After entering the palace, Ming Yunyi reorganized the palace in a vigorous and decisive manner. All the nails buried deep in the palace by the princes were pulled out one by one, and all the ministers who disobeyed the eldest prince and were imprisoned in the sky prison were all released.

However, it was rumored that the emperor had hidden it, and the eldest prince searched through the entire palace to find the emperor's succession seal, which appeared in Ming Yunyi's hands. This made all the ministers agree that the emperor had intentionally passed on the seal before he became seriously ill. For the fourth son.

Some people even think that the fact that Ming Yunyi was not valued by the emperor since he was a child is actually to protect him. Otherwise, why would so many princes make him the first-class prince of Zhen Guozhong, and let Yu Qingzhi, the son of Duke Lan, a world-renowned genius, as his companion when he was young? Read, and later asked the famous general Tang Yuan to come out of the mountain to be his master. This is not disgusting, it is obviously paving the way for him! !

The father and son of the Tang family, who knew the truth about Chuanguo Seal, pretended not to hear these words made up by people, and Ming Yunyi would not throw a big stone at his own feet, and another person who planned the whole thing was shrinking in Shuyun Sleeping dimly on the hall bed.

So let him continue to misunderstand this beautiful misunderstanding.

If Ming Yunyi wants to become emperor, his late biological mother cannot be such a lowly status as a dancer of a different race. Some courtiers suggested that a concubine with a good family background should be selected in the late emperor's harem, and Ming Yunyi would adopt him and help that concubine to become the queen mother .

This statement was rejected by Ming Yunyi without hesitation, and soon a rumor gradually spread in the capital that the biological mother of the fourth prince was the most beloved daughter of the previous Khan, and the younger sister of the current Khan, who was also from a barbarian tribe. The most sacred and noble saint, she is not a lowly dancer. As soon as this rumor came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Of course, there is no way to find out the seriousness of this rumor. Ming Yunyi is about to be the emperor of Darui. Khan also had to canonize it.

Therefore, when Yi Lian woke up from sleep, the sky would change, and he was the one behind the scenes.

There were two people sitting on the couch in the main hall, Ming Yunyi held Yi Lian in his arms, peeling the peach skin with a knife in his hand, then cut into small pieces and fed them into Yi Lian's mouth.

"Now that the right time, place and people are all in place, you can be the emperor with peace of mind." Yi Lian bit the peach flesh, chewing with puffy cheeks.

Da Rui experienced an internal war, and many aristocratic families were involved. After Ming Yunyi ascended the throne, he could take back many fiefdoms that the royal family had distributed and reorganize the rivers and mountains.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, Ming Yunyi lowered his head and kissed the light-colored lips stained with peach fragrance: "Thank you, my brother Qing."

Yi Lian raised her eyes and looked into those deep blue eyes that were full of affection, as beautiful as the starry sky, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, put her hand around his neck, and kissed his thin lips.

"Don't thank me, you deserve it."

With his back lightly falling on the cushioned couch, Yi Lian was stunned for a moment, looking at this handsome man with misty eyes, couldn't help but let out a low laugh, and opened his lips actively.

This person is like poison wrapped in sugar skin, sweet to the heart, but also like fragrant wine, mellow and intoxicating, with endless aftertaste, even Yi Lian himself doesn't know when he slowly invaded his heart , unwavering, and when he recalled it, it was already hard to give up.

In the spring of the 17th year of Chongde, the first emperor passed away, the new emperor ascended the throne, and changed his name to Yuyuan.

Yi Lian came here as the son of Duke Lan, and knelt down at the bottom of the steps, watching the man in the bright yellow embroidered five-claw golden dragon robe and the twelve-pronged crown step up the white jade nine-dragon steps step by step.

The emperor's appearance was extraordinary and handsome. He stepped up to the top and sat on the golden dragon throne. All the officials kowtowed and shouted in unison.

Darui is about to usher in a prosperous age of peace.

[Ding, the plane has completely deviated from the original plot trajectory, may the host absorb the power of the plane and leave the plane? 】The system's voice echoed in Yi Lian's mind.

The handsome emperor sitting high on the dragon chair turned his eyes slightly, meeting Yi Lian's eyes.

The slightly curved peach blossom eyes were stained with a slight smile: [No, I want to completely separate the trajectory of the plot. 】

The original plot ended when Ming Yunyi became the emperor, but his changed plot started from then on...

After the court congratulations, Prince Yu, who had retired after being successful, was about to go back to his hometown. When he walked to the gate of the palace, he was stopped by the imperial guards.

"The emperor has a decree that Prince Yu is forbidden to step out of the palace gate." The commander of the imperial guards came from behind.

"what……?"

Yi Lian was taken aback for a moment, but before he had time to react, the commander of the imperial guards, who was highly skilled in martial arts, suddenly made a move and slashed at the side of Yi Lian's neck, feeling dizzy, and his body fell limply.

Before he fell into a coma, Yi Lian couldn't help cursing: Damn weak chicken constitution, bastard Ming Yunyi! ! !

