Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen Believe

On the 11th day of the twelfth lunar month in the eighth year of Deyou, Zhao Mingde, Minister of the Household Department, and Li Linhai, the Right Minister of the Ministry of Industry, published a memorial on the dredging of the canal at the same time, and the two memorials were then returned to the cabinet meeting. The three elders of the cabinet, the first assistant Ling Xuefeng and the second assistant Gao Zhongshi, and the respected veteran of the three dynasties Yang Jiexing didn't have much objection to this, so they drafted a reply to postpone the processing and sent it back to the imperial court on the grounds that the end of the year was approaching.

As usual, the emperor followed the cabinet's decree and approved the redemption verbatim. When the decree was distributed to the six ministries, the upright Li Linhai was furious and scolded his relatives for monopolizing power on the spot. On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, as usual in the early court, the engineering department handed over to Fu Jishan a record of impeachment of the Minister of Household Affairs, Zhao Mingde, for corrupting the law over the years. This document was clearly impeachment of Zhao Mingde, but anyone could see that the target was alluding to Zhao Mingde's mentor's cabinet Chief assistant Ling Xuefeng, the emperor made an exception and withheld this memorial, and the ambiguous attitude caused a stir among the officials.

On the eleventh day of the twelfth lunar month, my second day in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. In just one morning, I saw quite a few courtiers coming and going. Many courtiers had only heard their father and elder brother mention their names before, but now they all matched each other in their hearts—there were not many good-looking ones. Watching people coming and going in the Palace of Mental Cultivation is better than reading and dozing off every day in the Chuxiu Palace, but Xiao Huan completely treats me as a personal maid, it is really "graceful", researching ink, laying paper and delivering tea Take snacks, but wherever I can be used, I will never let other people get involved.I'm afraid that within a few days, people inside and outside the palace will know that there is a maid named Bai Qi who is now a big celebrity in front of the imperial court.

I was so busy that I kept shuttling in and out of the palace, so I didn't have time to think about other things. It seemed that I was too idle to think about anything. In the afternoon, one group of people left and another group of people came. Groups of people didn't know what to say inside, and when it got dark, the people dispersed. At noon, because Xiao Huan wanted to appease the quarrelsome ministers, the lunch delivered from the imperial dining room was rewarded without even touching it, and the breakfast was useless. He had already eaten rice all day. Not dipped. I went in to change the cup of cold tea in his hand, and said to him, "Are you tired? Do you want to pass the meal?"

He put down the arm supporting his head, paused for a moment, then raised his head and smiled: "It's okay." As he said this, his face was still a little pale under the candlelight, and I couldn't help but say: "There are so many things in normal times? This day is not exhausting me!" He smiled: "It's the end of the new year, usually there will be less." I sighed: "I see the appearance of those court officials of yours, usually not much less." I said and held his arm, "Stop sitting here, hurry up and give me something to eat, people don't eat How?"

He helped me up from the chair, smiled and said nothing, and let me pull him to the dining table. After dinner in the evening, he sat under the lamp as usual to review the backlog of various memorial documents. It wasn't until late at night that I thought it was too dark, so I forced him to sleep. In the next few days, there was not much difference, but I noticed that when I met ministers who talked endlessly, I joined forces with Feng Wufu to kick people out by knocking over a cup or something. When Xiao Huan saw us playing tricks, he always smiled and didn't say anything. After I was told by my father to pay attention to the memorial that day, I didn't pay much attention to it, but this day I sent several memorials to the warm pavilion, and I accidentally saw a thick one, so I flipped through it, and saw that the signature was "" Shen Changliu".

I hurriedly opened the booklet, which was full of long chapters, and every sentence was written directly for my father. This Shen Changliu's writing style is really sharp, and I didn't read half of it, and my head broke out in a layer of cold sweat. After reading it, I closed the booklet and sent a stack of memorials to the Snapper. Xiao Huan was writing red on a memorial with a red pen, without even raising his head: "Put it down." I nodded, put down the memorial in my hand, and hesitated for a while: "Brother Xiao, if the two are hostile, do you have to fight to the death?"

He stopped writing, looked up at me, and smiled: "Not necessarily, in this world there will not be two people who will always be partners, and there will not be two people who will always be enemies. Compared with fighting to the death, I prefer Enemies become allies." I paused, and then asked: "What if it is stubborn and refuses to be your companion's enemy?" He laughed: "Then beat him until he admits defeat." I nodded and paused: "Brother Xiao, I would like to ask you to promise one thing... There is an enemy, after you defeat him, can you show mercy to him?"

