Nagato Fu

Frowning slightly. "Hong'er, what's on your mind recently? Why are you so preoccupied?"

Er Yuehong withdrew her complicated emotions and smiled at him.

"No, I'm probably tired."

He looked at the Danqing scroll with melancholy eyes.

This can be regarded as leaving a little memory for him...

Whatever, whatever.

He lowered his eyes lightly and said nothing.

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☆. The rebel army conspired against the army and was defeated, and the Emperor Jie cut off his robes

No.20 Four times, the rebel army was defeated in rebellion, and the Emperor Jie cut off his robe and cut off his love

It was early in the morning when I was awakened, the sky was still dark, and it was dark.

There seemed to be a different noise outside the window, Er Yuehong pressed her eyebrows, sighed and turned over, and changed her clothes in the dark.

"Qingyun, Qingle—"

Hearing the sound, two servant girls came in, dressed neatly, and looked as if they had been awakened a long time ago.

The two of them lit the candles, and the room became much brighter.

"What's going on outside, what's the fuss about at this hour?" Er Yuehong asked with a slight frown.

Qingyun Qingle looked at each other with flickering expressions.Qing Yun took a step forward cautiously, and said: "Master, continue to rest, it's fine."

"Is there anything you can't tell me?" Er Yuehong slightly raised her eyebrows, looking at her flickering eyes. "Are you two going to hide it from me?"

"Slaves don't dare!" Qing Le stepped forward quickly, exchanged a glance with Qing Yun, then closed her eyes and continued. "The servant girl is not very clear about it. I only know that there are rebels entering the capital at night and breaking into the palace. Your Majesty was almost assassinated in the imperial study, and the palace is in chaos now..."

Eryue Hongxin shuddered and interrupted loudly: "Who is planning the rebellion?"

Qing Le raised her head to look at him, lowered her head a little unbearably, and said slowly: "It is... Master Zuo Cheng Tang."

Er Yuehong took a step back, supported the stone table behind her, took a few deep breaths before calming down.

"Where is His Majesty now?"

"Return to Master, His Majesty is in the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

"Change my clothes." Er Yuehong pressed her hands hard, her knuckles turned white.

"Master, you can't go!" Qingyun showed an anxious expression, and hurriedly called him. "Tang Cheng is responsible for the treason, and has nothing to do with the master. His Majesty will not punish the master..."

"How could it have nothing to do with me?" Er Yuehong interrupted her with a wry smile, and pressed her lips tightly. "Even if he makes mistakes again, he is still my father, and..."

And this time, the two players playing chess are the ones he can't let go of.One is a close relative of flesh and blood, and the other is the love of this life, how can it be possible to disregard their life and death?

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists secretly.

"Change my clothes quickly, I'm going to the Hall of Supreme Harmony!"

Zhang Qishan stood in front of his majesty, looking up at the high dragon chair.

That seat is the real Nine Heavens Supreme, above ten thousand people.

"Isn't it good to hold power in your hands?"

The corners of his lips raised, he turned around and looked coldly at the man who was imprisoned by two guards and knelt on the ground.

"Unfortunately, you have no chance of success at all."

Tang Qi himself had been tightly imprisoned by the guards in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, unable to move even a single centimeter, but he still raised his head and looked back at him without fear, and said calmly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Veteran, I would like to bet Give up."

Zhang Qishan snorted and looked at him coldly.

"You can see it, but it's a pity that you are too overconfident. You do control most of the military power, but don't forget, I don't only have military power."

He raised his jaw slightly and looked down at him condescendingly, the invisible majesty was naturally awed like this.

"There is Xie Jiu in Zhenwen, Li Yue in Wu, Qi Yun among the courtiers, and the support of the Huo family's merchants outside the court. What about you, what do you have? Do you think your vicious officials can Contend with my confidant? Or do you think that I will trust you completely and leave no defense?"

"...As expected, you already knew."

