Chapter 5 Broken Heart, Dream Floating

In the haze, Shen Sirong only felt that the angina was unbearable, and his body was cold and immersed in the coldness of his bone marrow. What Zeng Min said before her death made Shen Sirong fall into an ice cellar. She said that she pretended to be a silver-faced woman and forced Liu Ran to die, but to save Wang Shu and let her better compete with Shen Sirong. She said that she gave medicine to Wang Shu and pushed Shen Sirong into the water. She just wanted to solve Dong Keying or Wang Shu, but she didn't want Wang Shu to hide. She said that she stole Wang Shu's handkerchief and poisoned Hanmei to kill the little prince. As long as the little prince dies, she can destroy Shen Sirong and Wang Shu at the same time. And all this is just for four words: power and honor.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet and noisy. Shen Sirong shook his head, and the fog in front of him slowly dispersed, and he saw a beautiful plum blossom forest. Smelling the familiar cold plum fragrance, Shen Sirong was not happy. On the contrary, a panic gushed out from the deepest part of her heart. She dragged her tired body and ran to the opposite place. There is only one idea left in her mind, which is to escape quickly and escape as far as possible...

The plum blossom forest is getting denser and denser, and the cold plum fragrance continues to surround her, and a familiar breath seems to be getting closer and closer. Shen Sirong, who was extremely tired, could no longer run and could only let the breath get closer and closer.

"What's wrong with the mother?" Xiao Yuanqi, who hurried to hear the news, looked dark. Before Dr. Ning saluted, he asked.

Doctor Ning knelt on the ground and arched his hand without saying anything. The uneasiness made Xiao Yuanqi's mind as heavy as the top of a mountain.

"Say it."

"To reply to the emperor, the imperial concubine has been depressed for a long time, and her qi and blood are forced to endure. Now she is stimulated and her mind is damaged, and the Empress does not seem to have a sense of survival." Dr. Ning looked at Xiao Yuanqi worriedly.

Xiao Yuanqi heard that there was no sense of survival, and the mountain collapsed in his heart, and an unprecedented panic rushed around in his heart. He sat down on the side of Shen Sirong and held his cold hand. The undetectible beating between his white wrists became lighter and lighter, as if it was about to disappear.

"Get up, I won't allow you to die, do you hear that?" Looking at the cold and beautiful cheeks, Xiao Yuanqi roared.

"When you wake up, I haven't destroyed the Zeng family, and I haven't avenge our children... Wake up and don't sleep." Xiao Yuanqi retreated left and right, and there was deep pain in his eyes.

And Shen Sirong in his dream couldn't help panicking when he heard this call. In front of her, a figure appeared, a long figure. Looking at the familiar face, Shen Sirong couldn't help retreating.

"Ah..." Shen Sirong seemed to look at him in a golden dragon robe, and the dazzling gold made her feel cold.

Turn around and run back, and the man behind him shouted loudly, "Mom, mother, don't go..."

This sound of "mother" stung the deepest part of Shen Sirong's heart, but it also made her stop and come back to her senses. There was no dragon robe, no familiar face, only a child in white standing.

"Who are you?"

"Mom, I'm your child. Don't you know me?" The child was about five years old. Seeing that Shen Sirong was extremely strange to him, he pouted and frowned.

Shen Sirong sneered at the corners of his lips: "My child has been poisoned. Where can I have a child?"

The child in white fell down and came forward. He pulled the corner of Shen Sirong's clothes and said in a low voice, "I'm really a mother's child, mother, I'm Zimo."

Zimo?

The name made Shen Sirong believe a little. She bent down and held the soft body in her arms, which was mixed with plum blossoms and milk fragrance. The tender face is full of seriousness.

"Mother, Zimo will return to her side immediately. Mother, wait for Zimo. When I come, I will definitely not let anyone bully my mother again." After saying that, the child kissed Shen Sirong in the face, and then broke away from Shen Sirong's arms and slowly retreated away.

The peace of mind that has just held him in his arms made Shen Sirong believe that this child was her son Mo who died. Seeing that he was about to leave again, Shen Sirong was very anxious and stood up to catch up with him. He accidentally stepped on his skirt under his feet, and Shen Sirong rushed straight ahead, but only saw the disappeared back of the child in white.

"Mom, wait, Zimo will come back..."

"Zimo, Zimo, Zimo... Don't go, Zimo..." Shen Sirong kept muttering, and this panicked and heart-wrave cry made Xiao Yuanqi couldn't help tightening his eyebrows.

"Sirong, wake up, wake up..." There was another cold plum fragrance under his nose. Shen Sirong suddenly opened his eyes. Xiao Yuanqi in front of him looked at her, with a surprise in one eye and a dull eye.

Xiao Yuanqi shouted at the imperial doctor. He looked at Shen Simong motionlessly. I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, she would fall asleep again.

There were tears from the corners of his eyes, and Shen Sirong took a deep breath: "Your Majesty, I want to ask you one thing, please be sure to agree." The angry voice aroused Xiao Yuanqi's tenderness. He nodded and kissed Shen Sirong's lips.