The two imperial guards tacitly supported the limp Yi Lian, and sent him to a palace according to the emperor's order.

A pair of red candles were placed on the table, and the warm yellow candlelight flickered gently. When Yi Lian woke up, his eyes were full of festive red, the red bed, the red curtains, the red There are light gauze curtains, and red 囍 characters pasted on the carved windows on the walls. The decorations here are very familiar. It is the sleeping hall of Shuyun Palace, and it is now arranged as a wedding room.

What surprised Yi Lian the most was that he was wearing a bright red gauze tunic at the moment, without an inner shirt. The thin fabric covered his skin, and he could faintly see the smooth and perfect lines. His hands were wrapped in red soft silk on the head of the bed, and he couldn't break free.

"Ming Yunyi!!!" Yi Lian, who had always had a good temper and rarely got angry, became angry.

As soon as the angry call came down, the door of the room was pushed open, and the handsome emperor in a bright red wedding dress walked in. Those deep blue eyes responded to the redness in the room, like burning bright flames.

"Honey, I'm here."

"Ming Yunyi, what do you mean!!" Yi Lian really wanted to rush over and bite him.

"The new emperor's ascension to the throne coincides with the big wedding, and we are very happy for it." Ming Yunyi spoke softly, ignoring the wine on the table, directly picked up the white jade jug, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, raised his hand to caress Yi With a flushed face, Lian slowly leaned over: "Baby, you abandoned me eight years ago, this time I will never let you leave my side again, from today on, you are my queen of Ming Yunyi! !"

Queen, queen! ! ?

"wait……"

Ming Yunyi didn't give Yi Lian a chance to speak at all, lifted the lid of the jug, poured the mellow wine into his mouth, kissed his lips, and poured the wine into Yi Lian's mouth!

The mellow wine seemed to be mixed with something, and slowly slid down his throat, making Yi Lian feel as if he was soaked in warm hot water, and his strength to resist gradually faded.

Two wolves rolled into a ball on the grassland. The snow-white wolf king with dark blue wolf eyes full of deep love threw the black wolf down, rubbed the head of the black wolf intimately, and then gave the black wolf a swipe. The shiny black fur is flattering, but the black wolf doesn't like it at all, kicks the white wolf limply, and pretends to be dead with his eyes closed...

When Yi Lian woke up, it was broad daylight, and the bedroom was quiet. The red silk wrapped around his wrists last night had been untied, and the bright red gauze... shirt on his body was gone, and he put on a new one. Soft and comfortable white liner.

His whole body was sore and limp, the indescribable place didn't hurt, but felt cool, it should be some plaster that Ming Yunyi had applied to him.

With a hum, Yi Lian got up from the bed, swayed slightly and almost fell back onto the soft bed again.

Ming Yunyi, this bastard...

"His Royal Highness Lian Wang, are you awake?" The palace slave guarding the outer room heard the movement, walked around the screen, stood outside the curtain, and asked respectfully.

Yi Lian rubbed her waist for a while, looked at the servant standing outside the curtain through the tulle, and said, "You called me just now!?" The clear voice was somewhat hoarse, very attractive.

"Yes, the emperor granted you the title of King Lian this morning. This is the canonization edict." The palace slave took out the edict like a magic trick, and presented it respectfully.

Yi Lian picked up the bright yellow edict and spread it out, when he saw it "...King Feng Lian, in charge of the military power of Darui, at your side."

His face darkened instantly.

"Whose family belongs to the emperor after he ascended the throne yesterday!?" Saying so, Yi Lian couldn't help but blush.

"I don't know."

"What is the queen's title?"

"My empress was previously titled Qing."

Yi Lian's face turned from red to black, Ming Yunyi's courage was really getting bigger and bigger, he dared to play like this, this wave of skillful manipulation... Full marks, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

The deeds of Emperor Yuyuan in later generations are very controversial. He is wise and diligent, he is vigorous and decisive in dealing with affairs, and he is decisive in his methods. , Finally, the No. 12 son of the first emperor was established as the emperor's younger brother.

In the 40th year of Yuyuan, the emperor died.

Empress Qing was buried in the imperial mausoleum, and King Lian was nowhere to be found.

Lying in the coffin, gently caressed the man's majestic and handsome cheeks with fine lines on the back of his fingers, his unsmiling and slightly curved peach eyes with affectionate and tired: "Goodbye, my love."

The coffin lid was slowly closed.

[Absorb the power of the plane. 】

As soon as Yi Lian's words fell, the whole plane seemed to be soaked in water, swaying brightly, like another gust of wind swept by, gradually turning into a whirlpool, burrowing into his body one by one.

Yi Lian, who closed his eyes lightly, didn't notice at all that part of the power of the plane that penetrated into his body was absorbed by the person around him, and that person gradually drifted away into the darkness.

After absorbing the last bit of power from the plane, the data flow in his mind flashed quickly, and Yi Lian felt as if he had turned into a small fish wandering in the data flow, flowing to a certain place.

He saw the bulb tree with the big eyes again...

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