the scholar came to Prince Jing's side.
"Ruoruo has been in for half an hour." Prince Jing seemed to know what his niece, who seemed confused but was actually as shrewd as her mother, wanted to ask, and said dimly, "Besides her, Your Majesty has not seen anyone. Don't think about relying on His Majesty to favor you, just rush in at this moment to intercede for that old dog."
At this time, the big shots in the room had their own thoughts, and no one noticed the conversation between Prince Jing and Princess Chen. Lin Wan'er's complexion darkened slightly after hearing Prince Jing's words, she lowered her head and said softly, "Is there something serious about Your Majesty?"
"The scourge has lived for thousands of years, how can it be so easy to die." Prince Jing said with a very low voice, with a smile on his face.
Lin Wan'er was startled, she never expected Prince Jing to say such outrageous words in the palace. When she first entered the palace, she had never thought of meeting His Majesty the Emperor and pleading for old Dean Chen, but like Fan Xian, she understood His Majesty's temperament very well, and knew that at this juncture, if she wanted to let Old Chen It is simply impossible for the dean to escape and die.
"On the way into the palace earlier, I heard that Ling Chi was the one who was planning to do it?" Lin Wan'er's complexion turned slightly pale, and she checked with Prince Jing in a trembling voice.
Prince Jing glanced at her and said, "It seems that although the Overwatch Council was temporarily abolished today, Fan Xian still left some people for you. That's right, Brother Huang's meaning is very clear."
Lin Wan'er's voice trembled slightly: "Can't we be extrajudicial? After all, the old dean...is not an ordinary person."
"I know what you are worried about, what those people are worried about." Prince Jing's eyes were cloudy, he sighed and said: "That old dog has offended too many people, do you think those civil servants are willing to plead with His Majesty for his matter ? It's just that everyone is worried about whether Fan Xian will go crazy."
He looked at Lin Wan'er, shook his head sadly and said: "Your Majesty doesn't even see everyone, it's obvious that he has made up his mind."
There are many kinds of death, and the dignitaries who enter and leave the palace don't really care too much about life and death, because the coldness of the dragon chair has already given them this kind of awareness. However, how to die is a very important matter. If Chen Pingping really ends up ruined and cut to pieces, the resentment hidden in the Overwatch Council will be flushed with blood, and who knows what will happen to the Qing Dynasty? Sample.
Chen Pingping's assassination of His Majesty is undoubtedly a capital crime, but if he is allowed to commit suicide, even if it is beheaded or hanged, it may not only show His Majesty's generosity, but also eliminate the fury caused by this matter as much as possible. However, no one knew what kind of conversations took place between the pair of monarchs and ministers in the Imperial Study Room, so that His Majesty the Emperor showed rare resentment and anger, in order to let Chen Pingping die in the most miserable condition.
Lin Wan'er fell silent after listening to Prince Jing's words. If His Majesty the Emperor could be a little more lenient, perhaps Fan Xian, who is about to return to the capital, could also be more accepting. Of course, all of this was based on their imaginations, and no one knew what Fan Xian's real reaction would be when he found out about this.
"Aunt Ning is... a bit strange today." Lin Wan'er said with a slight frown as she looked at the indifferent Concubine Ning in the distance.
Prince Jing's complexion changed slightly, and he didn't say anything. There were many things that only the previous generation of the Li family knew about, so there was no need to tell these juniors and outsiders. He believed that Ning Cairen had genuine affection for His Majesty the Emperor these years, but he also believed that Ning Cairen had never forgotten the old cripple until today.
The sun gradually set in the west, and it was evening. There was a rain in the morning, and there were still some water stains between the bluestone slabs. The light gradually dimmed, but those water stains lit up, as if a lamp had been lit.
The lights in the palace turned on, although they were not as dazzling and glamorous as the red clouds in the western sky, but the dots of stars were extraordinarily beautiful. The lights in His Majesty's bedroom are the earliest and the most numerous. They are extremely bright, and they shine through the window, illuminating the surroundings clearly, and every detail can be seen.
Lin Wan'er's heart trembled slightly, thinking that a few years ago Fan Xian was stabbed seriously and nearly died. It seemed that he was treated in this palace.
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A drop of sweat almost dripped from the wet hair on his forehead, but fortunately a maid next to him stretched out a handkerchief to catch it. The court lady retreated in horror, but Fan Ruoruo's face remained unchanged, still under the bright light of the room, she gently moved the extremely sharp scalpel in her hand.
This entire box of surgical and medical instruments was built with the most advanced technology in the internal warehouse, which condensed the wisdom of everyone from Ye Qingmei, Fei Jie, and later Fan Xian. And Fan Ruoruo also learned how to use these things from these relatives.
Several years of hard training on the green hills and research on the treatment of trauma made Fan Ruoruo finally become a real good doctor, not the naive little girl who opened the bloody mouth with trembling hands on her brother back then.
****His Majesty the Emperor with his upper body lying flat on the hard couch, his eyes slightly closed, Fan Ruoruo was in his right hand room, carefully and steadily sliding a knife on his body, the smooth skin split at the fingertips of the knife , the scorched hole broke open, blood seeped out, and then Fan Ruoruo used her steady hands to poke in with tweezers, grabbed a hard object, and pulled it out forcefully.
