Sima Che signaled him to go out to talk. When he left the bedroom, he saw Cong Xiai and Cong Xuewei talking outside. A trace of ridicule flashed in Sima Che's eyes, but it passed quickly. Even Sima Rong didn't see it. Sima Rongquan
His heart was focused on his father lying on the bed, staring at Sima Che, waiting for Sima Che to speak.
Sima Che closed the door to the bedroom and scolded softly: "Where have you been these past few days? So many things happened in the palace, but you didn't care. You forgot that you are the future emperor of the Daxing Dynasty.
Is it? My father suddenly contracted a strange disease in the past few days, and he became unwell quickly. The imperial doctors in the palace were unable to diagnose and cure the cause. They have already sent people to the Wumeng Kingdom to ask for a doctor, who may be able to explain the cause. "
"Cong Xiai may be able to see the reason. After all, she has stayed in Wumeng country and knows something about it." Sima Rong said softly, without explaining the reason for his disappearance. If he told his brother that he was kidnapped by someone else,
Would Eldest Brother believe that someone was kidnapped from the prince's palace? It's probably unlikely! Who would believe that an outsider could just kidnap a prince from the palace?! He glanced at Cong Xiai who was talking to Cong Xuewei outside,
Said, "Brother, I just saw the Queen. Why is she so old?"
Sima Che shook his head gently and said, "Perhaps she is tired from taking care of her father these days. She has been by his side these days. When her father recovers, she may feel better after taking some rest."
Cong Xiai accompanied Cong Xuewei into the bedroom to see the emperor. After walking out, Cong Xiai looked embarrassed and said hesitantly: "I dare not say because I don't know exactly what happened to the emperor, but
"What can be concluded is that the emperor is definitely not sick, but poisoned. This poison should come from Wumeng Kingdom. If my guess is correct, this poison must be related to Dierun. This poison, I," Cong Xi
Ai paused for a moment and said hesitantly, "When I was in Wumeng Kingdom, I seemed to have heard someone say that Wumeng Kingdom has a kind of medicine hidden in the palace, which is never spread out. If any concubine or royal relative commits a crime*
For the crime of sexual intercourse, a kind of medicine will be used as punishment. This medicine is extremely evil. It can make people look like stone people even if they have seven emotions and six desires. In other words, women are no longer women, and men are no longer men. But
, Your Majesty, how did he get poisoned? However, I am not sure. Maybe I guessed wrong. Can I find Dierun? If I find her, I can ask the reason, and maybe I can also find the antidote.
."
Cong Xuewei's expression changed, and Sima Rong was also stunned. Only Sima Che's face remained as calm as water, without any reaction. Everyone seemed to be used to his calmness, and no one cared.
"Dierun's whereabouts are unknown now. She disappeared during the siege of Prince Xuan's Mansion." Cong Xuewei hesitated and said, "After she was taken away by Yi'er that day, she was placed in Prince Xuan's Mansion. During the siege,
After the end, Die Run was not found among the people arrested. People were sent to search everywhere, but there was no news about her. She must have been hidden by people from Prince Xuan's Mansion. Although some people from Prince Xuan's Mansion are now
He was imprisoned, but the eldest prince did not find out any useful information. Some people were hiding, including Gannan and Ganbei. Dierun must be with them."
Sima Che said calmly: "Those people who were arrested were not the most important people around the emperor, so I don't know where Dierun went. As the Queen said, Dierun must have been with the two brothers from Gannan and Ganbei."
They were together, but the two of them were outstanding in martial arts. Although they sent people to search everywhere, there was no news about the two of them. Therefore, there was no news about Dierun. This matter must be related to Dierun. There are too many jealousy things in the palace.
This time I just caused too much trouble and implicated my father. I hope that the people sent to Wumeng Country can come back soon and bring back people who can treat the disease and relieve my father's pain."
Sima Rong couldn't help but ask: "Have the bodies of the emperor's uncle and Yi'er been found?"
"No." Sima Che said quietly, "My father also ordered me to search everywhere, but the cliff there is too high, there is an abyss below, and the sea is turbulent. There is no one to search, even the best martial arts master in the world.
There is no way to escape, let alone a weak woman like Miss Cong, who dare not even think about surviving."
There are many guests in the Yinxiang Building, but the atmosphere is different from the past. The death of Prince Xuan is already known to everyone, and everyone is surprised. They are always dubious about the reasons given by the emperor. On weekdays, everyone has the impression that Prince Xuan is a loose man.
Casual people never value the importance of power and position. What's more, everyone feels that Prince Xuan's status is actually more important than the current emperor. Suddenly without Prince Xuan, everyone feels empty and uncomfortable, as if
It was like I suddenly lost my backbone.
Cong Yier walked up the stairs. She was wearing a water-blue dress. She was as light as water, but a little thin. Her face was as white as jade, with a hint of discomfort and melancholy, as if it would float away when the wind blew. Look
It makes people feel pity in their hearts. She was not dressed in any way, but as soon as she stepped into the restaurant, she immediately attracted everyone's attention. Just because of her inimitable quiet temperament, even her melancholy was as quiet as falling outside the window.
The drizzle makes people feel sad in spite of themselves.
There were no empty seats in the restaurant at this time, but everyone had the idea of giving up the table for such a woman to sit down and eat. However, behind her was a thin but healthy old woman.
With a domineering air that made people cautious, everyone held their breath and made no sound.
The waiter in the store looked at all the tables. Only one table was free. The table was by the window. There was only one middle-aged man sitting there. He was about forty years old. He was elegant and quiet, a little bookish, and he was very tidy.
