Tragic death on wedding night, replacement doctor concubine reborn to kill the whole family

I stood at the gate of Qixiang Palace for a long time.

When the master and servant were about to go back, they turned around and saw the emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe.

The two were shocked and didn't know when the emperor would come.

And whether the emperor heard what they said.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." The master and servant hurriedly saluted.

The emperor slowly approached, and after seeing clearly that it was Concubine Li, he asked, "Why are you here?"

Juan Ling's mind went a little blank.

She bowed again, looked at the Qixiang Palace gate, and then thought of an excuse, saying, "I haven't greeted my sister, the Imperial Concubine Duan yet, so I came to take a look."

The emperor frowned slightly. He didn't expect that Concubine Li was so well-behaved and sensible.

At this time, Xiu Yi and Li Fu, who were following closely behind the emperor, quietly retreated to the side and watched their masters move forward, following them closely.

Juan Ling followed the emperor. The emperor was so cold and majestic that she felt a little scared.

Under the moonlight, without palace lanterns, they walked to the Imperial Garden and had a long talk in the cool breeze of late autumn.

The emperor changed the subject and asked about Juan Ling's life experience.

Juan Ling's face darkened, and then she knelt down, "Your servant..." She seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and her eyes were misty as she looked at the emperor above her head.

"What's wrong?" the emperor asked knowingly.

Who is the emperor?

A person who holds the power over life and death of the people in the world.

Perhaps he had already investigated her background.

Moreover, before entering the palace, Prince Pingxi and Xiao Yu told her that there was no need to hide that part of her life.

Juan Ling kowtowed a few more times and told the emperor everything except the grudges with the Su family.

The girl's voice was choked with sobs, and she said in a tearful voice: "I am not worthy of Your Majesty. I did not hide it from Your Majesty on purpose. I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on me and send me to a nunnery to be a nun."

When the emperor saw her tearful appearance, all that came to his mind was the heroic appearance of A Mei when she was young.

The only thing they have in common is their face.

But their personalities are completely different.

Ah Mei was no longer around, so how could he bear to send Concubine Li to a nunnery? He could only comfort her by saying, "Your birth is not something you can decide. Now that you have entered the harem, you should forget your past. From now on, I will treat you with respect in the palace."

"emperor……"

The girl's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked very emotional and happy. She threw herself into the emperor's arms like a spoiled child, "Your Majesty is so kind to me."

The emperor smiled, stroked the girl's hair, and asked, "Do you have any hobbies?"

Juan Ling thought for a moment, "I love peonies." After thinking for a moment, she looked up at the emperor, a little coquettish and a little timid, "I only like the emperor now, and I feel at ease only when I am with the emperor."

Which man can resist such a delicate and soft girl?

The emperor naturally couldn't stand such a spoiled little guy, "Then stay by my side," he said, and then asked, "Can you ride a horse?"

Juan Ling shook her head.

The emperor asked, "How about I take you for a horse ride when I have some rest?"

horse riding……

Of course she would. For the sake of revenge, she not only learned the skills of the brothel, but also some fancy moves.

When she was in the Prince of Pingxi's Palace, the Prince of Pingxi told her a lot about what kind of woman the Princess of Pingxi was when she was young.

Judging from the emperor's intention, he probably wants to make her into a woman who is good at wielding swords and guns like the Princess of Pingxi.

After thinking for a while, Juan Ling said, "Your Majesty only rests for one or two days a month. When will I be able to learn how to do this?"

"I heard that riding a horse can make people happy physically and mentally. Your Majesty, I am really looking forward to it. Why don't you find a master to teach me how to ride and shoot?"

"You want to learn martial arts?"

Juan Ling blinked her eyes, which sparkled especially brightly in the moonlight. She nodded, "Yes, I want to learn."

A trace of doubt flashed through the emperor's mind. Did Juan Ling know that he would love A Mei for the rest of his life? Did she know that A Mei was a wonderful woman who could fight, wield a spear, and ride a horse?

Or in other words, he did not completely trust King Pingxi.

But, even if Juan Ling knew that she looked so much like Ah Mei, if she really learned to ride a horse and wield a spear...

That was also the result he was happy to see.

"Okay, let Xiuyi take you to the training ground tomorrow."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The night is deep.

Juan Ling had thought that since they had a pleasant conversation tonight, the emperor would come to her palace, but unexpectedly the emperor only gave her a dragon sedan to send her back to Minghua Palace.

The emperor stood in front with his hands behind his back, and Xiu Yi followed closely behind him holding a whisk.

When passing by Qixiang Palace, the emperor looked at the palace that had housed a master half a month ago, but now it was in an endless state of desolation.

Imperial Consort Duan...

An unknown emotion came over me, and I remembered what the Prince of Pingxi said: A-Mei was indeed too sad because of the death of Imperial Noble Consort Duan...

If he hadn't forced her, Imperial Noble Consort Duan wouldn't have committed suicide.

So can A Mei live a few more years?

Time flies.

A month later, Concubine Li of Minghua Palace became pregnant.

The emperor had originally been thinking about A Mei and had been unwilling to enter the harem, but when he heard the news, he felt very complicated.

"Okay, reward."

That night, the emperor's rewards flowed into Minghua Palace like water.

When Pingyao King Xiao Zhiyue heard the news, he drank a few more cups of joy and looked up at the sky, hoping that one day he would be able to meet Juan Ling again.

The father and son of the Prince of Pingxi were both so happy that they couldn't express it in words. They both thought that Juan Ling was pregnant with the child of their Prince of Pingxi.

"As long as Juan Ling gives birth to a son," the murderous intent that flashed across King Pingxi's eyes was not too obvious.

Xiao Yu was in a good mood, but then asked: "But if it's a girl..."

"It can't be a girl, and it can't be a girl." King Pingxi said calmly.

Xiao Yu suddenly came to his senses. He was a cripple now and could never have another child. Therefore, the child in Juan Ling's belly could only be a son.

"Father is right, she can only be pregnant with a son, so let the son handle this matter." Even if it was a girl, if it was a son, they could still use the emperor to control the princes in the same way.

When the time is right and my father ascends the throne...

No, his father ascended the throne, but he had no offspring, so he had to worry more. No matter whether Juan Ling gave birth to a boy or a girl, she would be his only offspring and support.

His son must ascend the throne!

King Pingxi nodded, "I have always believed in your ability. You won't make me worry."

Xiao Yu nodded and smiled slightly.

Prince's Mansion.

After Xiao Lusheng left the court, he told Su Yun and Rong Xun about Juan Ling's pregnancy.

Rong Xun shook his hands and said, "Juan Ling is the variable. No matter whether the baby in her belly is a boy or a girl, the Pingxi Palace will let her give birth to the youngest child."

"Do they want to use the emperor to control the princes?" Su Yun asked.

Rong Xun nodded, "Very likely."

Xiao Lusheng said: "In that case, then father might be in danger." Although his father treated his mother very badly, Xiao Lusheng was still a little unhappy to see his father being plotted against.