Li Huang

"Weir, what did the imperial doctor say?" Shen Xiyao asked me while Zhang Dehai was careful about serving dishes, watching the delicacies on the table.

I tilted my head and clamped a piece of lotus root on the plate with golden chopsticks. I stopped my hand, and met his affectionate eyes, and smiled: "The emperor, the concubine is not a serious problem, but I suffered in the Mingjingtang. The wind is cold."

I said lightly: "When Dr. Zhang came, the concubine was very sleepy, so he let him go down without allowing him to pulse carefully."

I met his concerned gaze, and Chu Chu smiled and said: "The concubine thought, there was wind and cold on the left and right, and when I woke up sweating, I felt a lot relaxed. It should be fine."

Shen Xiyao frowned: "It's better to let the imperial physician carefully diagnose and treat."

I snorted softly: "The emperor, the concubine does not like the imperial doctor." Tears filled my eyes: "When the imperial concubine saw the imperial doctor, he thought of his father..."

Seeing me so sad, he naturally stopped saying anything, and gave me a plate of sweet-scented sweet-scented lotus root in front of me: "Okay, it's my fault, but if you feel unwell again, you must let the royal doctor come and see it."

I nodded and picked up the lotus root to be sent into the mouth. Suddenly, there was a pain in my abdomen. With a trembling of my hand, the lotus root piece fell on the porcelain plate bordered by gold and jade.

Shen Xiyao was startled, put down his chopsticks, his eyes were worried.

Little sweat oozes from my forehead, but I forcibly resisted picking up the flask and stood up: "The emperor,"

I gave him a relieved smile, and poured the aged pear white in the jug into the pair of golden plum blossom-style cups in front of me. The white and transparent aquarium made a pleasant "dingdong" when poured into the cup. sound.

I looked at the cup on my left, a little hesitant in my heart, but still handed the cup to Shen Xiyao.

"The emperor," I raised my glass and smiled charmingly: "The concubine respected the emperor to show his gratitude."

After I finished talking and drank it, Shen Xiyao looked at me, smiled, raised his head, and he drank all the wine in the glass.

I sat down slowly with a sincere smile, looked at the bright lights in the room, and looked at the side face of Shen Xiyao next to me. That face looked unreally handsome and gentle under the soft and bright candle light, no more The emperor's hostility is more of a scroll.

If I didn't know what he did in my heart, I couldn't believe that the man in front of me was the murderer of my father.

However, he is the emperor.

I remind myself. He wants to take full power for him and remove all obstacles to his country. Those people or things that block his way forward must be removed.

This is something an emperor must do, but I cannot accept it. After all, that is my father.

There was a tremor, and the pain in his abdomen gradually hit. I feel that my hands and feet are getting cold, and I gradually feel weak. I forced a smile and talked with Shen Xiyao slowly, keeping my thoughts away from the worries in my heart, so that the pain would be lessened.

However, I couldn't reject that idea in my heart, the thing that I actually didn't want to face. Anytime, as long as tonight is past, after tonight, I should be dead soon.

Child, I am willing to take you away, but I don't want you to be a step ahead of me.

My heart aches. What if he didn't do those things?

Maybe I can really be a good queen, a good wife, and a good mother.

Maybe I can really forget Xi He and treat him as a beautiful encounter in my life.

However, everything may be impossible now.

There are already four heaters in the Dongnuan Pavilion. When I left before, I personally added incense powder into it, and it burned with a rich fragrance. At this time, the entire Dongnuan Pavilion is like a spring garden, full of warmth and fragrance of flowers. Coupled with the bright red color layout, as well as the patterns of golden phoenix and dragons that can be seen everywhere, the dignified atmosphere also has a slight sense of narrowness.

"You know, after meeting you, what I think about the most is not who you are, but whoever you are, whether you are a concubine, a queen, or a fairy. I just want to be with you after years Side by side watching the full moon after the wind and rain in the world."

