The beauty is delicate and soft, and he madly criticizes the powerful officials for taking her as th

Now in the chaos, the courtiers are trying to figure out the truth, or to advise His Majesty not to believe in the alchemists.

Only the five noble families headed by the Cui family and the clan who wanted to support Pei Su put aside their worries. They were originally worried about how your majesty suddenly granted a marriage. Now it seems that even if your majesty is worried about getting a wife, he will not accept concubines.

Since there is no reason for the marriage, it is better to take advantage of this moment to muddy the water.

Mrs. Wei celebrated her birthday recently. When the ministers and officials came to celebrate her birthday, they overheard "The Conjuring" being performed on the stage, talking about the former Emperor Jing and Concubine Yin.

Xie Xuan mocked, "It's Mrs. Wei's birthday. Whoever ordered this unlucky show may not be able to come to the Wei family to celebrate her birthday next year."

The third son of the Wei family, who was responsible for compiling history, stood up and said angrily: "Mrs. Yu is relying on Marquis Pingyang to talk nonsense like this. She is really unworthy of the Xie family's centuries-old heritage."

"Why are you so angry? After ordering such a play, is it possible that the Wei family will invite this guest again next year?" Did the junior order it?"

After the Wei family was choked and speechless, Yu Xiuyun, who was originally in the front hall, came over, glanced at the stage, and immediately knew the reason for the solemn and tense atmosphere, and smiled lightly: "What's wrong?"

Xie Xuan said hurriedly: "Sir Young Master Wei scolded me for relying on you, pretending to be powerful."

"The Wei family doesn't want to see my wife, so I don't have to stay long." Yu Xiuyun pushed away the wine cup handed by the maid, "I'm sorry that I won't accompany you."

On the way back to Pingyang Houfu, Yu Xiuyun showed a smile, "Why did you suddenly choke today?"

"The Wei family doesn't have long to live, can't I just curse a few words?" Xie Xuan laughed, "At most half a month, I figured it out."

Yu Xiuyun was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his lips deepened, "I'm afraid you made a mistake this time."

According to His Majesty's wishes, we have to wait until at least early autumn before taking action.

*

Under the shade of green trees, Yu Tingwan was lying on the rocking chair, and the book in his hand fell to the ground as tiredness struck him.

She heard footsteps in the dimness, as if someone touched the side of her neck, which made her feel a little itchy.

As soon as Yu Xiuyun entered the yard, he caught a glimpse of his sister taking a nap under a tree. He saw a few leaves falling on his clothes and brushed them off for her. Unexpectedly, she pinched the back of his hand and rubbed it gently, and then pushed it away with half intimacy and half reproach. .

His expression was blank, knowing that Yu Ting had slept late and was confused, so he might have recognized the wrong person just now.

"Wanwan, it's me."

The sound was like ice and jade, cooling in the warm summer breeze. Yu Tingwan woke up immediately, opened his eyes wide and looked at his brother.

Yu Xiuyun didn't mention what happened just now, but said with a smile: "These few times I see you, I always look sleepy."

"Maybe it's too hot and I don't have any energy." After Yu Tingwan finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyebrows curved: "Brother, I recently composed a new song, do you want to listen to it?"

Seeing that she looked in a good mood, Yu Xiuyun looked relieved.

The behavior and temperament of the guards were so special that Pei Zhi did not place them in front of Yu Tingwan. The maid who usually served her closely was from the Hou Mansion. She had martial arts skills and had followed Marquis Pingyang since she came from Jingzhou.

When Yu Xiuyun left the house, he specifically asked the maid how his sister was doing recently.

The maid knew Yu Tingwan's identity and whispered: "Mrs. Huang - she has eaten more in recent days than when she first came here. She has not been sleeping at night. She just slept lightly."

"That's good." Yu Xiuyun nodded. He also felt that his sister's complexion had improved a lot, but he was still worried and had to invite a strict doctor to take a look.

Although there are many famous doctors in Chang'an, they are not all available. If anyone has seen Princess Wei, you may want to ask if there are any famous doctors in Hongnong County in the south.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a noise and walked over quickly. He saw Yu Tingwan's skirt was stained with dust and she was looking down at her palms.

"What's wrong?" Yu Xiuyun frowned slightly and glanced at the bluestone steps, "Did you fall just now?"

"You dropped your purse. I was in a hurry to give it to you, but I accidentally tripped it." Yu Tingwan glanced at the palm of his hand. The skin was scratched and a few drops of blood seeped out. "It's not a big deal, that's all. The prayer beads fell."

She knelt down to pick up the scattered Nanhong beads, and murmured in confusion: "Why did it suddenly break?"

