A bunch of imperial doctors came quickly and gathered around Mu Rongkuo, "...ah, my belly, my belly." The old emperor was focused on Mu Rongkuo, but at this time he heard someone crying again.

Shouting, he turned his head, "My stomach... hurts so much." Concubine Hua was unfortunately pushed down during the commotion, and his stomach hit the corner of the banquet table.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain, and she collapsed on the ground, looking at her lower skirt that was stained red with blood in horror. "My beloved concubine, my beloved concubine, how are you? Imperial physician, imperial physician." The doctors went to look at Concubine Hua again.

This wonderful banquet was turned into a mess because of an assassin. It took a long time to clear the place.

Because she only injured her arm, she received a few stitches and applied some analgesic and anti-inflammatory medicine. It was no big deal. However, Concubine Hua suffered from severe uterine bleeding and had to undergo an abortion immediately. She suffered for a full day before giving birth to the baby.

Come back after giving birth.

The child was only eight months old. He suffered another setback while in the mother's womb and could not cry after birth. Concubine Hua Guifei cried heartbreakingly, and the imperial doctors used their special skills to bring him back from hell.

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Yu Fang sat in the yard and stared at the sky, with a loose point of view. At this point in the story, he could confirm that the novel had changed. According to the original plot, Concubine Hua was still born prematurely in August, but she should have been seriously injured.

The old emperor's little finger was not even injured. Mu Rongkuo, who was originally suspected of wanting to kill his father and seize the throne, now became a filial son who stood in the way of his father's danger. The old emperor's love for him reached its peak.

If the plot has changed, does it mean that the ending will also change? Yu Fang is not as happy as he imagined. He knows that every time the situation changes, he will leave the world in the novel, feeling depressed and deep in his heart.

Take a deep breath.

Yu Fang, please calm down, this world does not belong to you, and neither do the people here.

"Xiao Qi, the night is dark and windy, you put on this first..." Mu Rongxi came out of the inner hall with a cloak and slowly pushed the wheelchair. His face was paler than in the morning. Yu Fang's heart tightened and he grabbed

I passed the cloak and put it on him with my backhand.

"You only care about whether I am cold or not, what about you?" He puffed up his cheeks, full of resentment, "Hehe." Mu Rongxi smiled happily and took his hand, "Don't I still have you?

When it gets cold, you will help me add clothes, and in summer, you will cook a bowl of mung bean soup." He stared at Yu Fang and expressed his longing.

It was obvious that Mu Rongxi's hand was very cold, but Yu Fang felt that it was as if it had been burned by fire. He wanted to pull it back but didn't want to. After struggling repeatedly, it still felt like a deflated balloon. Let him go, don't do it deliberately.

looked away.

"Too many things happened today, let's go to bed early."

Yu Fang withdrew his hand and pushed up the wheelchair from behind. At that moment, Rong Xi's eyes were obviously disappointed.

***

Dead of night

Mu Rongkuo moved his arms with difficulty. The imperial doctor said that he had injured his muscles and it would take a long time to recover. He dismissed the group of palace servants who were waiting for him. One of him sat at the table, and the other one was not injured.

His hand hit the table hard.

With anger in his eyes, he had always convinced himself that there would be no assassination today. Everything Mu Rongjia said was just nonsense, but when he saw the assassin flying out of the crowd with a sword, he knew that everything was true.

of.

Okay! Mu Rongjin, Mu Rongjin, I didn’t expect that you, a lowly bed slave, actually want to be the emperor. You are really not afraid of making people laugh, "Huh!" He felt his mouth was dry and he raised his eyebrows as his anger was scorching.

He picked up the teapot on the table, shook it a few times, and instead of pouring it into a delicate teacup, he filled his mouth with the spout.

After half a pot, he felt more comfortable. He held his injured arm and walked to the bedroom. Lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep at night, thinking about how he wanted to torture Mu Rongjin. He couldn't.

To let him die happily, he would take off his clothes and let ugly people do it to him day and night.

"Haha..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Brother Imperial, what's so funny? Tell me and let Jin'er hear it."

What? The screen appearance was so shocking that he got up from the bed and saw two figures coming out from behind the screen, "The screen appearance... Jin." He gritted his teeth, each word was chopped up and then read out.

It floated out from between the teeth.

He wished he could peel off the beautiful face of the person in front of him and throw it into the fire to see if he could still smile like he did now.

Behind Mu Rongjin was a burly man. Mu Rongkuo didn't recognize him, but if he paid careful attention, he found that the figure of this man was very similar to the assassin who killed him that morning.

"It's you... you're the assassin." Mu Rongjin was very surprised when he heard what he said. "Brother, you are really smart." After a pause, he gave a ghostly smile at the corner of his mouth, "I wonder, brother, you can

You can't guess what we are here for tonight." Mu Rongkuo is certainly not stupid. If he can't see such obvious things, he is worse than a pig.

"Someone is coming..." The sound ended, but disappeared in the air. The scene was startled, and he hurriedly shouted again, "Someone is coming...come..." His voice was as loud as a mosquito, and then he finally

Understand why Mu Rongjin dared to sneak into his room in the middle of the night.

