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No one was left in Zhou Chongdian, the guards swarmed in, like water outside the cabin, squeezing the air tightly.

A light rain started to fall, and upon hearing the news, Uncle Yan rushed over, knelt down with Zhou Chong, and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Yan Bo's name is Yan De, and he used to serve Emperor Wu.When he was still young, Emperor Wen often went to play in Emperor Wu's palace. At that time, Emperor Wu's mother, Concubine De, was very favored, she was gentle and virtuous, and often talked with Emperor Wen.Yan Bo was afraid that the two children's teeth would be broken, so he always asked the small kitchen to put less sugar when making pastries.

The young Emperor Wen felt that his mouth was tasteless, so he made a fuss to coax him. In the end, Emperor Wu took out candy from his drawer to coax him.

At that time, time was very slow, and a month passed by every day.

Emperor Wen didn't have a clear memory of that time, but he only remembered that Emperor Wu was tall and had a dignified speech; he also remembered that the pastries brought by Yan Bo were tasteless, and he could eat four or five plates at a time.

The rain hit the courtyard wall, and an umbrella quietly covered Emperor Wen's head.

Emperor Wen raised his eyes and glanced, the painting on the umbrella was Xia Qinghe.

Emperor Wudi and Guan's character is only a single lotus, which was chosen by Concubine De, saying that his son is too murderous, and he should remember some noble and elegant objects.

Emperor Wen laughed at him at that time, saying that everyone was Zhou Yuzhi's Zhou Zizhong, but when he came to Emperor Wu, he became Zhou He, which sounded like a girl's name.

Emperor Wu was not annoyed either, he smiled and said nothing.

After the death of Emperor Wu, Emperor Wen planted a large field of summer lotus outside the imperial mausoleum.

But he knew in his heart that Emperor Wu had fought bloody battles outside the border fortress, and there was no complete body.When Zhen Guo General Fu Ling came back, the coffin was empty.

"Your Majesty, let's go in, it's raining fast."

Emperor Wen came back to his senses, and the person who spoke was Jiang Yu. As early as when it started to rain, he had prepared an umbrella to cover the rain tightly.

It was a farce, and Emperor Wen felt a headache when he saw it.

He ignored the calculations in these people's minds, raised his legs and entered the inner hall of Gu Huaxuan, and said, "Call Yan Zhou to come."

Zhou Chong shook his body, the water had already soaked his body, he pursed his lips tightly, and struggled to walk into the house.

Emperor Wen was sitting on the top seat, and just as Yan Bo was about to kneel down, Jiang Yu helped him up.

"Did you eat?"

Uncle Yan was startled, looked at Emperor Wen, and said, "It's kept in the small kitchen."

After speaking, he asked someone to fetch some food.

Emperor Wen held the blood swallow with red dates, tasted it, put down the spoon, and said, "It's sweet."

It was different from what he had eaten before.

Zhou Chong couldn't stand still when he entered the room. This matter had something to do with the people in his palace. Regardless of the water all over his body, he lifted his outer robe and knelt down, saying: "Father, the elder brother of the prince kept saying that Yan Zhou confused the palace and brought so many people with him." If Yan Zhou is not the one who messed up the palace, what should I do if I come to Chong'er Palace to play wild?"

Emperor Wen played with the spoon, looked at Zhou Chong, and said, "How are you doing?"

Zhou Chong looked at him, and replied: "I ask my father to give me a title."

As soon as these words came out, not only the prince, but even Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment.

Bestowing a title is not simply a title of king, but moving away from the palace and the court.The second prince was older than Zhou Chong, and now he lived in the palace even if he was crowned king, because Emperor Wen wanted to keep him and the prince to fight against each other, so as to avoid the turmoil in the court due to the fight for the throne.

And Zhou Chong originally had the help of the Zhen Guofu, why didn't he want to fight for the position?

Perhaps seeing Uncle Yan today reminded Emperor Wen of the past.

Emperor Wen was not in a hurry to answer Zhou Chong, but asked instead: "Have you thought it through?"

Zhou Chong kowtowed, closed his eyes tightly, and said, "I have thought it through clearly."

"Yan Zhou is here!" Several guards pulled Yan Zhou, who was only wearing obscene clothes, forward.

Yan Zhou was pushed to the ground by the guards, propped himself up and sat up, without asking why the room was busy, he kowtowed to Emperor Wen, and said: "My servant pays my respects to the Emperor."

Emperor Wen closed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, it really is a child taught by Yan De, who knows how to be polite.

After knowing the matter, Yan Zhou's face turned pale, and he asked, "This, how to prove this?"

The prince smiled with his lips curled up, and said: "It's not that simple, you'll know if you take off your trousers and let people test if you're a hermaphrodite?"

Perhaps the words of intersex were too harsh, and even Jiang Yu frowned.

Yan Zhou propped himself up and stood up, not looking at Zhou Chong who was kneeling in the middle, and took off his outer pants.

The obscene clothes are very short, barely covering the position above the heels of the legs.

Yan Zhou's legs were long and straight, with no hair at all, like jade chopsticks, clean and clean.

The palace is full of people, the emperor, eunuchs, guards and princes.

Yan Zhou clasped his hands and took off his obscene pants.Jiang Yu on the side held a fan to cover Emperor Wen's face, so that the emperor could not see such filth.On the other hand, he went forward to conduct an inspection, and after a stick of incense passed, Jiang Yu leaned over and said to Emperor Wen: "Your Majesty, Yan Zhou has indeed been purified, it is inhumane."

The prince widened his eyes and said, "No, it's impossible!"