In the silence, he smiled: "I promise you, I will show mercy." Heaving a sigh of relief, I let go of my clenched fists that I didn't know when, and raised the corners of my mouth to smile: "Thank you, Brother Xiao." He nodded slightly. I nodded too, and turned to go out. "Cang Cang," he called to me, his eyes softened after the lenient court case, "I never regarded Mr. Ling as my enemy." I turned around and smiled at him again, my eyes suddenly became sore, I couldn't help it anymore, I turned around and ran back to hug him tightly: "Brother Xiao, he is my father, no matter how much I want to hate him...he I hugged me all the time when I was a child..." Tears flowed down my cheeks unscrupulously, and I could only hug him with all my strength.

He also hugged me tightly, hugged me to his chest, patted my shoulder, and comforted me softly: "It's okay, Cang Cang." I buried my head in his skirt, my crying turned into a choked sob, but the tears kept pouring out. Xiao Huan hugged me to sit on his lap, and kept patting my back. When I calmed down slowly and leaned my head on his shoulder, he put his arms around me and smiled: "Don't worry, Cang Cang, I will not let Mr. Ling get hurt, trust me." I nodded, remembered something, and grabbed his sleeve: "You too." I still hugged his waist tightly, "Brother Xiao, you should be fine too."

He smiled and looked down at me: "I'll be fine...you still want to rub your tears on my clothes?" Only then did I see that his clothes were soaked in a large area, full of my tears, and I rubbed against his skirt a few times viciously: "Stingy! I just rubbed it, how about it?" "It's nothing, after all, this dress is going to be changed." He sighed. I smiled smugly, still lingering in his arms, refusing to come down. Like Fu Jishan's memorial given by the engineering department, Shen Changliu's memorial was detained in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. As the New Year approached, the previous dynasty was still busy and peaceful. One day I walked into the Nuan Pavilion, and saw Xiao Huan tapping the table with his fingertips, lowering his head slightly, looking at the folders spread out on the table. It's rare for me to see him so pondering, so I walked over and asked, "It's hard?" He looked up and smiled as if he had just realized that I was there, "It's a bit tricky." He said, pointing to the memorial in front of him, "This is the paper that King Liang handed over today, and it's clearly a complaint about the grain tax in the fief The payment is chaotic, but the secret point is the new tax law introduced by Mr. Ling." I nodded: "Is the new tax law bad?" He smiled: "The new tax law combines all kinds of complex taxes and duties, simplifying them and reducing the burden on the people. I also agree with this tax law. However, the new tax law cuts a lot of taxes. Part of it was cut off, and Mr. Ling has aroused a lot of jealousy." He explained slowly, smiling, "I was thinking that Shen Changliu's memorial was only withheld for a few days, and Liang Wang's memorial came soon. Is it too coincidental?" "You suspect that Shen Changliu was also instigated by someone?" I was a little surprised, "I thought he was really Qingliu who defied power." He laughed: "I'm just guessing, not sure." "Then if it is determined that Shen Changliu was also instigated by someone, what will happen?" I asked. "In this case, someone is behind the scenes and wants to bring down Mr. Ling." He said, stroking the two memorials slowly with his fingertips, frowning, "It's strange, I don't understand if Mr. Ling loses power , what good will it do him?" So he already has doubts in his heart? I smiled and said, "In the end, the soldiers will come to block you, and the water will flood you with the soil. Let these things go as they are, and don't get too tired." He also smiled: "Yes." This matter was put on hold. The next day, the Shifeng Longjing that Xiao Huan used to drink was gone, and I was assigned to get tea from the warehouse. After picking up something from the tea warehouse, I made some jokes with the fat man who was in charge of the tea warehouse. I came out of the warehouse with the tea pot in my hand. I was in a hurry all the way, and when I turned a door, I almost bumped into a person. I hurriedly protected the tea pot with my hands. Before next year's new tea arrives, this is the only pot left of the best Mingqian Longjing tea. Without even thinking about it, I scolded: "You don't have eyes when you walk, why panic?" After shouting, I realized that the person in front of me was neither a palace maid nor an eunuch, nor an imperial guard from the accompanying battalion. I took a step back, but the person did not move, and a chuckle came from behind the veil covering my face. "Who are you?" I looked at him warily. The white fur was light and elegant, and the most suspicious