Si Tian Guan

Chapter 215

I don't know if she was reminded and started to pay more attention. Concubine Yu didn't want to think too much, and couldn't help but become suspicious. She always felt that she had a stuffy nose just now, and now she was chilling.

Or just sent his son out and stood on the steps lost in thought for too long?

Or was Zhuang Meiren getting too close when she greeted her yesterday?She remembered Zhuang Meiren's nasal voice was very heavy, did she catch the cold and pass it on to herself?

Thinking of Qu Chenzhou's pair of glazed pupils seemed to see him through, so calm and serious, although it was just a word of concern, it was more like a trial.

Before going to sleep, she specially ordered to burn a charcoal fire, and added an extra layer of quilt, and then fell asleep full of anxiety.

Dreams are also unstable.

Sometimes, she was in a relationship with that person, and the supreme happiness that the emperor failed to give her was repaid, like rolling in a fire, like cooking in water, her whole body was drenched with sweat.

Sometimes it’s goodbye to that person, the baby between his legs is gone, and his whole body is as weak as a dead person just dug out of the grave.

Behind Zhou Huaishan was his son's smirk as cold as an iceberg, which made her shiver uncontrollably as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

After repeated repeated torments, she finally woke up in a daze. It was still dark outside, and the candles were extinguished so that there were only two candles in the outer room. She didn't sleep for a long time.

She was so cold that she realized that she had overreacted before, but she couldn't cover her with too many quilts, leaving only one quilt in her hand, most of her body was exposed, hot from the outside to the inside, from the inside to the outside cold outside.

The worst-case scenario finally happened.

"Come here," she said in a hoarse voice, ringing the bell beside the bed, "Go get the imperial physician."

Every year in this season, there are many people who suffer from wind and cold, and many medicines are always on hand. The imperial physician who was watching the night had just entered the Chaoyang Palace, and the warm soup and medicine had already been delivered.

It was indeed just an ordinary cold, the imperial doctor watched her drink the soup, asked the maid to lower the curtain, wrote the prescription slowly, ordered the medicine in a soft voice, packed the medicine box and prepared to leave.

The maid carrying the palace lantern had just opened the curtain when a painful groan came out of the curtain, and the quilt that was already neatly covered was kicked halfway down, squeezing the curtain open a thin crack.

The occluded heat and ambiguous breath rushed towards the face, and the intermittent groans|groans inside became more and more clearly heard.

The imperial doctor hurriedly dropped the medicine box and approached the bed.

"What's wrong with your mother? Please allow me to inquire."

But before the maid at the side could get Concubine Yu's hand out of the curtain, she suddenly screamed and was pulled in by Concubine Yu's whole body.

"Your Majesty! Don't! You...how do you..."

The little palace maid's exclamation was only halfway through, and then she was pushed out heavily. Concubine Yu turned over and rolled off the bed, her breathing was hot, her eyes were red, her cheeks were drunk, and the curtain could no longer hide her unusual appearance.

Even the imperial physician was taken aback, and didn't know whether to advance or retreat. While hesitating, Concubine Yu seemed to smell a jackal smelling of meat. She stumbled up and threw him to the ground.

"Your Majesty!" The imperial physician panicked and pushed subconsciously, the soft and warm body was in his hand, he was so frightened that he withdrew his hands and came back and didn't dare to move again, just for such a delay, the belt had already been torn off.

"Why did you come..."

Breathing with moisture on his Adam's apple, Concubine Yu seemed to have turned into a girl in Huaichun at this moment, whispering softly, and poked her frail and boneless fingertips into the skirt.

"I've called you several times, why did you come here?"

"Where did you go? Have fun, don't you dare to come..."

"He's not here today, stay here..."

The imperial physician was stunned and looked around in a hurry. The maid covering her face covered her face and ran out screaming: "Come here... Come here..."

But Concubine Yu couldn't hear anything, she just felt that she was extremely happy, the happiness she hadn't seen for a long time.

She is nothing now, not a cautious concubine in the deep palace, not a trembling mother, nor a dishonest younger sister.

It is not a bargaining chip that is watched by all parties and caught in the middle.

Just herself.

In the world that is about to be turned upside down, there is only herself and supreme happiness.

She remembered that this incident should have been joyful, and shouldn't be filled with guilt and disgust. She threw away all restraints and worries, and finally just became herself.

"Don't! Stop!"

The imperial physician who was covered with softness suddenly screamed in horror, and even the thing she had longed for in her hand became soft.

Why not?Such a beautiful thing.

It wasn't until something sticky and slippery flowed from her forehead to the tip of her nose that she realized the pain, the severe pain from her head.

