After learning that the emperor had passed away, He Sheng ordered the entire palace to be lit up to comfort Qi Bingyu's spirit in heaven.

No one knows what the emperor of Qinzheng Hall was thinking at the last moment. Although he was seriously ill, it was rare to die so suddenly.

But this is how human beings die. If you are not careful, you will be gone. Life is extremely fragile, but it is very tough.

At that time, Shen Tuchen was sitting next to Qi Bingyu. Qi Bingyu's situation in the past few days was not as good as anyone could see. Everyone saw that Shentu, the imperial doctor, tried his best to save the emperor, but seeing may not be true. Behind Shentuchen's efforts to save the emperor, there was careful control. It's easy to save someone based on your own sense of proportion, but it really takes a lot of energy and time to kill someone quietly.

There are countless people who can do all this and hide it from the masters of traditional Chinese medicine in the world. Shen Tuchen believes that apart from himself, there are no more than five people who can do this, and among them is his once-dead master. This means that Shen Tuchen's medical skills are unprecedented, and there will never be anyone more powerful than Shen Tuchen in the future.

It has to be said that Shen Tuchen feels good about himself, but his master once said that he has a very high level of understanding, and he is afraid that he can become a talent even if he is self-study. What's more, with the guidance of such a famous teacher, let alone how good his fortune will be. .

The medical skill that was originally intended to save the world and the people has now become a life-threatening blade in Shen Tuchen's hands. One blow hit Qi Bingyu's life, leaving him unable to defend himself.

When Qi Bingyu's life came to the last moment, Shen Tuchen stayed with Qi Bingyu. At that time, Qi Bingyu's lips turned white and his face was sallow. He Sheng looked like something was wrong and hurriedly asked Shen Tuchen to come over and take a look. Shen Tuchen expressed I was also very anxious. After looking around and asking questions, I pondered for a while, and then I said that there was no way to save the day.

He Sheng was naturally very desperate. He knelt beside the dragon bed in the Qinzheng Hall's dormitory and held Qi Bingyu's hand tightly. The friendship between master and servant over the years had really exceeded their original relationship of superiority and inferiority.

But no matter how he prayed, Shen Tuchen showed that he was trying his best in front of He Sheng: "General Manager He Sheng should have been mentally prepared. The emperor's health is getting worse day by day in the past few days, and the princess's flesh is used as medicine. The only thing we can do is to extend his life, but there is really no way to save him... Such a physical condition cannot be like this overnight."

Shen Tuchen made the stakes clear in a few words, and He Sheng naturally understood. He has been with the emperor since he ascended the throne. He Sheng is responsible for what the emperor is like, and all his daily food and clothing expenses. , he knows these better than anyone else.

When Qi Bingyu came to the throne, he was young and vigorous. He took advantage of his strong body and never took care of his body. At that time, Qi Bingyu often stayed up all night, reviewing memorials and reading ancient books, hoping to use the wisdom of the ancients to strengthen the national defense of the country and make the people The country is peaceful and the people are safe.

No matter how He Sheng tried to persuade Qi Bingyu, he refused to listen. He had no choice but to kneel and sit aside to accompany him. However, He Sheng had been used to this kind of suffering since he was a child. Even he couldn't bear this situation, let alone Qi Bingyu. Woolen cloth?

He Sheng originally thought that the emperor would be very sleepy, so he might fall asleep. Unexpectedly, He Sheng could not bear it and fell asleep first. At dawn the next day, He Sheng woke up from his sleep, but looking at Qi Bingyu, he was still confused. Looking through the memorials.

When Qi Bingyu came to the throne, the dynasty was already suffering from internal and external troubles. The previous prince had many heirs. At first, there was constant squabbling, but it became even more so later. In the end, the dynasty that Qi Bingyu took over was a mess.

Qi Bingyu was well aware of the imperfection of the imperial system, so he personally worked to improve the system and ensure the peace and security of the country and the people. This really wasted a lot of Qi Bingyu's efforts.

But at least there was Empress Mingxian who was helping her at the beginning. Even though she couldn't help with anything, the emperor was always happy to see Empress Mingxian. Every time Empress Mingxian persuaded the emperor to take a rest, he would obey her and take a rest.

Since the death of Empress Mingxian, Qi Bingyu has been ill. After recovering from a serious illness, he still wants to use government affairs to numb his sadness of losing his first wife. He Sheng tried to persuade him but refused to listen, and now he is like this. He Sheng watched him walk towards death step by step with his own eyes.

