Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Di Renjie, who was not far away, heard all the conversation between Zhiyu and Li Xianhui.

He sighed with mixed feelings in his heart, Prince Liang..., did he want the princess to take over from her, or did he have other intentions?

Once the Jiangnan East Road case was revealed, the whole world was shocked.

After receiving the news, Wu Zetian, who was sitting high in the court, was so angry that she got very angry in the court.

All the officials who were inextricably related to this matter were thrown into jail by her.

Even if her nephew is among these people, she has no mercy.

It took almost three months to handle the Gangnam East Road case.

After settling everything, Zhiyu and his party left Jiangnan East Road and went to other places.

The trick of feinting a shot has been used before, and if it is used again, the effect will be greatly reduced.

So Zhiyu chose to attack directly this time.

In the first year of Zhengsheng, during the third year of the external investigation of corruption, Wu Zetian became seriously ill, and Zhiyu and his party were recalled to Luoyang.

As soon as he arrived at Wu Zetian's bedroom, a strong medicinal smell spread in his nose.

Seeing Zhiyu coming, Shangguan Wan'er quickly came up and saluted: "Meet the King of Liang."

Zhiyu nodded, "Sir Shangguan, do you know where your mother is now?"

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Wan'er glanced in the direction of the inner palace and handed the medicine in her hand to Zhiyu: "Your Majesty kept calling the prince's name in his dream."

"Your Majesty, you might as well go and see His Majesty."

Zhiyu took the medicine handed over by Shangguan Wan'er, nodded and said, "Thank you."

With that said, Zhiyu opened the bead curtain and stepped into the inner hall.

"Yue'er..."

"Yue'er, don't leave."

Wu Zetian on the bed seemed to be in a nightmare, her voice urgent and sad.

Zhiyu stepped forward and sat down on the small stool in front of the bed.

At this time, the voice of the system came into my mind: "Zhiyu, she is fine and will be fine in a while."

Zhiyu nodded calmly, still holding the medicine Shangguan Wan'er gave her in her hand.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Zetian slowly opened her eyes on the bed.

After seeing the figure in front of the bed, she opened her mouth and shouted hoarsely: "Yue'er?"

Zhiyu put the medicine aside and stepped forward to support Wu Zetian, "It's your minister."

Hearing this, Wu Zetian shook his head subconsciously and said with blurred eyes: "No, you are not my Yue'er."

"I want my moon."

Zhiyu shook his head and sighed in a gentle voice: "Mother Emperor, are you disowning your son?"

Hearing Zhiyu's voice, Wu Zetian's rationality returned slightly.

After seeing Zhiyu who was supporting her clearly, she was slightly stunned: "Yueer, you are back."

Zhiyu nodded, "When I heard that the Queen Mother was seriously ill, my sons and ministers hurried back."

Hearing this, Wu Zetian grabbed Zhiyu's hand fiercely, pushed her sleeve up, and his eyes fell on the birthmark on her hand.

Seeing the familiar birthmark, she slowly put down Zhiyu's sleeves and murmured in a lost voice:

"It's true, this birthmark is real."

Looking at the unconscious person in front of him, Zhiyu sighed with some regret.

Wu Zetian's love for Princess Taiping was somewhat sincere.

Otherwise, how could she have suspected it for so long...

"Mother, please drink the medicine first."

"Drink the medicine so that your body can recover as soon as possible."

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"I met my aunt."

Outside the inner hall, Li Longji and Li Guoer, who had returned from school, saw Zhiyu and quickly bowed their hands.

Zhiyu looked at the two people who had grown a lot taller: "In the past few years, you are still used to living in the palace."

After hearing this, the two of them looked at each other, and finally nodded with pain on their faces, "Aunt Qi, we are fine in the palace."

Hearing what the two said, Zhiyu nodded slightly, "That's good."

"Intensify your exercise during this period. When your royal grandmother recovers from her illness in a while, your aunt will take you to the battlefield."

Hearing this, the two people's eyes instantly lit up. Li Bao'er asked excitedly, "Auntie, can I go too?"

Zhiyu nodded, "This is natural."

"If I don't take you there, why would you let me practice martial arts for so many years?"

After getting the answer he wanted, Li Guoer instantly smiled and said, "Auntie, I will practice martial arts well during this period and will never embarrass my auntie on the battlefield."

Zhiyu took a look at their current bodies and said with a smile: "You and Xianhui haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Let's compete with her another day and let Auntie see your recent level."

The two nodded happily after hearing this, "Yes."

When Wu Zetian woke up again, it was completely dark.

Seeing the maids coming in and out of the palace, she frowned with a headache, "Is Yue'er back?"

After hearing her words, the palace maid standing in front of the bed bowed slightly and said, "Go back to Your Majesty, Prince Liang will be back in the afternoon."

Wu Zetian was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

Could it be that the memory in my mind was not a dream?

After a long while, Wu Zetian sighed and said tiredly: "Go get my jade seal."

"Let people go down and inform all the officials, and they will go to court as usual tomorrow."

The palace maid respectfully said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

The next day.

When Zhiyu arrived at the palace early, Wu Zetian also woke up.

She sat back on the bed and pointed to the desk beside her, "Yue'er, sit there."

"Thank you, Mother."

"You should take a look at the folds on this table."

"Yes."

After receiving Wu Zetian's order, Zhiyu responded and opened the booklet to read.

After holding a stick of incense, Zhiyu stood up and bowed her hands respectfully towards Wu Zetian, "Mother, my son, I have finished reading."

"Cough cough."

After hearing Zhiyu's words, Wu Zetian coughed uncomfortably for a while, and then said weakly: "Now that you've finished reading, let's go to court."

Hearing this, Jade was a little surprised: "Go to court?"

Wu Zetian waved her hand, nodded and said, "Go, don't waste time."

"Then Queen Mother, do you have anything to explain?"

Wu Zetian shook his head, "You make up your own mind about everything."

After hearing this, Yu Ming understood that Wu Zetian wanted to test her.

"My son, please retire."

All the officials waited in court for a long time, but instead of waiting for Wu Zetian who was seriously ill, they waited for Zhiyu who had just returned to Luoyang.

Seeing Zhiyu, who was even more majestic than before, all the officials felt sad. Prince Liang... actually looked more like a prince than a prince.

They have all seen how outstanding Prince Liang has been over the years.

In Prince Liang, they seemed to see the shadow of His Majesty and Gaozong.

Compared to the two deposed princes, Prince Liang is more like the biological son of Emperor Gaozong and His Majesty...

It's a pity that such an outstanding person is not a prince.

If she were a prince, the Tang Dynasty would surely be prosperous in the future, with all nations coming to court.

Zhiyu walked up to the high platform and scanned the crowd with indifferent yet majestic eyes:

"Everyone, my mother is seriously ill, and I will go to court today on my behalf."

Hearing what Zhiyu said, all the officials quickly raised their hands and said in unison: "Meet the King of Liang."

Zhiyu nodded: "My lords, there is no need to be too polite."