The world is so wild, I want to go to Kang Kang

Wen Renyu used his hands to gain leverage and forced himself to stand up.

But no longer moving forward.

The two of them adhered to the final bottom line. The distance of a few steps was an agreement and a respect.

"Do you still have headaches?"

After calming down for a while, I was finally able to control it.

Thinking back to the palace banquet last month, she didn't show up. People in the palace said that the imperial concubine's headache had recurred.

Zhou Niang was the expert he had found to treat her headaches.

However, she entered the palace before her headache was cured. Afterwards, her condition improved and deteriorated, and there was no news that the disease was cured.

Shi Yue didn't expect that he would still care about this at this time, so he just shook his head and said, "It's much better now, and the headache is less."

Wen Renyu didn't believe it. If she got better, the emperor wouldn't be searching the world for folk remedies and miracle doctors.

"Last month I sent someone to Qiongzhou to find a doctor who is said to be good at treating headaches. I wanted to invite him to Chang'an, but the old man is old and the journey to Chang'an is long. I had no choice but to tell him the symptoms and prescribe a prescription."

He took out a box from under the table and took out an envelope.

"I originally planned to hand it over to the Emperor after the morning court tomorrow. Now that you are here, you can take it away with you."

He walked forward a few steps, stopped in front of her, and handed it to her.

When Shi Yue took it, he took a few steps back.

"You don't have to be so careful. Since I can come, I don't care about these things. He, he can also think of it."

This is self-evident to him.

Wen Renyu returned to his cold and reserved demeanor and did not respond.

His mind was not at peace and clear, so he wanted these worldly etiquette and rules.

"I'm leaving now, take care of yourself."

Shi Yue tightened the envelope in his hand and turned to push the door.

This time, the door was opened easily, and there was no trace of anyone outside.

This girl was very smart. She was afraid that they would take revenge on her later, so she ran away quickly.

This did dispel the depressing and dull atmosphere. I turned around and laughed for the first time tonight.

"Laila is so cute, you raised her very well."

Wen Renyu's expression softened a bit, "She has been very generous since she was little. I was afraid that she would suffer psychological loss without her mother to take care of her. Fortunately, she is fine, and I am relieved."

As he spoke, he followed her out of the inner courtyard and arrived at the back door.

When Shi Yue arrived, his carriage was just outside the door, only a few steps away.

She waved her hand and told him to go back, "Chang Mo, go back. It's late. Go to bed early."

He didn't move, just looked at her deeply.

"Go ahead, I'll watch you go."

The carriage gradually drove away into the distance, turned a corner, and disappeared from sight.

Wen Renyu's silent figure was trapped in the dark night for a long time.

Lonely and alone.

Let’s talk about Zhaoning Palace.

The emperor came in the afternoon before the sun set and sat on the imperial concubine's couch, not allowing anyone to stand beside him.

At first he was still reading a book in the room, but later he didn't move at all and sat in meditation.

When Shi Yue came back, the hall was frighteningly quiet.

Shi Yuan walked up to her and made a silent gesture.

The emperor is here.

When I entered the dormitory, the lights were not on, and without the moonlight, I couldn't see anything clearly.

Zhao Zhang had already laid down, and I didn't know whether he was asleep or not.

Without calling anyone in to serve her, she took off her coat and climbed up as well.

"Sister."

Zhao Zhang opened his eyes and looked at her in the faint moonlight.

"Not asleep?" She made small talk. How could one sleep with clothes on?

His voice sounded muffled in the dim and cramped space.

"I'm waiting for you."

"I can't sleep until my sister comes back." He wrapped his long arms around her and hugged her tightly.

"Why not come back? I will come back eventually."

She rested her face on his chest, listening quietly to the steady and powerful beating sound.

"I'm just afraid." He didn't say what he was afraid of. Even he himself couldn't explain clearly what he was worried about.

The Grand Tutor who is second only to the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine who is loved by everyone.

What could there be?

Everything is under his nose and under his control.

So where does this anxiety come from?

Shi Yue patted his tense back and found a comfortable position for sleeping.

"I'm here," close your eyes.

"Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

Zhao Zhang obediently closed his eyes, trying to filter out the numerous distracting thoughts.

The horrible scenes kept repeating in the dream, gradually luring out the inner demon.

Strange bedfellows.

This year can be described as an eventful one. First, there were unusual movements near the border of Nanyi. Fortunately, they were discovered in time and troops were quickly dispatched to suppress them.

In order to find out the reasons for the invasion of the Southern Barbarians, Fan Ying, the Protector General of the South, was specially dispatched to the capital to report on his work and present the spoils of war.

However, within ten days of Fan Ying's return, he became very close to Du Xi, and they often went out for fun at night and visited places of entertainment.

It was originally just a matter of personal morality between officials, but he was unexpectedly impeached by the censors.

At the same time, Shangshu Wang Mian reported to the emperor that "border generals and royal relatives had private dealings, which was suspected of forming a clique," and demanded a thorough investigation and interrogation.

This investigation actually revealed the problem.

Fan Ying, the Protector General of the Southern Capital, had private dealings with officials of the Southern Yi and involved monetary transactions.

This stirred up a hornet's nest. The Liu Yi Rebellion was still fresh in people's minds. Most of the ministers in the court had experienced that chaotic period and were inevitably frightened.

They submitted memorials to the emperor one after another, demanding severe punishment for Fan Ying and the group behind him.

As a result, Du Xi, who had known Fan Ying for only ten days but had become close friends with him, was indisputably listed as a member of the same party.

Who is Du Xi?

The prince has come of age and will soon start a family.

There had been a princess consort before, but she was unlucky and short-lived, dying at the age of 28.

Then he arranged for the prince to marry another noble lady from an aristocratic family, Du Xi's elder sister, Du Ruwei.

The younger brother of the future Crown Princess was suspected of the crime of treason by colluding with the enemy country, and in prison he even shouted that he was the future brother-in-law of the emperor.

Regardless of whether they are truly accomplices, their bad morals and behavior are enough to convict them.

The prince was afraid that his foolish behavior would bring disaster to himself, so he submitted a petition to cancel the engagement with the future princess, and wrote a letter "I will not abolish the law because of relationship" to show his firm attitude.

Although the matter was finally resolved smoothly, the prince's choice in this lawsuit still disappointed many onlookers.

How can we rely on those who don’t protect us?

The candle wick and the tent shadow, the steaming ash in the copper furnace, the Bodhi round beads, and the kneeling cushion.

East Palace Buddhist Hall.

As time went by, a drizzle began to fall outside.

Come in and dust off the dust on your body, wipe the wetness from the ends of your hair. Fold your skirt, bend your knees, and worship before the Buddha together.

For a moment, the mind is empty and the Tao is also empty.

"Xian'er, it's windy, be careful not to catch a cold," she stood up first, bent down and stretched out her hand, wanting to help him up.

"Get up."

"Go home with my mother."

After chanting Buddhist scriptures for half a day, my calm heart was disturbed again.

The pain of grievance came one after another.

"Mom, do you think I am that kind of person?"

People outside say that the prince is sweet-mouthed but has a sharp tongue. He appears to be gentle and kind on the surface, but is actually cold-hearted in private.

Even the future Crown Princess could be abandoned at will, let alone these ministers who had no connection with them.

Shi Yue paused and took the hand that was hanging on his leg.

"Don't tell others to do good without suffering others' suffering."