Chapter 483: Storm in Beijing (1)

She struggled to get up, but her limbs were weak, her throat hurt as if cut by a knife, and her chest was too tight to breathe.
How could this be? Is she poisoned?
Linglong panicked, and the dark night seemed to be full of thousands of ghosts, waiting for her sigh of relief to pounce on her and eat her raw.
"Sister ... Sister ... Wake up ... Save ... Save me ..." Linglong struggled to get out of bed and crawled toward the female history in the same room. I don't know if it was scary or anything, she just felt that the room was so hot that it was as hot as she was in the heat.
She finally touched the bedside of the same room female history, and touched, empty hands!
She is gone!
Linglong suddenly fell into the abyss.
This is a trap! This must be a trap!
A white light in her head split like a thunderbolt, dissipating a few moments of panic.
No, she doesn't die! She doesn't die! ... A strong will to survive made her stand up along the bed, and rushed to the door. I do not know what knocked over, she could not help but fell to the ground. The pain and discomfort caused her tears to fall, and finally she crawled to the door and tried to push open, but remained motionless.
The door was locked tightly from the outside, this time to kill her!
She stood up leaning on the door, her mind wandered up and down, and grabbed her heart with fear. The suffocation did not decrease by one point, but became more apparent because of her hard work.
She gripped her neck and patted the door uncomfortably, hoarsely begging: "Open the door, open the door ... help ... help ..."
No one answered, and she opened her mouth like a dying fish breathing in vain.
How is this going? What kind of poison made them dare to harm her like this?
Despair deepened in her heart, she raised her last strength, took a few steps back, and rushed to the door fiercely. "Bangdang" made a loud noise, especially loud in the quiet night.
Before her consciousness disappeared, she finally heard a startled voice next door, okay, she wouldn't die ... she fell on the ground, thinking for a moment.
Finally someone opened the door, someone exclaimed, and someone helped her up. Ears even heard the panic voice of the female history in the same room returning: "Oh, I just went to relieve myself, why is the exquisite girl like this ..."
She was put on the bed, but she was so hated that she almost rushed to death.
A silent female history, I did not expect her to be so wicked!
Someone whispered, "Don't burn the charcoal fire so much ... almost killed ..."
Finally dimly struck, she completely fainted ...
...
The next morning, Linglong woke up from a drowsiness, and a ray of morning light hit her eyes. She woke up for a long time, and then she exhaled a long breath. Everything last night was like a nightmare. And she almost died in that nightmare.
The door opened, and the female history of the same room came in. When she saw that she was awake, her pupils shrank a little, and then she smiled, "The exquisite girl is awake ?!"
The sound of innocence makes it hard to see the difference. If it weren't for her exquisite drowsiness and the door was locked again last night, how could she believe that such an ordinary female officer would be so vicious!
Ling Long turned her head and looked at her like a stranger, apparently watching her eat that half of a bun. Meals also made excuses for her to try, but she did not expect her words.
In order to poison her, she was in danger? !!
"You ... hurt me!" Linglong clear eyes faded from the innocence of camouflage, full of resentment and unwillingness.
The female history smiled, and the pretense did not understand: "What did Ruan Nvshi say? Last night was just an accident. I have warned the exquisite girl. Don't burn the charcoal fire so much and so much, otherwise it will suffocate."
Linglong heard the treacherousness of last night and hated Yinya biting secretly. She must have looked at the mediocre face of the woman Shi, and asked hoarsely, "Who ... who wants you to hurt me?"
The female history giggled: "Joke, let you play tricks, and you are not allowed to play tricks on you? Ruan Nvshi, what you say is ridiculous?"
Linglong resentfully said, "But I didn't kill anyone!"
That girl ’s history is even more disdainful:
It ’s just a matter of killing one ’s life. If you want to be in the palace, you may have thought that the person squeezed out by you is not as good as death. The lady said it didn't make sense. In short, if you offend someone who shouldn't offend, I'm afraid it will be more difficult in the palace. "
"The thing that happened last night was that you were so fatal that you might not know it in the future ..."
She sneered and left. Leaving alone in the room. Seeing her like that was nothing to be afraid of.
"Nie Wushuang! It must be you! It must be you! ..." she said with a glance over her eyes.
