Improper stepping stone for men

The appearance of Huang Guiqing's death was too terrifying, only the upper part was a face of death, but the corners of his lips were curled up as if he was very happy, the whole face looked extremely distorted.

Le Xiaoyu's body felt itchy and shivering. At first, she thought she was frightened, but soon she realized that something was wrong. The feeling didn't disappear after the fright, on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

She looked down strangely, but saw that the wound on her arm had changed from bright red to an ominous purple in such a short period of time, and the color was still rising visible to the naked eye.

The frightening black-purple climbed up like a living worm, and her arm swelled up in a blink of an eye, making her look very rash.

"The dagger is poisonous!" Le Xiaoyu yelled in horror, and hurriedly ordered, "Hurry up and tell the imperial physician!"

The palace servants were also very frightened when they saw this scene, and they quickly led the order and ran out. The rest of the people surrounded her and looked at her more swollen arm. cry bitterly.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!" Le Xiaoyu shouted impatiently, and Xianqing, who was holding her arm and weeping, stopped crying in fright.

The emperor's vision was beginning to blur, but he still comforted him patiently: "Don't be afraid, Aiqing, I will be fine."

"Your servants are not afraid," Xianqing said with tears in his eyes, "Long live the emperor, he will be safe..."

The numbness on Le Xiaoyu's body was even worse, she nodded indiscriminately, and didn't have more patience to coax him, seeing him crying non-stop, she suddenly felt a sense of irritability in her heart.

She suddenly strode up to Huang Guiqing's corpse, stepped on his face, and said angrily: "Sword man, if you dare to harm me, I will definitely tear you to pieces and wipe out your whole family." Clean it up!"

Huang Guiqing's face was distorted by her stepping on it, making her look even more terrifying, and she herself fell backwards because of too much force.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" The palace servants hurriedly stepped forward to catch her, preventing her from falling, but after such a movement, the black and purple branches on Le Xiao Yu's body had already crossed her neck and began to extend towards her face.

"Your Majesty, don't move anymore," the palace servant advised in horror, "The poison will spread even faster!"

Although Le Xiaoyu couldn't see the situation on her face, the discomfort on her body still made her feel bad. In this short period of time, she felt flustered and short of breath, and the strength in her body was constantly losing. It turns black in bursts.

Is she going to confess here today?

The emperor was flustered and hated himself for being too careless. Even Cen Geng was plotted to death by her, but he accidentally fell into the hands of a man.

Time passed bit by bit, Le Xiaoyu's consciousness gradually blurred, and she vaguely heard bursts of screams coming from outside the hall, causing her head to throb in pain.

Shut up!

She thought she was scolding angrily, but in fact her voice was all stuck in her throat, and instead of reducing, those noisy voices became louder and louder, until finally it seemed to be ringing in her ears.

"Your majesty, your majesty is not good!" Xian Qing lay on her body with tears all over her face, her face was pale and green with fright, her eyes were full of horror, "Outside, outside..."

Le Xiaoyu raised his eyes weakly, but before he could figure out what he was talking about, a group of people had already walked in through the opened door, and the leader was Cen Geng, who they thought was dead.

"Huh?" The tall woman looked around the room and said in surprise, "It's really lively here, Your Majesty."

"You—" It took Le Xiaoyu a long time to recognize her, a ghost-like expression appeared on his face, and before he could hum, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Most of the ministers at the banquet were already drunk, and when they suddenly heard that the emperor had been assassinated in their bedroom, they were so frightened that they were half sober.

Cen Geng didn't ask someone to clean up the scene, the emperor's body was left on the spot, the imperial doctor arrived and found out that the dagger was poisonous, and then asked someone to tell about the matter of Prime Minister Yu's assassination of the Grand Marshal, and the cauldron of murdering the emperor was firmly put on hold On the heads of the mother and son.

Some of the officials scolded the prime minister for being ambitious and daring, and some people saw something strange and exchanged puzzled looks with each other, but they all kept silent tacitly, and the conclusion of what happened tonight was settled.

Yu Han failed to assassinate the Generalissimo, and was killed on the spot. The emperor murdered the emperor with a poisoned dagger. After being subdued by the emperor, he kicked him in the chest and died. Both of them deserved what they deserved. .

Their death is not the end, all those involved, including the Yu family, were all implicated. In the next few days, the whole court was in a state of panic. The young and old were sent to prison, and their family property was seized.

