"The wine is quite good today." Emperor Yongxi pointed to the wine pot in front of him and smiled, "I just drank half of the pot and felt dizzy on my head. The queen has never given me such a strong wine. What's wrong with this today?"

"Today I am thinking of having a good sleep for a long time. So I told them to go to the Ministry of Justice to get the newly brewed wine His Majesty to taste it." Empress Pan still lowered her eyebrows, gently lit her sleeves, and personally served a glass of wine for Emperor Yongxi and herself.

Emperor Yongxi frowned, smacked his lips, and shook his head: "I ordered them to brew new orange fruit wine, which is sweet. Although the wine tastes long, it exudes a bitter taste. Is this wine I ordered? It's not like!"

"I heard that the orange fruit wine was brewed by Your Majesty for Li Zhu and the Queen Mother. I thought it was shallow, so I asked them to take something else." Empress Pan raised her cup and looked straight at Emperor Yongxi: "I respect Your Majesty for many years. My husband and wife have been relying on Your Majesty's kindness that the Pan family has today."

Today? Today's - miserable?

Emperor Yongxi avoided Queen Pan's gaze, laughed dryly, drank it all in one mouthful, and perfunctory: "I never imagined that my favor to Pan would become their own life-threatening disaster. My father-in-law and uncle are all loyal and righteous people, and I feel very guilty and regretful."

Queen Pan looked at him steadily. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she was shining brightly: "It's all my Pan family who asked me to do it. I can't blame others."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed to Emperor Yongxi to give a solemn and full courtesy: "Your Majesty, please don't blame me. I was so indulging myself before and relying too much on my parents' family. My father taught me many times, but I was stupid and unscrupulous. Now the Pan family ended up with this, it was all my fault."

"Zi Tong, don't think too much." Emperor Yongxi showed an extremely satisfied smile on his face. He wanted to get up and reach out to help him, but found that his hands and feet were a little weak, so he simply fell on the couch and chuckled: "We are still good. If you are more virtuous in the future, I will naturally not let you down, that's it."

"Okay." Empress Pan stood up straight and looked at him, her eyes filled with contempt and pity. "Your Majesty is drunk, so go to bed early. I must mourn your father and brother, which is inconvenient. Why not send Your Majesty back to the bedroom?"

"Or, it's okay..." Emperor Yongxi felt that his tongue was a little out of control, frowned, and lay down on the couch.

"Madam Hang is here? Please send Your Majesty back to the bedroom." Empress Pan sat down next to her first.

The ugly nanny walked in, tilted her head to look at Emperor Yongxi who had become soft and mud, and bowed her knees to Empress Pan with a straight knee: "Take care."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on the two cups of food. His face changed, he stood up straight and looked at Queen Pan in shock: "Empress!"

"I am his first wife. Even if he killed my father and brother, I will still be his first wife." Queen Pan's back was straight and her expression was light, as if she was talking about the most trivial thing.

Madam Hang's expression was complicated and asked, "What about the prince? What should I do?"

"If I do this, the prince will be easier." Empress Pan gently pulled the corner of her mouth, "I don't believe it. With the empress dowager in charge and Li Zhu on her side, who dares to bully my son??"

Madam Hang finally understood, sighed, bowed, saluted seriously, stood up, and ordered loudly: "Come here. Your Majesty is drunk, help Your Majesty return to the palace."

The two little eunuchs ran in quickly, but found that Emperor Yongxi had "slept" and had to help him up carefully, carry him on his back, and then walked out with a slight hand.

Madam Hang solemnly said goodbye to Empress Pan: "Take me, please."

"I guess, I should say take care of you, right?" Queen Pan looked at her from a high point, with a hint of bright red spilling out of the corners of her mouth.

Madam Hang lowered her eyes and said firmly: "Yes."

Turning around and walking out quickly.

"Empress..." Qing Zheng cried and turned out from behind, hugging Queen Pan who was slowly falling down.

Queen Pan looked at her face and smiled, trying to raise her hand to wipe her tears, but found that her fingers could no longer be raised.

"Qing Zheng...Dull it be yours... I'll look forward to Meng'er..."

"Empress, you know that I will never leave you... Besides, with me by my side, many people have excuses to ignore the prince..." Qing Zheng smiled sadly, bowed and took the wine pot on the table, raised it, and poured the remaining wine into his mouth without leaving a drop of it.

...

...

Wake up slowly.

The morning light outside the window is dim.

Youxin sat in front of her bed, lowering her head and slapped in tears.

"I'm not dead again, what's there to cry about you... I remember you didn't like to cry before..." He smiled weakly, stretched out his right hand, and gently poked Youxin's finger.

When Yuxin saw her awake, he was surprised and happy. He quickly wiped his tears and smiled: "Are you awake? It's great." He stood up and sang to the outside first: "Go to report to Zhonglang, the princess is awake."

After a pause, he said, "Send a letter to the palace. The Queen Mother is very concerned about it."

"My mother knows? Don't be anxious..." murmured heavily, looking down at her left arm, which was wrapped tightly, and her heart trembled. After a moment, she forced a smile and raised her face to look at Youxin, "What do you say with your senior brother? My arm is useless?"

"That won't be." Youxin sniffed, helped her sit up, and took a cup of warm water to feed her: "It's just that Zhong Lang said that he has to keep it. It's been a year or two, so you won't let the sword dance and gun."

"The correct one, Han Wu gave the head, the border is stable. Where can I need to play with a gun? I must be obedient and rest for a while..." He smiled and was very happy, and was so obedient that he took the cup himself, drank all the warm water in one breath, and stuck out his tongue with a smile: "I'm so thirsty, have another cup."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of footsteps outside, followed by the sound of people shouting horses from afar.

"What's wrong?" You Xin stood up in surprise.

The heavy hands trembled slightly, the ears moved slightly, and the eyes were turned toward the outside.

"Princess, Princess!"

The chief of the peasant, Qianyao, who had just been in office for three days, stumbled in from outside, regardless of the defenses of men and women, fell to the bed, and his face was covered with blood:

"Emperor, Emperor..."

"What's wrong with the emperor brother?" asked quietly, his fingers tightly holding the teacup in his hand, and his joints turned white.

Nong Qianyao trembled and pointed at the door of the mansion in a trembling manner, "The capital city, martial law... the emperor... died..."

"What!?" Xinxin exclaimed again, covering his mouth with both hands.

He closed his eyes slowly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear drew out of the corners of his eyes.

The emperor brother...

"And, there is also the queen..." Nong Qianyao's trembling voice said the next bolt from the blue.

"You're talking nonsense!" Youxin's tears suddenly burst out and he screamed!

"How dare I do this?!

"It was the emperor and the queen... who were poisoned together...

"I just woke up this morning and found out that it was... like I was asleep... only a blood line at the corner of my mouth...

"Princess, I'm afraid it's autumn cold."

The peanut Qianyao had a bitter face and knelt on the ground.
Chapter completed!