Pulling down her long eyelashes, Qingyi felt that she was sleepy and didn't plan to delay with the emperor anymore, so she leaned over and snuggled up to Yu Haoxuan's shoulder, her messy breathing showed her weakness and exhaustion at the moment, and said shallowly: "If the emperor is sad, won't the concubine be even more sad, but the concubine"

After that, some tired eyes were slightly closed, and they really couldn't hold on, and at this moment, the pain between her eyebrows suddenly came, and her whole body trembled, and there was a little sweat on her forehead.

Feeling Qingyi's discomfort, Yu Haoxuan was stunned at first, and there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes, but finally he was stunned when he caught a glimpse of the dense fragrant sweat on Qingyi's forehead, and then picked up Qingyi in the air and put it on the bed, making Zhao Gonggong proclaim the imperial doctor.

A wave of tiredness struck, Qingyi couldn't resist it, and Yu Haoxuan held her wrist and comforted her softly, as if to give her a little clarity, but Qingyi really felt that she was too tired to open her eyes, so she gradually disappeared into the darkness in the light call in her ears

In her sleep, a fog disturbed lightly, Qingyi looked around, but she didn't know where she was, she flicked her long sleeves, trying to lift her breath and fly, but found that she couldn't use the slightest strength, and her heart was a little flustered, however, at this moment, a faint figure appeared not far away.

His heart was suffocated, he took two steps back, clenched his hands into fists, twisted his eyebrows, and said, "What person?" ”

No one responded, but the figure was still getting clearer and clearer, and it was not until the fog gradually cleared that she really saw what the 'figure' was, it was actually a coffin, and it was still a fine purple gold coffin, carved with nine dragons on the top, a red phoenix carved below, and a night pearl inlaid in the middle.

Qingyi looked at the coffin that seemed familiar, and suddenly remembered something, she took a few steps back in horror, but she was caught in another fog, the ingots of the golden shoes clicked, as if she stepped on something, she looked down in amazement, and saw a compass, and the word Qingyi was engraved on the plate.

This was the compass she had used to rob the tomb in the first place, and she panicked even more, and when she looked on the ground, the candles and ropes that were messy everywhere were thrown to the ground in a haphazard manner.

Coffin, compass, candle, an answer that is about to come out in her heart, but Qingyi doesn't dare to admit that this is the last place she went to when she crossed - the underground imperial tomb.

"The moon, like a tomb, must first use a compass to find the southeast corner, and then light a candle there" Her father's old voice was still floating in her ears, she was stunned, and hurriedly picked up the candles on the ground, but she couldn't find anything enough to make a fire, and then the loud noise shocked her even more.

Looking back suddenly, the lid of the coffin collapsed, a strange aroma overflowed, and layers of mist drifted, like a fairyland, but at this moment, there was a trace of coldness, as if it was cold to the bone marrow.

Qingyi lifted her long sleeves, couldn't help but want to disperse the smoke of the coffin, covered her eyes lightly, and waited for the choking smell to no longer be so strong before slowly moving off her long sleeves, but this move made her cry out in horror.

"Ah" In her sleep, Qingyi suddenly exclaimed, a pair of slender and white hands waved indiscriminately, until a warm and powerful big hand held her small hand, she was a little settled, but Yu Haoxuan could feel her hand holding so tightly.

Suddenly, Qingyi opened her eyes, her big eyes were full of horror and disbelief, and when Yu Haoxuan's handsome face was reflected in her eyes, she pushed away and leaned forward, and sat up at once Qingyi's eyes full of horror stunned Yu Haoxuan, he stood in the corner at the end of the bed, wanting to step forward, but when the big hand was stretched out, he was once again frozen in mid-air by Qingyi's look full of disgust and fear, unable to move.

The imperial doctor in the dormitory, Zhao Gonggong and Qin Gonggong were stunned, they didn't even dare to breathe, the atmosphere suddenly froze, Yu Haoxuan's big hand clenched into a fist, and slowly fell, and the deep black eyes faintly flashed with inky blue emotions, but it was impossible to see clearly.