Zhang Qishan smiled slightly, and raised his hands behind his back: "Ever since I saw your thoughts, I have been thinking about how to give you a chance." He paused, raised his head, and the coldness in his eyes did not hide it. "I'm not afraid of your rebellion, I'm only afraid that your city is deep enough to endure. An enemy in the open is always much easier to deal with than an enemy in the dark, isn't that so? I thought Tang Cheng would understand this well... ..."

There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Tang Qi moved his lips, his eyes were a little gray.

"... Letting the children of my Tang family enter the palace is also part of your game, right? By favoring the title of concubine Duan, you frequently bestow great favors on us, so that we have the opportunity to secretly expand our power and seize military power. Others themselves It's because I can't see your hard work, I just think it's the blessing of Concubine Duan, who is much loved by His Majesty." Tang Qi sighed, as if mocking himself. "As for the old minister, you really didn't see through this game, and unknowingly followed your plan step by step. The higher you climb, the harder you fall! Your Majesty played a good game of chess!"

He laughed out loud, and after he finished laughing, he raised his head, his cloudy eyes met Zhang Qishan's deep and stern gaze.

"Your Majesty has worked so hard, the old minister is really, I am ashamed of myself!"

"Unfortunately, Tang Chengfa thinks it's too late." Zhang Qishan curled his lips calmly, and there was indeed a bit of chill in his eyes. "If you are cautious enough, you will not expose your ambition; if you are not greedy, you will stop in time, and you will not step closer to the situation I set up! You are to blame!" He sternly shouted.

"It's your fault...it's your own fault." Tang Qi smiled wryly and closed his eyes. "Tang Qi can be regarded as dead now. Your Majesty wants to kill or cut, please go ahead."

Zhang Qishan looked down at him, and sighed softly: "It's a pity, even the entire Tang family will die for your stupidity."

He clapped his hands after he finished speaking, and the guard stepped forward, trying to drag Tang Qi down.

"I see who dares!"

With a loud shout, everyone was shocked when they heard the sound.

Zhang Qishan froze and wanted to turn his head, but was stopped by a sharp voice.

"Don't move!" Er Yuehong stood behind him, strangled his neck fiercely, and pressed the dagger tightly to his throat with the other hand. "Let go of him! Otherwise, the dagger in my hand won't have eyes!" He shouted at the person who imprisoned Tang Qi.

Everyone present was shocked, but Zhang Qishan's expression was unexpectedly calm.

All the guards drew their swords out of their sheaths one after another, closely watching every move of the comer.But he also looked at Zhang Qishan hesitantly, not daring to take the next step before hearing the order.

"Even a concubine who has no power to restrain a chicken can't stop it. It seems that you don't need to be the imperial guards." Zhang Qishan said lightly.

The commander of the guards trembled without a trace, and said in a deep voice: "The humble minister has neglected his duty! It's just that the concubine Duan came here with the jade pendant that His Majesty carried with her, and said that His Majesty called her urgently..." He looked up and gritted his teeth. "The sinner is the father of the empress. Based on His Majesty's consistent favor for the empress, I mistakenly thought that His Majesty wanted to show mercy outside the law and allow her to see the sinner for the last time... This humble minister is negligent in his duty!"

He fell to one knee, terrified.

Er Yuehong laughed lowly, and said, "It seems that His Majesty's favor is not only useful in designing my father."

Seeing that Zhang Qishan was silent, he felt a tightness in his throat and struggled to speak out.

"I heard what you said just now. You, have you been lying to me all this time?"

"I never lied to you." Zhang Qishan replied in a deep voice.

"Yes, you didn't lie to me, you just used me all the time." Er Yuehong chuckled, her voice already somewhat cold. "Using the name of 'favoring' me, my father has the capital to be proud of his favor. Your Majesty is really clever!" He paused as if he was suffocated, and then trembled for a moment. "You can obviously...don't give him a chance, why do you deliberately indulge him, and then force him to this point!"

"Because an emperor thinks about how to eradicate dangers, rather than allowing possible dangers and letting the destiny. I don't believe in the destiny!" Zhang Qishan said calmly and indifferently. "Hong'er, is I not good enough for you? Everything I said is true, and I have never lied to you. You... shouldn't be here."

