Liu E walked into Funing Palace, her eyes suddenly turned black, her feet softened and she almost fainted. Fortunately, the maid next to her was helped in time, so she did not fall to the ground.

"Empress!" the maid screamed.

"No obstacle." Liu E waved his hand and whispered: "This matter must not be discussed with the government."

Although her voice was not loud and her eyes were faint, the maid was clever and immediately bowed and agreed: "Yes!"

"Yeah!" Liu E nodded lightly, took a deep breath, and continued to walk towards the back hall of Funing Palace.

He lifted the bead curtain in the back hall and went in. When Zhao Heng, who was lying on the sickbed, saw her coming, he was happy and pretended to get up.

Seeing this, Liu E hurried over to support him, worriedly saying, "Officials should not move around."

As she said that, she took the brocade pillow handed over by the waitress and stuffed it behind Zhao Zhen's waist so that he could lean on it.

Zhao Heng lay halfway, holding Liu E's hand, and smiled and said, "These days have only made you suffer. You are working hard inside and outside, and you have a rare time to have free time, so why don't you rest well?"

"Just just now, Ding Wei prepared a generous gift to my palace, and I asked someone to return it to him." Liu E thought for a while and said softly.

Sure enough, when Zhao Heng heard this, he immediately showed an angry look on his face: "This Ding Wei is obsessed with it and is still pursuing!"

When he was about to finish his words, he coughed violently. Liu E hurriedly handed over the silk silk, Zhao Heng took it, covering her mouth and coughed uncontrollably.

While Liu E stretched out her hand behind her back to make peace for him, she took the water handed over by the maid and served Zhao Zhen to drink.

When Zhao Zhen took off the silk silk and was about to drink water, Liu E took the silk silk and found a touch of bright red on it.

Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she carefully comforted her: "Don't be angry, you feel so uncomfortable, I... I'm really worried when I see it."

Zhao Heng shook his head, stopped coughing, and then held Liu E's hand, and comforted her: "Don't be anxious, I, cough cough, I won't cough."

Although he endured the cough, it was a natural reaction of the body. It was not something he could bear, and he coughed out uncontrollably from time to time.

Liu E's eyes were so moist that her eyes were wet, but nothing was useful to say at this time, so she could only reach out and keep calm for him.

After a while, Zhao Heng finally took a sip of water, sighed a long sigh, and said weakly: "Ding Wei deceived his superiors and concealed his subordinates, and was corrupt and abused the law. I am indeed annoyed him, but I have thought about it carefully and cannot deal with him."

In fact, there is no need for Zhao Heng to say much about the things in this, Liu E also knew in her heart that she just gently stroked Zhao Heng's chest, listening to him while being calm for him.

Zhao Heng looked ahead with a dull eyes, and his tone was a little sad: "After all, he has followed me... a minister who has been with him for decades, and I was seriously ill at this time, so it was inappropriate to kill the ministers. Cough cough cough... What's more, I, the emperor of the Song Dynasty and the scholars and officials, Zu Xun, cough cough cough cough cough, Zu Xun has a commandment to not kill the ministers."

He pondered for a moment, came to his senses, looked at Liu E, and sighed: "Let him beg for bones and take the initiative to retire, which can be considered a decent result for him."

Liu E nodded gently and smiled gently: "The official is kind."

...

The bright moon hangs high, the dark clouds are half-covered, and the city is dark, with only the sound of the more twitching sounds. Occasionally, there are night birds flying in a fright or a few shrill cats.

Ding Wei lay on the bed with a pale face, as if he was having some nightmare, his head occasionally dodged left and right, his teeth were clenched, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

Suddenly, he shouted in horror: "Unpared, wronged... the official family spares his life... the official family spares his life..."

Wake up by his shouting. Mrs. Ding half-supported her upper body and rubbed her eyes. Seeing Ding Wei's distracted look, she was slightly shocked and quickly shook Ding Wei gently and called him: "Master? Master?"

In the dream, under the scorching sun, a powerful executioner with flying eyebrows and eyes and bearded faces is fiercely raising his shaking sword.

With a blood-red piece of token with the word "名" written on it, it flew from a distance and fell on the ground in front of me with a snap. The executioner shouted lightly and slashed the big knife in his hand!

