Become a prince's little ancestor

At night, there was a great chaos in the palace, the emperor died, news came from the palace, and Leng Jilin brought everyone into the palace.

The queen mother has never shown up. She is content to be comforted in the harem at her age.

Hua Yiyou was in the palace with a serious face, Jiang Wenxuan told him that the emperor would not be able to die after taking the medicine for a while, so it would be too cheap for him to let him die like this.

At this time, several court officials who were dissatisfied with Leng Jilin's actions, and the royal family all gathered in the palace.

"Leng Jilin, you actually forced the emperor to death, don't you know the crime?" It was Leng Jilin's younger brother who spoke. The emperor gave birth to a first prince, and the third prince has no heirs. If Leng Jilin is dying, he can It is logical to ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor, but his calculation was wrong.

"Are you questioning me?" Leng Jilin drew out the soft sword on his waist, and he will kill whoever dares to disobey today.

"What are you talking about, you forced the emperor to death, do you still want to kill me now?" Han Hao looked angry, anyway, he had no less support behind him than Leng Jilin.

Leng Jilin didn't speak. Although he was not afraid of killing someone, now was not the time to kill him.

Han Hao thought that Leng Jilin was afraid of him, so he went even further: "Brother Huang passed the imperial edict to me before he died. I'm afraid you are just busy."

"Uncle Huang is really joking, I'm still here, how could father father pass on the throne to you." Han Mingshu walked in from outside the hall.

"You, you are still alive." Han Hao leaked a shocked expression. He knew that the emperor's brother had no emperor's heir so he fought with Leng Jilin. If he backed down now, his fake will would be exposed, and Leng Jilin would not Give him a way out.

"Uncle Emperor, who told you that I am dead." Han Mingshu smiled and took out the will from his hand. This is the will written by his father before his death. The throne has been passed on to me. If anyone has any objections, they can come forward and take a look.

Everyone stood there without moving. They knew in their hearts that even if the edict was false, no one could do anything against him. After all, he was the only heir of the emperor.

"Let me see." Han Hao didn't give up, he didn't believe that the emperor would pass on the throne to him.

Han Hao took the imperial decree, and he recognized the handwriting on it as the emperor's. Looking at the big seal, it turned out to be true, and Han Hao's hands were shaking.

"What's the matter, Uncle Huang, do you have anything else to say?" Han Mingshu looked at Han Hao in that posthumous edict.

"No, no." Then he knelt down.

"Come and take people down and demote them to common people." After Han Mingshu finished speaking, he looked at the people in the hall again: "The person behind the scenes will be investigated one by one after I finish my father's funeral." Although Han Mingshu has not yet enthroned , but the hearts of everyone present at his words were still chilled, because many of them would move their heads in a short time.

Then came the death knell from the palace.

Hua Yiyou was sitting in the courtyard, now the entire palace was the only one except for the servants, Hua Yiyou suddenly laughed out loud when he heard the sound of the death knell, dead, the emperor was dead, he had avenged himself.

During the national funeral, Leng Jilin and Iwai were extremely busy, only Hua Yiyou and Jiang Wenxuan were free.

"Let's go to the street for a walk." Jiang Wenxuan was also very bored, and Iwai was not around these days.

"Okay." At this time, Hua Yiyou was wearing a bright red dress, which was more colorful and prosperous than the wedding dress he wore on the day of wedding ceremony.

Jiang Wenxuan was dressed in white. He was not Hua Yiyou. Now that there was a national funeral, he could only wear plain clothes.

When Hua Yiyou and Jiang Wenxuan came to the street, the common people looked at Hua Yiyou one after another. This person is dying. Now it is the national mourning period, and this person dares to wear a red suit. This is a serious crime that will be beheaded.

"People in front, stop." The city patrol officers and soldiers stopped when they saw Hua Yiyou wearing a bright red dress.

"You called me?" Hua Yiyou looked back at the leader with a blank expression.

"Prince, concubine." The man knelt down directly. This is Concubine Ye. If he knew it was him, he wouldn't dare to stop wearing anything, let alone wearing bright red.

Hua Yiyou took a look, he knew this person, he was a member of Leng Jilin's subordinates, and he didn't make any troubles and asked him to step down.

"Your clothes are too ostentatious." Jiang Wenxuan knew that Hua Yiyou did it on purpose, but it's not good to be stared at by people walking on the street.

Hua Yiyou didn't take it seriously, and continued to stroll on the street, looking at what to buy, anyway, he was in a good mood, so anyone who wanted to see it, let him watch it.

Leng Jilin has been very busy these days, so naturally he doesn't have much time to go back to the palace. The things that should be dealt with are almost done, and he is about to go back to the palace, when he sees a person in red in the distance, he can't help frowning, this person is too courageous Are you old enough to be afraid of death?

Hua Yiyou just turned around and saw Leng Jilin running over with the rattle she just bought for Hua Nian.

Leng Jilin dismounted directly, hugged Hua Yiyou, thinking to himself, sure enough, his baby looks good in any clothes, and completely forgot that he was dissatisfied because someone was wearing a red dress just now.

"I bought it for Hua Nian. Does it look good?" He said and shook the rattle in his hand. The second brother's child is now his son, but the little guy didn't follow him and only recognized Zhao Peng. Hua Yiyou can only hand over the child to Zhao Peng.

