Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

At this point, except for Jiangnan, all other clues have been cut off.

The family of the little palace maid brought back by An Yi could not stand the torture in the dark guard camp and all lost their lives.

Emperor Yinde has been even more worried recently. He spends the whole day going to the harem, that is, to Xinran Palace to see Qiao Chongrong and the fourth prince Chengxuan, and then to see Su Qingyao and the children.

Every time he went to Xinran Palace, Qiao Chongrong would ask who harmed her child, which made Emperor Yin De even more irritable.

It was soon the anniversary of Chengjin's death, and there was no trace of Chengping. It also happened to be the Wanshou Festival of Emperor Yinde. He was so confused that he stopped reviewing the memorial and asked Li Fuhai to send it to Qintian Prison.

While Li Fuhai was leaving to pass on the throne, Emperor Yin De thought about the Wanshou Festival since he ascended the throne. He really didn't have a moment of silence.

In the third year of Yinde's reign, he originally thought that the Wanshou Festival would be celebrated grandly and well, showing the magnanimity of a great nation, but he did not expect that Queen Chun Zhao Yiren and Jing Chen would...

In the fourth year of Yinde's reign, on his Wanshou Festival, he cooperated with Shangguan Xiaolin and captured the entire Zhou clan. His concubine Zhou Yingxue, who had been with him for more than six years, was killed by him with a glass of poisonous wine.

In the fifth year of Yinde's reign, Chengjin had just passed away, so he did not hold a Wanshou Festival.

This year is his sixth year on the throne. Taiping has just left, and he is not in the mood to celebrate this year's Wanshou Festival.

"Your Majesty, the Qintian Prison has arrived." Li Fuhai came in to report.

"Pass it on." Emperor Yin De said, putting away the memorial at his hand and sitting on the dragon chair.

"I bow before your majesty. Long live your majesty." Qin Tianjian saluted.

"Come on, I've sent my love to you today. I have something important to ask you." Emperor Yinde said and motioned for everyone in the palace to retreat.

After all, everything Qin Tianjian says is related to the fate of the country.

"My two children both left me in October, and my Wanshou Festival is also in October. Aiqing, do you think this is man-made or God's will?"

Emperor Yinde never thought about it too much before, but now, he has to think about it more.

Qin Tianjian bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Wei Chen feels that these two things are indeed man-made when viewed separately. However, as His Majesty said, whether there is a part of God's will, Wei Chen really dare not say now."

"We understand your majesty's love for Prince Chongheng and the fifth prince. If your majesty is worried that something like this will happen again, you can organize some happy events in October in addition to your Wanshou Festival, because you are still in Chunzhao During the mourning period of Empress Yiren, the ministers only made suggestions."

"Happy event?" Emperor Yinde rubbed the ring on his finger, thinking about whether there was anyone's birthday in October.

"I remember that the young master of General Shangguan's family should be born in October. How about a big birthday party?"

Qin Tianjian carefully replied, "Your Majesty, I think this is inappropriate. Although the young master Shangguan is loved by your Majesty, he is not a member of the royal family after all."

Emperor Yin De frowned, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Wei Chen thinks that we can seal the harem or grant amnesty to the whole world."

Emperor Yinde thought for a while, put down the tea cup in his hand, waved his hand to signal Qin Tianjian to step back, and called Li Fuhai in.

"Send Concubine Xian over."

Li Fuhai agreed and was about to pass on the message, but was stopped.

"I'd better go to Weiyang Palace,"

"Yes, let's drive to Weiyang Palace."

In Weiyang Palace, Su Qingyao was watching the children practicing calligraphy in the side hall. After several months of practice, Chengjue could already write simple calligraphy, and so could Yun Shu.

Chengze was still too young and could only draw on rice paper with a brush, but he was extremely serious when drawing, so Su Qingyao just let him go.

Emperor Yinde looked at the unusual silence in Weiyang Palace and thought it was because the children were sleeping, so he walked into the side hall without anyone announcing it. He didn't expect that they were all working so hard.

"Father." Yun Shu was tired of writing and was about to put down her brush and take a rest when she saw Emperor Yin De standing at the door.

The little princess stood up directly, ran to Emperor Yin De, and opened her short arms to her, obviously asking for a hug.

When she shouted, Su Qingyao and the two little guys also realized that Emperor Yin De was here.

"Why are you lazy, Xiao Xiazi? Your Majesty, you don't know how to report it when you come here?" Su Qingyao scolded Emperor Yinde for his blessing.

"I thought the children were sleeping, so I didn't ask the slaves to report. I didn't expect them to write so seriously."

As Emperor Yin De said, he put Yun Shu down and decided to finish discussing the business with Su Qingyao before playing with the children.

"We are all serious." When Yun Shu said this, her tone was somewhat proud.

Chengjue and Chengze on the side also nodded.

"Okay, when next spring comes, my father will send you to study in the Master's Study Room."

Seeing how happy the children were, Emperor Yin De took Su Qingyao's hand and said, "Yao'er, let the children play by themselves for a while."

Su Qingyao could tell from the way Emperor Yin De put Yun Shu down just now that he had something to do with her.

Su Qingyao agreed, asked the wet nurse to watch the children, and went to the main hall with Emperor Yinde.

Emperor Yinde sat on the soft couch and asked the palace officials to bring pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

The rice paper was spread out, and Emperor Yin De held the writing brush in his hand and wrote a few words solemnly, 'Xian Fei Su Qingyao: Xian Noble Concubine. ’

Su Qingyao was sitting on the other side of the soft body, supporting her head with one hand, watching him write with a smile, and seemed to appreciate it very much.

Later, Emperor Yinde wrote the titles, positions and names of other concubines below.

Then he made a cross behind De Fei, Qiao Chongrong and Qin Chongyuan.

The moment he raised his eyes, he saw Su Qingyao staring at him seriously.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Qingyao pouted her cherry-like mouth, "Your Majesty has written so much, but I still don't know which song your Majesty is singing?"

Emperor Yinde handed the rice paper to Su Qingyao and asked her to read it clearly.

"I want to seal the harem."

Su Qingyao echoed, "This is a good thing."

"You can write the rest, my noble concubine."

Emperor Yinde also handed the writing brush to Su Qingyao's hand, then picked up the ink stick and helped Su Qingyao grind the ink while looking at her with his head propped up.

Su Qingyao looked and saw that what she was holding was not rice paper and a brush at all, but the power she was holding.

"I can't do this, Your Majesty..."

Before Su Qingyao could finish speaking, Emperor Yinde stopped her, "Write quickly, I will listen to the imperial concubine this time."

Su Qingyao put the rice paper on the sandalwood table, took the brush and lightly dipped it in some ink.

Now that there is no concubine in the palace, her name, Su Qingyao, is written on the list of concubines.

The next one was Gu Yunchu, Concubine De, but Emperor Yin De had no intention of giving Concubine De the promotion points this time.

Su Qingyao knew everything about Changxin Palace. It seemed that Emperor Yinde was determined not to give the Gu family this face.