When Ling'er entered the room, a large group of girls and guards had already knelt down in the room, and they all lowered their heads, as if they were terrified. She blinked her eyes, looked at the sky lying on the bed with her eyes tightly closed and a face of peace and serenity, and said to herself, fortunately, the master sleeps more heavily after drinking the medicine, otherwise he wouldn't be woken up!
Seeing such a battle, Ling'er asked strangely: "General, what happened?"
Fu Tzu was sitting by the bed, still maintaining his usual gentle expression, but at first glance, Ling'er suddenly felt chills all over her body, as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her head. Xi Choo asked: "Rong Le has a headache, you didn't let me ask the doctor? And the medicine you decocted for Rong Le" "Where did you get that prescription? "
When Ling'er heard about it, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "General, master's headache is an old problem, and it will be fine after drinking the medicine and sleeping, so there is no need to ask a doctor. Ordinary doctors can also see it." There is no such problem. The prescription..." It was given by our emperor when the master and I came to your place. The master has used this medicine every month for so many years, so there should be no problem. "
Fu Zhao's eyes froze, she had to take medicine every month, and he didn't know it at all. "Then why is her pulse weak at this moment, her heartbeat is extremely slow, and she has no breath at all?"
Ling'er was taken aback, "What? Master has no breath?" She was startled, and she came to the bed in three steps and stretched out her hand to test the breath of the sky, she was horrified, but she really didn't have breath. Her complexion changed drastically, she panicked instantly, and murmured: "Ah? This, this... What's going on here? How could it be like this? It wasn't done like this before", "
She panicked and lost her hunt, and she was a little incoherent.
Bo Cho grabbed her hand, "What should it be like before?"
"In the past, in the past..." After drinking the medicine, the master just... fell asleep, slept very deeply, and it was not easy to wake up, and the rest was no different from usual! "Ling'er's face was pale, and the more she spoke, the more anxious she was, and she was about to cry.
Bo Cho lowered his eyes and thought for a while, his gentle eyes flickered sharply, and asked again: "Did you make this medicine? Did you ever leave the pharmacy when you made it?"
Ling'er nodded, thought about it carefully, and said: "At that time, I heard someone calling me outside, like the voice of the master, but I went out to check, but I didn't see the master, I don't know if I heard it wrong gone."
With a gloomy look in Fu Zhao's eyes, he let go of Ling'er's hand, and said to the guards below: "The doctor hasn't arrived yet? Go invite me again! Invite me all the most famous doctors in the capital. Ling'er, what are you doing today? Bring over the dregs of the medicine, and the prescription that Rongle usually takes." After giving the order, he stood up and glanced at the crowd, his gentleness was full of majestic warnings, and said: "No one is allowed to go out for tonight's matter Talking nonsense, even discussing in private is not acceptable, if this general knows who spread the news, he will not be lightly forgiven! Do you understand?"
"Yes. General."
Fu Chou nodded and said, "Go down and watch. Chang Jian, you stay."
Everyone dispersed, except for Man Tian who was unconscious in the room, they stabbed the waiter and Chang Jian, the waiter suddenly clenched his fists, and his brows as cold as swords were raised little by little, "Go to the prince!" Mansion, bring me the fragrance of traces." She was the only one with the same voice as Rong Le.
"Yes." Chang Jian took the order and left.
Fu Tiaozhong sat down again, and two lamps were lit in the room. The lights flickered in the evening wind, and the dim and interlaced light and shadow hit his handsome face, revealing the anxiety and anxiety hidden deep in his heart. nervous.
"Rong Le", there is no room for outsiders, his call is full of passion, his brows are deeply furrowed, and he holds her cold fingers tightly, "I will not let you have any trouble, no matter who wants to harm you, I will No mercy.
That night, the people in General Wei's mansion were in a state of panic, and the servants walked with the sound of the wind. Almost all the well-known doctors in the city gathered in the General's Mansion, but after a whole night of tossing, everyone took turns to see the doctor, no matter whether the needles were given or the medicine was administered, the woman lying in bed still did not respond.
