Lonely non-good minister

After the beginning of spring, the palace was filled with red flowers and green willows, and everything looked prosperous, but it was a pity that Song Yuan no longer had the energy to see it.

The person who took the oath holding the heart stone broke the contract, regretted it, and died of exhaustion.

She didn't take these eight words seriously at first, but now she really feels them. Song Yuan can feel her life passing by every moment. Her mentality has ranged from disbelief to panic to the calm indifference she has now.

She is miserable every day. If the weather is fine and she is taken out to bask in the sun, she can still feel a bit of vitality. But if it is rainy and the continuous drizzle makes everything damp, her spirit will also be depressed. stand up.

Song Yuan forgot the specific time as she lived her days, and Xiao Shen and Mu Wantang's offer to accompany her was rejected. Although she hoped that someone could accompany her during her illness, she was now weak and haggard, and they saw that she It has no other use than being sad, so why not let them always remember themselves in their prime.

Just when she was about to explode from boredom, the palace reported that it was Huo Ying who came to visit and say hello. Song Yuan hurriedly asked someone to bring him in.

He was wearing a moonlight-colored robe, which was rare and elegant. Song Yuan didn't recognize him until he got closer. It wasn't until he saw the bag of tea eggs in his hand that he recognized him and laughed.

"It's been how many years, and Mr. Huo can't bring anything else to visit his doctor?"

Huo Ying greeted him and said, "It's a little careful, but I hope the emperor won't give up."

"I haven't eaten it for many years, let's try it today." Song Yuan motioned for him to sit down and talk.

It was rare that she had the appetite to eat, so the maid quickly washed her hands and carefully peeled the tea eggs that Huo Ying brought, divided them into small pieces with string, and inserted skewers for her to taste.

"Is everything going well in the court recently?" Song Yuan chewed the tea eggs in her mouth carefully. Her mouth was bitter and she could no longer taste the food, but she enjoyed the taste of the tea eggs, which was better than those soups. Soft porridge is much more comfortable to eat.

"Everything is fine, your Majesty, you can rest assured." Huo Ying's speech and behavior were very restrained.

After finally finding someone who could talk to him, what's the point of being so restrained? For this reason, Song Yuan directly asked the palace servants around him to stay away.

"It's boring enough for me to recuperate here. It's boring if Mr. Huo keeps it like this anymore." Song Yuan wanted to sit up a little, but she kept lying down, which made her back hurt.

Huo Ying quickly stood up and helped her, carefully took the soft pillow next to her and put it behind her, then pulled the stool closer and sat down.

"Does the Emperor regret it?" Huo Ying was angry and distressed.

Song Yuan was puzzled: "Do you regret killing the great witch Zhiyan?"

"Why did the emperor want to make a deal with him?" Huo Ying asked directly: "Please punish the emperor. I interrogated the imperial doctor without permission. Although I don't know medical skills, I have interrogated so many witchcraft and magicians, and I also know that there is something called backlash. If the emperor has not reached some kind of deal with the great witch Zhiyan, he will not be counterattacked."

Song Yuan was not angry. Instead, he curled his lips and said, "I underestimated you. This can all be found out."

She didn't care, but Huo Ying insisted on asking clearly, and his tone couldn't help but become firm and solemn: "Your Majesty!"

"There is a deal." Song Yuan readily admitted: "I sent him to the late emperor to bewitch him so that he could help Prince Ming Gong take power. The price is to wait until I have the power to help Wu Gu regain a foothold in the Wei Dynasty."

Huo Ying was distressed and angry: "Prince Ming Gong has always targeted witches and Gu. He has made it clear that he cannot tolerate them, so he must die. Is it because of the death of Prince Ming Gong that the emperor broke the contract?" "Even if my eldest brother doesn't die, I won't. Let the witchcraft cause trouble in the Wei Dynasty." Song Yuan said with a smile on his face: "It's just that I underestimated the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang. I was just a group of charlatans and magicians from now on. Who knew they were really capable. If I had known better, I wouldn't have been so careless."

Huo Ying asked: "The emperor has no reason to cooperate with him."

"Yes." Song Yuan only answered two words and didn't plan to say anything anymore. The great witch Zhiyan knew the secret of her daughter's body and knew that she had been occupied by a dove. These were two reasons. She didn't agree with him. If she cooperated, she would risk being betrayed. At that time, she couldn't afford the risk of the secret being leaked.

But Huo Ying didn't understand. Seeing her simple and decisive answer, she wanted to ask more questions but Song Yuan waved her hand: "I want to find someone to talk to, not to interrogate myself. It's pointless to talk about this now. "

Huo Ying had no choice but to shut up. When he saw the corners of her lips peeling, he quickly brought the tea aside and let her take a few sips.

"Huo Ying." Song Yuan looked at him: "When I leave, I will give you a surprise."

He tensed up and his face became solemn: "The Emperor's longevity and longevity are the greatest surprise for me."

Tsk~ This is a polite statement.

Song Yuan didn't take it seriously, and while basking in the warm sun, sleepiness swept over him. He didn't even have the strength to speak, and fell asleep directly.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, and the palace people also moved the couch into the room. Song Yuan yawned first, and then asked, "When did Huo Ying leave?"

"As for returning to the emperor, Mr. Huo left in the evening and has been with the emperor the whole time." The chamberlain hurriedly presented a small wooden box: "This is something left by Mr. Huo. It is said to relieve boredom."

Song Yuan took it over and opened it. Inside was a palm-sized booklet. After flipping through it a little, he found small stories written in familiar handwriting. The plots were short but extremely interesting, and some of them were illustrated.

This thing is much more interesting than those literal-minded books.

Song Yuan became interested and read half of the book before realizing that there was only one book. If he read it in one go, he would be bored again, so he quickly put it down.

"Bring me a pen and ink." Since she said she wanted to surprise Huo Ying, she naturally had to prepare it.

The days of recuperation in the palace were boring. After stopping the decoction, Song Yuan's physical condition deteriorated and he slept longer and longer. After An Zhoushi and Yan Yan received the reward, they asked for a visit, but they were also rejected by her. She now refuses to see him. Everyone's waking hours are getting shorter and shorter every day, and Huo Ying's pamphlets sent from time to time are enough to pass the time.

Soon it was midsummer, and Song Yuan met with several ministers. After confirming that Song Wei had made a lot of progress and was worthy of a big job, she handed them the imperial edict of establishing the crown prince that had been prepared for a long time. He breathed a sigh of relief.

In the autumn of the same year, reports of great harvests in the Wei Dynasty came frequently, and Song Yuan was on her deathbed. Her appearance was haggard, and the girlishness she had suppressed for many years with the medicine of the great cold became more and more obvious. Her sick face was so miserable that anyone who looked at her would feel pity for her.

Without her obstruction, Xiao Shen and Mu Wantang finally had the opportunity to take care of her. But when they saw her for the first time after a few months, Mu Wantang noticed the difference carefully.

Even though Song Yuan had a beautiful face, the girlish look between her eyebrows would never appear on a man's face. Her surprise was noticed by Xiao Shen, and she was immediately used to pack Song Yuan's things. Sent away with excuses.