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Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters Yuanchun has passed away

Although the palace was full of guards, it was still deathly silent, even more eerie than if there were no people at all.

In the past, the palace was magnificent and magnificent, but today, the palace was hit by heavy snow, leaving only the vermilion palace walls. Moreover, the color of the walls had not been properly repaired over the years, so they looked old and dirty, like patches of solidified blood stains. Look,

It makes people even more frightened.

Fortunately, Jia Cong just glanced in panic and got into the sedan. The two young eunuchs lifted the sedan and flew towards the depths of the palace.

Although the palace has been cleaned, many small patches of residual snow can still be seen everywhere on the ground. The two young eunuchs stepped on it and made a "creeping" noise. Jia Cong was even more anxious sitting in the sedan chair.

When he arrived, he didn't know what the big deal was. Why did the emperor suddenly send many guards to his house? Then he suddenly thought of Daiyu and the others, and secretly regretted that he shouldn't have left without saying a word.

Well, if there is really chaos outside, what will Daiyu do? Who should the women in the house and a silly old lady go to?

The more he thought about it, the more panicked and scared he became.

In his endless panic and fear, the small sedan quickly drove into the deep palace, like a small boat floating on the bottomless ocean.

The further you go in, the more densely packed the palaces become, blocking out the sun and making the light appear gloomier.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the sedan finally stopped.

Jia Cong hurriedly got off the sedan and took a look, only to see a very gorgeous and elegant small palace in front of him, with the words "Spring Harmony Palace" written on it.

Compared with the Shangshufang and Qinzheng Hall that he was accustomed to in the past, the Chunhe Palace in front of him felt small and exquisite, but it was also deeper into the harem.

Jia Cong didn't think much for a moment, got off the sedan, opened the courtyard door and entered the Spring Harmony Palace.

After passing through the clean and elegant courtyard, Jia Cong went up the steps. Before the little eunuchs standing on both sides of the palace door could reply, he heard the emperor's voice asking: "Cong'er, you child, why did you come to the palace at this time?"

Here we come! Why don’t you go home and stay..."

Hearing that the emperor's voice was as tired and hoarse as usual but yet kind, Jia Cong didn't care about anything at the moment and hurriedly opened the door and walked in.

The doors and windows of the main hall of Chunhe Palace are closed, and the light inside the hall is quite dim.

The emperor was sitting on a chair in the middle of the main hall. When he saw Jia Cong coming, he looked over with both joy and worry.

When he saw that the emperor was still as tired as usual, Jia Cong was completely relieved.

He hurriedly ran over in a few steps and greeted in a hurry: "Your Majesty, are you okay? Why did you ask someone to come to my house so well? I was so scared. I couldn't be more worried, so I came here."

Look at you old man..."

When the emperor heard this, his face was filled with joy. He pointed to the chair opposite and said with a smile: "Sit down quickly, sit down quickly, it's not a big deal, but I heard that the rebel gang will take action in the next few days.

That's why I specifically asked people to guard some..."

Jia Cong was relieved after hearing this. He quickly asked: "What about you, old man? Are you just waiting in the palace?"

The emperor couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "Where else can I go?"

Jia Cong felt desolate when he heard what he said? But if you think about it carefully, how can you still call the emperor the emperor if he doesn't stay in the palace?

Jia Cong was speechless for a moment, and the two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Finally, the emperor sighed and said: "Oh... I should have known that being an emperor is so hard? I really shouldn't have fought with others with my life that day."

Jia Cong couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this. What he said was a bit pretentious. Although it is hard to be an emperor, you can control the life and death of the people in the world every day. When you look up, the world belongs to you. It's so big.

I'm afraid not many people in the world can resist the temptation.

The two of them sighed several more times at each other, and then the emperor looked at Jia Cong and said with a smile: "Good boy, can you take such a big risk to come and see me today? It can be seen that my love for you is not in vain. I heard that you are riding a horse.

Are you here? Is it cold?"

Jia Cong hurriedly shook his head and said: "I'm just worried that something will happen to the Emperor here? I'm so anxious that I'm sweating profusely? Where's the cold? It's fine that the Emperor is fine now, but is the East Palace really going to be in chaos?"

The emperor shook his head after hearing this: "I don't know? Maybe it's just these days, or maybe it will be after the new year..."

While he was talking here, he suddenly heard the little eunuch outside yelling at the top of his voice: "Your Majesty? The virtuous concubine of Fengzao Palace...she...is gone..."

Jia Cong was lamenting the difficulty of being the emperor when he suddenly heard these words and was shocked. He stared at the emperor and was speechless.

The emperor was shocked when he first heard the news, but the panic lasted only for a moment. The old man quickly lowered his face and frowned and asked: "Isn't the imperial doctor always treating her? Why did she just say no and then die?"

?”

Looking at the emperor's frown and displeasure, he knew that he was not angry because Jia Yuanchun died, but because Jia Yuanchun did not die according to his wishes.

Although Jia Cong has never liked the most noble woman in the Jia family, he has felt a little pity for her since he last saw her. Now when he suddenly heard the news of her passing, Jia Cong couldn't help but feel...

It's a dull pain.

The emperor sitting opposite him looked increasingly uglier. He gritted his teeth for a long time and then cursed bitterly: "Bitch, it's not the right time to die. Who would allow her to die at this time? Even death is unpleasant.

You can see that she is really a bitch!”

After scolding, the emperor slammed the tea cup on the table to the ground and roared: "Send me the imperial doctor. I want to ask him how he diagnosed and treated that bitch. How?"

Are you going to die if you are fine?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the little eunuch outside tremblingly reply: "Back to the emperor, the Imperial Physician Wei is already waiting outside the palace..."

The emperor became even more angry after hearing this, and shouted angrily: "Pass, pass this useless bitch in!"

His loud shout made Jia Cong, not to mention the young eunuch, tremble in fright and almost dropped the teacup in his hand to the ground.

When the emperor saw Busy, he comforted him softly: "Good boy, don't be afraid. This matter has nothing to do with you, it's all that bitch!"

Before he finished speaking, someone outside the palace whispered back: "Your Majesty, Doctor Wei is here."

The emperor's brows furrowed even more after hearing this, and he was about to curse as soon as he turned his head, but he was afraid of scaring Jia Cong, so he suppressed his anger and cursed in a low voice: "Get out of here!"

As soon as the scolding ended, Jia Cong immediately saw the Wei doctor he had met before coming in and kneeling down with a look of fear on his face.
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