It is said that Emperor Yongqing heard that the emperor was critically ill and had no intention of governing, so he rushed to see him.The imperial doctor had already asked for his pulse, prescribed a pill to calm his nerves and swallowed it, and gradually turned around. Seeing Emperor Yongqing beside him, he scolded: "What are you doing here? You just want to kill the orphan, so you don't want to stop. Go find your uncle!" He coughed again and again.

Seeing that the emperor was still complaining at this time, Emperor Yongqing turned his heart indifferent, and only comforted him with a few words such as calming down and recuperating, and then ordered the imperial physicians to take good care of him, spare no expense of rare medicinal materials, and took advantage of his busy schedule to leave.

After a while, all the members of the palace came to visit and say hello, especially the empress dowager and other female relatives, who were naturally very anxious, so they stayed by the bed to take care of them, which was a little comforting.

Unexpectedly, the emperor's disease became more and more serious day by day, he did not eat or drink, and ignored medicines and stones, but in seven or eight days he lost a lot of weight.Emperor Yongqing had no choice but to be filial, so he served the decoction with Empress Meng day and night. Even the court was delayed, and Shui Lan temporarily took over.

Emperor Yongqing asked several times, and an old imperial doctor quietly told him behind his back: "Forgive me for your courage. Old people are coughing up blood like this, so it's better to be careful." Chongxi is also good.

On this day, the emperor managed to drink a cup of ginseng soup. Emperor Yongqing felt a little relieved, and only heard the outside said: "King Lian has come to ask the emperor to comfort you." It's good not to meet.

Before he could open his mouth, the emperor kept his eyes open, coughing uncontrollably, and said to Emperor Yongqing: "You let King Lian in, and you have nothing to say to him. You all go down and close the palace gate." , You are not allowed to call anyone until you have been summoned."

Although the emperor was puzzled, he still agreed.Shui Lan was still in front of the palace gate, and seeing Emperor Yongqing winking at him, and all the palace people withdrawing, he knew that the emperor had something to say.

When Shui Lan entered, he saw that the emperor was pale and bony, leaning on the pillow slightly. When he saw him coming in, he sat up straight and curled his mouth: "Seventeenth brother, you finally fulfilled your wish. Seeing me like this Are you happy?" Coughed, and said, "In the end, I underestimated you. After eight years of being around, I still haven't worn off your edges."

Shui Lan sat down a few steps away from him with her robes lifted, still with a noble and unparalleled elegance, and said with a soft smile: "I'm sorry, Brother Huang. Speaking of which, I haven't met Brother Huang for three or four years. It’s as if you’ve aged ten years, but you don’t feel at ease if you do too many dirty things?”

The emperor looked at the water for a long time, and his young and radiant face made him sickly and haggard. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are really proud now. The emperor is young and ignorant. He knows that you are the orthodox son of the former emperor. Not only is he not the slightest wary." , actually regards you as a confidant and relies heavily on it, and will not escape your grasp in the future."

Without saying a word, he panted again, and continued panting, "I know, in terms of talent, the emperor is not as good as you. I thought I could watch for him for two more years, but who knows that there are no holidays... If My Prince Chenghui didn't go, and he wouldn't be where he is today..."

Shui Lan just smiled, as if shaking her head with regret: "That's a mistake. The one who pushed the emperor to my side was not the emperor himself. You really have a lot of painstaking efforts to manage for him, but you don't know what to do. I have always looked down on his mediocre aptitude, not as smart as your eldest son, and never scolded him bloody."

Thinking that he wasn't stimulating enough, he let out a long sigh of relief: "Brother Huang really thinks that I'm the only one who hates you and wants you to die? I'm just too naive."

When the emperor heard this, he coughed a few more times, spitting out bloody sputum, and said in a rambling manner: "What does he know? If it hadn't been for his father's hard work for all these years, he finally filled the hole left by the former emperor. It’s a peaceful and prosperous age. I only think that the emperor’s old officials are against the emperor, and I don’t even think about it. Without this group of old officials, would someone else take care of him? How old are they, and they are sensible.”