The doctors shook their heads one by one, and said blankly: "I have been practicing medicine for many years, and I have never encountered this kind of situation. It doesn't seem to be poisoned, nor does it seem to be sick. Apart from not breathing, the heartbeat is slow. But it's still stable, although the pulse is weak, it can't be seen abnormally """ Please forgive the villain for being helpless, general please be smart! "
After the doctors tested the prescription and the residue of the bowl of medicine, they said that there was nothing wrong with it. They were almost all soothing and analgesic medicines. Among them, there were three special medicines, which were rare in the Central Plains. They also said for a while There is no reason.
Chang Jian returned to the mansion and whispered to Bo Chou: "The prince is in Miss Chenxiang's room tonight, and Miss Chenxiang said it's inconvenient to come out."
Fu Zhao's eyes sank, and there was forbearable anger in his deep eyes, and he waved Chang Jian back.
At this time, his mind was in a mess, his mind was no longer clear, he paced back and forth in the room, his heart was impetuous that he hadn't experienced in many years.
At dawn, Chang Jian reminded him several times that it was time to go to court, but Fu Tuo ignored him, looking at the woman lying quietly in the bed without breathing, suddenly felt that everything in life was meaningless.
He sent everyone away, bent down to hug her, thinking about his life journey in the past 21 years, he couldn't help feeling sad.
This time, he wanted to let her go, but someone was unwilling to let him go.
The lights in the house went out, and the sky outside was gray and endless. He suddenly thought, it would be great if he could just keep holding her like this. At least she won't push back, struggle, or say those words to hurt him.
When Man Tian regained consciousness, she felt a slight heat in her neck and a heavy weight on her body, making her a little breathless. She gently opened her eyes, and heard a weak and sad sigh: "Rongle, what should I do?"
She froze for a moment. Was this voice from Fu Zhao? The richness in her eyes seems gentle and gentle like a gentleman, but in fact her thoughts are deep and unpredictable, and she always counts everything. How can such a person make such a powerless voice? Moreover, when did he enter the room and hug her so tightly, she didn't even notice it!
"General." She hesitated for a moment, then called him softly.
Fu Tzu was startled, and suddenly raised his head, surprise appeared in his eyes, "Rong Le, are you... awake?"
Nodding all over the sky, slightly suspicious, did she feel strange when she woke up? Why is he so happy? And that look doesn't look like a fake at all. She moved her body and said, "General, can you get up? Pressing me like this... I can't breathe."
Wo Cho was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically and sat up. But his eyes kept staring at her, with a bit of greed, as if he was afraid that if he missed a point, he would never be able to see her again.
Man Tian propped himself up to sit up, and saw that his eyes were a little blue, with red bloodshot eyes, as if he had accumulated countless exhaustions and was exhausted physically and mentally. Man Tian was stunned. I haven't seen him for more than 20 days. How did he look like this? Looking at the sky outside, at this time in the past, he should have gone to court, why is he guarding beside her bed today? She couldn't help laughing in confusion: "The general is so strange today? It's already this hour, why don't you go to court? Are you not afraid of His Majesty's blame?"
Fu Zhao looked at her, his lips moved, but he didn't speak, and suddenly, he hugged her violently again.
Mantian might as well, her chest was hurting from the impact, she struggled slightly, but Bo Cho's arms were like iron clamps, she couldn't move at all.
"General..."
"Rongle...don't move, don't talk, just like this...let me hold you for a while, just for a while." Fu Tzu closed his eyes, and the deep sadness that never existed in his eyes was covered up like that, no one could invisible. His voice was extremely soft, with a gentle and begging tone, which made people listen to his heart. Unconsciously astringent, unable to refuse.
Man Tian was stunned, stopped struggling, and let him hold him quietly. After a while, she felt a little tired from being stiff all the time, so she relaxed, and put her chin on his shoulder casually.
Bo Cho's body shook, his arms tightened even more, as if he wanted to draw her into his life. Her body is slender and soft, and the feeling of holding her is so real, he seems to smell the smell of happiness. At this moment, such a strong desire for emotion makes his empty, dark heart filled with hatred seem to be injected with a wave. The light gradually became brighter.
