Wen Xiangyanyu

In the morning of the next day, Ling Qiyan went to Ningshou Palace again. What happened yesterday, the Empress Dowager stayed up almost all night. Ling Qiyan was worried that the old man would not think about it, so he went to talk to her early in the morning.

Wen Ying went to Fengyi Palace.

Shen shi went crazy all night, Fengyi Palace was tortured up and down, the emperor didn't care about her, and Wen Ying, his own son, could only go.

He was also blocked outside the hall, the main hall of Fengyi Palace was locked tightly, and the voice of Mrs. Shen crying and screaming could be vaguely heard inside, and the palace people kneeling on the floor outside, but no one dared to step forward.

Wen Ying stood in front of the hall and signaled coldly, "Open the door."

The chief eunuch of Fengyi Palace said tremblingly: "Your Majesty won't let slaves wait in."

"The king asked you to open the door."

"Can……"

He kicked open the gate of the main hall of Fengyi Palace.

The main hall was in a mess, with broken porcelain pieces all over the place, and overturned tables, chairs and utensils everywhere.

Shen sat on the ground in a daze, with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair, she didn't have half the dignity of a queen in the palace.

Hearing the sound, she raised her head in a daze, narrowed her eyes, and it took her a while to get used to the sudden glare of the sun, and finally saw clearly Wen Ying who was standing by the door with the light behind him and an expressionless face.

After a short period of confusion, the emotion in Shen's eyes was replaced by deep-seated hatred, his face was almost distorted, he randomly grabbed a piece of broken porcelain, stumbled up, and rushed towards Wen Ying.

Wen Ying looked at her coldly.

Shen's ferocious face was filled with madness and hatred, she pinched the porcelain piece and stabbed him in the heart.

Wen Ying raised his hand and flicked lightly.

Shen fell to the ground, and the porcelain piece pierced into the palm of her right hand, dripping with blood.

"what--!"

She broke down and screamed: "Go to hell! Why didn't you die! Why didn't you die! Give me back my Yu'er, Ning'er! You debt collector! What are you doing back here! Why didn't you die outside? I don’t have your son! No! I only want my Yu’er and Ning’er! Give them back to me!”

"Mother respects herself," Wen Ying reminded her with an indifferent expression and a calm voice, "The deposed prince kidnapped the sixth younger brother, causing him to suffer from an asthma attack and died suddenly. The debtor has a debtor, and this account should be settled with the deposed prince." , he deserves to die, and this king just obeyed his father's order to execute him."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

Shen Shi struggled to get up, glared at Wen Ying angrily, her eyes were red, and she almost bled from hatred: "Without you, how could Yu'er have become like this! It's you who are restless, and you are the one who wants to snatch his crown prince." ! You should be damned! You should be the most damned!”

She gritted her teeth and rushed forward again. This time, she had a dagger hidden in her sleeve in her hand, and stabbed at Wen Ying, as if she wanted to die with Wen Ying.

Wen Ying could have turned around to avoid it, but he didn't. Instead, he put his arm up and endured it.

In an instant, there was a deep gash on the small arm, and blood spurted out.

The palace people outside finally crawled in in a panic, blocked them, and held Shen Shi down.

"The queen mother gave birth to this king, but she hasn't raised him for a day. After this knife is over, the queen mother's kindness to the queen will be repaid by the king."

Wen Ying finished speaking indifferently, took a step back, looked at Shen's eyes without any warmth, ignored her hysterical cursing and shouting, turned and left.

After being hastily bandaged and changed into clothes, he went to Xingqing Palace again.

But outside the Xingqing Palace, I ran into Mrs. Yun who had stayed here to serve the whole night and came out.

When passing by, Yun suddenly stopped him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, staring into his eyes: "His Royal Highness, when Wu'er was just born, he got a golden crossbow from His Royal Highness, The queen mother said that Wu'er liked it very much, I have seen that crossbow, and it is indeed a good crossbow, there is only one thing, I don't quite understand it."

Wen Ying looked back at her calmly, with no clue in his expression.

After a pause, Yun asked, "Why is there another person's seal on that crossbow?"

"The crossbow was jointly presented by the king and others, so it naturally has another person's seal." Wen Yingdan said.

Yun nodded: "So that's it. I seem to know the reason why His Highness wanted to help me that day. To be honest, I was quite surprised. You are not like your father, at least not now."

Wen Ying neither admitted nor denied, his eyes were calm.

Yun's lips curled up slightly: "I'm curious, what can you do for him, I'm not lucky enough to not have this blessing, so I don't know how long he will be lucky enough to have such a blessing."

"Concubine Shu had better not ask about people and things that have nothing to do with Concubine Shu."

Yun said quietly: "That person, how could he have nothing to do with me..."

"Does Concubine Shu really care about him?" Wen Ying's voice was even weaker. After asking this sentence, without giving her a chance to say more, she nodded slightly and went in.

