MTL - Emperor’s Conquest-Chapter 31 Entrust

We all underestimated the old party. Despite repeated cleansing of the palace ban, there are still old people loyal to the emperor hiding in the palace.

The emperor was still fine during the early dynasty today. However, on the way to return to the government under Xiao Xiao, he received an urgent message from the palace that the emperor fell into a horse and was seriously injured.

The famous Lulu horse tribute to the Western Region just entered the palace, and the emperor rushed to test the horse. The right and left palace people watched the emperor Zema running faster and faster. At first, no one noticed anything strange until the horse suddenly screamed out of the paddock and ran violently. He ran down and knocked down several housekeepers. The emperor shouted loudly. Call ... It was too late to be intercepted by the right and left, but saw the shocked horse suddenly jumped off the platform and overturned the emperor from midair ... everything happened in an instant.

At this moment, listening to Song Huaien's recounting of the situation at that time still shocked my body to be cold and almost instability.

Xiao Zheng rushed back to the palace, immediately closed the palace ban, mobilized the forbidden army to guard the palace gate, and imprisoned a suspect. Immediately afterwards, the inner guard discovered that a domestic horse's domestic servant had taken poison and committed suicide.

In order to prevent the treasonous party from happening, Xiao Huan ordered Song Huaien to lead the troops to control the central place of Beijing, and ordered him to personally guard the royal palace, strictly guard the assassination of the rebel party, and not allow me to step out of the door.

I was restless and worried in the room. At this time, the situation was weird. Xiao Xiao was in the palace without knowing whether it was dangerous or the emperor's injury ... I was afraid Xiao Xiao could not foresee the change of the situation, and he did n’t know the good or bad. Hold me in the house, forbid me to rush into the palace.

Numerous terrible thoughts lingered, and the more I thought about it, the more I became worried. Even though there are thousands of troops, I am accustomed to his god-like figure. I believe that he is omnipotent, invincible, and will never fall. But he never thought what would happen if one day he was in danger. For so long, I have become accustomed to relying on him and asking for it, but have neglected that he is just a mortal, giving him so little understanding, tolerance and support.

As the shiver trembled, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

I pushed out the door, but saw Song Huaien rushing forward, "The lord sent a message to tell the princess to enter the palace quickly!"

The palace was heavily guarded, and a team of banned troops patrolled every hundred steps, and the gates of the palace were closed by the ban. At present, although there is a tendency of rain coming, but there is no sign of chaos. It seems that the situation in the palace is already under Xiao Qiao's control.

Qianyuan Temple guards stood in front of each other, and the medical officer hurried in and out, and the setting sun sunrayed the jade steps in front of the temple with blood-like colors. In the palace of Nuoda, the housekeepers in the palace held their breath and held their breath. The black crow lay down on his knees, and all the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government had arrived. Even his father and the old sick Gu Laohou were here, and his brother stood up Behind his father. Before the ministers, Xiao Xie stood with his hands on his shoulders, his face was stern, and his whole body exudes anger.

Seeing his figure at a glance, my heart that was suspended for a long time finally came back to reality, but was immediately surrounded by Mori Mori on the temple, with cold hands and feet.

I slowly stepped into the hall and looked around the palace's civil and military, but only I was a woman, everyone's eyes were betting on me ... I salute Xiao Xiao, my father, and Yunde Hou, my father is pale and silent. Gu Laohou Hou was struggling to breathe; Xiao Xiao stared at me deeply, his expression unpredictable, his voice sober, "The queen is waiting for the princess in Zhaoyang Temple."

I was suddenly stunned, and yelled, "The queen summoned her body?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were deep and his meaning was cold. "The emperor has read the widow, and the young master has been reigned. It is inevitable that the harem will be governed. Thanks to the Queen."

There was a buzz in my ears, like smelling a thunderbolt, a breath stalk on my chest, and I couldn't wait for a while—brother Zilong was still complaining to me a few days ago, just like saying that he would visit my mother at Ci'an Temple, for The little prince prayed ... the little prince, he is so young, he can't speak, and without ever calling his mother, he will lose his parents forever ...

"The queen asked to see Princess Yuzhang, Fang Kenjie." Xiao Yan's voice passed into my ears, but it was strange and distant for a moment. I was a little shy, my body trembling, and I couldn't say a word.

Xiao Yan looked at me silently, a faint shadow shrouded between his eyes. I looked at him and looked back at my father, and slowly glanced across the palace's face.

