Why hasn't His Highness written a letter of divorce?

Outside the palace, under the bright lights.

When the prime minister held the letter Jiang Qingning handed over, he opened it full of doubts.

As a veteran of this dynasty, he could recognize the handwriting on the letter at a glance, it was the handwriting of the late emperor.

The other ministers also looked at the prime minister curiously, wondering what was written on it?

The prime minister hastily read the content above, and then read it again, his expression became a little weird, and he said in an unbelievable way: "This..."

Another minister asked doubtfully: "What is written on it?"

"Look for yourself." The prime minister sighed, and handed a piece of paper in his hand to the colleague next to him.

The minister took it, opened it and looked down, only to see that it was written in the handwriting of the first emperor:

"Gu was foolish back then, and did something that he regretted deeply. I wanted to keep it in my stomach, but now because of Che'er's future, I have to let this matter go.

Back then, because he was lonely and suspected that he was not his own son, and knowing that he was extremely intelligent, he was worried that no one among the princes could be his opponent, so he lost his mind for a while, secretly made him eat a poison, and now he is plagued by illness and his legs are crippled.

Everyone thought that he was sick and weak, but they didn't know that the poison would make him less than eighteen years old.Now Gu has the heart to make up for what happened in the past, wants to give him the future, but is worried that his broken sleeves will not leave blood for the royal family.

I had to make a decision for him in private. First, let him give up the favor of the broken sleeve, give him the antidote, recover his body, and sit on the throne of the emperor in the future. concubine.Second, let him fend for himself and die from poison. "

After the minister finished reading, his eyes fell on the last few words.I couldn't help but feel a chill behind my back, and my hair stood on end.

Like the prime minister just now, his fingers trembled a little, and he said "This..." strangely for a long time, but he couldn't say anything.

He handed the letter to the next official with a puzzled look.

After the official read it, he had the same expression as the previous prime minister and others.

Not long after, this secret letter was circulated and read by all the officials on the spot. Everyone was quiet for a while, with heavy expressions, as if it was difficult to digest the contents of the letter.

Tiger poison is still invulnerable, let alone...

Everyone's faces were full of sighs and shock, and they even felt chills on their backs and were speechless.

Anyone can see that this is a threatening letter.

It was to force Lord Jiang, who received the secret letter at that time, to make a choice, whether to let His Majesty live or to die.

Although Jiang Qingning followed Xiao Che into the palace to participate in several feasts in the palace, but because Xiao Che was not favored, not many people noticed him, and even less people noticed Jiang Qingning beside him.

Later, Xiao Che wrote a letter of divorce to Jiang Qingning, and Jiang Qingning disappeared for no reason, and everyone forgot about it.

The letter that Jiang Qingning took out now made them suddenly associate the sixth concubine a few years ago with the current Lord Jiang.

They couldn't help but see some changes in Jiang Qingning's expression.

But no matter what, this secret letter that has changed since then also presents the truth of that year to everyone.

It was true that Emperor Yong'an died of poisoning back then, but it wasn't someone else who poisoned him, but he took the poison himself.

And His Majesty, who was the sixth prince back then, was really too pitiful. He never thought that His Majesty was plagued by illness since he was a child and could not walk. It was actually the poison of his father, and the poison made him unable to survive.

Even though Emperor Yong'an loved Xiao Che and made amends to him in the end, he still had the idea that if Xiao Che didn't obey his arrangement and didn't separate from Jiang Qingning, he would let him fend for himself and die of poison.

As a father, to be able to do this...

It's so creepy it's unbelievable.

After a moment of sympathy for His Majesty, all the ministers also felt guilty. His Majesty treats them well, how could they do such absurd and treasonous things because of a temporary rumor.

Immediately, he wished he could wipe his own neck with a knife, so that he could have the face to see His Majesty.

Xiao Qi looked at everything in front of him, and was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that because of Jiang Qingning's sudden secret letter, these ministers would immediately turn against him.

He was unwilling, he didn't believe that everything was over like this, and he was about to encourage everyone to rush in to denounce Xiao Che.

Xiao Qi pointed at Jiang Qingning hoarsely and shouted: "Don't believe him, he is just a plaything under Xiao Che's body, a lowly person like him, how can he take his words seriously? That's fake, the secret letter is fake of!"

At this time, the prime minister looked at him with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness, you have had enough trouble, you should go back and rest."

Xiao Qi was slightly stunned, his pupils shrank sharply.

Not far away, Qi Wang Xiaoli ordered: "Come here, immediately arrest the rebellious King Jian! Wait for your majesty to deal with it."

Jiang Qingning was holding on to his last breath at this time, and seeing that everything was finally resolved, he no longer had the mental strength to support himself, and finally he pointed to the burden that Feng Ying carried on his body, and said: "You give this to me. His Majesty."

Feng Ying looked at the baggage with some doubts, nodded: "Okay."

Seeing that Jiang Qingning was about to fall asleep, Feng Ying immediately reached out to catch him.

At this time, Xiao Che, who had been waiting for everyone to rush in in the dormitory, finally couldn't hold back and walked out.

He had a normal expression, but he already carried the aura of the emperor without anger, which made everyone tremble and kneel in panic: "Long live my emperor!"

