tribute male queen

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An Rong stretched out his hand and quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on his chest to control the spread of the toxin.

A group of people in Zhaohuang Pavilion turned their backs on their backs, and the emperor was sent outside by Yuan Chang to wait for news.

"How did this happen?" The emperor was furious, who provoked him?

An Rong said: "Your Majesty, your order, he will convey the order to him when he wakes up, but the young master can't accept it, he is furious, and the slave can't do anything about it."

The little emperor stomped his feet, without the slightest majesty of the emperor. He was meant to humiliate him, but he felt a little distressed because of the result.

In fact, the emperor was worried for five days.After that night, he asked An Cheng why He Lancong didn't wake up. An Cheng said that firstly, it took too much energy to go to bed, and secondly, the medicinal sugar was too overbearing, and it took a few days to dissipate after it was done.

Therefore, in the past few days, the emperor issued an imperial edict to make He Lancong the son, and granted him Zhaohuang Pavilion.

Now, the emperor justified He Lancong as a son and filled it into the harem. It is conceivable how much public opinion this incident has caused.

The emperor no longer concealed He Lancong's identity this time, and announced with a high profile that the tribute that Donglin escaped had now been captured. As for what to do with the tribute, of course it all depended on his Dragon Will Sacred Judgment.

The two censors, Cao and Cui, surprisingly agreed this time. For the sake of a smooth sailing for their daughter's future succession, they will not allow others to share the favor of the emperor.Although there were male pets placed in the Queen's Palace before, they had no status after all, so it is inappropriate for the emperor to do so now.

Prime Minister Yang Lin looked on coldly and didn't say a word. Once this happened, he didn't need to bother to find someone. King Yi would get the news soon.But at this juncture, it seems a bit strange for the emperor to do so.

Faced with the righteous and direct remonstrances of the old ministers, the emperor sneered at them.When I first came to the throne and implemented the New Deal, there were so many diehards who opposed me, so I cleaned them up one by one. I was never afraid of you old bastards.

Withdrawing his thoughts, the emperor saw Yuan Chang wiped his sweat with his sleeve and had already walked out.

"How is he now?" The emperor didn't notice, he was asking in a very worried tone.

Yuan Chang said: "It depends on whether His Majesty wants him to die or to live."

"What do you mean?" The emperor was stunned. Could it be that this person will die after playing this once?

Yuan Chang said: "At the beginning, I advised Your Majesty to use the medicine of chasing souls with caution. Now, he is stimulated and has seizures of souls. If he doesn't try to formulate a real antidote, this person may not be able to survive if he continues like this."

"Yuanchang, I ordered you to prepare the antidote for chasing souls." The emperor began to panic. In the past, he always thought that this person took chasing souls because he had to drink the antidote the next day to save his life. He thought it was a good way to control people. method, I don't want the consequences to be so serious.

Yuan Chang shook his head: "It's not easy."

"I don't care, anyway, you have to prepare the antidote, otherwise you'll have a black basin on your head!" The emperor began to play rogue, which only made Yuan Chang more helpless.

"Forget it, I owe you." Yuan Chang didn't use honorific words to the emperor. Some things hurt in his heart, but this is a secret between him and the emperor.

……

Yongshou Palace belongs to the West Palace. This courtyard is very simple, and the gate is closed on weekdays, so few people come in and out.

The emperor ordered people to push open the vermilion lacquer gate, and the people inside were notified and came out to meet him.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him whose seniority was higher than his own, but who greeted him cautiously, the emperor secretly sighed.

"I have time to see the concubine today. Is everything alright with the concubine?"

He Lan Ruyue, who was about to turn [-], was beautiful, virtuous, elegant and generous, she let the emperor into the front hall of the bedroom, and said: "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine."

"Did the concubine ever hate me?" The emperor asked quietly after receiving the tea from the court lady.

He Lan Ruyue shook her head, "It was His Majesty who saved Ben Gong's life back then, but now he is here, hiding from the world, how could he hate him?"

"Oh." The emperor laughed dryly, and said: "Those old ministers don't give up. They think that the concubine got the key to the former emperor's dragon vein treasure house when she took part in the government. They are worried that the concubine will change hands in Beicang Jiangshan, so they must put the concubine to death."

"I know." He Lan Ruyue was very calm, "Actually, the treasure house of dragon veins is just a legend, and the former emperor doesn't know whether it exists or not."

"Then pretend it doesn't exist." The emperor said firmly, "What's the use of believing in unfounded rumors?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." He Lan Ruyue was very excited. The entire Beicang Kingdom, but the emperor who was very hostile to him at the beginning, was willing to trust him.

"Toffee, I..." The emperor hesitated, thinking about how to speak.

"Your Majesty, do you need my help with something?" He Lan Ruyue carefully observed the emperor's expression, and found that he seemed to have something hard to say.

"Toffee, take a look at this." The emperor handed over the things in his sleeves.

