He was very close to Zhu Xu, and his voice was very low, he said: "Your Highness, at this time, you must not mess around."

Zhu Xu looked at him from the side, took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and also whispered: "How is the emperor's wife?"

Seeing that Zhu Xu didn't lose his mind, Liu Shimin took a step back and said, "Return to Your Highness, Your Majesty is quite stable, the palace has been sealed, and no news will spread."

Zhu Xu stood where he was, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he nodded his heart like an electric shock, and said, "Thank you, father-in-law, for your suggestion."

Liu Shimin bowed slightly, turned and left.

Standing behind Zhu Xu, Cao Huachun and Cao Wenzhao also became worried.If the emperor really had an accident at this pass, not to mention that the lack of heirs would affect the foundation of the country, Nurhachi in Liaodong alone would make people feel uneasy.

Zhu Xu looked at Liu Shimin's back, gritted his teeth secretly, and said, "Let's go back to the palace and wait for the letter."

Cao Huachun and Cao Wenzhao also knew that the matter was serious, and followed Zhu Xu back to Jinghuan Palace.

At this time, no place in Ming Dynasty was clean. Even if the palace ban was enforced, there was still a lot of wind and rain outside the palace, and there were many discussions.

Even Yang Lian intended to imitate the "moving palace case" back then, intending to lead people into the palace to meet Queen Zhang.

But firstly, there is martial law in the capital, and secondly, there is a palace ban, so Yang Lian and others cannot break into the palace.But still contacted a large group of people, clamoring and asking to enter the palace to face the saint.

At night, not only did it not stop, but it became more and more violent. Some people even openly proposed to welcome King Fu to Beijing to succeed him. This was a strange start. King Lu, King Tang, King Ping in Beijing, and even King Xin I mentioned it, but Hui Wang Zhu Xu seemed to be forgotten by everyone.

In the middle of the night, the Qianqing Palace was brightly lit, and there was depression everywhere, and the maids who came and went were afraid to show their atmosphere.

Zhu Youxiao woke up coughing, lying on a high pillow, his brows were all gray, and his eyes were dim. Empress Zhang sat by the bed and fed him gruel.

Zhu Youxiao ate a few mouthfuls, looked at Queen Zhang weakly and said, "Let Yanyao go out."

Empress Zhang looked at Zhu Youxiao still thinking about this bitch, her brows froze, she pursed her lips and waved her hands behind her.

Huan'er immediately ordered two maidservants to take Zhang Yanyao out, leaving only the emperor and empress in the room.

Zhu Youxiao patted Empress Zhang's hand lightly, and said softly, "Empress, I made you worry."

Queen Zhang is a strong person, but looking at Zhu Youxiao at this moment and listening to his words, tears could not help but fall down.

Zhu Youxiao's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he managed to keep his spirits up. He patted her hand, comforted her for a while, and said abruptly, "Which one do you think is suitable to succeed King Xin or King Hui?"

Empress Zhang's expression changed drastically. Although she knew that Zhu Youxiao's life was not long, but arranging the funeral so quickly made her feel as if she had been hammered hard, and she was at a loss.

Seeing Empress Zhang's expression, Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly, and said, "Prince Chuanying, ministers of the cabinet, ministers and workers, and King Xin came to see me."

Empress Zhang cried even more, but she also knew that this matter should not be delayed, so she sent someone out to deliver a letter.

Taking this opportunity, she wiped Zhu Youxiao's face and straightened his clothes to make him look less embarrassed.

Zhu Youxiao looked at Empress Zhang's sad face, held her hand, and said softly: "Don't worry about anything, I will take care of it."

Empress Zhang sat by the bed, holding his hand, her tears were like broken threads, she couldn't stop no matter what.They can be considered to have experienced ups and downs, and it is not easy to get to this day. The relationship between the two is most like a married couple.

Although there was a palace ban, but Zhang Weixian and others were called into the palace, Zhu Xu got the letter immediately.

He stood in front of the palace in a long robe, looking at the brightly lit Qianqing Palace like a bright light in the dark palace.