"It looks good." Leng Jilin was referring to the person holding the rattle.

"You're done with your work, when will the eldest prince ascend the throne?" Hua Yiyou asked casually, he didn't care much about the affairs of the court, but he still asked in a symbolic manner.

"Soon." Leng Jilin carried Hua Yiyou onto the horse, while he led the horse underneath.

Along the way, many people whispered and said everything, but most of them said, isn't this person afraid of death?

Leng Jilin led the horse and walked back to the palace step by step. Not to mention that Hua Yiyou dared to wear red clothes during the national funeral, even if he did even more outrageous things, he would not be afraid. As long as he was there, no one could touch Hua Yiyou.

Hua Yi laughed all the way, Jiang Wenxuan followed behind, this couple, one ostentatious, the other domineering, there is no hope of salvation.

When they arrived at the palace, Leng Jilin took Hua Yiyou off the horse. Han Mingshu and Iwai were in the yard. It turned out that there were still a few days before Han Mingshu's enthronement. Han Mingshu wanted to take advantage of this time to get together with everyone. If he could, he really wanted to Staying in the palace all the time, on days like this, with Yanyu by his side, the gods are nothing more than that.

Hua Yiyou swaggered into the palace, everyone looked at his clothes, they were all speechless, the princess was afraid that others would not know that he was very happy when the emperor died.

Han Mingshu looked at Hua Yiyou's clothes, but didn't say anything. He was a person protected by the emperor. What could he do, besides, Hua Yiyou had helped him a lot.

"Does it look good?" Hua Yiyou turned around in front of Xiao Qi.

Leng Jilin directly pulled the person into his arms: "It looks good, the baby looks good in everything."

Xiaoqi is speechless, is the prince going to eat this vinegar too?

"Let's go swimming in the lake while everyone is here." Hua Yiyou always wanted to go, but never got her wish.

Yanyu shook his head, and now he is still doing things like visiting the lake for a national funeral.

"The water is spilled out, and it won't come back." Hua Yiyou looked at Yanyu and shook her head regretfully.

Yanyu blushed, he was really concerned about Han Mingshu's mood just now, after all, his father just died.

Han Mingshu was overjoyed, but Yanyu still turned to him.

"We're going after a while." Leng Jilin hugged Hua Yiyou and whispered in his ear.

Hua Yiyou sighed boredly: "Forget it, I'm going back to sleep."

"I'll accompany you." Leng Jilin was also very tired during this time.

The two returned to the house.

Hua Yiyou took off her clothes and lay on the bed, Leng Jilin also followed.

"Why are you angry?" Leng Jilin looked at Hua Yiyou and wrapped himself in the quilt.

"No." Hua Yiyou was just a little depressed.

"How can I put it this way, the eldest prince is also going to be the emperor, so I still have to give him some face." Leng Jilin thought that Hua Yiyou was angry that he didn't take him on a lake tour.

Hua Yiyou let out a "hmm" and didn't answer.

"Baby isn't happy yet." Leng Jilin tore off the quilt and looked into Hua Yiyou's red eyes.

"Let's go swimming in the lake now, shall we?" As he spoke, he was about to get up and get dressed.

Hua Yiyou pulled Leng Jilin back: "I can't tell why, I'm just a little depressed, and I feel empty after revenge."

"When the eldest prince ascends the throne, I will take you out of Beijing to relax." Leng Jilin had long wanted to do this, but the matter had not been settled yet, and he could not leave yet.

Hua Yiyou nodded as an answer.

"Let's sleep for a while, you haven't slept well for the past few days, if this continues, you will become an old man." Hua Yiyou said with a smile.

"Okay." Leng Jilin was really tired, and fell asleep after holding Hua Yiyou for a while.

"Big idiot, why are you so nice." Hua Yiyou kissed Leng Jilin and fell asleep.

Han Mingshu and Yanyu also returned to the house, Han Mingshu held Yanyu in his arms: "I will be enthroned in a few days, and you have to follow me back to the palace."

"It was agreed at the beginning, I can stay in the palace." Yan Yu refused.

"But if I don't see you for a day, I miss you very much. How can I concentrate on dealing with the government affairs like this." Han Mingshu rubbed against Yanyu.

"Then, I'll be your bodyguard, I don't want to be a concubine." Yanyu just couldn't get over this hurdle.

Han Mingshu felt a little reluctant, the guards were so tired.

"If you don't want to, I'll be in the palace, and I won't go." Yanyu didn't want to wait for Han Mingshu's favor every day in the harem, living a life of eating or waiting for death.

"Okay, okay." As long as Yanyu is willing to go back to the palace with him, Han Mingshu will agree to everything, and some things cannot be resolved in a short while.

"Han Mingshu, your hand!" Yanyu realized that Han Mingshu had put his hand into his clothes at some point.

"I miss you." Han Mingshu's voice was panting.

Yanyu was really scared, and Han Mingshu couldn't get away from it these few days, and he had been pestering him every day before.

"Lie down, I will serve you." Yanyu stood up and directed Han Mingshu.

As soon as Han Mingshu was lying on the bed, Yanyu stepped on Han Mingshu's lower body: "Let you be dishonest!"