The glamorous and stunning noble concubine, after the former queen went crazy, she was firmly pampered for a long time, controlled the harem, and was thorough in all aspects. Moreover, there are eight princes in the emperor today, and there are only three princesses, two of whom are born of noble concubines. The eldest princess was born with a beautiful appearance and was very favored by the emperor. A few years ago, he promised to marry the prince of a friendly country, and when he was in time, he would marry in a beautiful way.

Under the umbrella of Ming Huang Luo, the emperor looked gloomy and his eyes were gloomy.

The eunuch Qin casually kept looking at the emperor's face all the way, and in front of the Zekun Palace, which was close to the noble concubine, he suddenly ran quickly to the emperor, knelt down, and knocked his head to the ground.

"Casual?" the emperor's sharp eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

"I beg the emperor to listen to the old slave. Qin casually leaned over and lay on the ground without looking up.

"Come here, speak. The emperor leaned back, leaning on the double wishful brocade round pillow of the auspicious cloud Lingzhi golden dragon, and closed his eyes slightly.

Qin casually hurriedly got up, quickly leaned into the emperor's ear, and whispered.

"Your Majesty, the old slave begs the emperor for a favor for serving the emperor for forty-five years!" Qin casually looked at the emperor and bowed slightly, and then said boldly, "If it is confirmed that the second prince of the noble concubine is really the mastermind of pox, please press it and not pursue it for the time being!"

"Huh!?" The emperor opened his eyes violently, his eyes were so fierce that he almost devoured Qin at will, and Qin Xian's legs weakened in fright, and he knelt on the ground.

"Get up, tell me why?" the Emperor closed his eyes again, his tone cold.

Qin swallowed his saliva casually, stiffened his head, and got up to join the emperor: "Your Majesty, in three more months, at the beginning of next year, it will be the time for the eldest princess and Lu, this and the ceremony, the participation of the biological mother and the prayers of the brothers, are indispensable." ”

Glancing at the emperor whose face did not change in the slightest, Qin casually hurriedly continued: "If you want to punish the second prince, you will also reduce the position of his biological mother and concubine, then the most honorable concubine in the palace will be gone." And the wedding ceremony of the eldest princess, who presided over the concubine, was nondescript, not only the eldest princess's face was disgraced, but the majesty of the heavenly family was also gone!"

Qin casually saw that the emperor nodded in agreement, his heart was at ease, and the speed of his speech was faster: "And the concubine just heard the news today and looked for death and life, it is difficult to ensure that he is even more bent on death." In case, the concubine dies, this matter will be difficult to do!"

Qin subconsciously rubbed his hands casually, and then continued: "Even if she is temporarily crowned as a concubine, first, it will inevitably make people in the world feel that she is acting as a substitute, and the death of the noble concubine will attract rumors, which will damage the preciousness of the eldest princess and affect the confidence of going to the country to be the crown princess." Second, I am ashamed of the noble concubine who passed away, and the bones are not cold, and the position can't wait to be occupied by others. Third, the eldest princess, the second princess and the second prince will not dare to resent, but it is inevitable that they will lose their mother.

After hearing this, the emperor slowly opened his eyes, quietly looked at Qin Arbitrary's always sycophant eyebrows, and after a while, he saw Qin Arbitrary's sideburns sweating slightly, and then said heavily: "Reward you with a son, you can pick it yourself." ”

"Thank you, thank you, Emperor!" Qin was overjoyed at random, crawling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly. This eunuch is destined to have no descendants, and today's emperor Chrysostom said that he will have a son to retire at will!

The bright yellow Supreme Luo umbrella led a long yellow coat and meandered towards the noble concubine's Zekun Palace. The emperor's eyes, which were reclining on the emperor's coffin, were as deep as the sea, surging and undulating, and after a while, he regained his calmness.

The emperor drove the Zekun Palace, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, he heard a silence, and the bright voice of the second prince was subdued: "Lang Lang Qiankun, the darkness is in the sky, the courtiers have a prayer, pray for a wish!"

Waving his hand to stop Qin's casual opening of his mouth and shouting, as well as the greetings of all the palace people kneeling on the ground, the emperor slowly walked into the majestic gate of Zekun Palace. Looking up, in the center of the patio, there were three injections of clear incense smoke in the pure gold unicorn three-eared incense burner, and the second prince Xuanyuan Ran knelt on the ground, praying sincerely to the sky, and his voice was sonorous and powerful: "May God see that I Xuanyuan Ran, there is not a drop of innocent blood stuck in my hand, and I will bless my mother and concubine with good health and a smooth life." I am willing to reduce my life span by ten years!"

"Ran'er, there are gods three feet above your head, do you dare to swear that you didn't care about human life because of pox?!" The emperor stood behind Xuanyuan Ran and raised his voice abruptly.

"Father, Emperor An!" Xuanyuan Ran hurriedly knelt down and turned around to say goodbye, and then looked at the sky solemnly, "If I, Xuanyuan Ran, have harmed a human life in the scourge of pox, I will be told to have five thunderbolts, and I will not die well! If the sky sees the many lives saved in the scourge of my pox, I will bless my father and mother and concubine to live a long life, peace and joy!"

"Get up," the emperor nodded slowly, the coldness in his eyes had disappeared, as if he had gone to a heart disease, and his heart was calm, "Follow me to see your mother." ”

Xuanyuan kowtowed, followed the emperor respectfully, and walked along the eaves corridor with gilt red lacquered gold-clad base pillars to the main hall.

The main hall door was open, and the long windows were not tightly closed, opening and closing uneasily in the wind. On the white marble floor tiles carved with auspicious clouds and golden luanbird patterns in the hall, kneeling full of maids and eunuchs, low sobs circulated in the air, and the hall was filled with a sad and helpless atmosphere.

"Is your master awake?" the emperor stepped into the palace, his voice was dark, and he saw the noble concubine leaning on the splendid bed and opening her eyes slightly, "Noble concubine, why are you doing this?!"

The noble concubine's tearful eyes seemed to be too heavy to lift, and there were a few crystal clear drops of water hanging on her long eyelashes, and she blinked timidly a few times, and the tears finally fell down slowly. She looked up at the emperor softly, a bruise on her neck, lining her neck with condensed snow and white complexion, almost dripping water. Her low voice was so soft and tactful that it was distressing: "Your Majesty, you have come to see me! Blame me, I didn't bring a good child, I am willing to pay with my life! I beg the emperor not to blame my child! Don't blame Ran'er, don't blame Rou'er, Jiao'er, okay, Emperor!"

"How do you know that I blame the child?" The noble concubine did not call herself a concubine, and her voice was extremely close to me, which made the emperor's heart soften for a while, and his tone was much softer.

"Sister Shufei told me, saying that you are strange for Ran'er to lead the king into Weng to kill and stop the disease! I asked Ran'er, Ran'er resolutely denied it, and ran to burn incense angrily, pointing to the heavenly swear. The noble concubine closed her eyes slightly, two strings of tears rolled down like pearls, and her voice was soft and desolate, like the morning mist of early winter, which made people feel cold, "It can be imagined how powerful it is for the emperor to identify Ran'er as a guilty person! This time my Ran'er, I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will have to peel off my skin! This is a false accusation made out of nothing, and the blood is spurting people, and Ran'er and I can't resist it." The concubines can only complain about their grievances on the basis of death! But beg, the emperor does not blame my children, do not blame my mother's family!"