Jiang Hongwen and Shi Lei saw Gu Qingguan walking out of the yard and hurriedly greeted her. As soon as they walked in front of them, they saw her body soften. Their hearts skipped a beat and they hurriedly supported her from left to right.
"What happened?" Jiang Hongwen couldn't help but worry when he saw that her face was pale.
Gu Qingguan raised his eyes, "It's okay, Mrs. Ye passed away just now."
Jiang Hongwen was stunned for a long time, and only one thought came to his mind. A red matter turned into a waste, and the marriage between Su Ziyu and Yin Daimei was so damn unlucky.
I don’t know if there is still a bridal chamber!
Qing Guan straightened up and said in a low voice: "According to the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, after the death of parents, officials are required to be in Dingyou for three years."
Shi Pitian's shocking words made Jiang Hongwen's scalp numb and his limbs weak. In this way, the imperial army in the palace, the southern and northern Zhili...
There was surprise in his eyes, and he held Qingguan's hand with a little more strength. After a long time, he sighed: "Did you plan it all this morning?"
Gu Qingwan was silent. Yes, she had planned it since that day when she spit out a mouthful of blood.
No one knows Ye's body better than her. A flower that is about to wither cannot withstand any wind and rain. When the wind blows, it will fall into pieces.
What's more, what she threw was her parents, and Ye couldn't bear it.
Shi Lei thought about the palace's decree and had to interrupt the two of them from contemplation, "Qingguan, the palace announced that you are coming to Beijing. How is your health?"
Qingguan was slightly surprised and sighed: "I can't die yet."
When Jiang Hongwen heard this, he immediately jumped up and said, "What do you mean, life or death? Come on, I'll accompany you to the palace."
"You don't want to die if you don't call me into the palace?"
Jiang Hongwen smiled bitterly, "If something happens to you, I will die too!"
The palace in the Mid-Autumn Festival is illuminated by red lights.
The night banquet was held in the Huangji Hall, where concubines from the harem, relatives of the royal family, and civil and military ministers were all entertained. Those who could enter this hall were either rich or noble.
As soon as Qing Guan arrived at the entrance of the palace, she saw Liu Zhaoyu pacing back and forth. When she saw her coming, her face lit up.
Approaching, Qingguan whispered, "What happened?"
Seeing Jiang Hongwen following her, Liu Zhaoyu hurriedly lowered his voice and said, "Nothing. Just now, the imperial concubine drank a few glasses of wine and her head felt dizzy, so I ordered your name."
Qingguan pointed inside, "Is she still at the banquet?"
Liu Zhaoyu nodded and said, "I heard that you vomited blood? Be careful, Concubine Yin is not easy to deal with."
Gu Qingwan smiled knowingly.
There is the matter of being banned from the house, and there is the matter of Drunken Immortal Residence in the back. Neither of these matters can be separated from the British government. The imperial concubine felt dizzy, so she called her over, but she had to be careful.
Counting the time, I'm afraid Mrs. Ye's bad news hasn't come in yet.
"Thank you! Hongwen, wait for me here."
"You really don't need me to accompany you in?"
"No, she doesn't dare to do anything to me in the main hall!" Qingguan left this sentence and walked into the hall.
Huangji Hall is divided into front hall and back hall.
At this moment, singing and dancing are in full swing in the front hall, and the wine is flowing. She lowered her head and walked to the throne of the emperor and concubine, knelt down and saluted.
The imperial concubine is sitting on the right side of the emperor's throne. She is wearing a beaded crown and a phoenix. She is dignified and beautiful, with kind eyebrows. She has a vague aura of being the denominator of the world.
"Get flat!"
The emperor smiled lightly and said, "The imperial concubine is ill. I would like to ask the doctor for a consultation."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Qingguan stood up, and suddenly, a stern gaze appeared behind her, making her extremely panicked.
She turned around and intuitively looked towards the source of the sight. What caught her eyes was a pair of calm eyes with a slight smile.
She had never seen this face before, and judging from his clothes, he was undoubtedly King Su.
Qingguan nodded, lowered his eyes, and felt suspicious. Whose was that sharp gaze just now
A palace maid helped the imperial concubine and turned around to enter the inner hall. Qingwan did not hesitate and followed her in.
At this moment, the wise king who was sitting on his seat suddenly stood up and said, "Father, I am worried about you. Please go into the back hall and have a look."
Emperor Baoqing was talking to King Lao Su. When he heard the words, he just waved his hand.
After checking his pulse, Qingguan knew that it was just a little bit cold, but it didn't matter. She spoke out her pulse in deep thought and waited for the rest.
The imperial concubine narrowed her eyes and said, "Please ask the female doctor to prescribe medicine for me."
"Yes, concubine."
Qingguan took the pen and paper, filled it in one fell swoop, and stamped it with his own seal.
When the imperial concubine saw her like this, a cold light flashed in her eyes. She was about to speak, but she heard the King Xian covering his mouth and coughing heavily, and said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
The wise king stood up and said: "I have been coughing for three days. I have been feeling tired these past few days and have lost my appetite."
Mother and son were so close to each other that the imperial concubine did not care about her own health and said with a smile: "Dr. Lao will give the King Xian another diagnosis and prescribe the medicine together."
