Is the prince abolished today?

Mu Yun was already a little delirious, and he was just relying on instinct to support him.

Washed by the heavy rain, the young man's face was pale, his lips were blue, his black hair clinging to his face and neck in locks, and his arms holding the mahogany board were bursting with blue veins due to excessive force. Young bamboos broken by storms.

Mu Yun felt so cold, trembling all over, his arms throbbing with pain, but he could only bite his lower lip hard, not daring to let out a breath.Here, there is no one he can rely on with confidence, and there is no place that can shelter him from the wind and rain. He can't fall down in such a state of embarrassment, in the mud, and let the palace people point out jokes.

After so many years, he has already gotten used to fighting against all wind and rain alone. No matter how violent the wind and rain are, he knows that as long as he grit his teeth and endure it, it will pass.

Another muffled thunder rolled across the sky and let out a terrifying roar. The boy's body trembled violently, and he almost fell to the ground again, and once again he survived at a critical moment.

The young man's eyes were gradually blurred, and his jade-like cheeks were too pale to be real.

After passing through the heavy rain, Mu Yun seemed to have returned to the night of heavy rain many years ago. The little boy was awakened by the thunder in his sleep, and subconsciously crawled out of bed. He ran to the big bed, but when he got there, he found that the big bed was empty, and there was no longer that tall and handsome figure who could give him a sense of security.The boy stood barefoot in front of the bed for a long time, and finally wrapped himself in a quilt from head to toe, hid in the cabinet next to the big bed, and shivered in a dark corner until it was daylight. The sound stopped, and I fell asleep exhausted.In many thunderstorm days in the future, the little boy survived like that. Gradually, he got used to the dark corner, and forgot what the warm embrace was like.

Mu Yun knew that this time, he could survive alone.

Whenever the body's instinctive self-defense consciousness is raised to the extreme, the smoldering internal force dormant in the body begins to move around, and the fine and dense blood threads gradually gushes out from the bottom of the young man's eyes, and grows rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A passing servant accidentally slipped and fell right in front of the young man. When he got up, he saw the strange red eyes of the young man, screamed in fright, and staggered back.

"Your Highness?"

A hand with slender knuckles gently rested on the young man's shoulder.

The cyan oil-paper umbrella covers the pouring rain, and the low tone seems to carry the most gentle and solid power in the world.

The boy's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the brocade boots and the hem of the silver robe that suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze. He slowly raised his head, moved his eyes up, and then looked in a daze at the tall figure standing under the paper umbrella in the heavy rain.

Is this... a hallucination again?

"Your Highness, don't be nervous. I have no malicious intentions. I'm here to take His Highness back."

Realizing that the young man might have fallen ill again, Wei Zhao didn't dare to provoke him, so he deliberately slowed down his tone, while holding an umbrella in one hand, he knelt down on one knee, letting the rain soak his robe below his knees, and looked at the young man at eye level.

"You... are you here to pick me up?"

The young man murmured in a daze and repeated.

Wei Zhao twitched his lips, stretched out his hand, and gently brushed away a strand of black hair covering the boy's eyes, and said softly, "That's right, I'm here to pick up Your Highness."

Sure enough... it must be an illusion. The current master would not talk to me so gently, and the current master would not come to pick me up in the rain.But even if it's just a phantom, it makes people want to feel dependent.

With great effort, the young man slightly bent the corners of his mouth. For a moment, all the exhaustion, fear, and pain swept over him like a tide. The young man couldn't hold on any longer, and fell straight forward.The mahogany board in his hand fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of rain.

……

After discussing with his courtiers in the imperial study in the afternoon, Emperor Changping came to rest in Concubine Hui's Palace.

The reason was that a servant came to report that Concubine Hui was unwell, and had abdominal pain and vomiting since lunch.After several premature deaths, Emperor Changping had always attached great importance to Concubine Hui's birth, so he rushed over immediately after finishing his political affairs.

