Fake concubine, real queen

The palace, the palace of government.

There is a thick and lingering strong medicinal smell in the empty palace. Although the smell of medicinal herbs is not unpleasant, but at this time, this medicinal smell has another meaning——

This huge dynasty, like the sun rising from the east for more than ten years, has shined through the world, and the king who speaks one word has finally come to today.

Such a lingering sick bed, so old.

The old emperor was still struggling to hold on, and intermittently, he could not stop his violent coughing from the bed in the inner hall, and even though Empress Chen tried her best to suppress it, she couldn't completely conceal the sound of soft sobbing.

By now, everyone knew that the emperor's young and strong son was obviously unwilling to continue to prostrate at his father's feet, and had his own thoughts, plans and plans.

There was a dead silence in the palace of the government, and the sound of needles falling could be heard. The palace servants who served the emperor and delivered medicine, water, and food did not dare to take a breath, nor did they dare to raise their eyelids, wishing that they had no sense of existence at all. Please don’t call the person in the outer hall, notice yourself——

His Royal Highness, the crown prince, finally tore off his gentle and honest face in the past. With this blow, the elderly Jun father was caught off guard and completely lost the initiative. Overnight, he firmly pinched the Jun father and the mother. In his hand, the fangs that had been hidden for a long time were exposed.

As for the physical condition of the emperor, others may not know it, but the palace servants in the palace of government affairs serve the emperor every day, watching from under their noses, no one knows better than them——

Although His Majesty has a cough, the Imperial Hospital has been taking care of it carefully and meticulously. The court judge Wen Imperial Physician even gathered more than a dozen national experts to consult with His Majesty one by one. At the meeting at the end of the year, it was clearly stated that His Majesty's body is fine. As long as the cough is raised slowly, stop lighting a lamp to read papers and deal with government affairs like before, and it will always get better. Why did it deteriorate so quickly that you can't even lay down the land?

And it happened to be at such a critical moment.

His Majesty's condition has suddenly become so serious that even ghosts would not believe it if he said that he has nothing to do with the Eastern Palace.

At the end of the next year, the father and son were still happily pruning branches and talking in the garden of the Lanzheng Palace. Although they didn't hear what His Majesty and the Crown Prince said, when they sent His Highness away that day, they clearly saw his eyes. Flushing red, with a rather touching appearance of benevolence and filial piety, why is he so cruel now that he is so cruel to Junfu?

That was... his biological father.

Your Majesty is not only a king, but also a father. He is also an old man who is getting old and stooped day by day. How can His Highness the Crown Prince be able to bear such a cruel hand on his father?

The courtiers in the Palace of Government Affairs all feel sympathetic.

However, no matter how puzzled and indignant they may be about these things, at this moment, the forbidden army of the Fifth Division has completely sealed up the Lanzheng Palace, and their lives are in the hands of others, so it is naturally impossible for them to have the courage to say it.

At this moment, only by obediently obeying Dong Gong's orders and hiding all the sense of existence, can there be hope of continuing to live.

The little eunuch's nervous shoulders trembled slightly, but he still forced himself to bear the fear, bowed his head and knelt down and said in a low voice: "If you go back to His Royal Highness, the medicine... the medicine slaves have already been taken by His Majesty."

Pei Zhaoyuan was sitting with his eyes downcast and holding a teacup in his hands at the moment. His sitting posture was almost meticulous, and his appearance could not be faulted at all. He was luxurious and steady.

The perfect prince of a country.

He was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, the little eunuch's nervous palms and back were covered with a thin layer of sweat, his knees were almost so soft that he couldn't kneel, and it took a long time before he finally heard The prince asked in a gentle voice: "It's good to take it, is the queen mother still inside? How is she?"

It was weird to ask this question, and the little eunuch was a little puzzled.

This...just now the empress was crying like that inside, it is impossible for His Royal Highness not to hear at all, right?

Moreover, he himself imprisoned both the emperor and the empress in the Lanzheng Palace. His Majesty is seriously ill, so where can the empress go if she is not there to accompany her?

Today, the palace that looks like an iron barrel, let alone the empress is a living person, even if a fly wants to fly out, I am afraid it will take a lot of work for the boss.

