The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 888: It’s you again

When I learned that Murong Jie was back, everyone was here. Murong Jie didn't want to see him, but since he came back, he had to see him.

There is nothing to say, and everyone doesn't want to comfort, or say empty words, such as Zi'an will be back, she will be fine.

Everyone knows in their hearts that these words have no meaning.

Even if Zi An can escape from Chu Jing's poisonous hand, how can the poison of the same life gu be solved?

The little emperor, accompanied by his mother, the Empress Dowager, also came.

The child who is under fifteen years old looks very similar to his father, but he is a little more refined than his father. He has this kind of temperament at a young age. He has read a lot of books.

On the day he ascended the throne, he said in the court that he would be a good emperor like the regent.

A minister secretly reminded that the regent was not the emperor, but the little emperor glared at him, "I said yes, that's it."

No one refuted, the thirteen-year-old child had a natural royal aura when he sat there.

When the emperor saw Murong Jie, he knelt down and kowtowed. In the past, this emperor was either in the courtroom or in front of the first-rank ministers in the council hall. In front of him, he was always silent and taciturn.

But after seeing Murong Jie, he knelt down and cried like a man in tears.

When a child becomes an emperor, although he is supported by King Yuedong and Master Yuan, only he can understand how much pressure he will endure.

Murong Jie helped him up, wiped his tears for him, and said, "You are an emperor, an adult, don't cry like a child."

"The nephew misses the uncle, and the nephew feels uncomfortable." The emperor is only half-aged after all.

The empress dowager looked sad and turned her head to wipe away her tears.

Uncle and nephew talked in the study for about an hour. When the emperor came out, he pulled Murong Jie's sleeve like a child and said, "Uncle, don't leave in the future."

Murong Jie smiled, this smile was very sad, "I don't know, let's take a look."

It's almost summer now, and the weather is getting hot, but the empress dowager feels that Murong Jie has a desolate aura.

At his age, even if he is not fresh and angry, he should be in high spirits. This lifeless depression can only be seen in the elderly.

The empress dowager thought of Zian, and she felt uncomfortable. She had done many wrong things, and Zian scolded her, making her sober and rational.

She just hoped that the wrong thing she did back then wasn't the reason for Zi'an's disappearance.

When she was leaving, she came to the door and said to the emperor, "You wait for Aijia for a while, and Aijia will go and have a word with your uncle."

The emperor thought she was going to comfort Murong Jie, so he said, "Okay, I'm waiting for my mother outside."

The Empress Dowager walked back, Murong Jie was still standing in front of the porch watching Luo Hua, she took a deep breath and walked up, "My lord, Aijia has a few words to tell you."

Murong Jie frowned slightly, "This king probably knows what the queen mother is going to say, but it doesn't need to be said."

The empress dowager shook her head, "No, Aijia didn't want to persuade the lord to relax. Does the lord still remember the case in the outskirts of the city? The case where the couple died together."

Murong Jie turned his face slowly, his eyes turned cold all of a sudden, "Of course I remember."

That case caused Zi'an to have nightmares for many days. Seeing his cold eyes, the queen mother trembled in her heart. She lowered her hands and clenched her fists tightly in her wide sleeves, suppressing the fear in her heart, and said with guilt: "That case was ordered by Concubine Yigui. It was done by people. Before that case, I took Zi'an's hair and the talisman from Concubine Yigui

The mantra was burned together, it was a mantra from Xianbei. "

Murong Jie was furious, "Why do you do this?"

The empress dowager burst into tears, "I'm sorry, Aijia is a last resort." "A last resort? How many times have you been forced? Why is it like this every time, you hurt someone and then come out to say sorry, how did you do it? What a last resort, what Zi'an has sacrificed for your mother and son, you know in your heart that she forgives you over and over again, and you hurt you over and over

She. "

The Empress Dowager was scolded with shame and kept crying and saying sorry.

Murong Jie suppressed the anger in his heart, "What will happen to this spell?" The empress dowager sobbed and said: "At that time, Concubine Yi Gui said that if this spell takes effect, it will cause shadows to those who are in the middle of the spell. Once a trigger is touched, such as seeing someone die, seeing what was seen that day, the person will collapse, and finally may commit suicide, unless the person is very psychological

Large, able to withstand the pull of spells. "

Murong Jie's body was icy cold, his rage was rolling in his heart, and he wished he could kill the woman in front of him with one palm.

At that time, many people died on Miaojiang Mountain. If the dead were an incentive, how could Zian resist the pull of the spell?

I heard Wu Yanzu say again that Zi An began to have nightmares again when he was on the mountain, which proved that he had symptoms.

If Zian died from a spell, then the person who killed Zian would be the woman in front of him who had received Zian's many favors.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Go away, don't appear in front of this king again."

The empress dowager looked at his furious face. She couldn't even say the word "I'm sorry" on her lips, and hid her tears.

Murong Jie didn't know how he walked back to the room. For the past two years, there has always been a little hope in his heart that Zian has a scar in his hand, and Chu Jing's people have died so many times. Chu Jing, there may still be a possibility of survival.

But if the biggest enemy is herself, how can she resist?

Sitting on the chair that Zi An used to sit on before, he only felt that his heart was dead, and even breathing was meaningless.

He covered his face with his hands, and there were tears oozing from his fingers. It has been more than two years since Zian's accident, and he has not shed a single tear. He can't give up first.

But at this moment, he felt that his hardships were all self-deception.

There is nothing scarier than despair.

Death is domineering, but more domineering than death is that you don't know how she died. Zi'an's disappearance has become a mystery. He wants to solve it, but he can't solve it, and he can't find her.

He searched for two years for evidence that she was still alive.

On a trip back to Beijing, all his hopes were extinguished.

Zi An!

He shouted this name frantically in his heart. Over the years, he always talked to the air like a fool, pretending that he was still by his side.

The door was pushed open gently, and Mammy walked in cautiously.

But didn't speak, just stood silently.

Murong Jie restrained his expression and wanted her to go out.

But when he looked up, the maid suddenly said, "My lord, let the slaves stay here quietly for a while. The slaves have been looking forward to someone in this room for the past two years."

Her voice had a weeping tone, and the sadness was too strong to be dissolved. Murong Jie's heart seemed to be hit all of a sudden, the pain was unstoppable!