The imperial concubine dotes on her alone

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"Well, the time has come, and the opportunity that comes to your door is not in vain."

"The slave..."

"You control the four city gates in the palace in advance. I will personally send this pill to the Hall of Mental Cultivation tomorrow."

"Slave understands." Feng Xian answered with his head bowed.

The author has something to say: Forewarning, the emperor is about to die, don't worry, this article is not nuè, the scumbags will die one by one o(∩_∩)o

Chapter 62

The palace is always very quiet late at night, Pan Gui is on duty tonight, she sits alone at the door of the outer room, counting the stars boredly.

Lian Yue came out from the inside to inspect, holding a bowl of yam soup in her hand, and asked Pan Gui to come over.

"You go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation first, and deliver this bowl of yam soup to the emperor, our mother will go to see the emperor later."

Pan Gui was overjoyed instantly, the joyful expression on his face was clearly visible, Lian Yue didn't poke it, and handed her the things in his hand.

In fact, Pan Gui has been delusional to see the emperor these days so that she can turn over, but the emperor is lying on the bed drowsy, and it is impossible to appear in Jingchun Palace. Now that Lianyue said this, she doesn't care about anything , Flying towards the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Seeing that she was walking away, Lian Yue turned around and went back to Jingchun Palace.

"The things have already been delivered by her, and Eunuch Feng is ready." Lian Yue lowered her head and reported.

Jiang Huimin was looking at the sleeping beauty on the bed at the moment, when she heard this, she turned around and asked, "Is the carriage ready?"

"Everything is ready."

"Then let's send her out of the city." Jiang Huimin said, and asked another little maid to get Xia Qing into the carriage outside. Before leaving, she finally opened the curtain of the carriage and took a look inside.

That person was still asleep, holding a cloth art doll in his hand, with a peaceful face.

It was windy at night, and a quilt was placed in the carriage. Jiang Huimin helped her tuck the corners of the quilt. After looking at it for a long time, she put down the curtain, and said to the driver, "Let's go." The driver raised his whip, and the carriage went straight to the gate of the city.

Jiang Huimin didn't see it. The moment she lowered the curtain, the people in the carriage suddenly opened their eyes.

Here, Lian Yue ordered someone to set up another chariot. After the chariot left, Jiang Huimin boarded it and went all the way to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was brightly lit, and through the curtains, one could see the emperor half-sitting, coughing vigorously. Feng Xian looked at the bowl of yam soup on the table, which was just delivered by Jingchun Palace.

Pan Gui originally wanted to see the emperor, but she didn't want to be picked up by the eunuch of the Hall of Mental Cultivation as soon as the soup was delivered, and she didn't even go in.

Pan Gui felt very boring, and left the Hall of Mental Cultivation unhappily.Right now, Feng Xian was stirring the bowl of soup with a spoon, and a voice from outside announced: "The imperial concubine is here!"

With the support of Lian Yue, Jiang Huimin walked in slowly.

She didn't wear a gorgeous palace dress today, but only a simple small dress with a coat. If you don't pay attention, you won't even recognize her.

"The empress is here." Feng Xian bowed his head.

"How is the emperor?" She asked coldly.

"It's still the same." Feng Xian said, and stepped forward to open the curtain, "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine is here."

When the emperor heard this, his coughing body got worse. He looked around with a flustered expression, "What is she here for?"

The little eunuch moved a chair, and Jiang Huimin sat by the bed, looked at the terrified emperor, and replied casually: "It's lonely at night, and my concubine came to the emperor to talk about the past."

The emperor didn't understand what she meant, he just had a taste: "Who wants to see you, the imperial physician? I want to see the imperial physician."

The woman beside her seemed not to hear, "What did the emperor say, the imperial physician? The emperor takes medicine on time every day, so there is no need for an imperial physician."