Naturally, the little eunuch didn't dare to show impatience just because the prince asked nonsense, so he just replied respectfully: "If you go back to your highness, the empress is still inside with your majesty, she has been sitting on the edge of the bed, refusing to rest. "

Pei Zhaoyuan was obviously not surprised. He didn't react at all when he heard the words. He just moved the finger holding the teacup, pursed his lips and said, "Go in and tell the queen mother, just say... I have something to say to the queen mother."

The little eunuch hurriedly kowtowed to accept the order, turned around and walked into the palace with small steps.

As soon as the little eunuch left, another young man in brocade clothes came in. He was not very polite when he saw the prince, and he only bowed slightly and said in a loud voice, "Your Highness, Commander Ji has sent people to ask him many times. Yes, in the north of the city..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the crown prince interrupted him in a calm tone, saying: "Gu has explained to Bo Chang that we will deploy defenses in the capital, and we will do what Gu told him before."

While speaking, he raised his chin and looked at the bench next to him, motioning for Yue Huaimin to sit down next to him.

Yue Huaimin took his seat. He obviously came and went in a hurry and didn't dare to delay. He was running most of the way, and he was a little out of breath. While pouring himself tea, he said: "Your Highness's orders, Commander Ji naturally knows, but now It has been five days since the city was closed, and the Yingluan Palace is guarded by heavy soldiers, and nothing has happened. Even if King Zhong has wings, he will never fly out to report the news. We all know who the loyal loyalists are, and they will definitely not be able to get out now, but although nothing has gone wrong so far, after all, Wen Xiuming has led the army for many years. I plan to hide it from his eyes and ears, there are His Highness's people in Luoling, but be careful when sailing for ten thousand years, what if they have any backup?"

"We still need to be cautious about deploying defenses in the south of the city, especially the defense of the second south gate. We must not take it lightly. Your Highness is going to transfer people to the second north gate. I'm afraid..."

However, the crown prince didn't seem to listen to Yue Huaimin's long speech at all, he just put down the teacup and said in a warm voice: "Just do what Gu and he told him before."

He clearly looked relaxed and warm, and his tone was equally soft, but he didn't leave any room for Yue Huaimin to be blocked back. It was obvious that his heart had been weighed down and he was not going to change his mind.

Yue Huaimin changed his mind, raised his eyes to look at the prince, and suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Your Highness... Are you angry with Commander Ji?"

Perhaps Yue Huaimin rarely spoke the wrong words because of his constant and extremely tense mind these days, but as soon as he uttered this thoughtless mutter, he immediately came back to his senses, and his face suddenly changed. Losing his composure, he immediately stood up, knelt down in front of the prince with a plop, and said, "Your Highness, it's the minister... the minister lost his sense for a while and spoke nonsense, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

The prince was silent for a while, but after a long while there was still a just right smile on his face, he stood up and helped Yue Huaimin up, and said in a gentle voice: "When is it, Fengying is worried about such things? Gu and you have known each other since childhood, Growing up together, what kind of affection, how can you care about such trivial matters with you?"

After a pause, he continued: "However... Bochang was indeed a little impatient this time."

Yue Huaimin didn't mind hearing that he didn't mind, at first he felt a little more at ease, but when he heard the last sentence and smelled the strong smell of medicine in his nose, another thing suddenly came to his mind .

That's right...His Highness has been angry with Commander Ji for the past few days. He was still wondering why, but now he suddenly realized that it must be because of this matter——

On the New Year's Eve palace banquet, the bowl of "Sydney Soup" was delivered to the emperor's case, because it was necessary to bypass the emperor's always the most cautious royal officials, and to bypass the huge group of palace servants, The guards can only be handed over to Commander Ji.

His Highness' original intention was to tell His Majesty to lie on the couch for half a month without hurting his body. However, I don't know if the imperial doctor who prepared the soup was unreliable, or some other reason, the emperor's condition deteriorated rapidly after drinking the soup. Although Commander Ji said that the imperial physician had repeatedly assured that His Majesty's health would gradually improve after half a month, it would be very difficult to see the emperor lingering on the sick bed, coughing and wheezing, and even having difficulty exhaling. It is believed that such an old man who has been ill can successfully pass through this extremely dangerous gate of hell and recover smoothly.

...Your Highness, could it be that Commander Ji blamed Commander Ji for being too ruthless and hurt the emperor?

