Chapter 439

With an innocent look, Ouyang Firefox looked at her suspiciously, frowned slightly and said, "isn't childe Mu waiting for solitude? The Empress Dowager can go there anytime. Let's go to zhance palace!"

"Monarch, my concubine suddenly remembered that my second brother had left when the Palace door was about to close. Look at my memory!" the imperial concubine patted her long hair, which was not whitewashed. She took Ouyang Huo's arm and smiled. Her eyelashes trembled gently, casting a black shadow under the light.

Ouyang Huo threw himself at Song Ningyu. When he heard that, he didn't refute it. He followed song Ningyu's sedan chair to the Empress Dowager's Ci Ning palace.

Standing at the gate of CI Ning palace, the composition of the three gilded characters is skillful and the writing is gentle. Outside the Zhumen gate, the head aunt of CI Ning palace has already stood.

Under the moonlight, the sapphire long steps spread all the way into the hall. It was autumn, but two pools were still open on both sides of the inner courtyard of the hall door. There were many lotus flowers full of flower demons. Only a few plants had already borne a small green lotus. The lamps engraved with the word "Fu" in the night lit up the whole cining palace. The light urged the lotus flowers to open at night.

"How is this palace lantern a blessing?" I looked around in July and found that even the stone palace lanterns engraved on both sides of the road were engraved with the word blessing. There was a picture of ten thousand blessings hanging in the main hall, with two candles on both sides. It was really strange from a distance.

The air was filled with the fragrance of lotus and Osmanthus fragrans in autumn. The head aunt lowered her eyes and smiled gently.

"The Empress Dowager is ill. The king's filial piety has added blessing to these things. I hope the Empress Dowager can get better early. The Empress Dowager's mother came by chance. At this time, the time for the Empress Dowager to take medicine has also come."

The steward's aunt looked at the quiet, cold and restrained woman with a slightly deep eyes and an easy-going smile.

As the head aunt twists and turns all the way through the corridor and path into the Empress Dowager's bedroom, most of which are simple and elegant. Several short osmanthus bonsai are placed outside the window lattice. The light aroma of Osmanthus overflows with the fragrance of flowers.

Song Ningyu raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes fell behind the pale empress dowager sitting on the bed.

"Does the Empress Dowager like osmanthus?"

"A little cold fragrance blows all over the mountain. AI family likes it. Now it's time. Why do you have time to come to AI family here? AI family doesn't want to squeeze with you." the Empress Dowager sitting on the bed doesn't wear gold, silver and jade ornaments, but vaguely shows a natural noble spirit. She's only in her 40s, and her charm still exists, which shows the wind of that year.

"The Empress Dowager is joking. The palace doesn't want to squeeze with the Empress Dowager. It's just to have a look. Why doesn't the Empress Dowager eat Buddha falling flowers? Does the Empress Dowager plan to be ill all year round?"

"Since the death of the former Emperor, the body of mourning family has been getting worse day by day. How can the precious medicine like Buddha falling flowers be spent on the dying person of mourning family." she patted song Ningyu's hand. The Empress Dowager coughed with her handkerchief. It tore her heart and lungs. There was a painful voice in the whole bedroom hall. The manager on one side brought the medicine up.

Without trace, song Ningyu stopped his sight and gently advised: "empress dowager, it's time to take medicine."

Medicine color black soup, with the bitter aroma of concentrated medicinal materials and the fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans, has become a strange taste.

The cool eyes fell on the bowl of black medicine. The eyes were slightly cold. There was no taste of Buddha falling flowers in the medicine, but it was mixed with osmanthus fragrance

"It's rainy in Hongmeng, especially in autumn. The maidservant goes to close the window." the head aunt is a little younger than the Empress Dowager. She is wearing a plain Confucian dress, which is pleasing to the eyes.

She got up and closed the window. The Empress Dowager had drunk all the medicine in one gulp. She took down the medicine and got up and retreated. Song Ningyu looked at the back of the head aunt and crossed a trace of doubt.

"Ai family is old and doesn't like many people around. Ruogu has been with AI family since childhood and has been used to having her around for so many years." the Empress Dowager covered her handkerchief and gasped slightly, and her lips were too pale to see a trace of blood.

Both of them are playing Tai Chi, and the little thing in their heart has not been pierced.

"Huangdao and Hongmeng fought orthogonally on the north coast. I don't know whether the Empress Dowager knew it or not?" song Ningyu held a tea lamp, and the white jade plate in his hand was light white under the bright light of the room.

"What!" the Empress Dowager raised her head and stared at Song Ningyu. The handkerchief in her hand tightened, and the coughed blood printed into her palm. The slightly cold light in her eyes quickly changed. Pointing to song Ningyu, she lowered her head and coughed again. The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. At the moment when the bedroom door was pushed open, the Empress Dowager finally gushed out a mouthful of blood.

The Empress Dowager leaned over her face when the blood mist filled the bed. The emperor Hongmeng stood outside the door, his eyes slightly stunned. The dragon and tiger walked a few steps to the Empress Dowager's bed, twisted his eyebrows, looked at the Empress Dowager with worry, and said urgently, "Shuanghe, call the imperial doctor!"

The Empress Dowager tightly pulled Ouyang Huo's skirt, opened her mouth and stared at Song Ningyu. This woman can't stay! She was in a coma for a few days. She thought song Ningyu had been sent away, but who knows, it was Ouyang Huo who blocked all the news and made her unaware of it!

"You, you promised AI family that you would never marry this woman. Now... Now even the king of a country wants to... Break his promise?" the blood spread from the corners of the Empress Dowager's lips. The imperial concubine shouted in a sharp voice: "empress dowager, is she? Has she done anything to you? How dare you assassinate the Empress Dowager! Come on, take this woman to our palace!"

Out of the door, a large group of people ran in and surrounded the Empress Dowager's bedroom. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and looked at the Empress Dowager who was about to rise to heaven. It looked like a dying person.

"Send her away, send her away... Monarch, have you forgotten the book? Huangdao attacked Hongmeng, cough... When are you going to hide it from the mourning family!" the Empress Dowager hated iron and steel, firmly dragged Ouyang Huo, gnashing her teeth, full of helplessness and hatred.

"It doesn't bother the empress. It's better for Hongmeng to be the master of the world than to fear Huangdao I!" Ouyang Huo held the Empress Dowager and twisted his sword eyebrows. There were a room full of royal guards in the room, all with big eyes and small eyes, and their hands were still holding the sword around their waist. What's the situation?

The Empress Dowager pointed to song Ningyu and coughed her heart and lungs, as if she was about to cough out even her lungs. Her eyebrows were tightly screwed together. Ouyang fire looked down at the strands of white hair from the black on her head, and suddenly there was some silence.

The imperial concubine pointed to song Ningyu and shouted at a group of forest guards who were stunned at the same place with a sharp voice: "what are you doing? You don't want to put this woman in prison until the Empress Dowager slows down!"

Song Ningyu held her arm and looked at the imperial concubine. She hooked her lips and said with a smile: "the imperial concubine lost her son yesterday. I didn't expect that she was alive today. In the end, she was young."

The imperial concubine's face was slightly stiff, her anger was slightly reduced, she stiffened her neck and murmured, "the third brother of the palace is a miracle doctor. The body of the palace is conditioned by the third brother! Take her down!"