Since he had the spiritual pill of Taoist Gan Qing, Emperor Yuande was still not strong enough to get out of bed. He divided the political affairs into four parts. He handed them over to Jing Yan and Jingxu and the Prime Minister. He only looked at the most important part by himself. In fact, it was not impossible to see more. It was just that the condition was repeated and he was lingering in sickness. In addition, he focused all his energy on the construction of Caixing Tower, and he didn't care much about anything else.

The construction of this Caixing Tower is very time-consuming and laborious. Not to mention every building material, it is necessary to calculate the hometown of the craftsman when he was born. It took a lot of effort to search around.

Finally, the craftsmen finally found the warehouse, and the time it was time to start construction was early autumn.

At this time last year, Jing Yan and Qiao Yu left the Taiqing Palace. That day, Jing Yan regained the favor of Emperor Yuande and took control of the power.

The midsummer has passed and the cicadas cicadas have cried out suddenly. Qiao Yu specially asked the eunuch to keep the summer cicadas. The summer cicadas have been dormant underground for five or six years, only living for one summer. He didn't think the cicadas were noisy, but it was very interesting to be summer.

Qiao Yu hasn't left the gate of the Xianlin Palace for a long time. He usually asks Jinfu to give Xingxin some ginseng and deer antlers. Every now and then, he has to go to the imperial kitchen to inquire about the situation and urge Xingxin to have a good meal and cultivate well. Qiao Yu is actually very sad and feels that he is useless. Xingxin and his sweetheart are separated from the yin and yang. No one can persuade him to move.

He stared blankly out the window, the sunset was setting, the sky was drooping, and the burning red clouds were connected.

There was a moment of movement in front of the door. Qiao Yu instinctively turned around. Jing Yan pushed the door in. He was wearing a black regular dress, with a complex red cloud-like pattern embroidered with gold thread on his head. His whole body was reflected in the afterglow of the sunset. The red clouds on the clothes were shining brightly, which was more dazzling than those in the sky.

Qiao Yu suddenly smiled, jumped off the soft couch, not even put on shoes and socks, and threw herself into Jing Yan's arms, "Why did Your Highness come back so early today?"

Jing Yan picked him up easily, "What? Don't you want me to come back?"

While speaking lightly, he carried Qiao Yu back to the soft couch, used his palm to test the temperature of his toes, and then pressed Qiao Yu on the soft couch from inside to outside, from top to bottom, and kissed him carefully for a while.

There are many things to be arranged these days. Jing Yan comes back very late. Sometimes, even if he comes back, he just takes a look at Qiao Yu and then goes to the study to do things. Qiao Yu usually keeps a lamp in the bedroom and waits for him on the soft couch. Qiao Yu is sleepy, sometimes he can't hold on to the sleepy, so he falls asleep on the low table. After Jing Yan comes back, he carries him to the bed. Qiao Yu is very familiar with his breath, and sometimes he rubs his head against his chest, and sometimes he wants to ask for a few kisses in a daze.

That look makes people feel soft-hearted and loving.

Jinfu and another eunuch served a table full of dishes. Jing Yan picked up Qiao Yu, who was soft and boneless, and smiled, "I haven't had a meal with you for a long time, it's not good for me."

Qiao Yu squinted her eyes, full of laughter, "Your Highness is not good, but you rely on my good temper and like you."

Jing Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

After using up the meal, it was not yet dark, and the waning moon hung on the treetops, slowly rising, but there was no light. In fact, Qiao Yu didn't eat much just now, because she forced herself to do it because she didn't want to ask Jing Yan to worry.

He turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window and asked, "Yes, is that tonight?"

Jing Yan was stunned and nodded.

Qiao Yu's heart trembled, and she didn't know how to say it clearly. He had finished all the things he wanted to say. He was still afraid, but if he cried again at this time, it would only make Jing Yan worry. He had already made up his mind and would not cry.

This is not an easy task, at least it is very difficult for Qiao Yu's crybag. He could only raise his head desperately, hold back his tears, his eyes turned red, and said pitifully, "Oh" and then paused word by word, and said firmly: "Then your Highness is going to come back soon, I'll wait for you to come back."

Jing Yan sighed softly. He looked down on Qiao Yu's sad look. It was not possible at all, but he could not ignore it. It was useless to coax him now, so he could only wait until he came back.

He once said that he would not let Qiao Yu feel sad anymore, but he always asked Qiao Yu to feel sad for himself.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Jing Yan reached out and took out the dagger under the pillow, stuffed it into Qiao Yu's palm, and whispered, "Although there is nothing wrong with it, you can't leave any more tricks. Jinfu has taught you for many days, and I tried you last time. Although you are weak, your movements are still standard, and it can be effective if you are unexpected. By the way, do you still remember the secret passage under the Xianlin Palace?"

When Empress Chen was still there, the whole palace had a rest. The management of important palaces was strictly inspected and could not move. Empress Chen chose the Xianlin Palace and dug a secret passage underground in case of emergency. This is also the reason why Jing Yan chose this place.

Qiao Yu's fingertips touched the cold scabbard, and his hands tightened with his heart. He understood that this was not a joke, but the Gong Bian was a real sword light. If you win, you will die if you lose. You will be bleeding.

