Concubine Yin burst into tears and shook her head repeatedly, feeling fear in her heart.
"Your Majesty, what I hate most is deception. I ask you again, is that person sent to the capital by you?"
"No… "
Concubine Yin's heart stirred up huge waves.
If it is not accepted at this time, then the emperor will definitely send people to investigate. Once the investigation is carried out along this line... it will be the crime of the nine tribes, and even he will be implicated.
No!
As long as the green hills are there, why worry about not having firewood? It would be better to simply agree and make plans later.
She focused on the emperor, moved her red lips, and said cryptically: "If it's not my concubine, who could it be? Your Majesty, my concubine can't swallow this breath!"
Emperor Baoqing closed his eyes and threw his hand, "Are you resenting me and preferring Lao Ba?"
"Is not it?"
At this point, Concubine Yin no longer had anything to fear, and a sneer appeared on her lips.
"Everyone in the world knows that the emperor loves King Shou. Even if he returns without an edict, the emperor will cover up for him. When the wise king was beaten like this, the emperor didn't even ask, how can I, a mother, not complain? "
"That's your son, he wants to do something wrong first!"
Concubine Yin was dumbfounded by the question, and murmured unwillingly: "I'm just a woman, what does it matter?"
"That woman is my imperial physician. Looking at the whole world, she is the only one who can take care of my body. Your son doesn't even let this woman go. Is he afraid that I will live too long?"
Concubine Yin trembled, her chest felt tight with shock, and she couldn't answer even a single sentence.
Emperor Baoqing stood up suddenly, swept his long sleeves, and the tea bowl fell to the ground.
Concubine Yin was so frightened that she quickly fell to the ground and trembled: "Your Majesty, all the mistakes are my fault. Please forgive me this time for the sake of past friendship."
Emperor Baoqing breathed heavily, took several deep breaths, fell down on the dragon couch, and said feebly: "Your concubine, you have disappointed me so much."
When I woke up leisurely, I didn't know what was going on.
The pain in the top of my head was extremely painful, as if it was about to split, and it was extremely swollen, as if something was about to stretch out from inside.
Gu Qingguan reluctantly tried to open his eyes, but his body didn't seem to be his, it was so heavy that he couldn't move.
His eyelids moved slightly, and he heard someone shout happily: "The female doctor is awake, the female doctor is awake."
The warmth of the ginseng soup slowly flowed from the mouth into the throat, injecting vitality into the body. Qingguan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was Liu Zhaoyu's extremely thin face.
"Why... why... are you like this?"
Why is he like this? Fortunately she could ask.
After being in a coma for ten days, unable to live or die, just using ginseng to hold his breath, he was almost driven crazy by her.
Liu Zhaoyu's eyes heated up, he fell to the ground, wiped his tears, and murmured to himself: "Wake up, finally wake up."
Another ghost-like, human-like face appeared before his eyes, and it turned out to be Jiang Hongwen.
"You...Why are you here too!"
Jiang Hongwen gritted his teeth and his voice seemed to come from hell, "Gu Qingwan, even if you arrive in the underworld, I will catch you back."
Otherwise, I will have no choice but to follow you to the underworld.
Is this guy crazy
Gu Qingguan smiled lowly and said, "I've been to the underworld, but they didn't accept them. They said my life was not over yet, so they drove me back."
"Gu Qingwan!"
Jiang Hongwen's fists had veins popping out, and he wished he could strangle her to death.
He and his master calculated everything, but they alone missed her. This woman is even more ruthless than a man.
Gu Qingwan glanced at him sideways, smiled sadly and said, "Where am I?"
Jiang Hongwen gritted his teeth and said: "On the way back to Beijing, there are still two days to travel to Beijing."
Gu Qingguan blinked and didn't want to ask why he was there anymore. The collision really hurt, it hurt.
She wanted to sleep a little longer.
At night.
A man in black climbed over the high wall of the palace, and with a few steps, he ran into the night.
The man went all the way west, and after about a cup of tea, he came to a dense forest. After walking a few feet further into the dense forest, the terrain suddenly became clear.
It turned out to be a small creek.
Beside the stream, a man and a horse stood next to each other. If it wasn't Su Ziyu, who could it be
Yang Fan stepped forward hurriedly and said, "I just got the news that she has woken up."
Su Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the ground, sat on the ground, and looked into the distance.
He has been in the Guards for more than a year, and he always has a few spies secretly. Others didn't know what happened in the palace that day, but he only made a little inquiry and found out everything.
King Shou returned without being summoned and wounded the wise King who wanted to do evil...
The emperor wanted to hide the truth and ordered it to be sealed...
Then rumors suddenly spread in the capital, and the news spread to the palace. Gu Qingwan committed suicide to prove his ambition...
This plan is within another plan, and each link within another is her handiwork. Only she would be so ruthless as to plot against herself.
Behind the wise king is the British Duke's Palace, and behind the British Duke's Palace is the Su Palace. After all, she is holding a gleaming sword to kill him.
When Su Ziyu thought that these things were all done by her, her heart couldn't help but surge. In the past, she was such a simple-minded and innocent person; but now she has such a deep calculation.