thing was that he was wearing a hood trimmed with silver fox fur on his head. A thin veil hung down from the hood, covering his face. He laughed, and his veil moved slightly with the airflow: "Are all the little maids today so domineering?" I coughed in embarrassment, and still asked him: "Who are you? Why are you wandering around in the palace? It is a capital offense for a foreign minister to trespass in the harem, don't you know?" "I'm lost." The person in front of me replied surprisingly simply, "I came to see the emperor, but I got lost after I came out." Speaking of the new year and Xiao Huan's birthday is coming up these few days, Fan Wang from all over the country has also sent people to Beijing to congratulate him. I have never seen this person in the Forbidden Palace before, maybe he is an envoy of the clan king? I thought about it, and pointed in a direction: "Walk west, turn left when you see the door, go straight north along the corridor, and you will find the front court when you exit the Qianqing Gate." It’s over if the imperial guards catch you as an assassin, be careful next time and don’t run around.” The veil in front of the man's face undulated slightly, and he nodded, "Thank you." Then he turned and walked away. Holding the tea pot, I was still standing there. There was an indescribable feeling in this person's voice, like drinking a bowl of thick rose water after eating a lot of salty snacks. But there is a kind of snuggle comfort. Just said a few words casually, how could there be such a strange feeling? The Hall of Mental Cultivation was still waiting to use the tea leaves, so I walked back quickly holding the teapot. As soon as I entered the door, Feng Wufu hurriedly grabbed me: "Why are you dawdling? Long live God is calling for tea, why don't you brew it and send it in?" This fat man is the same as Xiao Huan, he has long used me as a palace maid, and he will call me out when he needs to be called out, and he will be assigned when he needs to be called out. I quickly agreed, thinking of the person just now, and asked casually: "Who came to see the Lord Long Live just now?" Feng Wufu was a little puzzled: "Who is coming to see you? No one has come here at the moment." He said while urging, "Hurry up and make tea? How long will Long Live be waiting for you? There are no rules!" No one has been here?Who the hell is that person?Feng Wufu kept urging me, so I had no choice but to hurry up and make tea. The spring water brought into the palace from Yuquan Mountain had already been boiled and dried by other maids. I took the tea set and made a bowl of clear tea quickly, and brought it to Xiao Huan. The light in the room was a bit dim, turning around the bookshelf, Xiao Huan leaned slightly in front of the window, the vermilion pen in his hand was shaking slightly, like a silhouette floating in the white light. My heart suddenly became proud: My man is so good-looking no matter how he looks. Walking over to put down the teacup in my hand, I sat sideways on the couch next to him, and smiled: "What are you writing?" He looked at me sideways, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he kept writing: "The budget for dredging the river channel, and there are other things to explain." "Isn't it enough to give these to the people in the Ministry of Industry? Why do you have to write them yourself?" I passed his arm and saw the neat lower characters written in cinnabar on the paper, which fully occupied the half-foot-long Baixuan. "The Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Industry are in disagreement. No matter what budget the Ministry of Industry gives, they will all be refuted. If I wrote it, there should be no objections from both sides." He smiled, and then pointed to a few large sheets spread aside. Paper, "The Ministry of Budget and Industry has already drawn up a few, and I'm just summarizing them." I took a look at the large and densely packed things, and sighed softly: "I always feel that these ministers of yours will spoil you sooner or later." "Who said that?" He wrote with a pen, and said casually, "I did for them what I could do, and they had to follow the rules they should follow. If anyone still doesn't understand what their responsibilities are, just be careful .” His voice was still faint, but I shuddered involuntarily, and laughed: "Brother Xiao, I think you should be so gentle. Someday you will really turn your face upside down. I'm afraid that those ministers will be afraid. Will be terrified." He paused his pen slightly, and looked at me sideways with some amusement: "Would you?" I nodded desperately: "Absolutely." He raised his eyebrows: "Then I won't be ashamed, gallbladder is the house of the spirit, it would be too bad if it is broken." I laughed hard, nodding my head like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, don't