Emperor Que Shaohua

Luo Pingyuan nodded to Mu Shaoqing, and turned to check Qingluan without thinking about it.The poison of You Ming Dao attacked quickly, and after only a short moment, she was already dying, and the black air on her face became more and more intense, revealing a faint gray color of dying.

Luo Pingyuan held her hand, his eyes were wet, and he said in a low voice: "Qingluan, wake up, I'm Pingyuan!" In order to say this, he waited for many years, but in vain. Unexpectedly, when it finally came out, life and death were already farewell.

Qingluan's eyelashes moved, and the pupils of Qingling's eyes were dim, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Your Highness, the servant girl knows it's you, and your tone of voice is still the same as before. Qingluan is so happy .”

Luo Pingyuan couldn't help crying: "Qingluan, why? We found it too late, don't you want to see Brother Huang?"

Qingluan trembled slightly, and tears covered her almond-shaped eyes: "This is very good, the servant girl feels at ease. Please tell Your Highness, Qingluan has made many mistakes all along, but finally did what he should do in the end." Whatever he does, he will be Lang Huan's man until his death, please don't care about me...take care of yourself..."

Her voice gradually became weaker and weaker, and finally became inaudible. The hand held by Luo Pingyuan hung down limply, and there was no more movement.

"Qingluan, Qingluan!" Luo Pingyuan called twice, but there was no response. His heart was full of sadness and loss. He couldn't believe that Qingluan, whom he had been thinking about for so many years, would appear in front of his eyes at the moment of reunion. I chose to end my life and left so decisively.Qingluan didn't give him an answer. From the beginning to the end, she just said that she couldn't help herself, that there was no need, that it wasn't worth saving, that Wei Wuze couldn't be allowed to continue plotting to harm the emperor...

Someone on the side sneered: "Still can't figure it out yet? Your Highness, you are such an idiot."

Luo Pingyuan turned around like an electric shock, and the person who spoke was Wei Wuze, who was mortally wounded but survived for a while, leaning against the wall, his tone still sarcasm: "Qingluan was living a good life, who would have thought that he would see you all of a sudden?" When it comes to you, after hearing the news from outside, she deliberately wants to die with me, so as to save Luo Shenhua from future troubles forever!"

His eyes seemed to be burning with two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, and the weird smile from the moment he met his lips showed again: "Until death, he was a man of Langhuan, Luo Shenhua is really capable, Qingluan won't do it for you." You live, but you are willing to die for him, wasting all your longing and hard work, what a pity, haha!"

Luo Pingyuan felt that the blood in his chest was rushing to his head, and when he fell back, it had condensed into frost, and angrily said: "Shut up, or I will send you back to the west immediately!"

However, the conversation he heard in the Miyun Valley vaguely flowed through his mind: Luo Yanhua's words can make many heroes charge forward and risk their lives, even two younger brothers bow their heads and obey their ears, let alone a little maid?It's about the disgraceful past, and it's too late for Sect Master Langhuan to cover it up, so how could he be willing to reveal it all at once?

Those words are like the poisonous wine that Qing Luan drank, converging with Wei Wuze's words, meandering and flowing in the almost barren heart, everywhere they go is the stinging pain of erosion.

That's right, no matter how hard he tried, Qingluan was still dead. Rather than reuniting with herself alive, she would rather die thinking about her brother Huang and Langhuan.

It has been raining for a long time, and it doesn't seem to stop, but it is getting bigger and bigger.When Luo Yanhua approached the house of blue bricks and gray tiles, half of the green clothes on his body were already wet.

He saw Qingluan who was lying quietly on the bed, Wei Wuze who was about to die, and the younger brother Luo Pingyuan who looked blank.Several Xuanshuang secret guards guarded the side with their swords, and Mu Shaoqing came up to meet them and reported the situation in a low voice.

