Immediately after the death of the master

After becoming the emperor, the number of times he got angry decreased significantly, he didn't throw away the priceless treasures at hand, and his domineering attitude completely disappeared.

However, as the master's temper got better and better, his subordinates became less and less afraid to speak, because those who dared to slap the table with him and scold him had already been dealt with almost silently.

Now, there are only a few of us big fish left.

And I, a big fish, just happened to be thrown into the master's net by Ji Qinghe.

It seems that today, I cannot escape.

Restraining my wonderful expression, I sat calmly on the carved wooden couch under the "graciousness" of my master.A look of satisfaction flashed in the master's eyes, he poured tea for me himself, and then sat beside me.

I stared at the green tea in the white porcelain cup, and felt that this cup of white tea filled with tea fragrance was far more terrifying than the poison that pierced the intestines.After all, no matter how poisonous the poison is, it is only a moment of pain.

The tea smoke is curling up, and no one is enjoying it. The master turned the thumb on the thumb and asked me gently:

"Nianen, do you want to save someone?"

I couldn't figure out the way of the smiling master, so I tentatively replied.

"Wei Chen is frightened."

"Nianen, do you want revenge?" the master continued to ask.

"Wei Chen—"

The master stretched out his hand, tapped my lips, and stopped the words I couldn't say.

"Don't you want to take revenge on the people who killed your former benefactor and the people who killed your former benefactor?" The master said the most terrifying words with the calmest expression.

Tasting the bloody smell hidden in his words, I got up hastily, knelt down in front of my master, and confessed myself in fear.

"Your Majesty, I dare not."

"Why are you so scared?" The master spread out his palm and stretched it out in front of me. The jade ring on his thumb is fine in texture and bright in color. It is seven points of imperial green. Against the bright yellow dragon robe, the color More intense. "What happened to Ji Sanqing was caused by Fu Yong'an's wrongdoing. It's only right and proper to kill people for their lives."

If the master really thought so, the farce of the year would never have happened, and I would not marry Ji Qingshuang, and many of the messy things that followed would never have happened.He had never cared about Ji Sanqing's life or death, what's more, he was also the driving force behind Ji Sanqing's death, in order to completely separate the crown prince and the old prime minister Ji.

After all, the murderer was the prince's confidant, and had nothing to do with Fu Jin.

Now, more than ten years later, one of the murderers behind the scenes suddenly said that killing for life is justified.

What kind of life is this paying for, and who said the scriptures and righteousness.

I resisted the urge to sneer, bowed my head at the master's feet, and solemnly refused.

The master clasped my shoulder with a wrenching hand.

"Nian'en, what happened before was because I was sorry for you. I couldn't give you a chance to save people, but I can give you a chance to take revenge."

The master's subordinates acted coercively, saying sorry.

I knew I couldn't escape this time, so I let out a long sigh and asked him:

"Your Majesty, there are no people left, so what's the use of revenge?"

"But you'll have revenge, won't you?"

The master picked up the cup of tea that was poured for me again, and handed it to me.The fragrance of tea is scattered, the tea water is already cold, and the best drinking time for this tea has passed.

I knelt in front of my master, holding a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yes, as long as you give me a chance, I will make Fu Yongan pay the price. I want to watch him die in front of me."

I pulled out my bloody heart, which had already been corroded by hatred and had blood holes one after another, from which black blood and foul-smelling pus kept gushing out.

In the matter of revenge, Ji Qingshuang and I are the same.

After getting married, I once asked Ji Qingshuang why she was obsessed with hatred.

Ji Qingshuang, holding a spear in her hand, stood on the Gobi, looking in the direction of Zhongshan Kingdom, and told me.

Rather than saying that he couldn't let go of the enemy who killed that person, it was better to say that he couldn't forgive himself for failing to protect that person.Her revenge is not to get that person back, but to lift herself up from the past.

Revenge is the rope to save herself. In the deep grief, all she can hold on to is hatred.

It's not about good or bad, it's about good and evil.

"So, what do I have to do to kill him."

The master hung down the puppet line called revenge, and once again, I willingly became a puppet in the hands of the master.

"No, you didn't kill the man." The master said slowly.

"Who is that?"

I already have an answer in my heart.But when the master said it himself, I couldn't help but gasped.

"Prime Minister Ji, Ji Anping."