The emperor was so angry that he coughed white foam from the corner of his mouth, he couldn't do it even if he tried to hammer the bed hard, so he could only look at Jiang Huimin with resentful eyes, and said bitterly: "You covet my dragon position, you will be punished!"

The other party seems to have heard something funny, "If there is retribution in the world, the emperor will not be able to lie here anymore. Besides," she sneered, "everything I have now is all thanks to the emperor. , you can't blame others."

Jiang Huimin was right, all the power she possessed today was originally handed over by the emperor.

If the emperor hadn't blindly avoided it at the beginning and chose to be a wise king, he would not have ended up like this.

On the bed, the emperor's face had already turned ashen, and he didn't even have the energy to speak. Looking at the glamorous woman beside him, the depression in his heart deepened.

"Zhen, I have treated you well, but you actually, actually plotted against me like this." The emperor forcefully said a word, as if exhausting all the strength in his body.

Jiang Huimin smiled contemptuously, "Isn't it thin? It's really fresh for such a fickle person as the emperor to dare to say such a sentence." After she finished speaking, she suddenly became sharper, "The emperor can be regarded as a person who has lived most of his life. Before the gate of hell is closed, think carefully, who else are you worthy of in this life except yourself!"

When the emperor heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then fell silent.

Jiang Huimin didn't care at all about how he responded, and estimated the time outside, his people should have dealt with it almost.

So she took the yam soup on the side, "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, the emperor drinks something hot to warm his stomach, let's go on the road immediately."

The emperor on the side widened his eyes when he heard this, and he watched Jiang Huimin pick up the porcelain bowl on the side, took a small spoon and took a sip, "Your Majesty, you should eat the food while it is hot, otherwise it will cool down." , it's unpalatable."

The emperor kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to speak.

Seeing this, Jiang Huimin put down the bowl and spoon, "It seems that the emperor doesn't like it, so I'll find some people to help."

The emperor's expression was both desperate and angry, he stared blankly at the roof, "What did I do to make you hate me so much that you must kill me!"

"What?" Jiang Huimin said slowly, "The emperor has done things that people can't remember, killing loyal officials, conniving corrupt officials, defrauding the people, colluding with foreign countries, does the emperor want me to count them one by one?"

"I have never been sorry to my courtiers! Ahem..." the emperor roared.

"If the emperor was worthy of his courtiers, he wouldn't have issued an order to kill my Xia family!"

When the voice landed, a beautiful figure stood at the door, slender and beautiful, but dignified, it wasn't Xia Qing who it was.

Jiang Huimin was very surprised when she saw this, she stood up, "Why are you back?"

Xia Qing took a few steps forward, walked in front of her, and stared at her calmly, "I didn't leave the palace at all."

Time went back a few hours, and Jingchun Palace had just served dinner. Jiang Huimin sat aside and processed the paperwork, asking Xia Qing to eat first, but Xia Qing didn't refuse.

As usual, the dinner was Xia Qing's favorite. After taking a few mouthfuls, she felt a little sleepy. She didn't eat much after that, but fell asleep on the bed.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Huimin came in.

She didn't know that the girl in front of her had a mind, she didn't eat anything at all, she lay there seemingly asleep, but she was actually awake.

The carriage outside had already been arranged, and Xia Qing was carried into the carriage immediately. She heard the voice of that person, and then the carriage moved slowly, leading Xia Qing towards the outside of the palace gate.

Lying in the car, she listened to the sound of the wheels rolling over the floor tiles below, secretly estimating her location.

When Yuemo was about to reach the gate of the palace, she found an opportunity, took advantage of the driver's inattention, jumped off the side of the carriage, and went straight to the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, completely ignoring the cries of people behind her.

If she guessed correctly, Jiang Huimin would definitely go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight.

Sure enough, as soon as she arrived outside the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, she heard the sound of arguing inside.

I really couldn't bear the fact that the emperor dared to talk nonsense when he was dying, Xia Qing couldn't care less and yelled outside the door.