The celebration banquet in the palace was still going on, but the emperor had lost his previous high spirits.
If Xia Lin really died, he knew that he would not be able to live for long.
Sun Fang'er said that the poison would backfire. Even if the poison could temporarily cure his illness, he would still die from it in the end.
The ministers who were unaware of the inside story were very puzzled to see that the emperor was so distraught because Xia Zian's brother died.
No matter how much the Emperor values the Regent, he can't be so upset over his brother-in-law, right
After drinking a few more glasses of wine, the emperor left the table first, claiming he was not feeling well.
After the emperor left, the celebration banquet naturally ended.
Xiao Xiao stood up almost immediately, rolled up his battle robe, and walked out of the Wanshou Hall.
Murong Jie caught up and said, "Zhuangzhuang is in the palace."
Xiao Xiao frowned, "Why are you in the palace?"
"Zi'an is in trouble." Murong Jie's eyes darkened. "Let's go. We'll talk on the way."
"Where is Prince An?" Xiao Xiao asked.
"He is in Xiwei Palace." Murong Jie added, "When the emperor left, he followed him. He should have gone to Xiwei Palace."
After months of separation, how can the pain of missing each other be alleviated by just seeing each other
"The emperor... I'm afraid he won't let him see it." Xiao Tuo came forward and said.
Xiao Xiao looked at Xiao Tuo with a rather stern gaze.
Xiao Tuo had always been afraid of this brother. Now that he saw his cold eyes, his mind immediately turned rapidly. What had he done wrong recently? No, first, he didn't watch decent women taking a bath, and second, he didn't steal chickens and dogs. So, his back straightened up.
Xiao Xiao asked, "Why are you here if you don't want to go to Hanshan?"
Xiao Tuo suddenly shrank half a head, "The Night King has many people..."
"You should go too. The imperial guards will more or less listen to you." Xiao Xiao said.
"I'll go right away!" Xiao Tuo walked away dejectedly.
Just as the two were about to turn around, they saw Qin Zhou following them, and next to Qin Zhou was A Jing, who had a wooden face.
"Your Highness, let's go back home?" Qin Zhou asked.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Murong Jie knew what she was going to do.
"Together?" Qin Zhou asked, but his tone was unquestionable.
Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, "General Qin?"
"General Xiao, I've long admired you!" Qin Zhou looked at the sharp-edged general in front of him. He had a cold and stern aura and was truly an outstanding figure.
"I've heard a lot about you!" Xiao Xiao said briefly.
"Let's go when you've had enough." Murong Jie had already taken a few steps with his hands behind his back.
The whole group went to the palace.
Zhuangzhuang has been staying by Zi'an's side. After Murong Jie left, Zi'an began to have nightmares again. He kept sweating coldly, feeling terrified and clenching his fists.
Zhuangzhuang tried to drink some soup, but this time he couldn't get it in and it all flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
"Oh, what should we do?" Zhuangzhuang burst into tears and looked at Hu Huanxi.
Hu Huanxi has always been resourceful, but this time, he was at a loss.
She also sat by the bed, listening to Zi'an's talking in his sleep. Others might not understand him, but she could.
In addition to calling her "Old Seven", she also mentioned some things from her previous life.
"Even the monks are powerless. Rouyao, do you have any solution?" Hu Huanxi asked Rouyao for help again.
"If there was a way, I would have used it long ago." Rouyao sat down, feeling tired and anxious.
Xiaosun came quickly to report: "Princess, the prince is back, and the general is here too."
Zhuangzhuang looked up and saw Xiaosun’s red face, looking at her eagerly.
Everyone looked at her with encouragement.
Everyone was worried about Zi'an, but they were also happy for her.
Zhuangzhuang stood up, her steps a little unsteady. She tidied her hair and clothes roughly and walked out.
It was late at night, the moonlight was as bright as a silver thread, and the gentle wind made the treetops rustle.
When Zi'an fell ill, Murong Jie ordered people to light up all the lanterns in the yard and hang lanterns on the trees. He said that he wanted this warm yard to be as bright as day, so that Zi'an would not be afraid of nightmares and darkness.
All the light was cast into Zhuangzhuang's eyes, tears blurred the light, and the person in the dream slowly walked towards him.
She could barely see clearly, but she knew it was him.
He has become much thinner, darker, more weathered and older, but his arrogance cannot be concealed.
The young man in my memory is almost thirty years old.
There were many people around her, but she only saw him.
The tall shadow enveloped her, the light and shadow behind him as hazy as the afterglow of a setting sun.
"I'm back!" he said.
The voice was low, gentle, and affectionate, as if it had traveled through time and suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Yeah!" she said.
His voice was choked with sobs, and he couldn't utter another word. When their eyes met, they were all filled with tears.
The two did not cry, but the people who were watching shed tears.
Hu Huanxi and Rouyao turned around, wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes, and went into the house with Murong Jie, Qin Zhou and others, leaving time and space to them.
Separation between life and death, I thought we would never see each other again in this life.
They have so much to say.
However, just after Murong Jie and others turned around and went in, they saw Wang Jun walking in quickly.
He walked quickly to Murong Jie's side and said, "My Lord, Prince Nan Huai is here."
Murong Jie's expression was cold for a moment, and then he said, "No."
Wang Jun whispered, "He brought someone and said he could wake the princess up."
Murong Jie's eyes suddenly flashed, "Who is it?"
"It's Shangqiu next to him."
"Is it him?" Murong Jie narrowed his eyes, revealing a cold light.
Qin Zhou said: "If someone can save Zi'an, please come in!"
Rouyao said, "Yes, anyone who can wake Zi'an up, please come in first, no matter who it is."
Murong Jie said in a deep voice: "Please ask them to come in."
"Yes!" Wang Jun took the order and left.
Zhuangzhuang and Xiaoxiao walked in. They heard it at the door. Zhuangzhuang came in and asked, "Are you afraid it's a trap?"
Murong Jie said: "With several pairs of eyes watching, I don't believe he can come up with any tricks."
That’s true, but Shangqiu is a little... hard to figure out. When they left Beijing before, the master and servant suffered a loss once. Is this a counterattack
Whatever it is, it's not out of good intentions.
While they were guessing, they saw Wang Jun leading King Nan Huai and Shang Qiu in.
Prince Nan Huai walked up to Zhuang Zhuang and bowed respectfully, "Greetings, little aunt!"
"Hmm!" Zhuangzhuang stared at him. He hadn't seen him for a while and he had lost a lot of weight.
Shangqiu also stepped forward to greet them one by one.
Murong Jie locked his eyes with his. "You don't know what the princess' illness is, how can you say you can save her?"
Shangqiu said confidently: "Your Highness, although I am not as proficient in medicine as the princess, I have heard that the princess is trapped in a nightmare, and I know what is going on."
"What's going on?" Murong Jie asked.
Shangqiu said: "Nightmares are the chaos in the mind, trapped in the mind, depressed and unable to express, it is the sinking of thoughts. Depravity is also the darkness of the spirit, which will lead to the suffocation of qi and blood, thus trapping the mind and making it impossible to wake up."
"How to treat it?" Murong Jie didn't understand the explanation. He just wanted to know how to wake Zi'an up.
Prince Nan Huai stepped forward and said, "Seventh Brother, Seventh Sister-in-law can wake up, but I have a request."
(End of this chapter)