stop!This is your junior brother!

Since Ran Cang was seriously ill, he rarely went to court.

His temples are gray, his face is full of wrinkles, his back is bent, his shoulders are arched, his speech is vague, his breath is full of stagnation, and everyone can hardly recognize that he is the former emperor.

Qionghuang is old.

Everyone seems to realize this.

In the past, Ran Cang was strong and handsome, time seemed to take special care of him, the ministers in the court changed batch after batch, the first batch of disciples ranged from high-spirited youth to old age, but he was still young.

But now, Qionghuang is old.

Ran Cang sat on the throne and didn't make a sound for a long time.

If they felt something, no one in the court would speak out.

In the apse, Bai Guzhi spun around nervously, looking forward frequently, but because of the screen partition, he could only see the screen, the beautifully embroidered Nine Dragons Tori, faintly swimming with the light and shadow, and the hazy clouds lingering around.

"Is Ran Cang reliable? What if he does something small?"

Zi Che Tuo shook his head with a smile, and said softly, "It's okay, the red pomelo is in Master's hands."

It was the Qiansi Gu King who was forcibly triggered, and the branch was killed by the red pomelo, and then tamed properly.

When the Qiansi Gu comes out, Ran Cang will die. In this case, let the Qiansi Gu and Ran Cang become one, and never separate again, let him also taste the feeling of being imprisoned by the Gu in one dimension.

It's ridiculous that he used human Gu, but in the end he refined himself into a half-human Gu.

……

On the golden altar, Ran Cang was expressionless, and the people below wanted to discuss something, but their throats were blocked.Only Eunuch Sun's voice echoed on the altar, and the sound was in my ears.

"...The old legend is Ran Xingchen."

"Chin this."

Reasonable, unexpected.

After the court, ministers in twos and threes gathered outside the hall, and the private rooms of the teahouse that day were much more unusual.

When Ran Xinghe heard the news, he immediately flipped the table.

"Mother!"

The slowly fermenting rumors he brewed were originally intended to make Ran Cang suspicious of Ran Xingchen. Now that Ran Cang directly passed the throne to Ran Xingchen, what's the use?

Empress De took a deep breath, and put the teacup in her hand on the table, "Don't worry, He'er, I'll ask His Majesty."

She hurried, looking dignified, didn't stop her on the way, but first went to the imperial dining room to have someone make a bowl of black-bone chicken soup.

"Holy."

She saluted through the thick curtains of the bed.

"The concubine made black-bone chicken soup, you nourish yourself."

Incense was lit in the dark bedroom, and Eunuch Sun stood beside the bed, motionless, like a clay puppet, looking weird and terrifying.

The ground dragon was steaming underfoot, and the whole room was extremely warm.

Empress De suddenly shuddered.

She suddenly remembered the rumors back then.

The emperor loved Empress Wen so much that no one in the harem was pregnant before Empress Wen gave birth to the prince.

Later, Queen Wen died, and she was made queen.

Ran Cang's love for Empress Wen is the envy of every lady in the whole capital.

And that includes her too.

With a glimpse that day, what others saw was Qionghuang's heroism, and what she saw was his gentleness towards her.

She thought that if she became the empress, she would also become the next empress Wen, but she found that Ran Cang always seemed to be separated from her by something.

You can respect each other as guests, but you can't be affectionate.

He seemed to have someone on his mind.

Sudden aging and illness, could it really be an assassin?

With Ran Cang's suspicious temperament, how could He'er's behavior not make him a little bit suspicious?

He passed the throne to the man's son...

"Empress, the emperor let you go."

Eunuch Sun made a high-pitched voice as a gesture of invitation.

Empress De walked over step by step, the animal skin under her feet was soft, but she always felt a bloody smell lingering, as well as a frowning stench.

The bed curtain was lifted, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

Since Ran Cang was seriously ill, it was the first time she saw him, and the rest of the news was heard from other people.

The shock she felt when she heard the news was not as good as it is now.

The familiar stench reached its peak when he spoke.

"Soup, put it down."

It turned out to belong to the elderly, the smell of old age.

He raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were heavy and not very clear, as if covered with ashes.

It seems that it will never turn again in the next second.

Empress De froze, but she was still thinking about Ran Xinghe.

She handed the soup to the guard, and after a while the guard came back and put the soup on the table.

She softened her voice, took out a spoonful of the soup bowl and blew it, and said coquettishly, "I made it myself, Your Majesty, please taste it."

Unfortunately, I don't know if it was because of nervousness or panic.The ending has changed its tune slightly.

Ran Cang looked up at her, as if he had seen through everything she was thinking.

Empress De trembled slightly.

She is not timid, and even if she is timid, she can't think of an idea to attack Ran Xingchen, but today, somehow, the fear in her heart is climbing, almost making her run away.

