Ballad of Tianmen

A group of imperial physicians knelt on the ground with earthy faces, trembling.

Inside the incense burner, incense curled up.A gust of wind blew, and the bright yellow curtain began to flutter.The young man on the couch was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, there were faint traces of dried blood in the corners of his eyes, nose and even his ears.Chu Feihuan sat on the head of the bed, holding Chu Luo's hand that was losing temperature with one hand, her face was as cold as ice.

Looking at Chu Luo, she gradually relaxed.I still remember playing together in the imperial garden, Chu Luo holding her skirt and calling her sister sweetly.I still remember that she taught Chu Luo to ride and shoot, but he threw the bow and arrow on the ground in a temper and trampled on it several times.I still remember that every time he found some rare calligraphy and paintings, he brought them to her to ask for credit, hoping to get a compliment...

The queen mother left early, and the father and king were busy fighting everywhere.From the crown prince to the king of Chu, Chu Luo may not have grown at all, but after all, he was brought up by himself, those pictures were vividly spread in front of him, but now Chu Luo is lying on the couch motionless.I still remember the last words of my father before his death. "Huan'er, Luo'er is still young. You help him secure the throne of King Chu. Those lonely kings of clans who have different intentions have been eliminated. The end of the lonely king is approaching. From now on, the Kingdom of Chu will depend on you two brothers and sisters. Support, don't kill each other." She thought that Chu Luo was just a minor ailment, and that relying on Feng Jing and old age, her body would naturally be healthy.Why did he suddenly go crazy at the banquet and lose all his manners.Why did he fall into a coma and never wake up again?

Chu Feihuan stood up and walked forward step by step.She lowered her head slightly, and shot her cold eyes at the imperial physicians who were kneeling on the ground.

"Your Highness—" the hurried footsteps sounded somewhat messy.

The imperial doctors knelt on the ground, moved their knees, and made way for Feng Jing.

Feng Jing caught Chu Luo's pulse, his expression changed suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.On the small table next to the bed, there was also a blue and white porcelain bowl, and there were still some dark remnants in it.Feng Jing moved to the tip of her nose and sniffed. With a bang, the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and became a pool of fragments.Facing the palace servants who served the King of Chu, she sternly scolded: "Who sent this medicine?"

"Yes... it's Miss Chi Mu..." The palace man kept his head down and didn't dare to lift it up.After she finished speaking tremblingly, she prostrated herself on the ground, not even daring to breathe.

The hall fell silent for a moment.Feng Jing suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the palace maid's long hair, showing no mercy for her tearful eyes. "Bad maid! You are talking nonsense! Who sent you to harm the King of Chu?"

"Slave... I don't dare." The palace man said with some sobs, his eyes were full of panic and fear.

"Yes, it was sent by Miss Chi Mu." The other palace servants also spoke up tremblingly. If they didn't confess, they might all die.Feng Jing pushed the maid away and shook her head vigorously, as if she remembered something again, the shock on her face gradually turned into disappointment.Seemingly losing strength all of a sudden, Feng Jing fell to the ground.

A hand was stretched out towards her.

The expression on Chu Feihuan's face was very calm, she just asked indifferently: "How is Luo Er?"

Feng Jing shook her head, pursed her lips and did not answer.

"Is there something wrong with this medicine?" Chu Feihuan asked again, but Feng Jing's affirmative answer made her stagger.Fortunately, Feng Jing stood up and quickly supported her.

The death knell resounded over the palace of Chu and lingered for a long time.The group of imperial doctors kneeling below began to sob softly, and finally burst into tears.

Vigorously pushing away the sealing mirror beside him, Chu Feihuan took a step back, and when he reached the side of the bed, he first looked at Chu Luo's face, then turned to the palace servants, and shouted angrily: "Who allowed you to ring the death knell! These trash!" Clenching her fists tightly, she knocked off the edge of the bed, and she knelt on the ground.The heart was sour and sore, and the pain spread like being stabbed a few times, two lines of tears slid down the cheeks, as if talking to himself, "Luoer is still young..."

After the death knell sounded in the palace, the bells in the temple also rang, and the whole Pucheng was enveloped by the bells.A sad and depressed atmosphere spread from every corner.The women also carried back their children who were playing outside.