With a bang, a small steel ball fed with poison was placed on the flat plate next to it. There were already seven steel balls on the plate. By this time, half of the operation had passed.
Fan Ruoruo took a deep breath, and slowly operated the Tianyi Qi method that had just appeared in his body to help him calm down, then looked at the ninety-five supreme being lying on the couch, and said: "There are still a few grains that are very deep. , it may be very painful for a while, does Your Majesty need some chloroform?"
Geluofang was the most successful drug concocted by Fan Xian and the three places. It was really effective when used in surgical operations. However, Fan Ruoruo's words revealed a shocking fact. Could it be that His Majesty the Emperor has not used anesthesia since the operation, but let the sharp knife cut his body
Especially when Fan Ruoruo took out the steel ball with tweezers, Fan Ruoruo used great force, but His Majesty, who was lying flat on the couch, didn't even frown, as if he didn't feel the pain at all.
Emperor Qing slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Fan Ruoruo, and said, "Continue."
His tone was very indifferent, as if the body cut open by the knife was not his own, as if those life-killing steel balls were not shot deep into his bones.
Fan Ruoruo nodded slightly, holding the sharp knife tightly and loosely, lowered her head, and continued her work seriously. Her movements were so natural that she didn't seem to have a trace of fear. Since His Majesty opened his mouth, she no longer worried that the Emperor would not be able to bear the pain, as if under her own knife, it was just a wooden man, not a palm. A powerful emperor who can kill hundreds of millions of people.
Looking at Fan Ruoruo's calm face, His Majesty the Emperor who was seriously injured narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to feel a bit of surprise, and asked calmly, "An Zhi taught you all these?"
Fan Ruoruo concentrated on the sword and ignored the emperor's inquiries. The deep meaning in Emperor Qing's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he asked, "You don't seem to be afraid of me?"
At this time, Fan Ruoruo took out another steel ball, and disposed of the residual iron sand on the wound, before replying softly: "Your Majesty is a sick person, Ruoruo is just worried that His Majesty will not be able to bear the pain, which will interfere with the treatment."
"Don't worry, there were many strong generals who scraped bones and removed poison on the battlefield back then." The emperor's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said slowly: "The pain I have experienced in this life is much more intense than this."
This sentence naturally refers to the first Northern Expedition that year, when the meridians in Emperor Qing's body were completely shattered, and the period of pain that no human being could bear, Fan Ruoruo didn't know about it, thought about it, and didn't answer.
The emperor slowly closed his eyes, and said indifferently: "The knife was cut on my body, and tomorrow it will accompany that eunuch ten times more."
As soon as these words came out, the tip of the knife in Fan Ruoruo's hand did not tremble, but her body froze slightly. The emperor looked at her quietly and said, "Don't think about pleading for that eunuch later, it's a serious crime if you think about it."
"Prince Jing's good-for-nothing, Concubine Yigui, Ning Cairen, Hu Shu, Ye Zhong and his daughters recognize Fan Xian as their teacher, Gong Dian has always admired that kid, Yichen also came..." The emperor's face was calm, eyes slightly squinted Looking at her, he said, "You are his sister, I am very curious, when will all the people around me have something to do with that kid."
"It was given to him by His Majesty." The matter involved Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo finally stopped the scalpel in his hand, looked at the emperor calmly, and said softly.
"I know what you people are thinking and what you are worried about." Blood seeped from the emperor's naked upper body, but this great master emperor didn't seem to worry about his own life at all.
"But I despise this kind of worry extremely. He is my own son. Could it be that he will turn against me for a slave?"
The red candle flickered slightly, but the palace lantern was always on. Fan Ruoruo shook her head lightly, and continued to cut and tear something on the body of the ninety-five supreme being.
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(His Majesty is just convincing himself that loneliness is a terrible thing, especially when he finds out that the people around him are actually more willing to get closer to Fan Xian, which makes him very uncomfortable. The resentment towards Chen Pingping lies more in men Under his control, he suddenly realized that after so many years, he was still not as good as that woman. In order to prove this, he would naturally hope that Fan Xian, whom he trusted and loved the most, would stand by his side forever. This is a What kind of emotion? Probably a need for self-acknowledgment and self-proof
The above passage should have been the inner monologue of Emperor Qing in the book, but I believe that such a man would be influenced by his subconscious at most, but he would not allow such weak emotions to form a specific picture in his mind, so I don’t It may appear, and I don't want to write this paragraph as an omniscient thing, so explain one or two.
Today is another 9,000 words, and the theme is about reactions and symptoms. From tomorrow onwards, I will have to write about four or five chapters in a row. It is a real drama in the autumn rain, and I am already tired. Tomorrow, Saturday, and Sunday, I will write less, because I have no confidence in my ability, so I have to be more serious and continue this story well.
Finally, I sincerely call for monthly support from everyone. Although it is an old saying, there is no new idea, but I have an attitude, and I will call if I write less, because I know that I am serious, and everyone can see that I am serious. )
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