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Ruyi secretly took a deep breath, followed Qingfeng back to the inner room, then whispered: "Niang Niang, found Shen Yao."

Green maple just sat down, immediately stood up, urgent way: "where?"

"She went to Huixian, 80 miles outside the city. But she was really sick when she was found

Qingfeng twisted her eyebrows. She was not interested in Shen Yao's body at all. All she wanted to know was one thing, "did you ask who directed her?"

"At first she didn't admit it, then..." Ruyi pauses for a while, quietly looks at Qingfeng's face, looks at her expressionless face, then continues to say: "finally said, but the next day she died."

"Who is it?" Qingfeng naturally knows that a lot of things have happened behind the word "later". She chooses to keep Ruyi by her side instead of Poria cocos. What she values is Ruyi's unscrupulous and quick success.

Ruyi pressed her voice a little lower and said in Qingfeng's ear, "yes, empress."

It's her! Qingfeng has long guessed that she just heard Ruyi speak it out, and her hatred surged into her heart like a tide. Qingfeng's chest suddenly became stuffy and nauseous. Qingfeng covers his chest with one hand, and his face turns white. Ruyi quickly steps forward to hold Qingfeng, and says: "Niang Niang? What's the matter with you? Do you want to ask the royal doctor to come and have a look? "

Qingfeng stretched out her hand and stroked the warm jade which had been changed into a waist ornament hanging on her waist. After taking a few deep breaths, the feeling of depression dissipated. Qingfeng shook his head, "it's OK."

Xin Yuening, she won't give up if she kills.

In the imperial study, Yan Hongtian sits at the desk and looks at the fold in his hand. His face, which is always full of joy and anger, is suddenly cold and dark. The murderous air in his eyes is so heavy that Gao Jin, who is guarding outside the imperial study, feels it. Gao Jin looked up slightly and saw that Lou Xiang was still standing in the imperial study. His worry faded a little.

"It's obvious that the Xin family is going to lose their lives and protect their cars. For the time being, they have nothing to do with it."

Before Lou Xiyan's voice fell, Yan Hongtian waved his hand angrily. The memorials and books on the desk were swept to the ground. Gao Jin could not help shaking. The emperor had not lost his temper for many years.

Lou Xiyan smiles bitterly. Su Ren goes home with Su Ling to participate in the family sacrifice. Shan Yulan suddenly runs to Qizhou to investigate the case, leaving him to face Yan Hongtian's anger. It has to be said that Xin Sui is really an old fox, and he has escaped by breaking his "arms". Seeing that the memorial was about to be crushed by Yan Hongtian, Lou Xiyan sighed and said, "in fact, this military grain case is very fruitful. Without the financial support of the Lin family, the Xins were dismissed from important positions such as Minister of the Ministry of household and Zhonglang of the Ministry of war because of this military grain case. The Xins suffered heavy losses and their power in the DPRK was reduced. They should not act rashly any more. "

As a king, he should also know what is enough. The Hsin family has been prosperous for a hundred years. If we can balance and restrain them, it is the best way to reduce them slowly. We should consider what position we are in. Sometimes the throne is also a shackle, so we can't do as we like.

Louxiang no longer spoke. The study was so quiet that he could only hear his own heartbeat. However, only for a moment, the kneaded and deformed memorial book fell to Louxiang by the emperor.

"Xiyan, you know I want more than this result."

Yan Hongtian's whole body was full of irritability, but his voice was strangely cold. Lou Xiyan frowned invisibly and squatted down to pick up the memorials at his feet. Inadvertently, he saw that among the memorials scattered all over the ground, a beautifully mounted picture scroll rolled down to one side. There were only a few ink fingerprints and footprints on the paper. It was small but full of vitality.

Lou Xiyan sighed in her heart and didn't persuade her to go on. If the child didn't die, the result had reached their previous expectation, but now, the result is really not enough to relieve Yan Hongtian's pain.

Summer night, the most hot, even if the windows and doors are open, or not a trace of cool, Qingfeng sitting in the window, holding a fan, there is no fan, slightly wind not only failed to take away a little heat, but feel stuffy, some breathless feeling, I do not know is because the heart is agitated, or this year is really hot, Qingfeng hot to sleep I'm here.

There was a sudden noise outside the door. Qingfeng looked up and saw that the door was pushed open rudely. A shadow came in unsteadily. The eunuch who was on the vigil welcomed him and said, "get out of here!" A violent reprimand scared the eunuch back quickly.

Yan Hongtian's feet were empty, but he didn't let anyone help him. He still had a pot of wine in his hand. Qingfeng remembers that when he was drunk last time, it was when the Empress Dowager was sent to guard the cemetery. Why this time? Now Qingfeng is not that ignorant woman before. Although she doesn't know all about the things in the court, she has always been concerned about them. Shouldn't he be happy with the perfect curtain call for the military grain case involving very light? Why are you so drunk?

While Qingfeng is thinking, Yan Hongtian has come to the house, sits down on the chair in the flower hall, and is still pouring wine. Qingfeng goes out, far away, and smells a strong smell of wine.