"I have no other choice!" He gritted his teeth and roared tremblingly. The strength in his hands did not decrease, but intensified, trying his best not to let people notice that his eye sockets were getting wet.

"You have!" Zhang Qishan interrupted him coldly. "If it wasn't for this moment, you would still be my concubine Duan, and I would protect you, and you would be fine!"

"But my life would be worse than death." Er Yuehong smiled bitterly in his ear, took a deep breath, and forced her indifference. "He is guilty, but he is my father. If the Tang family is ransacked, how can I live alone?"

"Okay, one of them can't live alone." Zhang Qishan sneered. "If I don't do what you want, do you want to kill me without hesitation?"

Er Yuehong tightened her hand holding the dagger, and moved an inch closer.

"Yes." He gritted his teeth.

Zhang Qishan's eyes darkened.

"Do you think your Tang family will be saved if you kidnap me?"

"At least, my parents and elder brother can be saved." Er Yuehong said calmly, raised her head and said sharply. "Immediately prepare the chariots and horses, I want to watch my parents and elder brother leave Beijing with my own eyes! Otherwise..."

He used force, and the sharp dagger drew a light bloodstain on Zhang Qishan's neck.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

There were exclamations everywhere, and Zhang Qishan's eyes turned completely cold, as cold as ice.

"You are merciless." His voice suddenly sank. "It's a good thing I was thinking about hurting you just now."

He clearly told himself that his words had a purpose, but after hearing this, Er Yuehong still couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and lost his mind for a moment.

But with just this moment of hesitation, the situation has turned upside down.

Zhang Qishan suddenly pinched his wrist, and clenched his knuckles, Er Yuehong let out a pained cry, and the dagger fell to the ground.

In the next moment, Zhang Qishan grabbed his joints and turned over, completely suppressing him.The surrounding guards drew their swords and rushed forward, pointing at his neck, surrounding him layer by layer.

Er Yuehong panted, gritted her teeth and tried to sit up on her elbows, but her shoulders felt a sharp pain, and she collapsed to the ground again.

It turned out that at that moment, Zhang Qishan had already removed his right arm, so he couldn't use his strength at all.

Zhang Qishan pushed away the guards who were escorting him, walked over step by step, bent down and clasped his jaw tightly, and looked down at him condescendingly.

"Why do you question me? Hong'er, ask yourself, it's not that you don't know your father's ambitions. It's me who should ask you! Is your so-called affection and so-called love for me sincere, or is it for this day that you let me soft on you?"

"What's the use of asking now?" Er Yuehong curled up her lips and laughed self-deprecatingly, and paused every word. "It's a foregone conclusion."

Zhang Qishan narrowed his gaze, but his haughty and handsome eyes were somewhat cold and dead at the moment.

"Well, it's a foregone conclusion. You're right. Don't you want to save your father? Okay, okay, why wait until after the autumn to ask about it?" He sneered and turned his head to look in Tang Qi's direction with cold eyes. "All the guards listen to the order! The former Zuo Cheng Tang Qi was an ambitious wolf, intending to rebel, committing treasonous things, attempted to assassinate him in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and killed him on the spot!"

Er Yuehong gasped.

"Don't-"

The guard who imprisoned Tang Qi had drawn out his knife without hesitation.

The knife fell from the hand, and blood flew everywhere.

He only felt that his eyes were gray and white, and his figure swayed suddenly.

"Clan members of the Tang clan, give Lian Zuo Zuo and beheaded!"

He could no longer hear anything, and the tears that he never shed easily poured out uncontrollably at this moment.

But he couldn't care less about anything.

"No, don't! Please..."

With no strength in his arms, he could only crawl over inch by inch, firmly grasping the corner of his clothes, abandoning all dignity, just to beg him.

"Please, let them go, they are innocent! You kill me, kill me! As long as you can let them go..."

Zhang Qishan drew the knife from the waist of the guard at the side, and cut off the corner of his clothes without hesitation.

