Disgraced Consort

Ye Kingdom, Hanchen Palace.

On the second day of the first lunar month, the child's time.

After the book case, the figure of Yan Shui Lan was still sitting there, never going to bed.

In the hands of Bailinan, a letter was presented after dinner today, and the seal of the letter was stamped with the seal of Phoenix Seal of the Sun State.

He didn't anticipate the content, but he will never forget--

‘Mu You and Tai Cai are killed in the fire at Mu Fang An. ’

Closing his eyes, he put the letter back in several cases. The moment of empty hands was the first time that the unstoppable trembling shivered.

"Sir, are you okay?" Zinu presented a cup of fragrant tea beside Bailinan worriedly.

Bai Linan did not speak, only put down the letter, and reached for the tea from Zinu.

Lifting the lid, he took a sip, his hands steady as before.

As long as you hold something and don't leave empty, you won't tremble like that.

Yes, he originally asked Mrs. Cai to take care of Mu You. On the surface, it seems to be the grace of Ottawa. In fact, it is the secret of chronic poison. Just after the New Year ’s Eve, the Xun Palace will set up a family banquet. , And then trigger this poison.

Even though Mrs. Feng is a sun country and pro-princess, after all, he is already the wife of his night emperor. Then, Mrs. Ye country Feng was killed in the sun country.

This is what he wants.

There is no need to be afraid of the friendship between the two countries.

For all these years, what he really wanted, always, was more territory.

At this moment, it is undoubtedly the best time.

Although the Sun Kingdom destroyed the country, its national strength must have been affected. Even the recruitment of the remnants of the country was not enough to counteract this effect.

What the Sundang needs now is rest and recuperation. However, during this rest and recuperation, it is often the best time to complete the hegemony of another country.

But now?

Mu You died.

Although it was not due to his initial arrangement, and this death will not have much impact on his deployment.

But why, his heart was suffocating for a moment, soft and painful?

It turned out that he still cares.

It turned out that he might have arrived, not necessarily having the heart to let her die.

He still remembered that Mu Tao was married to Ye Kingdom at the beginning, and that half of the jade jade pendant made him obliged to be gentle with Mu Tao according to the will of his father.

Even if he couldn't get into her heart at all, he wanted to be gentle.

In three years, not a short period of time, these gentleness, with the passage of time, the final distinction, the difference between true and false.

In fact, sometimes, what is serious is not necessarily true.

I thought I was just treating each other pretendingly, just inadvertently, but only made it true.

"Publish my will, order the envoy to go to Tan Xun, and hold the letter of the country, requesting a thorough investigation of this matter."

This thorough investigation is to continue his deployment, or is it—

Anyway, she is gone.

When his voice overflowed calmly from his lips, the thin porcelain tire burned his fingertips when the tea in his hand rested on the case.

If the fingers are connected, the pain will never be ignored.

"Yes."

As Zi Nu's voice disappeared in the hall, there was no more sound ...

Sun Guo, Yi Jing Xing Gong, Yi Zheng Dian.

On the fourth day of the first month, in the evening.

Grandpa Li rushed forward, half bowed, and panicked:

"Emperor, the mother is afraid she will be born!"

"What mother is about to give birth?"

Xuan Yuanyu asked this sentence, the purple cents in his hand had fallen on the fold, and the ink stains of cinnabar soon dyed the words on the Ming Huang Zuo.

In this palace, the remaining six concubines were only four months pregnant. How could a four-month pregnancy be born?

The only possibility, he was clear in his heart, but, in his mouth, he asked this sentence.

Seven months of labor, premature delivery!

she was--

I do n’t know if it ’s because of running, but the situation I witnessed is really not good. The big beads of bean sweat fall down one by one as he then returns to the master:

"The drunk concubine is about to give birth, Zhang Yuanzheng said, afraid that it is tonight, Wen Po has entered the hall, this time, this time-"

When he could not say what was left, Xuan Yuanyu stepped out from behind the book case, and Grandpa Li didn't even have time to see the master's face. Xuanyuan Yu had crossed his half-bowed body and walked away from the palace.

"Emperor, it's snowing outside! Get an umbrella for the emperor!"

When Grandpa Li realized what he was doing, he quickly turned around, and when Xiao Chuang ran to catch up, an **** had already raised an umbrella, but Xuanyuan walked too fast, and the **** apparently couldn't keep up with him.

Grandpa Li grabbed his umbrella from the eunuch's hands and ran more and more anxiously.

Xuanyuan was only sprinting, but this sprint was faster than Grandpa Li's trot.

Because of the rules, even if he was the emperor, he could not run in front of this man. He walked swiftly, the umbrella covered the falling snow, but now, because of the wind, the wind is blowing in the snow. The attack is scratching on the face, and it hurts.

It's just that these are not taken care of.

Even if she is born prematurely now, if it is a boy, it must be the eldest son of the emperor, he has no time to take care of that ancestral system.

Even if he had made some plans for her pregnancy, now he can't take care of it.

In her heart and mind, she was full of worries about whether she could bear the premature birth at this time, and nothing else.

The road from the Yizheng Temple to the Tianzhao Temple will pass through a long corridor, even though it will never be blown by the snow and wind. For him, it seems that the road suddenly grew so long that he could not bear it.

Because, from afar, he saw that there were busy figures of doctors and maidens running in and out of the hall, and that the dark blue figure always stood under the porch outside the hall, but never went in.