Once the little prince came to the throne and the queen queen came to the dynasty, Xie would once again be the head of a foreign relative, not to mention that Xie had a son-in-law in his hands, and was still loyal to the emperor. With this turn, Gongzhen Chaotang will soon reproduce the blood and rain, neither Xiao Yan nor his father will allow this situation to appear.

Like a festival, it is a foregone conclusion.

My feet were weak, so I needed the palace woman to help me step by step to this Zhaoyang Temple.

At the beginning of the palace lantern, the jade curtain moved slightly, and a wind came straight out of the hall. The baby's weeping sound slammed the bowel.

The three-foot white urn, the gold scabbard silver knife, and the jade cup of wine—lined with bright yellow silk and satin, are all set in a carved gold plate. The emperor's house is so magnificent and even come to death, as if it were a great grace and compassion.

The queen Xie, radiated in white, was holding her baby in her arms, leaning over and kissing, and lingered for a long time. I stood at the door of the inner temple and saw this terrible scene, and stepped into the door without strength.

As if looking back at me, a pale smile swelled, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

I approached slowly and couldn't say anything, just silently looking at her ... This innocent woman was about to be put to death by my husband and father, and I could not only stop it, but also send her on my way.

"The child is crying again, please coax him." It was like frowning and sighing, sending the little cricket to my arms.

This poor child was born to endure hardships. Even the imperial doctor thought he was not going to live long. Who knew that he would stand up strong. But now, his father and mother are leaving him.

I hugged the child and looked up, tears still oozing out, dripping on the child's face. He actually stopped crying, curiously reached out his small hand, and reached over my face, as if trying to wipe my tears away.

It seemed like a smile, and a faint radiance instantly appeared on her face, as beautiful as ever, when she returned to her teenage girl, "Look, baby likes you!"

I suddenly turned my head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"Ama." It's like calling me softly, the voice is infinitely gentle, "In the future, you will watch my baby grow up and teach him to speak and read for me. Don't make people bully him ... and my daughter, no matter what Being emperor princesses or grassroots, as long as they live well, they will have a long life even if they are mediocre. "

With every word she said, she seemed to be cut across me.

She looked at me and suddenly smiled, just as she used to be, but her eyes were infinitely desolate. "You have to promise me, and I will promise them the festival."

I couldn't hold it anymore, I flexed my knees and knelt down in front of her, trembling, "From today, they are my children. I will take care of them and care for them, and treat them as if they were born with their own flesh. Grievance. "

"Thank you, Grandma." It was as if also kneeling down, looking at the child with tears, quietly, "About this is retribution. I have done a lot of people, and now it is my turn ... well, all retribution. For me, don't let the child suffer any more. "The child suddenly groaned and turned to look at her, her eyes clear, as if she understood the words of her mother.

He stood up like a cricket, pulled back and took a few steps back, smiling sternly, "Take him away! Don't let him see me on the road!"

I clenched my teeth and hugged the baby in my arms, bowed deeply to her, and silently called her for the last time in my heart—this journey to Huangquan Luyao, like my sister, is precious.

Stepping out of the Zhaoyang Hall, stepping down the jade steps step by step, behind me there was a long, long driving sound from the housekeeper, "The queen mother-in-law--"

I walked through the palace hall from Zhaoyang Hall to Qianyuan Hall, and dragged the skirts all the way through the dragon and phoenix steps.

There was a bleakness between the heavens and the earth, the cold wind blowing from my face rolled up the veil flying between my arms, the wind was so cold, the heart was so cold, only the small people in my arms gave me the only warmth.

This baby, who was cowering in my arms, was as fragile as a kitten. I don't know if this miserable life has begun.

I slowly stepped into the hall, passed everyone's eyes, and walked towards Xiao Yan. He stood in front of the Jade screen in Jiulong, with a wide-sleeved E-crown. He was not angry and mighty, and seemed to be integrated with this hall. I was instantly misunderstood that he was the master of this place. I held the child to fix him, slowly leaned down, and bowed my head indifferently, "The queen is gone."

For a moment, the palace was silent.

"Let the emperor take a look at His Royal Highness." The silent father suddenly spoke low, trembling slightly, looking at him as if a lot older.

Xiao Zheng nodded silently, looking at the baby in my arms, and there seemed to be a trace of compassion in his cold eyebrows.

I silently walked through the vertical veil, hugged the child to the huge dragon bed, and knelt on the side of the couch. "The emperor, Grandma takes your little highness to see you." The young emperor on the bed breathed a sigh, He lowered his hand from the couch and tried hard. I was near the couch and took the baby in his arms to his pillow. I saw his pale face, blue eyes, and his lips faded. He seemed speechless, his eyes fixed on me for a while, then he blinked suddenly, showing a weird smile.

