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Yang Guang looked at Chen Zhen apologetically and said:

"There's no need for Zhuo'er to continue tormenting himself. I'll just carry the empress back."

Chen Zhen glared at me with a pair of bright eyes. However, because he couldn't say it in front of Yang Guang, he couldn't say it out loud. After pondering for a while, he said unwillingly:

"Causing the empress to eat too much wine is all your concubine's fault. Your concubine deserves to be punished. I request Your Majesty to allow your concubine to take care of elder sister. Otherwise, how can your concubine be at ease?"

Yang Guang frowned, and said in a displeased tone:

"It's windy outside, you and Yun'er should have rested earlier, right?"

When Yang Guang said this, Chen Zhen knew that Yang Guang wouldn't return tonight, so he gave up. He stared at me with hatred behind Yang Guang's back, and said with extreme gentleness in his voice:

"Yes, chenqie respectfully sends His Majesty off, as well as the empress!"

"En!" Yang Guang didn't care about left and right of me. He carried me horizontally by the waist, and with the speed of wind, he took a shortcut back to the Yongan Palace.

The leaves by the edge of the pond withered and scattered into the lake, causing ripples under the dense night sky. Under the moonlight and starlight, the Golden Qilin Lake's water was shallow like silver.

I lowered my head and leaned against Yang Guang's chest. My heart actually had a little excitement. I took a light sniff. In the cold night wind, there were a few traces of warmth and familiarity mixed in with it.

When he landed on the ground, he had already arrived at Yongan Palace. Lights were lit up and the previously hazy look was gone.

Just now, the autumn wind was cold outside, but his heart was warm inside. Now, it was as warm as spring, and his heart was actually gradually cooling down.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar bright yellow in front of him, his heart was filled with contradictions. He found it hard to open his mouth, and it was even harder to open his heart.

He was so close to me that he couldn't even speak to me. In the end, there was still something that separated the two of us. Although he treated me courteously, the distance between us continued to grow. When I looked back, I realized that the distance between us was too great for me to cross.

Glancing sideways to see the smiley face, I gave a look to the court people, and they retreated tactfully, leaving only Yang Guang and me in the palace.

Within the Jade Cauldron Fragrance Furnace, green smoke curled up in spirals. The air was filled with a faint orchid fragrance. The sound of an hourglass dripped into his ears and slowly sank. However, his heart was beating chaotically, and he could no longer keep up with the rhythm of the hourglass.

"Is the love better?" Yang Guang's actions were extremely gentle, placing me on the bed, he leaned over and whispered into my ear.

Leaning on the soft blanket, I nod slightly, my cheeks as red as when I first got married.

The sound was as loud as the buzz of a mosquito:

"Chenqie was rude just now. Your Majesty please mete out punishment."

Yang Guang raised my face and fixed his gaze on it. His eyes were like those of the past.

At this moment, he felt a bit absent-minded. I was even questioning if there was any discord between him and me. However, ever since he ascended the throne, he had never stayed in Yongan Palace. This was an indisputable fact.

The hot lips pressed down, not allowing me to think more, he used his gentle warmth to warm my heart, his heart with the heat.

The vermilion veil was lowered layer by layer, and as I breathed in and out, my clothes drifted to the polished white jade floor. The feeling that I hadn't felt for a long time once again assailed my heart, but the moment he entered my body, two moist and hot tears rolled down my face.

Their bodies intertwined together. This kind of heat, yet a trace of sorrow slipped through the bottom of their hearts. In the end, it was no longer the same thing as before.

Finally, under his gentle attacks, I lost myself and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

"Oh no, something has happened to the second princess!" I felt as if I had just entered a dream when I was woken up by the clamor outside. I was shocked and sat up abruptly. A trace of unease flashed through my heart.

"What is it?" Yang Guang was also woken up and shouted towards the door.

"In reply to Your Majesty, the Forever Blessed Palace sent word that the Second Princess is in a bad mood." The dog replied from outside the door. His tone contained anger and panic.

Yang Guang was a little impatient as he said in astonishment:

"Wasn't it fine when the banquet was adjourned? Why can't I relax in the middle of the night?"

"Your Majesty, let's go take a look. Chenqie is also worried about Yun'er."

