Yu Haoxuan saw Qingyi coughing, his eyebrows moved lightly, and then he waved his long sleeves lightly, stepped forward a few steps, his black eyes couldn't see any emotion, and he also took Qingyi's wrist very gently, pulled her to his side, stroked her back, and said in a low voice: "Concubine Ai's sick body, she should rest in the 'Ningxue Palace', why did she come here?" ”

Qingyi chuckled, although her breath was weak, but she was more gentle and lovely than usual, a jade jade ring on her hand was dotted with green onions, and she shook Yu Haoxuan's big palm back, her expression was a little tired, but she cheered up and said softly: "The concubine heard that Sister Wan'er was imprisoned, so she came to ask the Queen Mother and the emperor for a favor."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the Queen Mother and Yu Haoxuan were both stunned, presumably they didn't want to talk about this matter in front of her, and they didn't expect Qingyi to say this, and they couldn't respond for a while. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

The Queen Mother's expression was a little stiff, and Gonggong Zhao was even more stunned, he held the Queen Mother with one hand, raised his head slightly and glanced at Qingyi, and then immediately lowered his head, his thick eyebrows tightened, as if he was thinking about something.

"Why did Xue'er intercede for Concubine Xian?" After a while, Yu Haoxuan opened his mouth coldly, he held Qingyi's plain hand with one hand and rubbed it gently, his eyes stared at Qingyi's clear and weak eyes tightly, his eyes were full of pampering, but with a little coldness.

Qingyi felt the strength in his hand, and the weakness of his body made him have to attach his other hand to him, his breath was a little chaotic, but he still smiled reluctantly: "The concubine has been thinking, Sister Wan'er has a docile personality, quick thinking, and is the top figure in the emperor's heart, how can she treat the concubine like this, it must be the palace people who want to frame her, so the concubine"

Before she finished speaking, Qingyi's eyes were pitch black, depressed and paralyzed, Yu Haoxuan's heart was suffocated, and he hurriedly took her into his arms, his eyes seeped into a trace of suspicion, and he looked at her face carefully, only to find that although she had ordered a little fat powder, she still couldn't hide her paleness.

The Queen Mother was so shocked that she couldn't care about anything else, so she hurriedly shouted: "Quick, quickly pass on the imperial doctor"

Zhao Gonggong looked at Qingyi who was paralyzed in the emperor's arms suspiciously, and when he caught a glimpse of the sickly face under the fat powder, he hurriedly rushed out of the hall and rushed to the Tai Hospital.

For a while, there was a storm in the harem, and the palace people speculated who the person who 'framed Concubine Xian' in Xiao Tong's mouth was, but the answer was also obvious, just because before Qingyi went to the 'Sidui Palace', he only visited Ouyang Hongyu of the 'Chongyang Palace'.

In the inner hall of the 'Kunning Palace', Yu Haoxuan was undressed and guarded by Qingyi's side, constantly appeasing, even when the imperial doctor was there.

Qingyi looked at this man he couldn't see through, but he didn't know whether his sudden love was really for himself, or grateful to her for letting go of his favorite concubine, but in the end he just sighed, silently letting him hold his hand, caressing his face like a thousand pets.

"Why is the concubine sighing?" Yu Haoxuan whispered softly, bowed his head and kissed Qingyi's forehead, and then held his head ambiguously half-snuggling, staring at her pale but plain face, reaching out and gently wrapping her long hair.

Qingyi smiled softly, pursed her pink lips, and looked at Yu Haoxuan with affection and shame in her eyes, and her voice seemed to be moved: "The concubine just thinks it's good to be able to look at the emperor like this" This kind of 'blessing' is something that other concubines can't ask for, no matter whether it's true or not, he said that he has indeed been a 'good husband'.

Yu Haoxuan held Qingyi's hand and stiffened for a moment, but the next moment he chuckled, his slender fingertips slipped from between her hair and into her neck, and then gently pinched her chin, a pair of fiery eyes seemed to lock her, and said in a low voice: "Concubine Ai does know how to please me, my heart is almost Xiao Tong's alone."

This time, Qingyi lost her soul a little, not because of Yu Haoxuan's hypocritical words, but because he actually pecked her lips when the words fell, and then hugged himself into his arms, and lay beside her without clothes, warming her.

Qingyi's heart trembled a little, she looked at Yu Haoxuan's side face, but she lost the urge to continue acting, her eyebrows twisted slightly, and Ruyue's face that was exactly the same as her former self suddenly flashed in her mind.

"Really? How good it would be if Xiao Tong could have the emperor like this forever" Qingyi sighed softly, slowly closed his eyes, and got into Yu Haoxuan's arms, the truth between the words seemed to be no longer important, because his heart was tired.