The ground of the vegetable market was always wet in those few days, and new people were brought to beheaded every day after cleaning. The blood flowed down the street into the ditches, and even the side ditches were stained red for several kilometers.

The dagger of Huang Guiqing was highly poisonous. According to the attendant beside him, Yu Han was worried about an accident in the palace, so he specially found it for his self-defense. Useful.

Because Xianqing was closer, he planned to use him as a backstop before he died, but unexpectedly the emperor really loved that man so badly that he even took care of him regardless of his own safety.

He hated these two people to the bone, and he didn't mind whoever died, so he was very happy to see the blood on the dagger before he died.

But Le Xiaoyu was not so happy, the poison soaked into the wound cost her half her life, she had been struggling on the verge of death for five days, and was on the verge of death several times.

After finally lingering in front of the gate of hell, she survived, and when she woke up, she heard that her loyal servant girl had been wiped out. Yang Yan had "kindly" revealed this news to her.

Although Le Xiaoyu knew that she, Yuanjun, had bad intentions, she still couldn't hold back in the face of this upright conspiracy, and was so angry that she spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out immediately.

After a lot of efforts by the imperial physician, her life was finally saved, but since then her body has been completely destroyed, and the officials in the court soon learned that the emperor needs to rest in peace in the future, and even so, she will die all her life. Will be lingering on the bed, and there will not be a few years to live.

The monarch is weak, and the prince is young.

The court was in turmoil for a while, and Yang Yan, who had been prepared for a long time, took advantage of the situation and listened to the government behind the curtain with the support of Generalissimo Cen Geng, but Le Xiaoyu had no power to stop it.

The emperor's loyalties had been wiped out as early as the prime minister's treason case, and most of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu dynasty were practically on the side of Yuanjun, the general who held a heavy army.

The few who are dissatisfied are nothing more than unwilling to be inferior to men. The only ones who can criticize are Yuanjun's vulgar appearance and never being famous. stumbling block.

But they never expected that Lord Yuan was not as incompetent as they imagined, he easily resolved the problems they raised, and even took the opportunity to punish several ministers to gain authority in the court.

Yuan Jun's talent was no worse than the emperor's and even stronger than hers. It didn't take long for the entire court to be firmly in his hands, and the turmoil caused by the emperor's accident subsided in this way.

With Yang Yan in control of the overall situation inside, and Cen Geng's force of force outside, those people who were about to make a move silently withdrew their minions. After the new year, the country was not in turmoil because of the assassination of the emperor, but it seemed that the world was peaceful.

The country is prosperous and stable, the emperor should be happy, but Le Xiaoyu is not happy at all, because the person who brought all this is not her, but Yuan Jun, whom she has always looked down upon.

Her body was badly damaged, and she was still weak and weak after several months of care. It was difficult for her to even get up and go for a few laps, let alone go to court to handle political affairs.

Locked up in the bedroom like a trapped animal every day, listening to what policies Yuanjun introduced, which won the praise of all the officials, and then hearing that Yuanjun found out moths in the court, and the people called him benevolent...

The more he hears and hears, the more frightened Le Xiaoyu becomes. How long has passed? No matter whether they are in the court or ordinary people, they all praise Yuanjun. Know Yuanjun, but don't know her as the emperor?

And now her body is no longer able to have a female heir, and the only princess is also physically damaged. It is difficult for her to have a female heir. In the future...

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat." A thin voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts, and Xian Qing came in with a plate of food.

Without the picky Huang Guiqing, he was dressed in white as usual, and his movements were like a weak wind supporting a willow. He raised his eyes and smiled with a bit of shyness, looking at her softly.

If she was in good health before, Le Xiaoyu would never be able to resist dragging him to bed for three hundred rounds when she saw him like this, but recently she has become more and more depressed, and when she sees him, she can't help it. There was a surge of anger.

If it wasn't for protecting him that day, how could he have been stabbed by the poisonous dagger of Yu Shuwen's swordsman, how could his body have been damaged, and how could he have been trapped in this small courtyard, watching helplessly as the power in his hand froze. Lost bit by bit?

In fact, this kind of resentment had been growing in Le Xiaoyu's heart as early as when she knew her situation, but she kept telling herself, "This is the man I love the most, and I can do anything for him." Pressed it down with difficulty.

However, in these days, after clearly feeling what she had lost, dissatisfaction and grievances accumulated. To this day, thinking of the gloomy future, she still complains and hates after all.