Cao Wenzhao, Cao Huachun, and even Yao Qingqing did not feel sleepy, they accompanied Zhu Xu and looked at Qianqing Palace together.

The emperor was seriously ill, and most of the important ministers were summoned at this time to make a will and establish a crown prince!

Zhu Xu raised his head and looked up at the starry night, feeling a big stone in his heart, like a lump in his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He had planned too much, but he did not expect Zhu Youxiao's illness to come so suddenly. I am afraid that the influence of forces outside the palace on the Crown Prince can be ignored. At this time, it all depends on Zhu Youxiao's thoughts.

Chapter 184

Xin Wang Zhu Youjian lived in the palace, Zhu Xu didn't know that he was also called into the Qianqing Palace.

It wasn't until he entered the Qianqing Palace that the news reached Zhu Xu's ears through a secret channel.

Standing in front of the palace gate, Zhu Xu's expression darkened when he heard the news. With his hands behind his back, he squinted at the stars all over the sky.

The originally bright, flickering night sky, filled with endless light, now looked to Zhu Xu like a silent beast, with its bloody mouth wide open, approaching at high speed, intending to engulf him, engulf the entire Daming!

The three of Cao Wenzhao quickly noticed Zhu Xu's mood, and Cao Wenzhao leaned closer and said, "Your Highness, is there any problem?"

These few people haven't discovered the real purpose of Zhu Xu's actions. Looking at his expression, they only think that there is something wrong.

Zhu Xu lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath, and with a look of determination on his face, he turned his head to look at Cao Huachun and said, "Did you let go of the person I asked you to put in Xinwang Palace?"

Cao Huachun's expression changed slightly when he heard Zhu Xu's "my lord", and when he thought of that person again, his eyes slowly opened wide, and then his whole body was cold, and the corners of his mouth trembled.

He was originally an extremely smart person, he connected everything together, he... figured it out!

He knew what His Royal Highness Prince Hui was going to do!

Zhu Xu's eyes were full of indifference, and his tone was terrifyingly calm: "Let that person get ready and wait for news from me."

Cao Huachun trembled all over, gritted his teeth suddenly, his eyes were red, he knelt down on the ground, bowed down and said: "Yes, I will go in person, if, if... Your Highness, please take care of the Cao family!"

Zhu Xu turned his head and looked at the stars all over his head. He could smell the smell of blood intuitively. The corner of his mouth almost whispered: "This king is here, and the Cao family is here."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Cao Huachun kowtowed, stood up, bowed his body, and left Jinghuan Palace with quick and slow steps, disappearing into the night.

Yao Qingqing was still ignorant and didn't know what happened.But Cao Wenzhao was the one who knew Zhu Xu's affairs the most, and his complexion changed drastically at this moment, but suddenly the military style appeared, he knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, any order, I will die!"

"just wait."

Zhu Xu looked calm, and many long-lost memories came to mind.

"Ten Days in Yangzhou", "Three Massacres in Jiading", "Keep your head but not your hair, keep your hair but not your head", even "Ning and allies are not slaves to domestic slaves" and the tragic and unbearable modern history.

At this moment, in the Qianqing Palace, a group of cabinet ministers, the British Duke Zhang Weixian and Xin Wang were standing not far from Zhu Youxiao's bed.

Zhu Youxiao looked at these people with his head tilted, blinked his eyes, his vision was a little blurred, and he couldn't see the faces of these people clearly.

"Mr. Sun, draft a decree."

Zhu Youxiao's voice was a little low, his chest heaved and heaved, as if he was dying.

Everyone was terrified, the emperor who was fine yesterday, looked like this today, I am afraid that this will be the emperor with the shortest life span in Ming Dynasty.

But they didn't have the heart to think about it. They all knew that Zhu Youxiao called them here to explain the funeral.

Gu Bingqian, Sun Chengzong, Wei Guanghui, and even Zhang Weixian all looked at Wang Xin who was standing silently beside him with a sad and dignified expression.

Is he the successor?

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