The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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When I learned that Murong Jie was back, everyone was here. Murong Jie didn't want to see it, but since I came back, I always saw it.

There is nothing to say, and everyone does not want to comfort, or say empty words, such as Zi An will come back, she will be fine.

Everyone understands that these words have no meaning.

Even if Zi'an escaped Chu Jing's poisonous hands, how could he solve the poisonous poison of the same life Gu?

The little emperor, accompanied by his mother and empress, also came.

The fifteen-year-old dissatisfied child looks very similar to his father, but he is a bit more elegant than his father. At a young age, he has this temperament, and he has read many books.

The day he ascended the throne, he said in the court that he would be a good emperor like the regent.

A minister secretly reminded that the regent is not an emperor, but the little emperor glared at his eyes, "I said yes, yes."

No one refuted that the thirteen-year-old would sit there, and there would be a royal spontaneity.

When the emperor saw Murong Jie, he knelt down and kowtowed. This emperor used to be in the court hall, facing the first class ministers in the meeting room, always posing as young and old, even in front of his mother empress It is always silent and silent.

But after meeting Murong Jie, he knelt down and cried like a tearful man.

When a child is an emperor, although he is supported by King Yuedong and Yuan Xueyuan, how much pressure he can withstand is only his own understanding.

Murong Jie lifted him up, wiped away his tears, and said: "You are an emperor, an adult, do not cry like a child."

"The nephew missed the uncle, and the nephew was uncomfortable." The emperor was only a half-old child.

The Queen Mother looked sad and turned her head to wipe her tears.

The two uncles and nephews talked in the study for about an hour. When the emperor came out, he pulled Murong Jie's sleeve like a child and said, "Don't leave the future."

Murong Jie smiled, the smile was very sad, "I don't know, just look at it."

It has been almost summer now, and the weather is gradually getting hotter, but the Queen Mother feels that there is a flicker of breath in Murong Jie.

At this age, even if he is not a raging horse in fresh clothes, it should be when the spirit is full of anger. This lifeless death can only be seen in the elderly.

The Queen Mother remembered Zi An and felt uncomfortable in her heart. She had done many wrong things. Zi An scolded her and made her awake and sensible.

She only hoped that the wrong thing she had done was not what caused Zi An to disappear.

When she left, she came to the door and said to the emperor: "You wait for the mourning house for a while. The mourning house goes to say something to your uncle."

The emperor thought she was going to comfort Murong Jie and said: "Okay, I am waiting for my mother outside."

The Empress Dowager walked back, and Murong Jie was still standing in front of the gallery looking at the falling flowers. She took a deep breath and walked up, "Your lord, Ai's family has a few words to tell you."

Murong Qimeifeng slightly curled up, "What the Queen Mother will say, this king probably knows, but need not say."

The Empress Dowager shook her head, "No, Ai's family did not want to persuade the lord to relax, but the prince can still remember the case in the suburbs? The case where the couple died together."

Murong Chi slowly turned his face around, his eyes suddenly cold, "Of course I remember."

That case caused Zi An to have nightmares for many days. The Queen Mother saw his cold eyes, and she felt a little trembling in her heart. Her hands were down, her fists were tightly clenched in her wide sleeves, and her fright was suppressed. People did it. Before that case, I took Zi'an's hair and the charm given by Yi Guifei

The mantra burned together, it was a mantra from Xianbei. "

Murong Jie was furious, "Why are you doing this?"

The Queen Mother ’s tears fell sharply, “I ’m sorry, Aijia is forced.” “Must do it? How many times do you have to do it? Why do you do this every time, you hurt people and then come out and say sorry, how do you have to do it? , What Zi An has paid for your mother and son, you know in your heart that she forgive you three times and four times

she was. "

The Empress Dowager was scolded, and she kept crying and saying sorry.

Murong Jie suppressed his anger, "What will happen to this spell?" The Queen Mother sobbed and said: "Yi Guifei said at the time, if this spell would take effect, it would cast a shadow on the magician, once it touched a Incentives, such as seeing someone die, seeing what they saw that day, the person will collapse, and eventually they may die of themselves, unless this person is very psychological

Large, can withstand the traction of spells. "

Murong Jie was cold all over, rage rolling in his heart, and wished to kill the woman in front of him with a palm.

At that time, many people died on Miaojiang Mountain. If the dead person is an inducement, then how can Zi'an withstand the spell?

I also heard from Wu Yanzu that Zi'an had nightmares when he was on the mountain, proving that symptoms had already appeared.

If Zi An died of curse, the person who killed Zi An was the woman in front of him who bore Zi An's many favors.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Go away, don't appear in front of this king again."

The Empress Dowager watched him furiously to the extreme face, and couldn't even say a word of sorry to her lips, and went away with tears.

Murong Jie didn't know how to get back to the room. In the past two years, there was always a hope in her heart, that is, Zi An had a scar on his hand, and Chu Jing's people died so much, she faced Chu Jing, Perhaps there is still the possibility of survival.

But if her biggest enemy is herself, how can she resist?

Sitting in the chair he used to sit before, he only felt that one heart was dead, and even breathing was meaningless.

He covered his face with both hands, tears oozed out of his fingers, and Zi'an had been in trouble for more than two years. He hadn't shed a tear, and he couldn't give up first.

But at this moment, he felt that his hardship was self-deception.

Nothing is more terrible than despair.

Death is overbearing, but even more overbearing than death, you do n’t know how she died. Zi An ’s disappearance has become a mystery. He wants to solve it, but he ca n’t find it, nor can she find her.

He searched for two years, trying to find evidence that she was still alive.

On a trip back to Beijing, all his hopes went out.

Zi An!

He shouted the name frantically, and these years, he always talked to the air like a fool, pretending that he was still by his side.

The door was gently pushed open, and Grandma walked in carefully.

But he didn't speak, just stood quietly.

Murong Jie calmed his expression and wanted to let her out.

Grandma suddenly said when he looked up, "Master, let the slave-servant stay here quietly for a while. The slave-servant always looks forward to someone in this room for two years."

Her voice was crying, and the kind of sorrow was too thick to melt away. Murong Jie's heart seemed to be hit suddenly, and the pain was unstoppable!