Feng Lingxi embarked on the return journey.

However, she did not write to inform Yan Yan and her family, who were far away in Kyoto.

Because she wanted to surprise everyone, after all, it was originally said that it would take two years to return, but now it is half a year early.

However, Feng Lingxi did not know that a storm was brewing in the capital at this time, and this storm would not only sweep the whole of Kyoto, but even she would be swept up thousands of miles away......

The capital, in the Jingxuan Palace.

The emperor looked at the grass and trees here with a lonely expression, and behind him, the prince of Fu'an bowed his back slightly.

In the middle of the sound, the emperor broke the silence, and asked Fu'an behind him in a hoarse voice: "You say, if I had insisted on it back then, would she not have died?" ”

This assumption Fu'an's father-in-law didn't dare to answer, and he couldn't answer it, after all, where did there be so many ifs in the world, if he wanted him to say, it was fate.

The emperor saw that Fu'an's father-in-law didn't dare to answer, and suddenly snorted lightly, feeling very boring, since she was gone, life has been very boring......

"Let's go, I guess they've already entered the palace." The emperor took one last look at the quiet Jingxuan Palace, with reluctance and helplessness in his eyes, and gently apologized to Gu Jingxuan in his heart: I'm sorry, for the sake of the community, I have to do this, don't blame me, wait for me to get down and then make amends to you, whatever. ”

After the last sigh, the emperor's face turned cold, and he took his father-in-law Fu'an, and strode towards the Yangxin Palace, the quiet Jingxuan Palace was empty, and the emperor's long sigh just now still left a trace of aftersound echoing in the empty Jingxuan Palace, and it took a long time to disperse.

When the emperor and the father-in-law of Fu'an arrived at the Yangxin Palace, there were guards coming and going, and the third prince took Mr. Ji and others to ask to see him.

The emperor said lightly, "Xuan", and the person had already entered the Heart Cultivation Palace, sat down at the desk, and continued to look through the folds on the desk that he had thrown aside earlier and had not yet commented.

Everything is as usual as if the restless, indecisive, upset and irritable person just now is not him.

Fu'an's father-in-law looked at his nose and nose, and stood aside for bowing his back.

The third prince, when Mr. Ji was brought in by the guards, he was faced with such a scene.

"The son visits his father."

"The Great Sacrifice of Yunnan has seen the emperor."

The two gave the emperor a salute.

But after waiting for a while, I didn't hear the emperor shouting to be flat.

The third prince was still kneeling on the ground, and Mr. Ji was still holding his fists and bowing.

It is not too painful for the two to maintain a position, although the third prince knelt more easily, but he was quite psychologically tortured, and he didn't know why his father suddenly colded him.

And although Mr. Ji, who was subordinated, had better cultivation and first-class forbearance, he couldn't withstand the backlash that his body bones had been interrupted by the birth sacrifice, and now it was too painful to maintain the posture of bowing with his fists clenched.

Just when Mr. Ji was wondering if he should simply get up by himself, the emperor finally opened the golden mouth: "I was fascinated by the music just now, why are you still not even?" ”

Mr. Ji: ......

Three Princes: ......

O liar!

However, given that the emperor was the biggest, they didn't dare to say anything.

Don't look at the third prince as a dragon son with red roots, but he can't resist his father's lack of love for his son and nephew, and he has treated Yan Yan as an eyeball since he was a child.

After the three princes and Mr. Ji were equal, Mr. Ji was worried that the emperor would be reorganized in a while, and he had been entrenched in Beijing as the great priest of the land of Yunnan, would this kind of behavior really make people think about it.

Especially when he was designated to stay with the crown prince after being convicted before, he was still unclear with the third prince during the period, and now he is with the second prince who should have died early.

Mr. Ji himself

Just thinking about it, he felt that if he didn't explain it now, I was afraid that the emperor would cut him, and it would not be a pity for him to die, at least not let the emperor be disgusted with Yan Zichen.

"Your Majesty, Ji has been in Jokhang Kyoto for too long, there is no shortage of famous teachers around the prince, naturally there is no shortage of Ji someone, originally Ji had planned to return to Yunnan, but suddenly calculated a hexagram, the hexagram is shown in the southeast direction of the capital, and the blood of the dragon is intermittent, looming, and Ji is curious to go to find out.

But unexpectedly met the second prince, because the second prince was sick and weak, Ji took him back to Beijing, I thought to help the second prince and make a good fate, but I didn't expect that today the third prince indiscriminately brought someone to the door, and insisted that the second prince was an impostor, so there was a matter of entering the palace today to ask the emperor for verification. ”

Mr. Ji kept his mouth shut about the fact that the hiding place was a secret prostitution hall, and he would not mention that there were many organs in the secret prostitution hall, and a net was laid out.

The third prince himself is a bit of a fool, and he has his own temperament, so he doesn't think that the secret prostitution hall is a big deal, and besides, as for the heaven and earth net mechanism in the secret prostitution hall, he didn't fully feel it.

Because Yan Yan's people were helping him clear the road, and the road from outside the secret prostitution hall to the small courtyard was carefully selected by Yan Yan, the three princes should not walk too easily.

So now the third prince didn't find out at all that Mr. Ji was evasive and trivial, and he thought that this Mr. Ji was really as he said, and one line of kindness happened to help the second brother who suddenly appeared?

Wrong! The third prince suddenly remembered that when he was in the small courtyard, Mr. Ji looked at the second brother's eyes, like an old father who had tried his best to give shelter.

Although the third prince felt that something was wrong, he couldn't say it.

