Competing in the morning and evening

Yuan Xizheng walked around Yuan Village for a while, and knew that there was no one in Yuan Village, so he took the green bamboo hidden in the dark and brought offerings into Yuan Village.Although the land in Yuan Village is no longer owned, too many people died here, and gradually it was rumored that there were ghosts around, so it looked even more desolate, coupled with broken walls and broken tiles, even homeless people did not like this place.

He walked around the village, and naturally turned to the door of his own house, and just as he put the offerings on, he shouted, "Who?"

There was a rustling sound, and Qingxiang's haggard face appeared from behind the broken wall.

"It's you?" Yuan Xizheng glanced at Qingxiang coldly.

As soon as Qingxiang saw Yuan Xizheng, he fell to the ground, wept loudly, and said, "Master Ziqing, I have been waiting so hard for you."

Yuan Xizheng frowned and said, "Could it be that you knew I would come?"

"No, no, it's because I really have no other choice... I have no choice but to wait for you here with my last hope." Qing Xiang was out of breath from crying, but Yuan Xizheng just watched indifferently.

Luzhu said: "You don't go to serve your mother, what are you doing here waiting for our young master?"

Qingxiang sobbed and said, "Master Ziqing, your majesty is dying soon."

Luzhu let out a cry, but Yuan Xizheng was expressionless, and said after a while: "Since your mother is dying, you should be by your side to serve her."

Qing Xiang wiped away her tears and said, "Master Ziqing, Madam wants to see you for the last time."

Yuan Xizheng put the offerings on, inserted the incense and said: "Go back and tell your mother, there are always some people in life, for her, seeing each other is worse than forgetting each other, such as me, Yuan Xizheng."

Qingxiang looked desperate, and seemed to want to say more, but he was quite afraid of Yuan Xizheng's cold expression, and finally he didn't dare to say more, so he got up crying, but his whole body was weak, and he slipped and fell when he got up. Lu Zhu quickly reached out to help her.No matter how hateful Qingxiang is, she is someone who has lived with Yuancun for more than ten years. Seeing her so desolate, Luzhu feels very uncomfortable.

As soon as the green bamboo supported him, he could see that the back of Qingxiang's hands were covered with marks of whipping. He couldn't help being shocked, and said, "Who hit you?"

It's okay if she doesn't say anything, but when she said it, it seemed that she was talking about Qingxiang's pain, and she narrated while crying.Although she spoke in pieces, Yuan Xi Zheng and Lvzhu also got a general idea.The Empress Dowager didn't like Zeng Chuyu, and the relationship between the two in the palace became worse and worse. Finally, the Empress Dowager came out on top, and Zeng Chuyu was abolished as a concubine.Now the most favored person in the palace is Mrs. Xu's granddaughter Concubine Xian. She has a sweet mouth, a noble background, and has the support of the Queen Mother, who wholeheartedly wants to ascend to the throne.

According to Qingxiang, this woman is a dignified lady on the surface, but she is actually a vicious woman who has been making trouble for her and Zeng Chuyu.Zeng Chuyu was so ill that she was about to die because of her anger, but Yuan Xizheng knew that Qingxiang was probably too arrogant when Zeng Chuyu gained power. Now, although Zeng Chuyu has not completely fallen, but his position has been taken away and he has been reduced to a noble concubine. Well, those snobs in the palace naturally couldn't let them go.With Zeng Chuyu's arrogant temperament, I am afraid that living now is more uncomfortable than dying, so Yuan Xizheng sighed silently.

Seeing that Yuan Xizheng never said anything, Qingxiang had to get up and leave, sobbing.Lv Zhu looked apologetically at this sister who grew up as a slave and always seemed to be a level higher than herself, staggering away gradually.As soon as she lowered her head, she suddenly saw a hairpin on which Qingxiang slid to the ground just now. It was a wooden hairpin, which was obviously broken. Cut together again.

Luzhu hurriedly called out: "Sister Qingxiang, your hairpin."

Qing Xiang came over to take a look, sighed and said: "It's not mine, it's your mother's, I forgot just now. She told me that if Master Ziqing didn't want to see her as a sinner again, she wouldn't have anything to complain about. Let me return this hairpin to Master Ziqing, so that Master Ziqing will forget about Zeng Chuyu from now on, and treat him as if they had never known each other before. They never knew each other and never complained. If there is no grudge, there is no way to miss it."

After she finished speaking, she let out a long sigh, turned around and left slowly, and suddenly heard someone behind her say: "Stop!"

