Cheng Zhaoyi was a concubine who only entered the palace three years ago and was born in the southern gateway of the Yangtze River. People also have the characteristics of graceful and gentle southern women, with a soft voice and a gentle temperament, otherwise they would not have been liked by Xie Chongming in just three years and become a Jieyu flower beside the emperor. Now that the emperor is not in good health, she is serving him most of the time.
Seeing that Cheng Zhaoyi was losing weight in order to take care of him, Xie Chongming was a little touched and patted Cheng Zhaoyi's hand: "Qingwan, you've worked hard."
There seemed to be tears in Cheng Zhaoyi's eyes: "If your Majesty can get better soon, don't work hard on the concubine, even if it is worth the life of the concubine."
Xie Chongming coughed a few times, and Cheng Zhaoyi quickly patted his back for him: "In the past three years, the empress has been honored in the front, and the concubine Yi has been arrogant, so it is inevitable that I have neglected you. I see all the grievances in my eyes. To this day, I know how wronged you are, so I am going to choose one of the many princes to be adopted under your name, which can also be considered to make up for my negligence towards you in the past."
Cheng Zhaoyi's tears fell drop by drop, she leaned weakly on Xie Chongming's chest: "The emperor is in his prime, how can such words make the concubines anxious. The princes are all excellent in civility and martial arts, and now the concubines don't want anything. , I just want you to get better soon."
Xie Chongming knew his physical condition very well, and he didn't die so quickly, but the day was not as good as the day. But he has always disliked the release of power, and now he is willing to give a little bit of meat to his son, which is already the limit. What he said just now was just to test Cheng Zhaoyi. Seeing that Cheng Zhaoyi was not ecstatic, he felt a little at ease.
"Your Majesty, my concubine heard that Daoist Taixu traveled to Chu recently. The concubine wanted to ask the emperor's permission to go to his Taoist temple to pray for blessings and bless the emperor's dragon health. I wonder if the emperor would allow it?" Cheng Zhaoyi raised the Sheng Zhaoyi. With tears in his eyes, he looked at Xie Chongming expectantly.
Xie Chongming nodded and agreed.
The maid who was brought by Cheng Zhaoyi kept her head down, she couldn't help but raised her head and said softly: "Niangniang, the Taoist priest Taixu has a great reputation, so many people came to visit this time. The chiefs declined one by one. He was just finishing his medicinal pills recently, so he might not be able to distract himself. It is better for the empress to ask the emperor for another invitation and invite the priest into the palace. The emperor's order must not dare Not from."
Cheng Zhaoyi reprimanded her maid, and turned to the emperor: "Lanyue is ignorant, the emperor don't blame her."
Xie Chongming frowned slightly: "Practicing pills?"
Cheng Zhaoyi glanced at him eagerly: "Indeed, Taoist Taixu's elixir is hard to find. It is said that it has the effect of strengthening the body, and it is said that it is divine. I don't know if it is true."
Xie Chongming closed his eyes, his face was a little unhealthy and pale against the bright yellow tent: "That's like your palace maid's office, please come into the palace, and you don't have to spend a lot of time to leave the palace."
Cheng Zhaoyi got up and gave a blessing: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
In a place where Xie Chongming could not see, Cheng Zhaoyi and the palace maid looked at each other, and then lowered their eyelashes.
By the ferry, the breeze twirled up Meng Qiqi's skirt. She stood beside Sheng Jiayan and was about to say goodbye to Yun Zhun together. Behind Yun Zhun is the domestic servant who is busy carrying things, and a little further away is the waterway with the mountains and the distance.
"Farewell this time, we will see you soon." Yun Zhun said.
Sheng Jiayan took it lightly, and smiled deeply: "Jin is in a period of civil strife. You must have lost your skills after you go back. It may be many years before we meet again."
Yun Zhun took a deep look at Sheng Jiayan, clasped his fists and said: "Today you set me free, I owe you a favor. If there is a chance in the future, I will give it back with all my strength." Yun Zhun no longer delays, stop watching He glanced at Meng Qiqi, but didn't say much, turned around and left.
Their ships were drifting further and further away, listening to Sheng Jiayan, as long as they went all the way along the waterway, they would return to their country. Meng Eqi turned to look at Sheng Jiayan's expression slightly, his eyes were very far-reaching, as if he had landed at the end of the waterway. Meng Qiqi couldn't help but think that Sheng Jiayan was the monarch of Jin in his previous life. If he had memories in this life, how would he feel
Meng Qiqi didn't say a word, and stood quietly with Sheng Jiayan.
It wasn't until a long time ago when the wind picked up that Sheng Jiayan naturally took her hand: "Go."
Before they left Linjiang County, Sheng Jiayan took Meng Qiqi to worship the tombs of Tian Buddha and Mi. Meng Eqi was a little dazed, as if Tian Dafo was still teasing the two of them in his ear, and Mi was still holding his white book to write the story of Meng Eqi and Sheng Jiayan.
The light and shadow in front of him changed, and some were just white paper money.
Meng Qiqi burst into tears, and poured a glass of wine in front of Tian Dafo's tombstone with his snot and tears: "There are mountains and waters here, and you can see the beautiful scenery of the world, it is quiet and deep, and no one will disturb you. You and Mi Zuo The companion is not alone, we will see you in the next life."