In the main hall, the emperor just drank the medicine and was reclining on the couch with his eyes closed.

The successive bereavements of his son hit him hard, and he didn't sleep a wink for almost the whole night, claiming to be sick and not seeing foreign officials.

Wen Ying knelt down to greet him, the emperor opened his eyes and waved to him: "Qi Xiao, come here."

Overnight, the emperor seemed to have aged dozens of years, his temples had gray hair, his face was extremely tired, his eyelids were black and blue, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wen Ying knelt and moved to the front of the couch, comforting him softly: "Father, take care, the body of the dragon is important."

One sentence made the emperor burst into tears, and he sighed, "What evil did I really do..."

He chatted with Wen Ying, from Ling Qiyu to Ling Qining, and then to his other children.

Wen Ying listened casually until his bandaged arm was soaked in blood again. The emperor noticed, stopped talking, and asked with a frown, "What's going on? Who did it?"

Wen Ying shook his head slightly: "It's just a small injury, it's nothing to get in the way, father don't need to worry too much."

"Where did you go just now? Fengyi Palace?"

Wen Ying didn't answer.

Seeing his reaction, the emperor guessed the whole story, and immediately became angry: "Is the queen really crazy? She is so brave! Come!"

He just lost his two sons, how could he endure his most valued son being hurt again, now he has the heart to strangle Shen to death.

A eunuch rushed in, and the emperor gritted his teeth and ordered in a deep voice to take away the queen's phoenix seal, ground her feet, close the gate of Fengyi Palace, and not allow her to step out of Fengyi Palace, and no one is allowed to visit.

After passing it on again, the imperial physician who was waiting in the side hall came over and re-bandaged Wen Ying with medicine.

The imperial physician carefully helped Wen Ying untie the cloth strips that had been bandaged before, and after applying the medicine, he reminded him that the medicine had to be applied every two hours for the first two days.

Seeing Wen Ying's bloody arm, the emperor felt angina and felt that it was just grounding. This punishment was too light.

"From today onwards, you don't need to go to Fengyi Palace to pay your respects. From now on, stay away from the queen."

A crazy queen is far less important to the emperor than the son he has placed high hopes on. If it wasn't for Wen Ying, he would have taken advantage of this to make trouble with the queen. It was Wen Ying who made her preserve the dignity of the last queen, but if Shen If she dared to be so crazy, she wouldn't need to exist.

Wen Yingshun took the order.

The emperor patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and sighed: "The matter has come to this, I will tell you clearly, the position of the crown prince should belong to you, and when the current turmoil passes, I will issue an edict, you It's a good one, don't let me down."

"Your servants will follow the hadith."

Even when the emperor said that he wanted to make him the crown prince, Wen Ying did not show any joy, but still had a calm and calm appearance, which made the emperor very satisfied.

He looked at the son who came back halfway, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, and he thought of something, and said: "But there is one more thing, you are old now, you must marry a wife and have children as soon as possible, the so-called restraint of wives back then is true. It's nonsense, don't mention it again in the future, and don't use this as an excuse to prevaricate me, I will arrange this matter tomorrow, and I will choose someone as soon as possible."

Yesterday outside the Zhaohui Hall, the emperor had obviously heard what Ling Qiyan said about the deaths of those young ladies when Ling Qiyan questioned Ling Qiyu. Naturally, he would not bring up such scandals again, but he also knew it. The theory of restraining his wife is that Yu Ling prayed for a banquet, let alone his own son.

The emperor looked at Wen Ying with a more tentative look, and Wen Ying did not disappoint him, and calmly responded: "But the emperor is the master."

"What do you think of yourself? What do you like?"

Wen Ying said calmly: "I don't understand these things. If the emperor said yes, it must be good. I like it."

The emperor's heart relaxed, he didn't know the relationship between Ling Qiyan and his son, if Wen Ying really refused to marry a wife because of that kid, no matter what, he couldn't keep her anymore, since Wen Ying is willing to compromise now, that's all. , just for the sake of Concubine Shu.

So he said: "Don't worry, I will personally choose a princess who is good in all aspects for you, so as to be worthy of you, and now that Barrington has been laid down, it is said that the reward should be based on merit, but during this time There are too many things to do in Japan and Beijing, so it was delayed, and I will not treat them badly with the rewards that everyone should have."

Wen Ying thanked all his subordinates and the emperor, and he knew that he had won the title he asked for from Ling Qiyan.

At noon, Wen Ying stayed at Xingqing Palace to have lunch with the emperor, waited for him to drink medicine and rested, and then went to Ningshou Palace.

Ling Qiyan came out of the hall and said in a low voice, "The queen mother has already fallen asleep, don't go in." Wen Ying didn't ask any further questions, and took his hand: "Let's go back."

"It's in the palace, you should pay attention."

Wen Ying didn't take it seriously, and called a warm sedan chair, sat in it with Ling Qiyan, and went back to Yong'an Palace.