Regardless of his own identity, he stepped forward and pulled Yan Zhou, Yan Zhou fell to the ground without noticing for a moment, the length of the obscene clothes could not cover the lower body, and almost all the people in the palace looked at that place all at once.

Incompleteness and abuse are the scars of eunuchs.

Zhou Chong's eyes turned red, and he looked at Yan Bo in disbelief.

The scar there was branded by Yan Bo himself.

Uncle Yan didn't dare to look up at him, he gritted his teeth tightly, and stepped on the tears that accidentally dripped on the floor tiles.

Within the walls of this palace, no one spares tears.

"How long do you want to make trouble?!" Emperor Wen finally lost his temper, and threw a hot cup of red dates and milk swallow on the ground, and the splashed sugar juice scalded the prince's hand.

The prince quickly knelt down and said, "Father, please calm down!"

Emperor Wen pursed his lips tightly and did not insist on a word.

The prince looked at the guards at the side. When the guards were looking for Yan Zhou in the room, they also searched Gu Huaxuan, but they couldn't find the red bead of Concubine Lan.

Seeing the guard shaking his head, the prince didn't pursue it any further, and only scolded himself for not being ready this time.

The farce of the night caused Emperor Wen to have a headache. After Jiang Yu helped him up, he walked out, and when he reached the threshold, he turned around and said: "I have passed on the word of mouth, the ninth prince Zhou Chongjun, who is diligent in learning, has both talents, and bestows the title of king." King, canonized ten days after the sacrifice of the imperial mausoleum."

When Zhou Chong heard this, his complexion was not good, and he knelt down with Yan Bo's support, his head hit the floor with a bang.

"Thank you, Father."

The people in the room walked and scattered, and they finished walking in a short while.

Zhou Chong got up and picked up Yan Zhou who was kneeling on the ground.

Yan Bo wanted to stop him, but Zhou Chong glanced at him, and he froze where he was, not daring to move.

"Ask someone to prepare water, and change everything in this house!"

Yan Zhou's clothes were not finished yet, and he was carried back to the bed by Zhou Chong.The bed, which was warm just now, is now cold, especially the side of the bed.

Zhou Chong threw Yan Zhou on the bed, and reached out to touch him.Yan Zhou wanted to hide, but after thinking about it, he quietly let Zhou Chong move, no matter how tightly his fingers pinched the quilt.

Cut cleanly, leaving nothing behind.

At that time, Yan Zhou complained about his illness, and Uncle Yan said that he had invited the imperial physician to take a look.

Zhou Chong went to Yan Zhou's yard to see it, and stood outside the window to talk to him.Yan Zhou replied in the room with a joyful voice.

Was he enduring the pain at that time?

Don't you even have the energy to eat?

Zhou Chong looked up at Yan Zhou, lowered his head and kissed the scar.

After making people breathless, Zhou Chong stared blankly at that place, remembering that so many people in the palace saw Yan Zhou’s pain today, and said in a low voice: “Chuan’er, I want to tear those people’s eyeballs away. Dig them all out."

The person who puts himself on the apex of his heart and hurts.

How dare they?

How dare they? !

Yan Zhou was sweating all over and his face was flushed. Hearing this, he pulled Zhou Chong to lean on him, stroked his red eyes with his hands, and said, "Your Highness, the boat doesn't hurt."

"But Chuan'er, I'm in so much pain." Zhou Chong looked at him, took his hand and put it on his chest, and said in a hoarse voice, "My place, my place is almost crushed by pain."

When it comes to matters related to the harem, no one dares to speak nonsense.

The matter of Concubine Lan is over. No one knows who the child in her belly is, and no one knows whether she really committed suicide.

In short, the corpse was thrown directly into the Yuan Mansion. No matter how much the family cried and grabbed the ground, Jiang Yu didn't look back.

The family in the Yuan Mansion has a great career, and when the ancestor had the largest official position, he sat in the position of prime minister.The later grandchildren were shaded by it and refused to do things, and they have been a little weak until now.The only person in charge of the Yuan family is just a small clan member Wailang, a sixth-rank official in the court.

The concubine hadn't come out with the results of the Spring Festival this year, so Master Yuan couldn't wait to send Yuan Lan to the palace to be a show girl. He was already old, and he envied those colleagues who could get promoted by listening to the wind.After her daughter Yuanlan entered the palace, she was favored by Emperor Wen because of her good looks.

After half a year had passed, Master Yuan saw a sedan chair at the door of his house, and then left behind a straw mat, which contained the body of his youngest daughter.

White lanterns were hung high in Yuan Mansion, Master Yuan wanted to know the cause of his daughter's death, and made a fuss.

In the end, it was the concubine Yuan Qing who held him down and pulled him back.

"Sister is dead, does father want to drag the whole Yuan Mansion into the water?" Yuan Qing said, grabbing Master Yuan's collar, and said, "If it wasn't for father insisting on forcing sister to go to the palace to be a show girl, Why is my sister like this now?"

Master Yuan shook his body, knelt down while holding the coffin weakly, and shouted: "It's dad who's sorry for you...it's dad who hurt you, Alan..."

Yuan Qing was dressed in filial piety, endured the pain, refused to look at the coffin, and walked outside.

This reckless journey actually led to the outside of the moat.

The weather is getting warmer, and the wind blows the flowers all over the ground, as if they have inexhaustible vitality.

"Is the son's surname Yuan?"

Yuan Qing turned her head and saw that the speaker was wearing a black robe, and the man behind him was bowed, with a red mole between his eyebrows, and his eyes were clear and transparent, like a bodhisattva who was compassionate and moving.

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