emperor

The emperor was very ill, but he wanted to keep it from his ministers and his son.

After the emperor fell asleep, Ruyi Lang walked out of the inner curtain on his feet.

The Empress of the Central Palace was already sitting in the outer room, and several old imperial doctors were also sitting beside them, sitting in a state of distress.

Ruyi Lang nodded to the queen, and the empress looked at her eyes, the imperial physicians walked into the inner hall with hands and feet, and the queen waited quietly outside.

After a while, the imperial physicians filed out, whispering to each other for a while, and the attending imperial physician stepped forward to report the results.

The queen listened word by word, her brows slowly furrowed. What the old doctor said was nothing more than what she knew a long time ago, and the queen showed a little impatience.

The imperial doctor paused, hesitated, and cryptically said that time is running out, that sentence made the air freeze, and the needle could be heard.

The queen's face was not happy, she was graceful and indifferent, and she was majestic.

Drops of water hit the floor, and the old doctor was sweating profusely but didn't dare to wipe it off. The queen said: "What I said before still counts. How you replied before is still how you reply now. Others are holding you accountable. The palace is holding the lives of your old and young relatives and friends."

When the old doctor stepped back from the side hall, his legs softened and he sat on the ground. His colleagues helped him, and he firmly held his colleague's hand: "This is a big matter, I must not reveal a word, Brother He Tao, I Whether or not the family's life can be saved depends on the two elder brothers keeping their mouths shut."

Tao, He and He are very close to each other, it's better to be like this.

After seeing off the imperial physician, Ruyilang turned back to the side hall, the queen was coming out from the inner curtain, the emperor had been sleeping deeply lately and hadn't woken up yet.

The empress had cloudy eyes, and she asked, "Who did the emperor meet with today?"

Ruyi Lang bowed his body to reply, and when he mentioned that Xie Yixie Taifu had stayed with His Majesty for a while, the queen sneered, and the coldness in that voice made Ru Yilang stagger.

The queen sat on the slum and said softly to herself: "A peach blossom tree has suffered for Your Majesty for so many years. When the tree is gone, Your Majesty will be sick."

No matter in the palace or in the court, the queen is the last barrier of His Majesty.

Ruyi Lang is very clear about this.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Ru Yilang opened it, seeing that it was a little servant who was passing on the message, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The little servant looked anxious, and said a few words in a low voice, Ruyilang's expression changed, and he turned to tell the queen: "Your Majesty, the Xiping Pavilion where Wang Meiren lives is flooded."

The queen said indifferently: "It's just to send someone to save her. What's the rush? If she really dies, I will order a generous burial for her."

Ruyi Lang wondered: "It's okay, but that little slave said that Miss Wang was crying and making a scene in Xiping Pavilion, preventing people from putting out the fire, and the scene was very chaotic."

The queen's face suddenly became gloomy, and she ordered: "You stay here to guard the emperor."

Ruyi Lang watched the queen's guard of honor leave, thinking that the beauty Wang might be in danger, and if she was in a hurry to provoke trouble, the queen would not easily go around her.

The queen's guard of honor arrived at Xiping Pavilion, and the fire was raging. A beautiful woman in a blue palace attire blocked the door, overturned the basin held by the slave, crying and laughing alone, like crazy.

The queen just stood there watching quietly, the woman slowly noticed the queen's guard of honor, she was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said: "Chang Huiyue, you are finally willing to come to see me."

The queen waved back and forth, and walked up to the beauty. She looked indifferent: "You set the fire yourself."

The beauty giggled, her face full of tears: "I let it go, you won't come if I don't burn down Xiping Pavilion."

The queen smiled, with contempt in her eyes: "I wanted to collect the corpse for you, but it's a pity that you didn't die."

The beauty's face suddenly turned sinister, she backed away, and the queen pressed her every step of the way. Finally, Beauty Wang couldn't hold back, and cried out heartbreakingly. She yelled, "Don't look at me like that."

The queen smiled, really smiling, and the smile smeared the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, making the crying beauty lose her voice and speechless: "Wang Jinshu, what do you think this palace thinks of you? caught my eye."

The beauty excitedly said: "What identity, what can catch your eyes, I, Wang Jinshu, is the daughter of a first-rank official, compared to your identity, Chang Huiyue is much worse!"

Beauty Wang didn't want to live a long time ago, she didn't care how disrespectful her words were, and the queen didn't even care, Beauty Wang was nothing in her eyes, but His Majesty said to keep her, so the queen kept her.

But Wang Meiren was too restless. In the Biyun Palace case, how could the prince contact the concubine and even the courtiers? The reason was not because she did not have her handwriting. The emperor was aware of it, but he still did not kill her.

People related to Ruan Qing couldn't be dealt with by the emperor, not to mention that Wang Meiren was the princess' biological mother. From this point of view, she couldn't lose her life.

The queen was tired of her face. She looked at the palace where the palace people put out the fire, and said to the ruined walls: "Since you set the fire yourself, I have no reason to change the place for you. I will not hold you accountable for the arsonist." sin, you should live in Xiping Pavilion and not take a step."

Wang Jinshu couldn't cry anymore, she was on the verge of collapse: "You killed me, I can't bear it anymore, Chang Huiyue, because we used to be handkerchiefs, please help me, I beg you."

The queen's face fluctuated for a moment, and she said softly: "You can't bear it anymore? But your majesty is still suffering, you have to accompany your majesty."

Wang Jinshu didn't have the guts to seek death, she was terrified, she just wanted to beg others to make her die happily, but the queen was not as good as she wished.

The palace man stepped forward and took Wang Jinshu away, the long, painful sobs did not shake the queen's mind.

The queen was tired. When she returned to the side hall, the emperor had already woken up, his eyes were open and he was in a daze. When he saw the queen, he smiled and said, "Huiyue, I dreamed about Ruan Qing."