The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

Jing Min looked down at him, the dark and dank dungeon seemed to have covered his brows with a thin layer of frost, he said coldly: "If Concubine Ai really doesn't know good from bad, then she will stay in this dungeon." Stay forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the wooden wheel on one side of the wheelchair with one hand, and the wheelchair turned sensitively. Ye Xiaozhou could only see the back of the chair and the vague silhouette of King Ning.

Since King Ning turned to leave, Han Xiuping, as his personal bodyguard, had no choice but to light the ever-burning lamp and put it down, then followed Jing Min lightly.

The sound of wooden wheels rolling was heard again in the dark cell, and Ye Xiaozhou was left in the dark corner, like a dying, withered flower.

Not waiting for them to go far, Ye Xiaozhou suddenly said behind him: "Jing Min, you kill me."

Sitting in this dungeon for several hours, Ye Xiaozhou thought a lot.

The Ye family is gone, the idle days he used to take for granted disappeared like a dream, he can no longer be that wanton young master of the Ye family, but after removing that layer of identity, he is now just a son of criminals, yes Only attached to Jing Min, trapped in this Prince Ning's mansion, a concubine Ning who he has always been unwilling to admit.

He felt that his life was too meaningless and worthless.

Rather than living in the dark like this, rather than enduring endless humiliation like this, rather than being depressed all day long in this palace, it's better to end it here.

Although Ye's mother practiced Buddhism, Ye Xiaozhou didn't believe in the theory of reincarnation of the six realms. If there was no such sad afterlife, he would cut him off with a knife until he saw blood. Presumably he and Jing Min could really break up.

Jing Min raised his hand slightly, Han Xiuping's feet stopped, the two sat and stood, and stopped not far from Ye Xiaozhou.

"Since you have married into this palace and become the concubine of this king, life and death are not something you can decide in private," Jing Min said expressionlessly, "You should regret that you didn't decide on your own before marrying into Prince Ning's mansion."

Han Xiuping stood behind Jing Min's wheelchair to the left. Others may not know King Ning's temperament, but he has been by Jing Min's side for nearly ten years. It can be said that he watched him grow up.

As long as Ye Xiaozhou lives for a day, he will be Princess Ning. If he dies, Jing Min will definitely use him as the bottom of the coffin.

Sometimes Han Xiuping even thinks that if the six reincarnations of Buddhism really come true in this secular world, then after his prince dies, he will surely turn into an evil ghost, never to be reincarnated forever, haunting those he hates Life after life.

It wasn't until the prison door was locked again that Han Xiuping asked cautiously: "Your Highness, from Wang Hao's tone, it seems that I really want to seek death, and then lock him in this dungeon alone, will it be okay?" What happened?"

Jing Min looked at him coldly: "Why don't Mr. Han go in and accompany him?"

"This subordinate is talking too much, and I hope the prince will forgive me."

Jing Min is quite tolerant towards Han Xiuping, after all, his bad mouth has been bothering him for ten years, if not for these ten years of friendship, King Ning must have ordered someone to twist his tongue.

But Jing Min didn't care about what Han Xiuping said. Although there were no sharp weapons in the dungeon that could be used to kill himself, he also checked the clothes and quilts sent by Chen Mengchu, and they were not entrained. Even if Ye Xiaozhou wanted to Death, I'm afraid it's hard to do.

As for killing him head-on, that's not something ordinary people can do. He believes that Ye Xiaozhou doesn't have such courage.

But Jing Min couldn't figure it out, how could a person like Ye Xiaozhou want to seek death?

He is clearly so weak, so afraid of pain, and usually shed tears when his oily skin is scratched... Jing Min suddenly realized at this time that it seemed that making Ye Xiaozhou helpless and hopeless was not what he wanted.

He really missed the Ye Xiaozhou who put him on the top of his heart and was all eyes on him.

King Ning didn't realize until now that he didn't have to rely on those unreasonable hatreds to go on.Just like in the past, being tired of being with Ye Xiaozhou, it doesn't seem to matter whether they can have children or not, as long as Ye Xiaozhou is around, it seems that life is no longer so boring.

It's a pity that the relationship that has been completely torn up can't go back to the past.

Another drizzle fell tonight.

After nightfall, the palace people restrained their hands and feet, only dared to walk around lightly, and occasionally spoke softly, so as not to disturb the nobles in the palace.

Today's memorials are piled up like a mountain, and on weekdays, several eunuchs and close officials supported by Jing Ling will share and review the memorials for him, but today since the emperor came back from Prince Ning's mansion, he seems to be a different person. You have to do it yourself, and you don't want to do anything to others anymore.

Jing Ling's personal eunuch knew in his heart that the emperor had been provoked by King Ning, so even if he rarely stayed up until midnight, the little eunuch did not dare to persuade him.

Today's emperor always feels that his position as emperor is not secure. Jing Min has been smart since he was a child, and has the talent of never forgetting. ...Jing Ling once thought that if this ninth younger brother was born ten years earlier, this world might not be his world anymore.

He can ascend to this throne, but he only has a little more luck than Jing Min.

After closing the last memorial, Jing Ling breathed a sigh of relief, the double image of the black lettering in Zhu Zhu still remained in front of her eyes and in her mind.

The night is already deep.

The emperor, who was not sleeping soundly, had a dream. In the dream, Jing Min was only ten years old, but he lost his childishness early. His body, which had already started to cramp, was straight and thin. When he stood up, he was just in line with His chest was level.