Suddenly the years went backwards, and I saw the imperious elder brother faintly again. He always liked to tease Zi Xi and me, and every time he did evil, he blinked at us, showing a narrow and proud smile. My tears burst into my eyes, and a trembling sound called to him, "Brother Zilong." He grinned, still the careless tiredness of his eyes, and his eyes were gradually diminished.

I held the child closer and let him see clearly, "Brother Zilong, look, Your Highness looks like you. When he grows up, he must be a naughty little emperor ..."

Suddenly I couldn't say anything, but he laughed and said weakly, "Little poor worm."

"When the horse jumped down, it was like flying ... flying up ..." He started on and off, and although he was angry, he had a different spirit in his eyes. I was pleasantly surprised. I thought he was okay. I turned my head to call the doctor, but saw that he was stiff, his eyes stared at the top, his face flushed with excitement, "I flew up and saw the palace door. You can fly at one point ... get out ... "Suddenly, his voice stopped abruptly, and it was so broken.

The Qianyuan Hall once again hung the plain white and black black veil, calling for the death of another emperor.

After less than a year, the palace bell wailed and the two emperors died. Empress Xie followed the emperor, followed by the body festival, and the supreme emperor was the queen of Emperor Xiaolie Mingzheng, who buried the emperor's tomb.

Overnight, the queen passed away. They quarrelled for a lifetime, and they were resentful companions in the world. After death, they went to the cold tombs of the emperor, but had to accompany each other and never separate.

That night, the Yong'an Palace sent another bad news. The queen mother was shocked by the news and suffered a stroke.

When I arrived, my aunt could not speak anymore, and could only lie down on the bed, her eyes were chaotic and dull, and she would not respond no matter what I said. Since the palace change, she hasn't closed her door and never wants to see anyone again. She hated me, and even more hated the betrayal of her own son. Every time the emperor stepped into Yong'an Palace, she would be ruthlessly repelled, and I could not even enter the gate of Yong'an Palace. I could only look at her from afar. Within a few months, she quickly grew old, her white hair was thick, her back was completely dangling, and now the emperor died, and finally took away her last support, which was tantamount to a fatal blow.

I called her over and over again, but she just stared at the distant side without boundaries, her eyes were blank, her mouth was vague, she said a few words from time to time.

No one understood what she was repeating, only I understood.

What she said was that Qin Se was in control, and it was good.

Since the founding of this dynasty, there has been no precedent for the burial of the queen. The sudden feast of the queen Xie shook up and down the court.

At this critical juncture, Xiao Yan and his father put down their old grievances and became allies again. Xiao Yong forced the aging and hard-working Gu Yong and the other relatives and relatives to pay tribute to Queen Xie. The father blocked the news of the aunt's stroke. The only thing she knew was that the queen mother became sorrowful and fell ill. As soon as the queen died, the young little prince could only be brought up by the queen queen. Once the little queen was ascended, the queen queen assisted the government, which meant that the Wangs once again controlled the royal family.

The former emperor party, led by the royal family and the Xie family, originally thought that the canary was in the background, and while the Wang family was overthrown, Xiao Yue was not stable and took the initiative to remove the emperor. On the head. They thought that holding the two chips of the queen and the son-in-law was the undefeated winner on the court, but they did not know that the icy long sword had been suspended above their heads, and even the queen's skull was cut off without hesitation.

The palace people who were incapable of escorting around the emperor that day, as well as the officials and servants of Taipu Temple, who trained their horses, were sentenced to prison. Soon someone was offered the messenger who murdered the emperor. It was the respectable Hou Xie Wei, who was the chief of the royal family, who was the chief of the royal family. Erase it from the annals of history.

Under the defeat of the Xie family, I saw more and more clearly that the former scenery of the family's high door could no longer cover the brokenness underneath. Some people will always stay in the past glory and refuse to face the storm in front of them. Maybe this is the sadness of the family of gatekeepers. For example, Xiao Xia is not the same as that in the past. He is not the same as his father. He is not a Confucian and Mengmen. He believes that the king is defeated, not the loyalty and kindness ... Once everything will be done, maybe one day, he will The sword in his hand opened up a brand-new river and mountain, and rebuilt an iron-blooded dynasty on the **** sea of ​​the dead mountains.

Facing the heavy soldiers in the hands of the three chief assistants, the empress of Yong'an Palace, and Xiao Xun, the old officials who were originally vacillating and wanted to support Zi Xuan's throne all turned back, saying that the throne of the young prince was justified.

