If you want to enter the palace, you must first leave the palace

"Why did the princess die for no reason?" Zhu Yijun's voice sounded from behind.

Hearing this sound, Bei Juese's body trembled involuntarily, he didn't dare to look back, didn't dare to move, and didn't dare to make any noise.He quickly lowered his head, as if he didn't know Zhu Yijun's arrival.

Luo Guiren turned to Zhu Yijun and knelt down, crying and repeating what he had just said to Bei Juese.After listening to her narration, Zhu Yijun didn't say anything, and walked northward.

Feeling him walking towards her, Bei Juese's body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Zhu Yijun, who saw his performance in his eyes, stood behind him, hesitated for a while, but still patted his trembling shoulder, and said softly: "I will take care of the imperial sister's funeral, you go back .”

The moment Zhu Yijun's hand touched his body, a kind of unreasonable fear welled up in Bei Juse's heart, and this kind of fear caused the strange energy in his body to reverse immediately, and quickly ran around.The sudden shock and pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and he had to bow his waist and hold his body tightly to relieve the pain.

Seeing his strange appearance, Zhu Yijun quickly helped him up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The body was obviously in unbearable pain, but when Zhu Yijun helped him up, Bei Juese's pale face showed a weak smile to Zhu Yijun reflexively, and then asked with difficulty: "Your Majesty, the princess and I are innocent. Do you believe?"

Unexpectedly, Bei Juese would say such a sentence, Zhu Yijun was stunned and didn't know how to answer.Before he could answer, Bei Juese, who was exhausted by the pain all over his body, inside and outside, vomited a mouthful of blood, poured it into his arms, and passed out.

Bei Juesei's face was as pale as a dead man, Zhu Yijun picked him up in a panic and strode out, shouting loudly as he walked, "Zhang Cheng, send the imperial doctor!"

Zhu Yijun hurriedly sent Bei Juese back to the small courtyard where the senior eunuch lived, and the imperial doctor also rushed over quickly.Zhu Yijun stood aside anxiously, watching the imperial doctor diagnose Bei Juese's pulse, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

The imperial doctor pondered for a long time before knelt down, and said: "Going back to the emperor, there should be no serious problems. It's just that he fainted when he was stimulated and his chest stagnation caused him to be anxious. Let him rest for a while and he will wake up."

Zhu Yijun waved his hand vigorously and said, "It's none of your business, step back."

After ordering everyone in the room to retreat, Zhu Yijun paced up and down in front of the bed irritably, and bent down from time to time to see if Bei Juese, who was lying unconscious on the bed, showed any signs of waking up.

After a while, Bei Jue Se moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

Zhu Yijun leaned forward and asked anxiously, "Xiaobei, what do you think?"

Bei Juesi got up, and Zhu Yijun quickly helped him up.Bei Juese sat up slowly, as if he hadn't fully woken up yet, he stared at Zhu Yijun with dull eyes for a long time, a faint smile appeared on his pale face, and said, "I'm hungry."

I thought that when he woke up, he would make a fuss about Princess Gong Jing's death, and would rush to prove the innocence between him and Princess Gong Jing, but he didn't expect that he would not mention related matters at all.Zhu Yijun couldn't react to his unexpected performance. After a while, he came back to his senses and asked, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Bei Juese looked at him with a smile and said in a soft voice, "Pork noodle soup."

Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment before saying, "Okay."

When he went outside and ordered Zhang Cheng to go to the imperial kitchen to get noodles, and when he returned to the house again, Bei Juese had already got out of bed and sat in front of the bronze mirror, combing his messy hair.Blood was stained in many places on his hair, and after the blood dried, the hair condensed into a ball, and the comb got stuck after a few strokes, and he pulled the comb down violently, even after breaking a lot of hair.Seeing this, Zhu Yijun hurried forward to hold down his hand, and snatched the comb from his hand.

A clump of black hair that was forcibly torn off was entangled on the comb, Zhu Yijun didn't say anything, took off the clump of black hair from the comb, stood behind Bei Juese, and gently combed his messy hair.

Bei Juese sat obediently, letting Zhu Yijun play with her.Zhu Yijun, who had never combed anyone else's hair before, took about half an hour to comb his hair, and then tied it behind his head with a headband awkwardly.

Zhu Yijun put down the comb as if he was relieved, and said, "Okay."

Bei Juese stood up, turned around and smiled at him, saying, "Thank you."

Before Zhu Yijun could respond, Bei Juese had already walked to the side to dig out a suit of clean clothes from the suitcase, shook them off and put them on, and was about to go out after getting dressed.