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became suffocated, and only then did King Lian laugh.

"You treat him as your own useless son. You never thought that the wings will grow and harden and you will eventually fly." Shui Lan sneered twice, "Brother Huang, among us princes, you are the one who resembles the father the most. It's a pity that you don't have the good lifespan of your father, seeing that you can't get better, no matter how ruthless you are, you can't use it, it's just a circle, and the world finally falls into my hands."

The emperor was still able to sit still, his throat made a sound, and he spat out a lot of blood, spat vigorously: "If you do the deed of seeking power and usurping the throne, no one in the world will let you go, what are you talking about?" Damn, it's just a rebel who is not as good as a beast!"

At the end of the scolding, only one breath was left, and suddenly grabbed Shui Lan's hand, and said fiercely: "Seventeenth brother! If you kill the emperor, even if you go to the underworld, I will not let you go even if you die!"

"Brother Huang is really making a joke, and don't let me go." Shui Lan stood up suddenly, threw off his restraints, and looked down at his ugly posture condescendingly, seeming to find it amused: "By the way, Brother Huang Do you still remember that my mother was poisoned to death by you in this palace, right? I would like to see what kind of face you will have when you die tomorrow to meet the emperor father and queen mother."

As he spoke, his long eyes stared at him with a smile that was not a smile, revealing a strange coldness: "If Brother Huang is kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy now, do you think I will spare the lives of your emperor and little emperor's grandson? "

The emperor stared at him, and suddenly remembered those old things, and was immediately frightened: "The thing that happened back then was that I poisoned Queen Dugu to death in order to kill the grass. Even now, you should remember that I still stayed You die."

Shui Lan glanced at him lightly, with a hint of sarcasm between her brows: "I am no longer a three-year-old child, your two words are useless at all. You should also close your eyes in peace, and see how I deal with it when I am happy."

The emperor was already extremely hateful, his teeth were clenched tightly and he refused to let go, blood was oozing faintly, and he suddenly said sharply: "Seventeenth brother, although you are doing well now, I know that your sick concubine is born Raising a daughter is extremely difficult..." As he spoke, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop spitting out, making it even more frightening: "If she doesn't have a son-in-law in the future, how will she deal with herself... and you have a deep affection for her, and you don't want to marry her." Taking concubines... your lineage will eventually die out!"

With one hand silently strangling the throat, Shui Lan sighed with a three-pointed tone of contempt: "I am satisfied to see you die. Otherwise, go down and talk to Father Huang."

On September [-]rd of the sixth year of Yongqing, the emperor passed away in Dekang Palace. Today, all the officials are mourning in front of the coffin of the emperor Daxing. The bells of each temple are ringing [-] times.

In addition, today, because of his deep sadness, he stopped working for nine days in a row to discuss business with King Lian and other ministers, and finally chose Jingling as the name of his father's tomb from the report of the Ministry of Rites.The emperor personally sent the emperor's catalpa to Jingling for burial, and all the civil and military officials knelt down to welcome him, to show his filial piety and sincerity to the emperor.

The emperor's funeral was extremely solemn, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Rites organized it with great care.Seeing the death of the emperor and the empress dowager's old illness, the emperor was too sad and didn't eat much. The empress waited on him every day and cooked all kinds of porridge for her.

The affairs of the previous court were complicated, the emperor was very sad, and his health was not good. The deacons had to be handed over to King Lian for discretion, so the busy Shui Lan had no intention of eating and drinking, and was restless.

Taking advantage of the busy ceremony, Daiyu heard that Shui Lan had returned to the palace, but she drank alone in the Hanbi hall without calling anyone to serve her. Her usual leisurely attitude made Daiyu inevitably worried.

As the saying goes, once a person who does not lose his temper loses his temper, he is really afraid of others.

The author has something to say: These two days of training are relatively busy, so try to get more tomorrow!Finally boiled the emperor to death

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