be cold-faced..." I wanted to ask him if he had seen the man in white just now, but when I caught a glimpse of the faint tiredness in the corner of his eyes, I didn't speak, bent down and kissed his brow lightly, and then ran out quickly with the tray in my arms. The new year is approaching day by day, and the days just go by. I have been in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and while being sent around by Xiao Huan, I bickered with Feng Wufu for entertainment, but I lived a happy life. Occasionally going back to Chuxiu Palace, let Xiaoshan and Jiaoyan continue to say that the queen is unwell, not only do not see any guests, they even avoid going to the Palace of Compassion and Peace every day to say hello. This afternoon, I was basking in the sun on the promenade. I thought it was time to change my tea, so I brewed a new cup of tea and brought it in. Xiao Huan was leaning over the desk to write something, when he heard me go in, he didn't look up, but just said: "Let's put it down." I went over and put the tea by his hand, replacing the last one that had gone cold. After changing it, I saw that he hadn't looked up yet, so he was holding the tray and was about to go out. He had just taken two steps, and suddenly heard a "bang" behind him, which was the sound of a teacup falling to the ground and breaking. I hurriedly turned around, and saw that he was supporting the table with his hands, the tea bowl fell to the ground, it was broken, and the tea and tea leaves spilled all over the floor. He raised his head and forced a smile at me: "It doesn't matter, I accidentally hit it." I nodded, walked over to put down the tray, and held his cold hand: "You take a rest first." He nodded, closed his eyes and leaned against my shoulder, coughing a few times.His shoulders trembled a little, and his chest heaved violently. In just a moment, the cold sweat on his forehead had already wet the ends of his hair. I carefully supported his body and stood still, waiting for him to calm down. After a while, his breathing finally became more even, and he opened his eyes and smiled at me. I saw that his face was still frighteningly pale, so I said, "Do you want to lie down and rest?" He nodded slightly and wanted to speak, but coughed a few more times. This time the cough couldn't stop, he bent down as if he couldn't hold it anymore, his fingers pinched his chest convulsively, and his body slid down from my shoulders. I hurriedly hugged him, but I only felt his body in my arms was icy cold, I took a breath: "I'll call the imperial physician." He grabbed my wrist with great effort and shook his head lightly: "Don't... alarm others..." His face was still frighteningly pale, but his deep pupils were still. I took another breath, nodded, and sat down to support his body. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. After a while, he opened his eyes and smiled at me, and said softly, "It's nothing...it's just that it's a bit scary when it happens, and it will be fine after a rest." I buried my face on his shoulder, raised my head and smiled at him: "You sleep for a while, I'll get the quilt and pillow." He smiled and nodded, and I helped him to lie down on the soft couch beside him, his breathing was still thin and messy, and he would cough lightly from time to time. I leaned down, held his hand and smiled: "Go to sleep." He smiled and closed his eyes. I covered him with a blanket again, picked up the fragments of the tea bowl on the ground, and then closed the door and went out. Feng Wufu and Shi Yan had been waiting outside the door when they heard the sound of the teacup falling to the ground.At this time, Feng Wufu saw the broken porcelain in my hand, his face turned pale, he stomped his feet lightly, and lowered his voice: "Master Shang from the Ministry of Rites still wants to see me, I will go and tell him that Lord Long Live is unwell and has disappeared .” I nodded and added another sentence: "Long Live Lord said not to disturb others, but tell the outside world that Long Live Lord is a little tired and fell asleep." Feng Wufu sighed softly and agreed to go. Throwing away the fragments in my hand, I went back to Xinuang Pavilion, and when I walked to the couch, Xiao Huan had already fallen into a deep sleep, and his breathing became much more stable. I sat down, held his hand and leaned over the edge of the couch to doze off, woke up and fell asleep, and when I opened my eyes, my eyes were already dim. Looking up, Xiao Huan looked at me and smiled as if he had woken up a long time ago. I stretched and smiled, "Is it better?" He nodded slightly and smiled: "It's much better." I got up and kissed him lightly on his thin lips, and looked at him with a smile: "Would you like something to eat? Shall I go out to pass the meal?" He paused, then smiled: "Try to be as light as possible." Let him