The next morning, before dawn, a secret order from the Empress of the Supervisor was sent out to Beijing and sent to Hexi without stopping.

Mu Fulan asked Liang Tuan to do two things. First, arrange for the prince to return to the capital immediately. Second, while ensuring that the news did not spread, use all his strength to continue to find the emperor's whereabouts.

Liang Tuan received a secret order and summoned his confidant to arrange his actions.

Three months later, he secretly returned to the capital, and Mu Fulan met him in the living hall of Ziwei Palace.

In the past three months, he has searched everywhere possible.

"I have also sent people to search the water many times, but the undercurrents at the bottom of the water are treacherous and the lake is deep. I am incompetent and let down the Queen's instructions..."

His voice was sobbing that he could not finish his words, so he snatched to the ground.

Mu Fulan remained motionless and was tranced for a long time and said, "General Liang, thank you for your hard work these days, and you still have the heavy responsibility to do it. Let's go and rest first."

It was dark and it was dawn again. Mu Fulan was alone, so she sat from dusk to late night, from late night to dawn.

"Empress, Lord Liu and the others are here, waiting outside the palace, and asking for the queen."

When the dim dawn gradually dyed the southern window of the living hall, the sound of careful notification from the palace servants faintly came into her ears through the hall door.

As if she was pulled out of a huge dark mouth that completely swallowed her, she shuddered, slowly opened her eyes, held the table with her hands, supported herself, and finally stood up.

She would not give up. She always felt that how could a person like him disappear like this? She recalled Liang Tuan, but she would continue to send people to find him. If she could not see his body, she would not stop looking for it.

However, there was another voice in her heart, reminding her that the man was just a flesh and blood person. He was gone, and he was really gone.

During the months when the emperor was unable to show up, she secretly controlled the capital and told the anxious ministers that his Majesty had relapsed when he was in the imperial army and was inconvenient to ride the carriage and horses, so she stayed in Hexi to recuperate.

Such reasons can only comfort everyone for a while and cannot last for a long time. If you forcefully conceal it, it will only cause more speculation and doubts. Once you cannot suppress it, turmoil will follow, with all kinds of disadvantages but no benefits.

As Mu Fulan, she can tell herself that he is still alive.

But as a surveillance man, she must face this reality.

Her steps were at first frivolous, as if she was stepping on a pile of cotton, but soon, she became firm.

When she walked out of the living hall, opened the door, and appeared in front of the palace servants in the dawn of dawn, except that she had blood in her eyes and a pale face, she looked no different from usual.

She slowly reported the names of several ministers and said, "Let them go to the imperial study."

The minister was led into the imperial study by the palace servants. Seeing that the queen was already inside, he lowered his eyebrows and looked upright and sat upright on a side position behind the imperial case.

After the ceremony, Liu Guan asked about the emperor's recent situation. He said: "All civil and military officials in the court, inside and outside the capital, were waiting for Your Majesty to return to the court. Your Majesty's injuries were even more touching. I dared to ask for your order, hoping to visit Your Majesty in Hexi, and ask the Queen to allow it."

Mu Fulan raised her eyes and slowly pushed the letter she received several months ago to the corner of the case.

Several people looked at each other, bowed forward, took it, and then looked at it, and were stunned. After a while, accompanied by the sound of "Your Majesty" and "thump" knees, several people knelt one after another, some kowtowed and some were crying.

"Queen... is this... confirmed?" Liu Guan asked in a trembling voice.

Mu Fulan said: "The Liang Tuan returned to Beijing last night. For details, you can ask him."

Liang Tuan entered. She stood up, walked past the ministers surrounding Liang Tuan, walked out, and stood on the palace steps outside the hall. After a while, there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

She turned around slowly, and her eyes passed by the sad faces of the civil and military ministers who ran out and knelt behind her.

She said: "Your Majesty has unfortunately gone. The prince is underage yet. I am just a woman. The dynasty has just been established for a short time and the foundation is shallow. You have helped Your Majesty to conquer this country in the past. You have worked hard and made great contributions. You can recommend the virtuous ones. The prince gives way to the virtuous ones, and I will not respond."