Zhu Yijun grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Bei Juese looked out of the window and replied with a smile: "I promised senior brother that I would visit him at noon, but it's already afternoon, and I have to go to the prison."

Zhu Yijun pulled him back and said, "Didn't you say that you want to eat shredded pork noodle soup when you're hungry? Go there after you've eaten."

"Okay." Bei Juese didn't object, and turned around and sat on the edge of the bed.His waist was straight, his dull eyes were staring straight ahead, and there was a smile on his face that hadn't disappeared since he woke up, and that smile seemed to be frozen on his face.

Seeing such stunning beauty, Zhu Yijun suddenly felt that he was like a puppet with a fixed expression and no soul.Such a Beijuer, too docile and too selfless, is completely different from the usual him.Although he was smiling, there was no trace of a smile in his lifeless eyes.Facing him who was so abnormal, Zhu Yijun felt uneasy and worried in his heart.

"Xiaobei, is there something wrong with you?" Zhu Yijun squatted in front of him and asked worriedly.

"No." Bei Juese replied softly with a smile.

"Why don't I call the imperial doctor to give you a detailed diagnosis and treatment?" Zhu Yijun asked softly in a consultative tone.

"No need." The same expression, the same tone.

"..."

Zhu Yijun couldn't find anything to say for a while, so he sat next to Bei Juese, hugged him gently and let him lean his head on his shoulder, and after a long silence, he said: "You said, you are Someone framed you, tell me, who framed you?"

Bei Juese's empty eyes flashed a strange light, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.He smiled and replied in an indifferent tone: "Your Majesty, there is no point in saying anything now."

Zhu Yijun turned his face away, made his eyes meet his own, and asked, "Are you angry with me?"

"No." Bei Juese was still smiling, but his empty eyes were staring straight ahead, as if ignoring Zhu Yijun's existence.

"Xiaobei, don't do this!" Zhu Yijun hugged him heartbroken, "You look so uncomfortable to me, you know?"

"I'm sorry." The person in his arms smiled and said apologetic words in a voice without any emotion.

Bei Juese's meekness and indifference made Zhu Yijun uncontrollably irritable.He pushed Bei Juse away and stood up, grabbed his shoulders and yelled frantically: "Speak out if you are dissatisfied! Don't treat me with such an attitude!"

Bei Juese looked at Zhu Yijun with a smile as if it had nothing to do with it, without saying a word.

When Zhu Yijun had nothing to do with him, Zhang Cheng brought back a bowl of shredded pork noodle soup.

Zhu Yijun handed the noodles to Bei Juese, and said in a bad mood: "Eat quickly!"

Bei Juese took the bowl of noodles, stared blankly for a long time before thinking of something and said: "Your Majesty, I promised my senior brother to bring lunch for him, can I bring this bowl of noodles to my senior brother?"

Zhu Yijun glanced at him, suppressed his unhappiness, and said, "You eat first, and I will order someone to cook a bowl for you to bring over."

Bei Juese said "thank you" and obediently held the bowl of noodles and lowered his head to eat.However, after a few mouthfuls, he vomited out all the food he ate, and also spit out a big mouthful of blood, which stained the bowl of noodles red.His trembling hands couldn't hold the noodle bowl tightly, and the bowl fell to the ground, spilling blood-stained noodles and soup all over the floor, Bei Juese frowned and bent down, covering his chest tightly with one hand, and his mouth with the other , bright red blood seeped from between his fingers and flowed down his hands to his sleeves, and large drops of cold sweat continued to emerge from his forehead.The strange energy in his body was running around like it was out of control, hitting every part of his body as if it was about to be cut back and forth by thousands of blunt knives, the intense pain crushed him almost like he couldn't breathe , The pain caused him to curl up into a ball and fall to the ground, rolling all over the place.He hugged his body tightly to try to relieve the pain, but it didn't work.

"Zhang Cheng, send it to the imperial doctor!"

Zhu Yijun bent down in a panic to stabilize Bei Juese's body that was rolling all over the ground, and finally made him stop, but when he was about to help him up, he vomited more blood.The dazzling blood immediately covered half of Zhu Yijun's sleeve, it was shockingly red.

Zhu Yijun hugged Bei Juese, frantically trying to wipe off the blood on his lips and face, but before he could wipe it off, more blood spit out again.The blood soon stained his dragon robe, and in a panic, he could only helplessly watch Bei Juese vomit blood continuously, and finally passed out with a pale face.

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