He Sheng knelt in front of the emperor's bed. After the emperor died, he slowly stood up with He Yu's help as if he were an empty shell. When he walked to the door of Qinzheng Palace, he used up all the strength in his body. Shouting: "The emperor - died -"

After saying this, He Sheng was already bending over and crying bitterly, and He Yu stood aside and burst into tears. However, according to the rules left by the ancestors, when the master of the middle palace dies, he needs to shout three times. Respect.

Shen Tuchen was sitting in a wheelchair. When He Sheng finished shouting the first sentence, the sentence "die collapse" pierced the sky, and all the palace people on duty were stunned.

He Yu supported He Sheng with one hand while shouting the next two sentences "Emperor - died -". He Sheng represented the old times, and He Yu symbolized the new dynasty.

He Yu's voice was powerful and sharp, with clear enunciation, which woke up the entire palace. All the people in the palace who were awake could really hear clearly now, and all of a sudden they all knelt down.

Shen Tuchen was sitting in a wheelchair. He could see the emperor's body when he raised his eyes. The incident happened suddenly. No one had time to care about Shen Tuchen's life and death. Everyone fell to their knees in a hurry.

Shen Tuchen was silent for a while, then he used both hands to support the wheelchair he was sitting on, then he pushed hard and pushed his whole buttocks into the air. Then he pushed hard and pushed himself to the ground, kneeling on his knees, just facing the deceased. emperor.

Shen Tuchen did not dare to raise his head to look at him. This was the first and last time in his life that he used medical skills to kill someone. Although Shen Tuchen boasted of his superb medical skills, he was also open-minded about this matter in his heart and could help Liang Huanqing. I am willing to accept any consequences.''

But now, nothing has come yet. After seeing that the emperor has completely lost his life breath, Shen Tuchen has checked again and again countless times. Qi Bingyu's pulse has indeed stopped beating. Shen Tuchen doesn't know whether he should relax or not. His tone was still as it should be, but on the contrary, it added an extra layer of pressure. Shen Tuchen controlled the dosage of medicine very strictly. As long as Shen Tuchen wanted him to die today, he would not survive tomorrow.

But Shen Tuchen now felt psychological pressure. He couldn't believe that he actually killed a person with his medical skills.

Shen Tuchen was kneeling on the ground, his legs were numb. Rather than kneeling on the ground, it was better to say he was sitting paralyzed on the ground, with his hands supporting his body. He lowered his head, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He simply said this No one would notice him for a while. His hands were trembling. From time to time, he raised his head at inappropriate times and glanced at Qi Bingyu, who had his eyes closed and his face was ashen. He couldn't believe that this was what he had done.

It's not that Shen Tuchen has never seen dead people, but this is indeed the first time... the person in front of him died because of himself.

It is impossible to say that Shen Tuchen does not have psychological pressure, not to mention that even if he had already known what the emperor would look like when he was buried, but when it really happened, Shen Tuchen would not be able to bear this ceremonial feeling at all. During the period, my heartbeat became more orderly and my mood became more frightening.

After He Yujiang finished shouting two sentences, he seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He looked at He Sheng beside him who was crying uncontrollably. Knowing the friendship between him and the emperor, he supported him with one hand. , asked: "Eunuch, would you like to invite Concubine Mei to come?"

As servants, they couldn't handle such a situation well. He Yu's words were just a friendly suggestion. Now, the only person in the palace who can handle this matter is Concubine Mei. Besides, back then, Prince Jing has become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and Concubine Mei is his biological mother, and she is almost like a queen. Now it seems that only Concubine Mei is qualified to handle this matter.

He Sheng indeed seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden. He cried and asked He Yu to help him up to the coffin. He was going to ring the bell and wanted to see the emperor off in person again in this way.

He Yu also accompanied him. When the bell rang in the sky above Shangjing City, He Yu could see the stars slowly lighting up in Shangjing City. Everyone knew the bad news...

Yichun Hall and Qinzheng Hall are not far apart. When Xia Rongxin was remembering the past years in the house, it was at this time that she heard He Sheng's cry...

The strings in her hand suddenly broke, and she fell to the ground. The emperor passed away, and her youthful dream was wiped out.

Xia Rongxin collapsed on the ground, tears pouring out of her eyes like a dam bursting. At this moment, she was so distraught that she almost wanted to follow the Holy Driver.

Yun Xi has been by Xia Rongxin's side. At this time, Xia Rongxin has lost her mind. For her, the emperor's death was caused by her, but why is it so uncomfortable? Even Xia Rongxin herself can't explain it. The whole person hears the emperor's death After hearing the news of his death, it was like falling into a deep pond. He kept sinking, unable to call for help, and no one rescued him. He just suffocated...