The luxurious brocade cloth floated down and landed on the ground.

So decisive.

"If you want to die, I will not let you die; if you want to leave the palace, I will lock you here. You, never want to leave the palace for the rest of your life!"

He looked down at him coldly, with an indifferent expression. After a while, he raised his head and spoke in a deep voice.

"From now on, concubine Duan will be thrown into the cold palace. Without my permission, she is not allowed to leave half a step!"

Eryuehong, who had been swung away, lay on the ground, clutching the broken brocade on the ground in a daze, and let out a smirk.

He smiled bleakly, like a broken puppet.Without struggling, he was dragged away by the palace guards.

When his laughter faded away, Zhang Qishan scanned the surrounding guards and said coldly:

"If you don't do enough to protect the Lord, you will be punished for three months and three months of salary. Do you have any objections?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace"

Compared with losing his life, this kind of punishment is really light.The guard commander thought to himself.

The great eunuch Jia Tuhai hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, forgive me for boldly saying that assassinating Your Majesty is a serious crime. According to the law, no one from the Tang family can stay. Here, empress..."

Zhang Qishan interrupted in a cold voice, dragged out his voice and said in a deep voice: "Is Zhen the emperor, or are you, Jia Tuhai, the emperor?"

His voice was light, but the eunuch who had served for a long time hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty.

Zhang Qishan waved his hand impatiently to let him back down, but his gaze was dead silent.

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☆, Enter the cold palace and isolate yourself from the world, raise your glass to relieve your worries and sing at night

No.20 Five times in the cold palace, isolated from the world, raise a glass to relieve sorrow, and sing at night

Into the limbo, which means that the emperor's previous favor has come to naught.Coupled with the Tang family's loss of power, those courtiers who used to rush to flatter them are now afraid to avoid the cold palace.

"Look at these faces. In the past, when the master was favored, they all rushed to please the master. Now that the master has lost power, they all walk around the road one after another, as if there are some scourges here!" Brocade bit her lip angrily.

Ling Luo turned her face away with a wry smile.

"There's nothing to do about it... Who in this palace is not wise and safe? If you get involved with people like us in the cold palace, what kind of crime will you get if you don't keep it safe?"

She sighed, but heard a somewhat familiar crisp voice behind her.

"The slave Liqing Palace, came here at the order of Princess Li Yuan."

When Lingluo Brocade heard the sound and turned around, the little eunuch who had stepped into the cold palace gate raised his head and smiled at the two of them, with red lips and bright teeth, really delicate and lovely.

"The princess has something to give to the empress, and the servant is ordered to come. Two sisters, can you be more accommodating?"

Seeing his face clearly, Ling Luo was startled, and her lips trembled in surprise.

"My lord, my lord!"

She and brocade rushed to salute.

Xie Jiu quickly helped the two of them up, put a finger on his lips, and said in a low voice: "There is no need to be too polite. I came here in this dress to avoid attracting the attention of others, but I can't stay here for too long. I need to discuss important matters with your master, where is your master?"

"Master, the inner hall." Ling Luo restrained her expression, and quickly led him into the inner hall.

Xie Jiu walked quickly into the inner hall, and saw the person by the window sitting at an empty table with only a yellowed book spread out in front of him.But his eyes were absent, obviously not in his mind.

Er Yuehong raised her head when she heard the sound, she was startled when she saw the person coming, and stood up while leaning on the table.

"My lord? Why did you come here?"

"Why is it so unfamiliar again?" Xie Jiu sighed. "You don't regard me as a brother, but I regard you as a bosom friend."

Er Yuehong exhaled lightly, and smiled lightly.

"Don't come here again, Ninth Brother. I don't want to involve you."

Xie Jiu smiled and shook his head.

"If I'm afraid of being implicated by you, I won't come today."

He calmly sat down opposite Er Yuehong, and said in a low voice: "Brother Huang ordered that no one is allowed to come to see you. I could have bribed the guards at the door to come in, but I was afraid of attracting attention. I had to ask Princess Li Yuan to lend her Come to visit in the name of him." He smiled wryly. "Princess Li Yuan is the cousin of my brother and I. She has had a deep relationship since childhood, and she is still young. Even if my brother finds out, he won't blame her."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked directly into Er Yuehong's eyes.