"Yes!" Qingguan replied in a low voice, secretly paying attention to everything.
The wise king looked deeply at Qing Guan's face, and raised the corners of his eyes slightly, "My mother and concubine are not feeling well, so why not go back to the palace to rest first, and my son will come to pay his respects later."
Concubine Yin nodded, held the hand of the palace maid, and walked out slowly, walked to the emperor and saluted, "Your Majesty, I am sick, so please leave first."
Emperor Baoqing smiled gently and said: "Go away, my beloved concubine! Take good care of her."
Concubine Yin raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes turned slightly, and left with a smile.
In the back hall, only a few palace servants stood quietly waiting.
The Xian Wang sat upright and raised his hands, rolled up his sleeves and put his hands on the table, revealing his pale skin. He stared at Qingguan's face with burning eyes, half-smiling but not smiling.
Qingguan looked calm and stretched out her hand to gently hold up three white jade-like slender fingers.
The skin touched each other, and a fresh medicinal fragrance hit his nostrils. The wise king's eyes lit up, and he smiled evilly and said: "Female doctor Gu, what's wrong with my king's health?"
Gu Qingwan said: "It's okay. I have a slight typhoid fever, and it will be cured with a few cups of medicine."
After saying that, she wanted to stop her hand, but unexpectedly the man turned his hand over and held her tightly.
Qingguan never thought that he would be so bold. She looked up at him with cold eyes, "What does the prince want?"
The wise king looked at her lips greedily and said with a smile: "Female doctor, don't worry, I have colic in my abdomen right now. Please help me take a look."
After saying that, he suddenly let go and he was already lying on the couch, "Here, please take off your coat for me."
Gu Qingguan looked at the man's open chest and sneered in his heart. He walked to his side, squatted down and smiled sweetly.
"Abdominal pain, there is an acupuncture point that can be acupuncture. Your Majesty, if you can bear the pain for a while, I will acupuncture for you." After saying that, he turned his hand over, and the silver needle shone coldly in the candlelight.
The wise king was so smart, his eyes flashed a few times, and he took the woman in his arms.
King Xian's eyes darkened, and he felt an electric current running through his body, and the swelling became a little bigger.
"you… "
Without saying a word, the delicate hand on the chest moved, and the needle between the fingers moved forward half an inch.
"Your Majesty, just give it a try. I'm afraid that this time, your dragon root will never have the power of a dragon again in this life."
The Xian Wang's face changed several times. The needle had penetrated into his acupuncture point. It was extremely sore, swollen and no longer showing any signs of strength, and became a soft ball.
His expression was a bit ferocious, but he pushed his belly up unwillingly, "Gu Qingwan, I have fallen in love with you. If you are willing, I will ensure that you live a lifetime of prosperity and wealth. In the future, your status will be second only to the princess. "
"What if I don't want to?" Gu Qingwan retorted.
The wise king chuckled, his eyes shining, "You will not end well if you follow Jiang Laoqi. Sooner or later, this king of the Jiang family... you can't escape."
"Humph, I'm just afraid you won't have that life!"
The wise king was furious. He turned over and pinned her down. The woman's delicate neck was too fragile to be grasped, but it was strangely beautiful.
"Gu Qingwan, just wait and see if I have that fate."
Qingguan met his sinister and lewd gaze, and raised her pale lips into a sneer.
"Your Majesty, I can guarantee that within two years, King Shou will be on that dragon throne. The day that Your Majesty wants will never come."
The Xian Wang looked at her hard, his eyes seeming to burn a hole in her body.
Suddenly, he chuckled sinisterly and pulled away.
The weight on his body suddenly decreased. Qingguan stroked her beating chest, took a few weak breaths, wiped her head, and found that her whole body was soaked with sweat.
This man has no scruples and is tearing his face apart, fearing that this fight will be brought forward.
The wise king walked out of the inner hall, with nothing strange on his face. He continued to sit upright and watch the singing and dancing. From the corner of his eye, he saw his personal guard looking in, so he waved his hand to signal him to come in.
The guard walked up to the wise king and whispered softly.
In an instant, Xian Wang's handsome, almost evil face darkened.
At this moment, Concubine Yin walked out of the Huangji Palace and saw that the moonlight was very beautiful today, so she said to the palace attendants behind her: "You don't have to follow me, as long as there is a bright spring. I will go to the Qionghua Terrace to enjoy the moon."
The palace people did not dare to speak and dispersed one after another.
Concubine Yin held Ming Chun's hand and went to the Qionghua Terrace.
The Qionghua Terrace will be placed extremely far away. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the whole country is celebrating, so not even a single person in the palace can be seen. The master and servant passed by a rockery and saw a man standing with his hands behind his back under the watery moonlight.
Concubine Yin's heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but smile, "Mingchun, watch over me."
The man turned around when he heard the voice, his eyes filled with softness.
Concubine Yin suddenly felt her face heat up, as if it were being burned, and she couldn't help but fly into the man's arms.
"Yihu!"
Mingchun was so frightened when he heard this cry that he turned around and glanced around. The man held the concubine in his arms, and with a movement, the two of them were deep in the rockery. Before they could stand still, he caressed her supple waist, kissed her, and touched the bottom of the woman's skirt with his big hands.