"Hurry up and apply some medicine, I'll help you find it." Seeing that his sister was a little regretful, Yu Xiuyun comforted her casually: "Maybe it will prevent disaster."

Pei Zhi didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, and Marquis Pingyang didn't believe it either. He said this, but he cursed in his heart. It must be those bald donkeys in Jokhang Temple who cut corners and used poor quality threads to break it so easily.

Yu Tingwan knew his brother's temperament and said with a smile: "I don't go out much all day, what kind of disaster can I prevent?"

Marquis Pingyang didn't take this matter to heart, just a string of Buddhist beads on the left and right.

In the inner hall of the Xuan Palace, several alchemists were opening altars and performing rituals. The curtains were drawn up in the hall, and soft gauze half-lit by dim candlelight were hung one after another in the hall. The breeze blew by, like a scene in a dream.

A man in a black dragon robe stood in front of the tent, looking at the shadowy figure not far away with a cold expression, and his voice was like being dipped in ice water.

"Not like."

Pei Zhi laughed in his heart, it was just a show, these alchemists could deceive the king, make a few shadow puppets, light the so-called soul-returning incense, and fool him that it was the queen's soul.

Yu Tingwan stayed outside Chang'an, eating well and sleeping well all day long, without missing him at all.

The secret guard he arranged in the house came back with a message saying that the queen never mentioned him once.

The young emperor's voice was not loud, but cool.

The alchemists immediately knelt down to apologize. For some reason, they always felt that His Majesty didn't care at all whether he could attract the Queen's soul. Every time they saw that beautiful figure, those phoenix eyes were always calm.

His eyes seemed to be looking far away through heavy curtains.

Those alchemists may have heard that the queen was favored, so they felt that she must be charming and flattering in front of the emperor, and she was trying to please the emperor, so the phantom she made was also bent and her posture was pretentious.

Pei Zhi frowned slightly, but suddenly he heard that an alchemist said that he was good at traveling in the underworld and could see the queen's soul. At that time, he only needed to hold the things close to the queen and open an altar to meet him in the next life.

These words were so ridiculous that Pei Zhi lowered his eyelashes, thinking that such a plot existed in the strange stories that Yu Tingwan loved to read, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised for a moment.

The chamberlain entered the palace, came close to the emperor, and whispered that Marquis Pingyang was waiting outside.

Pei Zhi nodded and suddenly paused as he walked towards the outer hall. He did not lower his head to look at the alchemist kneeling at his feet. "Do what you have to do and don't try to trick me."

He thought of those nonsense and chuckled. This life is like a mirror, and these alchemists are still talking about the afterlife.

Marquis Pingyang was in the outer hall and heard the sound of the practice being performed inside. Although he knew that His Majesty was performing it for others to see, he still had a headache when he saw the smoky atmosphere in Xuanshi Hall.

He didn't know what Pei Zhi wanted to do when he asked him to enter the palace. After waiting for a while, he saw a man approaching from far away. He was wearing mysterious clothes and a jade crown. The dragon pattern on the hem of the clothes seemed to be looming, and a set of jade pendants hung around his waist. The slow pace makes a soft sound.

Yu Xiuyun was probably one of the few ministers in the court who dared to look directly at the emperor. After he saluted, he suddenly frowned and said hesitantly: "How come your majesty is like Wu Zixu who passed Zhaoguan and suddenly turned so much gray."

Marquis Pingyang caught a glimpse of the young emperor's hair with strands of snow on his temples. He was so shocked that he ignored caution and asked, "Your Majesty is sick?"

"No problem." Pei Zhi said calmly: "Pingyang Marquis has been asking around for famous doctors in Hongnong County recently. Is he feeling unwell in Wanwan?"

Yu Xiuyun's eyelids twitched, and he knew that His Majesty allowed him to have a shadow guard because every move of the officials in Chang'an was under the surveillance of the shadow guards, and there was no way he could hide what he had done.

"Her complexion has improved a lot recently, but I still feel uneasy. It would be best to find a doctor to take a look at her."

After hearing the first sentence, Pei Zhi's originally bloodless face became even paler, and he nodded after a while: "That's good. The secret guard said she fell down that day, and I thought she knocked somewhere."

"Your Majesty called me into the palace today just for this matter?"

"Didn't she compose a new tune? I want to see the score."

Yu Xiuyun choked. He probably knew where Pei Zhi's secret guards were hiding, and whispered: "I will send the score in tomorrow."

Before leaving the Xuanshi Palace, Marquis Pingyang hesitated and said in a calm tone: "When I went to see her a few days ago, she was still asleep and treated me as your majesty."