I can't, I can't

Yang Huo came with his back behind his back, but he didn't seem to be hiding anything, he was open and frank, showing the calmness that everything was under control.

Inexplicably, it makes people almost forget his usual pretentious appearance, his demeanor and expression are closer to Kang Jiangxue's memory of Yang Huo's appearance in the later period of the original text when he was in control.

The little emperor didn't waste any time, he opened his mouth and asked, "How is Sheng Lingxi? Where did you send her?"

Yang Huo glanced indifferently at this question: "You asked this in the first sentence? This king thought that the queen was just a display to Her Majesty, but it turned out that she still had some genuine affection."

Sure enough, when the time came to tear off the camouflage near the end, Yang Huo even called himself "the king" instead of "subject" in front of him.

Kang Jiangxue didn't listen to the sarcasm and ridicule in his words, her eyes were locked, and she stared at Yang Huo coldly.

Only then did Yang Huo say: "I'm in the prison department, but your Majesty doesn't have to worry about it so much. She is very useful, and I don't think she will die for a while."

The Prison Division is a place where you will be skinned as soon as you enter. It is not as easy as it sounds. Kang Jiangxue feels her heart tighten when she hears it, not to mention how Sheng Lingyu would feel if she knew.

Sheng Lingyu will definitely save people regardless of safety. No one knows what Sheng Lingxi will encounter inside, and Sheng Lingyu can't afford the risk of letting it go.

The little emperor sullenly focused his attention for a short while, while Yang Huo looked at the little emperor and said, "Your Majesty specially asked me to come here just to ask about the situation and to beg for a favor from the empress?"

During the words, Sheng Lingxi's life was not regarded as a major matter at all. Kang Jiangxue held back her unhappiness and confronted her face to face: "I am not asking for love, but want to give you a chance."

Yang Huo seemed to have a slight interest in the calm: "Oh? Give me a chance? What chance?"

The little emperor didn't hesitate, and said word by word: "Kill Fu Honglang."

There was a brief silence in the air, and a very light and playful smile appeared on the corner of Yang Huo's mouth. He looked like he was reading a joke, but there was a bit of seriousness in the smile, making it hard to tell whether he was What kind of attitude.

"Kill the national teacher?" Yang Huo was silent enough, and said with a low smile, "To sow discord and want the enemy to fall apart, does your majesty think this is the right time?"

What Yang Huo was thinking and what Fu Honglang was thinking were really complicated, but Kang Jiangxue knew that they were not kind by nature and willing to share power with others.

That being the case, don't waste time talking nonsense, just weigh the pros and cons, the little emperor said bluntly: "I will write you an imperial edict."

Yang Huo's attitude remained unchanged: "Your Majesty's jade seals are all in my hands, what edicts do you need His Majesty to write in person?"

Kang Jiangxue said solemnly and indifferently: "The edict of abdication, I, Yang Ying, voluntarily surrender the throne to you."

Yang Huo's expression finally changed for the first time since he entered the palace. He restrained his expression slightly, and looked at the little emperor with deep eyes.

Abdicate to the virtuous.

This approach was originally the fate of the little emperor in the original text, and for Yang Huo, it was also the most unobstructed and unobstructed path among all paths.

He has the advantage of being surnamed Yang, unlike Fu Honglang, a relative with a bad name, if the little emperor abdicates to him, there is actually no need to engage in coercion.

It's a pity that with Sheng Lingyu around, it's impossible for the little emperor to abdicate, and now that the imperial edict is already under pressure, the abdication edict has lost its original strong allure.

Yang Huo felt that this kind of development was quite regrettable. He shook his head, became unmoved again, and said, "That's all?"

Kang Jiangxue knew that it was impossible to persuade him so easily, and she sneered in her heart that Yang Huo would sooner or later break up with Fu Honglang, but instead of putting on a solid alliance, she said: "Zhen will help you complete your plan , with me here, your actions will definitely go much smoother."

Yang Huo didn't go on the road, and asked: "What is the plan of this king?"

Kang Jiangxue showed her trump card and simply punctured it: "Aren't you going to blow up Fu Honglang and the entire palace together? Wouldn't it be better for me to tell Fu Honglang about this?"

Yang Huo's face suddenly became indifferent, and the surrounding air pressure also dropped instantly. Yang Huo stared at the little emperor, as if he wanted to nail Kang Jiangxue to the spot.

After a few seconds, Yang Huofang spoke, but he was no longer as calm as before: "How did you know? Who told you..."

"Does Sheng Lingyu know?"

In the plot of the original text, Yang Huo buried Fu Honglang with hundreds of thousands of tons of gunpowder. Although it is not known whether Fu Honglang really died there, but since then, Fu Honglang has indeed never appeared again.

The current plot has already deviated. Kang Jiangxue is not sure whether Yang Huo will purchase such a large amount of gunpowder according to the plan in the original text, but looking at Yang Huo's reaction now, it is obvious that he is still repeating the old tricks and has not deviated from that plan.

However, although gunpowder exists, it may not be transported into the palace as in the original text without anyone noticing.

Before Sheng Lingyu watched the little emperor closely, the palace was surrounded by iron barrels, thinking that the gunpowder prepared by Yang Huo was still outside the palace, waiting for the right time.

Kang Jiangxue did not respond to Yang Huo's question, and calmly said: "Tomorrow there will be a full moon wine in the palace, and Fu Honglang, I can guarantee that he will stay with me from beginning to end."

"..."

Yang Huo narrowed his eyes silently, and after a few seconds, he said, "What do you want?"

