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Yiyang smiled lightly: "You have already called me Ajin in front of her, now I must salute her like a princess."

Lu He was slightly startled when he heard the words, but Yiyang was kneeling upright, with his hands on the ground, and knocked his head three times.

The two of them are now like husband and wife, treating each other honestly. The only thing Lu He cares about is the death of Ju Mengbai. She has no intention of accusing Yiyang of this matter, but she is not sure about Yiyang's reaction to this matter. What kind of attitude is it, so today I just hid it from her and came here alone to pay respects.

Yiyang was very calm. Ju Mengbai made plans to use her. She was angry, but because of Lu He, she never thought of hurting her. By accident, she caused a catastrophe. The man is dead and cannot admit his mistake , I hope that in the future, I will often come to mourn with Lu He, repent piously, and talk about atonement.

Prince Lu's Mansion.

When Hu Laiyan died, Lu Wangru had an arm cut off overnight, and he swallowed his anger for many days, but he didn't stop, he just waited for the opportunity

Chief Shi Qitai brought a couple who were full of Liba people's breath, and reported to King Lu: "Your Highness, they have been brought here."

King Lu was playing with a mountain of jade in his hand, glanced at it briefly, and said coldly: "What do you all know? Tell me in detail."

Chapter 75

On the seventh day of March in the 13th year of Chunyou, Zhuo Ligetu, the general of Xirong, led his army to invade Liangzhou. They fought fiercely all night, and the relationship between the Jin Dynasty and Xirong's neighbors broke down.

On the eighth day of March in the 13th year of Chunyou, Emperor Chunyou suddenly became seriously ill and could not afford to stay in bed.

On the ninth day of March in the 13th year of Chunyou, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace was involved in a matter of dislike of winning. Emperor Chunyou was angry and deposed him, leaving the position of crown prince vacant.

From the tenth day of March to the 13th of March in the 27th year of Chunyou, the city of Liangzhou was under siege. Qu Duo, the commander of the capital of Liangzhou, repeatedly asked the imperial court for help, but there was no reply.

Xirong, the desert snowfield.

Unlike the Central Plains, even in March, Xirong is still bitingly cold at night.

Ye Qiuniang was half lying on the couch reading a book, with a big cloak covering the quilt.

"Tap, tap, tap" - the sound of fur boots slamming on the ground.

Ye Qiuniang looked at the reputation, straightened up with a flat smile, put down the scroll, opened her arms, and said softly: "There is still snow on the soles of your boots, run slowly, and be careful not to fall."

Na Ren's white and tender hands tightly held a red flower that was too gorgeous, she threw herself into Ye Qiuniang's arms, and followed her into the warm quilt, with big bright and round eyes open: "It's so lively outside!" Yes, little aunt, why don't you go and have a look?"

The sound of singing, dancing and feasting, the blaze of the bonfire, laughing and playing, chasing and having fun, it is really lively.

But this bustling, sporadic, has nothing to do with me.

Ye Qiuniang didn't answer Na Ren, but stared at the red flower in her hand, her tone was serious: "How many times have I told you?"

Na Ren didn't take it seriously, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he giggled: "I'm just looking, I don't know how to eat, how can it be dangerous?"

The children of Xirong grew up in Xirong, and they are quite different from those in the Central Plains. They are bold and have a sense of bravery in their bones.

Ye Qiuniang smiled and shook her head: "Even so, I held it in my hand and accidentally touched it, and you put your finger in your mouth—what should I do?"

Naren's little head didn't think of this, and when he heard it, he panicked, and quickly threw the flower away, and kept rubbing it into Ye Qiuniang's warm arms, with a soft voice: "Little aunt, I'll be with you tonight." did you sleep well?"

"good."

Just came back from outside, her two little hands were very cold, Ye Qiuniang wrapped them in her big palm and rubbed them carefully.

Rubbing and rubbing, Na Ren quietly fell asleep, and a black shadow suddenly appeared on her head.

"Khan."

Ji Buchu and Dan Dan replied: "Yes."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling down a corner of the quilt, she leaned closer to see if Na Ren was sleeping soundly.

As a result, Ye Qiuniang was within a short distance from her, and the smell of alcohol filled his nostrils, Ye Qiuniang frowned slightly.

Qi Muge is in the capital and Tuobayuan is in harmony. The abolished prince has been relegated to Suzhou a few days ago. The emperor's life is not long. Whether the king of Lu is worthy of the important task is another matter. Everything is going smoothly-except for this long-term attack. Liangzhou City.