Empress Dowager, the world raised sorrow.

The old white veil in the palace was too late to be replaced, and a new black mantle was hung. The day when the emperor was buried in the emperor's mausoleum, I stopped at the empty Qianyuan Hall and could not cry. After witnessing life and death, my heart finally became hard enough. Brother Zilong and sister-like, who once enjoyed themselves together, were sunk into the abyss of memory, and the names that remained in my heart were only the emperor and Empress Mingzheng.

The new emperor's ascension ceremony was held one month apart.

Above the hall, a curtain hanging from the magnificent dragon chair on the golden wall. The court woman forcibly supported the queen queen to rise to the curtain. I hugged the little emperor and sat down beside my aunt.

With the respect of the Regent King, Xiao Xuan stood on top of Dan Xun and went to the temple with his sword. When he saw Jun, he did not kneel. The ministers knelt on three knees, and the sound of long lived mountains rang through the Golden Hall.

Maybe everyone in the heart of that Dan is wondering, I do n’t know if they really bow down, is it the little baby, or the regent over 10,000 people under that person, I do n’t know who is the true master of the Nine Emperors. .

My gaze passed through the shadowy curtain, looking at him three steps away. His black suit was embroidered with brilliant golden Kowloon patterns, crown crown moths, and sabre glamorous. He looked down at the ministers under the dan, with a sharp silhouette on his side, showing a smile of all sentient beings. He looked back inadvertently, but his eyes penetrated the bead curtain and met my eyes.

I know how many people's blood has been stained under his sword, and how many people's bones have been under his feet, just as my hands are no longer clean. Since ancient times, the king has been defeated. Someone will always fall on the pinnacle of power, and some people will always rise. At this moment, I was at the height of the Golden Palace, overlooking the living beings under my feet, but the defeated like He Jingcheng Hou, has fallen into the distance of Huangquan and became a sacrifice to the throne.

I can only be glad that the winner standing here at the moment is Xiao Yan, and the woman standing beside him is me.

All the dust settled, and the cold winter of Beijing finally passed.

In order to take care of the little emperor, I had to stay in the palace from time to time, staying with the child all night. Perhaps it was really the mother and the child who had a heart, since the poor child had been crying for several days since she was gone, and even the mother was helpless. Only in my arms would I be a little quieter. He started to fall in love with me, no matter if I was eating or sleeping, I had to be by my side, often disturbing me to sleep through the night.

Xiao Zheng is now regent, and government affairs are even more busy. The Korean and Chinese factions have changed, and the situation is delicate. The power of the gatekeeper family has been continuously weakened, and the Han family officials have been greatly promoted. However, the selection of talents from the Han people is not a matter of overnight, and governing the country by the state is not something that a military person in the army can do. It still needs to rely on the power of the gate family. Trivia is endless, and we are too busy with each other, so we have no chance to untie our hearts. Whenever I am facing up, I always see a drape across the curtain, staring silently at his figure, and his eyes will pass me by accident.

In the early spring, the sun is warm, according to the cold branches of the green trees in the royal garden, it is very kind. Rare weather is fine, my grandmother and I took Jinger for a walk in the garden.

According to the rules of the royal family, the child will be given the life of his father when the full moon, but Jinger did not have the opportunity to get the name given by his father. When Nei Shi asked the Empress Dowager to show, the aunt was still haunting those eight words,

Qin Se is at the Imperial Palace, and Jing Jing is better, so I decided to let the child's name be Jing.

These days finally made him slowly get used to sleeping with his grandmother, and no longer entangled me day and night. I thought it was time to return to the palace for the past two days, and staying in the palace for a long time was always unsettled.

The grandmother hugged the child and suddenly cried in surprise, "Yeah, the emperor is laughing."

At one glance, the child narrowed his bright eyes, really grinned, and smiled at me. Suddenly, a thick and tender heart burst into my heart, looking at this innocent smile, even reluctant to look away.

"He laughs so beautifully." I took the child with joy, and when I looked up, I saw the grandmother and the maids kneeling behind me, bowing down and saluting-Xiao Zhuo Zhuan Ran stood under the corridor of the warm court with a touch of faintness. With a smile, there was no attendant around, and I didn't know how long I stood there, and how long I looked at it, I never noticed. I looked at him, indulged in his gentle eyes, and forgot a word for a while. He walked slowly, and his color was so warm that he rarely had the usual coldness. The grandmother rushed forward and hugged the child, and led a group of people quietly back down.

