Drunken Exquisiteness

Qin Tianjian, Qi Tiantai.

The night breeze on the high platform is rustling, and the floating clouds are like fog, lingering, and looking at the stage, only the empty night is seen around, and the starry sky is faint and far-reaching.

Mo Buping's gray cloth robe stood on a high platform, looking up at the sky. The wind made his hair, beard and sleeves erratic, but his solemn expression could not be blown through.

The Purple Star Palace is far away in the sky, and the Emperor Star is lonely, hidden behind the wind and fog, almost invisible. A fierce star appeared to the west, approaching the Purple Palace, and a sky star was waiting in the east.

The astrology is fierce, and he frowned deeply, holding his hand in thought. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he almost thought it was an illusion. Suddenly, there was a bright light in the Ziwei Palace. The clear light pierced the clouds and the fog, and the sky was covered in an instant, and the night sky turned into a vast tranquility again.

Mo Buping was suddenly shocked. Looking at the Ziwei Palace, the stars were clear, quietly shining in the sky, and the glory was awe-inspiring. "Shuangxingzhengong!" He couldn't say it to himself, "The sky travels in purple, the eternal phenomenon can be seen today!"

At this time, a figure rushed to Qi Tiantai, and a subordinate of Mingyi Building knelt forward and said: "The Feng Master urgently summons, please enter the palace immediately."

At the end of Yin's end, the Taisho Palace had already been confined to nine gates. After Mo Buping joined Xie Jing and Ming Ze, he entered the palace quietly from the upper gate, without stopping, and hurried to the middle palace.

I didn't see what happened in Miyagi, but it had already secretly increased several guards of the Forbidden Army, and in the dark, there was a sense of war. At this time, the guards outside the Hanguang Palace and the inner palace Gong'e were only subordinates of the Mingyi Building. The guards in the palace were not allowed to enter, and no one stopped along the way. Entering the inner hall, Mingzhi had been waiting for a long time.

There seemed to be no one in the hall, only a sapphire and phoenix buzzing lamp hung high on the side, and the heavy gold curtain cast a heavy shadow. In the dark place, Mo Buping saw a personal figure standing quietly behind the curtain, and his thin shoulders were lined with light and flowing black hair and splashed ink. Under the white clothes, his slender body stood upright with a straight back.

"Subordinates have seen Lord Phoenix!"

Qing Chen turned his head, Mo Buping saw a pair of sharp eyes through the mantle, a faint light pierced through the darkness, directly hitting people's hearts.

"The emperor is sick." Qing Chen said, the voice dark under the lampshade like a ray of night breeze, muffled and slightly cool.

Do not hesitate to feel tight, if the emperor is ill and called Mingyi Tower urgently, then the disease is obviously not trivial, so he immediately asked: "How is the emperor now?"

How's it going? Qing Chen gently raised his hand, and there was still blood on the side of his sleeve. It was his blood. Looking under the lamp, a few dark red splashes dripped on the white clothes, which was a bit hideous.

After returning to the palace after the banquet, Ye Tianling coughed up blood just as he stepped into the sleeping hall. Over the past few months, he has been taking the old wounds on the basis of the medicinal properties of Yulingzhi. He has always been strong and self-supporting over his daughter's banquet. However, this is not the most terrifying thing. The terrible thing is Afurong's toxicity, lurking deeply, waiting for an opportunity, and don't know when it will be fatal.

It's still stable now. I used other medicine to relieve the pain. People have fallen asleep, but everything is only for a while. Just like the sea before the storm, the undercurrents surging in the quietness of the dead zone, will set off the wind and waves at any time.

Qing Chen stepped out of the mantle and slowly said, "It's still good right now, the toxicity hasn't occurred yet, but once it happens, it's hard to tell."

"Poison?" Mo Buping asked in surprise, "Where does the poison come from? Couldn't even Lord Phoenix solve it?"

"Whether the poison can be solved depends on whether the emperor can sustain it. As long as it can sustain it, everything is easy to say."

The change was so serious that Mo Buping couldn't avoid it, and asked boldly: "What if you can't keep it up?"

"If you can't keep it going, it will be forever." Qing Chen's voice was quiet, and there was no wave of waves, but the place he passed was frozen and snowy, and the area of ​​Fengmu slightly signaled to Mingzhi, "Go and bring Huang Wenshang. "

In a moment, Huang Wenshang was taken here. When he entered the palace at dusk, he was confined, and he was kept alone in a quiet room with no view of the sun. In the middle of the night, when he was suddenly informed, Huang Wenshang had already been so frightened that his hands and feet were cold. Seeing Unequal under the dim light, it was even more difficult to conceal the panic. .

"Where did the medicine you used for the emperor come from? Who asked you to do this?" An extremely cold question came into your ears, and there was a feeling of icy blades, Huang Wenshang vaguely heard the voice of the queen, but It was extremely impractical, and he didn't dare to lift his head, and only trembled: "The emperor... The emperor used Yulingzhi as a tribute from Nanzhao."

"I'm asking A Furong, not Yu Lingzhi from Nanzhao."

In a word, as if the snow water poured down, the last trace of luck was completely shattered, and the governor Huang Wen was still in love, sweating like rain: "Chen...Ci...No..." In panic, he couldn't say a word.

"Let him raise his head."

Following these words, Huang Wenshang suddenly struggled on the back of his neck, and forced his head to face the person in front of him. In the shadows, I saw the queen looking at herself condescendingly. The beauty of the past was as cold as the heavens, and the lights were dim. She covered the jade-like face with a layer of evil spirits, and her heart-piercing eyes pierced her eyes. .

