Changle Palace, late at night.
The palace maid carried the soothing soup into the inner hall.
Her waist was bent deeply, her head lowered and she did not dare to look up.
Her hands holding the tray were trembling.
Emperor Yuan picked up the bowl and put it on the table without intending to drink.
"Back off."
Emperor Yuan said coldly.
The palace maid hesitated to speak, but for the first time she became bolder.
She spoke: "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor said that this medicine must be drunk while it is hot to have the best effect."
Emperor Yuan glanced at her lightly, and the emperor's majestic aura swept her away and she immediately knelt down.
She acted as if she had made a mistake and said, "My slave is talking too much.
Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Emperor Yuan was not angry, and waved his hand to let her get up.
Thinking that the palace maid also cared about him, he took a sip from the bowl and said, "Get out."
In this moment, a thin line of sweat broke out on the little palace maid's forehead.
She made a promise and bowed out.
The person guarding the door was Wang Yuanshan.
Watching it in person could make him feel more at ease.
People from Dongchang had already surrounded Changle Palace inside and outside, at least that's what he thought.
Wang Yuanshan has a chubby body and looks kind-hearted, but because his temperament is too outgoing, Wang Quan lacks the illusion of being soft and easy to talk to.
Wang Yuanshan took the palace maid's arm and approached her with a fat head and big ears, "Have you drunk, Your Majesty?"
The little palace maid pinched her palm, and the pain made her calm down.
She endured her nausea and replied humbly: "I saw the emperor drink it with my own eyes."
Wang Yuanshan's face was filled with joy, and his hands began to act erratically, and he slowly touched her clothes, and said eloquently: "Well done, if you follow me, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth.
In the future, the empress You use whatever they use.”
The little palace maid pretended to be very happy, her eyes lit up, but her eyes were cold, hiding murderous intent, "Really?"
Wang Yuanshan didn't even think about it, and put his plump lips on her clean, soft and slender neck, "Of course it's true, but before that, you have to have fun with me."
After that, he dragged her into a dark corner.
Anyway, there was still one stick of incense before the poison was released, which was enough for him to have fun.
The little palace maid turned pale, but did not resist, because it was useless.
She silently thought in her heart that this was the last time, and she could finally get rid of him.
Half a year ago, she was unlucky enough to be spotted by Wang Yuanshan.
This man fell in love with her beauty, and relied on his power to coerce and coax her into becoming his prey.
After these six months of humiliation, she did not dare to She has forgotten, and she will never forget.
Now that the opportunity for revenge has come to her door, she cannot refuse it.
After about half a stick of incense, Wang Yuanshan was satisfied, patted her face gently, and said with a smile: "It's really good."
Wang Yuanshan finally remembered the business, let go of her, and walked quickly to the entrance of the inner palace of Changle Palace.
Seeing that Dafu hadn't come yet, he felt unhappy.
What happened to this person?
Where did he go?
He asked someone nearby.
A worthy person, "Where is the lucky person?"
"Dafu got sick today.
It seems to be a strange disease that came from the cold palace.
I'm afraid that I'll offend my father-in-law, and I'm afraid that he won't be able to come tonight."
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"knew."
Wang Yuanshan felt that it didn't matter whether he came or not.
Besides, if a sick person approached him, he would feel unlucky, so it would be better if he didn't come.
He pushed the door open and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty"
No one responded to him.
He was overjoyed.
This matter was more than half done.
After Emperor Yuan took a sip of the soothing soup, he felt something was wrong with his body.
He had no strength and his heart was still in pain.
When Wang Yuanshan came in, he had already fallen to the ground.
Emperor Yuan waved to Wang Yuanshan and weakly ordered: "Hurry, hurry up and announce the imperial doctor."
Wang Yuanshan walked up to Emperor Yuan.
After hearing his order, he subconsciously wanted to do it.
Then he remembered his purpose.
He deliberately asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Emperor Yuan couldn't say a single word.
The blood in his throat surged upwards, and traces of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Wang Yuanshan relaxed completely when he saw that he was as weak as a dead man.
He helped Emperor Yuan from the ground to the bed.
He stood beside the bed and said lightly: "Your Majesty, I see that there is nothing serious about you.
Just sleep now and you will be fine."
Don’t worry, I will guard you tonight and make sure no one can disturb you.”
Emperor Yuan's eyes widened, but he was so weak that he could neither speak nor do anything.
Wang Yuanshan was so excited that he was already thinking about how to deal with Song Duan.
Killing him directly would be too easy.
Let him go through the torture instruments of Dongchang first.
If he still survived, he would be quartered with five horses.
The more Wang Yuanshan thought about it, the more excited he became, and he almost laughed out loud.
A large fire suddenly appeared outside Changle Palace.
It turned out that Concubine Zhao was here.
Concubine Zhao was domineering, with a large group of entourage behind her.
She snorted coldly, looked at the closed palace door, and said coldly, "Hey, even I dare to stop you, you are really brave."
Her eyes swept across the palace.
