Lord, you are so beautiful

The hotter the summer, the hotter the weather, the more lazy Mu Qing is, and the longer the afternoon nap.

This morning, Qilin changed Mu Qing's clothes, and when he lowered his head and stood in front of Mu Qing to put on his belt, he suddenly said softly: "Your Highness, pay attention, the Emperor's complexion is getting worse and worse these days."

"My heart is panicked, so my face is naturally not good-looking." Mu Qing said lightly.

"After we parted ways with the emperor in the palace that day, the palace secretly sent some people to assassinate us." Qilin said, "How long does the prince want to keep doing this?"

"I don't have the strength, I don't want to make a fuss." Mu Qing took a sip of the cold tea beside him, "There are droughts and floods in many places this year, the imperial court has to find a way as soon as possible."

"Dongchang has already allocated the disaster relief funds. In a few days, the local officials will naturally report the disaster situation. Your lord, don't worry." Qi Lin followed Mu Qing and walked all the way to the gate of the mansion with a saber tied around his waist.

"You go and dispatch Jinyiwei to go to places where the disaster is serious, and if you find corrupt officials embezzling disaster relief funds, you will be killed." Mu Qing sat on the sedan chair, and a frosty voice came from inside.

"Yes." Qilin replied.

In the palace, there was a silence in the court hall, Mu Qing stood quietly at the front, looked indifferently at the servant next to the dragon chair, and said coldly, "Why hasn't the emperor gone to court?"

"Return to the prince," the little servant knelt on the ground and said: "The emperor felt uncomfortable after waking up this morning, so there was a delay. Please wait for the meeting with the prince and all the adults."

Mu Qing frowned, his expression was extremely bad, and no one dared to provoke him at this moment.

It took about a cup of tea before Chi Wen came out from the side room, her eyes were gray, and she felt uncomfortable when she fell on anyone.His face was a little pale, but his lips were very bright red, and he had the illusion of being crazy or not.

Mu Qing's brows frowned even deeper, he looked at Mu Qing and said, "Why is Mu Qing's complexion so bad, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Drought and floods continue in Yujiang and other places, and the emperor still cares about his minister's private affairs?" Mu Qing looked at him.

Chi Wen looked at the darker crow blue in his eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Because of my own selfish desires, Mu Qing wiped out 21 people in the upper and lower buildings of the Beijing Zhongyi Fu Building with one order. Take care of the life and death of the rest of the people."

The atmosphere in the early court today was too murderous, and all the ministers were dripping with cold sweat.Mu Zhi tilted his head and glanced at his younger brother, but didn't speak, and Mu Qing didn't speak, just looked at Chi Wen idly.

Chi Wen crouched on the dragon chair, her eyes fluttering, "I heard that Mu Qing found a man who looked exactly like me and sent him to Peiping. Marquis Wen was suspected of treason a few years ago, so Mu Qing sent him to Peiping. What do you mean?"

"If the emperor has something to say, you might as well speak it straight, I will listen with all your ears." Mu Qing said indifferently, there was already a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"I want you to kill him." The first time he mentioned it privately, Mu Qing dismissed it, and the second time, he raised it again in front of civil and military officials.

Mu Qing only smiled and said, "The emperor is tired of wearing this dragon robe."

"Muqing is bold." Chi Wen also smiled lightly, "If you don't kill me, I will kill you."

Mu Qing listened quietly.

Chi Wen muttered in his mouth: "Rong Wangmu is all about flashy and untrue, and he is a friend of the court. It is obvious that he intends to rebel. There is a taboo of evil. Immediately deprive him of his title, abolish his title, and bestow death on him."

A waiter carried a tray with a glass of poisoned wine on it, and brought it to Mu Qing tremblingly, trembling uncontrollably, almost spilling the poisoned wine in the glass.

"emperor!"

"Think twice, Your Majesty! The prince has made great contributions to the country and the country!"

In an instant, all the officials knelt down and pleaded for Mu Qing, but Mu Qing only snorted coldly.

If he doesn't drink this poisonous wine, Chi Wen will drink it. Chi Min's face is normal. Thinking about it, he has thought about it for a long time. If Mu Qing is not dead, it will be difficult for him to assume the power of the emperor, and it is meaningless to live. It is better to die than to be manipulated by others.It's just that before he dies, he has to try his luck again.

"Since ancient times, if a king wants his ministers to die, he has to die." Mu Qing held up the Panlong wine glass with a calm expression, and said indifferently: "The emperor really wants his ministers to die?"

"You just have to kill him." Chi Min smiled foolishly.

All quarrels are not as refreshing and neat as this glass of poisoned wine.

Mu Qing put the wine glass close to her light-colored thin lips.

Xiaoye shouted in horror: "My lord!"

"My lord, think twice!" All the ministers panicked.

Mu Qing looked at the little emperor he supported with one hand on the dragon chair, raised his head and drank the poison in the glass, with a icy cold smile on his lips, he threw the wine glass back on the tray with a clatter: "Rong Chen, go back!" Waiting for death, I will take my leave." Turning around, he strode away from the court hall.

Chi Wen sat on the dragon chair blankly, he didn't expect that Mu Qing would really drink it.

Muzhi stood quietly, unmoved.

Xiao Ye and the rest of the Jin Yiwei chased after him, Mu Qing walked quickly, a trace of blackness gradually gathered between his brows, and he shouted, "Xiao Ye."

"The subordinate is here." Xiao Ye's face was filled with panic and sorrow, "The subordinate will immediately force the prince to poison him."