"I can't stay too long, so I have to make a long story short. Er Yuehong, are you willing to leave the palace and the capital?"

Er Yuehong's breath was stagnant, she turned her face away to avoid his gaze.

"...He won't give me a chance."

He didn't say his name, but they both knew each other.

"If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have come to ask you." Xie Jiu said anxiously. "As long as you are willing, I have a way to send you out of the palace! As you... the emperor will not order you to be arrested. The world is so big, as long as you leave the capital, he will not be able to find you! My people will Escort you to the south, and when you reach Qingzhou, someone will arrange for you."

"Why help me?" Er Yuehong sighed. "Once the deeds are exposed, you will also be implicated."

"I just... don't want to see you torture each other like this." Xie Jiu pursed his lips, lowered his head and gave a wry smile. "If you are really locked up in this cold palace for the rest of your life, not only will you suffer, but so will the emperor. He is torturing you, but why isn't he torturing himself? I would rather let you go. At least, I don't have to look at you like this anymore." torture."

Er Yuehong clenched her hand hanging under the table subconsciously.

"Let me think about it."

"Okay." Jie Jiu gave him a deep look. "If you decide to leave the palace, just tie a hairband on the sycamore tree in front of the main entrance of Lenggong. If you decide to stay, then...don't do anything."

He stood up, walked a few steps, stopped again, and murmured.

"I don't understand, why do you and Brother Huang love each other so much, but why do you torture each other like this? Could it be that hatred is really deeper than love?"

He left these words and left quietly.

Er Yuehong gave a wry smile, clenched and then loosened her fists, staring at the yellowed medical books on the table in a daze.

Ninth brother, you have never loved anyone, so you don't understand.

How can the simple words "love" or "hate" explain the bond between people?

I don't know what the two talked about at all, but seeing her master's uneasy appearance, Jin Duan cautiously said:

"Master, the forsythia and winter jasmine are in bloom in the yard, they are very beautiful, why don't you go and have a look, master?"

As she spoke, she offered tea cups.

Er Yuehong withdrew her absent-minded gaze, shook her head lightly at her, and said, "What's the use? You'll have to thank them sooner or later. If you haven't seen them at their most splendid, you won't be sad for their failure."

Jin Duan bowed her head, unable to speak, so she bowed and withdrew.

Going around a screen, she grabbed the girl who was cleaning the tables and chairs, and sighed: "Sister Lingluo, how can I do this, since I moved to this cold palace, I haven't seen the master smile again. It was clearly so before. Someone who loves to laugh..."

Ling Luo straightened up, but also paused when she heard the words, and sighed lowly, her eyes were a little wet.

"The clansmen were killed, and the loved ones became enemies. If it were you and me, I'm afraid I would lose the courage to live. How can I force my master to laugh?"

While wiping the table, she murmured: "Your Majesty, don't allow Qingyun Qingle to come over. It must be uncomfortable for the two of them to guard the empty Duanhua Palace. I don't know if we can see each other in our lifetime... Hey, what's going on outside?" Are you noisy?"

Jindu also took a look outside, then turned to Lingluo and said, "I'll go and have a look."

After staring blankly out of the window for an unknown amount of time, Er Yuehong was brought back to her senses by the sound of the cup falling to pieces.

Lingluo and brocade were both outside, presumably one of them accidentally broke the cup.

I didn't intend to reprimand them, but the two maids have been in the palace for two years, and their hands and feet have almost improved.

"Brocade," he called for brocade, seeing the timid servant girl flickering, avoiding his gaze, feeling suspicious. "It was you just now, right?"

"Your servant knows your mistake!" Jin Dun bit her lower lip and saluted. "Master, punish me!"

"Why should I punish you?" Er Yuehong sighed. "Come here, I'm not a tiger, why stand so far away?"