He is clean, his face is ordinary but not annoying, he has some white hair in his hair, and he looks like an honest and kind businessman.
"Sir, can you please let this girl and mother-in-law sit at the same table with you?" The waiter asked cautiously with a smile, "There is no free table at this time. This girl looks a little pale, maybe she is not feeling well.
I think I need to sit down and have a rest and drink a cup of hot tea. Can you please be accommodating?"
The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at Cong Yi'er and the old woman. He paused for a moment, as if thinking about something, but then he nodded and said gently: "Of course, if this girl and this mother-in-law don't mind coming with me,
Please sit down at the table."
Cong Yi'er sat down opposite the middle-aged man and smiled reluctantly. When she returned to this familiar place, her heart always felt an inexplicable pain. She always felt that there was Sima Yixuan's breath in the air. It was she who wanted it.
Her mother-in-law was worried about her coming back, so she came back with her specifically. Why did she come back? To avenge Sima Yixuan? She didn't know, she only knew that she wanted to come back and stay in the space where Sima Yixuan lived, even if she just missed him.
Yes, also happy!
"Girl, I see you don't look good. Let's drink a cup of hot tea." The middle-aged man took a clean cup and poured a cup of hot tea for Cong Yi'er. He tested the temperature of the cup with his hand and handed it to Cong Yi'er.
He said, "This tea cup is a little hot, you have to be careful. It's cold outside, so stay away from the window. Guys, please close the window a little smaller to prevent the wind from blowing this girl."
Master Wu Xin pouted, these men all look the same. Whenever they see a beautiful woman, they will make such gentle actions. They only care about Cong Yi'er and don't even know that there is an old man like her next to him. Forget it, Cong Yi.
Er is a woman who makes people feel pity, and others should take care of her. Master Wuxin poured a cup of tea for himself, but he was unwilling to sarcastically say: "This young master is really a kind-hearted person, girl, he only cares about her
I am so courteous to you, but even I am sitting here alone at my age and I am turning a blind eye!"
The middle-aged man was stunned, couldn't help but smile, and said, "I must be rude."
Master Wuxin was stunned. This man had an average appearance and a very charming smile. This smile made the middle-aged man more charming. She also smiled, her tone became much gentler, and said: "That's all, I'm just making a joke.
Just kidding, my girl is a pitiful woman. It is most normal for you to treat her like this. However, this girl is a real person. If you want to be attentive, you can do whatever you want, but don’t make her idea any more.
There is no place for others. If you are disappointed, don't blame God for being unfair."
The middle-aged man seemed to want to laugh. After listening to Master Wuxin's words, his eyes always fell on Cong Yi'er gently, looking a little half-hearted. Cong Yi'er just held the tea cup in his hand, seeming to use the temperature of the tea cup to warm himself.
She couldn't help but feel chilly, and her face was so pale that people didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that the breath would hurt her skin as pure as jade.
Cong Yi'er seemed to feel the other person's gaze, subconsciously looked up at the middle-aged man opposite, nodded politely, and said softly: "Thank you." The voice sounded a little careless and distant, and then
Her attention turned to the window. She saw the river outside. There, she once sat on the boat prepared by Sima Yixuan. She was a little jealous because of a similar jade hairpin. Thinking about it, she actually smiled.
Tears burst from his eyes. The sadness in his heart could not be relieved. His hands trembled slightly, and the tea cup in his hands broke into several pieces with a crisp sound. A few drops of blood immediately fell on the table along with the tea.
"Girl——" Master Wuxin was startled and immediately reached out his hand.
But she was still a step slower. The middle-aged man opposite seemed to move faster than her. He had already padded Cong Yi'er's injured hand with a clean handkerchief, took away the fragments from her hand, looked at the wound carefully, and even
He didn't pay attention to the instruction of men and women not to be intimate. "Girl, why are you so careless? Fortunately, you are not seriously injured." Although he said this, the middle-aged man's eyes were full of love, and his hands were trembling slightly.
, it seemed that it was not Cong Yi'er's hand that was injured, but his own hand. Looking at the blood gradually fading on the handkerchief, he hesitated to speak.
Master Wu Xin looked at him without saying a word. This middle-aged man reacted really quickly! However, he seemed to be an honest man, and he might have fallen in love with Cong Yi'er at first sight.
Cong Yi'er took her hand out from the middle-aged man's and looked at the wound. It was well wrapped with a handkerchief. The blood had seeped through, but it had stopped. She said lightly: "Thank you, it was my fault."
,It’s okay, buddy, help me clear the table.”
Her politeness was obvious and cold, which made the middle-aged man feel a little embarrassed. He smiled sheepishly, returned to his seat, sat down, and explained gently: "I'm sorry, I was anxious for a while, and I looked at the girl.
I accidentally hurt myself and lost my etiquette. I'm really sorry. I hope the girl doesn't mind. I don't mean any harm at all."
Cong Yier sighed softly and said calmly: "Thank you." and said nothing more.
Master Wuxin looked at it and sighed in his heart. After Sima Yixuan died, she saved Cong Yi'er. Cong Yi'er looked like this. He didn't necessarily feel so sad or painful, but he was so melancholy that the viewer felt deeply in his heart.
Trembling. The man she loved so much suddenly could no longer appear in her life. How can words express this pain?
"That person seems to like you quite a lot." Master Wuxin waited for the middle-aged man to say goodbye after dinner, then looked at the background of the leaving middle-aged man and joked with a smile.
Cong Yi'er was a little confused and looked at Master Wuxin, as if he couldn't understand what she was saying. Then she realized that Master Wuxin was referring to the middle-aged man who had just left, and said indifferently: "Really? Maybe he is a polite and considerate man.