Yang Sleeve thought hard and returned to the dormitory, he supported his forehead, his dark face made him a little older, yesterday's dream was still lingering in his mind, Hu Chaohou heard about it, and looked at the husband who was so restless, "Emperor Chao, I heard that you didn't sleep well all night last night, right?" ”

Yang Sleeve did not raise his head, but complained deeply there: "Prince, how can you be so smooth, how can you be so smooth!" ”

Empress Hu took a breath, she walked in front of Yang Sleeve, put her hands lightly on Yang Sleeve, and said in a very polite tone: "I heard that the Emperor of Chao rewarded the King of Chang'an with a gold medal for avoiding death, and also scolded the prince severely, right?" ”

Yang Sleeve sighed and said: "The prince is always playful, if he is not strictly educated and let him wake up, I am afraid it will be difficult for him to take over the throne of this Great Chu in the future!" ”

Empress Hu glanced at Yang Sleeve's blouse, and stopped persuading: "But does the concubine think that the emperor treats the prince like this, is it really a bit too much?" Emperor Chao, you have to understand that the crown prince is the prince of Dachu, and you let the dignified treatment is far inferior to a courtier, how do you let the prince's heart bear it? ”

Yang Sleeve laughed, he closed his eyes and shook his head bitterly: "The prince is this kind of selfish jealousy, he doesn't work hard, he will only complain about why others are on his head, in the future, he will ascend the throne like now, won't he oppress the people to live in dire straits, so he has to think about the future emperor candidate!" ”

Empress Hu hesitated for a while, pressed her lying chest, and plucked up her courage to say: "But the emperor of the court, you have given such a generous reward to a courtier many times, so you are not afraid that he will have the heart of disobedience, or do you want the emperor to let him have the heart of disobedience?" ”

Suddenly, Yang Sleeve's anger surrounded his whole body, he shook off Hu Chaohou's hands, stood up, kicked her to the ground, and pointed at him and scolded loudly: "Bold, Shun's affairs in the court are also something you have a woman who can ask more, are you forcing Shun to beat you in the cold palace?" ”

Hu Chaohou's lying look was completely exposed, and she hurriedly knelt down: "The emperor is angry, the concubine is really worried about the prince." "If you were really worried about Zhong'er, you wouldn't be still protecting him by this time! Yang Sleeve scolded tired, he coughed several times, sat back on the bed weakly, and waved his hand: "Shun is too tired now, you should retreat first!" ”

Because of the prince's matter, Empress Hu still hesitated: "The emperor, the concubine ......"

Yang Sleeve really didn't want to hear it anymore, he covered his painful heart, and threw it over one cup after another: "Shun told you to get out!" ”

Hu Chaohou was worried about the prince, and he couldn't sleep peacefully for seven days, and he became sick with anxiety, and he is now sick in bed. When her beloved prince heard about this, he immediately ran to the queen mother's bedside: "What's wrong with you, queen mother, why are you sick when you are so good?" ”

Hu Chaohou turned around vigorously and held the prince's hands tightly: "Zhong'er is the queen mother, I can't help you, Zhong'er ......"

Yang Zhong's eyes were wrapped with pitiful tears, he leaned on the arms of the queen mother, looking like a child: "The queen mother didn't live with me, compared to my father, the queen mother loves me a lot more than my father." ”

Hu Chaohou smiled tearfully, her right hand stroked Yang Zhong's moist cheek, and her eyes revealed a trace of love in her heart: "Fool, how can you say such a thing." Although your father and queen are a little stricter, he still loves you in his heart. ”

Yang Zhong shook his head frantically, and tears burned on the queen mother's phoenix robe: "I don't believe it, if my father really loved me, he wouldn't treat his sons and ministers so kindly." ”

"If you are the crown prince, you should be broad-minded and don't blindly envy others!" Hu Chaohou's hands clenched tighter, she didn't want to let go in the slightest, and her eager eyes kept looking at the prince: "Zhong'er, you must promise the queen mother, you must work hard to learn to become stronger in the future, and strive to do what you should do, don't leave a trace of playfulness, okay?" ”

Looking at the sick and frail body of the queen mother, Yang Zhong opened his mouth without hesitation: "Erchen promised you, as long as the queen mother can get better, Erchen will promise you everything." ”

Under Hu Chaohou's gloomy face, a sweet smile was revealed, she wiped the tears of sadness in her heart, and deceived Zhong'er with kindness: "Good child, the queen mother will just get better, and the queen mother is still waiting for Zhong'er to be able to inherit the throne of our Dachu in the future." ”

In the evening, Hu Chaohou called everyone away, she cut five fingers, wrote blood on the rolling paper with difficulty, and then put it in the bamboo tube, and called the closest palace maid to serve: "You hand over this bamboo tube to the prince, let him hand it over to the saint, and say that the palace gives it to the saint."