It was only the first day when Jing Min arrived in Luojing, after confirming the token, he summoned him first.

This younger brother does not look like his father at all, but his eyebrows and eyes do look a bit like the missing concubine Shu. That concubine Shu was a famous daughter of Luo Jing in the past, and there is no one in the harem. People are more familiar with the words "overwhelm the country and overwhelm the city" than her. As for her son...

Although Jing Min has not grown yet, his handsome appearance cannot be concealed by the dirt and dust on his face.

Jing Ling felt that she would not admit her mistake.

Then he followed the Taishanghuang's will and led the child to the Taishanghuang's bedside.

At that time, Emperor Xiaoren was lying on the sick bed for a long time, waking up and sleeping from time to time, but on the day when he heard that the Ninth Prince had been found, his ashen eyes suddenly lit up, and his spirit became much better. The eunuch: "Have they come?"

In order to reassure Emperor Xiaoren, Jing Ling held Jing Min's hand when she went, but the child's hand was very cold, and her face still showed the indifference of not being interested in anything.

Jing Min was taught by him to kneel in front of Emperor Xiaoren's sick bed. He watched his father push himself up, grabbed Jing Min's hand, and asked tremblingly, "Where is your concubine mother?"

Jing Min stared at Emperor Xiaoren's slightly cloudy eyes, and then said lightly: "Dead."

Emperor Xiaoren tightened his fingers, Jing Min frowned slightly as if being scratched by him, the former paused, and then asked: "How...how did she die?"

Jing Min lowered his eyes, then shook his head.

Emperor Xiaoren was slightly stunned for a while, and didn't ask any more questions, but murmured: "Good boy, my good emperor, you have suffered."

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly coughed violently, with an expression as if he was about to spit out his internal organs alive, Jing Min felt a little disgusted, and shrank back calmly.

Emperor Xiaoren, who managed to slow down, didn't seem to notice his slight movement at all, but continued to ask: "Do you... have a name?"

"Single character min," Jing Min said.

"Min...it really is the word I chose for you before," Emperor Xiaoren murmured, "Jing Min...remember, your surname will be Jing from now on."

Then he beckoned to the new emperor Jing Ling: "A Ling, come here."

Jing Ling took a few steps forward, then raised her robe and knelt beside Emperor Xiaoren's bed.

"A Ling, you are his elder brother. In the future..." Emperor Xiaoren smiled wryly, and then continued, "I will not be here in the future, so you have to take good care of your brother."

Before Jing Ling could reply, the Emperor Xiaoren suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, dripping on the bright yellow brocade quilt.

Jing Ling shouted in shock: "Father!"

"Where's the imperial physician? Hurry up and call the imperial physician!" The new emperor commanded the little eunuch who was a little dazed with fright in a hurry.

"No need," Emperor Xiaoren smiled faintly at him, "I've already reached the end of my life, but my heart is worried and I can't close my eyes. Now my wish is over..."

"From now on, this world will be handed over to you two brothers."

As soon as his words fell, his body seemed to have lost his bones and went limp.

Jing Ling knew that this might be his father's deathbed, and even a thousand-year-old ginseng could no longer hang his life, but Emperor Xiaoren's eyes were still open and refused to close.

"Ninth brother, he is still waiting for you to call him father."

"Jing Min, call him..."

Jing Min pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Until Emperor Xiaoren stopped breathing, he couldn't hear Jing Min calling him Father.

Ten-year-old Jing Min had never heard of Lu Nan, and he grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, far away from Emperor Shangao. Even Jing's regaining the world has only heard a few words from others.So he didn't understand why his father, who was the emperor, refused to go to them before, causing them to live so hard.

In order to protect him, Jiang Fuliu never mentioned these things to him, so Jing Min didn't know what the embarrassment of Emperor Xiaoren was at all.

After the death of Emperor Xiaoren, a great eunuch who was favored by the new emperor once said to the new emperor in private: "This child has such a hard mouth, but his heart is just as hard. After all, he grew up in the city and the countryside. I don't know what thoughts of the three teachings and nine streams I have learned..."

Although Jing Ling was a little apprehensive in her heart, she still said in a deep voice: "No matter what, he is my own younger brother, so I can't let you, a slave, talk too much."

"Your servant said something wrong," the eunuch patted his face obsequiously, "Your servant slapped his lips."

"Okay," Jing Ling was upset, and said impatiently, "Get out, don't be an eyesore here."

The eunuch immediately took orders and retreated outside to cool off.

Jing Ling had to admit that he was indeed somewhat jealous of Jing Min—Emperor Xiaoren loved Jing Min's biological mother, Concubine Shu, so naturally he preferred the Ninth Prince, whom he hadn't seen in seven years. On the day I came back, I was thinking about them all day long.

But why?The world was clearly brought back to Jing's hands by him, Jing Ling.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Jing Ling opened her eyes immediately, their eyes were bloodshot, and there was still a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

"It's the third quarter of Mao, it's time to go to court." The little eunuch knelt down and bowed his head.

Jing Ling lifted the brocade quilt covering her body, and then suddenly asked: "Prince Ning's marriage seems to have never entered the palace to greet me and the queen?"

The little eunuch replied: "Your Majesty, you forgot that the Holy Majesty, considering that King Ning has been in poor health recently, ordered that King Ning be excused from this ceremony."

"But I was still in good spirits when I saw him yesterday," Jing Ling said, "Prince Ning and Concubine Ning went to the palace this afternoon to have a face-to-face meeting. I haven't seen this legendary sister-in-law who looks so good."