Princess Rui said patiently and explained with a good temper: "What I mean is, one thing will bring down another thing, you know? If there is no antidote for the poison Dierun gave you, the one prepared at this time
The antidote can't save you. When I prepare the antidote at this time, I have to prepare the poison first, and then I can have the antidote. It can also be said that to untie the bell, you need someone to tie it. It depends on your nature, whether you can find it.
Die Run is coming, and Die Run must have the antidote in his hand."
"Find Dierun. She seemed to have been burned to death in the fire, or she might have been rescued, but I'm afraid -" Sima Rong said hesitantly, "I think the people in Prince Xuan's Mansion want to
They can only save Yi'er, but not Dierun. Although they know Dierun, Dierun is married to my father. In their eyes, she is an unforgivable person. If she hadn't been saved,
If he is locked up in prison, maybe Prince Xuan will not die."
The emperor was lying on the bed, lazily not wanting to move. In fact, this was not bad. He thought so, and suddenly thought of something and said: "By the way, Rong'er, have you visited your grandfather? I don't know if he knows about your emperor."
What will happen with the news of uncle's death? Will he also die? It's interesting to think about it. It's such a pity. I really want to see Dierun again. That woman is so charming. I have to let Xuewei learn her makeup. Yes.
La, how is Xuewei?"
Sima Rong looked at his father in surprise, not knowing what to say.
"Forget it, don't stay there in a daze." Princess Rui said coldly, "Dierun's medicine is very cruel. You should pray for God's blessing to find Dierun quickly. Maybe she still has the antidote in her hand, otherwise, there is no
Anyone who can save him can only watch the emperor turn into a guy who is neither a man nor a woman."
"Your Majesty, the eldest prince wants to see you." A eunuch came in and said softly.
"Let him come in." The emperor said lazily. He couldn't help but take out the handkerchief from under the pillow and play with it. Sima Rong's eyes widened as he saw it. What happened? How did his father become like this? That Dierun.
What kind of poison was administered?
"Father, I would like to say hello to you. You are feeling better." Sima Che said gently and politely. He glanced at Sima Rong who was standing in front of the bed and said with a smile, "It turns out you are here too. You have been a little nervous these past few days.
Now that you are free, it’s time to take some time to deal with official matters, right? It turns out that Princess Rui is here too, so how is my father’s condition? Is there any medicine that can be cured? I’m sorry to trouble you to come here so late.”
Princess Rui stared at Sima Che for a few times, smiled, and said softly: "I just told the emperor that no one can save the emperor except Dierun."
"This is a bit difficult." Sima Che looked at his father in embarrassment and said seriously and seriously, "It is said that Dierun died in the fire. Father, do you have any other ideas?"
The emperor shook his head and said, "I'm too lazy to waste my brain. You go and think of a solution for me. By the way, I heard that that girl Cong Yi'er is still alive. Is it true?"
After hesitating for a moment, Sima Rong said softly: "Yes, Yi'er is still alive, but the situation is not very good. The emperor's uncle's departure has dealt a huge blow to her. She still looks very sad now."
The emperor smiled and said casually: "She is really a lucky person. She fell from such a high place and still survived. Princess Rui, if nothing happens, just retreat first. I'm tired.
, let’s all disperse.”
Princess Rui turned around and left, refusing to stay for another minute. Sima Rong and Sima Che also left the room.
Cong Yier looked at You Gongzi and didn't know what to say. Okay, I insist on inviting her to drink. The best wine is poured into the best glass, and it has a depressing luster under the light. It's evening.
, it suddenly started raining, and the chill became much heavier.
Master Wuxin took a rest too early, and the courtyard was very quiet. There were only two of them sitting at the table, talking to each other, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.
"This is the best wine." The middle-aged man said gently, "Come on today, I specially invite you to taste it. People often say that wine can solve a thousand worries. This may sound a bit exaggerated, but drinking a glass occasionally is also a good thing.
It’s a very comfortable thing.”
Cong Yi'er looked at him and said indifferently: "It's really strange for you. You seem to be a very smart person. Why can't you see how I don't welcome your arrival? If you want to drink, you can do it alone, so why bother to come?
Bother me?"
The middle-aged man did not feel dissatisfied, but smiled and continued: "Don't get me wrong, girl. I just think this wine is good, and I want the girl to taste it together. It is not easy to meet someone who agrees with you in life."
Since I have obtained the matter, I must share it with the people who know me. I am also living in the capital. When a wandering man meets a girl, he feels happy in his heart. If he has good things, he must share them with the girl. I also know that in the girl's heart
I'm not welcome, but I really don't have any other intentions. I just want to have a few words with the girl, so that this day seems to have been well spent."
Cong Yier said coldly: "I don't like drinking."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "This wine is not strong wine. It is brewed by an expert himself. It is made from the plump fruit and slowly brewed over time. It leaves a refreshing fragrance in the mouth. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."
.”
Cong Yi'er stared at the middle-aged man, feeling really strange in her heart. This man was so strange that he was so idle that he bothered her. She thought about it and thought, isn't it just drinking, maybe drinking can really relieve her worries. Duan
I picked up the wine glass and found a glass in my mouth. It was slightly spicy and had a faint fragrance in my mouth. It seemed that it was not the wine I usually drink. I felt a little dazed for a moment. I looked at the rain falling outside the window and the lights dancing in front of me. I met Sima Yixuan for the first time.
At that time, he was also drinking, holding the wine glass, his eyes like cold stars in the sky, looking at her quietly, examining her, unable to tell what he was thinking. At that time, they actually noticed each other, but they did not
Not aware of it.
There were tears, falling warmly into the wine glass, and my heart seemed to hear the sound of breaking.
"Girl, you have to drink this wine happily. You can't hide your worries in the wine. Only when you let go of your worries will the wine be worth drinking." The middle-aged man said gently and poured another glass for Cong Yi'er. There was a hint of emotion when his hand touched the wine glass.
Cong Yi'er, who was in a daze, didn't notice the slight trembling. She just stared at the rain with sadness in her heart. When she thought about never seeing Sima Yixuan again, she burst into tears.
"My thoughts are all in the wine, why are you so free to provoke me?" Cong Yi'er stared at the middle-aged man and drank the wine he had just filled in one gulp. His tears mixed with the wine and fell into his stomach. The taste of the wine
He seemed to be calmer. "Who are you? Do you really have nothing to do? At this time, if you don't go to rest, why are you here?"
The middle-aged man also drank a glass of wine, hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "It's late at night, but I can't sleep. The girl's thoughts are all in the wine, and my thoughts are all in the wine. I and the girl are also people with the same destiny.
The girl misses the person in her heart, and she misses her openly, but underneath she feels the pain of longing, thinking about the person she can see but cannot recognize. This wine may only be drunk when you have something on your mind! Come on, let’s have a good drink.
cup."
Cong Yi'er was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "Since you have someone in your heart, don't trouble others. You and I are just strangers. There is someone in your heart and there is someone in my heart. The people in you and I can't exchange each other. We
It’s better to be a stranger.”
The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and smiled, with tears in his eyes. He looked at Cong Yi'er blankly. After a while, he sighed and said, "I really owe her. If I knew
She will be sad, so why let her know my love at that time? Maybe she doesn’t know that I love her, and she can live a more relaxed life at this time."
Cong Yier was stunned and said, "Since you love her, why do you want to make her sad?"