continue to rest for a while, I went out and found someone to tell someone to deliver the meal, and when I was about to go back, I heard the servant at the gate of the courtyard say: "The imperial concubine is a thousand years old." Du Tingxin walked in slowly, dressed in plain white and light fur, her jet-black hair bun hanging down her shoulders, her tranquil beauty was like a painting of ink and wash landscape. I stopped in my tracks and waited for her to approach, recalling the look in her eyes at the last banquet, I felt that I don't need to be polite to her: "Your imperial concubine is a thousand years old, what are you here for?" Du Tingxin looked at me and suddenly said, "Ling Cangcang, do you know how lucky you are?" The yard was so quiet that the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops could be heard. She smiled, a smile I had never seen on her face before, peaceful and calm, but with a hint of sadness: "You don't know How lucky you are... You don't know how he loves you, the look in his eyes when he mentioned you was so gentle, just because of that look, I didn't even have a chance to say it." The corner of her mouth slightly curled up: "I love brother Huan, I have always loved him since a long time ago, but I understand that a person like him will only fall in love with one person in his life, you are so lucky, you met him earlier than me." "I don't understand what you're talking about." I frowned, wasn't she the one who grew up with Xiao Huan's childhood sweetheart?How could she say that I met before her? The smile on Du Tingxin's face was even more ethereal: "You don't understand... So you don't understand, so I said, you are so lucky, lucky enough to make people feel hateful." "I know you hate me," I frowned, and said lightly, "I hate you too, so we're even." Du Tingxin sneered: "Yes, I hate you, very much... Do you know how many times you have been self-righteous..." She said, turned around suddenly, and walked out. "Du Tingxin," I stopped her, "what do you mean by that?" She stopped in her tracks and sneered: "What do I mean? Empress Dowager... May I ask when did you really believe in brother Huan? When did you not think that he was heinous? Did you ever trust him sincerely?" My chest was suddenly suffocated, and I tried to defend myself: "I will believe him..." Du Tingxin was quiet, and sneered: "Okay, let me see how you turn your face and deny people next time..." "Xin'er!" Xiao Huan's voice came from behind, he came over, put his hand on my shoulder to support me, and smiled at Du Tingxin, "Xin'er is rare to come, why don't you come in and sit down?" Du Tingxin looked straight at him, and suddenly there was water in her clear eyes. She shook her head, but something shiny still flew out from the corner of her eyes, and disappeared in the air: "I'm sorry, Brother Huan, I'm coming I didn't mean to say this, I just..." She bit her lip and smiled at me suddenly, "I'm sorry." She turned around and walked out quickly. I watched her disappear, and then I turned my head and smiled at Xiao Huan: "What are you doing here? You think I can't handle it?" He let go of my shoulders, leaned his back lightly on the pillar behind him and smiled: "Xin'er, she..." He paused, "Don't pay attention to what she said." "What do I care about? You are all standing by my side, what else should I care about?" I joked with a smile, I don't know why, when I said these words, I felt the tone was very awkward, and the atmosphere was even more awkward. A cold night wind blew in front of him, he lowered his head and coughed lightly twice, I quickly stepped forward and reached out to help him: "Why are you still running around in this body..." Before he could finish speaking, Shi Yan hurried over from behind the screen wall, seeing me there, he froze for a moment and clasped his fists at Xiao Huan: "Go back to Lord Longevity, the girl Zhao who was involved with Luo Xianxue has been found." Wash blood?The hand I reached out to him froze suddenly. Xiao Huan propped himself up and stood up, nodded to Shi Yan to indicate that he already knew, then smiled at me: "Cang Cang, you go back to your room first." I didn't move, hesitated for a while and said: "Brother Xiao, you have a lot of things to hide from me, don't you?" He paused and didn't speak. "I know there are some things I don't need to know," I looked at him, "but some things are very important to me." He still lowered his head and coughed lightly. I looked at him and took a light breath: "Brother Xiao, I want to ask you, did you send someone to kill the blood?" There was a long silence over there, as if after a long time, his voice sounded: "Cang Cang, is this matter very important to you?" I froze for a moment, nodded: "Yes." He smiled: "It's my fault for not explaining to you. You don't have to avoid it, I'll explain it to you right