Chapter One Hundred and Fifty Eight: Days of Rehabilitation for Brother Xu Ze (3)
Sure enough, early the next morning, the sky was still dark, and the whole house of Zhan Prince Zhan was in chaos, and even the remote courtyard where I, an outsider, was not spared. I just found a little girl and asked me, and then I found out that Princess Wenxiao accidentally fell in the snow while enjoying the snow with the Queen Mother yesterday, but in one night, she exhaled more and had less energy.
This little maid with a dull expression was extended to the value and ephemeral of life, and sighed: "When seeing a group of imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital being at a loss, Princess Wen Xiao is afraid she can't get through it."
"well……"
Then another long sigh.
I looked at the storm of the storm, sitting peacefully like a mountain, slowly holding a tea cup and pretending to drink tea, sighing with the stream: "The Queen Mother always loves Princess Wenxiao the most, and I don't know what sadness is like now."
The little maid said, "Isn't that the prince went into the palace early in the morning to see the Queen Mother, and he hasn't come back yet..."
After hearing what she said, the God Lord, who had not done anything wrong for a long time, suddenly felt inexplicable. In addition to being wrong, he felt a little uneasy in his conscience.
In the middle of the night, I took me into the palace without knowing it, and ran to the roof of Wenxiao's bedroom with my cat steps.
After lifting a few tiles, you can see the windows and the windows are bright and clear. A few palace maids are busy back and forth. An old woman is sitting on the carved bed and crying, calling Wen Xiao's name with deep affection and eagerness. When I looked closely, I realized that this is the old woman, the emperor, the queen mother, I saw before, who still has the flavor?
My dear, I haven't seen her for a few days, why has she become so old? What kind of evil has she committed...
Just as I was sighing like this, I heard someone crying below and sighed: "My God, what kind of evil did this have you done..."
I:"……"
Faced with such a sad and bitter scene in the world, I was very calm: "This old lady is afraid that she will faint from crying tonight before she can stop."
Before he finished speaking, a fleeting golden light came out in the darkness with a wave of his sleeves, and he rushed over to Wen Xiao's substitute who was lying on the bed inside the room.
Then, a few cry of tears and blood blew through the silent night sky above the palace, dull and tragic, and also showed the decisive grace and righteousness from then on. Wen Xiao is no longer a mortal.
In the cold wind, the dark clothes were covered in black clothes standing on the narrow spine and silently. The moonlight shone on him was surprisingly bright, but it could not cover the strong anger around him, and it seemed to be outdone and arrogant. In a flash, it seemed as if it could melt into the dark night.
"Helping the last."
He said: "Princess Wenxiao in the world is dead. Should we go back now or leave in two days?"
I thought briefly: "As soon as you came, something happened to the princess. Now that the princess died, you are rushing to leave. It's hard not to doubt you... In my opinion, let's stay here for a few days and then leave - I heard that two days are Laba Festival, and their mortals are having a very lively life."
Xian stood in the distance and looked at me, walked over and knocked on my forehead: "At present, a princess died in the royal family, and she is still the most favored princess. It is rumored that Laba Festival is not so lively, so you dare not be at this time - are you in your mind?"
I:"……"
The mouth that I had been able to say a word before was never two. Now, it is really quite like the style of this god. It is probably because I have been with this god for a long time. After all, I know this truth when I am close to the red one.
However, no matter how you say it, you still stay with me on the Laba Festival. During this period, there were some official documents to be approved, and they were sent to Ji Wang every time, and so I could see Ji Wang again, a graceful and graceful person, which made me very helpful.
After Laba Festival, Li Nie and I pretended to go home for the New Year and staged a farewell drama with King Zhan and King Ping, who was taken back to the stage of reincarnation in one step and three times.
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Chapter completed!