He let go of his arm, and gently stroked her face, "Rongle, the capital is not peaceful these days, please don't go out of the house for now, and rest at home. If you need to go out of the house to do something, just tell me, I will Help you arrange. I'm leaving, and I'll come back to accompany you in the evening." After finishing speaking, she smiled softly and asked Ling'er to help her wash up. Then she went out of the garden and asked the steward to give her a detailed explanation before leaving.
"Come here, prepare the carriage and go to the Dongjiao Inn." It was time for him to go back.
In Qingmi Garden, "Master, you finally woke up. You scared me to death!" Ling'er cried happily as soon as she entered the door.
Mantian asked: "What happened?!"
While fetching water and waiting for her to wash up, Ling'er told her what happened last night.
Frowning all over the sky, he was silent for a moment, feeling that this matter was really strange.
After breakfast, she asked Ling'er to call Xiang Ying, but she heard noises coming from the gate of the garden.
Walking all over the sky, seeing two strange guards at the door, they asked, "What's going on?"
The guards hurriedly saluted, Ling'er said angrily: "Master, they won't let me go out."
Frowning all over the sky, he asked, "Why don't you let me go?"
The guard said in a respectful voice: "Returning to Madam, the general has ordered that Madam Yuxiu is not well, and Miss Ling'er should stay by Madam's side at all times, and it is not appropriate to go out."
The light in Man Tian's eyes changed slightly, he frowned and glanced at them, and then glanced again, feeling that there seemed to be many guards and secret guards in the whole Qing Mi Garden. Only then did she understand what Fu Zhao said when he left. What did he mean by doing this? Could it be that he found out about her meeting with Xiao Ke yesterday, and put her under house arrest in order not to let her interfere? Her gaze sank, and she said in a dignified voice: "If Madam Ben wants to go out for a walk, can't she?"
The guards were taken aback by her look, their eyes flickered, and they lowered their heads and replied: "The general ordered..."
Man Tian interrupted: "Just tell me, is it okay or not?"
The guard was startled, shocked by her sudden aura, but had no choice but to answer, so he had to whisper: "Mrs. Hui... no."
Man Tian's eyes became sharper, and he sneered: "Isn't that Xiang Ying also allowed to enter this garden?!!
The guard said: "Yes."
Man Tian didn't say anything, and knew it was useless to embarrass them, so he turned and went back to the house.
"Master, why did the general do this?" Ling'er couldn't understand, but Man Tian just waved his hands lightly, signaling her not to say any more.
The capital, the imperial mausoleum in the northern suburbs. The tombs of the royal family of Lintian Kingdom in the past dynasties were all built here. They are magnificent and magnificent, occupying more than half of the northern suburbs.
Siyun Mausoleum is different from other mausoleums. This is an exquisite underground tomb built later, divided into three rooms inside and outside.
Cold jade is the wall, and ice water is the pool. This small space is so cold that it makes people shiver all year round. In the ice pool in the center of the tomb is a jade sarcophagus carved with a phoenix. The inside of the coffin is surrounded by exquisite and lifelike ice jade lotuses. In the center of the lotus is a woman lying flat. The middle man is more like a flower fairy in the form of a lotus.
Zongzheng Wuyou stood quietly in front of the jade coffin, motionless like a statue. He has a calm face, only those eyes that are usually evil are full of deep love and nostalgia at this moment.
After leaving the capital for more than a year, it's time to spend time with my mother. He thought so.
In the past, he always came here every three months to stay with his mother for a day, seeing her peaceful face, he always felt at ease.
In his life, until today, he has loved three people deeply.
One is his mother, who left him forever in a nightmare-like tragedy thirteen years ago, and buried in his heart his strong hatred for another person he loved deeply.
He hated his father as much as he loved his mother.
He raised his hand to lightly touch the sarcophagus, and his fingertips brushed lightly over the jade surface above the woman's face in the coffin. The air in the tomb was so cold that it almost froze when exhaled, and the priceless night pearls hanging all around gave off a cold and pale light. There are two eyes-like faces inside and outside the coffin, with different yang and softness, but the same pale as paper.
In Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes, there was a strong sadness overflowing, and those emotions that were usually suppressed and concealed were always revealed in front of his closest relatives, giving himself a breathing room.
He looked at his mother's face, and told her in his heart the deepest unknown thoughts buried in his heart.
i fell in love with someone...
When she loves me, I don't know that I love her.
By the time I knew I loved her, she had given up on me and married someone else.
This is my love!
Zongzheng Wuyou stayed in this mausoleum for a month. Fortunately, he used the water of the cold pool to practice exercises for many years, and his ability to resist the cold air was strong. If it was an ordinary person, he would not be able to stand it if he stayed for a day.
"Prince", Leng Yan called softly outside the door of the tomb.
Zongzheng Wuyou's expression faltered, he immediately turned around and walked out, asking, "What's the matter?"
Leng Yan reported: "The descendants of the Qin family have news."
Zongzheng Wuyou's gaze froze, and the corners of his brows and eyes were instantly cold, and he opened his mouth to say a word: "Say.
Leng Yan said: "We found out that a child of the Zuo family was rescued by people from the Tianqiu Sect and was taken under the sect, but it is still not sure who that child is."
"Heavenly Chou Sect!" Zongzheng Wuyou said in a low voice. Tianqiu Sect, that is a sect that is not well-known, but its strength should not be underestimated. They act in a low-key manner and rarely walk around in the rivers and lakes. Whenever they take action, they must be hit with a single blow, never dragging their feet, and disappear quickly afterwards without leaving even a trace.
Zongzheng Wuyou half-closed his phoenix eyes, walked a few steps, and said, "What's the relationship between Xi Chou and Tianchou Sect?"
Leng Yan replied: "Not sure yet."
"Continue to investigate." After Zongzheng Wuyou finished speaking, he pondered for a while, looking at the empty white walls of the mausoleum all around, and asked, "How...how are you recently?"
Leng Yan was waiting for him to ask this question, and quickly replied: "Princess Rong Le seems to have intentionally intervened in the assassination of Prince Chenfeng of Qingliang Lake."
Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes slanted slightly, unable to see the emotion in his eyes, he turned around slightly, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and said, "It doesn't seem like it. She will definitely intervene in this matter."
Leng Yan was slightly surprised, and didn't understand why the prince was so sure, but if the prince didn't say anything, he naturally wouldn't ask. So, he said again: "Last night, all the doctors in the capital were invited to the residence of the General of the State of Wei. I don't know why? The Qingmi Garden where Princess Lechang lives is ordered that no one is allowed to enter or leave, not even Princess Rongle's guards are allowed.
Zongzheng Wuyou's heart skipped a beat, what is it that needs to alarm the doctors in the whole city? Let the general who went to court in spite of the weather or even sick take leave? He wrinkled his brows tightly, and there was anxiety in his eyes. He pondered for a moment, "Tell Lao Jiu to go and see her. He must see her in person. If there is anything unusual, report it quickly." "Yes."
The afternoon sun was so hot that it shone hot on people, as if they were about to be ignited.
Fu Tzu entered an inconspicuous cabin behind the bamboo forest of the Eastern Suburb Inn, and was ordered to stay outside. After he entered the room, he lifted the desk, touched the mechanism, and opened the door of the secret passage.
It was a dark and dense passage, which was extremely long and narrow. As soon as he entered here, he felt invisible pressure under the hood, and his steps began to slow down a lot unconsciously.
"See the young master!" After walking through the secret passage and arriving at the spacious hall, the guards everywhere saw him and bowed respectfully.
Bo Chou didn't even raise his eyes. Every hall he walked through could only see two colors, bright red and pitch black, representing blood and hatred respectively, reminding him all the time how he survived for so many years.
After bypassing several halls, he came to a house with a huge stone door. He paused for a moment, with complex expressions in his eyes, and finally turned firm. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but heard a voice from inside. It is deep and hoarse, as if cut by a blunt knife, and it does not love men and women.
"You're back? Come in.!"
Red face, white hair, pain