The two clusters of flames in Wei Wuze's eyes, like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, are about to go out, but there is still a strange meaning in his eyes, which seems to be mocking, but also seems to be regretful: "Luo Shenhua, your deadline is coming soon, my seat I will take Qingluan and wait on Huangquan Road, and let her see how you end up. Haha, haha." Halfway through the laughter, it stopped abruptly.He seemed to be waiting for the arrival of King Jing, leaving behind a cold and ominous shadow, the tall torso that lost his life did not fall down, and there was still a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Yanhua stared silently at his body for a while, even though the opponent who had been entangled for many years still did not forget to curse at his deathbed, he had nothing to say in response to Wei Wuze.The afterglow of the haze of the past is still lingering, and the resentment and sin of the other party seem to have not yet ended, but death has separated Yin and Yang, and sent the former Lord Youming to another world.

Qingluan has also left, and she will not fall into Wei Wuze's control again, because the queen mother and uncle must be waiting on the other side of life to take her away from fear and loneliness.

Perhaps only by thinking in this way can the desolation and guilt in his heart be relieved. He is dizzy right now, and he really has no energy left to think about it.Tianyuan is not big, but when he got off the carriage through the side door, he felt that every step he took was like stepping on a cloud, strenuous and weak, dripping rain splashed on his body, he felt very cold, but his whole body was still hot and drowsy.

He walked slowly to the bed.Qingluan closed her eyes, and the bruises after being poisoned could be seen on her face, but her expression was calm, as if she hadn't experienced much pain.Luo Yanhua stared at her plain face, his eyes resting on the scar on her forehead, in a daze, as if walking through the winding and beautiful corridors of Fengyi Palace again, the little Pingyuan emerged from the corner, calling for the emperor to come over Behind him, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl combed her hair, looked at him a little shyly, her almond-shaped watery eyes were full of admiration.

Luo Pingyuan stood beside him, watching Brother Huang stretch out his hand, gently pinning a strand of hair behind Qingluan's ear, his almost numb heart seemed to be ignited by this action, and suddenly a surge of anger arose.

Later, Luo Pingyuan thought about it repeatedly, if at that time, he knew a little restraint and restraint, and was a little more rational, even half a little, if he noticed the look of the emperor's brother and thought about what he was talking about, would things have changed? Won't it evolve so badly that it's out of control?

However, at that moment, he felt that everything was bad to the extreme, and it was impossible for anything worse to happen to him, so he blurted out words without thinking.He said coldly: "Brother Huang, why bother, as if you really regretted it. Didn't everything Qingluan did was exactly what you expected? First, he went to accompany Wei Wuze for you, and suffered all kinds of humiliation and suffering for a long time, and finally Then go to Huangquan together with Wei thief for you, commit suicide to prove her innocence! What else can she do? Ten years, if you and Lang Huan want to save someone, do you have to wait so long?"

The rain outside the window was like a note, and his voice was like a thunder piercing through the clouds and rain in the silence of the room.

For a while, in Luo Yanhua's dazed consciousness, he almost suspected that he was hallucinating, the voice in his ear was so familiar yet so strange.He turned his head slowly, and saw the emperor's brother's stiff and indifferent expression, as well as his stunned and bleak self reflected in those pitch-black pupils.

He really couldn't understand why the attack and injury would come from Ping Yuan again at the saddest moment and when he needed to breathe the most.

Recalling the scene when he came in, he vaguely understood, but at the same time he was too tired to think about it.

Maybe I was wrong all along, Ping Yuan has already become the only King Ning, and is no longer the child in memory who needs to be protected all the time, and the unconditional pure trust that used to be naturally no longer exists.Qin Su, Yang Yue, and even Lin Pian had all reminded them in their own ways, and they were all ignored by him intentionally or unintentionally.

Ping Yuan is different, unknowingly, he always has such wishful thinking, so Qin Su's evaluation of himself is always two words: "very stupid."

The look at each other is short, as if it is so long, long enough to accommodate the details of getting to know each other for a year, the years spent together by Fengyi Palace and Changning Palace.

But those intimate moments cannot unravel layers of misunderstandings, nor can they resist intrigue and sowing discord.Like every time in the past, the brokenness came so suddenly, making people at a loss what to do, even if the other party was the younger brother who followed behind him called "Emperor Brother" since childhood, it was Ping Yuan.

