PFC Chapter 766 I Won’t Save You This Time (9)
Chapter 766 I Won’t Save You This Time (9)
The carved wooden door of Qiwu Palace creaked slightly in the cold wind. When Liang Song's black cloak with dragon pattern swept across the dust on the threshold, it startled a few crows hiding on the beams.
The setting sun shone through the leaky window lattice, casting tiny spots of light on the mottled vermilion lacquered pillars.
"Your Majesty..." Xu Sanyang's forehead hit the blue brick floor heavily. The coroner behind him holding the ebony box trembled slightly.
The damp, musty smell mixed with the scent of burning incense lingered in the hall. Liang Song's fingertips were slowly stroking the three-inch scratch on the pillar - that was the mark left on the wood by the hairpin when his biological mother was dragged away many years ago.
The moment his fingernail suddenly scraped across the crack in the rotten wood and the splinter pierced his fingertip, Fushun saw veins bulging on the back of his young emperor's hand.
The eunuch who had accompanied Liang Song since childhood lowered his eyelids slightly, his eyes swept across the dark brown stains at the bottom of the pillar, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he swallowed a sigh.
He was also a young child at that time, and the two of them hid behind the curtain.
The pool of blood flowing from the lower body of the master's biological mother also glowed faintly in the twilight.
He knew that he shouldn't interrupt Liang Song, but he also knew that he couldn't allow his majesty to fall into such extreme sorrow.
Their biological mother has passed away, and now the person who gave them life and warmth may have been "killed". But the more times like this happen, the more they cannot panic.
Having come this far, we cannot stand still.
Fu Shun's voice was like silk soaked in ice water. He closed his eyes slightly, forcing back the surging sadness and tears: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten your ambition?
Have you forgotten that there are still so many people alive? Have you forgotten that the imperial power has not been completely taken back? "
Seeing that Liang Song didn't say anything, his hand was still rubbing the scratch mark.
"Your Majesty, do you still remember what you said in front of the Qianqing Palace on the day you sat on the throne?" Fushun's voice was still emotionless, "When A Luo fished you out of the lake that winter, you promised her that you..."
Liang Song turned around abruptly, and half of the wooden thorn, stained with blood, fell on the front of Xu Sanyang's official robe.
He stared at the wooden box in the coroner's hand. He could vaguely see his biological mother's struggle when she was killed, and the fear and terror that Xiao Qiluo felt when she was murdered. At this moment, they all merged into one.
"That's enough! Stop talking!" Liang Song stretched out his hand to the coroner, "Give it here! Tell me! What did you find?"
"Your Majesty..." The coroner raised the wooden box above his head, and the broken fabric could be vaguely seen between the cracks in the box cover. "I found some human bone fragments by the lake where the fire had burned.
After inspection, it should be a recent death, no more than two months ago. I picked a relatively complete piece and put it in the wooden box! I will serve it to Your Majesty together!"
Liang Song opened the wooden box. Through the slightly charred edges, one could still see the dark patterns in the cloth. And placed together with the cloth was a relatively complete piece of human bone.
His throat tightened and he was choked and unable to speak!
Fushun is no longer that child, and his men have lost lives over the years.
But after seeing these two things, he suddenly started coughing violently. The dark pattern of the five-colored thread was chosen by him personally.
"Sister A'luo, people who wear five-colored threads are blessed!" Fu Shun has never been the ruthless eunuch chief in front of Concubine Xiao. The three of them are the warmth that cannot be separated from each other.
It was the last line of defense in my heart, but now that last bottom line seems to be gone.
Liang Song didn't pay attention to Fu Shun who was coughing. When his fingers were clasped on the edge of the wooden box, he was unaware that the metal plate on the box hurt his hand.
Xu Sanyang just looked up and immediately lowered his head.
He saw the blood rising in the young emperor's pupils and was horrified - His Majesty was going to kill someone!
With a "clang" sound, the jade ring knocked into the box lid and left a crack.
Liang Song suddenly laughed, and his laughter scared away the last bird on the eaves.
He rolled his thumbs heavily over the scorched cloth and whispered softly in the rising ashes: "Mother, A'Luo, just wait and see, none of them can escape!"
Then the wooden box in his hand smashed heavily onto the blue bricks.
Xu Sanyang, who was kneeling on the ground the whole time, had the hem of his official robe torn by the flying debris.
But he still didn't look up. Xu Sanyang saw blood beads rolling down the gilded cloud pattern from the emperor's drooping sleeves, and spreading red plum blossoms on the moldy ground.
"Send an order." Liang Song's voice was as light as paper money floating in the ashes of incense. His bloody thumb pressed on the protruding edges of the bone. "The Imperial Hospital is guarding Concubine Liu, and the Yulin Army is surrounding Qingyun Palace.
The palace is not peaceful. For the sake of the heir, I cannot visit Concubine Liu casually. I cannot reveal anything about her brother to her."
Before he finished speaking, a fishy-sweet taste suddenly surged in his throat, but he swallowed it back.
Fushun's coughing stopped abruptly.
He stared at the gray bone fragment at Liang Song's feet, and vaguely saw Xiao Qiluo holding Liang Song, who had a high fever, and using her own body temperature to keep him warm many years ago.
That's what she said then.
"A Song, it's okay, you will do great things in the future!" Xiao Qiluo's hands kept rubbing Liang Song's limbs, "These pains are nothing! A Luo will always be with you!"