"I have no patience to instigate with you, don't say you don't know the properties of the medicine, and don't say any nonsense that no one instructs. If you answer the truth, maybe you can leave a whole body."

Huang Wenshang trembled like chaff, raised his head but did not dare to look at those eyes. He closed his eyes tightly: "Chen, you really don't know!"

The queen sneered like a silk on her lips, and her teeth lightly opened, leaving her words: "Ming Ze, help him think about it."

Huang Wenshang's hand behind his neck suddenly tightened when the words fell, and a scorching sensation suddenly passed into his body from the meridians, and instantly turned into a knife made of thousands of flames, like splitting muscles and bones, like heartburn blood. His whole body was in severe pain, and he opened his mouth to shout, but was clamped to his jaw, only making intermittent hoarse low noises, his face was flushed like blood while struggling, and his eyes were utterly round and painful.

The queen was standing a step away from him, her skirt flowing like snow, she looked at his distorted face without expression, she saw coldness, the bottomless cold collided with the raging fire, which could almost destroy the world.

It was only half a breath, Ming let his hand loose, Huang Wenshang was limp on the ground like mud, his body still trembling.

"Who instigated?" The question sounded again, and Huang Wenshang was completely relieved, almost unable to speak. Ming dragged him from the ground, patted several acupoints with his backhand, and shouted in a low voice: "Reply."

Huang Wenshang trembled, and after a lot of effort, he finally said a few words: "Chan... King Cham."

The night is waning, the sky will be bright, Qing Chen is standing alone on the side of the dormitory, behind him, the yellow gauze tent hangs quietly, and the people in the tent are asleep.

The candle was extinguished, casting a slender shadow on the screen of Liuyun painting, quietly standing still, motionless for a long time.

The sky gradually whitened outside the window screens, but there were still lights and shadows everywhere in the sleeping hall. It seemed that the morning light could not penetrate the deep darkness, nor could it penetrate the cold in my heart.

"Niang Niang, the early morning time is almost up." Across the screen, Yan Xi reminded in a low voice. Qing Chen closed his eyes slightly, as if he could imagine that at this time, on the road leading to Miyagi, one hundred officials from all directions entered the palace one by one, passing Fengtian Gate to Taiji Hall, three hundred and sixty-five days a year. , The early days discussed politics without hindrance.

Xiuluo Yunchang slowly flicked, and Yan Xi saw the queen walking out of the inner room. There was fatigue between her delicate eyebrows, and her voice was muted: "The emperor's dragon body is insecure."

"Yes." Yan Xi lowered his eyes and agreed. At this moment, he still seemed to see the **** expression of the emperor. After having been with the emperor for so many years, he had never felt like he was going to go up and down like this, and it seemed that he had no intentions. The previous injury was just a slight pain. As long as the medicine was used, it soon recovered. But last night, a mouthful of blood coughed up. If it weren't for the Queen’s injection, I’m afraid it would not be able to stop it. But it was actually poison, a poison that even the queen could not be sure of. If the emperor had any accident... Yan Xi shivered all over his body and didn't dare to think about it anymore. Only the queen stood there staring at a still burning light, her face was like water. Bo, Feng's eyes turned faintly, that calmness was unexpectedly unreasonable and reassuring.

"Yan Xi." A soft cough came from the tent, which was the voice of the emperor. Yan Xi hurriedly raised her head, and the queen had already turned quickly into the screen.

The tent was half-opened, Ye Tianling didn't know when he had already woke up, got up and sat on the couch, under the lamp, his silky satin coat was like snow, but his face was not as pale as his face. Qing Chen hurriedly stepped forward to hold on, and whispered softly: "Four brothers."

Ye Tianling smiled slowly at her and turned to Yan Xi: "Take the court clothes."

"His Majesty!"

"No!" Qing Chen wanted to get up, his wrist was suddenly clasped by Ye Tianling, her fingers trimmed in illness were thin, but the force underneath could not be resisted: "Go." He raised his head to Yan Xi.

Yan Xi didn't dare to disobey, he leaned forward and retreated. Ye Tianling shook Qing Chen's hand slowly, and said only a few words: "The battle in the East China Sea is tight."

War in the East China Sea. A strange red color appeared between Qing Chen's biting lips, and he met his dark eyes.

The heavenly navy gathered heavy troops, and the decisive battle with the Japanese pirates was imminent. Every move of the center could affect the situation of the battle. From this to the east, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were buried in the sea. The people of the Eastern Navy, civil servants and generals, and all the people in the world are waiting for the emperor's decision. At this time, if there is chaos in the sky, the consequences will be disastrous.

How can Qing Chen know this truth, and finally nodded in his gaze: "I take medicine."

Ye Tianling let go of her, and Qing Chen turned around and took the medicine, calmly, without a trace of panic. With a heart cut and a smile on his face, everyone can panic and helpless. She can't. She must be as calm as he is. At this moment, only she can support his sickness, support the battle in the East China Sea, and even the entire world.

"Although this medicine can't see the miraculous effect immediately, it can alleviate the pain." Her only gentle voice made him feel at ease.

Yuzhan came to her lips, but Ye Tianling suddenly turned her head, coughing hard to suppress her sleeves falling down, scarlet red again, severe pain in her chest, her hair densely covered with cold sweat.

Qing Chen held Luo Jin in his hand to wipe it hurriedly, listening to his hoarse voice asking: "That medicine, really can't you use it anymore?"

Feeling terrified, she resolutely shook her head: "No, if you continue to use it, you will never be able to get rid of it anymore. It must be better than life.

After a pause, Ye Tianling gradually eased, stretched out his hand to take the Yuzhan, raised his head and drank the medicine, with a thin smile: "I see."