"It is unfavorable for concubines to protect the emperor's heirs. Please enter the cold palace. Please do it. Three sentences were said plainly, but it made Xiao Yuanqi's eyes very sharp.

"No, I don't allow it. You are my queen and my wife. Is the cold palace where you go?"

Shen Sirong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I have made up my mind."

With that, Shen Sirong closed his eyes and said nothing more.

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The imperial concubine Shen Sirong invited herself to enter the cold palace because of the protection of the emperor's heirs. The emperor allowed her to live in Yongqing Palace as the cold palace. The beauty of Zeng poisoned the imperial concubine and the emperor, and the three clans of the Zeng family were punished and exiled the nine clans.

Wang Shu has backed up the name of murdering the prince. If Zeng Min wants to kill him, she can only be charged with greater charges. In just a few days, the situation in the palace changed greatly, which made the court a little nervous, and then many people were happy. There is no owner in the harem, and the emperor has no heir. Ministers came up to expand the harem and broadcast their grace. Xiao Yuanqi suppressed the matter with the northwest border war, and turned a deaf ear to the women sent to the palace from various channels.

Every night, Xiao Yuanqi will go to Yongqing Palace to accompany Shen Sirong. For more than a month, Shen Sirong hasn't said a word. She always looked quietly at the plum blossoms in Yongqing Palace in a daze.

sighing, Xiao Yuanqi put a cloak on Shen Sirong's shoulder. Shen Sirong was slightly stunned and then relaxed.

"It's cold at night, go back." Xiao Yuanqi looked at Shen Sirong, who was getting thinner and thinner, and his heart was full of blood.

Shen Sirong leaned against Xiao Yuanqi's arms without struggling, but the stiffness of his body remained the same. Xiao Yuanqi hugged Shen Sirong and dropped a fine kiss on her body. The only trace of warmth in the cold palace flowed in the hibiscus tent...

The next day, there was an urgent report from the northwest border that the army of Western Kun was suppressing the border, and Xiao Yuanfeng needed to go to the border. Before leaving, he begged Xiao Yuanqi to take him to see Shen Sirong.

The moment he saw Shen Sirong, he became more and more worried. The pale face showed a transparent color in the sun, and his eyes were very empty. How could he be the shining Shen Sirong in the past?

"Brother, I want to ask you, what are you going to do with her?" Xiao Yuanfeng asked in a low voice, with a little sharpness in his words, like a sharp sword forced by the face.

Xiao Yuanqi didn't mind his rudeness. He just smiled lonelyly. No one knew how uncomfortable he was now. The pain of losing a child, love but not suffering.

"I don't know what to do with her..."

"Brother, although this is rude, Yuanfeng is going to leave today, and he has to say it anyway." Xiao Yuanfeng looked at Xiao Yuanqi and then continued, "At the beginning, the royal brother promised that he would make her smile, but in fact, what has she become now? This palace is just a knife, breaking her wings and grinding her heart..."

Xiao Yuanqi sneered. Why didn't he know that Shen Sirong was not happy? Who was happy in this palace? Even he is the same...

"Bear its wings and grind its heart. Yes, you're right." Xiao Yuanqi stared at the figure in the distance, and his throat was full of bitterness.

"Brother, if my brother defeats the Xikun people, when he comes back, I hope she will no longer look like this. Long live my brother and my brother. Long live my emperor. Xiao Yuanfeng looked at Shen Sirong again with attachment and finally led the military order to leave.

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In the Shangyang Palace, the temple is full of wine and refreshing. Xiao Yuanqi lay drunk on the soft couch, and the strong wine poured down his throat, which was mellow and burning. He closed his eyes and dared not open them. He was afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would think of many things that he did not dare to think of.

The warmth and love in my heart are broken little by little. He looked up and poured down the wine, wishing that he could sink into the wine.

Sirong...Sirong...

Yuan Feng is right. I have harmed you. If it hadn't been for this deep palace, you wouldn't have been hurt by these open guns and hidden arrows, and you wouldn't have lost your mind. But how can I let you go? Just thinking about it, my heart is like a knife. If you really leave, what else can support me in this huge palace? And how can I live?

Strong emotions and reason are fighting in Xiao Yuanqi's head. He doesn't want Shen Sirong to live like a walking corpse anymore, and he doesn't want to lose her.

He fell asleep with wine. At the moment when Xiao Yuanqi opened his eyes, his eyes were lit up. The light inside is as bright as the stars. Maybe he already knows what to do...

The war in the northwest was uneven, and the war report came urgently. Xiao Yuanfeng vowed to guard the Yanmen Pass, but this time the Western Kun was secretly prepared for a long time, with sufficient food and fodder or armaments. After losing the first battle, the leader of Yanmenguan of Changli was assassinated and Xiao Yuanfeng was injured. Such an outcome made Xiao Yuanqi worried. He locked himself in Shangyang Palace for three days. Finally, in the early morning of the fourth day, he read an imperial edict in the court.