At this time, Xiao Tong, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but shiver in his heart, but he still took a deep breath, pretending to be panicked, and then looked at the groveling imperial doctor behind him with innocent eyes, and his words were full of anxiety: "Oh, where is Niangniang's medicine?" Didn't the doctors just say that Niangniang had to take medicine as soon as she woke up? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, but then they all breathed a sigh of relief, which could be regarded as breaking the atmosphere that made people breathe, and then they saw all the imperial doctors nodding their heads one after another, discussing everywhere, and bowing one by one.

The surrounding movements and Xiao Tong's anxious hints brought Qingyi back to her senses, her confused eyes were as clear as water, and she looked at the courtiers who were talking about the distance in a panic, her heart was disorganized, her eyes wandered, and when she caught a glimpse of Yu Haoxuan's figure standing in front of the window with her back to her, she breathed a lot.

What exactly did she just do? Qingyi lowered her head and thought about it, when she saw Xiao Tong's anxious and nervous look, she was already seven points clear, but her chaotic thinking made her unable to think about anything at all, and now her brain gradually became clear, and she actually saw such a picture.

Thoughts flipped, several reincarnations, suddenly, Qingyi's heart clicked, and there was a little horror in his eyes, and he looked up at the man with his back to him with a slightly panicked expression, and bit his lower lip tremblingly, why, the man in the coffin was him?

Could it be that Qingyi's plain hands clenched the quilt, and the agitation in her heart was unbearable, could it be that the 'fire quicksand' that she encountered in the tomb that day was actually coincidentally entered the underground imperial tomb of Huaiyue Kingdom, and the coffin that she couldn't open at that time was Yu Haoxuan's.

The heart twitched violently, as if the events of that day were repeated, so frightened that he couldn't even breathe evenly, and his jade fingers grabbed the gauze on his chest, trying to calm the panic in his heart.

Xu felt Qingyi's gaze, Yu Haoxuan's body gradually turned around, when Qingyi closed his eyes and opened them again, it happened to be opposite his four eyes, both of them were stunned, Yu Haoxuan's handsome face did not have any emotion, and Qingyi had no way to think about it, and the fear in Qingyi's eyes also turned into clear spring water at this moment.

The atmosphere was a little stiff again, a little, and I saw Yu Haoxuan walking out of the door without making a sound, and at this time, Qingyi, who was afraid of failure at the time of crisis, hurriedly called softly: "Your Majesty"

This emperor, Qingyi was ninety percent sure that he would stop, but only one percent was sure that he would turn back, but today's Yu Haoxuan was actually as Qingyi expected, he hesitated, and then turned around and walked back to her without thinking, sat down on the edge of the bed, and faced her.

The two looked at each other, but they were speechless to each other, Qingyi was even more nervous, she smiled gently, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't tolerate a word in her head.

"Why is Cher so nervous?" After a while, Yu Haoxuan opened his mouth, only to see Qingyi stunned, but he pursed his thin lips, a handsome smile filled the corners of his mouth, and his slender hand reached out to her chest, holding her hand that was holding the gauze on his chest in his palm.

Heart, suffocated, Qingyi realized that she was still in a panic, she hurriedly let go of her hand, let Yu Haoxuan's warm big hand wrap her cold hand, and then lowered her eyes, chuckled, and said softly: "The concubine just dreamed that the emperor discarded the concubine."

Yu Haoxuan's brows moved, his eyes were thoughtful, and he quietly stared at Qingyi's eyes that were covered by long eyelashes, and then smiled gently, reaching out to pull away the long hair hanging down on her chest, and suddenly remembered what she said before: 'Long hair can only be scattered in front of her husband's words, and there were some undefatchanted feelings in my heart.