Fortunately, when the time came, the imperial physician had already diagnosed the cause of the disease, and said that Concubine Hui ate a bowl of ice porridge for lunch, which caused her gastrointestinal discomfort.Emperor Changping heaved a sigh of relief, and was really tired, so he was invited by Concubine Hui to rest in Huifeng Hall.Concubine Hui, who was born as a medical girl, has always been proficient in acupoint massage, and this day is no exception. Although she has a full belly, she insists on rubbing the acupoints for Emperor Changping to relieve fatigue.

Busy for days, it was rare for Emperor Changping to relax. He slept for more than two hours. When he woke up, he found that there was a strong wind outside the palace, thunder and lightning, and it was raining heavily.

"Wang Fulai!"

Emperor Changping shuddered, turning over and sitting up, suddenly remembering the young man who had been punished by him to kneel outside the imperial study, hurriedly put on the dragon robe and went out.

Wang Fulai waited so anxiously that he heard the call, and immediately trotted in: "Aiya, Your Majesty, the servant is here!"

Emperor Changping was so angry that he kicked him: "It's raining so much, why don't you know my name!"

Wang Fulai knelt down on the ground, looked at Concubine Hui, wondering: "Yes..."

"It's the concubine who didn't let him wake up your Majesty." Concubine Hui continued politely: "The concubine sees that your majesty is working hard on state affairs every day, and finally gets a good night's sleep. I really can't bear to let these ignorant slaves disturb your majesty's sleep." Dream. If your Majesty wants to blame, then blame the concubine." She spoke casually, even with a hint of coquettishness, obviously confident, and after she finished speaking, she deliberately stroked her protruding abdomen.

"Concubine Hui, you have committed a serious crime!"

Emperor Changping suddenly turned his head, looking at the woman behind him with fiery eyes, almost growling.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Concubine Hui was stunned, her face paled, and she knelt down on the ground in fright, but she said unwillingly, "Has Your Majesty forgotten how the concubine's first child was lost? Now, Does Your Majesty want to blame the concubine for the murderer who murdered the concubine's child?"

Emperor Changping's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I will find out the truth about the dragon fetus sooner or later. But I have warned you, before that, don't try to get the prince's idea again, are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"

"Declaration of my will, Concubine Hui's misbehavior, openly disobeying my will, ordered her to stay in the palace and reflect for three days."

After coldly dropping the last sentence, Emperor Changping walked away without even looking at the shivering woman at his feet.

……

It was not easy to leave the palace at this time, Wei Zhao picked up the boy who was unconscious in the rain, and returned to the cabinet.

Seeing Marquis Wei go and come back, the old maid was surprised at once, holding a drenched young man in his arms, and when he saw that the young man was actually the prince, he was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

There are soft couches for cabinet ministers to rest in the cabinet.Wei Zhao put Mu Yun on the couch, turned around and told the old servant: "Go and prepare ginger soup, hot water, towels and a set of clean clothes."

"Yes Yes."

Although the old waiter didn't know the situation, but he was agile, and quickly brought over the other three items except the ginger soup, but the robes were the plain gray robes that the waiters usually wear.

"This……"

The old servant was a little bit sorry, they couldn't find more expensive and comfortable robes in the servant's room.

Wei Zhao said it was all right, and after receiving the things, he asked his servant to help him take off the soaked snow robe on the young man on the couch, and put on this clean one.Unexpectedly, however, the young man was extremely resistant to this, and when he got on the couch, he curled up in a ball and hid in the innermost part, refusing anyone to approach him.The old servant just touched the cloth on the young man's shoulder, but the wolf-like young man counterattacked and bit him hard, almost biting off a whole piece of his arm.

After biting, the boy even pulled the corner of his mouth viciously, and a few streaks of blood crept out of his star pupils again.But when Wei Zhao stretched out his palm to caress the young man's forehead, the blood in the young man's eyes miraculously faded away, his teeth were chattering, his body was trembling every now and then, his cheeks and lips were bleak due to the excessive cold of cyan.

Wei Zhao saw that the scratches on the young man's left arm had just scabbed over, because of the rain washing, some places were soaked white, and some places were oozing blood again.Seeing him staring at the wound, the young man instinctively retracted his arms into his arms, but his eyes were aimed at the old servant, full of vigilance and vigilance.

Wei Zhao sighed, and could only say, "Go down first."