A tearing pain came from somewhere in my heart, like a string that was getting tighter and tighter, breaking at the end of the limit with invisible pressure.

Things in the world are impermanent and inevitable. Even if the ending is foreseen in advance, it is difficult to reverse it by one's own strength.It's like he rushed to Hangzhou in a hurry, but he couldn't save Qingluan after all, and couldn't keep his friendship with the emperor's younger brother.

The people and things in front of him became swaying and blurred, Luo Yanhua lowered his eyes, and the ground under his feet was also undulating like waves.It seemed as if he was about to come face to face at any time and open his arms to him.A long fishy sweetness welled up his throat, he raised his hand subconsciously, and coughed a few times in a low voice.

Perhaps there should be a response, an excuse, rather than prolonged silence.But what to say, and where to start?He is so tired.

At this moment, the body seemed to be hollowed out, light and floating, as if it was about to turn into smoke and dust, dissipating in the boundless rain.

"Asu." He said softly, "Asu."

There were faint exclamations from around, vague and far away, as if so far away, but he immediately felt the familiar touch of the arm, solid and real support.Luo Yanhua closed his eyes and whispered: "A Su, I want to take a rest." It's okay, he still has A Su, no matter what happens, A Su will never leave him.

When his consciousness was engulfed by the darkness, he heard a faint singing voice, like a thoughtful voice, soft and elegant and cool, like an invisible silk thread, piercing the boundless mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, leading him back to the mountains. Los Angeles outside, back to the grass-spreading courtyard of Fengyi Palace.The queen mother in purple palace attire stretched out her hand to him with a gentle smile, and Qingluan and Ruoye stood beside her.

Luo Pingyuan was in extreme chaos. When King Jing turned around, his eyes met for a moment, and he saw Brother Huang's bloodless face, which was as pale as snow that was about to melt. through unbelievable amazement and pain.

The dream in the early morning suddenly came back to his mind and overlapped with the scene in front of him. He realized that he had gone too far, and he froze in place for a moment, unable to continue.Then, he saw Luo Yanhua's body shake slightly, covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed lowly. Gradually, dark red blood oozed out from between his fingers, and more and more, like dense spider webs, along the The white and thin wrists meandered down one after another, soaking the blue sleeves in an instant.

"Brother Huang!" Luo Pingyuan was stunned, not knowing what to do. He watched Qin Su appear in front of him, half-supporting and half-embracing the unconscious Luo Yanhua; Fushi, a strong force came from his shoulders, pushing him three or four steps away, Qin Su said coldly: "Get out!"

Seeing the suzerain passed out, everyone in the room panicked and surrounded him one after another.Qin Su gently wiped away the blood on Luo Yanhua's lips, feeling that the body in his arms was unconscious and lifeless, he said in a deep voice, "Go back quickly and find Master Xi Gu!"

Luo Pingyuan was shocked by Deputy Commander Qin's angry palm, his blood surged, and he felt panicked. When he adjusted his breath and chased outside the house, Qin Su and the two hidden guards had already gone far away protecting King Jing.In a corner of the room, Wei Wuze's body was still leaning halfway against the wall, with a strange arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.

In the city of Hangzhou, in the Bai family courtyard where the suzerain of Langhuan lived temporarily, people and medicine boys came and went, and a group of subordinates gathered in the corridor.No chatter could be heard, and everyone was waiting anxiously.

Since arriving in the south of the Yangtze River, Xi Minghua's temper has never been better. He blamed the patients for being too willful and uncooperative, and blamed his subordinates for being more ignorant than one another, which created countless variables and troubles for his treatment.Today, however, he was uncharacteristically not angry.In the suffocating silence, he checked three pulse points carefully, then quietly put down Luo Yanhua's wrist, covered the thin quilt, turned and walked outside.

"Master Xi Gu..." Zhu Jin and Rong Feisheng followed out at the same time, but hesitated to ask.

