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Yang Zhi's eyes lit up and he grabbed him: "Do you know?"

Deshun's hand hurt so much that he squeezed it, and he quickly broke away: "No! How could I know this? It's just that there have been bad rumors in the palace these days, and I am also wondering, okay, why didn't the emperor stop coming even if he didn't say he would come... …”

Yang Zhi was also confused in his heart, but after all, he had been in the palace for a long time. After thinking about it, his face turned cold: "I don't know if this is true or not. There are too many rumors and rumors about what happened in the palace that I can't believe. With the emperor's favor towards the empress, I'm afraid it's impossible not to favor him even if you don't favor him. Pass the word on, and the people in your own palace must not spread it randomly, which will upset the empress."

Deshun nodded and retreated.

The quiet night passed by, Nie Wushuang was lying on the bed, but he couldn't sleep well. There were many voices in the dream, both far and near. I couldn't hear them clearly, and I couldn't see clearly who was speaking in the thick fog. She walked blankly, feeling empty in her heart.

Suddenly a voice whispered in her ear: "Don't you want to know why he wanted to destroy all your Nie family? Feng?"

"Don't you want to?..."

She turned around suddenly and saw Xiao Fengqing's eyes were cold and her lips were as red as blood, standing behind her with a strange smile.

"No...I don't want to..." She covered her ears and backed away in panic.

"Don't you want to know that his surname is Xie, and he belongs to the Xie family in Huainan..."

"No! I don't want to! I don't want to know!" She screamed, turned around and ran away.

An endless stretch of grass suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. The long grass covered her head. She parted from the grass and ran forward, but where was the direction she should escape from.

The voice behind her followed her closely, asking her over and over again, "Don't you want to know?..."

She panicked and finally stumbled into a warm embrace. She raised her head suddenly and met a pair of smiling and gentle eyes. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned softly in his arms, sighing. :"emperor……"

His warmth surrounded her like water, and his voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Hate will blind your eyes and prevent you from distinguishing other people's sincerity..."

sincere? She raised her head sharply, wanting to see his expression, but saw that he had already pulled away from her and turned away coldly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty..." She shouted loudly, but watched him leave step by step.

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"Empress! Empress!..." Someone called her in her ear, and Nie Wushuang woke up suddenly. She covered her heart and gasped. Xia Lan quickly opened the tent, and Mingqiu helped her sit up, put her hand on her arm, and suddenly exclaimed: "Mother, why are you so hot?"

Xia Lan quickly reached out and touched it, and shouted: "It's not good, the empress has developed a high fever! We need to call the imperial doctor!"

As she spoke, she turned around sharply, her arm tightened suddenly, and she turned her head, only to realize that Nie Wushuang was holding her hand tightly, with his beautiful eyes cold, as if he was thinking about something.

"Empress, you have a high fever, you must call the imperial doctor!" Xia Lan quickly advised.

Nie Wushuang looked at the empty darkness and said in a cold voice: "Go! Go and invite the emperor and tell him that I am sick, so sick that I will die!"

"Empress!" Xia Lan was startled: "This... this is the crime of deceiving the emperor..."

Nie Wushuang pushed her away and sneered: "Then you say I have a high fever and talk nonsense. It depends on whether the emperor comes."

"Yes..." Seeing the strange look on her face, Xia Lan didn't dare to say any more and quickly stepped back. After a long time, Xia Lan came back with a bad look on her face, knelt down and stammered: "Your Majesty... tonight... tonight... the emperor can't come."

"Why?" Nie Wushuang asked coldly.

"Because... because the emperor sent a message to Mei Jieyu to attend his bed tonight..." Xia Lan finally said the sentence clearly.

Nie Wushuang suddenly looked at her panicked face and remained silent for a long time. Xia Lan was frightened by the look on her face, and quickly knelt down to her and comforted her: "My Majesty, don't be sad, because I can't enter the Manna Palace, so the Emperor doesn't know that the Emperor is sick, the Emperor...if the Emperor knew, he would definitely come here." .”

Nie Wushuang pushed her hand away, and her face returned to calm. Under the candlelight, her face was as cold as the cold pool water, and no undercurrents could be seen underneath.

"Then go to Dr. Xuan." She lay down and ordered calmly.

Seeing that she agreed, Xia Lan hurriedly left to find the imperial doctor.

Nie Wushuang's high fever came inexplicably, but also subsided strangely. She was fine when she woke up the next morning, but she was just a little weak in energy and her face was pale. It was hard to tell that she had a severe fever last night. Nie Wushuang sent Yang Zhi to ask for leave from the Queen. The queen sent people to express condolences and gave her a lot of supplements.