The people blocking the entrance to the palace spoke unceremoniously, "I was summoned by the emperor.
If you don't get out of the way and offend me, I will peel off a layer of your skin."
Wang Yuanshan heard the noise outside and hurried out, fearing that his group of useless losers would not be able to stop Zhao Guifei.
"Eunuch Wang, today I give you the confidence to stop me and prevent me from entering."
Wang Yuanshan smiled and said, "The emperor has fallen asleep.
Even if you are as noble as a queen, you can't disturb him rashly."
Concubine Zhao exposed his lie mercilessly, "I didn't see it with my own eyes, how do I know if what you said is true?
Just open the door.
If the emperor blames me, it has nothing to do with you."
Wang Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry to have to obey."
"What, you want to disobey me?"
Zhao Guifei asked loudly.
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Before Wang Yuanshan could reply, he saw Zhao Junhan coming with nearly a hundred imperial guards.
His eyes turned red and he said, "Don't spit blood on anyone, the slaves will definitely not open this door."
Zhao Junhan was dressed in black.
Under the moonlight, his clothes looked even whiter.
The Imperial Guards behind him were parked not far away.
Zhao Junhan took two steps forward, slapped Wang Yuanshan hard with his backhand, and said: : "If you commit the following offense, you should be beaten."
Wang Yuanshan was hit so hard that he turned his head and covered his face, "You" Zhao Junhan slapped him hard again, causing his ears to buzz.
"It's even more deserving of death when you see the imperial concubine and the king don't even have the courtesy."
He raised his voice and said, "Here you go, kick the palace door open for me."
"Yes."
He was as angry as mountains and rivers.
No matter how many tricks the eunuchs have, they can't compare to the guards holding swords.
The moment the palace door was opened, Wang Yuanshan knew that he would not escape death.
Concubine Zhao pinched her thigh and squeezed out two tears.
Although she had already known what was going on inside, she still pretended to be surprised.
She threw herself beside the bed with tears in her eyes. , "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you okay?"
Emperor Yuan was not dead.
The medicine was changed by Song Duan.
He would not die, but his chest would continue to suffer from inhuman pain.
His back was wet with sweat.
When he saw Concubine Zhao, his chest rose and fell even more.
When he got up, Xu was so excited that his vision went dark and he fainted.
Under the treatment of the imperial physician, Emperor Yuan woke up early the next morning.
The first thing he said when he woke up was to cut Wang Yuanshan into pieces with a thousand knives.
Wang Quan, who was far away in Aman City, was not spared.
After issuing the killing order, Dongchang was officially abolished.
Surprisingly, Emperor Yuan did not follow the trend of the investigation and the evidence that Song Duan had prepared in advance was not used.
Concubine Zhao and Zhao Juanhan became the people who benefited the most from the whole bureau.
Song Duan was laughed out of anger.
He actually made wedding dresses for others one day.
It seemed that he had Zhao Juanhan's people around him.
Zhao Junhan became more important in Emperor Yuan's heart.
He was very good at acting.
Not only that, but there was also Concubine Zhao who would mention him and say nice things to him from time to time.
Emperor Yuan's favor for him rose sharply.
Zhao Junhan was in the limelight in the previous dynasty, but he went out of his way, not mentioning the reward from Emperor Yuan, but also kept a low profile, leaving many people confused.
He ran to Song Duan's Wenyuan Palace whenever he had something to do.
Song Duan was annoyed to death by him.
He said he was here to ask for advice, but in fact, wasn't he just here to see He Ling?
His eyes almost fell on her.
He Ling was brought over by Song Duan and became a grinder.
She had no choice but to do this.
This was the only thing she could do around him, but Zhao Junhan often came over without saying hello, and sometimes even took advantage of his absence.
The two of them were almost touching each other when they were talking.
Song Duan was very annoyed, but he didn't dare to hit him, for fear that he would do it himself, and his niece was so frightened that she shed tears.
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So, a few days later, unable to bear it anymore, Song Duan locked the door of Wenyuan Palace from the inside and practiced calligraphy in his study.
He Ling was still the one who was good at grinding.
The scars on He Ling's face gradually faded under the application of the wound medicine.
It could be seen that she was also much happier.
Her hands were rougher than those of other women.
They should have been caused by working in Sishan Hall.
He The peripheral vision of his eyes once glanced at the frostbite on the back of her hands.
"Did you enjoy your meal here?"
Song Duan asked stiffly.
He Ling lowered his eyes and kept grinding his hands, "It's pretty good."
Song Duan thanked him.
Liu Jin knocked on the door and hurried in.
He looked at He Ling who was standing, and held back what he wanted to say.
The pen in Song Duan's hand fell on the white paper, and the black ink smeared on it, "You can just say it."
Liu Jin frowned, "Master Governor, Princess Jiamin has returned to Beijing."
Song Duan's hand shook slightly, and a ball of dark ink immediately appeared on the paper.
He Ling heard the sound of the brush falling to the ground.
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