But up to now, what difference does it make if the attack is light or heavy?

Could it be that His Highness actually thought that after such a thing as treason and forcing the palace, could he and His Majesty still have a bit of father-son affection in the future?

Yue Huaimin looked at the prince's expression for a while, hesitant in his heart, but after hesitating again and again, he still decided to speak.

Now that the Song family has collapsed, apart from the Chen family, Commander Ji is His Highness's most solid and reliable arm. At this time, there must be no rift between His Highness and Commander Ji.

Yue Huaimin said: "The medicine, after all, is not a fatal medicine. His Majesty's body will definitely get better. I know that His Highness is filial, but Commander Ji didn't do it on purpose. Recently, there have been many trivial matters..."

The prince curled his lips into a smile, and said: "Fengying doesn't have to be so nervous. I don't blame Bochang. I also know that you have worked hard these days. It's just...it's just father..."

He stopped talking, but Yue Huaimin understood what he meant.

The emperor did not wake up, not to mention that His Highness was worried, and no one wrote the imperial edict, which was the most important thing.

Yue Huaimin thought the crown prince was worried about this, so he comforted him and said, "Your Highness, I haven't finished talking just now, Your Highness don't need to worry, Master Chen helped Commander Ji to find someone from the Tai Hospital to make this medicine. There will be a mistake, we have asked about it, maybe they used a little too much dose in their haste, but even so, His Majesty will wake up in a day or two at most."

The prince was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "You mean... Uncle helped to prepare this medicine?"

Yue Huaimin did not doubt that he was there, and replied calmly: "Yes, Mr. Chen has put in all his efforts to manage things over the past few days. I hope everything will go smoothly, Tianyou Palace..."

The prince didn't hear what he said at all, but the fingers under the sleeves trembled, and he was in a trance for a while.

After Yue Huaimin finished talking, seeing that the crown prince was silent, he realized that he was a little too nervous. He actually babbled like this in front of His Highness. Don't worry, His Highness should be worried with him too. Just as he was about to comfort him, he heard the Crown Prince whisper: " ... Gu only hopes that the emperor can wake up as soon as possible ... so that Gu does not become the first emperor of my Pei family to kill the king and father."

There was a bit of imperceptible sarcasm in his voice, even Yue Huaimin, who had been with him all the year round, didn't notice it for a moment.

At this moment, the little eunuch who was passing the message in the hall came out silently with small steps.

"Returning to Your Highness, the empress said... said..."

The prince turned his eyes to look at him, turned his face away, and said lightly: "What did the queen mother say? You just say it, and I will not take my anger on you."

The little eunuch trembled, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty said...she doesn't want to see His Highness, and she can't afford to be His Highness's first concubine..."

Hearing this, the prince raised his eyebrows, as if a little surprised.

"Auntie really said that?"

At this point, he finally didn't hide it anymore, and he didn't care what empress Xiao Chen was called.

The little eunuch said: "Yes, the empress did say so."

There were two more soft sobbing sounds of a woman from the inner hall.

It's Empress Chen.

The prince didn't know what he thought of, this time he raised the corners of his mouth, but he didn't hide the smile on his face at all.

He looked like he had been contemplating for several days and finally found something to be happy about, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips were smiling.

Yue Huaimin, who was watching inexplicably, felt a sudden shock in his heart.

The prince did not answer, but the little eunuch was still kneeling, and he had to ask the prince again for instructions, his voice was softer than a mosquito, and he said: "His Royal Highness, this..."

Pei Zhaoyuan said: "You tell them all to come out, and they are only going to see my aunt."

The little eunuch was startled, and said: "But... but the empress said..."

Before he finished speaking, the prince's eyes were so frightened that he swallowed back.

...That's right, everyone is well aware that what is the use of what the empress said in the Palace of Lanzheng now?

Pei Zhaoyuan stepped into the inner hall, looked up and saw the father Jun lying on the imperial couch behind the heavy tents, and the slender figure of Empress Chen who was sitting beside the couch wiping her tears with her head down.

Pei Zhaoyuan was not like before, when he saw her, he knelt down respectfully and proactively to salute, this time he just settled down and stood upright a few feet away from the bed.

"aunt."

Empress Chen's shoulders, which were still trembling slightly, froze suddenly when she heard the sound.