On the second day, Lin Ruge attended to the illness.

The sky in the imperial city was still silent, with only the white stars in the east lighting up slightly. Then the young eunuch from the Yuzhang Palace called up the watch and took Lin Ruge to the Zhongcui Palace.

The Zhongcui Hall is surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, and is very beautiful.

Lin Ruge entered the side hall under the leadership of Wei Chi, the chief steward of the internal guard. Three palace maids came to greet her and carefully searched her whole body, from pearls and jade hairpins to large corsets and skirts. There was no exception. Even, even

I also took off the bell on my ear and took a closer look.

Then he nodded and signaled to the guard outside the door to take her in.

The candles in the palace were brightly lit, and the palace servants kneeling in front of the curtains holding palace lanterns did not raise their heads. The black stone cauldron with nine legs and ears was burning with the melodious incense, and the white mist curled up like floating dust in the sun.

Lin Ruge first tucked Emperor Zhaohe into bed, then sat on a slumped low stool and waited for Wei Chi to bring the medicine.

His eyes first fell on Emperor Showa's forehead covered with veins.

It occurred to me that Emperor Zhaohe had made great military achievements in his early years and was diligent in government affairs. He was praised by the people of the world as a wise master. But it was this wise master who ordered that eight of them be selected from hundreds of officials to be buried alive.

Unfortunately, his family was poor and he did not have enough money to send the imperial edict to deliver the order, so he was sent to the palace half-carried and half-protected.

Then he looked at Emperor Zhaohe's skinny neck.

Thinking of Concubine Shun's blue cheeks after drowning, Lin Ruge slowly stretched out her hand.

Exploring the hard-rolling Adam's apple of Emperor Showa——

The person on the couch suddenly coughed, and blood spattered onto the silk quilt.

Wei Chi came over with the prepared medicine and asked, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Lin Ruge's hand froze the top of Emperor Zhaohe's neck, and then he smiled lightly, stretched the corners of Emperor Zhaohe's chest, wiped the blood on the quilt with wet silk, and whispered, "Excuse me, father-in-law, hurry up and announce that the imperial doctor is here.

The emperor coughed up blood."

Wei Chi handed the medicine bowl to Lin Ruge, raised his hand and called a palace attendant, and said calmly, "Go to Dr. Xuan, the emperor should change the medicine today."

The Nine-Five Supreme Being, who was lying sick on the bed, calmed down and had no idea that he had just escaped death.

Lin Ruge took several silver needles from Wei Chi's hand, explored the silver medicine bowl one by one, and then handed the silver needles to Wei Chi. He proceeded in an orderly manner.

Wei Chi handed the silver spoon in his hand to Lin Ruge, indicating that she would drink it first and then feed it to the emperor.

Lin Ruge frowned slightly, turned her head carefully not to let Wei Chi see it, and put the silver spoon to her lips.

The person on the couch suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Lin Ruge in confusion, and then looked at Wei Chi, who was standing next to Lin Ruge, raised his hand and said, "Quickly announce the crown prince..."

It was just four words, but it made Emperor Zhaohe gasp for breath.

Emperor Zhaohe closed his eyes, and after Wei Chi left, he said to Lin Ruge, "Help me get up."

Lin Ruge called a palace man in, and together with him, he put a few more pillows on Emperor Zhaohe's back to make Emperor Zhaohe more comfortable. Then he asked the palace man to go out, and he still sat on the low stool, looking for himself.

This is an excuse not to kill Emperor Showa now.

There are too many people outside, so it’s hard to guarantee that there won’t be experts protecting you... Now that I have killed Emperor Zhaohe, it is hard to change the fate of Yuzhang Palace and others... Maybe Wei Chi will be back soon, in case he is caught by the prince...

Lin Ruge secretly persuaded herself, well, that's why she can't kill him now. She wants to torture him and make his life worse than death, instead of sending him to death in an unnecessary way after he becomes terminally ill.