"No need..." Mu Qing lightly raised his hand to stop it, "I've already been hit by the Fuyan, if you continue to use your internal energy, it will only kill me sooner. I have something to tell you to do."

"My lord..." Xiao Ye coldly grasped the Xiuchun knife, the nine halls were full of scorching sunlight, but it made him tremble as if he was soaked in ice water, "The subordinates go down and kill the emperor!"

"Stop!" Mu Qing called to him, with some uncontrollable pain showing on his face, he subconsciously covered his dull chest, and said with difficulty: "Go to Peiping quickly, and you must go to Peiping before the news of my king's death reaches Peiping." Tell Weiyuan, tell him not to do anything, don't take revenge and absolutely don't rebel. Go to Nanfa first, he has his own way to subdue Weiyuan..."

Before Mu Qing finished speaking, a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out.

"My lord!" Xiao Ye was startled.

"Go!" Mu Qing wiped the blood from his lips, supported a Jin Yiwei next to him to stabilize his figure, and shouted with all his might.

"...Your subordinate takes orders." Xiao Ye clenched his teeth and took a step back, turned around and ran away with the knife in his hand, and disappeared into the sun, and left the palace soon after.

Qilin swayed from Dongchang with a knife in his hand. He wanted to leave, but he saw a blinding flying fish suit outside the Nine Halls.

"What happened?" Qilin hurried forward.

"Deputy Envoy!" The guards in Jinyi called Qilin as if supporting Mu Qing, asking for help.

"What's wrong with the prince!" Qilin turned pale with shock, sealed Mu Qing's acupoint twice, and shouted angrily: "Go back to the palace! Go tell Dr. Xu!"

On the way, Qilin heard the ins and outs from Jin Yiwei, and ordered decisively: "Liao Qin, you and Qianhe have the best relationship. You go back to the palace first, and knock Qianhe unconscious when he is not prepared."

"Ah?" Liao Qin was taken aback.

"Otherwise, if he knows that he is designated to go back to the palace." Qilin immediately calmed down after panicking, and ordered one by one, "Xu Shu, go back to the palace and tell others to stabilize the situation in the palace first. At least the power of the East Factory will be guaranteed before the prince dies." It must be held in the hands of our Jin Yiwei, in case the prince has any orders to facilitate action."

The intermittent bleeding from Mu Qing's lips, and the jolting in the carriage made his heart tingle, but he didn't faint. He still had things to do, and listening to Qilin's orderly arrangement was quite relieved, so he just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Qianhe in Prince Rong's mansion was a little happy to see Jin Yiwei's little friend coming, so he turned to pour tea for him, but was knocked out from behind by a hand knife. Then he ran away, and before he left, he did not forget to tell the servant girl to report to him after he woke up.

Xu Ren got the news in advance and was already prepared when Mu Qing was sent back, but he was still quite frightened.

"Kirin grinds ink." Mu Qing pressed his chest with one hand and walked towards the study, Xu Den brought warm water to rinse his mouth and hang himself with ginseng.

Holding his last breath, Mu Qing wrote several letters in a row, and ordered: "These four letters should be sent to the generals of the four towns, this one to King Ning of Mobei, and this one to Ronglan Chengyi University." General, go now!"

"Yes!" Jin Yiwei took the letter rafts and left Prince Rong's mansion.

Several letters are exactly the same, with a seal and four words: stand still.

Mu Qing slowed down, and said softly: "Xu admits you to go down, don't do useless work, even you are hopeless, you can go back to Muchun Valley and continue to be your idle doctor."

"When the prince passes away, the grass people will naturally go back." Xu Zhen stood not far behind him, speaking respectfully.

Mu Qing let out a low laugh, took the wet handkerchief from Qilin to wipe off the blood on the corners of his lips, and wiped his hand again, his eyes softened: "Qilin is going to fetch the flower raft."

Qilin responded, took half a dozen flower rafts of different colors, picked out a light peach pink one, spread it in front of Mu Qing, and rubbed ink next to it.Mu Qing pulled off the blood-stained robe and wrote something slowly and earnestly with a pen.

His eyes are bright, as if filled with the starlight at night, full of crystals, Qilin has never seen such a tender look.

A drop of bright red blood slipped from the corner of his lips and dripped onto the flower raft, splashing out a small flower of blood.

Mu Qing's pen tip trembled, muffled coughing a few times, crumpled the flower raft and threw it away. Qilin spread another sheet and took another handkerchief. After taking it, Mu Qing bit it directly in his mouth. The veil slowly soaked a trace of bright red, but no more blood dripped on the flower raft.

By the time the last stroke was finished, the veil in Mu Qing's mouth had already turned blood red, and he folded it with trembling fingers and put it into the envelope, already a little angry: "When Qianhe wakes up, let him send it to Peking Give it to Lou Lan."

"Yes." Qilin slightly lowered his eyes to hide the sorrow in his eyes.

My wife Lou Lan:

I haven't seen you send a message to Beijing for several months, the words are ugly and you can't handle it, but you don't even have a message, you know how much I miss you.It's fine now, if you live happily in Beiping, don't come back, I'm dying, and when this letter reaches you, maybe the grave will be finished.

If you want to go back to the capital to see Chenxuan in the future, you can also burn incense sticks in front of my grave, and I will still haunt you in the next life.I always make you angry in this life, forget it, I will make a good impression on you in the next life.

我 很想 你.

Husband Muqing.