However, there was one thing he didn't understand, so Su Ziyu asked: "How much is true and how false is her affair with King Shou?"
Yang Fan picked up a dead leaf, played with it for a while, and whispered: "The story between her and King Shou is very true. Before leaving, King Shou stayed in her room for about as long as she had a cup of tea."
Su Ziyu only felt that her heart was broken, and the pain in her eyes was too late to hide, and it all flowed out under the moonlight.
The pain spread from the soles of her feet to the bottom of her heart, and it was bone-piercing. Su Ziyu's body shook.
"What's wrong with you? You look so ugly." Yang Fan saw that his expression was wrong and stretched out his hand to support him.
Su Ziyu smiled bitterly, "It's okay."
Yang Fan glanced at him suspiciously and said: "This Gu Qingwan is really powerful. He made Jiang Laoqi, King Xian, and King Shou fascinated. Now, there is something good to watch."
Su Ziyu smiled bitterly again.
Brothers and wives are not to be played with. If he was not mistaken, Jiang Laoqi was just a shield. Otherwise, King Shou's temperament would never be like this.
In fact, he should have expected it. When King Shou was poisoned, she traveled thousands of miles to save people, which was unusual.
"Why don't you speak?" Yang Fan couldn't help but ask after waiting for him to stop speaking for a long time.
Su Ziyu said blankly: "What do you want me to say?"
Yang Fan sighed, "This woman is so powerful, Qian Ziqi is not even half as good as her."
Su Ziyu's expression changed slightly, she closed her eyes and said, "People are forced out."
After hearing this, Yang Fan said: "Why do I feel that she has ulterior motives for climbing up to the Shou King?"
Su Ziyu felt another pain in her heart. He didn't know if she had ulterior motives, but one thing he knew very well was that King Shou was sincerely interested in her.
"With such a quarrel now, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause. King Shou and King Xian are completely at loggerheads."
Su Ziyu hesitated and said: "There must be a Mingtang. After returning to the capital this time, if nothing unexpected happens, the prince will definitely be the longevity king."
"Why?" Yang Fan was stunned.
Still need to ask? It's all part of her plan.
Yang Fan seemed to have thought of something, "Ah, then the Su family..."
"The Su family has been prosperous for these years, and it's time for it to come." Su Ziyu suddenly stood up and patted the dead leaves on her body, "I want to see her, is there any way?"
Before Yang Fan could recover from one fright, he was overwhelmed by another fright, "The palace is heavily guarded, I'm afraid it will be difficult? What's more, Jiang Qiye came from Beijing to stay by her side. "
Jiang Hongwen is here too
Su Ziyu frowned slightly, but still said: "Think of a way. I will leave after seeing her."
"What's so good about her?" Yang Fan didn't understand.
Su Ziyu fell silent, immersed in endless sadness. Even he himself didn't know what was so attractive about that unfamiliar face.
Yang Fan couldn't bear to see him like this. He gritted his teeth and said, "Follow me."
"Master Qi, the Emperor has summoned you for questioning."
"At this hour... Doctor Liu, please worry about this."
"Seventh Master, don't worry."
The footsteps gradually faded away, and after a while, Liu Zhaoyu's voice sounded again in the courtyard, "Ye Zi, I'm thinking about adding another medicine, please go and fry it quickly.
"Ye Qing, ask the people in the kitchen to make some thin porridge. Your lady hasn't eaten for several days. She will be hungry when she wakes up. Add some red dates to the porridge to replenish blood and qi."
"Doctor Liu, can you do it alone?"
"It's okay, you go and come back quickly!"
Immediately, there was deathly silence in the courtyard again.
Yang Fan, who was hiding in the corner, looked at the person behind him and said in a low voice: "You must leave in half a cup of tea. I will take care of this Liu Zhaoyu."
"Don't worry!" Su Ziyu nodded solemnly.
The fragrance of medicine in the room is astounding, the curtains are raised, and the thin curtains hang lightly, covering half of the room like clouds.
Su Ziyu climbed onto the footrest and lifted up the bed tent with her hands, pain flashing in her eyes.
The woman on the bed had a pale and thin face, her lips were bloodless, her deep black eyes were tightly closed, and her lowered eyelashes were silent.
The shiny black hair was combed into two long braids and wrapped in heavy gauze. There was faint blood on the top of the gauze, which was shocking to see.
Su Ziyu's chest ached with spasm. For a moment, her legs felt weak and her breathing stopped.
He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her face, but it stopped in mid-air, and tears fell inexplicably.
Seven years later, the woman he loved most in the world was finally so close to him again. It was so close that his heart was beating wildly.
As if he couldn't believe it, he closed his eyes, but opened them immediately.
That person is still there.
She changed her appearance and identity, but inside it was still her - Qian Ziqi. The eternal lover whom he once enshrined on the mirror in his heart.
Su Ziyu's eyes slowly fell and landed on her hands.
This hand was once held in his palm, gently, softly, and boneless. He liked to hold her hand, walk through the Qian family's garden, and twist a strand of hair around her ears for her. Su Ziyu knelt down quietly, and devoutly and carefully wrapped the hand on the bed in his palm. The satisfaction in his heart made him laugh silently.