I run a newspaper in ancient times

The critical illness of the king of a country is a great event in any dynasty. Once he dies, it will be like the description, and the world will be shaken.

No matter how the new emperor is born, even if the succession according to the edict is smooth, the court will undergo earth-shaking changes. The victory faction with the merits of the dragon will start to liquidate, and a big purge will be inevitable.

However, today's Dayan court is eerily calm. Besides caring about the emperor's safety, several important ministers still go to the Yamen to deal with daily government affairs, and they don't show too much worry or anxiety.

Because everyone knows that after today's death, the next emperor, the ironclad thing, Prince Yi Li Li, whether it is the court or the people, it seems that it is a matter of joy for this wise and wise regent to succeed to the throne. of.

Speaking of disloyalty and disfilial piety, many courtiers even harbored a hint of expectation.

Who wouldn't want a famous official to serve the Ming Lord?

But Zhou Meiren's pregnancy made everything different!

Several ministers got together in private, discussing secretly, and the slightly violent Minister of the Ministry of War said bluntly: "There has been no movement in the harem for so many years, and the emperor fell, and this happened. It is too coincidental!"

Everyone thought so, yes, what a coincidence!

Gu Rushi said softly: "Coincidentally, it's not us who have the final say, I'm more concerned about the emperor's dragon body."

"Already awake."

And Song Guogong's words made the surroundings suddenly silent.

The newly appointed Shangshu Hubu looked around and couldn't help crying and laughing: "You don't seem to have much joy."

Song Guogong glanced at him lightly: "Are you happy?"

Hubu Shangshu choked for a moment, and was about to shake his head when he suddenly realized that this was a bit disrespectful, so he stiffened his neck and said with emotion: "I doubted the prince's intentions before, but now I understand."

After being in a coma for so many days, the emperor didn't let him close his eyes completely, but allowed him to wake up. Li Li's move actually surprised everyone.

Although it was a bit embarrassing to say this, but with such a good opportunity, as long as Li Li took advantage of the situation, no one would say anything at all. The courtiers were already ready to close their eyes and wear mourning clothes.

Why did Emperor Yan become like this? The queen mother's move to arrest Zhang Banban and his minions is too big, and anyone who is interested will know it just by asking.

Who would blame Li Li?

If Emperor Yan really died, even if Zhou Meiren was pregnant and had a son, she was not born after all, but the country cannot live without a king, Li Licheng's great cause is justified in terms of etiquette.

This way, it would not be as complicated as it is now.

Helpless, the prince is a true brother, which makes the courtiers who secretly hoped a little disappointed.

Song Guogong said: "We can't talk about the affairs in the palace, but the next army will return to the court, and it will be another calculation. You will not forget that this almost shakes the foundation of Dayan and breaks the rumors of mountains and rivers, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, several people immediately sat upright.

"Although the rumors are full of malice, they are not groundless. Suddenly mentioning Dingbei Hou, Fan Zhiyuan is Wei Lan's identity... There should be no doubt about it."

Gu Rushi turned to look at Song Guogong, who affirmed, "He is Wei Lan."

"Then the Northern Marquis was convicted of collaborating with the enemy and treason..."

Song Guogong looked at the white expanse outside the window, and said with serious eyes: "The loyal soul is wronged, and it has been ten years since it was rehabilitated. It is time to reverse the case."

Minister of the Ministry of War said: "But this is the emperor's order! Will the emperor be willing?"

Song Guogong said in a deep voice: "Then it depends on what the prince will do."

The Empress Dowager sent the old mothers and palace servants to Changqiu Palace to take care of Zhou Meiren's diet and daily life.

Funing came back and handed over a booklet: "Queen Mother, there is a record of Miss Zhou's bedtime in the cleaning room, and it is correct in terms of time."

The Empress Dowager flipped through it, and then put it aside, but the worry on her brows was still not relieved. After a while, she said: "During that time, Beauty Zhou went back to Zhou's family to visit relatives, and stayed at Zhou's house for one night."

"You mean..." Funing was taken aback, "You wouldn't be so bold, would you?"

The queen mother shook her head: "I don't know about Ai's family. I'm afraid that only the emperor knows, or it can be verified after the child is born. By the way, how about the emperor?"

"Master Yun and several imperial physicians have been making diagnosis and treatment. Thanks to Master Yun's miraculous hand, he is much better now. He can lean on the bedside and say a few words, and he is recovering little by little." Funing said with a smile.

"It's hard for A Li to be so dedicated." The queen mother supported her forehead. The worries during this period made her age several years. If she hadn't had the support of her youngest son, she would have collapsed. She got up and said, "Go and see Look at the emperor."

However, after hearing Master Yun's words in such a rare relaxed mood, the Queen Mother was on the verge of falling. If Funing didn't help her in time, she might fall to the ground.

"How could it be? Didn't he wake up? Didn't he say he was recovering?" The Empress Dowager grabbed Master Yun's sleeve and said in disbelief, "The Emperor is still so young, Master Yun, you should think of a way!"

Master Yun was in a dilemma, "The Queen Mother, it's not that the old man is trying to evade, but the whole body's internal organs have already decayed. The current body of the emperor is like an eighty-year-old woman. I don't know when I will blow the lamp and pull out the wax... I found out too late."

The empress dowager's eye sockets were immediately wet and red, with grief coming from her heart, she couldn't help crying in public, and suppressed her sobs.

The surrounding imperial physicians sighed and shook their heads. To be honest, it is a miracle that the emperor is still alive.