"How could I have discarded my beloved Cher?" Yu Haoxuan's voice was a little doting, as if she couldn't hear the truth or falsehood, and Qingyi never guessed this in vain, just because for her, the ghost who paved the way for her happiness in her previous life, love was not what she thought.

Qingyi sighed, didn't speak, just slowly leaned his head on Yu Haoxuan's shoulder, breathed deeply, and gently closed his eyes, it is undeniable that this feeling does make him a little intoxicated.

"Since ancient times, emperors have been affectionate, red walls and green tiles have no point of return, red faces are broken before the old grace is broken, once green silk and one snow" Qingyi chuckled, looking at his hair full of ambergris intently, like black ink, enchanting and intoxicating.

Yu Haoxuan held Qingyi's hand stiffly, his expression suddenly turned cold, and even the warmth of his body seemed to gradually fade, Qingyi was frightened, and he didn't realize that he had said something wrong, but before he could raise his head, a cold kiss actually fell on his forehead, and Yu Haoxuan's inky eyes were staring at him.

I can't tell whether my heart is timid or confused at this moment, but I only heard Yu Haoxuan's deep voice with a little imperceptible hoarseness, and said: "No, I will be by Xue'er's side for the rest of my life", after a long time, he said softly: "Death and life are inseparable"

"Dead and alive?" Qingyi's heart moved, and an unknown taste came to her heart, tumbling like a tide.

"Yes, life and death are inseparable" Yu Haoxuan chuckled, his eyes quietly locked her eyes, and his hands had already held her in his arms at some point.

Qingyi's heart trembled a little, and then his arms wrapped around Yu Haoxuan's shoulders and wrapped them tightly. In this way, the two of them sat quietly for a long time, for a long time

The snow melts, the early spring solstice, and the cold is even more initial. [

In front of the Huarong Hall of the 'Ningxue Palace', a chaise longue couch was scattered under the begonia tree, and Qingyi sat in it, holding a copy of the 'Huaiyue Benji' and looking at it boredly.

This is the seventh day of her first recovery from a serious illness, and she is so bored every day, when Yu Haoxuan returned to the 'Ningxue Palace' in Qingyi, she made a decree to exempt Concubine De Chen Province and the concubine from kneeling, which made the harem concubine envious for a while, and also made the queen and Shangguan Wan'er, who had just been lifted from the grounding order, aggrieved for a few days.

For Qingyi's 'regardless of the previous suspicions', it set off a lot of waves in the harem, and made the Twilight family receive a lot of appreciation in the court.

When he stepped out of the Xuanwu Gate, Ouyang Linfeng squinted at his father, his eyebrows were entangled, and he glanced at Twilight Tieyun, who was followed by the officials, his face was even more ugly, he shook off his official uniform, snorted coldly, and said, "General Twilight really gave birth to an ugly girl who knows the times."

Ouyang Chi's eyebrows moved, and he slowly looked at the smiling Du Tieyun and Du Hairong father and son, but the warmth on his face did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and then he sighed, pretending to be casual and said: "Concubine De is talented, and it is also natural to have a glorious façade, Linfeng, a letter for the father-in-law in the palace to hand over to Hongyu, so that she can return to the palace in a hurry in the near future."

When Ouyang Linfeng heard this, he understood the deep meaning of his father's words, and was busy smiling and receiving the order, but the smile on his face didn't last long, and he heard Shangguan Zhong's flattering voice: "General Dusk, the little girl is saved by Concubine De, otherwise, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape, and the minister is here to thank you."

As soon as these words came out, Ouyang Linfeng's originally smiling face suddenly darkened by half, but Ouyang Chi still did not change his face, straightened his body, stepped down the stone steps without any care, and entered the sedan chair with the support of his subordinates, and said in a sharp voice: "Go home"

When the hundred officials dispersed in front of the Xuanwu Gate, Twilight Tieyun sighed half-heavy and half-relaxed, turned to Twilight Hairong, who was standing behind him, his eyebrows tightened, his tone was heavy, and he said: "You quickly urge Twilight Ci Xiaotong to return to the house, just say that the eldest lady is seriously ill", and then looked at Ouyang Chi's golden sedan chair deeply, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the big hand in his sleeve clenched into a fist.

