V3.C100

"Let me go! Let go of me Green maple crazy struggle, Yan Hongtian tightly grasp her shoulder, green maple see bodyguard took the child on the bed, more crazy, struggle, actually a cruel bite on Yan Hongtian's hand.

All the people were stunned. Zhuo Qing stood close, and Qingfeng clenched her teeth and made a gurgling sound. She could hear clearly, but she could not help but see that her scalp was numb. Soon, the red blood went down along the position of the tiger's mouth. It could be seen how hard the bite was. Qingfeng's biting method was like biting down a piece of meat. Yan Hongtian's face didn't change, and his brows didn't wrinkle. He just let Qingfeng bite, but his black eyes staring at her became colder and colder.

Xin Yuening was the first to recover and screamed, "are you crazy, Qingfeng?"

"Come on, come on!" The guard outside the door rushed in immediately after hearing the Queen's cry. Xin Yuening pointed to Qingfeng and said, "hurry up! Pull the madwoman away

Qingfeng's hair is scattered, his face is pale, and his mouth is full of blood. He looks terrible. The bodyguards rush up. Zhuo Qing is worried that they will hurt Qingfeng, but she doesn't know martial arts. Even if she wants to stop it, she can't stop it. She can only try her best to block Qingfeng.

"All back."

The cold voice is low to ring out, a group of bodyguards are like being ordered acupoint general, dare not move again immediately. Zhuo Qing didn't expect Yan Hongtian to stop them. After all, his hand was really hurt. Looking back, his heart could not help shaking.

Green maple not only did not let go, but also bit more and more ruthlessly, as if really crazy general, Yan Hongtian also did not move, it seems that it is not his hand, blood constantly along the arm into the dark boa robe, the whole inner room suddenly a dead silence, only heard green maple low breathing sound.

Qingfeng's long hair is scattered. Zhuo Qing can't see her eyes clearly, but Yan Hongtian's cold eyes are clear. Yan Hongtian's memory is violent and even cruel. At the moment, he is also very cold. Deep dark eyes seem to be brewing a terrible storm. Zhuo Qing can't see what Yan Hongtian wants to do. Now it seems that at least he won't hurt Qingfeng.

Green maple is finally loose mouth, just the next moment then straight back down, Yan Hongtian single hand embrace her waist, green maple into his arms.

"Empress, help AI's family back to the palace." Lou Su's heart and strength are exhausted. It seems that she is a lot older. Her noble and straight back looks a bit bent. Over the years, she has experienced so many times of such grief. Is premature death the fate of the Yan family?

"Yes." Xin Yuening obediently supports the Empress Dowager to leave first. Before going out, she looks back at Qingfeng who is soft in Yan Hongtian's arms. She is angry and happy. Qingfeng is crazy even if she doesn't die this time!

"Take good care of her." Yan Hongtian puts the maple on the bed. His voice is as cold as the ice on the snow mountain. His hand moves very gently. Zhuo Qing didn't react. He was talking to himself. Yan Hongtian didn't look at the people on the bed any more. Then he went out.

All the people are gone. The inner room is empty. Zhuo Qing checks Qingfeng immediately. Her heart rate and breathing are normal. She should be over stimulated and faint. Suddenly there is a sound behind, Zhuo Qing looks back, the palace maid who was called Ruyi is carrying a basin of hot water in.

Take over the soft cloth she handed over, Zhuo Qing gently wiped the blood on the corner of Qingfeng's mouth, sighed, but also weak.

Finally clean up the maple, just give her cover, Poria finally came back. Seeing her hands empty, Zhuo Qing asked, "where's the medicine residue?"

Poria cocos shook her head gently.

"No more?" Zhuo Qing said anxiously: "how can that happen?"?! The medicine given to the emperor and concubines is not to be kept for more than a day. How can it be gone?!

Zhuo Qing said so, Poria cocos is also very clear, face also appears a little gray, "maidservant to Royal Medical Court to check, the drug residue has gone, asked the person on duty, they all said don't know."

The cause of the child's death is suspicious, and now the dregs of the medicine have disappeared. Zhuo Qing feels that there is a heavy fog over her head, and she doesn't know how to disperse it.

You time, should be the emperor's most empty time, Lou Xiyan came to the imperial library, but found the door closed, Gao Jin and Xiao Yu were standing outside the door, the two look dignified, quite a bit at a loss.

See Lou Xiyan come to the front of the hall, Gao Jin immediately welcome up, "Lou Xiang."

Looking at the closed door, Lou Xiyan asked in a low voice, "is the emperor here?"

"Yes. But... " Gao Jin's face was full of worry, and he wanted to say nothing. He has been with the emperor for many years. He has never seen the emperor like this. The wound on his hand has not been bandaged by the royal doctor. The blood has been flowing all the time. When he entered the Royal study, he just said, "get out of here." Gao Jin felt cold all over. He guessed that the Emperor didn't want to see anyone at the moment.