Jin Duan walked over slowly, her eyes wandered even more, and she refused to meet his eyes.

"Have been in the palace for more than two years, and still make this kind of mistake, do you have something on your mind?"

"No!" Brocade replied quickly.

Er Yuehong narrowed her eyes and sighed: "You answered so quickly, it proves that you have something on your mind, and it's not a trivial matter. Tell me, what's the matter. I heard the commotion outside just now, and it has something to do with it? You He Lingluo followed me into the palace, and has served me for a long time, I regard you as my own sisters, and I really don't want you to hide anything from me."

Jin Duan hesitated, twisted the veil, hesitated again and again, and then said in a low voice: "It's the servant girl who just heard what the maids outside the Leng Palace said. It is true, Empress Yunbi is happy, there are already... two Many months."

Er Yuehong was taken aback, her heart sank.

It took less than a month for me to live in the cold palace, and that concubine Yun was already two months pregnant... When Zhang Qishan was with him, he was still in love with the tenderness of women.

He clearly told himself that he should let go, but he still couldn't do it.He has bitterness and resentment in his heart.

"One generation, one pair in a lifetime", maybe it's just a poem after all?

He took a deep breath, and said in a low trembling voice: "Jindu, you and Lingluo, are you willing to come with me?"

"Go? Where are you going?" Brocade's eyes widened.

Er Yuehong didn't answer, just stretched out her hand, untied the white headband she wore for mourning, lowered her eyes, and handed over some broken silver to the brocade.

"Go, make accommodations with the guards guarding the cold palace, and tie it to the plane tree."

Perhaps, how much grace and mutual acquaintance and companionship have become a thing of the past.

Do you know, thousands of miles still look back?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" The woman's exquisite makeup had already been washed away by tears, and she knelt down at the opponent's feet in panic.

Zhang Qishan kicked her away without hesitation, and frowned in disgust.

"What qualifications do you have to call me?"

"Your Majesty, the concubine was confused for a moment! The concubine knew it was wrong, the concubine knew it was wrong..." Concubine Yun crawled over in embarrassment and kowtowed at him. "I beg Your Majesty to spare the life of my concubine!"

"You have the face to beg me to forgive you for doing such a careless thing?" Zhang Qishan stared at him coldly, and sneered. "Okay, I promise, if you tell me who the father of the fetus in your womb is, I will spare your life."

Yun Bin's face turned pale suddenly, she kowtowed blindly, but refused to speak.

"I am not a person who cherishes fragrance and cherishes jade, such bitter tricks are useless to me." Zhang Qishan picked up the teacup on the side, slowly pushed aside the tea foam, and drank tea leisurely. "However, I am very patient. The Ministry of Criminal Justice has 72 kinds of criminal laws, which you can enjoy slowly. However, you still have a child in your womb. I am afraid that the second or third criminal law will not keep the child..."

"Your Majesty!" Yun Bin prostrated herself at his feet with tears streaming down her face, sobbing. "I said, I said...it's Gao Yong! It's the imperial guard Gao Yong!"

"It's him?" Zhang Qishan frowned, a little surprised.His gaze swept her up and down again, and he continued in a deep voice. "Such a royal scandal would not have saved your life. But you are not kidding, I promised you, so it won't count."

He clapped his hands, and the palace guards at the door came in immediately upon hearing the sound.

"Concubine Yun Dong, having an affair with others, messing up the harem. Nian has been with him for many years, and the death penalty is temporarily exempted. His title is removed, he is demoted to a commoner, and he is expelled from the palace!"

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yun Bin kowtowed a few times with tears in her eyes, and was dragged out by the palace servants.

Zhang Qishan pressed the center of his brows wearily, and picked up the teacup again.

A young eunuch hurried over and saluted, "See Your Majesty!"

"Get up and talk."

The little eunuch got up from the ground and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, there will be a song and dance banquet in Zhiruo Palace tomorrow night, and the dancers will be chosen by Empress Lan. Empress Lan invites you to come over."

Jia Tuhai replaced him with new tea and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, are you going?"

"Go. Why not?"