"Father" Du Hairong stepped forward, clenched his hands into fists, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Du Tieyun, only to hear him say again: "This matter will be negotiated after the two of them return to the house, perhaps, Xiao Tong has his own plans"

Seeing a hint of past injury flashing in his father's eyes, Twilight Hairong didn't say anything more, just nodded, and then helped him into the carriage and let the coachman drive home.

It was noon, the warm day was pleasant, Qingyi closed the book, raised her head slightly to look at the begonia with a few buds, her white fingers wrapped around a strand of hair hanging down her chest, with a little tiredness in her eyes, and she put the book on her chest casually.

Xiao Tong came with tea, and said a few words in Qingyi's ear, while Qingyi picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, still tasteless, his eyebrows twisted slightly, put down the tea bowl, sighed lightly, his smooth nails slid across the rim of the cup, and said, "Can you inform Concubine Shu of this?" ”

Xiao Tong nodded and said: "The little father-in-law who sent the message in the palace has gone to the 'Zhaoyun Palace', but I heard that Concubine Shu was very angry with the young lady's actions, and she didn't say that she wanted to go back to the house after seeing the little father-in-law."

Qingyi nodded indifferently, the corners of her mouth smiled, and said lightly: "Human nature, in addition to accompanying me these days, the emperor is to comfort Shangguan Wan'er, otherwise she will stay at Ouyang Hongyu's place, how can she not be angry?" ", I think it's been a while since Yu Haoxuan stepped into the 'Zhaoyun Palace'.

Xiao Tong bowed her head and was silent, although she knew in her heart that what Xiao Tong did must have a reason, but overturning the idiom and rescuing Shangguan Wan'er was indeed a taboo for many people, and even Sister Ruyue, who was in the cold palace, was puzzled when she heard about it, and almost didn't come to the 'Ning Xue Palace' in disguise to ask what was going on.

You must know that Xiao Tong's success or failure now is related to whether Sister Ruyue can reunite with the emperor, or even re-ascend the throne of the concubine, and stay together for a hundred years.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tong looked up at Qingyi with slightly closed eyes, pulling the silk handkerchief with his bare hand, and wanted to speak several times but still couldn't speak, after a long time, he just sighed and said softly: "Miss, when will you go back to your hometown?" ”

Qingyi's eyebrows moved lightly, her pink lips pulled lightly, but she didn't smile, her long eyelashes were agitated, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the red lacquer gate not far away, stretched out her hand and stroked the long hair on her chest, thoughtfully, but she muttered indifferently: "Ouyang Hongyu is afraid that she will go back first"

Xiao Tong was stunned and wanted to ask carefully, but saw Qingyi close his eyes and just bowed his head and retreated

After half a pillar of incense, the catkins flew lightly, a piece of snow white, falling between Qingyi's fingers, Qingyi was startled, and hurriedly opened his eyes, but saw a confused color in the imperial garden, just like the first snow in the cold nine, fluttering and sprinkling, and the world was pure.

The heart was soft, flicking the skirt, getting up, the plain long skirt seemed to blend into the snow, raising his head slightly, but he couldn't block the sunlight between his fingers, his eyes narrowed slightly, flicked his long sleeves, and walked in the direction of the imperial garden.

A good piece of spring, the willow branches are pretty, Qingyi is holding the dragon carving column, lifting the skirt and stepping up the stone steps, slowly walking into the 'Midnight Pavilion' looking at the edge of the 'Thousand Rivers and Lake' and 'Yuluan Lake', the young leaves are hanging low, dripping in the lake water, the microwave ripples, the wind rises, and a trace of ripples is crossed.

Above the waves, catkins fall into the float.