The sky was getting darker and there was no light in the house. Qiao Yu hid in the night and said bravely: "I remember, but these are useless. As long as I have a good sleep, your highness will be back."

It's time to leave.

Jing Yan had to be ruthless in order to let go of Qiao Yu like this. He got up, took a long sword from the cabinet, wore it on his waist, and a secret bag was hung on his fingers, and handed it to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu didn't understand why, so she peeled it and saw that it was the jade pendant he had given to him for more than ten years. He took advantage of the night to wipe the corners of his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where did your highness get it back? Mine..."

He did not dare to tell Jing Yan about this. The main reason was that he was afraid that A Ci would be sad. He also felt that Doctor Xun had indeed saved Jing Yan's life, and the price was justified.

Jing Yan leaned over, took the jade pendant from Qiao Yu's hand, hung it on his neck, and kissed it tightly along the red rope, "Don't worry, Doctor Xun and my mother are old acquaintances, I spent something more worthwhile in his heart to exchange for."

For the Imperial Doctor Xun, the lives of kings, princes, generals, ordinary people are the same, and there is no distinction between high and low.

I exchanged more lives that should have died for me.

Jing Yan's kiss finally fell on Qiao Yu's soft, wet and salty eyes, "This is what you gave to me. After protecting your peace for so many years, it has become half of my life to protect me. You didn't keep it well before, but now I've taken it back and still placed it with you. Xiaoyu, half of my life is in my own place and half is in your place, so you must put it in place and don't lose it anymore."

Qiao Yu cried silently. He didn't say anything, but kept crying, because he cried too hard and wanted to hold his breath, almost overheating. He raised his head, tears blurred his eyes, and he could only see the outline of Jing Yan in a vague way, embraced the other person's neck, and kissed him hard.

He spent almost all his life in this kiss, and whispered in a sad voice, "So too."

The sentence was gently blown by the night wind, and it drifted in the air and disappeared again.

Jing Yan pushed the door out, Jin Fu knelt on one knee, and there was a row of secret guards behind him. Half followed Jing Yan, and the other half stayed here. Outside the Xianlin Palace was a team of well-trained guards with a solemn and firm face.

Jing Xu was in trouble. Except for the imperial guards, most of the rest in the palace had been bribed by him. He gathered the imperial guards in Chenyun Palace, walked with Feng Nannan, and killed the Ming Palace. He did not pay attention to the situation of the Xianlin Palace for the time being. After all, in their eyes, as long as they killed Emperor Yuande, Jing Yan would be like catching a turtle in a jar.

The Imperial Guards had their eyes red. They all saw the palace servants and concubines under the sword. The whole palace was stained with blood and howling. Everyone was in danger and could not escape.

Jing Xu fought out a way and headed straight to the Daming Palace. All the secret guards and imperial guards around the Daming Palace were few and weak, and they could not make the best of their strength to make the world come true. They could only allow Jing Xu, Feng Nannan and his son to break through the gate of the palace.

Feng Nannan rarely gets up early today, and her makeup is more delicate and bright than usual. She wore a red long dress, a phoenix hairpin on her head, her lips were as bright as flames, and a large piece of blood was splashed on the corners of the skirt, which was vaguely visible.

She was not afraid, only pride and happiness, and finally waited for this day. Sheng Hai held Feng Nannan's left hand and helped her to head towards Emperor Yuande's couch step by step. Feng Nannan saw that Emperor Yuande was so thin that he was only left with bones, his cheekbones were protruding, weak and sick, and he was not energetic, and could not even say something. He laughed and said, "Your Majesty, what do you want to say? I'm listening, I'm waiting to listen to your instructions."

Emperor Yuande had lost his roots and had been damaged by elixirs for a long time. At this time, he was stimulated by Feng Nannan and vomited a mouthful of black blood. "You thief woman, you should be cut into pieces after you are planning a rebellion. You should also cut them into pieces after death..."

Feng Nannan frowned and interrupted Emperor Yuande impatiently. She said hatefully: "Your Majesty, over the years, from the spring banquet, I helped you solve Feng Jiayi, and then to the palace to give birth to Xu'er, the Qiao family, and the last Chen Tanzhi, as long as you want, I did everything you want, and it was perfect, which was very satisfying, right? I have something bad about me, and it was not in line with your wishes. I have never done this before. I did this, but I only wanted one thing, the highest place I wanted to climb, for this matter, no matter how I waited. But if you released Jingyan, this wish would be almost impossible."

She paused, and was much more arrogant and bolder than Jing Xu, who was afraid to be disrespectful to Emperor Yuande, who was on the side. "I just took what I should have gotten, so what's wrong? You should have died long ago."

Emperor Yuande only felt that his blood was surging. He used to like Feng Nannan because she was gentle and appropriate, and she did everything for herself, but she did not expect that there was such a big unfaithful intention hidden behind her, and she really dared to counterattack boldly.

He was just sick, and the palace changed his appearance.

Perhaps because of Feng Nannan's words, Jing Xu had more courage. He raised his head, smiled at Emperor Yuande on the sickbed, and laughed loudly: "Father, you are old, the emperor takes turns to sit, it's time for his son, right?"

Before Emperor Yuande could speak, he only listened to a sentence from the door, "No."
Chapter completed!