Seeing Qingfeng standing next to the screen, Yan Hongtian's eyes narrowed. He shook his wine pot and said, "come here."

This time, Yan Hongtian seems to be more drunk than last time. His usually deep and unpredictable eyes are a little confused at the moment. Qingfeng thinks about it and goes over. As soon as he gets close, his waist is tight. Yan Hongtian holds her in his arms and puts his face on her chest. He looks like he's going to sleep.The smell of wine on him is really smoky. Qingfeng struggles for a while and can't earn it. She is thinking about asking for help when Yan Hongtian suddenly buries her head in her chest. This year is too hot, and it's midsummer. Qingfeng only wears a thin middle coat. The hot air from Yan Hongtian's breathing room sprays on her skin, and Qingfeng's body suddenly becomes stiff. The deep and shallow breath of his chest was strange. Yan Hongtian seemed to be saying something. Qingfeng lowered his head and barely heard his voice.

"I am the Emperor I am the Emperor You can't do whatever you want... "

Qingfeng thinks that he has heard wrong. Yan Hongtian whispers to himself and repeats these words. Qingfeng doesn't understand what he wants to say, but the hand around his waist is getting tighter and tighter. Qingfeng can't breathe. He pushes Yan Hongtian's shoulder away. Qingfeng says, "you're drunk. Let's have a rest early."

Yan Hongtian still closed his eyes, but released his hand around Qingfeng's waist, raised the bottle he was holding, and continued to drink.

Qingfeng frowned, reached for the wine pot and put it aside, holding him to the inside. Yan Hongtian maybe really drunk, let her pull away, two people stagger to the bed, green maple really tired, push him to the bed, he directly fell down.

Looking at the horizontal in the bed, drunk unconscious Yan Hongtian, Qingfeng some helpless. She has no strength to move him. Qingfeng grabs a pillow and cushions it for him. When she moves his hands and feet on the edge of the bed to the bed, when she lifts Yan Hongtian's arm, the teeth on his mouth are very dazzling.

Qingfeng's hand pauses for a moment, slowly squats down and leans on the bedside. For the first time, she looks at Yan Hongtian like this. He seems to have lost some weight. The outline of his cheek and chin is sharper and sharper. The faint greenish black trace under her eyes is more obvious against the background of the night. Qingfeng stares at him. The man who thought he was drunk and unconscious suddenly moves again. Qingfeng is also surprised and quickly steps back. Fortunately, Yan Hongtian doesn't wake up and says something low.

Qingfeng breathes a sigh of relief, and is curious about what Yan Hongtian will say when he gets drunk. He bites his lip gently, and Qingfeng leans down to get close to his ear -

"I I won't let zhi'er die in vain... "

Yan Hongtian's vague and low voice crossed his ears. There was a moment's blank in Qingfeng's brain. Holding Yan Hongtian's hand, he unconsciously grasped it and stared at Yan Hongtian who had been sleeping for a long time. Qingfeng asked: "really?"

The voice is so light that Qingfeng can't hear it. Naturally, there will be no answer. Qingfeng thought of Yan Hongtian's words in the flower hall just now. Qingfeng's face was cold immediately. He said you can't do whatever you want, right. But what she wants is to die! Can he do it?

Every three or five days, Poria cocos will take Prince han to come and say hello to the master, and talk about what happened in Yonghua palace these days. The master always listens quietly and occasionally looks at Prince Han, but never hugs him. This day, Poria cocos takes Prince han to come and say hello again. After less than a cup of tea, Poria cocos feels that Qingfeng seems absent-minded, and her hand has been pressing on her chest I'm not in a good position, and I don't look very well.

Poria cocos worried asked: "master, what have you done?"

"A little uncomfortable." These days are like this, especially when I get up in the morning.

Poria cocos gently put Yan Han on the bed, went to Qingfeng side, half squatted down, said: "maidservant give you pulse."

"Good." Qingfeng stretched out her hand. Poria cocos put her hand on her slender wrist. After a moment, her color changed slightly. Looking at Qingfeng, there was some light tears in her eyes: "master You... "

"What's the matter?" Qingfeng is inexplicable.

Poria cocos said with a smile: "Congratulations, master. You are pregnant. It has been more than three months." God did not treat the master badly, so soon he gave him new hope.

"No way!" Green maple frightened to take back the hand, staring at Poria cocos, as if she said something incredible.

Poria cocos was green maple such reaction next jump, thought, soft voice said: "or maidservant to master son Xuan imperial doctor to see."

"No, don't go." Qingfeng hurried forward, holding the hand of Poria cocos, don't let her call.

She was also pregnant with a child. In the past two months, she had felt that something was wrong with her body, so she had never been a doctor. Why is that? She clearly took the pills left by Yuesheng after each time. She carefully recalled the look and tone when Yuesheng gave her the pills that day. Now she can be sure that Yuesheng cheated her. She was pregnant for more than three months. According to the time, the day when she healed her face and Yan Hongtian were crazy and happy, she was pregnant.