Hearing Qingyi's smooth and even breathing, Yu Haoxuan's eyes gradually dimmed, he stared at the petite person in his arms, the indifferent fragrance was faint, and it was impossible for others to ponder, just like those deep and clear eyes, the sword eyebrows were slightly together, but he didn't think about anything anymore, just hugged Qingyi tightly and closed his eyes

At noon, there was silence in the 'Kunning Palace', the Queen Mother served the Buddha and went, only Zhao Chuan was left in front of the main hall, and the rest of the palace maids followed the Queen Mother and the Concubine into the Buddhist hall to meditate, so the hall was empty at a glance.

In the 'Sidusk Palace', Shangguan Wan'er, the virtuous concubine who was locked up in the side hall and thought about it, knelt in front of the Buddha statue, but there was no timidity and panic, she held the Buddha beads in one hand, while reading the Buddhist scriptures, but she was extremely irritable, a little, I saw her eyebrows lightly together, and threw the Buddha beads on the ground with a snap, got up angrily, and kicked the Buddha platform hard.

"Niangniang, I can't help it" An old palace maid hurriedly came, knelt on the ground with a plop, her face was full of fear, and she said repeatedly: "Niangniang is angry, angry."

Outside the door, a palace maid in Tsing Yi also ran in when she heard the voice, and when she saw the candlestick staggering, her face suddenly turned pale, but she walked into the inner hall with a calm expression, and said to the old palace maid: "Zhao Mo, what are you doing in a daze, don't you clean up quickly, be careful of the emperor and the queen."

When Zhao Mo heard this, he was shocked, and hurriedly got up to pack up his things, while the palace maid in Tsing Yi walked behind Shangguan Wan'er without hurry, stroked her back, and said softly: "Niang Niang is smooth, the slave maid has good news, I think it won't be a few days later, and the door of this 'Si Du Palace' can be reopened", after that, he helped Shangguan Wan'er to sit aside.

Shangguan Wan'er's face was innocent, not as restrained and gentle as usual, she snorted coldly, and her tone was a little mocking: "Could it be that the ugly woman overturned the case for the palace?" Hmph, I underestimated this Xiao Tong, I didn't expect her to have some means than Ouyang Hongyu", he said, his heart was even more depressed, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and sat on the chaise longue, closed his eyes, but the jasper ring in his hand knocked on the table one after another.

The palace maid in Tsing Yi smiled softly, leaned over Shangguan Wan'er's ear and muttered twice, and then covered her mouth and laughed, only to see Shangguan Wan'er stand up from the chair suddenly, her voice was surprised, and she said in a low voice: "Qingrong, what you said is true?" ”

The palace maid who was called Qingrong nodded and smiled, stroked the long hair on the sideburns a little proudly, a trace of charm appeared at the corner of her eyes, and her slender and white fingers tugged at the silk handkerchief, and said with an unintentional smile: "Miss, it seems that this Xiao Tong doesn't want to be your enemy, if this thing is really done by her, she must also want to join your hands to get rid of Ouyang Hongyu."

Saying that, Qing Rong made a 'killing' movement with his hand on his neck, and said in a lighter voice: "If this is not the case, then Ouyang Hongyu wants to blame Miss, after all, the queen has already moved this thought."

Shangguan Wan'er's eyebrows and eyes turned, pacing thoughtfully, but after a while, she shook her head slightly, her jade hand pulled the silk handkerchief, and said coldly: "These two speculations are reasonable, but what about the big bag of arsenic in the palace hall?" Could it be that the dead soldiers raised by my Shangguan clan are all wrecks? ”

When Qingrong heard this, he also felt that something was suspicious, after all, the sudden appearance of arsenic in that big bag was too strange, it can be seen that this matter was indeed calculated, otherwise how could anyone turn into the 'Sidui Palace' under the noses of the thirteen dead soldiers to plant a false accusation, and the only possibility is

Thinking of this possibility, Qingrong Xiu's eyebrows suddenly twisted into a peach heart, she suddenly looked at Shangguan Wan'er, and Shangguan Wan'er was also looking at her, there was some anger in her eyes, only to hear her slap the table angrily, and shouted: "Zhao Chuan, this palace can't spare you"

In the bedroom, Qingyi gradually woke up, but there was an unbearable stinging pain in her forehead, as if something was about to break through, she twisted her eyebrows lightly, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the bright yellow tent in a daze, and only remembered that she was now in the queen mother's bedroom.

Sideways, the man lying beside him before going to bed was no longer there, the side was empty, Qingyi reached out to touch his forehead, but was stunned to find that his cold fingers touched the center of his eyebrows and the pain was unbearable, she was shocked, hurriedly lifted the quilt, and ran to the mirror without even taking care of wearing shoes, but was shocked by the scene in the mirror.