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In the next few days, Nie Wushuang went to the Royal Study Room to accompany Xiao Fengying to read the chapters, but he did not see the exquisite figure. He couldn't help but ask the female officials who were also Royal Former.
They smiled at each other and laughed, "If you go back to your mother, Ruan Nv Shi is sick. She burned too much charcoal during the night, and she got cold when it was hot. It was pretty good. If she fell asleep then, Da Luo Jinxian could not be saved. "
Their tone was obviously flattering. It seems that exquisiteness has become a tribute to the sacrifices and Nie Wushuang, whether it is between life and death, but between the beards.
Nie Wushuang listened, but wondered, how could this happen to someone who is not careless like Linglong. But how clever she was, she awakened for a moment, and fainted at them.
Just when Deshun came in, Nie Wushuang looked at his round smile and sighed: "You have done too much."
Deshun hesitated, then came to understand, came forward and whispered: "Slave ... this time she is just lucky, will not be in the future ..."
"Well, you're fighting grass and frightening snakes. Do you think she has no counterattack right now? In fact, she is the best at defeating defeat and taking advantage of the situation around her. She was fooled by her at the time. Not to mention this time ... Nie Wushuang shook his head.
Sure enough, a little housekeeper came forward and whispered a few words with Deshun. Deshun's face changed slightly, and he whispered, "Linglong told the manager today that she was afraid of being sick to others, and wanted to live in a house alone ..."
She was alert, but it seemed difficult to find another opportunity in the future.
Nie Wushuang smiled coldly and said, "Let ’s just let her go tossing herself, just look at it. This palace wants to see how far she can go ..."
"Mother!" Deshun disagreed in his eyes.
Nie Wushuang smiled faintly: "She won't give up on this, she will always look for opportunities. Only when she moves, this palace has the means to restrain her. You should be careful and don't hurt her life easily. She My precious cousin, if she really dies, my palace is worried that she will take the opportunity to make trouble. "
"Yes ..." Deshun had to retreat.
Nie Wushuang watched him leave and shook his head gently.
Yang came forward, shook his head and said, "German father is too impatient."
Nie Wushuang eased his face: "Well, that's the case with him. Is there anything for Yang Gong? This palace heard that Lin Nv Shi is Yang Gong's old friend. She has taken care of the Linglong girl a lot."
Her eyes were all inquiry, and she seemed to be asking: why.
Yang Zhi said nothing, only a moment before he said: "In short, the queen mother should not be hurt by such people."
There was a moment of silence between the two, and Nie Wushuang's beautiful eyes were all complicated, and the bronze cigarette in the palace was stubborn, so that she gradually could not see the look on his face. Along the way, she relied on him, used him, and went to the battlefield with him, rescued the only brother, and went through the storm together ... He always stood behind her, hiding his Existence, but when she looked back, she could always see him there silently, and never left.
He had done too much for her, too much ... so much she could not have reported.
With a sigh in her heart, she reached out and held his hand, and his hand shook slightly under the long sleeve, but soon she was as firm as ever.
"It's fine outside and scattered with this palace, and I haven't talked with Grandpa Yang for a long time." She turned her head and smiled slightly at him.
"Yes." Yang Zhi looked up and smiled, helping her walk slowly outside the hall. The light from outside the temple struck the two. Her figure was emaciated, and the phoenix clothes on her body were dazzling, and a faint figure beside her was not left and right. It seemed that she should be hidden under her shadow.
At the end of Wu De's second year, many things seemed destined to happen. In the winter and snow, the Qin Dynasty was hit by snow. Although the relief of food was carried out, but the forces of the reinstatement of the Qin Dynasty were inciting them to become a civil revolution. Xiao Fengqing took the lead in suppressing, and issued an order without Xiao Fengyi's consent, which made the situation faint and uncontrollable. Xiao Fengyi rebuked him for half an hour in the Imperial Study.
When Xiao Fengqing came out of the Imperial Study Room, his face remained the same, even with a smile. At that time, Nie Wushuang was carrying a cup of dim sum and was about to step on the jade stairs. She noticed that she had a pair of sharp eyes staring at herself on the stairs, and she couldn't help looking up.
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