She stood steadily, her voice calm.

Several people burst into tears and were even more frightened.

Liu Guandao: "Your Majesty is as kind as a mountain to me. Even if I die, I cannot repay you if I am in danger. If the queen has such thoughts, I can only express my ambition by death!"

Another minister cried and said, "The night before Your Majesty was named the crown prince, a lesson was still in my ears. How dare I have any false thoughts? I am willing to be loyal to His Highness the Crown Prince with my destiny, and ask the Queen to take a clear look!"

The other people also kowtowed desperately, their foreheads touched the ground and made a bang.

Mu Fulan was silent for a moment, turned her face and looked at the prince who had walked out. He stepped forward and helped several people up one by one with his own hands.

"My mother said that as long as I am united in my heart and work hard, no matter how difficult it is, I will be able to overcome it smoothly. I firmly believe that from now on, I will rely on my great success. Please accept my worship."

After he finished speaking, he bowed respectfully and thanked Guan Liu and others.

The ministers hurriedly knelt down again and expressed their loyalty to the young man.

That night, the lights in the imperial study were bright all night. Liu Guan and others gathered here. After repeated discussions and repeated considerations, they decided to continue to conceal the bad news on the grounds that His Majesty the Emperor was recuperating. After completely controlling the situation, they would announce the news, hold a national mourning and support the prince to ascend the throne.

Mu Fulan sat quietly in the corner of the imperial study, looking at the figure of the young man and his ministers discussing affairs, and gradually became enlightened.

When it was almost dawn, the matter was over, and the minister stepped back. He walked to Mu Fulan and reached out to help her up carefully.

"Mom, you are tired, my son will send you back to the palace to rest."

Mu Fulan walked out of this place, accompanied by her son, walked on the dark palace road, followed the guidance of the shaking palace lanterns and shadows in the hands of the palace servants, and returned to Ziwei Palace.

The boy wants to send her in.

She stopped and said, "You go and rest too, I didn't sleep all night last night."

The young boy looked at her and stopped leaving.

Mu Fulan smiled at him: "You don't have to think too much, your mother is fine. Go and rest yourself, don't worry about me."

The young man slowly lowered his eyes, suddenly knelt down at her, kowtowed heavily, and turned around one step or three times.

Mu Fulan watched his back leave, and his shoulders gradually collapsed.

She didn't know how she had spent the days and nights of the past few months. Looking back at this moment, it seemed that she only remembers that it was dark and dawn, and the day and night, endless alternation, chaos, boring and exhausting.

She fell asleep, sleeping in the darkness. She didn't know how long she had slept, and when she slept, she seemed to hear a song. The song was faintly visible, like a dark corner from a distant depth, and it seemed to be ringing in her ears, subtle, like silky threads.

Finally, she heard it clearly.

"If you don't accept the cold gold, how can you get the emperor's heart..."

"If you don't accept Pi Han Dian, how can you get the emperor's pity..."

Her eyelashes trembled, slowly opened her eyes, woke up, and in a daze, she finally remembered that many years ago, when she was still young, she also lived in this palace. On the night when her aunt was dying, she seemed to have vaguely heard the ethereal song floating from the corner of the palace.

She opened her eyes wide and focused in the darkness, trying to hear more clearly, but the singing that came with her dream came to an abrupt end.

There was only a dead silence left in my ears.

She slowly closed her eyes, but tears fell. She began to cry silently, tears flowing.

There is no longer a need to approach the return date, but she still doesn't know how to answer the man's question and falls into repeated hesitation and torture, almost tearing herself apart.

When she was unable to make a decision, God had already made the decision for her.

It's over like this. The past life, this life, right, wrong, love, or not, are all gone. In my memory, I left the back of the horse riding under the moon in Xiguan, or even such a back can be completely forgotten as soon as possible, which is better.

In her previous life, she hoped that the man would care about himself.

In this life, she hopes that he will disappear before her eyes and never see her for the rest of her life.

God treated her so kindly that she had made her wish for two lifetimes in such a way that she achieved perfection at the same time.

She could no longer control herself. In this endless dark night, she was sobbing, choking, and trembling constantly, crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.

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