Book with Emperor

In the dream, the sound of the wind howling in the valley, the snow falling on the earth, the warm embrace with the cool sandalwood fragrance hugged him tightly, the cool and soft lips lingered, as if he was afraid of the separation between life and death and did not dare to stay away any more.The next moment, the wind and snow all over the sky turned into blood, filled with the cool sandalwood fragrance, and the blood-stained robes and rings were scattered on the snow.

Yue Wentian suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the familiar painted beams of fish and dragons in Jiyun Palace.

His thoughts were still in the snowstorm and the familiar warm embrace in his dream, and he seemed to be able to smell the familiar faint sandalwood fragrance in his nostrils.

He slowly turned his head to look to the side, and saw the familiar pure white cloak lying beside his pillow. The faint sandalwood fragrance mixed with the cold breath of wind and snow made a pair of tearful eyes appear in his mind. Panicked and helpless.

He reached out and picked up the cloak and hugged it tightly in his arms, the gloomy mist in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Not a dream, he told himself.

Lei Yu, who was guarding the house, saw this scene in his heart. The former emperor of the Ning clan laughed and said that the Yue clan was full of love when he was alive. The old prince and the princess eloped for a long time, and the capital talked about it for a long time. The fact that the young master refused to grant a marriage for the sake of Commander Cen became a good story, and the storyteller in Dongyinglou would tell it once every year.Leaving aside the fact that the second son's love is not open, the third son is more infatuated than the old prince and the eldest son, but the girl Qin who he cares about is different from thousands of ordinary women.Even if the third son is willing to let go of the matter of the Yue family, that Miss Qin is unwilling to come back with the third son.

He sighed in his heart, and ordered the maid to bring the soup that he had been provoking to the bedside, "Young master, it's time to drink the medicine."

Yue Wentian carefully folded the cloak and put it on the bed, got up and looked at Lei Yu, "How about Cangbu's casualties?"

Lei Yu replied, "Commander Cen and the others haven't come back yet."

Yue Wentian stopped drinking the medicine, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Even though he didn't say a word, Lei Yu's heart skipped a beat at this sight, and he hurriedly explained: "The poison that Commander Cen and Cangbu suffered is related to Gu, and it will take three days to remove the Gu poison. It was not suitable to trek on horseback before, so I temporarily stayed in Yicheng."

Yue Wentian listened quietly, and suddenly asked: "What is the current distribution of soldiers and horses in Beijing?"

"After the Lieyan Army garrisoned Mausoleum City, the 5 Yuzhou Army led by Han Duwei was responsible for the garrison inside and outside Beijing, and the rest was the old Yongzhou Army led by Chen Yu, Zhao Yan, and Kang Yun, with about [-] people." Although he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, Lei Yu still answered it seriously.

Yue Wentian didn't say anything, raised his head and drank the medicine, coughed a lot, his pale and bloodless lips were stained with blood.

Lei Yu's expression was complicated, "The imperial doctor said that your old wounds have not healed and you have added new wounds, hurt your lungs, and suffered from cold air, so this time, you must take care of it for three months, and don't use force or anger, otherwise——"

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence. Although the imperial physician's original words were euphemistic, they were also simple. If you don't follow the doctor's advice, you will be hopeless.

Yue Wentian Wenyan was about to say something when suddenly hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

"Little Lord!"

Cheng Jingyu hurried over, his face was terrible, but he only called out the young master and stopped talking, until he closed the door with his backhand, he said in a deep voice: "Chen Yu and Zhao Yan are rebellious!"

Lei Yu almost lost his grip on the bowl in his hand, he opened his mouth and said, "How is it possible?!"

The snow that stopped last night fell sparsely again, and the people of Daxi rarely saw a continuous and magnificent snow scene, but no one was in the mood right now.Today is the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, and tomorrow is the day of the enthronement ceremony set by the new emperor of the Yue clan. However, the palace has not been busy, only the maids and eunuchs serving in the Jiyun Palace know. The new emperor was seriously injured, and the enthronement ceremony might be delayed.

In the courtyard in Liucheng, when Xie Yu arrived in the snow, he saw Gong Yue sitting on the porch watching Xueluo, as if in a trance.The silver hair was not covered up anymore, as if snow had fallen all over her head.

He stepped forward quickly, and said in his mouth: "The leader of Xuanli's Second Division who followed King Qing back then has rebelled, and Langya City has been put under martial law. I think the city has already been controlled!"

"En." Gong Yue replied slowly, his eyes still on the falling snow in mid-air.

Seeing his attitude, Xie Yu's face became even more difficult, "You knew it earlier."

"Ah."

"Master—"

Xie Yu's chest was filled with anger, he opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it again, and said patiently, "You are no longer from Qin Tianjian, and you have also divorced from the Ning family, why do you have to get involved in this matter?"

Gong Yue finally reacted, but he was still indifferent. He turned his head to look at Xie Yu who was in the corridor, and said in a very soft voice, "Little San, help me..."

Xie Yu's heart skipped a beat, and only then did he notice his terribly pale face and unmoving limbs. Panicking filled his heart, he said in a trembling voice, "Master...Master..."

"Hurry up." Gong Yue's voice was low and inaudible, as if he had no more energy left, "Master... I can't see it anymore."

In front of the Zhengyang Gate, Feng Jinci, who was about to enter the palace to visit his father in Duanyi Palace, where the former court minister was under house arrest, was stopped.

The guard at the gate was the old general who Qin Guanyue gave the hand stove before. He looked at Feng Jinci's anxious face with his turbid eyes, and said slowly, "Go back quickly, and don't go out if you have nothing to do."

Feng Jinci was not the boudoir lady who didn't know anything before, her heart sank when she heard this, and she didn't ask what happened, but thanked in a low voice, and took out a warm jade of excellent quality from her waist Offer with both hands.

"The old man kindly reminded me that the little girl is very grateful, and she shouldn't bother her, but the current situation is unpredictable. I also ask the old guard to help me bring a word to my father, saying that it has been snowing recently, and I hope to be careful. This jade pendant is only a token. If the old man needs it, the Wufang Company will not refuse."

The old gatekeeper pondered for a moment and took the jade pendant. Feng Jinci bowed deeply and bowed upright, then put on the hood of his cloak and walked quickly to Jingzhao Mansion.

Han Zhengwei was in charge of patrolling the city and was not often in Jingzhao's mansion, but Feng Jinci still wanted to try his luck, but to her surprise, she couldn't even enter the door.

"Miss, please go back, Captain Han is not here. The snowstorm has arrived, it is difficult to travel, and you may be injured. You should go home as soon as possible, and don't go out."

The speaker was Guo Cheng, Han Zhengwei's lieutenant general, and Feng Jinci recognized him, so the bad guesses in his heart gradually amplified.She vaguely realized that something had happened in Beijing, but now Han Zhengwei's attitude and Guo Cheng's reminder made her heart beat faster.

Han Zhengwei also participated in this change.

Feng Yi in the Duanyi Palace was silent for a long time after receiving the message, and a trace of confusion rarely appeared in his usually quiet eyes.

The situation in the Canglan Five Kingdoms is delicate, and Daxi's sudden change of dynasty under the eyes of the other four countries is undoubtedly a fatal blow. Fortunately, the civil strife has been settled in just one year, and no irreparable casualties have been caused. Xi is bound to perish.

He looked at the snow and the palace outside the window, not knowing where the country would go in the future.

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