away." After he finished speaking, he turned to Shi Yan: "The person was found? Where is it?" Shi Yan said: "According to Lord Long Live's order, the girl has been brought into the palace to be settled." Xiao Huan frowned, and pondered for a moment: "How is her condition? Has her sanity recovered yet?" "I seem to be frightened again outside, and I am even more crazy." Shi Yan replied. Xiao Huan nodded: "Where is she? I'll go and see her." I heard that he was leaving, so I asked someone to fetch a windproof cloak and put it on him. He took the cloak and smiled at me, then nodded to Shi Yan: "Lead the way ahead." Seeing that his face was still pale, I hurried over to help him again, he stopped for a moment, smiled lightly: "It's okay." Then he let go of my hand and followed Shi Yan out quickly. I walked two steps quickly to catch up with their footsteps. The palace wall in the night was zigzag, Xiao Huan kept walking quickly without speaking. Shi Yan took us to a remote palace guarded by imperial guards. After entering, we went to a side room. Shi Yan pushed the door open. The light inside was dim, and a white figure could be seen curled up on a soft couch. When Xiao Huan entered, Shi Yan signaled the imperial guards at the door to bring some more candles to illuminate the small room more brightly, and the figure on the bed became clearer. It was a thin young woman with long black hair disheveled, almost covering her face, her eyes were full of vigilance, like a frightened little animal. Xiao Huan walked to the couch, stretched out his hand to her, smiled and said softly: "I'll check your pulse, don't move." The woman shrank back, although her eyes flickered, she really didn't move. Xiao Huan took a breath, bent down slowly, and tentatively grabbed the woman's hand. As soon as his fingers touched her skin, she suddenly screamed, waving her hands to push Xiao Huan desperately. Pushed away suddenly by her, Xiao Huan staggered. I rushed over to help him, but in a hurry, I hugged him from behind, and his waist seemed a little thin under the cloak in my arms. I was trembling with anger, and scolded the woman: "Will you?" What's your ghost name for your pulse diagnosis? Then tell me to smash your head!" The woman was frightened by the scolding, but closed her mouth and shrank her body. I helped Xiao Huan, saw his frosty complexion, and hurriedly said, "Sit down and rest for a while." He nodded lightly and smiled: "Cang Cang, don't scare her... You can help me grab her hand later." I nodded: "It's a piece of cake." He said he wanted to help him sit on the couch, but he stopped. Shi Yan behind him took a step forward, took off the mink cloak on his shoulders, and put it on the couch. Xiao Huan sat down on the cloak he had spread out. . I coughed and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't see that much attention when I dressed up as Zhao Fugui and fed the horses." While talking, I climbed onto the couch and grabbed the woman's arm. She didn't really resist the touch of a woman. Peng, was frightened by my scolding just now, obediently let me pull her hand over. Xiao Huan put three fingers on her inch-off ruler to check her pulse in turn, and hooked the corners of his lips: "It's not that I'm too particular, it's that the couch is too cold." He said, confessing to Shi Yan, "Give this Add some quilts to the house and make a charcoal stove." I coughed again, and helped him press the woman's still restless arm. His gently drooping eyes were right in front of me, I glanced at his eyelashes that were almost too long, and then whispered: "Why is this couch too cold, just now there was someone's face, but it's cooler than this couch..." Over there, he smiled lightly, and took his pulse seriously. He didn't let go of his fingers until half a stick of incense had passed, and nodded to Shi Yan: "Bring some paper and ink here, and invite Doctor Yang from the imperial hospital." Shi Yan took the lead and went out, I let go of the woman's arm, and she immediately hid in the corner of the wall and curled up into a ball. I didn't care if she saw it or not, I tried to smile at her as kindly as possible, and asked Xiao Huan casually: "Want to prescribe medicine for her?" He replied: "This Miss Zhao became crazy after being frightened. It is difficult to restore her sanity, so I had to prescribe some tranquilizing medicine for her to take care of slowly." I nodded with an "oh", and looked at Miss Zhao carefully under the light. Although she is unkempt, she has pretty features and is not very old. She should be a beauty before she went crazy.This is the brothel girl who made friends with Xian Xue? As he was talking, Shi Yan had already returned, and brought someone to put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table and spread it out. Xiao Huan picked up a pen and carefully wrote down the prescription