The concubine in the palace was born, and only Wenpo and doctors could accompany her. There was no critical situation, and even the doctors had to avoid waiting outside the palace.

The dark blue figure is the court official Zhang Zhong.

Xuanyuan hurried to the front of the hall and was stopped by Zhang Zhong:

"Emperor, there is a blood room, you, you can't go in."

In front of people, he still called Xuanyuan a "you".

"Keep off." Xuan Yuanyu only said these two words, his face was as cold as the cold snow all over the sky.

"Ancestral rules, blood room, the emperor can not enter."

Zhang Zhong doesn't mind Xuan Yuanyu's disrespect for him. He can appreciate Xuanyuan's anxiety at this time. In the face of the beloved woman, the ninety-five supreme will do anything.

"The drunk concubine has been delivered by Wenpo, and the minister has also prescribed a body-preserving decoction. I believe there will be good news soon, and I will ask the emperor to wait here."

Zhang Zhong's voice sounded very calm, but he knew that this baby had been born three months prematurely, and the mother was weak. Now, although the poison of the thousand machines is almost all spent, it is still not optimistic.

But, apart from the prescription of Guyuan's soup and the comfort of Xuanyuan who was restless at this time, what he could do was really limited.

Although the hall door was closed, it was so quiet inside that it was so quiet that even Zhang Zhong's words sounded the only sound.

This made Xuan Yuanyu more deeply uneasy.

I still remember that when Zhou Zhaoyi was in production, he had been waiting outside the hall. The screams shook the entire palace.

Why is it so quiet here?

Could it be said that Xi Yan is already—

When he thought about it, he couldn't rest in peace.

With a wave of robe sleeves, regardless of Zhang Zhong's prevention, she would enter the palace. At this time, the door opened, and the person who stepped out was Liqiu.

"Emperor Jin'an, the lady let the slave-maid come out and tell the emperor, everything is fine, please don't worry about it."

Xuan Yuan's black eyes narrowed slightly, and Liqiu's face seemed very calm, not just Liqiu? Zhang Zhong's expression was also too calm.

But it was these seeming calms that prevented him from being calm.

More than Liqiu? Zhang Zhong's expression was also too calm.

Isn't the situation inside really not critical, so don't even need to enter Zhang Zhong?

No one knows more about Xi Yan's temperament.

Including the quietness in the hall, it was she who deliberately endured it, in order not to worry him.

The master's temperament, he is also clear.

If the master goes in, it will only make him more anxious and anxious.

However, the master does not enter, but it is another meaning, after trying his best to obey fate.

He didn't hesitate anymore, he walked straight through them, stepping, the candle-lit heavenly temple.

Behind and on both sides, the palace man knelt down and begged him not to enter the blood room.

What dragon body collides, what ancestry does not allow.

It's ridiculous!

Entering a blood room, this will be the case. Is it true that his identity as the real dragon emperor should be tabooed?

Seeing that he could not be stopped, Grandpa Li knelt down all the way and hugged his leg:

"Emperor, can't enter, emperor!"

In Li Gonggong's hug, several eunuchs immediately knelt down and hugged him, hugged his legs one after another, seeing that he would never let him into the palace.

He is unmovable.

Suddenly, a cold arc traversed his lips, not so much as laughter, but as bloodthirsty killing gas:

"Good, good! Who, stop me again, kill, no amnesty!"

He said this sentence hard, kicking his feet violently, and kicking the eunuchs holding his legs down to the stage together. It was obvious and hard.

From the next step, Grandpa Li dragged his dragon boots, crawling and rolling:

"Emperor, will crash--"

Then, Gonggong Li couldn't say anything more. He saw that the emperor pulled out the sword from his waist, only one finger, and the blade reached the throat.

In Gong Gong Li's silence, Xuan Yuanyu slammed the door of the temple. When the door opened, he withdrew his sword and pointed it to everyone outside the temple, his eyes glowing like electricity:

"Whoever stops me again, I immediately killed who!"

Outside the palace, all the palace people knelt and knelt on the ground together, still begging and begging. Zhang Zhong stood there, looking at the violent violent past of the teenage son at this time, but he did not stop.

If you don't go, Xuanyuan will regret it.

Because, now, it is nothing more than to do all the personnel, to hear, it is destiny.

Therefore, from the perspective of the courtyard, he blocked the first one.

Now, from the perspective of the master, he will not stop him.

He went in, for Xi Yan, there should be no harm, after all, he is proficient in medical skills, in the delivery room, can beat any doctor.

Xuan Yuanyu ignored these pleadings, he could not hear, he could only hear, after that screen, her breathing sound was so rapid, and there was also the pain that was suppressed in the throat.

Yes, bear it.

Turning the screen, he saw that one of the main midwives was kneeling on Xiyan's open leg, and the other two midwives were working as assistants, as well as three medical women, wiping the forehead from time to time Sweat on the occasion and body.

However, in his evening face, his hands clasped tightly on the tape made of satin brocade hanging on the beam, and in his mouth, he bit a piece of white cloth.

Therefore, she would not cry at all, even if it hurts.

Why doesn't it hurt?

Not only her forehead and body, but even the mattress on the couch was wet with her sweat. Her hair was more like being pulled out of the water. No inch was dry. They were all sticking to her cheeks and letting her The pale complexion showed more exhausted gauntness.

"Madam, hold your breath, work hard, yes, work harder!" The birth attendant Wenpo concentrated attentively and did not find Xuanyuan coming in, still shouting.

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