Funing was worried and comforted, but unfortunately he couldn't say anything, he could only support the queen mother and wait for her to calm down.

After all, he is a person who has gone through turmoil. After the Queen Mother lost her composure for a while, she stopped crying, looked at Master Yun and said, "How long can he last?"

Master Yun thought for a moment, and said bluntly: "It is estimated that there are still two months left, I will try my best."

two months...

The Queen Mother swayed again.

"The Empress Dowager!"

The queen mother held Funing's hand tightly to support herself, took a deep breath, and stabilized herself, she asked, "Does Li know?"

"know."

The queen mother nodded and didn't embarrass him anymore.

She rearranged her appearance before going in to meet Emperor Yan, who was lying on the bed, saw her and asked, "How long is it?"

However, with this sentence, the Empress Dowager finally suppressed her sadness and almost collapsed, "The Emperor..."

Emperor Yan didn't wait for her answer, and asked as if self-conscious: "Mother, do you think if I go there, can I see Ayu? She will still wait for me..."

The Empress Dowager stretched out her hand slowly, obviously she was an old man, but Emperor Yan's hand looked even thinner, only a layer of skin and bones remained, which was very different from others.

"She definitely won't... She was very disappointed in me... She said she regretted it..."

Suddenly he held the Empress Dowager's hand and looked over: "Mother Empress, you look very sad."

The Queen Mother finally broke down in tears: "You are a piece of meat that fell from my stomach, how can I not be sad?"

Emperor Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Then you still love me..."

The Empress Dowager nodded vigorously, hot tears fell down and fell on the back of Emperor Yan's hand, "Hang'er, don't let Mother send black hair in vain, Mother can't stand it!"

"I'm sorry..." Emperor Yan's eyes were wet, his pale face looked even more shocking, he said, "Fan Zhiyuan should be back soon..."

Emperor Yan seemed to say something calmly, but the queen mother felt anxious when she heard it. She was afraid that Emperor Yan would misunderstand Li Li again. He came by himself, he lost a lot of weight, Hang'er, he really didn't want to hurt you, don't always, don't always..."

The queen mother seemed to want to say something serious, but seeing Emperor Yan's appearance, she couldn't bear to blame her anymore.

"I didn't misunderstand." Emperor Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes as if he didn't want to talk, "I want to see Miss Zhou."

Since announcing her pregnancy, Zhou Meiren has been taken care of carefully. However, although it is called care, it is actually no different from surveillance.

What the Zhou family did was secret, the man had already died a long time ago, but she was still terrified, harboring a secret for fear of being discovered.

She used to naively thought that entering the palace as a concubine and letting her family be at the mercy of her family was the greatest sacrifice, but she didn't expect that there was an even bigger nightmare waiting for her.

The physical and mental pain that night was so painful that she dared not recall it at all.

Going back to the palace with a fluke, she thought it was over, and she didn't want to carry evil seeds, which made her even more miserable, and she deserved to go to the [-]th floor of hell.

When Concubine Zhou Guifei hanged herself, every time she dreamed of this scene, she felt fear in her heart, fearing that she would end up like her sister.But now, she is not afraid anymore, she even envies Concubine Zhou that she can die simply.

Under such depression, Zhou Meiren's body quickly lost weight, but in the eyes of outsiders, she seemed to be worried about the comatose Emperor Yan.

Yes, everyone thinks that she who is pregnant with Longzi wants the emperor to turn the crisis into peace, but no one knows that she is the one who wants Emperor Yan to die the most.

Zhou Meiren knew too well whether Emperor Yan's later body could conceive people, how could Emperor Yan himself not know?

She stared at the tall beams on the palace in a daze, until the news of Emperor Yan's awakening came, at that moment, she really wanted to pick up the white silk and hang herself up like her sister!

She was afraid of seeing Emperor Yan, but in the end she still stood in the Mingzheng Hall, facing the weak emperor and his calm eyes.Although they had only been separated for a few days, it seemed that they had become strangers to each other, and the only similarity was the same haggardness.

Zhou Meiren's hands tightened the veil subconsciously, and pretended to call calmly: "The emperor..."

"Min'er, you are very scared." Emperor Yan's angry words seemed to hit Zhou Meiren's ear like a thousand weights, breaking her hard-won composure, and she was almost unable to stand still.

Zhou Min'er's face was as white as paper, she squirmed her lips and said, "Chenqie, this concubine is worried about the emperor's dragon body..."

Emperor Yan let out a low voice from his nasal cavity, very weak, as if he was smiling, but his eyes were cold, "Son, is it mine?"

There was a ghost in her heart, and Zhou Min'er was about to say it, but her grandfather repeatedly told her that the honor and disgrace of the family depended on her body, so she finally nodded with tears in her eyes: "It belongs to the emperor...you have been looking forward to it for a long time..."

"Okay." Emperor Yan then closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Min'er wanted to say something more, but Emperor Yan coughed, and saw two servants walking out from behind the bed curtain, one to bring water to the emperor, and the other to announce the imperial physician.

Emperor Yan, who couldn't stop coughing, also instructed: "Send... Zhou Meiren back, be sure...to take good care of her."

"Yes."

Zhou Meiren just said a few words before being invited down without a doubt.

Slowly the bedroom became quiet again, Emperor Yan opened his eyes, he seemed to be struggling to get up, but this weak body couldn't even do such a simple thing, in the end he could only give up and slumped on the bed, Staring blankly at the curtains above the bed.