on a piece of paper, and handed it to the waiter beside him: "When the doctor Yang arrives, give this to him, and ask him to see if there is anything to add, and I will hand this girl over to him later." gone." Xiao Huan didn't get up after explaining, looked at me, raised his hand to gently rub the center of his brows, half-smiled and half-sighed: "You..." I raised my head: "What's wrong with me?" "It's nothing..." He smiled, paused for a moment, and then began to speak slowly, "Mr. Luo died under the sword of Feng Yuanjiang in Fenglai Pavilion. The big silk merchant Qiu Heshan saw his true colors, and later Qiu Heshan commissioned Fenglai Pavilion to assassinate him." I nodded. Feng Yuanjiang is the head of Fenglai Pavilion, a killer organization that has become famous in Jianghu in recent years. I have met him by accident. He is elegant, handsome, and a scholar. The leader of the largest killer organization. "When Mr. Luo was assassinated, this Ms. Zhao was also there. Later, Ms. Zhao went crazy, and I told Shi Yan and the others to find her to take care of her." Xiao Huan continued, "I didn't expect that there would be something about Shanhaiguan soon. Gu There is not enough manpower in the camp, so it took so long to find Miss Zhao." He paused while talking, and smiled again, "The day Mr. Luo was killed, I got the news too late, and I couldn't rescue him in time, I'm sorry." I looked up at him and asked, "Brother Xiao, at that time, Xianxue went to the palace to assassinate and was caught by the imperial guards. You slapped him in front of me. You were actually healing his wounds, not killing him." ,right?" He froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "The situation is almost the same..." After thinking for a while, he said, "That sword came too fast, and his internal injuries were already deep at that time. If I don't take advantage of his strength Open up his meridians at the moment when the sword energy is pouring out, it will be too late to wait any longer, so I haven't had time to explain to you..." I smiled, feeling a little tingling in my heart, and explained to me... After I saw Xian Xue fall down, I immediately slapped him in the chest like crazy, where did I give him a chance to explain? It was the same later, when I heard the news of Xianxue's death, just because Xianxue's body was taken away by the Gu firm, I immediately decided that Xiao Huan sent someone to kill Xianxue, and sneered at him who had just come down to court, From the beginning to the end, I didn't think about whether he was wrongly blamed. Is there more to it, and because I am blinded by grief, I can't help but blame him for everything? There was a stabbing pain in my heart, and some details that I hadn't noticed before suddenly popped up, so clear, it actually made my body feel cold. Sitting down on the edge of the couch, I held his hand and looked up at him: "Brother Xiao... the palm you opened up the meridians for Xianxue, didn't it take a lot of internal energy?" He didn't seem to expect that I would ask such a question, he paused, and then smiled: "It's okay." "After you slapped that slap, you came to pull me away from Xianxue, and I slapped you on the chest again. I always thought that slap would not hurt you at all, because the skill between us is so strong. The difference is too much." I said, looking into his eyes, "Later I went to see Xian Xue and asked him how his injury was, he smiled and said that the internal injury was fine, and then unintentionally asked, 'How is he? ?' I have never quite understood this sentence... Now that I think about it, Xianxue should be asking you at that time, right?" That day, all I thought about was how to rescue Xianxue, how to protect Xianxue from being hurt by others, and I didn't pay attention to any other abnormalities at all. For example, Xiao Huan's pale face when he stood up from my side that day, for example, when I knelt in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation the next morning to force him to let me see Xianxue and later accompany me for lunch, he coughed intermittently...until I After going to see Xianxue and returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he was so tired that he leaned against the table and fell asleep, coughing so much that he couldn't get up on the table, and he didn't even have the energy to fetch the teacup that was close to him... that day he had already He was seriously ill, but I turned a blind eye to it, and even forced him to agree to let Xianxue go on the condition that he needed tea as a condition. He paused, looked at me and smiled after a while: "It's okay, Cang Cang." How come it doesn't matter?After that, Shanhaiguan was in a hurry. He stayed up in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for several days and nights without sleep, until he couldn't restrain himself