Xi Minghua still didn't say anything, just picked up the pen and dipped in the ink, quickly wrote down a prescription, handed it to the medicine boy to cook, and then turned his eyes to the two of them, and the one who was alone in the corner of the room with his head down slightly. Another figure.

"Let's save your life first." He said, "I can't care about anything else, just take three stickers according to the prescription, and see if it can reduce the fever."

Everyone's heart sank, listening to Xi Guzhu's words, King Jing's condition has reached a critical condition, and he is not even sure whether he can get through it safely.

"Master Gu, please, I must think of a way." Rong Feisheng's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "Why did it suddenly become like this, I shouldn't let the master go to Tianyuan, knowing that he is seriously ill, I should try my best to stop him down."

"I'll do my best, but I'm just a doctor, not a god." Xi Minghua said calmly, "The vitality is catastrophic, the heart is damaged, and the spirit is in danger. How many times have I reminded me that I am afraid of going to this step. His gaze swept across pairs of worried and anxious eyes, and he stopped for a while in the corner of the room, "As early as in Los Angeles, I warned him again and again that he should not be too busy, especially taboo emotional ups and downs, worrying and sad, once he had a high fever , is quite dangerous.In the end, you all ignored it, thinking that because he looks good, he can really stand up to tossing again and again?In my opinion, Wei Wuze knows him better than you. "

His tone was not harsh, it was more like narrating the facts plainly, but in Luo Pingyuan's ears, every word was like a heavy hammer, shaking his mind dizzily, and piercing into it like sharp thorns. heart.There was still a layer of blood mist in front of his eyes, it was the blood of the emperor's brother, Luo Yanhua closed his eyes right in front of him, and lost consciousness.

For a moment, he wondered if he was dreaming.Wei Wuze died, and his vengeance was avenged, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of relief.Within a day, he lost Qingluan, and after that, Brother Huang also fell into a coma and was critically ill, lying on the bed unconsciously.

He remembered that he was standing blankly outside the door of Tianyuan's room, in the room was Qingluan who was sleeping forever, and in front of him was a curtain of rain.

What exactly are you doing?I used to hope so much that my brother would recover, and tried my best to make him recover...

His thoughts suddenly stopped, and a weak voice asked in his heart: "Have you really tried your best? Do you put more effort and effort than looking for Qingluan?"

"Master Xi Gu," Zhu Jin was relatively calm, "You said that you can't take care of other things, this medicine can reduce the fever of the Lord, will there be other obstacles?"

Xi Minghua paused for a moment, and finally sighed: "Let's just say the conclusion. Last year, I found precious medicinal materials to treat the damage caused by the cold poison of Jiang Zongzhu. I was supposed to keep him safe for two or three years. But since He fell ill last time, and the effect of the medicine gradually lost its effect. Now I use the prescription to stimulate all the remaining medicinal power of the dust-proof beads and water-proof beads, and maybe I can finally receive some effect and let him out of danger temporarily. But even After passing this level, from now on, the cold poison will start to erode the viscera again, and he has lost too much energy, if he can't get rid of Bi Haicheng's heart as soon as possible, his body will not be able to bear it for a long time .”

There was a suffocating silence, and Mengxian Valley Master's words were simple and clear, but every time he said a word, Luo Pingyuan felt like a basin of ice water was slowly pouring down from the top of his head, from the outside to the inside, and the cold was piercing everywhere.

Zhu Jin asked with difficulty: "Master Gu, there is no other way to think about it? Even if it lasts for a month or two, the Lord can rest and recover some vitality..."

"It's too late." Xi Minghua shook his head. "A few days ago, he stabilized a little. Suddenly, Qi Qi weakened, and the chi pulse and close pulse almost disappeared. What happened to make him so sad?"

There was another silence, Luo Pingyuan opened his mouth, the voice trembling involuntarily, he heard himself ask: "Brother Huang, how long can he last?"

Xi Minghua gave him a steady look: "Don't be disturbed, don't bother thinking, maybe it will be until this time next year."

