After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

The wheel of history rolls forward, and no one can stop it.

When they arrived at the Qiankun Palace, Yuwen Lian was lying on the bed, already unconscious.

This emperor, who had been in power for less than a year, ended his life so quickly.

Zhao Ge felt relieved when she heard Yuan Jinglie's voice: "His Majesty wants to see you, sister, please come closer and listen to what he wants to say to you."

“…” She whispered: “Okay.”

Zhao Ge slowly walked in front of Yu Wen Lian and bent down.

Yu Wenlian's lips were snow-white and bloodless, but after vaguely seeing her face, his eyes opened slightly and he murmured.

"You came."

Zhao Ge said, "Your Majesty."

He seemed to be struggling to speak, his breath was weak, "You...you are willing to come to see me, does that mean...you don't blame me anymore?"

Zhao Ge whispered, "I dare not blame Your Majesty."

"If you put it that way, then... it's still weird." He closed his eyes.

"No, Your Majesty, I really don't blame you." Zhao Ge was telling the truth. To her, Yuwen Lian had never really hurt her, but he had indirectly helped her get rid of Yuwen Qi.

If Yu Wen Lian was not there, she wouldn't know who to support to overthrow Yu Wen Qi.

"Your Majesty, you have done me a great favor. As for the rest, it is in the past. I will not think about it anymore, and you don't have to bear a grudge against it."

After hearing these words, Yu Wenlian relaxed his expression and forced a smile with difficulty.

"I feel relieved when you say that."

"I... was not nice to you in the way I treated you before. It's just that... I'm always afraid that the people I care about will leave me. So... I'm used to using tough measures."

"If I could do it again, I would definitely..."

"I will definitely treat you well."

He seemed to have used up all his strength to say the last words.

After saying that, Yuwen Lian closed his eyes completely.

Zhao Ge knelt on the ground, and cries of grief came from behind him.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

……

When the emperor passed away, the whole country mourned.

Nan Chu lost two emperors in a short period of time, and rumors began to spread that the Yuwen royal family had angered the gods, which led to the sudden deaths of two monarchs in succession.

Such rumors spread widely.

For a time, people were in panic.

Even the other princes began to make a commotion.

Fortunately, under the arrangement of Wu'an Hou Yuan Jinglie, the two-month-old Crown Prince Yuwen Xingzhi inherited the throne at the swiftest speed and served as regent as the Grand Marshal.

As for the other princes who had ulterior motives, Yuan Jinglie asked Zhao Ge and the wife of Duke Ningguo for help.

They found an excuse to pray for the bedridden Queen Mother and gathered the wives and children of the kings at Chunmen Mountain.

Then, everyone was trapped in Chunmen Mountain.

The kings in Chai'an naturally realized that something was wrong very quickly and did not dare to act rashly.

It was not until the young emperor ascended the throne that Yuan Jinglie informed Chunmen Mountain and released the princesses.

Under Yuan Jinglie's iron-fisted control, the court and the country gradually returned to normal.

Two months passed in a flash and midwinter has arrived.

On this day, taking advantage of the fact that Yuan Jinglie had finally had two days off, Zhao Ge took the birthday gift she had prepared for him and went to the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion.

The person who opened the door was the steward of the Marquis's Mansion. When he saw her coming, he smiled happily.

"Miss Zhaoge is here. The Marquis told us this morning that you were coming. He is looking forward to seeing you."

Zhao Ge's ears blushed, "Where is he?"

"I'm in the study now."

"Then I'll go wait for him in his yard and put the things down at the same time." Zhao Ge smiled.

When he arrived at Hehua Garden where he lived, Zhao Ge ran into a servant.

The servant walked in a hurry and bumped into her. Both of them took a few steps back, and the thing in the servant's hand fell to the ground.

"Be careful." Zhao Ge hurriedly picked up the things for him.

When the servant saw it was her, he quickly crawled over to clean up the mess and said, "Leave it to me."

"It's okay." Zhao Ge picked up a brush, put it in the box, and asked, "Are these all the things that A Lie doesn't use?"

"Yes, the Marquis asked me to take away all these useless things."

There was a small jade bottle on the ground not far away, which had fallen and spread out a lot of white dust.

Zhao Ge picked it up with some surprise and put it to his nose to smell it.

This taste seems a bit strange.

But it's not just the taste that's weird.

Zhao Ge only smelled a little bit, and it was as if his bones went soft, his whole arm fell uncontrollably, and the jade bottle in his hand also fell.

The bottle fell to the marble pavement and broke into pieces.

Zhao Ge quickly held onto the stone lampstand in the garden and calmed down before returning to normal.

"What is this?" She pointed at the bottle on the ground.

The servant was also confused, "I don't know either, but it belongs to the Marquis anyway."

This thing, just a slight sniff, had such a great effect. She felt as if her bones were melting just now.

How could Ali have this?

Zhao Ge was thinking, and suddenly a white light flashed in his mind.

She remembered what the imperial physician had said before, about the symptoms Yuwen Lian suddenly suffered when he fell ill.

Feeling limp and listless.

And that time point was exactly when Yuwen Lian wanted to take her as his concubine.

Could it be...?

Zhao Ge pursed her lips, her thoughts drifting away to who knows where.

After a while, Zhao Ge, who was deep in thought in the room, heard a minty and refreshing voice coming from outside.

"Sister!"

Before Zhao Ge stood up, Yuan Jinglie ran in excitedly.

It was winter and his forehead was covered with sweat as he ran.

"You are already adults, why do you run like a child?" Zhao Ge said to him helplessly.

He just smiled: "I don't want to keep you waiting."

The two talked for a while, and Yuan Jinglie saw the box on the table.

"what is this?"

"Your birthday present." Zhao Ge was a little embarrassed. "Actually, I have prepared it for a long time, but you have been too busy these days, so it has been put aside for a long time. It may not be so new..."

"Sister, you don't have to say these things. I will be very happy no matter what you give me."

Yuan Jinglie said as he opened the box.

Inside was a pair of shoes with silver cloud patterns embroidered on the uppers.

He looked at the shoes carefully, his face full of joy. It was not until he saw the blazing sun pattern on the back of the shoes that he froze for a moment. Then, he asked in surprise, "Sister, did you make this yourself?"

The scorching sun represents him, doesn’t it?

This was the first time Zhaoge gave away her own handmade work, and she felt very nervous. She touched the broken hair on her temples and said, "It's me. I don't know if it's appropriate."

"If it fits, it must fit!" Even if it doesn't fit, it's just because his feet are not well-shaped.

Seeing how happy he was, Zhao Ge thought about her suspicions, which might ruin his mood soon, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

But, she had to ask. If she didn't, she wouldn't be able to feel at ease.

After hesitating, she spoke: "Alie, I have something to ask you."

"what?"

He looked at her with smiling eyes, but the next moment, she took out a small milky white bottle.

Yuan Jinglie's smile faded.

"I remember that the late emperor suddenly fell ill, and the Imperial Hospital couldn't find out what was wrong. Later, it was the Heavenly Master who said that the late emperor's illness was caused by the collision of blood vessels with the empress."

"Alie, tell me, is this so-called illness caused by you?"