It became.

Kang Jiangxue was certain in her heart, and replied: "Don't touch Sheng Lingxi, she is weak and can't stand the toss. Among the palace servants who have been detained, there is a man named Ping Wuqi. You send him to Sheng Lingxi to take care of him." , don't let anything happen to Sheng Lingxi."

"and also?"

The little emperor wanted to say something, but after thinking about it for a moment, it was meaningless to talk to Yang Huo. Yang Huo couldn't really do it. He just lowered his eyes and said, "Just kill Fu Honglang and the rest of the palace. People are sent to take refuge in the tunnel you preset in the palace, try not to hurt innocent people."

Yang Huo sneered when he heard the words: "Your Majesty thinks so much."

Kang Jiangxue knew what he was sarcastic about, so she sneered at it: "I just hope that His Royal Highness King Ning's plan will succeed and he can really kill Fu Honglang. I think a lot, but King Ning only needs to think about one thing: to ensure that Fu Hong Lang died thoroughly, never turning over again."

The time for the conversation flew by.

The little princess, who hadn't seen the little emperor for a long time, moaned in Haitang's embrace.

The voice spread to the little emperor's side, and Yang Huo was also attracted.

The man broke away from his thoughts, and quickly fell into new thoughts. He smiled and said to the little emperor: "Speaking of which, it seems that this king has not congratulated His Majesty on Princess Xide."

The little emperor said coldly, "You don't need to congratulate me."

Yang Huo obviously didn't mean that, and said casually: "I heard from outsiders that the little princess is the first daughter of the middle palace, but this king looks at Empress Sheng's figure, and it doesn't look like a postpartum state."

At this point, the fact that the little emperor gave birth to a child in person is nothing more than a layer of window paper. As smart as Yang Huo, the answer is self-evident.

Kang Jiangxue simply did not answer.

But Yang Huo said suddenly: "If the plan comes to fruition, this king doesn't want an edict, but something else."

The little emperor didn't want to pay attention to Yang Huo, but he had no choice, so he said indifferently: "What do you want?"

Yang Huo's exposed eye flashed a little light, he put away his smile, and looked a bit serious and hesitant: "You gave birth to Sheng Lingyu's child, which is unpleasant, your majesty can do it Such a miracle, why don’t you give me one too? No matter male or female, this king will not choose.”

Kang Jiangxue was completely silent. I don't know what kind of mentality Yang Huo had when he said this, and whether he deliberately disgusted Kang Jiangxue.The little emperor was indeed shocked by him, feeling disgusted and uncomfortable all over.

Kang Jiangxue was so disgusted that she suppressed the ridicule and said, "How can I not choose to have a child for you? It seems that I have to give birth to a son. In the future, the next generation will inherit the country, so that the royal blood will not be spoiled by your bastard blood." Pollution, dirty the dragon chair of the Yang family."

Yang Huo was not angry, but laughed when he heard the sound: "If it was born by His Majesty, it would be reasonable to inherit the throne, so let's make it a deal."

"..."

Kang Jiangxue choked on her breath, and her malicious speech failed to achieve the effect, but was easily bounced back by Yang Huo, making him wonder for a while whether Yang Huo was joking or not.

At this moment, Yang Huo approached, put his arms around the little emperor's shoulders, and rubbed against his hair.

Kang Jiangxue's reaction was very quick, almost jumping away, so the rubbing motion only touched his hair.The little emperor looked over in shock, unable to imagine where Yang Huo's actions would have touched if he hadn't dodged.

Did Yang Huo just want to kiss him?

Kang Jiangxue was a little confused, but Yang Huo didn't react much. He didn't seem to think there was anything excessive in his behavior at all, and said lightly: "Your Majesty is really stingy, just collect some rewards in advance."

After saying that, Yang Huo didn't bother, and quickly left, leaving the little emperor alone for a while, feeling full of disgust after knowing it.

Whatever it is for.

It's disgusting.

In the evening, when Fu Honglang came back, he didn't mention anything, he just hugged the child for a while and played with the child for a quarter of an hour, accompanied by the little emperor's nervous company.

It seemed that Fu Honglang didn't know anything about Yang Huo's past visits, but Kang Jiangxue felt that Yang Huo might not be able to do it so perfectly. Fu Honglang knew it, but just let it go.

A lot of strange palace people entered outside the Zhengyang Palace, and arranged arrangements around, covering the palace as far as the eye could see with a layer of hypocritical joy.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Honglang got up early, woke up the little emperor, and accompanied Kang Jiangxue to change Changle into new clothes suitable for the day of full moon wine.

Chang Le likes red very much, and started waving his arms all the time when he put on the new clothes, very happy.Fu Honglang was in a good mood, and scratched her cheek with the cigarette stick: "This is a rambunctious person, really unlike me."

Of course, the child born to Kang Jiangxue and Sheng Lingyu couldn't look like Fu Honglang.The little emperor listened silently, and hugged the festively dressed little princess into his arms.

But Fu Honglang refused, saying: "It's so busy today, it's not good to be tired, give me a hug."

It was meaningless to compete with Fu Honglang, the little emperor could only endure the resistance and pass the child over.According to the plan, the full moon wine will be served in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and at this moment they will have to go there on foot.

The weather was fine, and on the way there, Fu Honglang sat on the chariot together, this man was holding the child and sitting next to the little emperor.

Looking at it this way, it really looks like a family of three, but among the three, only the little emperor didn't smile.

While in a trance, Fu Honglang said casually, "What did you and Yang Huo say yesterday?"