Jibu Chuhe's accession to the throne is short, so naturally she can't convince the crowd everywhere, and there are many obstacles to attacking the Jin Dynasty. Now Liangzhou City has consumed a lot of her mental and physical strength, and the voices of retreating from the Lord's Harmony have gradually increased in the past few days. On the surface indifferent and peaceful, but in fact has a lot of things on his mind.

"The centipede is dead but not stiff, Khan is a little impatient."

Jibu Chuhe tucked up the quilt for Na Ren, and sneered when he heard this, his eyes were cold and serious: "You still miss it after all."

"What do I worry about?" Ye Qiuniang said calmly, "Although Xirong is recharging its energy, the Jin Dynasty may not be idle. The emperor is dead, and there is King Lu. After King Lu is dead, there is still the young King Chen. If you are dead, why don’t the courtiers go to Suzhou to send the abolished crown prince to please reply to the letter? On the other hand, Khan, wars are raging everywhere, so you can’t help but lead the army personally, but there are quite a few people who are thinking about your position.”

As soon as the words fell, the slender neck was held by one hand, and it was pressed back hard. Before he could recover, Ji Buchu and his stern face were tightly pressed against him. His voice was dull, but his words were in harmony with The smell of alcohol that filled her body was as pungent: "You immature white-eyed wolf, you expect me to die?!"

Ji Buchuhe's hands were very strong, and he couldn't loosen Ye Qiuniang's neck. Ye Qiuniang's face was flushed, and her hands were tightly clutching the quilt. She didn't know where the courage came from, but she could still laugh: "Spirit bird, I am Worrying about you."

Nose tip to nose tip, the distance is so close that even though the light is dim, Ye Qiuniang can still see Ji Bu Chuhe's shoulders trembling slightly for a while, and Ji Bu Chuhe only sees in Ye Qiuniang's eyes the tolerance and love that the elders used to have for the younger.

"Huh----" Jibu Chuhe let go of his hands, straightened his clothes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "When my father was alive, he only regarded you as a friend who had forgotten his years, and you never cared about me Father, he has been driving the crane west for a long time. Worried about me? What kind of mind are you doing?"

Xindu.

The illness came like a mountain, the emperor was ill for more than half a month, and the state affairs could not be taken care of by himself, and when the most taboo thing happened in the East Palace, he was deposed, so he had to appoint several ministers to assist the king of Lu in supervising the country. However, people with a discerning eye can see that the prince of the country is no longer the king of Lu.

Diagnosing the pulse and taking medicine, even expelling evil spirits and suppressing evil, the emperor's health is still getting worse day by day.

Although his mind is still clear, his limbs are soft, and even getting up from the bed is quite difficult, but he is not in a bad mood when he rests in the middle palace every day.

Concubine Ning came out from the central palace, met Yiyang who came to visit the emperor, and saluted gently: "Your Highness."

Yiyang never liked Concubine Ning, so he just answered from his nose: "Yeah."

Walking in front of her, I saw from the corner of my eye that she was not the same as before, her fingernails were not dyed with Danko, and she was pure and pink.

The object of disgust was searched in the East Palace, and the emperor suddenly fell ill. It was indisputable, but Yiyang naturally didn't believe that his kind and gentle brother would rush to do such a thing like killing his father and seizing the throne. The imperial doctor of the imperial hospital They all insisted that the emperor was sick from overwork. Yiyang and Lu He discussed it together. Chi Liangjun quietly brought in a doctor in the middle of the night, and roughly told the doctor about his illness. The doctor pondered for a while, and replied that it was about Poisoning, slow onset of toxicity, easily undetectable.

Poisoning can only be cured by antidote. Who is the poisoner?

King Lu supervised the country and held great power, so she naturally couldn't investigate with great fanfare. Even if she was concerned about her brother, sister-in-law and Lin'an, even if she was worried about her father's health, she could only pretend to know nothing and act in a low-key manner.

Lu He handed in her resignation a few days ago, and hurried to Qianzhou to visit her family, so she also went to the palace to serve decoction for the emperor.

The emperor was lying on the couch, his cheeks sunken, and his spirit was listless.

Yici was a few steps away from him, sitting by the desk, copying Buddhist scriptures by hand - naturally for Tang Ci and Rou Ke who were far away in Liangzhou, but only in the eyes of the emperor, she pretended to be affectionate for him As for copying, Yici knew what he was thinking and was too lazy to argue.