On the way back to the capital, the original proud sons of heaven who accompanied them were all imprisoned in a green horse-drawn carriage without discrimination.

There are no servants to serve, no charcoal stove for heating, no elegant meals, and the only thing is the cold wind mixed with ice, just like their restless hearts.

However, when he returned to Beijing, Kangxi didn't have much energy to fight with these sons anymore. He executed the rebellious subordinates severely and decisively. In addition to beekeeping, the rest of the sons, including the prince, were guarded by heavy soldiers and put under house arrest in their respective palaces.

"What should the emperor do?" Li Dequan looked at the inner room worriedly. Since the Dongmen vegetable market became a sea of ​​blood, Kangxi has been ill for more than a month now.

"The imperial doctor saw it and said it was a heart attack. The emperor himself can't figure it out that we are slaves and there is nothing we can do about it." Jiang Yan showed a wry smile on his face.

"Oh~" Li Dequan sighed.

"Come here..." The slightly skinny figure moved under the heavy bright yellow gauze curtain.

"The emperor is awake." Li Dequan was startled, and rushed in.

With his support, Kangxi sat up leaning on the bedpost, took a breath and said, "Go...go call them."

"Your Majesty?" Li Dequan was puzzled.

"Except for the beekeepers, all the closed ones come, as well as Zhang Tingyu and the others."

Li Dequan was a smart man, his hands couldn't help shaking at this moment.

really.

"The crown prince is the prince of the country, benevolent, filial, loyal, and now... now he will be established as the new emperor, and he will choose a date to perform the ceremony."

"My son obeys the order!"

"The minister obeys the order!"

The loyal courtiers naturally bowed their heads to accept the order, but the sons below had different expressions, but they had expected something in their hearts, and the turmoil on their faces calmed down in a blink of an eye. They had worshiped Kangxi and left the Qianqing Palace. Opening the door, looking up at the slowly dissipating haze above the Forbidden City, I felt relieved.

The prince who was left inside was still a little dazed, he had made many bad plans, but, only, he didn't expect the dust to settle so quickly.

"Baocheng, I'm tired~" Kangxi was very old these days, and his breath was full of weakness.

Jiang Yan stayed outside for a long time, until the night fell, and the cool stars covered the steps.

"His Royal Highness?"

The prince who came out raised his eyes and said in a daze, "Gu has never heard Huang Ama's heartfelt words like this, but now that he hears it, he only remembers to answer appropriately, Ruoxi, is it ridiculous?"

"People always prefer to see false appearances." Jiang Yan's voice was soft and ethereal.

Hearing the words, the prince smiled sadly, not knowing whether he was laughing at the arrogant and arrogant self in the past or at the erroneous dependence on him.

The grand ceremony of abdication did not keep the prince waiting long. All the opposition in the court was quelled because of the bloody atmosphere of the rebellion, and he dared not speak out. The transition to the throne was uneventful.

After the crown prince ascended the throne, he changed his title to Lizheng, all his adult brothers were promoted to the first rank, and the three beekeepers were also changed back to their original mansion to raise them. This was his promise to Kangxi.

And Kangxi also moved to the Summer Palace to recuperate not long ago. Before leaving, the new emperor met Jiang Yan and gave her an order.

"I promise you, you see."

When Jiang Yan opened it, it was the order of the clan's mansion to remove the jade plate of the emperor's eighth elder brother, Fujin Martai.

"This is copied. The official copy has already been issued, but it's a secret. After all, Huang Ama is still under my bad order to save face."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, my sister will be very happy if she finds out." Jiang Yan solemnly put it away.

"You have done so much, and you really only ask for this?" The new emperor finally couldn't help asking the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

"Otherwise?" She smiled sweetly, her eyes were clean without any smoke of fame or fortune.

"Alright." Xindi's tone was mixed with a trace of unknown meaning, and the light in his eyes became warmer.

"If the emperor has no other orders, the servants will leave."

The new emperor nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yan bowed her knees and exited Qianqing Palace, and the moment she turned around outside Zhumen, she thought, let's just say goodbye.

What is the new emperor in Zhumenli thinking?He thought a lot, half of which was his future with the girl who was so interesting at first sight.

But the last thing he can think about in this world is the future, even if he is the Ninth Five-Year Master.

Jiang Yan accompanied Kangxi in the Summer Palace for a few years, and when she reached the age of 25, when the court ladies were usually released from the palace, Kangxi asked her if she wanted to marry her.

"What does Miss Ruoxi say?" The emperor who came to visit Kangxi clenched his hands unconsciously.

Kangxi shook his head, "She is very stubborn."

The emperor quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the conversation between the father and son did not avoid people. Jiang Yan happened to overhear when he came over to do some trivial matters.

She fell ill the next day, and when the news reached the palace and the busy emperor knew about it, she was already gone.

"impossible!"

The memorials on the case were scattered all over the floor, and the emperor, who was over forty years old and still in his prime, slumped on his seat.

"Why is it gone?"

He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't go to the Summer Palace to confirm it for himself. He couldn't do anything. The life and deal between him and her was finally dealt with, and even a single ounce of affection hadn't been overcome.

Later, he had a dream. In the dream, there was the cold palace of Xian'an and Maertai Ruoxi who vowed not to marry the prince. He was supposed to be angry, but he was very calm. He could see that it was not the girl he mourned for. But he knew that this might be the end of the girl he didn't meet her.

Later, he would often think, why doesn't his girl ask for a little more, just a little, maybe she will be in his future.

And these, Jiang Yan, who escaped, didn't know. She and her sister Qiaohui were reunited in the grassland.

In the 28th year of Lizheng, when the emperor was dying, he wrote a booklet himself. The booklet was not promulgated and implemented. It was only buried in the coffin with a scroll of painting after the death of the emperor. In the painting, a woman in orange clothes rode a horse passing by , that is what he will never forget in this life.

The author has something to say:

This article was saved a long time ago, and it was still published after deletion and modification.I don't like not agreeing with Zhang Xiao but crying like a fool for Ruoxi's death.

Girls in this world only play subversion and don't talk about feelings. What's more, the prince who is inclined to cp is not a suspicious person. The illusion is the real emperor, and the emperor's favorite, I always feel that only those who can't get it and die will last for a long time.

The above is my strong words, perfect~

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