The one who came was Qiu Meng, the eldest maid next to the Queen. Seeing Nie Wushuang's languorous expression, Qiu Meng stepped forward and said softly: "Your Majesty, I didn't go to see the Queen today. Now that Mei Jieyu has been promoted by the Emperor, I don't know how proud she is." She's so arrogant. Even the queen thinks she goes too far. She also said that new clothes are not as good as old ones, which made all the ladies angry. "

After hearing this, Nie Wushuang glanced at her face with his beautiful eyes. Qiu Meng originally wanted to add fuel to the fire, but when he saw the biting coldness in her eyes, he suddenly remembered her ruthlessness in uncovering the traitor in "Lai Yi Palace" that day. He couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart, and quickly shut up and dared not say anything more.

Nie Wushuang casually exchanged a few words with her, then ordered the palace officials to reward her before letting her go back.

Xia Lan was angry when she heard this: "Mother, this Mei Jieyu is so arrogant just because she received the emperor's favor once!"

Nie Wushuang smiled coldly: "Can't you hear it? This is clearly trying to sow discord! Only a fool can believe that Mei Jieyu can be so arrogant. Look at Lin Wanyao, but she is so

What kind of woman is this? "

Xia Lan came to her senses and said with shame, "I'm so stupid."

Nie Wushuang looked at the scorching sun outside the window and curled her thin lips: "Yeah, who can't be stupid? They always think that grace is forever and will never change, but what else in this world is unchanged..."

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The five-day period has come, and Ying Guo is ready to accept Qin's agreement to form an alliance. From then on, it will stop fighting and cede territory, and will no longer invade Ying and Qi. So this hunting trip was more like a celebration. So it was extremely warm and grand. The location was also changed from the outskirts of Beijing to the Royal Pasture.

The children of the aristocratic families in Beijing and the nobles also attended. The concubines also went with great interest. Nie Wushuang had just recovered from his illness and reluctantly packed his bags to go.

Yang Zhi advised: "If you feel unwell, you don't have to participate."

Nie Wushuang looked at herself in the bronze mirror. In just a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. Her body was as thin as paper, as if she would collapse if the wind blew.

She laughed: "If I don't go, won't those people have something to laugh at that I have really fallen out of favor? Even if I am dying of illness and only have one breath left, I will always go."

Yang Zhi looked at the look on her face and felt sad. He didn't dare to persuade her any more, so he could only retreat sadly.

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On that day of hunting, Nie Wushuang followed the troops to the royal pasture to camp. After a long time, she finally arrived in front of the tent. She stood outside the tent and watched a bright yellow light slowly approaching from a distance. She felt a little faint in her heart. He moved, and just as he was about to step forward, his footsteps stopped.

Beside him, a pretty pink figure held his hand, with a beautiful face, it was Mei Jieyu and Lin Wanyao. Xiao Fengming lowered his head to say something to her, and she raised a smile, with bright eyes and white teeth, looking like a delicate flower facing the wind on the grass.

Nie Wushuang sneered and turned around to enter his tent.

The dull tent was filled with the unpleasant smell of leather. Xia Lan and Ming Qiu were busy, and Nie Wushuang said coldly: "Everyone, get out!"

"Your Majesty!" Xia Lan and Mingqiu didn't understand why she was angry, so they hurriedly said: "My Majesty, if you don't tidy up, you won't be able to rest at night."

"Everyone, go down! Do you want me to say it a second time?" Nie Wushuang sat beside the desk, opened a book, and ordered coldly without raising his head.

Xia Lan and Ming Qiu did not dare to argue anymore and quickly retreated silently.

Nie Wushuang opened a book, took a deep breath, and started reading.

In the afternoon, there were cheers and the sound of drums beating outside. She knew that the emperor was going to announce that the hunt had begun. But to her, all this excitement seemed like a distant past, so far away from her...

…

For two days in a row, Nie Wushuang read in his tent, staying behind closed doors and not seeing anyone who asked to see him. She ordered her guards to guard the area around her tent and not allow anyone to come near.

Seeing her like this, Yang Zhi couldn't help but persuade her: "I'd better go out for a walk, you'll get sick if you don't get a heatstroke from being bored like this."

Nie Wushuang looked up. It had only been two days, but the heat and lack of sunlight for many days had already made her face very pale. She said calmly: "What are you doing out there? It's just embarrassing."

Yang Zhi wanted to persuade him again, but suddenly he heard faint sounds of arguing outside. Nie Wushuang listened for a while and felt that the voice of the person arguing seemed familiar.

Yang Zhi hurriedly went out to check, and after a while he came in and said, "Madam, it's the imperial guards who are arguing with Ouyang Ning, the descendant of the holy arrow master."

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