The master's brows and eyes were indifferent, as if he was an insignificant person.While talking, the master picked up his teacup and sipped it carefully. After drinking a cup of tea, the master added:

"However, if you want to be wronged, you can bear it for a few more days. Let's talk about it after Ji Anping finishes what he should do."

We all know what Prime Minister Ji is doing recently, the master really doesn't intend to give me a chance to save people.He doesn't intend to let go of either the murderer or the victim, including me who is hiding in the dark with him.

As for what he said to endure for a few more days, I have endured it for more than ten years, and I will not be unable to bear it for a few days. What I really care about is another thing.

"Your Majesty, even if the old prime minister has always been at odds with His Royal Highness, there is no need for him to kill His Royal Highness."

"In order to support the heirs of my own family and murder the royal family, this is enough reason."

The master held the teacup and drank it slowly.

The royal family refers to the young prince, but——

"Who is the heir of your own family?"

I never knew which junior in the old Prime Minister Ji's family was worthy of the old prime minister's risk of murdering the royal family to help him to the top.

The master slowly drank the tea in the cup, and dropped another shocking secret into my ears.

"Prime Minister Ji's granddaughter, my queen—Ji Wanyue, she is pregnant. Whether the child is male or female, regardless of whether it can be born safely or not, it must be a boy and the future prince."

The meaning hidden in this sentence made me feel cold all over, and many questions that had troubled me for many years were solved in an instant.

Why did the master insist on marrying a concubine to have a son as his wife, why did the master indulge the little prince for so many years.

The master married Ji Wanyue in order to use this pawn to implicate the old prime minister; the master's connivance to the young prince was not because of respect or love, but out of guilt.

Just like I turned a blind eye to the behavior of my old department, my master and I knew that they were destined to die badly. We let them have fun and cover all their nonsense, but we just hoped that they would live happily before they died.

"Then... the emperor wants to destroy Ji's family and Xiao Shizi, and take this opportunity to support the heir in the empress' womb?" I slowly probed into the master's deeper intentions.

"No, I can't support my child to grow up." The master covered his abdomen with one hand, and vomited while holding an empty teacup with the other. I was frightened by his pale face, and immediately wanted to call the imperial doctor for him , the master stopped me, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and continued, "He can only be a deposed prince in the future, and finally a wealthy prince with no real power. He has no worries about food and clothing in this life, but he will always be a political pariah."

"Then... what does the emperor mean, when you ask me to assassinate the young prince, don't kill him?"

I was really confused by the master, the little son is a pawn, and my own child doesn't like it, who is the successor chosen by the master?

"You don't have to try it anymore, Xiao Shizi must die, he will use his life to pave the way for Fu Keji's progress."

The master's gaze was calm and gentle, and he looked towards the unknown distance, which was the place he had pursued for half his life, and it was a place I was destined not to reach. The master handed me the teacup in his hand and told me.

"From the very beginning, Fu Keji was my chosen heir."

"I understand."

I took the teacup, and the already-drunk teacup was full of black and red blood clots, exuding a sour smell.

He didn't mind showing his physical condition in front of me.

This is by no means something to be proud of.

The master leaned over, patted my shoulder, and told me:

"Nianen, after I die, you should support Keji well.

"After all, Keji is also your most valued child, isn't he?"

The deceitful things like Tuogu at the end of his life have been taken out, what else can I say, except to kneel at his feet, and reply gratefully:

"The minister obeys the order."

What else can I do?

My master and I maintain the illusion of harmony between the monarch and his subjects, but in fact, both of us know that I know too much, and I will definitely die. The master's desolation is clearly intended to save a place for me next to his own coffin.

However, in a sense, being able to die with the master is also an honor?

I thought bitterly.

148,

Maoshi is approaching, and it will be the time to go to court. The master allowed me to take a day off and drove me back to catch up on sleep.

I walked out of the master's bedroom, and Ji Wanyue was waiting here again with a food box.I was really puzzled, why did she come to follow me as soon as I came to the master, did she put some tracking powder on me?

"See the Empress."

I saluted Ji Wanyue.

"Ah, who did I say, it turned out to be Lord Li." Ji Wanyue straightened her back, deliberately showing her still flat belly, her complacent expression was even more obvious.

When I saw her last time, she looked very confident. I was surprised at that time, but now it seems that she knew that she was pregnant at that time, and her confidence came from the fetus in her womb.

My eyes fell on her lower abdomen, right in her belly, pregnant