"I haven't seen you so happy for a long time." He stared at me, and said softly, with a little sorrow.

I lowered my head, and smiled pretentiously, "It's just Prince Wang who hasn't noticed for a long time."

"Really?" He looked at me with a smile, "The princess sounded a little bit grievous."

I flushed my cheeks for a while, and for a long time never laughed at him, but didn't know how to respond.

"Follow me." He smiled, held my hand, and said he took me to the depths of the imperial garden.

The forest path is deep, the courthouse is empty, and occasionally birds fly over the empty branches, and the chirps whisper around the forest. Fine dry leaves squeaked under our feet, and we walked side by side, each silent, and no one ever broke the silence.

He held my hand, his fingers were intertwined, and his palm was extra warm. My heart went back and forth a thousand times, and countless words of hand-in-hand travelling in front of me passed by my eyes. Thousands of words have become redundant at this moment.

"I slept well last night, but I was entangled by the children?" He said lightly, just as usual when he was idle. I smiled, "Jinger is very good now, not so entangled, and these days, I slowly get used to sleeping with my grandmother."

"Then why is your face tired?" His fingers clasped and let me get closer to him.

I looked down for a moment and finally summoned my courage and blurted out, "Because someone made me sleepless all night."

He stopped and looked at me with scorching eyes.

"Whenever I think of this person, I always worry about it, I don't know what to do." I frowned and sighed.

His eyes were gentle and scorching as if to melt people, "Why?"

I bit my lip and said, "I used to blame him so badly that I didn't know him ... I don't know if he still blame me."

Xiao Yan laughed suddenly, with a smile under his eyebrows, "Stupid girl, who would be willing to blame you!"

For a while, I only felt that the coldness and coldness turned into spring and warmth. I looked up at him and smiled, seeing that he smiled contentedly, and he couldn't help but become stubborn. "Dad really won't blame me?"

Xiao Yan's smile froze on his face, and the look of that moment made me can't help but laugh suddenly ... He tightened his waist tightly and dragged him into his arms. He was angered, his eyes narrowed slightly, flashing frightening anger. I bit my lip and smiled, raised my face, and looked at him provocatively. He leaned over and approached me, and his thin lips were about to cover my lips, but swept across his cheek softly, his warm breath twitched in his ears. I was so soft that I couldn't resist halfway, closing my eyes slightly to meet his lips ... but after a long time, nothing happened. I opened my eyes in amazement, but saw him smirking at me with a smile, "What are you waiting for?" I was embarrassed and hated to push him, but was surrounded by him tighter. His lips fell suddenly to my ears, neck, chin ...

I closed my eyes and lay on his chest, and finally said what my heart said for a long time, "If I really can't have children, would you accept another wife?"

His arms tightened abruptly and embraced me tighter, "If I had promised you in Ningshuo, if you have forgotten, I will say it again!"

"I never forgot." I raised my eyes and stared at him, without trembling, "But if I ever ..."

"No!" He interrupted me sharply, his eyes burning, and no doubt about it, "The world is big, I believe that there is always a way to heal you! Central Plains, Mobei, South Xinjiang ... I found all the elixir for you. "

"If you can't find it forever?" I stared at him with tears. "If you grow old and die, you won't find ... Will you regret it?"

"If that's the case, I'm destined." His eyes were firm and firm, and he sighed, "I have killed countless lives in my life, even if I am lonely, I deserve it. But God gave you to me ... Fortunately, even if God takes back everything else, at least we still have each other! In the future, when I am old and faint, at least you will grow old with me. I have known this life. "

Throughout his life, he has been content, and I have been content.

I'm obsessed with his eyebrows, his eyes, his curly hair ... this life is obsessed with love everywhere. The warmth in my heart grew stronger and stronger, and turned into a bright flame, which burned each other's suspicion and sadness.

Tears rolled down, and I couldn't stop sliding down my face. I smiled slowly. "You said you were going to go to this life together, and you never regret it. Even if I am jealous, ill, and have no son, I have three out of seven sins. Repent. "

He moved deeply, gazing at me silently, and holding my hand. The cold light flashed in front of him, and his sword was returned before he could see his movements clearly. I had a slight pain in my hand and looked down, but it was just a tiny wound, exuding a little scarlet blood. There was blood coming out of the wound on his palm, and he immediately gripped with my fingers, and his palms were close together, and the blood of the two was mixed together.

Xiao Xun looked at me sternly and slowly said, "The children I have born will be born of Wang Xi. Even if I have no children, I will never marry another life. With blood as the oath, heaven and earth are the same."