Shen Xiyao took my hand and sat on the phoenix bed deep in the Dongnuan Pavilion. His eyes were like the brightest sunlight in the morning, and his smile was like the bright sun shining on a blue wave in summer, and he With the warmth that made me feel just right, his hands gently stroked my face. Gradually, a layer of drunkenness rose in his eyes, and that drunkenness gradually deepened.

When I saw the light in the dark eyes suddenly disappeared, I softly attached to his ear and said softly, "But, Shen Xiyao, did you think about this when you attacked my father?"

My expression must be full of hatred, but he can no longer see or hear.

At this time, Shen Xiyao was lying on the **** bed, breathing evenly.

He has gone to sleep, and when I was the only one waiting at the Xi Nuan Pavilion, I had smeared poison on the wall of the wine glass. When I tried the wine, I just tried the wine in the jug, so the silver needle would not change color. When the wine is poured into the glass, it is naturally stained with poison.

This poison is colorless and tasteless. It can make people fall asleep and then stop breathing in their sleep. It is a painless way to die.

I listened to the rustling wind outside and the empty surroundings, and I was not afraid of being discovered.

Because just before, when he walked into the Dongnuan Pavilion with me in his arms, he personally ordered the guards to stay far away under the three-story platform of the Dongnuan Pavilion. It also made Zhang Dehai stay under the thirty-six steps.

I leaned down and looked at his peaceful sleeping face. His face was reddish because of the alcohol, and his eyes became clearer and handsomer. At this time, he took off the emperor's coat, and he was a man who could easily hurt anyone.

My heart squeezed, my mouth tightened uncontrollably, my breathing was rapid, my heart beats suddenly and violently, and my eyes were even moist.

I sat next to him, staring blankly at the golden feather tent, suddenly I felt a glance pass me.

Subconsciously glanced at Shen Xiyao who was lying on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, his breathing gradually became low and slightly lowered, and Yao Jin had already taken effect.

But after a while, his breathing will stop completely. But looking at his gradually pale face, there was unwarranted worry in my heart.

I took a deep breath, and my eyes fell on the rosewood cabinet in the corner, where I had already prepared the three-foot white silk.

I know that after tonight, we should meet on Huangquan Road. Fortunately, after drinking Meng Po soup, no one remembers who.

My brother and family are bound to be implicated.

But Shen Xiyao is dead, and there is no prince under his knees. In order to protect herself, the queen mother will let Xi He sit on the throne. I believe that Xi He will not embarrass my family as much as he once promised me.

I believe in his promise.

Close your eyes. The bits and pieces of the eighteen years have come to my heart.

The most memorable thing is that apart from my father, brother and mother, he was the Qianqian gentleman who played flute and discussed flute with me in Yanbo Pavilion and talked about poetry and fu.

Also, I can't deny looking at Shen Xiyao, who is sleeping in front of me, my husband on Pengdao Yaotai.

Only then was he my real husband. Even if it was short, even if I didn't admit it at that time, he really was.

I looked in the direction of Yanboting through the window, there is no such flute sound tonight, maybe in the days to come, there will be no more. Perhaps this is the only thing I can do for myself and for my heart.

Xihe, I believe that if he takes over the imperial power of this Daxi, he will not be inferior to his emperor brother. Even if you become an emperor, you have to give up a lot, but you can achieve more.

I walked to the door and bolted the door firmly. Close up the skirt on her body. The endless cold invaded again. The pain in the abdomen took over.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, and the palm of my hand was greasy. I wiped my hands on my skirt, and I touched my abdomen with my hands, and smiled sadly. Whether the child fell, it was a blessing for the child.

Being born in an emperor’s house is most helpless and sad.

Just let him reincarnate and be an ordinary person, don't worry about the fratricide between the hands and feet, will not be infinitely dangerous in the deep palace, but will live a happy life happily and steadily.

When I walked to the rosewood cabinet, I opened the drawer on the bottom and glanced at the small wooden box inside. I resisted the urge to take it out, but looked at it with nostalgia. With every look, the boundless old things rushed to my heart, wet my eyes, and tears fell, one by one hitting the box. On the yellow lid.

I sighed heavily, and finally locked the drawer and threw the key out of the window.