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty has passed away! Your Majesty has passed away!" As soon as Rongfu heard the news, he hurriedly got dressed and rushed over here, running and shouting, for fear that Xia Rongxin wouldn't hear.

But the sound of the death knell can be heard throughout the entire capital city. It seems to come from the distant sky, it is melodious and very ethereal, but at this time, it actually makes people feel confused.

"I know, I know!!" Not to mention Xia Rongxin who was on the verge of collapse, even Yun Xi sounded extremely irritable. Seeing Concubine Mei kneeling on the ground crying so sadly, Yun Xi was afraid that Concubine Mei would be angry. , then drove Rongfu away first.

"Yun Xi... Yun Xi..." Xia Rongxin suddenly stopped crying. She raised her head as if she was looking for something eagerly, "Yun Xi... help me get up... I want to get up..."

Yun Xi quickly helped her up. Seeing Concubine Mei like this, Yun Xi felt very distressed in her heart. She cried and said, "My concubine, what are you going to do?"

Xia Rongxin didn't care about this. There were tears on her face. She must have cried all over her face. She hurriedly went to the dressing table to dress herself up carefully.

While combing her hair, Xia Rongxin cried and said: "My hair was what he liked most at the beginning. More than 20 years ago, he put a red plum into my hair. It has been 20 years."

, I still can’t let it go!” It was like the ends of her hair were difficult to comb, which made Xia Rongxin a little angry. She threw the mahogany comb on the dressing table and cried, “Why can’t I let it go?! He treated me like that,

Why! Why can’t I let go!”

Such a dazed look made Yun Xi feel distressed. She hurriedly stepped forward to get the mahogany comb and combed her hair carefully, shedding tears while combing her hair.

Xia Rongxin looked at herself in the mirror and burst into tears. Qi Bingyu's death was a big blow to her, but what was even more devastating was that she was a part of Qi Bingyu's current death. She loved him deeply and hated him to the core.

He actually wanted to kill him. This seemed like a vicious behavior to outsiders, but compared with what he did to himself, it seemed so unworthy of mention.

After combing her bun, Yun Xi wanted to change the clothes for Concubine Mei, but Xia Rongxin raised her hand to refuse. She looked at herself in the mirror——

Wearing a sky-blue green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt with mist and green grass, and a thin thin veil of light blue green water, the shoulders are as if cut into a waist and the waist is as plain, and the skin is as blue as the fat, and the fibers are broken.

The waist is slightly stepped, the bright wrists are covered with light gauze, the eyes are full of clear spring water, and a hollow gold hairpin is inserted diagonally into the bun on the head, dotted with purple jade, tassels are sprinkled on the blue silk, the fragrant jade is tender and beautiful

More beautiful than flowers, her fingers are like peeled onions, her mouth is like vermilion, her every frown and smile touches the heart and soul, her face is like gelatin with spring water in her sleep, white jasmine smoke is covered with soft gauze, white floor-length smoke cage, plum blossom skirt, and body is tied with soft smoke.

Luo, it really has a bit of a powdery, crispy and delicate taste.

The long hair as black as a spring slid between the snow-white fingers, and was twisted into a bun. The jade hairpin was loosely tied up, and a golden hairpin was inserted into it. The long beaded ornaments hung down and swayed on the temples.

, the eyebrows are dark and dark, the skin is as white as grease without applying powder, the lips are pursed, as bright as a pill, the coral chain and the ruby ​​bracelet are gesticulating between the wrists, and finally the crimson bead chain is put on the white wrist, the white

As bright as snow, as red as fire, eye-catchingly bright, wearing a bright yellow skirt, tied with an emerald ribbon at the waist, showing off her graceful figure, wandering in front of the mirror, full of all kinds of charm.

This was the way she was dressed at that age when she first met him, and now it seems that it suits Xia Rongxin very well. Xia Rongxin looked at herself in the mirror, although there were tears in her eyes, her dress was quite festive.

"My Lady, isn't it bad to dress like this..." Yun Xi looked at Imperial Concubine Mei, as if he was hesitant to speak. Not only was it not good to dress like this, she would be offended if others saw her.

Xia Rongxin smiled, another string of tears fell from her eyes, and she lowered her voice and said: "What's wrong... I looked like this when I first met the emperor..."

After the sadness and frustration passed, Xia Rongxin suddenly felt calm again. Now, all regretful emotions should be left behind and the current situation should be dealt with seriously. Now Qi Bingyu is dead.

, then nothing can disturb her mood...
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