He Lan Ruyue reached out to take it, hurriedly read it, and was shocked: "Your Majesty, this..."

The emperor said: "I have made up my mind."

He Lan remained silent like a moon, and after a long time, asked: "What does Your Majesty need from this Palace?"

The emperor said: "Just look at him."

"I understand." He Lan Ruyue tried hard to control her tears, but her voice was already choked up.

The emperor said: "Thank you, Concubine Dowager, for offering advice and suggestions to the late emperor. Although the late emperor did not actually implement it, I have already completed it for the late emperor."

"The people are free from suffering, and they will feel grateful for the birth of the Holy Lord and support His Majesty."

The corner of the emperor's mouth curled up, revealing a smile, "Thank you, Concubine."

The emperor left, He Lan Ruyue fell on the chair dumbly, the dowry girl Rui'er was startled, and asked: "Miss, what happened?"

He Lan Ruyue finally shed tears, and said: "I only thought that the emperor destroyed Donglin, but I never thought that he would capture the second younger brother and now fill him in the Beicang harem."

"What?" Rui'er was stunned, "Oh my god, this, what should I do?"

"Meet with him first, we must find a way to help him leave, otherwise this place will definitely trap him to death."

15

15. What is the emperor's heart...

There was still the cold chain on the wrist, and when he raised his hand, there was a clattering sound.

Xiao Fu came in from the outside, and asked the person on the bamboo couch in front of the window: "My lord, what are your orders?"

The little eunuch saw that He Lancong turned his head, his eyes were almost spitting fire, and sighed: "My lord, I know you don't like to be called that, but this is the rule, if you don't call me that, you will be punished. I know what you are thinking in your heart. It’s not fun, but there’s nothing you can do about it, I hope you will understand me a little bit.”

He Lancong's life was snatched back by Yuan Chang. After waking up, he regained some strength and threw himself off the bed.He hated that bed, so disgusted that he vomited it out, so scared that Xiaofu thought he was sick again.No matter how weak and tired he is, he does not go back to bed to rest.

After the emperor heard about it, he shook his head helplessly, and finally ordered someone to replace Zhaohuang Pavilion with a large sandalwood bed, and replaced the bed covering with new ones inside and out.

Even so, He Lancong still rested on the bamboo couch by the window every day, sometimes not moving for a day.

Looking out from the south window, the positions of the hidden guards and guards in the courtyard are very clear.It's not like he doesn't know these things at ordinary times, but looking at it now, his heart feels sad. He was originally a bloody man, but now he is trapped in the three-story attic, becoming someone's plaything, a gorgeous bird in a cage.

He always felt very tired, but every time he closed his eyes, everything that happened that night would appear immediately.If he had only been insulted by the emperor, he could still have been bitten by a mad dog, but that day, everything that happened that day was a nightmare.Controlled by those eunuchs with drugs, unable to struggle, he was insulted by the emperor in full view.Afterwards, the emperor tortured him cruelly for a while.Unexpectedly, the nightmare didn't stop there, and when he woke up, he was told that he had been made a son, and that he had truly become a member of the little emperor's harem.

"He Lan, are you feeling better today?" At some point, the emperor entered the room, took a few steps to the side of the bamboo couch, reached out and stroked his forehead, making sure he didn't have a fever, and said, "Don't always be in front of the window, be careful of catching a cold, this time Bei Cang is no better than Dong Lin, it will cool down when it says cold."

Hearing the emperor's almost gentle words, He Lancong secretly sneered.

"Go back to bed and lie down. If you are afraid of getting tired, I can carry you there." The emperor was not very old, but he was very confident in his strength.

Of course, the emperor's words unsurprisingly caused the people on the bamboo couch to tremble.

The emperor stretched out his hand, regardless of his struggle, and hugged him horizontally.He Lancong's body shape was maintained very well, without any excess fat on his body. Recently, he was tired physically and mentally and lost a lot, so that when the emperor picked him up, he couldn't feel the weight of this person for a moment.

Put him on the warm, soft bed, pull the brocade quilt, and the emperor sat beside the bed.

"He Lan, would you like to listen to me tell you some stories?" the emperor asked gently.

He Lancong withdrew his vigilant gaze, closed his eyes slowly, and silently refused.

"Open your eyes and look at me. How can you say that I am also the king of a country and your first man." The emperor pressed his shoulder, shaking, very anxious.

Obviously, this sentence stimulated him, his eyes widened, and he said, "Why, His Majesty is not satisfied, how many more people does His Majesty plan to let He Lan insult?"

"I didn't mean that." The little emperor knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, but he managed to force him to speak, and he was still a little happy.Almost half a month later, I finally spoke.

He Lancong ignored him, still turned his head, and buried his head in the quilt. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have the strength to resist now, he wouldn't lie on the bed no matter what. Seeing the bed now, he felt like vomiting.

Unwilling to give up, the emperor turned his head and said cautiously: "Helan, don't do this, you