Yang Guang was no longer happy, but in the end, he was still flesh and blood. In his heart, he was still yearning, so he stood up, casually combed his hair and put on his clothes.

Fortunately, he was closer and arrived in a moment. Just as he reached the door, he heard Chen Zhen's sorrowful wail. He thought it was bad, and Yang Guang's face revealed traces of hesitation and panic.

Stepping into the chamber, he saw Chen in his underclothes, kneeling on the floor with disheveled hair, crying miserably. Mrs. Xuanhua helped her put on a robe and was trying to persuade her with tears in her eyes.

Seeing Yang Guang walk in, the crowd saluted, but Chen Zhong acted as if he didn't see Yang Guang and continued to cry until the sky and earth went dark.

"What's going on?" Yang Guang asked.

Lady Xuanhua sobbed:

"In reply to Your Majesty, Yun'er is — dead."

"What?!" Yang Guang and I were equally shocked. Remembering how young Yun'er was, we couldn't help but feel sorrowful. We kneeled on the ice-cold ground and tearfully looked at the infant in Chen Zhen's arms.

Chen Zhen hugged him tightly. I could only see that half of Yun'er's little face was as pale as paper. There was blood flowing from her mouth, flowing down her chin to her chest. Her clothes were stained with blood, mixing with the crimson coral.

Why didn't he remove the necklace when he was sleeping?

"Where's the royal physician?! Quick, send a message to the royal physician! " When Yang Guang saw Yun'er's miserable state, he cried out in pain, and his face turned pale with fright.

"Chenqie has already sent someone to spread the news and should be arriving soon." Lady Xuanhua sobbed.

As expected, the royal doctors quickly rushed over. Not allowing them to pay their respects, Yang Guang grabbed the main collar of the imperial hospital, threw it next to Yun'er, and shouted:

"Hurry up and give me a doctor. If the doctor fails, then Yun'er, you all don't need to live anymore!"

The imperial physicians were all trembling with fear, and the courtyard was rolling and crawling. They did not care for etiquette, and wanted to hug Chen Zhen, but he refused. He held Yun'er even tighter, and his wails became even more mournful.

After half a day of bitter persuasion from Xuan Hua, she was still unwilling to let go of me.

"Don't, don't take my Yun'er away, don't, don't …"

Yang Guang bent down and hugged Chen Hei, his face was covered with an even deeper layer of pain and pity, his expression was extremely dejected, and he forced himself to speak while enduring his grief:

"Zhuo'er, no one is going to take our Yun'er away. Let us hug him, alright?" I have never held our child. "

For a moment, Chen Zhen was at a loss. His eyes were wide, and his voice sounded dismal. As if he had suffered a heavy blow, he said woodenly:

"Alright, be careful Your Majesty. Yun'er is weak, don't let him hit you."

That kind of motherly love overflowed on my face. Even though I had a long grudge with Chen Xu, how could I not be moved when I saw her miserable expression? He could not help but harden his heart and sadly advise:

"The ground is cold. Sister, please get up quickly."

Chen Zhen stared into a pair of absent-minded eyes, allowing the court to lift him up.

Yang Guang looked at Yun'er again, with tears in his eyes and a face full of sorrow.

The imperial physician took Yun'er from Yang Guang's hands, and after a moment, he respectfully knelt on the ground, and said sorrowfully:

"Reporting to the emperor, esteemed empress, the second princess was poisoned. She was already old, and this subject has no way to turn the situation around."

"Poisoned?" Yang Guang's eyes were full of suspicion, and it gradually turned ashen. He clenched his fists tightly and shouted.

"Who is it? "Who poisoned my daughter?!"

Everyone in the room kneeled down to the floor in fear. No one dared to speak a word.

"Investigate thoroughly for This Emperor!" Yang Guang landed a heavy punch on a few pieces of mahogany next to him. With a "Pa la" sound, those pieces along with the jade vases on them shattered.

All concubines were summoned, and those who came into contact with her were strictly checked, especially the food and drink.

Yun'er's wet nurse had long been scared unconscious, and was splashed with a basin of cold water. She was so scared that she fell to her knees and started kowtowing, answering all of Yang Guang's questions. She examined all the food Yun'er ate at night, but couldn't find any trace of them.