Without waiting for everyone to take a breath, he continued, "However, he needs an antidote. Within three months, four months at the latest, if he still can't remove the poison of Bihai Chengxin, the cold poison will go deep into the internal organs. No matter how difficult it is to get rid of. At that time, even if you get the antidote, it will be useless.”

Luo Pingyuan couldn't remember what the others said, and only Xi Guzhu's reply remained in his mind, echoing the time limit over and over again—three months, at most four months, this is the last chance of life belonging to King Jing.I must be dreaming, the emperor's brother is obviously recovering from illness, there is the world's best famous doctor by his side, and many loyal subordinates, why is there only more than 100 days left overnight?

He walked to the entrance of the bedroom in a daze, but he didn't have the courage to step in. Luo Yanhua on the couch was still unconscious, so pale that it was almost unreal.He stood in a daze for a long time, until a burst of strong medicinal aura hit him, then he took a step aside numbly, watching Gu Yu and Bai Lu help King Jing up with their red eyes, serving the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

Everyone in Langhuan couldn't accept the sudden bad news, the inner courtyard was dead silent, and no one was in the mood to talk to the fifth prince who was frozen by the door.It was Xi Minghua who felt a little compassion and walked over to pat his arm.

Luo Pingyuan turned his head slowly, seeing the owner of Mengxian Valley pointing to his left, he was stunned for a moment before remembering that his shoulder seemed to be injured.

He moved his steps silently, followed Master Xi Gu into a wing room, his heart tightened, if he was asked about the reason of the emperor's brother's illness, how would he answer?

Xi Minghua didn't ask anything, but ordered the medicine boy to fetch liquor and a medicine box, treated his wound briefly, and sent someone to bring him a meal, then got up and said, "Sect Master Jiang won't wake up for a while, You can just rest in this room for a while. Fifth Highness, I see that you are also exhausted, and there are still many difficult days ahead."

As night approached, Shen Ling, the vice-commander of the Jingyu Guard, took a few personal guards to find the Bai Family Courtyard, and finally found His Highness Ning Wang who had been out of touch for a whole day in the wing room.

Tianyuan has been cleaned up. Langhuan has captured seven of You Mingdao's subordinates alive, and more than ten servant girls will be handed over to Jing Yuwei after the preliminary interrogation. How to further investigate the crimes of the Min family needs to be shown by the fifth prince.

The rain has eased, but it hasn't stopped.Luo Pingyuan looked at the drops of water dripping from the eaves, and asked after a long trance: "Is there any movement in the Min family?"

"They have already found out." Shen Ling answered truthfully, "Min Chong was rushing to the government office, but the magistrate avoided him. He was escorted back home without even entering the outer door. His subordinates have ordered people to guard Min Chong. The gates of the family mansion seem to be in chaos, and crying can be heard from a distance."

Hiding bandits and assassinating princes are serious crimes. Moreover, the bandit leader who appeared in Tianyuan was a court felon, Wei Wuze, the venerable master of Youming Dao, and His Royal Highness was also injured by a knife.If it is strictly pursued, the nine clans will be punished according to the law.Anyone with a wink would understand that the Min family was over, and it was no wonder that the house was full of wailing, and the panic was as if the sky had collapsed.

Shen Ling was ready to arrest and ransack the house, but the order he was waiting for was delayed.Luo Pingyuan was silent for a long time, until Shen Ling was worried that there was a major flaw in his handling, and then he heard the slightly desolate voice of His Royal Highness: "Send someone to inform Min Chongzheng, and within three days, make a list of the annexed acres, all Return it to the government. In addition, from now on, I want the Hangzhou government to complete the Qingzhang within ten days, let him cooperate with the Ministry of Households, and ask those aristocratic families to give up their stubborn resistance. If it is easy to do, I will count him as atonement, and ask the court to give him a lighter sentence. Not as bad as the family."

He paused: "Tell him again, if there is even the slightest delay in the process, everyone will be convicted, and no one will be left behind."