Zhang Qishan replied very simply, without any hesitation.

"There are three thousand beauties in my palace, why stick to just one?" He raised one corner of his lips, smiling indifferently and mocking himself.

I don't know whether to listen to him or to listen to myself.

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☆、Love and hate are burnt out, and souls and dreams are broken by the gate of the deep palace

No.20 Six Chapters of Love and Hate Burned in the Fire, Soul Dreams Break the Nagato of the Deep Palace

This night, the Zhiruo Palace can be said to be brightly lit.

The dancer in red gauze spun fast, and the red ribbon in her hand was wrapped around her body, flying with her dancing posture.The surrounding yellow clothes make the woman in the middle more red and bright.

Zhang Qishan frowned, and smashed the wine cup in his hand with a single force, which shocked everyone.The music also stopped immediately.

Concubine Lan stood up in panic, with a frightened expression, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, is this dance not satisfactory?"

Zhang Qishan looked at the dancer in the middle with heavy eyes, and said coldly: "I hate red the most, change it for me!"

"...Yes." Concubine Lan relaxed slightly, and turned to the dancer and shouted. "Hurry up! Didn't you hear His Majesty's words?"

The dancer backed away in fear.Lan Fei looked at his calm face, slowly leaned into his arms, and said softly: "Your Majesty, do you want to continue watching?"

Her body was very soft, but it reminded him of another person.

That person, probably because of singing and practicing his figure all the year round, is really soft and boneless.He is obviously a man, but his bones are softer than that of a woman.

"Look. Go ahead." He closed his eyes. "You arranged this yourself? It was really hard work."

So he didn't refuse her to lean into his arms.

——Three days later, at midnight and three quarters.

Er Yuehong took a deep look one last time, put away the note, and looked out the window.

"Master, you're already caught in the wind and cold, so don't blow the cold wind by the window." Ling Luo put on a coat for her master, and persuaded softly.

"It's okay...cough..." Er Yuehong covered her mouth, but her voice was hoarse, so low that it was almost inaudible. "...Where did the music come from?"

"This... sounds like the direction of Zhiruo Palace or Liye Palace, probably there is a singing and dancing banquet." Ling Luo replied. "Master, you are coughing so badly and your voice is so hoarse, it's better not to talk yet. After a while, Jin Duan will bring back the medicine from the imperial hospital, and I will boil it for you first."

She sighed low.

"Master, you say that you are making things difficult for yourself? Your body is yours. If you are sick, who will feel sorry for you?" As soon as she said the words, she felt that something was wrong, afraid of making Er Yuehong sad, she hurriedly said. "Slave, slave girl said the wrong thing! This slave girl slapped her own mouth!"

Er Yuehong stopped her hand, and said with difficulty: "Okay, it's not a big deal, no need..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

He took his hand away, and there was a pool of dark red blood on the snow-white veil.

Not only Lingluo was taken aback, but even he himself was a little surprised, staring at the handkerchief speechless.

"Well, how could this be? Master's illness must not be..." Ling Luo couldn't continue, and looked at him worriedly, her eyes were red. "No, I have to ask the imperial doctor to take a look!"

"I'm in the cold palace, which imperial doctor is willing to come?" Er Yuehong struggled to say a few words, and then coughed a few more times. "Besides...Your Majesty, they will not be allowed to come."

"No! This servant can tell that His Majesty still likes you! This servant is going to beg him! Your Majesty will not sit idly by!" Ling Luo said anxiously.

The matter between him and Zhang Qishan has never been hidden from these maidservants, so they naturally know something about it.However, at this moment, Er Yuehong could only smile wryly.

He likes me, so he can't forgive me.

But why say these words to make her despair?

"Why hasn't Brocade come back? When she comes back, the slave will immediately go to His Majesty to plead for mercy..."

Halfway through the conversation, Er Yuehong coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Ling Luo was in a hurry, but she also worried that Er Yuehong could not be left alone, so she couldn't go immediately.

