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Qianqing Palace

Zheng Luo's health has gotten worse in recent years, he often feels weak, dizzy, and loses weight rapidly.The originally fair skin became paler, making Zheng Luo, who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, seem transparent.

And until late at night, Zheng Luo was still reviewing the memorial.

Luo An had already changed several cups of tea for Zheng Luo. Zheng Luo rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, and suddenly, his chest trembled.

"cough cough"

Luo An hurriedly handed over a brocade handkerchief, and when Zheng Luo recovered from the severe cough, the blood on the brocade handkerchief made Zheng Luo lose his mind.

"Your Majesty wants to announce the Imperial Physician."

"No need. Luo An, step back."

Zheng Luo noticed the decline of his body, the outside was still glamorous, but everything inside was already corrupt.He began to become lethargic, and his daytime government affairs became powerless. Even though he had thoughts and wisdom spanning thousands of years, he could not support the various affairs. Naturally, he began to hand over part of the government affairs to Zhengxi.

Qi Ze might have sensed the abnormality of the emperor, Zheng Luo naturally didn't dare to hide it from him, but just perfunctory, which made Qi Ze's usual calm expression a little bit unhappy, but Zheng Luo couldn't do anything about it. More like a close friend, Zheng Luo is sometimes even afraid of his insight and sensitivity, and talks all night long, but in the end they just broke up.

In the night, the rich fragrance of flowers from the imperial garden wafts into the black ink, and the winding path hides all the secrets of the night.

Xuanhou's face was shrouded in shadow, like the most delicate peony, extremely gorgeous.Walking slowly to the back of the rockery, the dark purple skirt embroidered with gold thread phoenix patterns swept over a dead branch, but before she could react in time, a pair of light blue embroidered shoes had already stepped on, making a slight sound.

A gust of wind suddenly blew past, and then a pair of hands with thin calluses caressed the corners of Xuanhou's dark-stained eyes, and warm breath was blown by his ears.

"The Queen Xuan arrived too early."

Xuan Hou sneered: "I am not with you, so naturally I can't compare to you."

The moonlight moved to the right, revealing the man's handsome features: "It's Luo An's fault."

Immediately after Xuan Hou broke into a smile, it was different from the dignified and cold in the past. With this smile, the charming eyes contained a seductive beauty, the corners of the lips were touched lightly, and the hands around the waist became more and more forceful.The breath of the two of them was hot, and the air was so thick that even the night wind could not wash it away.

"Your Majesty coughed up blood today."

Xuan Hou was slightly stunned by the words without beginning and end, and did not answer, but closed his eyes and slowly sank his body into the sea of ​​flowers.

The crown prince married the daughter of the minister of the Ministry of War as the crown princess two years ago, and gave birth to a son in the early spring of this year.

There have been few happy events in the palace in recent years, so Empress Xuan deliberately went to Lingche Temple to pray for Emperor Mu and his grandson.Recently set off.

Zheng Luo couldn't help smiling, thinking that he was only [-] years old, but he couldn't avoid the heir of the royal family, and three generations had already lived under the same roof.When he went to the East Palace to visit the prince, the prince only cared about chatting with Zhengluo about the state affairs, and he was still so gentle, but he didn't have much interest in the relationship between Zhengyu and his wife.It inevitably made Zheng Luo sigh, after all, he was still a child.

On the contrary, the emperor's grandson Yu'er was spitting bubbles, with a bulging face, and wanted to be hugged by Emperor Mu.It is said to hold a grandson but not a child. Although Emperor Mu held his face paralyzed, he couldn't bear the feeling of pampering, and he rewarded many things in one breath, and he forgot about the business when he hugged him.The prince who was left out was quite helpless.

Yu'er suddenly became the new favorite of everyone in the palace, except Concubine Qi who was the most cold-tempered and stayed behind closed doors all day, everyone loved him very much.Often send someone to deliver some food and gadgets.

Speaking of which, apart from Zhengxi, Zhengxi and Zhengnuan were not settled, Concubine Qi was not in a hurry, Empress Xuan originally cared about it, but after Zhengyu, she let Zhengnuan go.A few years ago, Zhengxi and the crown prince went to Mushan on behalf of Zhengluo. According to rumors, Zhengxi, who has always been reticent, seemed to have a good conversation with the protagonist Shou Anran, so Zhengluo didn't intend to get involved.Zhengnuan is the youngest and the most unruly, Zhengluo is afraid of missing someone else's girl, so he can only suppress the impatient court minister who wants to choose concubines for the princes.

Unexpectedly, news spread that Dai Wang Zhengxi had fallen in love with a luthier in Quyinge.After thinking about it, Zheng Luo took only a few hidden guards and went to Quyinge by himself in the middle of the day and night.

Speaking of Quyinge, it can be regarded as a unique culture in Zhaozheng. A few friends meet up to find a quiet place to taste fine wine and the sound of piano, and even have beautiful women as companions. Although it is about romance, it is also considered a relatively elegant pastime.

Zheng Luo was sitting behind layers of gauze tents, a cool breeze blew into the room from the open window, puffing up the luthier's clothes, the face of the luthier couldn't be seen clearly under the black hair blown by the wind and the gauze curtains, Zheng Luo Luo also just tightened his robe casually.Watching the luthier plucking the strings with bare hands, the strings like flowing water poured out.The clear and clear sound of the piano is involuntarily soothing.

Zheng Luo naturally understood everything, and asked, "What's your name, sir?"

At the end of the song, the voice of the luthier was extremely soft, as if it was drifting down the night wind from a very far away place, mixed with the faint scent of cold plum scented on Zheng Luo's clothes.

"My surname is Ran."

A low-pitched smile swayed in Zhengluo's chest, and the louder the laughter, the louder he was, but in the end he couldn't hold back the tears from the laughter.The luthier was not angry, and just waited for Zhengluo to finish laughing.

"Why are the guests laughing?"

There was no trace of curiosity in the tone, it seemed to be asking casually.

Zheng Luo didn't answer, just said: "Good playing."

After all, without waiting for the luthier to answer, he just stood up slowly and rubbed his dizzy eye sockets.He dropped a piece of silver ingot, opened the door and left.

After returning to the palace, Zheng Luo didn't feel sleepy anymore, but put on an extra layer of snow-colored fox fur, and walked out of the palace gate, which coincided with the season when plum blossoms were in bloom. Zheng Luo picked up a small plum blossom with his pale fingers, the eye-catching color coupled with the cold touch made him startled suddenly, the familiar dizziness hit, and Zheng Luo lost consciousness immediately.

In the twilight, the small noise came to mind, and then retreated, and it was quiet for a while or a long time.Gentle footsteps sounded, and Zheng Luo felt a pair of calloused hands caress the corners of his closed eyes.

Then, the flesh and blood torn by the sharp metal wailed, and he couldn't open his eyes, but trembled unconsciously.He could feel the pain of blood rushing, but his consciousness sank deeper into nothingness.

It was snowing at that time, and Zhaodu happened to be completely covered in plains.

In the 15th year of Qianyuan, Emperor Mu passed away.

The author has something to say:

The truth lies in three episodes

The truth lies in three episodes

The truth lies in three episodes

In fact, in history, the posthumous title of Emperor Mu was only given after the death of the emperor, but Pangpang just wrote it like this, I hope everyone will not be misled by me~