"Who...are you?" The man on the couch opened his eyes and asked softly, "Why...I...haven't seen you before?"

Lin Ruge stood up and kept a certain distance from Emperor Zhaohe. He lowered his body and said clearly, "I am the daughter of a sinful minister. My father's name is Lin Jiang, and he was a weaver in Jiangnan. Fortunately, the emperor favored me and was selected to the palace according to the decree."

, it is my honor to be buried with the emperor."

Haha, what an honor. Lin Ruge sneered in his heart, what an honor.

Emperor Zhaohe's eyes became more and more confused and complex. He stared at Lin Ruge for a long time, stretched out his hands to support the bed as if to sit up straighter, and said in a slightly unhappy tone, "Bury for me? Who gave the order?"

Who gave the will?

Lin Ruge was stunned. Seeing Emperor Zhaohe's confused look, he felt increasingly hesitant.

Did Emperor Showa not know about it?

After such a tangled struggle, the fine sand inside the leakage went down quietly for most of the time. Lin Ruge raised his eyes and looked straight at Emperor Zhaohe without any hesitation.

"I only know that Wei Chi personally came to my home to announce the decree. As for who issued the decree, I really don't know."

Wei Chi is the head of the internal security, and in the entire imperial city, only Emperor Zhaohe has the power to command. Lin Ruge pointed out that if the person who issued the order was not Emperor Zhaohe, there would be someone else, and if this person was not extremely powerful, he would not

He must be someone who is deeply favored by the emperor.

Emperor Zhaohe's eyes flashed, and Lin Ruge couldn't guess what he was thinking, so she could only stand by with a smile, "It's time for the emperor to take medicine. The imperial physician who provides daily care for the emperor will be here soon."

Emperor Zhaohe did not answer, but looked at the slightly opened palace door with burning eyes.

The sunshine in winter is very warm, like a gorgeous snow brocade, slowly spreading on the blue marble floor tiles of Zhongcui Hall.

Wei Chi got the order from Emperor Zhaohe and went to invite the prince. He passed by Heyu Palace where Rong Jing was temporarily staying. The people from Heyu Palace came out to pour water. When they saw Wei Chi walking towards the east, they bowed and asked, "Where are you going, Eunuch Wei?"

Wei Chi never raised his head and said with a smile, "Your Majesty sends your servants to do some trivial matters."

Immediately, she rushed to the prince's residence, pushed away the palace people on the left and right, and went straight to the topic, "The prince and the servants are invited to go." There was no mention of the emperor in his words, but Rong Xuan suddenly put down the memorial in his hand and stood up quickly. Without saying anything.

He said vaguely, "Father-in-law, go first, and I will go later."

When I returned to Zhongcui Palace, I ran into Qi King Rongchu again, "Where are you going, brother?"

Rong Xuan didn't stop and grabbed Rong Chu, "Fourth brother, you can go with me."

Wei Chi's face darkened. After stepping onto the thirty-third jade steps of the Zhongcui Palace, Wei Chi turned around and saluted Rong Chu, "Your Highness, King Qi, and Concubine Xu are still serving inside. Please wait in the side hall for a moment."

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Rong Chu nodded slightly and said to Rong Xuan, "Brother, please go in. My brother is waiting here."

Rong Xuan took a deep breath and pushed open the palace door, feeling uneasy in her heart. She paused for a moment outside the curtain, and then reached out to lift the curtain.

The first thing she saw was a red figure standing beside the dragon couch, bending down to carefully stir the concoction in the bowl. The pony bun hung diagonally on her shoulders, and the dark red jade beads on her hair became more and more beautiful.

It made that person's neck as bright as snow and extremely smooth.

Then he saw Emperor Zhaohe on the dragon bed, holding a volume of "Huayan Sutra" in his hand, but leaning on the soft pillow with his eyes closed to rest. It seemed that his father was much more energetic. Rong Xuan thought about it and walked to the forest.

Behind Ru Ge.
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