Pursed his lips and chuckled, stretched out, caught a ball of Mao Rong with the wind, but let it fly away, and suddenly remembered the so-called 'has always been shallow, but deep love' between the world, obviously reaching out to touch, but helplessly following.

Lowered her long eyelashes, withdrew her hand, and sighed softly, when did she become so sentimental about the fate of the world? laughed, half leaning on the stone pillar, chanting Lin Daiyu's poem:

The powder falls into the Hundred Flower Continent, the fragrant swallow building, and the clusters form a ball one by one.

Wandering is also like a thin human life, empty and slender, and said to be romantic.

The grass and trees are also worried, Shaohua is white-headed!

Sigh who will give and who will receive in this life

It doesn't matter if you marry Dongfeng Chun, go by your own and endure drowning.

After chanting, Qingyi couldn't help but smile bitterly, plain and pale, reflecting her delicate face, covered by a light veil. The green silk is pulled into a bun, the hosta is flashing, the willow is light and graceful, but it is a soft sigh: "Half a lifetime of duckweed with the passing water, a night of cold rain to bury the famous flower"

After she finished chanting, Qingyi suddenly sobered up, her eyes were slightly stunned, what was she doing? When has it fallen to the point of learning Daiyu to bury flowers and feeling Nalan's sadness?

Pursing his lips, a burst of annoyance in his heart for no reason, his bare hands were lightly clenched into fists, turned around, and stepped down the stone steps, but his footsteps suddenly stopped when he stepped into the corridor, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he turned his head slightly to look at the lake that should be calm in the 'Yuluan Lake', and there was a handsome man in a black robe standing.

Qingyi was frightened, her body froze suddenly, and her clear black eyes flashed with a trace of doubt and panic, but the man turned over and stood in front of her, his long hair like ink moved with the wind, and Qingyi only found out at this time that this man had a pair of cold and cold eyes.

"You" Qingyi took two steps back, looking at the strange man in front of him, I don't know whether he was angry or shocked, and it was difficult to say for a while.

"Pink Fallen Hundred Flowers Continent?" The man's thin lips pursed into a line than the cold, and a pair of eyes that went deep into the night quietly stared at Qingyi's beautiful cold eyes, and his voice was like a spell: "It doesn't matter if you marry Dongfeng Chun?" ”

Qingyi was stunned, not knowing why, when she understood the meaning of the man's words, it was too late to stop the man's low smile slightly: "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous." Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before", as he spoke, he stretched out his slender hand and picked up the long hair on Qingyi's chest, playing with it between his fingers.

The man's words made Qingyi not know what to do, she took a few steps back sharply, waved her hand and tore off the green silk in the man's hand, her eyes were a little angry, and she wanted to cut off the person's seven muscles and eight veins with one palm, but before she could raise her hand, she saw Gonggong Qin running towards this side in a brown court suit, and kept calling: "Lord Leng Guo, Lord Leng Guo"

Lord of the Cold Country? Qingyi's heart moved, and then she was stunned, only to see the man's eyebrows turn around and look at the source with a little impatience, and then Qingyi also inadvertently caught a glimpse of the bright yellow that was leading the queen to this side not far away

The heart shook suddenly, and when the man had time to turn around and look at her, Qingyi was still angry and gathered in the dantian, and his feet spun rapidly, and he took eighteen steps in the air, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Oh, Lord Leng, the slave can be regarded as having found you" Gonggong Qin panted and stopped in front of Leng Guyun, but when he looked up, he saw that this cold and cold-tempered Lord Leng actually wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at the empty and empty people behind him, with anger in his eyes.

Gonggong Qin's heart was cold, he couldn't smile bitterly, and he didn't even know why, but fortunately, when he saw the emperor who was already close to this side, he hurriedly walked over, wanting to say something, but he also saw that the emperor was also the same as the lord of the cold country, his face was indifferent, and his eyes looked coldly at the corridor where there was no one