"Yo yo yo, my eldest brother, what's wrong with you..." Mu Rongjin smiled as he looked at him holding his throat in pain.

"Ha...haha, haha"

***

Day time.

Yu Fang always liked to stay in bed, and Murong Xi also learned this trick. He would always sleep until very late before waking up.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the Seventh Highness is in trouble." There was a knocking sound outside the door, and Yu Fang woke up in Mu Rongxi's arms, his eyes opened dimly.

"What's wrong...what happened?" He murmured softly, and Mu Rongxi helped him remove the eye mucus from the corner of his eyes; he asked sharply, "What's the matter...it's not important, you can get your own punishment." The people outside the door were so frightened that they hurriedly

He knelt down and replied with a trembling voice.

"Go back to your highness, the prince... His highness the prince is dead."

"What?" Yu Fang pushed Kai Rongxi's hand and sat up, dumbfounded in disbelief, "How could...how could..."

In a daze, Yu Fang didn't know how he arrived in front of the East Palace. Along the way... he saw everyone taking off the red ribbons and red lanterns they had hung up for their birthday yesterday, and they were all busy putting on them.

White paragraph.

Stepping into the courtyard gate, I saw the palace people, wives and concubines kneeling in the courtyard. They were all crying sadly, but they were not crying for the dead, but for themselves. They were all afraid that the old emperor would order

Want them to be buried alive.

The master bedroom has long been filled with a bunch of people, and everyone looks sad. Even their usual rivals Mu Rongxi and Mu Ronghuan look sad. Looking straight ahead from a distance, the golden figure is sitting on the bed.

Before the collapse, Yu Fang took a few steps forward and only saw his profile. The old emperor was much older than yesterday, and there was no sparkle in his eyes.

Looking at the motionless person lying on the bed again, Yu Fang stepped back softly; dead, Mu Rongkuo was really dead, why is this happening? He was obviously fine yesterday, didn't he only hurt his arm? Why is it so different?

If you die in one night, it won't be...

Yu Fang looked around and saw Mu Rongkuo crying in a corner. He was not crying like the palace people, but just a little. Tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked very painful, but he didn't

Let yourself cry out, and tears will slide down your face and fall into the corners of your mouth. Such an expression of forced collapse is pitiful, and no one will suspect that it was him, except Yu Fang, the plot king.

Yu Fang looked at him carefully. It didn't matter if he didn't cry. When he cried like this, Yu Fang became more sure that he was definitely the one who killed him. Originally, he thought that Mu Rongkuo would attack Mu Rongjin after the assassination incident.

The outcome would change as soon as it happened, but unexpectedly... it was Mu Rongjin who struck first.

Eh... Yu Fang had to bow down to the truth that the protagonist was immortal. All of this happened suddenly, and all of Yu Fang's inner plans were thrown into chaos. Without Mu Rongkuo, the villain in front of the screen, he was no longer the invisible villain behind the scenes.

What to do?

"Back to the emperor... I have carefully examined the prince's body and found nothing wrong." The doctors knelt down and reported back to the old emperor. Upon hearing these words, the old emperor's face turned from white to black and then white again.

, "Trash..." He kicked the imperial doctor in the heart. How could there be anything wrong? His rich man was clearly alive in front of him yesterday. Today... today...

He was so angry that his eyes darkened and his limbs became weak, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." He just fell down in the crowd. When Mu Rongjin saw this, he flew up and shouted beside him.

"Father, Father, nothing can happen to you, Father..."

Hey, Xiaoshou, I always thought you were the beauty type, but I didn’t expect you turned out to be the strength type. Xiaosheng is willing to be defeated.

***

Yu Fang stood in front of the East Palace Gate wearing a white hanging... It had been three days since he left the curtain, and little raindrops fell on his face.

Hey, hey... wasn't the weather nice before we went out? Why did it suddenly rain? Hey! Even if it's a funeral, there's no need to rain in the background of the novel. A villain is missing, why is it so tragic?

The vastness of the screen was covered with loess, and it was a real lunch. Yu Fang shed a tear sadly; Wow! Like-minded villain, without you... What will you do with me as a villain? I am a big person.

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But... you don't believe it, villains... also have a villain aura. When Yu Fang looked at the dark place in front of him, who could tell him why a group of people fell from the sky when he went to the toilet in the middle of the night?

Pulling up his pants, "Um...who are you?"

"My subordinates are the personal guards of His Highness the Crown Prince."

Yu Fang scratched his head, oh! Mu Rong Kuo's subordinates! In view of the precedent of being knocked unconscious and hung up by this group of people, Yu Fang jumped and ran back to the toilet, "Ouch! Why are their bosses all gone? They

Why are you still there? Don’t all passers-by disappear automatically?”

Yu Fang hid for five minutes, looking at the bucket of xx at his feet, "..." He opened the door calmly, "Hi! Hello, what's the matter?"

"We swear to be loyal to His Majesty to the death." They knelt down to him in unison, their movements were neat; baby, you have all practiced it, right?

It seems that in addition to the aura of the protagonist, he also has an aura as a villain. He has persisted as a villain for a hundred years and will not let him die until he is killed by the protagonist. He accepted the secret left by Murong Kuo with a rather embarrassed smile.

guard.
Chapter completed!