Xiao Che frowned, everything was not the ending he expected, and he felt a little irritated in his heart.

At this moment, an unknown official shook his hand, and the secret letter that was passed to him for reading fell down and was blown violently by the cold winter wind, just right at Xiao Che's feet.

Xiao Che lowered his head and picked it up.

All the ministers suddenly thought in their hearts that the prime minister was about to persuade His Majesty not to read it, but it was just a book of nonsense, and it was unbelievable.

Seeing that Xiao Che's expression had changed suddenly, he seemed to be about to be unable to stand up, and he clenched his fingers tightly.

……

After one night, everything in Chang'an City calmed down.

King Jian was convicted of treason and put in prison, awaiting interrogation by the Ministry of Punishment.

King Jian's accomplices were also locked up.

As for the other ministers who were temporarily deceived by King Jian, Xiao Che only gave them some simple reprimands and insignificant punishments.

It not only took into account the majesty of the emperor, but also won the hearts of the people.

Everything subsides.

Only Jiang Qingning has been in a coma for several days, but she still hasn't woken up.

Xiao Che left him in his bedroom, guarding him in his clothes.

Feng Ying gave Xiao Che the burden of Jiang Qingning.

Xiao Che opened it and saw a jade pendant and two paintings inside.

With trembling fingers, he picked up the jade pendant, rubbed it against his palm, and then picked up the two paintings next to him, feeling extremely regretful.

"A'Ning..." Xiao Che regretted and regretted in his heart.

That piece of jade pendant was given to Jiang Qingning by him once, and it was given to Jiang Qingning by begging from Emperor Yong'an at a palace banquet with fear.

And the two paintings are the two portraits he made for Jiang Qingning himself.

As well as the blue bamboo cloak that Jiang Qingning took off, the color of that cloak and the bamboo pattern embroidered on it were all specially chosen for Jiang Qingning.

It turned out that Jiang Qingning still kept these all the time. He wore that blue cloak on purpose that night, and asked Feng Ying to give him the paintings and jade pendants in the baggage. He kept these all the time, and his feelings for Xiao Che never changed.

These things, in addition to showing Xiao Che's sincerity, are also Jiang Qingning's worry that Xiao Che will be unable to hold on and fall into the abyss after seeing the secret letter.

No matter how much Xiao Che hated and loathed Emperor Yong'an back then, that person was still his emperor father.

Perhaps Xiao Che would never suspect that his frail body and recurring old diseases were all related to his father.

And even when Emperor Yong'an loved him on the surface, he still had the heart to let him fend for himself and die at any time.

At that moment, Xiao Che only felt a sweet and fishy taste welling up in his heart. He hadn't experienced the feeling of blood coming up from his throat for a long time.

If Feng Ying hadn't sent Jiang Qingning's burden in time, Xiao Che felt that his life was a complete joke, extremely sad, even more painful and desperate than before tonight.

But now everything is different, as long as there is Jiang Qingning, he feels that everything else doesn't matter.

No matter how sad and ridiculous his life was, at least Jiang Qingning brought him warmth and hope.

He knew that Jiang Qingning had to leave because of the secret letter from his father back then, and at this moment, he felt extremely guilty and distressed towards Jiang Qingning.

How could he do so many goddamn things?How sad his Aning must have been during the days when he was passively waiting to die.

Xiao Che suddenly slapped himself hard on the face, the sound was extremely loud.

Han Yun was so frightened that he hurried over to stop him: "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Xiao Che looked deeply at Jiang Qingning who was on the couch, and asked Han Yun: "Did the imperial physician come today? How long will Ah Ning wake up?"

Han Yun replied: "It should take another day or two. The imperial physician Su came to see him early this morning, and said that Mr. Jiang is in poor health, and he was exhausted from the cold. He was extremely weak, so he fell asleep for a long time."

When Xiao Che heard the words "poor physique", he couldn't help frowning. Back then he clearly remembered that Jiang Qingning had a good physique and was alive and kicking all day long. Why did he suddenly become so weak now.

Seeing that Jiang Qingning's clothes were sweaty and sticky, Xiao Che said again: "Go and get some clean pajamas."

"Wei." Han Yun quickly went to fetch clean clothes for Jiang Qingning.

He was about to ask a few court ladies to come in and change for Jiang Qingning, but he heard Xiao Che say: "Go out, come and change alone."

Han Yun was stunned for a moment, but thinking that the misunderstanding between His Majesty and Lord Jiang had now been resolved, and the two had a deep affection, it was normal for His Majesty to change Lord Jiang's clothes in person, so he withdrew.

Xiao Che lowered his head, and he stretched out his hand to undo the first button on Jiang Qingning's chest.

Although the two had had two in-depth physical exchanges, every time Jiang Qingning shyly asked Xiao Che to turn off the light first.

The first button was unbuttoned, revealing the collarbone, and it was the first time Xiao Che intuitively saw that Jiang Qingning was so thin now.

There was a sudden pain in his heart, and he was about to untie the second one.

What he didn't realize was that Jiang Qingning had already woken up, and was terrified to immediately reach out to cover the buttons on his chest, worrying that Xiao Che would see the terrifying scar on his chest.

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