The illusion of happiness was broken, and her head was attached.

The candlestick, still dripping with oil, fell down again and again, and the shell shrouded in illusion shattered to the ground, and the roar outside pierced her through like a knife.

"Whore! Whore!"

"How many people have you found behind my back! I can't satisfy you anymore, can I, I became like this! It's not for you!"

"He's not my son! He's not my son! Tell me! Whose bastard is he!"

"How dare you! How dare you!"

"Whore..."

One eye was smeared with blood, and when Concubine Yu slowly fell down, the warmth she held in her hand was pulled away, not even a bit of her sleeve was retained.

She was lying on the ground crookedly, and she could only see the chaotic footsteps and clothes dangling around, her ears were filled with countless screams and screams, and she couldn't tell whose voice it was.

But for some reason, there was an unprecedented peace of mind.

— Everything will have nothing to do with her.

She was finally just herself.

"You guys have done a great thing." Ling He took a sip of his tea, and asked a little uncertainly: "Is it you?"

Liu Chongming did not deny it, but was puzzled: "Is this matter in your hands? Impossible!"

"It is indeed impossible. The witnesses and material evidence, and the murderer of the deceased are all clear. It is an internal matter of Chaoyang Palace. It does not involve any outsiders. Naturally, it will not fall into my hands."

"I don't even know the details of what happened now."

Ling He slightly raised his eyebrows, expressing a slight shock.

"I just heard a rumor that when Concubine Yu was announcing the imperial physician to see a doctor, the eunuch who was watching the night outside suddenly became insane and violent, and beat Concubine Yu and the imperial physician to death with a candlestick. Wait for the Jin Wuwei to pass by. At that time, he also committed suicide."

Liu Chongming glanced to the side, the emperor and his sister had to deal with the accident in Chaoyang Palace, so he should avoid suspicion, he didn't know as much as Linghe until now.

However, if Concubine Yu died, even if Sanfu didn't commit suicide, after the Jinwu Guards came around, there would be no way out.

He has no guilt or regret at all.

Before Bai Shiyan found an opportunity, he took Shen Zhou to Chaoyang Palace and secretly saw the three blessings. Shen Zhou finally remembered where he had seen this face, so that he still couldn't forget it even after he was reborn.

In the cold palace where her sister was imprisoned in her previous life.

Shen Zhou, who was hiding in the dark, clearly saw that it was Sanfu who led the people... At the most difficult time, he stood guard at the door for Mu Jingyan.

Both his father and his son deserved to die, but they just cleaned up each of them.

Ling He also saw Liu Chongming's eyes, and shifted the object of questioning: "Why?"

"Why?" Qu Chenzhou raised his eyes to look at him: "Ling Shaoqing is asking, why do we want Concubine Yu to die, or why did the old eunuch who was watching the night suddenly kill someone?"

Ling He was surprised: "You know all about it? The former."

"The answer to the former is very simple. Mu Jingyan's biggest reliance is the Song family, but in fact there is a gap between the two heads of the Song family and King Huai. If they do not have the bond of Concubine Yu, the Song family is not willing." Working hard for Mu Jingyan."

"And they know that, given the conflicts between them, even if Mu Jingyan gains power in the future, the Song family may not be in a good position."

"With Concubine Yu gone, the Song family will be completely free, and it's too late to get away. Just wait and see, within half a month, the seats of Yushitai and Yantie Transporter will be vacant."

Ling He caught the sensitive words in it: "The conflict between them?"

Qu Chenzhou's smile was like ripples from a dragonfly's touch in water, light and shallow: "There are some things, it's better for Ling Shaoqing not to know."

"What about the latter?" Ling He asked unwillingly: "Is the old eunuch one of yours?"

He didn't believe it when he said this, how could Mu Jingyan's meticulous thinking allow Chaoyang Palace to mix in people who didn't know the details.

"Of course not, but there is nothing to tell about the joints. If Ling Shaoqing is interested, how about a bet? You can try to check it out. If you find it, I will lose."

"I……"

If someone else said this, Ling He would fight immediately.

But after getting along for so long, he is too aware of the temper of this man who doesn't show his hawks when he doesn't see a rabbit. If he dares to say that, he is sure of himself—nothing.

Qu Chenzhou's ability to count hundreds of steps is unique, he doesn't need to hit a stone with a pebble.

The atmosphere between the two became stiff again, and Liu Chongming intervened in time to smooth things over and change the subject.

"The palace wall is not airtight, even you have heard of it, and there must be many people who know it, but now the harem hasn't caused any big waves, and you can see the emperor's attitude-it's not good to talk about it in detail. , the murderer is already dead, so let's make peace with him."