Qingxiang was startled, and immediately realized that it was Yuan Xizheng's voice. He turned around in surprise, looked at Yuan Xizheng full of expectation, and said in a stuttering voice, "Zi, Master Ziqing."

Yuan Xi contended: "Tell me how your empress is doing recently."

"Master Hui Ziqing, my mother has been in poor health since she was married into the palace and suffered from a serious illness. It was because of expensive medicines for conditioning before that such a big event happened. Now it is one day. Haggarder than a day, coughing non-stop, I see that there are not many days left." Qing Xiang couldn't help but feel even more sad when she thought of Zeng Chuyu's fate as a court lady, and sobbed.

"That means your mother can still move, isn't it?" Yuan Xizheng asked with a frown.

Qingxiang suppressed his grief, and said: "Although my mother is bedridden all day, it is still possible to walk a few steps on the ground."

"Okay." Yuan Xizheng turned around and said: "Go back and tell your empresses, if she can come out of the palace the day after tomorrow and head west, I will find her."

Qingxiang was overjoyed, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Master Ziqing, thank you, Master Ziqing." In Qingxiang's mind, the young master Ziqing in front of him might be omnipotent, if the crooked Zeng Chuyu saw him, It is possible to have a little more vitality.For Qingxiang, it was like escaping death, so how could it make her unhappy.

After Qing Xiang left, Lu Zhu said: "Are we really going to see Miss Chu Yu? Would it be too risky?"

"It depends!" Yuan Xizheng sighed, and said, "Maybe this is the last time I will see her, and there must be an end."

Luzhu stopped talking, and said after a while: "Qingxiang is quite pitiful now."

The next day, Qingxiang came out from the west gate of the palace in a carriage. The guard of the west gate was one of the fleeing people Zeng Chuyu took in in Jingzhou back then.Zeng Chuyu saw that this man was very powerful, so he promoted him to be the guard of the palace of Chu.Who would have thought that this person would accumulate credit until he became the commander of the Ximen palace. Zeng Chuyu doesn't have many confidants, but this person can definitely be called one of her dead men. That's why Yuan Xizheng let her come out of Ximen .

Qingxiang was wearing a eunuch's attire and glanced nervously at the check card guard in front of him.The imperial guard glanced at the signboard of Qingxiang leaving the palace, and Qingxiang was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat, but the guard just said: "Look at the signboard, and remember to return when you are here."

Qingxiang didn't expect to pass the level so easily, and even claimed it was, and drove the carriage all the way across the moat bridge.

From time to time, there were a few coughing sounds in the carriage. Qingxiang drove the carriage for a full hour, but no one called to stop. I will change my mind again and not come, we should go back and run so far, in case someone in the palace finds out..."

The coughing in the car stopped, and Zeng Chuyu said coldly: "Don't stop, keep going!"

Qingxiang had no choice but to retract the following words, and rushed forward bravely. After a while, she suddenly felt that there was another person beside her. Qingxiang was surprised at first, then overjoyed, and said: "Master Ziqing."

"Go to the back of the car, I'll catch this car." Yuan Xi argued.

Qingxiang lifted the curtain and sat in the carriageway: "Ma'am, Master Ziqing is here."

There was dense sweat on Zeng Chuyu's forehead. Hearing Qing Xiang's words, he just hummed. Although his eyes were still tightly closed, his whole body seemed to relax.

The car circled around a few times and stopped in front of a house. Qingxiang helped Zeng Chuyu down.

"Ziqing..." Zeng Chuyu said with tears in his eyes, "I thought you wouldn't come to see me!" She coughed violently again.

Yuan Xizheng sighed slightly, and said coldly: "It's windy here, let's talk inside."

The place where this courtyard is located is extremely secluded. Although the furnishings in the house are simple, they are not crude, and even quite exquisite. It is not an ordinary house at first glance.

Zeng Chuyu scanned the surrounding area and said, "Ziqing, have you been living here?"

Yuan Xizheng said indifferently: "No, this is the private residence of Dali Temple Minister Zuo Yangming in the past."

"That, the Dali Temple Minister who left the book and took off his boots?" Zeng Chuyu coughed twice, and said: "Fortunately, he left early, the emperor issued an order to arrest him, and he has already left with his seal."

Yuan Xizheng smiled when he heard this, the Minister of Dali Temple is probably telling stories to his princess in the Kingdom of Shu now.