"The queen mother has cried and fainted several times since yesterday. Before she blamed herself, she pleaded softly for the dog and hurt Xiao Liu. She also regretted that she shouldn't beg Xiao Liu for the red rope. No matter how much I persuaded him, it was useless. I just drank it. Only after the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician did I finally fall asleep."

Speaking of this matter, Ling Qiyan was very depressed, and Wen Ying squeezed his hand: "During this period of time, you live with me in the palace, and come to Ningshou Palace every day to accompany her more."

Ling Qiyan hesitated and said, "Can I live in the palace all the time? Didn't you say that I should live in Zhuangzi temporarily?"

"Would you like to go to Zhuangzi?"

Asked by Wen Ying, Ling Qiyan opened his mouth, unable to speak.

He doesn't want to.

"Then stay."

Ling Qiyan might have been a little shocked by what happened yesterday, but he didn't want to talk about it, so Wen Ying pretended not to know.

Ling Qiyan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked about the situation of the emperor and empress, Wen Ying said casually, and Ling Qiyan frowned upon hearing this: "Is the empress really crazy? What is the emperor going to do with her?"

"Crazy, closed the palace and restrained her feet. In the future, she will have the empty name of a queen. I'm afraid she won't be able to get out of Fengyi Palace again."

Ling Qiyan was speechless for a moment.

... The domineering and arrogant queen in the past, has really gone crazy like this?

It's true, two of the three sons died, and her two favorites died. Any woman who saw her sons killing each other like this would go crazy.

Although he hated the Shen family, he didn't have a deep hatred after all, and now he even stopped gloating.

"...Your father still keeps her post, is it because of you?"

"Yeah." Wen Ying nodded lightly.

It's not that the emperor doesn't have the intention of abolishing the empress, but only when Shen is still the empress, can he be the legitimate eldest son, and his position as the crown prince can be more stable.

"Then you will be the crown prince soon." Ling Qiyan murmured this sentence in a low voice, stopped talking, and leaned on his shoulder, closing his eyes lightly.

Wen Ying squeezed his knuckles, and put away the darkness in his eyes.

In Weishi, he went back to Yong'an Palace and took a nap. When he woke up again, Ling Qiyan's spirit was much better. He stretched his waist and got out of bed to go to the outer hall, but he saw Wen Ying sitting on the couch with someone kneeling beside him. He was bandaging his wounds.

Seeing Ling Qiyan coming out, Wen Ying quickly pulled down his sleeves.

Ling Qiyan was stunned, and strode forward: "When did your hand hurt? Why didn't you tell me? Still hiding it from me?"

Ling Qiyan blushed, pulled Wen Ying's arm, rolled up his sleeves, and really saw a hideous wound across his little arm.

"What's going on? How did this come about?"

"It was done in Fengyi Palace, and it has already been prescribed medicine, so it's fine."

Wen Ying spoke lightly, Ling Qiyan ignored him, and directly asked the servant who was serving him. The other party looked at Wen Ying and saw that he frowned slightly, but he didn't mean to object, so he quickly explained the matter.

Ling Qiyan immediately became angry after hearing this: "She is too eccentric! If you were not clever, you might have been plotted by that dog to die on the battlefield long ago! It's just that she doesn't feel sorry for you at all. He Xiaoliu's death is your fault! How can she be such a mother!"

"What kind of temperament is she, don't you already know?"

Wen Ying's tone was indifferent, and he motioned for people to continue changing his medicine. Now that Ling Qiyan had seen it, he didn't hide it anymore.

You know, you know, but it is really annoying. Ling Qiyan was very annoyed: "I don't believe that she can stab you. If you want to avoid it, she will never touch you. Did you do it on purpose?"

"Ah."

Hearing that Ling Qiyan was even more angry, he said, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty has already said that I don't need to greet her again in the future. I don't even need to save face. There is nothing wrong with it."

"Just for this, you were stabbed for life?"

Naturally, it's not just because of this, he doesn't mind the empress hating him for making troubles for him, but he must ensure the safety of Ling Qiyan, the only way is to make the empress completely safe, and never step out of Fengyi Palace.

"say something!"

Wen Ying raised his eyes and looked at him: "Sit down, aren't you tired from being so angry all the time?"

Ling Qiyan choked up, held back for a long time, and said, "What's wrong with me being angry? You don't have a piece of good meat on your body, it's full of scars, it's so ugly, if you get some more, I don't want you anymore."

Wen Ying grimaced, raised his uninjured hand and squeezed it, and pulled Ling Qiyan to sit on his body: "Shut up."

"You will just tell me to shut up and become a dull gourd like you, are you satisfied?"

Wen Ying stared at him without making a sound.

After a moment of stalemate, Ling Qiyan wrapped his arms around his neck and leaned towards him, softening his voice and complaining: "Scholar, you have agreed to the last answer and I will not scare me anymore. Your words don't count."

Wen Ying hugged him tightly: "There will be no next time."

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