"Calm down the matter..." Qu Chenzhou sneered, "Aside from having the energy to exercise power, our emperor hopes that everything can be settled hastily, after all, it is not his own fate."

Ling He frowned, unavoidably thinking of the piles of things he had handled. It seemed that he felt a lot of unwillingness and helplessness in this sentence. His lips moved for a long time, but he was still poured back into his stomach with a cup of tea.

"Hope...everything will be alright."

"It will get better," Liu Chongming said without hesitation, "If Lan'er doesn't want to do something serious, I'll ask Dayu to change her surname."

Ling He was shocked: "Your Majesty, be careful with your words!"

Liu Chongming grinned, but he didn't mention it anymore, he just asked: "What's the emperor doing?"

This question is asked of two people at the same time.

Qu Shenzhou shook his head.

He is in charge of the four parts of the palace, not to mention knowing what happened that night, he even knows what Sanfu yelled, but he just ordered everyone to shut up and not to spread those obscenities.

But the emperor didn't ask him to do anything other than routine divination, as if the one in Chaoyang Palace was just dying.

Although the feeling was extremely subtle, he could feel that the emperor's attitude towards him seemed to have changed slightly, maybe it started with the appearance of the Qu family.

The emperor has gradually gotten used to his existence, no matter how precious the precious treasure is, it has been dusted by time, and he understands that he just got up by clinging, and he is nothing if he leaves Tianjia.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a noble and exiled immortal, but the emperor has seen him for a long time, and he is just a dodder.

"Actually, I didn't know at first, but Jiu'an told me," Linghe said, "For the emperor, the most important thing right now is to appease King Huai and the Song family, and to promote Concubine Yu to the concubine position. It will also be buried with the standards of an imperial concubine."

Concubine Yu died miserably, the emperor must appease King Huai, and every word in the appeasement edict was written by Rong Jiu'an.

As for the scandal in it, it will naturally be suppressed quietly.

Now is not the time for them to meddle in the mess. No matter what happens to King Huai, as long as it is not a serious crime of losing his head, the emperor will side with King Huai.

"How did you do it?" Ling He was puzzled again, turning the teacup in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Did I get on a pirate ship?"

Liu Chongming asked humbly: "What about the thief boat?"

"If one day I stop cooperating with you, will you also kill me quietly?"

Qu Chenzhou gave an affirmative answer to this worry: "Be careful, be careful."

Ling He raised his chin, pointed at him and said threateningly: "Wait for me, one day if you fall into Dali Temple, you will die."

"Come on." Qu Chenzhou also raised his eyebrows.

Liu Chongming drank a cup of tea unhurriedly, acting as a peacemaker under the sparkling eyes of the two.

"Okay, okay, everything is going well at home."

"I'm not in your family," Ling He coldly rejected his kindness: "Don't think I'm joking with you, the emperor hastily covered up this matter, King Huai's side is not easy to fool."

"Wai Wang..."

Naturally, they all went to the Prince Huai's mansion to express their condolences. Mu Jingyan was much more silent than before, and he didn't even say anything when he saw Liu Chongming.

He just stared at Qu Shenzhou for a long time when he left.

That wolf-like gaze, even if you don't look back, you can still feel the light on your back.

Ling He looked at the engraving on the wall, got up to leave, and reminded Qu Shenzhou.

"Don't think I'm joking with you. He is fighting with Chongming, and the biggest obstacle in the middle is you. If he doesn't kill you, he won't be able to meet Chongming."

"If you really come to Dali Temple, it will be considered your blessing."

He looked at the two people in front of him: "If you fall into Jinxiu Ying's hands, it's not about you, Qu Shenzhou - it's because the emperor has been persuaded by Mu Jingyan, and he suspects the two of you at the same time. Do it yourself."

The lamp exploded in the silent running water, with a slight crackling sound, like a stone thrown into calm water.

Ling He's reminder is reasonable and reasonable, and it is also their biggest problem at present.

"Let's talk about it another day," Qu Chenzhou said softly, "When I went to mourn, I didn't see any hexagrams on Mu Jingyan."

These words were actually just used to comfort himself, what Mu Jingyan wanted to do, he would never do it himself.

Liu Chongming hummed, kissed him on the forehead, and sent him away. The eyes of the two were cut off at the increasingly narrow door.

Qu Chenzhou leaned on the wall and went out, put the calligraphy and painting back to their original positions, and suddenly turned his head and looked around as if he was so lucky.

But the silent night seemed to be nothing.

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