Er Yuehong saw her twisting her handkerchief and walking back and forth in the house in a hurry, she was moved, she said in a hoarse voice, "You...cough, you go... just for a while, it doesn't matter if I'm alone."

Lingluo hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Master, then I will go right away. When Jindu comes back, master must remind her to make medicine, that girl has a very bad memory."

Er Yuehong nodded, watching her hurriedly walk out with a soft smile in her eyes.

Not long after Lingluo left, she probably felt that the wind had cooled down, so Er Yuehong closed the window and walked into the inner room.

Suppressing his coughing and tidying the bed, he suddenly heard a soft "click" sound from behind, he was startled and turned his head.

There was no one else in the inner room, but he always felt that something was wrong, almost subconsciously walked to the door and tried to push the door, feeling a chill in his heart.

The door was locked from the outside.

The next moment, I smelled the smell of burnt wood coming from outside.

This is clearly premeditated arson!

This thought quickly flashed through Er Yuehong's mind.

... who wants him to die?Concubine Huo?

No.He secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.Because of Zhang Qishan's undisguised love before, there are countless concubines who regard him as a thorn in the side of the palace and want to get rid of him as soon as possible, and there is more than one concubine Huo Guishan?

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only use his body to hit the door.

But it was too late, the fire started extremely fast, and when the door was knocked open, the flames had already greeted them.The outer room is already a mess.

With anxiety in his heart, he scanned his surroundings and hurried to the place where the fire was the smallest.

But he didn't notice that the scorched beam was falling down.

At the moment when he was hit by a scorched beam and lost consciousness, what he thought in his mind was, fortunately, the two girls are not here, so there is no need to trouble others.

The cold palace was on fire, and because it was too remote, it was already in ruins when it was discovered.

When the news came, Zhang Qishan immediately sobered up from the wine, without being drunk at all.

Completely forgetting that there was still a chariot, he was crazy and almost ran all the way.

Before reaching Lenggong, he saw two familiar servant girls kneeling in front of the ruins and weeping bitterly.

He was stunned, stopped, and his eyes slowly swept over everyone and the entire ruins.

...What about that person?

He staggered a little, and the little eunuch beside him stepped forward to help him, but he pushed him away.

"Hong'er..." He murmured in a daze, walked up to Lingluo and Jindu, gritted his teeth and shouted sharply, "Where is your master? Why don't you come out to see me?"

Ling Luo raised her head with red eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, master... is gone..."

"Leaving?" Zhang Qishan stared at her closely, his voice lowered. "Where did he go?"

Ling Luo tightly covered her mouth, shook her head, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty!" Brocade couldn't help crying anymore, and threw herself down in front of him. "Master is gone! He is gone! He will never come back again! It's all my fault, my delay... If I came back sooner, Master wouldn't have died in vain..."

"Death in vain? Who are you talking about?" Zhang Qishan looked at her in disbelief.

Ling Luo and Jin Dun could only whimper, unable to speak anymore.

"You all lied to me! He's clearly still alive!" Zhang Qishan was furious, pushed them away, walked quickly to the ruins, and dug out the charred beams and pillars with his hands.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty can't do it!" Jia Tuhai anxiously waved the guards over. "Hurry up, hurry up! Don't let His Majesty hurt yourself!"

Zhang Qishan angrily pushed away the person who stepped forward to stop him, and continued gritted his teeth.

Digging and digging, he stopped.

In the scorched black ruins, there are two bright colors of green.Of the two jasper bracelets, one was intact, while the other was completely broken.

The treasure made of warm jade for thousands of years is lying quietly in the ruins like waste.

Since then, there have been no more triple rings in the world, only a single ring with two rings left.

He picked up the intact bracelet in a daze.

After a long while, I finally shed tears.

On that day, General Zhen Guo faced the flames of war and the full moon, as if he could not feel the pain in his leg, he drank by himself.

That day, a child in ragged clothes mingled in the crowd and stole a purse skillfully by taking advantage of people's unpreparedness.

On that day, under the flickering candlelight, the handsome scholar concentrated on holding the book, his figure and shadow reflected alone.