Perhaps because something happened in Xingyu Palace that everyone was vaguely aware of, or because the most noble woman in the palace was seriously ill, Gongguo's palace was shrouded in an ominous atmosphere inside and outside.
breath.
Xiangli Queyun lay on the bed and slowly opened her eyes. She had a high fever for several days in a row, and now the fever has finally subsided. It was just a small cold, but because of her old age, a small
A small wind chill seemed to kill her.
Turning her face to the side, Xiangli Queyun wanted to call the palace servants to wait on her, but she saw the man in white clothes and white hair. She was a little surprised, but the next moment she put away all the surprises and spoke slowly.
, but the words were very hoarse: "Why are you pretending to be Lord Xiahou? Who...are you?"
Helian Lianhan, who was standing next to Xiangli Queyun, raised his eyebrows and dispelled his disguise. He once approached Xiahou Yazuo with Yuwen Xunli's appearance, but Xiahou Yazuo didn't even notice that he was fake.
In these days, he also began to control Gongguo in the appearance of Xiahou Yazou. No one had ever discovered his identity, but the old woman could tell it after just one glance.
Xiangli Queyun, how could the old emperor Gong Guo have such eyes?
"How did His Majesty Emperor Yun find out? My disguise should be perfect." There was a dying old woman in front of him, so Helian Lianhan didn't mean to make things difficult at all. He showed his handsome and gentle appearance.
, stood on the edge of the bed and spoke with a smile, "Not even anyone in Xingyu Palace has noticed it these days."
Xiangli Queyun seemed to understand something, but it was a pity that she was ill and had no way to save her life. If Xiahou Yazou could be disguised, then Xingyu Palace must have existed in name only, whatever... She was almost dead, Xiahou
Yazou may be gone too, so all of this has become something external.
After comforting himself in his heart, Xiangli Queyun had no intention of calling the palace guards and telling the people in front of him that he was pretending to be Xiahou Yazou.
"Master Xiahou is cold and aloof. Even if I am lingering on the bed, he will not stand by the bed and look at me for a second time." Xiangli Queyun said this, paused for a while before continuing, "I
I don’t know how you came to pretend to be Mr. Xiahou, but since you have been pretending for a while, I think... Mr. Xiahou must be gone. You are waiting by my bed, waiting for me to die, and then let the fake princess ascend the throne.
"
"Your Majesty, Emperor Yun, is so awesome. You even know that I asked someone to pretend to be Princess Ruilin." Helian Lianhan's smile suddenly grew thicker. He was like a child who got an interesting toy, and mentioned it to Xiangli Queyun.
He was extremely interested, so he poured a glass of warm water on the side and brought it to Xiangli Queyun's lips. After feeding her a drink, he asked, "Your Majesty, Emperor Yun, since you know that we are all fake
.What are you going to do?”
The warm water moistened the chapped lips. Xiangli Queyun lay flat on the bed and looked at the bed curtain. His wrinkled face was not very angry: "I don't plan to do anything, because everything was done for Lord Xiahou in the beginning.
He is gone... Whether the princess is real or fake has no meaning anymore. I hope the person you support to ascend the throne will be a good emperor, because no matter who becomes the emperor, the people don't care."