Shen Ling's heart was awe-inspiring, although Luo Pingyuan's tone was light, but with an unprecedented chill, asking the Hangzhou government to complete the Qingzhang within ten days was definitely not a lie.

"I obey." He bowed and said, "In addition, the prefect He has inquired many times, and I don't know when I can see His Highness."

"I'm not free right now, and I can't take care of the formalities. Tell him the ten-day limit first, and let Zhong Lin write the essay for me." Luo Pingyuan looked at the rain and fog outside the window, and said softly, "I'm going to wait for the emperor to wake up. .”

If it was a day ago, perhaps he would have ordered the Min family to be confiscated without hesitation, but at this moment, the fate of the emperor's brother is uncertain, and he does not want to cause any more turmoil, and he does not want to hear desperate wailing.As long as they can clear Zhang Zhang's land as soon as possible and return to Los Angeles, why not give the Min family a way out.

A day and a night passed, Luo Yanhua showed no sign of waking up, after taking medicine and needles, the fever subsided a little, but his whole body was still lifeless, and his face was palpitatingly pale.

Luo Pingyuan felt that the dozen hours of waiting were longer than a year. As time passed, the fear in his heart was getting deeper and deeper, and it was about to overwhelm him.What should I do if Brother Huang can't get rid of the fever and doesn't wake up anymore?

Every time such thoughts appeared, his eyes would be dimmed, as if the universe was turned upside down, and the sun and the moon had no light.

Qingluan has been coffined, and she will be buried in the green mountains and green waters on the outskirts of the city, with other Langhuan martyrs.

Langhuan's subordinates knew that King Ning was the chief culprit who caused the suzerain's critical illness, and no one wanted to pay attention to him. Although they were afraid of their status, they would not directly drive him away, but when they saw Luo Pingyuan when they went in and out, they all regarded him as transparent and non-existent .

In the evening, Luo Pingyuan ate a few mouthfuls of supper, and returned to the door of Prince Jing's bedroom. He couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped carefully inside.After taking a step inside, a figure in black suddenly stopped in front of him. Qin Su blocked the entrance and said coldly, "Get out!"

"A Su, let me go in, I want to see Brother Huang." Luo Pingyuan whispered, almost begging, Qin Su didn't allow him to approach King Jing at all, and was turned away every time he tried.

"No, get out!" Qin Su's face sank like water, and he pointed outside unceremoniously.

"A Su, I know I was wrong, I was too much." Luo Pingyuan held back the sourness in his heart, and continued to beg, "I swear, I will never mention those things that shouldn't be mentioned to the emperor again..."

Before he could say a word, Qin Su raised his hand and punched him like lightning.Luo Pingyuan gritted his teeth and didn't dodge, even though he slammed heavily on the left side of his face, his eyes immediately turned black, and he took several steps back.Just when he stood firm, Qin Su approached him and grabbed him by the collar.

Luo Pingyuan took a breath, but still didn't resist, instead of standing outside the door and being overwhelmed by fear, it would be easier to let Ah Su beat him up.

However, Qin Su didn't continue to make a move. He grabbed his neckline, pulled and shoved, strode to the door of the wing room, pushed Luo Pingyuan hard inside, then stepped inside himself, and slammed the door heavily.Although he didn't use his internal strength, his strength was still surprisingly great. Luo Pingyuan was pushed and staggered a few more steps, almost knocking over the table.

"A Su, you..." He had never seen the taciturn A Su so furious, a little at a loss.

"What did you just say? Said you knew you were wrong?" Qin Su's voice was as cold as ice, "And you said you would never mention it to him again?"

Luo Pingyuan nodded hesitantly, he sincerely admitted his mistake, and somehow angered the other party again.

"What a big tone! I don't understand anything, but I dare to admit my mistakes. Do I have to thank Your Highness for letting go of the past?" Qin Su's eyes were burning with anger, but his expression became more and more serious. He stared at Luo Pingyuan paused every word, "Your Highness, don't you want to get to the bottom of it? I'll tell you now, what happened in Changning Palace ten years ago!"