Silent night, silent bedroom, the scent of ambergris is quiet and lingering.

Big bed, two people embracing each other.

He hugged her shoulders and she leaned stiffly against his chest.

He didn't want to think about the reason for her obedience at this moment, and she didn't want to delve into her uneasy heart.

"It would be great if you and I had a child."

Jingsu Jiao trembled, broke away from him, sat up, stared at him with lowered eyes, swallowed speechlessly, and slowly said one sentence: "I'm sorry."

Chong Mo chuckled, rubbed her long dark hair with his big palm, and said dotingly: "What's wrong?"

Jingsu couldn't bear to look at his face full of trust and eyes full of attachment, but there were some things he wanted to say clearly about that child.

"That child," she stared at him, perhaps feeling guilty and...painful.

Chong Mo seemed to understand, and the hand that was running along her hair suddenly froze and paused there.

After a long time, he finally let out a long sigh.

Suddenly he stretched out his arms and took her into his arms again, "Don't say it, don't say it anymore."

The grudges and grudges, right and wrong between them have long been indistinguishable.

Now that she is still in his arms and he can still feel her temperature, that's fine. Let's talk about the rest.

It suddenly started raining in the middle of the night, and the dripping rain disturbed my dreams.

Jingsu Qianqian fell asleep, as if he had fallen into a dream. There was a large area of ​​fog, and he could not see anything clearly. After a while, Zhong Yu's face flashed past, and the scene changed, and he became Die Ziyi again.

It’s Concubine Jing, and then...it’s Chongmo!

She was frightened and woke up. Her whole body trembled and she sat up suddenly, gasping for air and covered in cold sweat.

The pillow is empty and the pillow is cold.

She was still in shock. She lifted the brocade quilt and got up. She vaguely heard a suppressed cough in the outer room. She quietly walked to the door, opened a crack and looked outside. There was a candlelight flickering, and she buried her head in heavy ink while writing.

He was writing something in a hurry, and his left hand hung limply.

Jingsu couldn't bear to watch anymore, so she went back to bed holding back her tears, and lay down, but she couldn't fall asleep again.

A sleepless night.

I heard someone push the door in from outside, muffled voices, and then the sound of the door closing, and everything returned to silence.

She immediately stood up, put on her clothes and pushed out the door directly.

Waiting outside the door was Qiuniang, another female official in the imperial court. When he saw her coming out, he saluted and Jingsu passed her and left directly.

Unexpectedly, after she left Moyang Palace, she saw Chu Xiao at the corner of the palace gate.

That man who rarely appeared in public, dressed in a dignified manner, was the last to appear in crescent-white clothes.

At this moment, it was a rare moment of darkness.

He seemed to be waiting for her. When he saw her coming out, he took a few steps and blocked her way.

"What are you going to do?" His words were not very respectful, even though the emperor had confessed that Concubine Li was also his master. As long as he thought about tracking down the assassin to no avail, he couldn't calm down, even if he didn't know the toxicity of silkworm poison, but

The longer that kind of toxin stays in the emperor's body, the more dangerous it will be.

"Don't you really know that there is someone who hates you and wants to see you dead?"

Facing his questioning, Jingsu felt even more guilty. In the past few days, she had thought countless times about who hated her so much, but after all she didn't understand that outside the palace, she never had any grudges with anyone.

I just want to leave the palace and live a quiet life. Even if Liu Concubine, Zhuang Concubine and others are aggressive, they will not kill me.

She could only shake her head.

Chu Xiao's anger suddenly surged, and a cold aura came towards Jingsu.

Jingsu just stood calmly and bravely faced his cold gaze.

After a while, he finally gave up and walked away.

Jing Sulue stood still, turned around and headed straight to the library.

The library contains thousands of books from all over the world. Even though Eunuch Deng and Yang Tengqing insisted that there was no cure for silkworm poison, she finally thought of giving it a try herself and looking through medical books on toxicology to see if there was any way to detoxify it.

The library was originally not a place where the female consorts of Jingsu's harem could come and go at will, but when the guard guarding the door saw her, he let her in without any obstruction.

On the quaint mahogany bookshelves, tens of thousands of books are neatly arranged in rows. The spotless bookshelves can vaguely smell the fragrance of ink.

While Jingsu was patrolling, he searched for them one by one. Finally, he found the medical and toxicological examination records on the shelves in the corner. Looking around, he saw that there were rows of well-preserved books, no less than several thousand volumes. Even if he browsed through them briefly, he was afraid that

It will take several months to complete.

However, the emperor simply could not wait that long. Jingsu felt a little discouraged and hurried out of the library.

This method is too slow and won't work.

Walking along the way, Jingsu walked in a circle and finally went to the Royal Garden.

Eunuch Deng is well-informed. Since he can prepare a drug to fake death, is he really helpless against silkworm poison?

She still had to give it a try, even if there was a drug that could delay the toxicity, that would be good.

The wind whistles.

You can vaguely hear the sound of someone talking, but it's not clear.

Jingsu held his breath and concentrated, walking lightly and approaching slowly.

There were many shadows in the trees, and half of the navy blue robe could be vaguely seen. She fumbled and hid behind an ancient tree. The wind blew through the trees, and she finally saw the two people talking clearly.

Navy blue official uniform, dark aqua blue steward uniform.

It was actually Yang Tengqing and Eunuch Deng.

The two gathered together and talked quietly.

Unexpectedly, the two of them knew each other.

Jingsu was stunned for a moment and had no intention of eavesdropping, so he appeared and approached. The two of them suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and were both startled. They quickly turned around. In an instant, Jingsu saw inexplicable panic flash across their faces.

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Jingsu stared at the two of them closely.

Yang Tengqing was the first to come to his senses. He smiled with a hidden smile and looked up at her. He seemed to be the same stubborn and arrogant man. Eunuch Deng turned around and went to play with the flowers and plants.

Everything seemed normal.

Jingsu felt something was wrong for some reason, as if the two of them were hiding something from her. She was very sure that she saw panic on their faces just now. What were they panicking about?

The truth is almost ready to come out.

"You have something to hide from me." A very sure tone.

Eunuch Deng didn't see anything unusual and continued to hoe the grass. Yang Tengqing still stood as dignified, and there was nothing strange about him.

The more this happens, the more fishy it is.

Jingsu had already expected that the two of them were hiding something from her, and made up her mind that they would tell the truth. She immediately turned solemn and said coldly: "Since Sister Die has handed you over to me, I am yours."

Master, if you are so focused on scheming with me, how will you be able to meet your old master under the Nine Springs in the future?"

The two still refused to say anything.

Jingsu gritted his teeth and looked lonely, "Even though I am incompetent, I still have a decision in my heart. You are hiding it because you think you are worried about me. However, if I don't even have the right to be independent, why should I be your master? It doesn't matter.
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