In the Qingming mirror, Xiao Tong's light and pure eyebrows actually bloomed a delicate flower, Qingyi squinted her eyes, but she still couldn't see what kind of flower this flower was, it had a strange shape, and it was brightly pasted between her eyebrows, like cinnabar.

Qingyi suddenly panicked, she never knew that such a thing could be born in her body, and the stinging pain was unbearable, so that her head was a little dazed and unclear.

Outside the door, footsteps suddenly sounded, and Zhao Gonggong's sharp and peaceful voice fluctuated in Qingyi's ears, only to hear him say: "The slave sees the emperor, the emperor, the meal you want the slave to prepare is ready."

Emperor? Qingyi's heart tightened, looking back at her clothes neatly folded next to the screen, she couldn't care less, gritted her teeth, endured the pain, turned around under her feet, pinched the fox fur, draped it on her body at will, put on gold embroidered ingots, and then carried her internal force, quietly and silently fell in front of the mirror, and sat down silently.

Yu Haoxuan pushed the door in, still holding a meal in his hand, he wanted to step forward to wake up Qingyi, but when his eyes swept to the bed, he was stunned, and just wanted to turn around to pass Zhao Gonggong, but he caught a glimpse of Qingyi sitting behind the screen.

Qingyi took the paintbrush, swiping between her eyebrows like a little cinnabar, when the mirror reflected the bright yellow Nine Dragons gold embroidered totem of Yu Haoxuan, she pursed her lips and smiled, her long hair was tied in time, looked back and chuckled, and said, "Your Majesty"

When Yu Haoxuan caught a glimpse of the bright red on Qingyi's forehead, he was stunned for a moment, then put down the meal in his hand, walked towards her, stood beside her, stroked her drooping green silk, and said a little jokingly: "The rules of Huaiyue Country, a woman must pull her hair when she marries, and Concubine Ai is not a person who admits that she is already me?" ”

Slightly stunned, smiling lightly, Qingyi got up, with a delicate and weak look between her eyebrows, and said with a little shyness: "According to folklore, a married woman must pull her hair, this is to teach women that long hair can only be scattered in front of her husband, and the concubine wants to tell the emperor that the heart of the concubine is the emperor."

An ambiguous word, two people who knew their names, looked at each other in pairs, and in the end, Yu Haoxuan took Qingyi's body into his arms and caressed her back.

Originally, Qingyi thought that Yu Haoxuan would inevitably say something, but he couldn't wait for his voice for a long time, and after a long time, he slowly let go of her, stroked her long hair, and his slender fingers crossed her fair face, just sighed lightly, and said, "Xue'er, it's time to eat."

Lunch, on the table of the imperial case, sitting two people, Qingyi silently looked at Yu Haoxuan from time to time to pick up vegetables for herself, the meal, there was already a lot of accumulation, but she didn't have the slightest appetite. ]

Gently flicked the jade chopsticks, took a small bite of food and put it in her mouth, but she couldn't taste anything, it seems that this time, she really broke her body, the corners of her mouth were hidden in a trace of imperceptible bitter smile, her eyes were still clear, and she turned to look at Yu Haoxuan, who was staring at her meal, and also took a piece of fish meat and put it in his bowl.

I remember that there is a book that says, history, you can see the ending clearly, but you can never guess its process, just because the intricate mood is true or false, I am afraid that even I am difficult to distinguish.

"Why doesn't Concubine Ai eat it?" A little, Yu Haoxuan's deep voice came, a pair of deep but doting eyes locked her figure, her hands supported her head, the bright yellow ribbon hung down on the hairline, the heavy sword eyebrows were slightly light, and the thin lips were pursed.

Qingyi lowered her eyelashes, looked at the food in the bowl, her heart was slightly depressed, and the stinging pain between her eyebrows was always faint on her forehead, making her thoughts no longer so clear, tugging at the corners of her lips, but she couldn't smile as calmly as before, so she could only move her eyebrows lightly, put down the jade chopsticks, and said softly: "Xu is concubine has been sick for a long time and can't eat."

Seeing Qingyi put down the jade chopsticks, Yu Haoxuan's brows moved slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and then a piece of meat was sent to Qingyi's lips that covered the veil, and the white veil was lightly lifted, and it was unceremoniously dotted on her lips.

I was stunned, and then reflexively wanted to dodge, but in the end I swallowed the piece of meat, but it was still tasteless when I chewed it, and it was difficult to swallow it like chewing wax.

"How?" Yu Haoxuan looked at Qing Yi Edai's slightly leaning expression, and his heart was clear, he sighed and put down his chopsticks, held her white plain hand, squeezed it tightly in his palm, and said: "This is the dish that I ordered the imperial doctor to prepare for Xue'er, Xue'er doesn't move the chopsticks, aren't you afraid that I will be sad in my heart?" ”

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