Fortunately, the building phase did not force, light back to a: "nothing, I go first." He left the Zhengyang palace, but his face, which was always smiling and genial, was also stained with some melancholy color.

Zhuo Qing accompanies Qingfeng in Qingfeng hall. When the Palace door is closing, Qingfeng still doesn't wake up. Zhuo Qing also has to leave. Winter night, especially early, Zhuo Qing out of the Palace door, the day has been dark, the red lanterns near the Palace door to the road in front of a bright red, this bright red light, a familiar carriage stopped not far away, the carriage standing next to the tall figure, face as usual with a warm smile.Seeing Lou Xiyan, Zhuo Qing quickened her pace, "how did you come?"

Lou Xiyan greets her, warm in her clear voice, "come and take you home."

Rare, Zhuo Qing took his hand, voice some stuffy: "sunset, let's walk?" Although she saw many deaths, what happened today was still like a stone pressing on her heart.

Holding her hand in the palm of her heart, Lou Xiyan whispered back: "good."

It's about to enter the twelfth lunar month. The wind at night blows on my face and it hurts. The number of people in the street gradually decreased, and they walked in silence.

"Child No more For a long time, Zhuo Qingcai said a few words. Lou Xiyan tightened their hands, and their voice was still calm: "I know."

Night breeze whistling from the ear, blowing two people's clothes, Zhuo Qing suddenly stopped, Lou Xiyan know she has something to say, then also stopped. Zhuo Qing gathered her eyebrows and thought for a while before she said, "I think the cause of the child's death is strange."

There was a glimmer in the long black eyes, "what did you find?"

"By the time I got there, the body was cold. Looking at the spot, the child had been dead for at least one hour. His face is dark red, his lips are dark purple, and he has seven points, like throat swelling caused by fever and respiratory failure. But I found that the color of the child's body spot turned out to be grayish brown. "

She emphasized the color of the spot Lou Xiyan's voice was a little low: "do you mean the prince died of poisoning?"

Zhuo Qing shook her head helplessly. "I can't be absolutely sure that the child is too young. It may also be the death caused by other complications. Now there are doubts. Can we apply for an autopsy for the child? " So she can determine the cause of the child's death!

Zhuo Qing wanted to do the autopsy for her child in a hurry, and her voice was higher. But she knew that she was dreaming about her calm and deep eyes. The imperial doctor had determined that the child was dead, and the child had a high fever in those days. There are countless babies who die of high fever every year. In their opinion, this matter is very clear. How can she do an autopsy?!

She has always believed that the corpse is the last voice of the dead. She can help them say what they want to say. Now she can't do it. She is very frustrated. Can't autopsy, drug residue also disappeared, Zhuo Qing feel completely useless, can't help but low sigh: "if she is good."

Suddenly a cold wind let Zhuo Qing can't help shivering, think of Xiyan body has been not very good, Zhuo Qing led Lou Xiyan to the back of the carriage, walked two steps to find that he was still standing in the same place.

Zhuo Qing finally realized that Lou Xiyan was silent all night. He seemed to be listening to her, but there was a faint light flowing in her tiny eyes. Zhuo Qing asked in a low voice: "what are you thinking?"

Looking down at her, Lou Xiyan coughed softly and said with a smile, "nothing. Naturally, I'm listening to my wife."

Zhuo Qing's face didn't believe it. Lou Xiyan continued with a smile: "at the end of Qing Dynasty, it's very dangerous to accompany general Su to encircle and suppress pirates. At this time, I told her that I'm afraid it will affect her and general su."

Did he really hear her?! After thinking about it for a while, Zhuo Qing said, "well I'll send people to Donghai and wait in Maocheng. I'll tell her when they win. "

"Good."

Zhuo Qing's face is still not very good, between the eyebrows with worried and tired, holding a long hand, the same is cool, Lou Xiyan gently embrace her shoulder, in her ear advised: "don't worry too much, will pass."

This day is really tired, gently leaning against Lou Xiyan's arms, Zhuo Qing is most worried about now, is Qingfeng, from her performance in the afternoon, the pain of losing her son, for her, the blow is too big.

Pacifying patting the person in his arms, the smile on Lou Xiyan's face has already been collected. What he worries about most at the moment is obviously another person.

When the lamp is on, the Hougong, which should be lively, is very cold tonight. On the empty Palace Road, few people walk around. The whirring wind blows dead leaves and rustles on the ground. According to the tradition of gongyue, it is not allowed to have a funeral when a child dies young, so only Qingfeng palace and Chuxiu Palace are hung with white cloth.

When Mingze was on duty in the palace, he knew that the little prince had died. He could not help but worry about the woman who looked upon her family as her life. He stepped even faster. When he rushed to Qingfeng hall and saw the white cloth and two big white lanterns on the gate, Mingze was in a trance for a moment. When he left this morning, it was still a warm and peaceful scene, but now it was so dead.