"Ah!" Ding Wei screamed and sat up suddenly, gasping heavily, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.

Mrs. Ding was startled, subconsciously shrank into the quilt, and instantly stood up slightly, pulled Ding Wei's sleeve, and tentatively said, "Master?"

Ding Wei touched the back of his head and touched his neck until he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his face showed a look of surviving the disaster.

Turning his head to look at the lady, Ding Wei opened his mouth, said nothing, waved his hand, and lay down heavily on the bed, looking at the roof with his eyes blankly, feeling confused, and no longer sleepy for a moment.

...

In the dark underground palace, there were constant sounds of water hitting the stone.

A mysterious man wearing a black cloak and a strange mask slowly walked out of the shadow.

"You failed. I have said that it is hard to become a great man as timid as you." His voice was hoarse, and he sounded like he was about fifty years old.

Looking down at the mysterious figure, there was a man in a black cloak standing opposite him, who seemed to be Doumu Tianzun wearing a mask of ghosts and gods.

Doumu Tianzun snorted coldly: "Rareless! What is my identity as Miao Xun? Is it your turn to teach you a lesson?"

The mysterious man on the opposite side slowed down and was not angry, but said in a deep voice: "We have a lot of support for your plan! But what we want has nowhere to go so far! The master is very dissatisfied with you!"

Doumu Tianzun was silent for a while, slowly turned around, and turned his back to the mysterious man: "I will definitely give what I promised to you, just wait for my plan to be accomplished!"

The mysterious man caught up and asked, "When will you succeed?"

Doumu Tianzun said: "I originally planned to use the magical illusion of virtue to create an image of a god and man, and then bewitch Zhao Heng's initiative to abdicate in the descendants of Taizu, and change the world in the most stable state to ensure peace in the world. However, I did not expect that human calculations were not as good as God's calculations..."

The mysterious man said coldly: "So, you still failed!"

Doumu Tianzun sneered proudly and said slowly: "It's too early to lose at this time. I... have another trick to subdue the chess."

After saying that, he was silent for a moment and whispered a grim smile.

The bright moonlight sprinkled from the hole on the top of the underground palace, shining coldly on two mysterious people wearing black clothes, black cloaks, and ferocious masks like ghosts and gods. In the mist, the figures of the two were like evil ghosts in the Nine Nethers, making them look extremely evil.

...

Early the next morning, just after breakfast, Ding Wei's mansion welcomed the palace's will.

The person who sent the order was Ding Wei's old acquaintance Lei Yungong. At this time, Lei Yungong looked cold and stood two rows of small eunuchs standing in front of Ding Wei.

"Your Majesty's oral remarks: I'm still a little hard work, so I won't go into his confusion. I'll let myself resign and beg for my hometown in the morning tomorrow. It's also a little decent that I have given him!!"

Ding Wei's eyes were confused, and he seemed to have not heard clearly what Lei Yungong was saying, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Ding Wei, why don't you accept the order to thank me?" Lei Yungong waited for a while, and saw that Ding Wei did not say a word, frowned and shouted in a deep voice.

"Ah?" Ding Wei looked up blankly and looked at Lei Yungong.

"Isn't you still going to receive the order to thank me?" Lei Yungong was a little impatient.

Ding Wei came back to his senses, his whole body trembled, and he kowtowed to the ground in despair, closed his eyes and said with a slight voice: "Old minister... receive the order to thank him..."

Lei Yungong glanced at Ding Wei sideways, his expression regained his indifference, and said indifferently: "Our family has sent the oral order to the emperor. Mr. Ding, please do it yourself."

As he said that, he shook his sleeves and turned around and left with the eunuchs.

As soon as Lei Yungong left, Ding Wei immediately sat down on the ground with a dismay, his eyes lost, as if he had suddenly become ten years old.

In the side hall, Mrs. Ding walked out quickly, squatted down and shook Ding Wei, crying and asking what happened: "Master, why did you suddenly want to retire and return home?Master? What happened?Master, what did you say?"

Ding Wei's body was shaken by her, but his eyes were gone and he didn't say a word.
Chapter completed!