At this time, Yang Sleeve was pondering in the palace, and the prince walked into the palace with a bamboo tube: "Emperor Chao, this is given to you by the Holy Queen Mother, and the Holy Queen Mother also said that it is particularly important!" ”

Yang Sleeve's anger has not subsided, but he is exhausted, and he is no longer able to scold others: "Since it is an important thing, why doesn't she hand it over to Shun's hands?" ”

"That's right, according to the palace maid, the Holy Queen Niangniang is sick, and she can't see the wind yet, and this thing can't wait, just take a look at it." Yang Sleeve knew "um", took the bamboo tube, took out the letter inside, but what he saw was full of bloodstains, Yang Sleeve's expression was surprised, he carefully scanned the letter, and knew that something must have happened, he packed the blood book, and hurried to the door of Hu Chaohou's bedroom, and saw a group of palace maids guarding outside: "Why are you all outside, isn't the Holy Queen Niangniang sick?" ”

The palace maids all knelt on the ground, "The Holy Empress Niangniang ordered not to let the slaves and maids disturb her to rest inside," Yang Sleeve didn't say a word, pushed open the door with one hand, and ran to Hu Chaohou's bed, only to see her lying on the bed with a pale face, black blood on the corner of her mouth, and a cup of poisoned wine on the side of the bed. In an instant, Yang Sleeve's heart was completely painful, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted: "Ting'er, ......"

The eunuch who was following was frightened, his eyes were confused, he knelt on the ground tremblingly, and cried in a mournful voice: "Facing the queen Niangniang, Bintian!" ”

At the end of the sixty-third year of Yonglong, Empress Hu committed suicide in the palace in order to protect the prince, at the age of thirty-nine.

Yang Sleeve recalled what was written in the letter: "The concubine only knew that the drowning son was wrong, so she wrote a blood letter to confess her guilt to the saint." Today's concubine has seriously instructed the prince, and asked the saint to trust the prince to take on this great responsibility in the future, and pass on the throne to him in the future. He involuntarily picked up Hu Chaohou, leaned on her cold face, and burst into tears: "Ting'er, why are you so stupid?" Why are you so stupid? ”

The death knell sounded in the court, Yang Zhong knelt in front of the body of the queen mother, and cried frantically: "Didn't you say that you would be by the side of the sons and daughters, didn't you say that you would watch the sons grow up?" He gently beat his body, lonely tears fell drop by drop, he didn't want to see all this: "Queen Mother, how can you be ruthless to leave your son alone, Queen Mother, wake up, wake up!" ”

On the day of the funeral, Yang Zhong's face quietly had a little more pitiful look, he sprinkled a hundred flowers, while recalling the time when the queen mother accompanied him, selling heavy steps and moving forward, and Yang Sleeve's anxious look was already hanging all over his cheeks, the white hair on his head fell with the wind, and the bitterness in his heart tasted unprecedented, so he didn't know what to say, so he had to blame himself silently......

Empress Hu was buried, but her death made the prince's heart have even greater resentment towards his father, and poor Yang Zhong's heart was about to collapse: "It was my father who killed my mother, why?" ”

Gently pushing open the door, Xie Lingyuan looked at the poor prince, hurriedly ran forward, and hugged Yang Zhong's body tightly: "The slave knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in pain now, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should cry out loud if he wants to cry, and after crying, he must learn to be strong!" ”

The prince burst into tears, she leaned on Xie Lingyun's arms, and poured out the grief in her heart: "The queen mother of this prince is gone, she has always loved my queen mother since she was a child, this prince's heart is really scared now, and this prince is really cold now." ”

Xie Lingyun intimately wiped Yang Zhong's already soaked cheeks and cared for him: "His Royal Highness the Prince, although the Queen Mother is gone, you still have slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids will always be by His Royal Highness the Prince's side, warm the Prince, and will never leave the Prince!" ”

Yang Zhong raised his head slightly, with a silent and helpless expression: "Yun'er, are you really willing to stay by the side of this prince all the time and never leave for the rest of your life?" ”

Xie Lingyun was wrapped in tears, she nodded with a smile, and then gently led Yang Zhong on the bed, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must have your mother's greatest wish before she died that you can inherit the throne smoothly, your mother has sacrificed herself for His Royal Highness the Prince, so His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not just sink into grief, you must work hard to prove to the world that you are a strong man, so that your dead queen mother can be blinded under the Nine Springs!" ”

"Yun'er, you're not right, for the sake of the dead queen mother. This prince must become the future emperor, and this prince will pay the price one by one for killing my mother. Yang Zhong clenched the fist in his hand, and he was full of resentment in his heart, but he had actually completely blackened......

Ten days later, Yang Zhong wanted to go out of the palace, but when he opened the door, his two princes knelt outside the door, Yang Zhong was so angry that he pointed at the two princes without respect: "What are you doing here to block the way of this prince?" ”

The two princes said calmly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qiqi, the Holy One has decreed, except for the morning court every day, there is no Holy Lord's permission to leave the East Palace, and in the future, Weichen will personally come to the East Palace every day to teach His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Yang Zhong turned around slowly, he knew that now was not the time to get angry at all, and a bitter look quietly lingered on his face: "This prince knows, the two princes should come in first, this prince is still looking forward to you teaching me how to govern the country!" ”