Seeing this appearance in the eyes of the emperor, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

He looked at Mr. Ji, his eyes were deep, when the second son Yan Zichen was diagnosed with congenital deficiency, only five years old, he was bedridden all day, and finally could not survive the Chinese New Year's Eve when he was six years old, but after the Tai Hospital determined that the second prince had gone, the "body" of the second prince disappeared on the night of the rest.

For the sake of royal decency, this matter was suppressed, and what was placed in the small coffin was nothing more than a set of clothes......

The emperor's thoughts were pulled back, he didn't like variables, let alone variables that he couldn't control.

"Since it is said that it is the second prince, let's come in and see it, and this matter will be verified later." The emperor's tone was calm, and he didn't see that he would be more happy because of his son's death.

This made Mr. Ji very angry in his heart, feeling that the emperor was really hateful, and he didn't have any love for Yan Zichen.

If Mr. Ji's heart at this time is known by the three princes on the side, it is estimated that he will hehe, don't you see that his son has been with him for so many years, and he can't compete with Yan Yan's finger? The old man's eccentricity has long been biased to the edge of the sky.

Yan Zichen was helped in by a small chamberlain.

In just a short distance, Yan Zichen walked out of breath, dripping with cold sweat, and her lips, which were originally pale in color, now looked even whiter.

The emperor raised his eyes to look at Yan Zichen, originally he didn't believe that this was the child who had already lost his breath, but he didn't see much difference between his eyebrows and facial features when he was a child, and he looked very much like his mother, Concubine Li.

For a moment, the emperor was stunned.

Just when the emperor was stunned, Yan Zichen, who was weak, had already knelt down slowly with the help of the little chamberlain, with excitement and admiration in his eyes, he kowtowed his head heavily, and shouted in his mouth: "Father, son, son, finally see my father." ”

The emperor looked at the weak Yan Zichen in front of him, as if a gust of wind could knock him out, and said in a low voice to the Fu'an Gong who was already stunned on the side: "Take him down to verify his identity." ”

For the identification of the imperial heir, the palace naturally has its own set of inspection methods.

Since the birth of every prince and princess, the physical signs brought by themselves will be recorded one by one, not to mention that in the royal family, there is a very peculiar feature, that is, it is really a dragon son, and he is likely to have a birthmark like a red cloud behind him.

Yan Yan was recognized by the queen in this way, and the second prince Yan Zichen was recorded at the beginning of his birth, that is, there was also a red cloud on his back.

In the side hall.

When Yan Zichen's clothes were taken off, revealing a fair, thin body with slight bones, Father-in-law Fu'an stared at the red cloud behind Yan Zichen, half a sound, and after coming back to his senses, he hurriedly asked the little attendant beside him to come forward to serve.

"The second prince is thin, do you see if the doors and windows are closed, whether the charcoal fire is thriving, and bring a cup of soup to the second prince to moisten his throat......"

Yan Zichen, who was slowly dressing up, hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and a look of ambition flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a bloody breath rushed up to his throat, and the itchy throat made him cough uncontrollably, he coughed so hard that he arched his back, his cheeks were flushed with an abnormal flush, and the beads of cold sweat on his forehead were dense, and he was embarrassed.

This heart-rending cough made the little attendants waiting on the side look at each other in shock, and they didn't dare to come out.

In the end, Yan Zichen only felt that the fishy sweetness blocking his throat was pushed out by a force, and the itch could finally be endured, but when he removed the handkerchief in his hand from his lips, the red in the handkerchief stung his eyes.

It even made the little chamberlain guarding his side shocked and exclaimed, "Ah, blood"!

Yan Zichen's eyes suddenly swelled with a haze, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes were like the warm, weak and weak Jia Gongzi before, as if at this time Yan Zichen was trapped in his body A powerful, vicious devil was always ready to rush out of this broken body, revealing his hideous minions.

The little waiter who was stared at by Yan Zichen trembled for some reason, his knees were weak, and he already knelt on the ground: "Ask the second prince to spare his life!" The second prince spared his life! ”

Yan Zichen looked at the little waiter who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, regained his previous warmth and harmlessness, and even asked with a gentle smile: "I have never blamed you, why do you kneel?" ”

This extremely serious question made the little chamberlain stunned, and then looked at the gentle second prince, and even wondered if he was hallucinating just now.

The robes of the second prince were already neatly dressed, and the group went to the main hall of the Heart Cultivation Hall to report back to the emperor, Yan Zichen put his hands on his abdomen, and his wide sleeves covered his actions of clutching the blood-stained handkerchief.

When he was about to reach the main hall of the Heart Cultivation Palace, Yan Zichen pursed the corners of his lips and looked in the direction of the Jinluan Palace, where there was a dragon chair representing the highest position, and he muttered, full of ambition and whispered: "I will not die, these will be mine." ”

Father-in-law Fu'an practiced martial arts, and his ear power was naturally much stronger than that of the ordinary little chamberlain, because he heard Yan Zichen say what to die, what is mine, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "What does the Second Highness command?" ”

Yan Zichen sighed in his heart, he must be careful in the future, but he didn't expect that the father-in-law of Fu'an, who was as white as a pig, was also a profound inside, he hurriedly showed a warm and harmless smile, and said politely to the father-in-law of Fu'an.

"I just want to say that I haven't been filial in front of my father for so many years, these are my faults, and I must be more filial to my father in the future."

Father-in-law Fu'an frowned slightly, and secretly said that he had heard it, although he couldn't see the weak body of the second prince, and even felt that maybe the second prince might not live as long as the emperor, but these words could not be spoken, he hurriedly smiled and bowed, and said to Yan Zichen.

"It's windy outside the hall, Your Royal Highness should follow the old slave into the palace, the emperor should be in a hurry." 2k reading web