In the end, Meng Eqi said goodbye to Tian Dafo and Mi, and followed Sheng Jiayan on the way back to Beijing.
Sheng Jiayan was unable to ride a horse because he spread the news of his assassination, and only sat in a carriage with Meng Qiqi along the way.
On a whim, Meng Eqi leaned over and asked, "Ayan, do you believe that people have an afterlife?"
Sheng Jiayan gave a drowsy 'um' in a pleasant voice with a drowsy voice.
"For example, this life still has the memory of the previous life, and I clearly know what I want to do in this life."
Sheng Jiayan frowned, unable to understand Meng Qiqi's words.
Meng Eqi said nonsense: "This is what I read from a script. It is about an immortal and her boss who came to the mortal world and experienced disasters, but the problem is that this immortal she... was confused for a while and made many mistakes. It is very likely to make the lord on her head angry. If you were that lord, would you forgive this fairy? The premise is that the fairy didn't do it on purpose! She was unintentional!"
Seeing her serious look, Sheng Jiayan was intrigued for a while, and smiled playfully: "Then I may not only not forgive, but also fiercely—"
"What are you doing?!" Meng Qiqi swallowed nervously.
"Spank her hard." Sheng Jiayan replied calmly, and by the way, he glanced at Meng Qiqi threateningly.
Meng Qiqi is like falling into an ice cellar, and the fear that has been dominated by His Majesty the King of Hell for thousands of years has returned.
Hey, why does he still have this hobby even if he has no memory!
After returning to the capital of Chu State, Sheng Jiayan took the lead in sending Meng Eqi back to the mansion, while he and the third prince entered the palace to meet the emperor.
As soon as Meng Eqi entered the mansion, the old lady Meng was surrounded by people and walked quickly, and she was still three or five steps away from Meng Eqi, and then she started to get angry: "Well, you girl, grandma really cares about her. You're spoiled! You can't run into the barracks without permission, if Yan Ge'er sent someone to tell me, you plan to make grandma die in a hurry, right?"
Meng Eqi hurriedly went over and hugged the old lady Meng's arm: "Grandma! Please forgive me this time, I will never dare again next time. I just don't worry that Ayan has left so far alone, so I followed. "
The old lady Meng smiled and sneered at her: "What are you worried about, I think you are just having fun! Look at this thin face, how much hardship it has to endure! Hurry up, hurry up, my grandmother let you prepare a pigeon for you Soup, go back first and use a bowl to dispel fatigue."
"Yeah!" Meng Eqi responded with a sip, and didn't forget to say, "I want to save a bowl for the second brother."
The old lady Meng laughed twice: "I can't live without him."
After the three princes entered the palace, they were first sent by the emperor to the queen to greet him. Therefore, only Sheng Jiayan was waiting outside the Qinzheng Palace. He followed the emperor's personal attendant into the Qinzheng Palace, and happened to meet the second prince Xie Yin who came out of the Qinzheng Palace. Xie Yin's warm smile suddenly froze on his face, he only nodded slightly, as a greeting to Sheng Jiayan. Sheng Jiayan didn't look sideways, and directly entered the inner hall of Qinzheng Hall.
The heavy imperial curtain hung down, and Sheng Jiayan saw Xie Chongming lying on his head behind the layers of curtains. Xie Chongming was coughing badly, and the great eunuch Laixi gave him his breath. By the way, he took out the square box from his arms and took a pill from it for Xie Chongming to swallow.
"Sheng Qing is here?" Xie Chongming asked weakly, but he didn't cough much.
"I have seen the king." Sheng Jiayan simply saluted.
Xie Chongming looked at Sheng Jiayan with bright black eyes behind the curtain. Although he was thin, his face and cheeks were sunken because of his illness.
"This time the army is heading south, this is to let you observe the movements of Yun Zhun. Who would have guessed that Yun Zhun had the first chance and ran away without a trace. He was like a god, as if someone was ventilating him behind him. It's normal to report a letter." Xie Chongming sat behind the curtain, his eyes tightly locked on Sheng Jiayan, trying to see something from his face.
However, Sheng Jiayan remained calm, and respectfully replied: "All the intelligence officials have been sent back to the capital at Linjiang County, so the emperor must have seen it. It is sentenced Wang Yunzhun to be able to collude with the prince in private, and to know your situation in advance. It is not difficult to arrange.”
Xie Chongming was propped on the bed, not willing to miss a trace of Sheng Jiayan's expression, Sheng Jiayan just let him watch it so magnanimously. In the end, Xie Chongming sighed heavily before lying down on the bed.
Maybe it was because the illness made people feel depressed, but Xie Chongming said in a daze: "If your father was still here, I wouldn't be like this..." He didn't finish his words, but Sheng Jiayan clenched his fist in his sleeve.
Xie Chongming waved his hand: "You go."
Sheng Jiayan gave him a happy look: "I heard that the emperor is taking Taoist Taixu's elixir recently."
Xie Chongming didn't say anything, it was the default. Laixi said from the side: "That's true, this is really a panacea. Whenever Your Majesty is coughing and wheezing, eating this is always effective."
Sheng Jiayan pursed his thin lips, narrowed his eyes lightly, and in the end there was nothing, and then withdrew.