The two gossiped for a while, as if they couldn't find anything to say, and the feeling between them became extremely distant and strange.

"Ziqing, in fact, I have no other intentions. I just want to see you. I also know that I have gone too far, and you no longer like Chu Yu." Zeng Chuyu coughed even more after saying this.

Yuan Xizheng only said: "Wan Yang's medical skills are very good, why don't you let her see it?"

Zeng Chuyu smiled wryly, and said, "I'm just the evening of the setting sun, so how can I beat the current leader of the secret agents in the inner city, Mrs. Wan Yang, she has been busy chasing you, and rarely returns to the capital."

Yuan Xizheng was slightly taken aback, but he did not expect that Wan Yang would become Ouchi's spy. Thinking about it carefully, Wan Yang and himself have a deep hatred, maybe it is really appropriate to use her to hunt him down, at least no one will be better than her Carefully.

Zeng Chuyu lowered his head and looked at the pair of Su embroidered shoes on his feet. The upper was a bit worn out, but it could still be seen that it was the masterpiece of Wu Su's best embroiderer, with a bit of originality in its delicacy.

She said leisurely: "In the past few days, I have always been thinking about our childhood, thinking of you picking osmanthus flowers under the tree, making sweet-scented osmanthus balls for me, thinking of you secretly hiding chicken legs for me to eat, in order to hide a chicken leg, it ended up dirty Clothes, tell Yuan’s mother to scold you. I don’t know why, maybe the food is so bad recently, I always think of food..." Zeng Chuyu said with a wry smile, Yuan Xizheng thought of the past, and couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"You said you would protect me for the rest of your life. I have always believed in this for the rest of my life, so I have been waiting, I have been waiting. I don't think I can wait any longer." Zeng Chuyu said slowly.

Yuan Xizheng turned his head to one side, closed the tears welling up in his eyes, and said after a while: "The past is over, let us all forget the past, it will be better for you."

Zeng Chuyu turned her head. Her eyes are that kind of light gray, which often makes people look blind, but at the moment her eyes seem to be very deep. She looked deeply at Yuan Xizheng, and then said: "I won't forget, because I don't have enough time to forget in this life."

Yuan Xizheng lowered his head, then squeezed the Panlong hairpin in his hand, and said, "I won't return this hairpin to you. No matter where I go in the future, I will remember you."

Zeng Chuyu knew what Yuan Xizheng meant. Yuan Xizheng took away this hairpin, taking away all their fate. From then on, this person in front of her would never see her again.

Tears welled up in her eyes suddenly, and she burst into tears. Yuan Xizheng couldn't help but walked a few steps towards her, and said hoarsely: "If I were a..."

Zeng Chuyu suddenly grabbed Yuan Xizheng's arm, looked at the person in front of him with red eyes, and smiled, "Don't say what if, Ziqing, there is no if in this world, only inevitable. For example, you and me..."

Yuan Xizheng was startled, only felt a needle-like pain on his arm, and quickly raised his hand to clasp Zeng Chuyu's wrist in his hand.A silver needle protruded from the ring on Zeng Chuyu's slender jade finger. It was short but shone with a sharp light.

In just that moment, Yuan Xizheng felt his whole body go limp, and he couldn't even hold Zeng Chuyu's hands, and his heart shook.Yuan Xizheng never thought that there is such a kind of poison in the world, which can make people lose their resistance instantly. Zeng Chuyu's distorted smile is in front of him, but he can't do anything, he can only slip slowly on the ground on the ground.

Zeng Chuyu saw Yuan Xizheng fainted on the ground, so he took two steps back and fell into the chair, supported the table and coughed twice, then went out, and said to Qingxiang: "I will put you in my arms in the morning things."

Seeing her coming out alone, Qing Xiang couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but quickly took out a pack of things from his arms, it was a pack of incense, it didn't smell very good, but it was very strange.

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"Find an incense burner and light it in the yard." Zeng Chuyu panted.

"Yes." Qingxiang turned around and walked into the house, and suddenly saw Yuan Xizheng lying on the ground, terrified, turned his head and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"I asked you to light incense, what are you dawdling for?" Zeng Chuyu shouted, seeing Zeng Chuyu lose his temper, Qingxiang had no choice but to ignore the shock in his heart, found the incense burner, stumbled to the yard and lit the incense.

Seeing the cigarette smoke curling up, Zeng Chuyu seemed relieved, turned around and said, "Come in with me and help Yuan Xizheng up."