from vomiting blood in front of the servant. I held his hand and raised it to my cheek. His hand was still cold, with a slight warmth, suppressing the soreness rushing up from my nostrils. I raised my head and smiled at him: "Brother Xiao... just now I asked Did you feel very sad when you sent someone to kill Xianxue?" He paused for a moment before opening his mouth gently: "Why do you say that?" "I suddenly felt that way..." I laughed, "Because when you are sad, you will be very polite to me." I stopped for a moment, and firmly held his cold hand: "Xianxue is my good friend... The biggest debt I owe him is that I lied to you and said that the person I love is him..." I smiled at him: "Xianxue was killed by someone, and I really want to avenge him, so who killed him is very important to me... The last thing I want is that you send someone to kill him—you are right It’s also very important to me, Brother Xiao.” He looked at me, then moved his eyes and laughed: "Why do I suddenly feel... I'm a bit small." I froze for a moment, then laughed: "Well, I understand now? You're such a small belly, and you don't say anything, you deserve to suffocate yourself!" After laughing, I wanted to say something, a sword-wielding imperial guard entered the door, knelt down on one knee to salute Xiao Huan, then quickly stepped aside, and said a word to Shi Yan's ear. Shi Yan's face changed slightly, he quickly glanced at me, then looked at Xiao Huan. Xiao Huan nodded to him. After receiving the order, Shi Yan still hesitated for a moment before saying, "Report to Lord Long Live, something happened to Chuxiu Palace." After finishing speaking, he quickly added, "Your Majesty Long Live, don't worry about this matter, I will leave everything to my minister. " Xiao Huan frowned: "Speak out." Shi Yan's body trembled a bit: "The Chuxiu Palace has been broken into by unknown assassins, causing countless casualties in the palace." Countless casualties?My heart tightened, Xiaoshan and Jiaoyan were also there!I quickly grabbed Xiao Huan's arm: "Let's go and have a look." He nodded, stood up and held my hand, and said to Shi Yan, "Let's go." Shi Yan lowered his head, but stopped talking, bowed to accept the order, walked like flying, walked first, and stood in front of Xiao Huan. This place is not far from Chuxiu Palace, we arrived soon, and heard the faint sound of fighting coming from the palace wall. When he came outside the palace gate, he saw several rows of dignified imperial guards standing in front of the Chuxiu gate brightly illuminated by torches.One of the higher-ranking officials was blocking the door with a knife. When he saw Shi Yan, his tense face relaxed a little, and he called out, "Commander Shi." Then he saw Xiao Huan behind Shi Yan, kneeling without hesitation. He said, "It's dangerous here, please avoid it, Lord Long Live." Xiao Huan shook his head to signal him, and walked over. In front of the facing screen wall lay the corpse of a royal guard, Xiao Huan immediately frowned: "So powerful? What's the origin?" The imperial guard faltered for a while, but was a bit unable to answer: "Yes..." Shi Yan didn't stop, and stepped into the courtyard.Xiao Huan also followed in, and I walked side by side with him. After entering the door, by the light of the torch, I saw that there were still many corpses at the gate of the courtyard, bloody and bloody, almost indistinguishable. I thought that these people might be the people I used to get along with day and night, and I couldn't help but nausea. 朦胧夜色中浮动着浓烈的血腥气，殿前的梁木上还亮着两盏宫灯，照得满院人影幢幢，杂乱的尸体正中，站着一个满身鲜血的人，听到这边的动静，他把剑从一具尸体身上拔出来，抬起头冷冷看过来。 这个投过来眼神虽然陌生，那个人的脸也被鲜血泼洒、犹如恶鬼，但他的身影和动作却很熟悉，我失声叫了出来：“宏青！” 他是宏青！那个陪我推牌九，笑得总是带些狡狯和戏谑的宏青，我怎么也想不到，会看到他这个样子——他提着剑，站在满地的尸体中，像一个嗜血的恶鬼。 我们头顶突然传来一个声音，冰凌相撞的峭寒话音里带着一丝笑意：“呵呵，皇后，我们又碰到了。” 储秀宫前殿的重檐上，荧一身白衣盛雪坐在那里，看到我在看她，就更加轻快地说：“啊，对了，这个却不是被用我傀儡香控制着杀人的。”边说边捏着鼻子扇了扇，“这么恶心的杀人法儿，我还真做不出来。” 我木然把头转回来，愣愣看着宏青，现在这个眼中只剩着赤裸裸的杀意的人，还是我认识的那个宏青？ 我的声音嘶哑：“宏青，小山和娇妍，你没有杀她们，对不对？” 宏青转头看我，冷冽的目光中没有一丝温度……他一步步走过来，在萧焕面前单膝跪下，平静的声音不起一丝波澜：“奉万岁爷旨意，已将储秀宫上下格杀完毕。” 是萧焕让他杀的？像被毒蛇咬住了一样，我本能甩开萧焕的手，退了一步。 刚退开，我就发觉我错了，听到宏青说的话，萧焕也是一脸诧异，他看到我退开，带些急切地转头辩解：“不是，苍苍……” 在这电石火光的刹那，宏青突然抬头，他左掌疾出，带着劲风击向萧焕的胸口，萧焕完全没有防备，被他一掌结结实实击在胸口，身子就直飞了出去。 他撞上院中的槐树，那树梢枯萎的黄叶纷纷落下，他挽发的玉簪“叮”得一声裂成两半，黑发散落，他猛地捂住嘴，身子晃了晃，半跪在了地上。 我从来没见他弯过腰，在敌对的时候，不管受了多么重的伤，他都一定尽力支撑着挺直后背，可他现在已经半跪在地上。 我像是被定在地上一样，张开嘴，却发不出一点声音。 “万岁爷！”石岩大喝一声，像疯了一样拔出佩剑，向萧焕冲去。 这个一向沉稳镇定如山的大内第一高手现在全身都是破绽，一道白影闪出，惊鸿一瞥间，石岩手中的长剑已经断成了两段。 一个蒙着面幕的白衣人双指夹着半截短掉的长剑，挡在萧焕身前，笑声清远：“石统领，别靠近他。” 这个人，刚才一直站在避光的殿内，头戴着纱幕，在这个满目血腥的修罗场中，只有这一身白衣依然皓如初雪，别说血迹，连纤尘浮灰，都没有沾到一星半点，触目的血腥狰狞里，唯独他，闲雅怡然。 可是他只用了一招，就将石岩纵横天下的荧光剑以指力夹成了两段！ 石岩愣在当场，不可置信地看着手中的断剑。 白衣人悠闲转身，抬手取下头上的斗笠轻纱，微微弯腰，伸手从半跪在地上的萧焕怀中，取出了一柄短剑。 那柄剑只有一尺多长，出鞘后在灯光中闪烁出温敦的青色光芒，白衣人用他修长洁白的手指爱怜地抚过光华不定的剑锋，玉样的容颜上一扫疏懒，射出了孤高的光芒，他一字一顿：“王者之剑，王者持之，这柄王风，皇上让与在下如何？” 直到这时，我才猛地喊了出来：“萧大哥！” 一直低着头的萧焕缓缓抬起头来，他的深瞳依然明亮，他微微动了动眉毛，再没有多余的动作，但我知道，他是想告诉我，他还好，让我放心。 死撑到底的臭脾气，我突然笑了，脸上却早已是满面泪痕。