Chapter 453: I'll help you get rid of him and ensure that you ascend to the throne.
Chengtian Palace thanked him, and Yu Wenyou said that he was discussing with his courtiers, but he still refused to see Lan Yi.
After eating the closed-door soup again, Lan Yifu smiled, and then returned to Yong'an Palace, waiting quietly, she had no intention of blooming, did not listen to the birds, and the lunch was also used in a hurry, but this time had never gone so slowly, as if after half a lifetime, she waited for Jiuwang Yuwenxi.
The relationship between uncle and sister-in-law, in front of the palace people, Lan Yi hung down a bead curtain, she was inside, Yuwen Xi was outside, this bead curtain was called "etiquette", across the bead curtain, the handsome Yuwen Si Yushu stood in the wind, the plain white gown, the huge folding fan, the whole person was like a landscape painting, and the sultry summer afternoon brought a coolness to Lan Yi.
"It's good."
"The prince is polite."
Yu Wenxi respectfully greeted, Lan Yi dignified please sit, just wait for the palace people to retreat, Lan Yi walked down the openwork rosewood embedded with Siamese jade big chair, walked to the bead curtain, and then the jade hand please, opened the bead curtain and walked out, less than twenty years old, even if the wind and rain, still the color is as new, but her eyebrows and eyes are very light, and her sister Lan Yi is just the opposite, Lan Yi's facial features are exquisite, especially a pair of big eyes, and she looks like a landscape poem, of course, as long as she puts aside the evil things she has done, she is like a landscape poem, beautiful and lovely, Tongyu Wensi is a very compatible pair.
"Does the prince know the intention of the palace to invite you here today?"
"Xiao Wang doesn't know."
Yuwen Xi suddenly became a little nervous, thinking that Lan Yi just wanted to relive the old time, and they had been upside down and forgetful, but Yu Wenxi didn't dare anymore, thinking about the heart of the imperial brother, once he learned that he had an affair with his concubine, he could be regarded as finding a reason to kill himself justifiably, and the mother seemed to have sensed something, and sternly told him not to make mistakes and cause trouble for no reason.
Therefore, Yu Wenxi was ready to refuse.
It's just that Lan Yi handed him a book: "This records a kind of poison in ancient times, which is a slow-onset poison that can kill people invisibly." β
Yu Wenxi glanced at the book, and put on the words "Poison Strategy", he seemed to understand Lan Yi's intention in saying this, his heart trembled, he didn't answer the book, and only pretended to be confused: "Why did Niangniang suddenly read this kind of book, and this book should be banned in the palace, Niangniang should be careful to collect it." β
Lan Yi smiled disdainfully: "We are only cautious, have we ever thought of fighting back?" β
She deliberately used a "we".
Yuwensi is not stupid, she suddenly understood her intentions, and also understood that she did not call herself here today for the private relationship of her children, and she didn't say it to Yuwensi when she had this kind of thought, but Yuwenci's heart was clear, and she was still pretending to be confused: "Counterattack? Who's messing with the mother again? β
Lan Yi snorted coldly: "Who can provoke this palace, who dares to provoke this palace, except for the emperor." β
When she said this, the scene of the waiter holding up the wine and wanting to pour her suddenly flashed in front of her, if Zhang Guiyu was late for a while, she should have become a ghost at this time, walking desolate in another dark place that does not see the light of day, life and death are only in the moment, she has palpitations, even more afraid, she is afraid, she trembles, in the sultry summer afternoon, like a flower that has been weathered, her face is pale.
Yu Wenxi had already thought of it, and persuaded: "The emperor is busy dealing with the government in front, how can it be rain and dew after coming, Niangniang is the imperial concubine, and she should be content." β
When it comes to this imperial concubine, Lan Yi hates it even more, if she doesn't want to use herself, how can Yu Wenyou reward herself with an imperial concubine, and now she disdains the position of an imperial concubine, she values her life more, even if she is high in the queen mother, it doesn't mean that it is gone, her own life is just in the hands of Yu Wenyou, he can take it and trample on it at any time, and now Lan Yi values it is no longer these ethereal positions, she wants to live, she wants to live well, so she must put the other party to death, She approached Yuwen Xi and whispered, "Now is the best time, I will help you get rid of him and ensure that you ascend to the throne." β
said it so clearly, Yuwen Xi's stiff expression, stiff body, usurping the throne, this is a big sin of losing his head.
Lan Yi knew that he was afraid, why wasn't Lan Yi afraid of it, but this was like a battle between two armies, either you died or I died, so it was useless to be afraid, you had to work hard, she said: "Because Gong Yi Tuo is on death row, he is now proud, easy to neglect, I will prepare that medicine for you, because he is too protective of me, so you think of giving him medicine, you can rest assured, this medicine is colorless and tasteless, and there is no discomfort when you eat it, slowly slow down, after a period of time, he will die without a problem." β
Lan Yi's voice was very soft, and what he said was also very plain, Yuwen Xi sounded extremely excited, he didn't know if it was because he was afraid, or because he was happy, so excited that his heart was pounding and rushing out of his chest, but he was calm, he didn't express his position immediately, and refused as always: "Niangniang's words, Xiao Wang should not have heard it, Niangniang should not say it a second time, otherwise Xiao Wang can't guarantee that Niangniang will not lose her head." β
He also knew that he couldn't scare Lan Yi, because he had already seen through it, and Lan Yi was ruthless this time.
Sure enough, Lan Yi smiled contemptuously: "In this palace, either the east wind overpowers the west wind or the west wind overpowers the east wind, I want to help you, but also help myself, we just help each other, I don't mean anything else, I just want to live, and you, if you get rid of him, not only can you live, but you will also live majestically, even your mother concubine, from now on, she will raise her eyebrows, the son of the first emperor, why can he be the emperor You can't, and I heard that he forged a holy decree to establish himself as the emperor, which was revealed by the Queen Mother before she died, Since he is a false messenger, how do you know that the first emperor didn't want to pass the throne to the prince back then, because everyone knows that the first emperor's favorite concubine is your mother Concubine Meng, if you don't believe it, you can ask Concubine Meng about this. β
There are some things, it's time to ask the concubine, Yuwen thought.
Lan Yi continued: "I don't ask for anything else, if you become the emperor, I can live a peaceful life, so I want to help you." β
No matter how she persuaded her, Yu Wenxi insisted on refusing, and finally resigned and went straight to Concubine Meng.
Concubine Meng was taking a nap, so her palace was extremely quiet, and several palace maids were doing needlework on the corridor, and when they saw him arriving, they hurriedly got up to greet him: "The prince is here, and the concubine is sleeping." β
Yu Wenxi nodded: "I know, I just went in to see her old man and came out." β
His own mother and palace maids didn't need to be polite, Yu Wenxi walked in lightly, passed the twelve mica screens, and saw Concubine Meng lying on her side on the beauty couch, next to a large cloisonnΓ© water urn, which was slowly melting ice.
Yuwen Xi just wanted to sit down next to him, but Concubine Meng suddenly woke up, looked at him and said, "It's noon, you don't sleep either, beware of being unenergetic in the afternoon." β
Yu Wenxi grabbed the fan on the lacquer table next to him and shook it: "My son wants to ask you something." β