Qingxiang let out a low hey, helped Zeng Chuyu across the threshold, and walked towards Yuan Xizheng.

As soon as they approached, the slender fingers of Yuan Xizheng, who was lying on the ground, moved suddenly. The two of them backed up several steps in fright, and stumbled on the threshold behind. Zeng Chuyu fell to the door all of a sudden, extremely Embarrassed.

Yuan Xizheng's ridicule in Qingxiang's heart was also very deep, she said frightened: "Miss Chu Yu, me, let's go first!"

Zeng Chuyu threw Qingxiang away, pointed at Yuan Xizheng and shouted: "Do you still want to struggle? Let me tell you, this is your life. Even if I am worthless in your eyes, I may not see you. His life is stronger than mine!" Seeing Zeng Chuyu's words, Qingxiang's voice was stern, his face was grim, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to help Zeng Chuyu for a while.

Zeng Chuyu finished yelling, as if she had vented the fear in her heart, and the strength in her heart seemed to be exhausted. She supported Qingxiang's arm and exited the room, her eyes fixed on the fainted Yuan Xizheng, but she never dared to Step forward and approach.

But within two sticks of incense, there was the sound of iron hooves outside the door, and the door was broken in immediately. Chu Yin walked in slowly wearing a royal robe, behind him was Wan Yang in military uniform.As soon as Chu Yin came in, his eyes fell on Yuan Xizheng who was unconscious in the room, and his footsteps stopped.

"Your Majesty." Zeng Chuyu saluted hoarsely.

Chu Yin nodded and stepped into the room. He looked down at the man lying on the ground with slightly red eyes. Qing Xiang, who was supporting Zeng Chuyu, couldn't help shivering a few times. He felt as if he could smell it in his nose. A smell of blood.

Wan Yang stepped forward to check Yuan Xizheng, and then said: "Return to the emperor, Yuan Xizheng has indeed been poisoned."

Chu Yin nodded, then turned his head and said, "You two have done a good job." As he spoke, it seemed that he was no longer thinking about the other people in the room, and he only said calmly, "How long will Yuan Xizheng wake up?"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that after my refinement of the poison that follows you everywhere, the medicinal properties are dozens of times stronger than before. Without my antidote, Yuan Xizheng will not wake up."

Chu Yin's thin lips were slightly pursed, and two words popped out: "Very good."

Wan Yang exited the room knowingly, Zeng Chuyu glanced at Yuan Xizheng on the ground, and Qing Xiang also helped her out, the door closed behind her, Zeng Chuyu couldn't help being stiff, it seemed that it was difficult to move a step.

Spring is approaching, and it is always rainy in Southern Dynasties. A few people are standing in the rain. Qingxiang is holding an umbrella, but it can’t stop the rain like a veil. Zeng Chuyu is still beaten like a drowned rat, with hair, clothes All wet, indescribably embarrassed.Spring thunder suddenly rolled from the sky, Zeng Chuyu seemed to be frightened, trembling, he pulled Wanyang beside him, and said, "Wanyang, what if, what if... Ziqing is not Nalan?"

"What's the difference? Isn't that more according to the mother's wishes?" Wan Yang looked down at her, feeling an indescribable irritability and disgust in his heart, but Wan Yang didn't know whether he was targeting Zeng Chuyu or not.

Zeng Chuyu said that if she hated someone, she would not let him die, but let him live.

To be alive is to suffer every day.

Wan Yang thought it was very correct at the beginning, but now she knows that Yuan Xizheng will be in pain, every day, but she suddenly finds that when this person is in pain every day, it doesn't mean she is free, Every day will be happy after that.That refreshing young man dressed in green clothes in the morning sun, being defiled by others, would not be a pleasant thing to be remembered, and neither could she.

Chu Yin put Yuan Xizheng on the bed in the room, slowly pulled off his belt, and the clothes fell on the ground one by one, and when finally even the obscene clothes fell on the ground, Chu Yin looked at him coldly. Looking at the naked person on the bed, he gritted his teeth as if hating him deeply: "You have deceived me so hard, son-in-law."

The drizzle was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of raindrops hitting the window lattice became more and more crisp, covering up all the suppressed groans in the house.The rainwater washed the ground over and over again, forming a mud flow and gradually rushing towards the depression.The pink peach petals withered one after another in the drizzle, and the fallen flowers swirled in the muddy water, but they did not fade away, they just added a scar to the coolness of the drizzle.