Chapter 74

"According to Wei Chen's view, the monarch was drunk for a thousand days. Fortunately, he didn't take much, so he could recuperate for a few days."

"Doctor Lin, what kind of poison is a thousand days drunk?"

"If you go back to the empress dowager, thousand day drunkenness will not do much harm to the human body, but if you stay too much in the body, it will produce symptoms such as mental depression and sleepiness."

"You know, go home."

……

The willow shaped figure was leaning on the head of the bed. She looked down at the sleeping people on the bed. Her eyes, like the ripples of autumn water, were deeply tired and gloomy, and the bitterness in her heart was more difficult to say.

Lin Rou's white catkin gently stroked her face. For a long time, she sighed and groaned around her heart like water. Her voice was gentle but she was a little sad. "Huang'er, since you ascended the throne one year ago, the court has become more and more restless, and the mother is useless. I don't know how to save you..."

"Huang'er, if that didn't happen, you don't have to ascend the throne..."

"My mother thinks that you are not born in a cage like harem. It would be nice if you were only the children of ordinary people. You can have a wife and have children, and you can live a carefree life..."

The man's long, butterfly like eyelashes quivered a few times. He felt dull pain coming from his heart. His mind suddenly woke up. His deep sleep disappeared and gradually woke up.

The misty eyes of peach blossom opened slowly, as if the streamer fell into it. In a flash, Su Yao stood up and leaned on the head of the bed. He took a slow breath, sighed gently, and his thin lips opened. His cold voice sounded faintly, with a little softness.

"Mother, why do you cry again? It's not good to cry again."

Lin Rou stares at Su Yao in a daze, and her mouth turns into a faint sigh. "Huang'er, you've changed your temperament a few days ago. Although you've become stronger, your mother can't help worrying."

"Oh, my emperor son, after all, he has grown up..."

"Hum -"

a burst of sound that cut through the air sounded, and the expression on Su Yao's face instantly solidified.

"Mother, be careful!" He quickly pulled over Lin Rou and protected it with his body. He looked at the direction of the arrow when it came in. He called out calmly, "come on, escort!"

At the end of the speech, a man in black suddenly broke into the window and put his life-threatening sword on his chest. He grasped the handle of the sword and exerted his strength. Without hesitation, he rushed to Su Yao like an arrow leaving the string. His eyes under the black veil were as cold as ashes.

Outside the window, the night is dark and quiet, like tigers and leopards swallowing their prey. The air of killing comes to us. In the distance, lights are shining, and a group of men and horses slowly patrol Kyoto.

"My Lord, the fugitive has been arrested." One of the bodyguards stepped out of the line and knelt down on one knee.

The man lightly swept the man who was pressed on the ground behind the guard. His deep Phoenix eyes crossed a trace of ridicule. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the white clothes presented a kind of cold luster, as if the gods could not be touched.

His cold voice is like the ice on a snowy night. Feng Mou looks at the imperial palace without emotion. He knows how to condense his eyes and says, "go back to the mansion."

……

On the mid day of the moon, the stars are dim and dim, and the shadow is swaying in the light of the night.

"Oh, is that all?" Su Yao leaned against the sword and stood upright. A ray of irony flashed in his eyes. He wiped it with his hands, regardless of the bloodstain slowly seeping from the corners of his mouth.

The only answer to him is the metal sound of the sword body touching each other. The man in black has no expression. He obeys the order as meticulously as a puppet. He uses lethal moves until he dies.

Su Yao took the sword harder and harder. He lost any sense of numbness at the mouth of the tiger. The sound of breathing became more and more serious, and the profanity / clothing gradually became dilapidated.

"Huanger, be careful!"

Seeing that the sharp sword was about to pierce Su Yao's throat, Lin Rou exclaimed in horror. She rushed to Su Yao with the fastest speed in her life.

Su Yao stopped the sword, pulled Lin Rou and threw it on the bed. He yelled at her angrily, "you don't want to die!"

At the moment when she was facing death, Lin Rou was stunned as if she had lost her soul. A moment later, seeing that Su Yao was safe and sound, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In touch with Su Yao's anger, she gently opened a gentle smile and said comfortingly, "huang'er, you can rest assured after your mother is OK."