In the fourth year of Linping in Chu State, King Luo of Chu collapsed.

The people in the palace knelt down one after another.

"Your Highness, the ministers are all kneeling outside the hall."

It was a long time before I heard Chu Feihuan's words: "Show them into the palace."

The so-called eventful autumn, the news of the death of King Chu will soon spread to all major cities, and even the state of Qin in the north will soon know about it.Writing the name of the mausoleum, the book of mourning, the book of posthumous title, discussing the posthumous name, Chu Luo's funeral ceremony, and the matter of the next king of Chu occupied almost all the thoughts of the ministers of Chu State.For Qin's envoy, he has no leisure to take care of it.

Chu Feihuan stayed in the palace every night, her body was already thin and her complexion was exhausted and pale due to the torture these days.

Qin's envoys had already left Pucheng in the chaos, and even Yin Wuyi and Chi Mu were missing.Rubbing between his brows, a sad smile appeared on the corner of Chu Feihuan's mouth, what exactly is this?Is this a conspiracy?Why did Chi Mu attack Luo Er? Is it all out of Yin Wuxin's intention?Did she come to Chu country just to wait for this moment, just for revenge?It seemed that one moment she was still in love with her, and the next moment, a pot of cold water poured her heart into a chill.Apart from putting all doubts on Yin Wuyi, what other explanation is there?Are those tenderness just a false appearance to confuse people's hearts?This is quite a beauty trick!Chu Feihuan's heart was disturbed. What happened these days almost broke her down.She didn't think about eating or drinking, but she always thought of Chu Luo's terrified face that day, he kept tugging at his skirt and shouting: Sister, help me.

"Your Highness, please take care of yourself!" The soup on the side had already cooled completely, and Feng Jing, who had been by Chu Feihuan's side these days, looked at Chu Feihuan's appearance, and his heart was full of miserable.The candle flames were dancing, and the night wind blowing from the carved window carried a bone-chilling coolness.She took a few steps back, knelt down at the bottom of the steps, knocked her head on the ground and made a sound, she said as if begging, "Chu country has to be supported by His Highness."

"Feng Jing, in fact, you don't want to believe that it's late and unintentional, right? But the facts are in front of you, how can I excuse them? After Luoer's accident, they seemed to have evaporated from the world, and everything happened without warning Is this a coincidence? Unintentionally, she is Fu Heng's younger sister. Why do I believe that she is always by my side? But Feng Jing, do you think she blames me for not remembering the past? Is she blaming me for hurting me? Her legs have been crippled for three years, but I have already returned them... What is wrong with Luoer? She wants revenge on me. I am actually addicted to the tenderness she wove. □Ah, she is really ruthless, really cruel..."

"Your Highness, they will..."

"I know what you want to say, do you want to say if there is something wrong with them?" Chu Feihuan smiled, but his face was desolate.The wind outside blew on her body, and she couldn't help shivering several times.With her hands clasped tightly around her chest, she sat on the chair with a bent body, "I thought so too, but who forced them? They stayed at the house all the time, and there was no danger at all...except for them I really can't think of a reason for my own plan..."

"Look at Feng Jing, now that Luoer is dead, it must be the problem with the bowl of medicine, but I still can't bear to order them to hunt them down... Luoer wanted to kill me at the beginning, and I felt heartbroken, but now that Luoer is gone, I feel even more like a piece of flesh has been gouged out. He is my own brother. I watched him grow up... If he can't kill me, it's just a small fight... But now, even this small fight... The trouble is gone, and he was sealed in a cold coffin alone. Is he blaming me for not saving him? Is it my fault? I moved Fei Li's mind and left him in a state of panic and anxiety. The root cause of the disease? Otherwise, there will be no chance for people to take advantage of it?" Chu Feihuan said while laughing, but those two lines of tears were raging on her pale, almost transparent face.

Feng Jing, who was kneeling on the ground, also whimpered.

"Your Highness, you are not wrong! It's all my fault for not taking precautions."

Bang bang bang, one after another knocked their heads to the ground, blood dripping on their foreheads.

Chu Feihuan got up from the chair, walked around the table, pulled up the mirror, and shook his head vigorously.