When Ran Cang was drinking the soup, she almost felt that her anger was about to rush to her, turning her into such a...monster.

"Your Majesty, I heard that you issued an imperial decree to pass on to the crown prince?"

The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, but at this time, it doesn't care much.

Ran Cang nodded, expressionless.

Empress De forced a smile and wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything under Ran Cang's gaze.

It is no secret that Ran Cang is domineering.If she could shake Ran Cang's decision with a few words, then she should have been able to sit on the queen's seat long ago.

The purpose of this time is just to see if there is any turning point.

Ran Cang has made up his mind.

Empress De managed to pull herself together, and told him about the harem affairs without saying a word, until the soup was finished.

"It's getting late, the concubine will go back first."

The dome she had so longed to enter was like the mouth of a giant beast today, and if she ran slower, it would be swallowed to the bone.

Ran Cang has been watching her all the time, this kind of follow-up staring makes her feel uneasy, almost wanting to run out in disregard of etiquette.

"Queen."

Ran Cang spoke suddenly.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Empress De froze and turned to look at Ran Cang.

"Chen'er is my son after all, and he will be the future emperor of Qiong Kingdom."

……

"Mother, how is it? What did the father say?"

Ran Xinghe hurriedly went up to meet her, and couldn't wait to look at Empress De.

Empress De looked pale and shook her head.

"He'er, listen to your mother and stop."

"Your father, he knows everything."

It doesn't matter what you did secretly, or what I did to Ran Xingchen back then.

He knows it all.

So how much of the so-called friendship is true and how much is false?

***

Luo Shu sat on the eaves, resting his chin and watching coming and going.

Today is Ran Xingchen's grand ceremony.

Ran Cang was seriously ill before, and the entire imperial court was depressed, and it was necessary to use the new emperor's enthronement to sweep away the old anger.

He stretched himself like a well-fed cat.

"Is the host worried?"

[-] turned to him and asked.

Luo Shu leaned on [-], lazily, "What am I worried about?"

30.00's voice is stern, like a butler in the Western Middle Ages, "But the host's heart rate is [-]% faster than usual."

Luo Shu froze, and got up from [-] as if nothing had happened, the blush on his cheeks spreading all the way to his neck.He asked nonchalantly: "Xiaoba, do you have plum cake? I'm a little hungry, and I don't know what's delicious for Xiaosanzi's ceremony."

[-] looked at Luo Shu's rummaging, with a slight smile on his lips, "Host, you just finished eating the plum cake last night."

Luo Shu paused, and was finally defeated by [-]'s gaze, screaming, and fell on him like a small cannonball.

"Little Eight!"

[-] wrapped Luo Shu in his arms, and handed a pack of halva to the angry little hamster, "Host, don't worry."

He looked at the mission bar in the void and was moving forward little by little.

Luo Shu let out a long breath, and said with a smile, "When the task is over, let's go to the waves for two laps~"

[-] patted his head, and asked intentionally, "The Zuixian Tower is gone?"

Luo Shu stroked his chin, remembering the resentful expressions of Luo Qing and the others looking at him, and suddenly understood why the Dharma protectors around his disciples were all so sad.

He coughed softly, "Well... go back and give Xiaoqing and the others a raise?"

He was a little out of breath, and he became more confident as he spoke: "This host went to another house to learn about the dishes, this is to contribute to the development of Zuixianlou!"

[-] couldn't laugh or cry, and pressed Luo Shu's head.

Luo Shu puffed up his face to be a rascal, "Anyway, it was always like this before..."

[-] shook his head, wondering if Luo Qing would pick up a long knife and chop off his shopkeeper when he heard it.

"Hey... I don't know if Xiao Qingqing and Erqing can come this time."

Luo Shu lay on [-]'s lap, playing with his lock of black hair, and suddenly sighed.

"Shijijiao is really getting more and more rampant."

"The Shiji religion is too big, and the connection between the upper and lower levels is too obscure. The lowest level is the human gu in the martial arts, then there are the Shiji religion followers, and further inside is the group of people like Xue Mudan and Lilac."

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow...the earth is so hard to find, what is the sacredness of the sky?"

"Earlier, Xiao Qingqing wrote in a letter saying that the disciples of the Shiji Sect who were discovered are all from Qiongguo, so how could they have anything to do with Yinguo?"

Luo Shu said as he took out two tokens from his pocket.

This is the token on the Shiji Sect disciples who pretended to be Panggui and Gaofu in Cangyi Pavilion.

"How many people are there to be replaced?"

***

"how?"

"The Emperor Qiong has fallen, and the crown prince, Ran Xingchen, will be passed on."

"it is good!"

"Ran Xingchen is weak, and the fifth prince's heart is unstable. Your Majesty, what do you think of the next step?"

"It's better... to test it first. We have waited too long."