The never-ending quarrels in the court will eventually come to an end, and when everyone is tired, Emperor Xuande can be regarded as relieved.

Whether this imperial throne is for decoration, or is it really the embodiment of imperial power, Ji Fansheng asked himself more than once in his heart, before obtaining the ultimate authority, he must restrain himself according to the moral norms of the courtiers.

Whether it is the procedure of discussing politics or the reduction of the harem, the courtiers are blameless for him.

But the price after that is that when he occasionally does something that goes beyond these norms, he is met with strong opposition.

It's like the waves of the ocean, you build a dam, and they still come at you.

It doesn't mean that your reluctance will reduce your aggression and let you go.

Ji Fansheng watched the ministers salute and withdraw, and the main hall of the Zhaowen Hall suddenly became empty.

There was a sour feeling in his heart, it was clear that the emperor was a chore, but everyone was very worried about that position.

Emperor Xuande had not yet returned to the Guande Palace, but the high priest had already come out of the Bixiao Palace.

She waited outside the Guande Hall with apprehension, and she didn't know how to report the situation of Concubine Yun to the emperor.

She doubted her own judgment and couldn't make a decision.

When she received the news last night, she thought that Concubine Yun had something special to explain to her, so the emperor summoned her to the palace.

But after meeting Concubine Yun today, she realized how bad her condition was.

If it is said that after Duanyang last year, Concubine Yun was sick and could not be a director.

Now Concubine Yun is in a trance, not tired, but exhausted. This feeling of powerlessness is even extremely contagious, and everyone around her looks unhappy.

But also, if Bixiao Palace loses Concubine Yun, what else can these people rely on.

As a high priest, Wangshu deeply knew what everyone who worshiped the moon had contributed to the Hongyin Dynasty.

Seeing that Concubine Yun's spirit deteriorated after she went to Yuzhi Mountain to conclude the alliance, she was not without doubts in her heart.

Empress Dowager Jiang also concluded an alliance before, but her body has always been very strong, and it was not until after the change of Bingzi that she used the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony to hurt the root, and at that time she used the theory of star destiny to calculate the position of the new emperor.

This allowed the Hongyin Dynasty to complete the smooth transition of the throne, although it could not get up at that time. But after that, it was only a year of hard work, and Empress Dowager Jiang's body was raised.

However, why is Concubine Yun's body so weak?

While waiting at the foot of the steps of the Guande Palace, Wangshu's thoughts had already turned back and forth a few times.

When he saw Emperor Xuande's tired face appear again, Wangshu's heart suddenly chuckled, "At this time, is it really a good time to tell the truth?" ”

The emperor was so young, and his body was full of strength, but why did he also have such a depressed look.

What happened to Zhaowen Hall today made the emperor so depressed.

Emperor Xuande saw Wangshu, nodded, and motioned for her to follow in.

The Guande Hall is more casual, and there is no feeling of opposition between monarchs and ministers.

The emperor casually pointed to a chair and asked Wangshu to sit and speak.

Wangshu hesitated, but still maintained a respectful posture of standing.

"Don't be formal, here, Wangshu, you are my Taoist friend, we serve the fire god together, and you are still my guide."

Wangshu's face turned red, "Your Majesty, you can't mess with the rules." ”

Emperor Xuande no longer insisted, but only groaned for a while, and then stared at Wangshu's eyes and said, "You have been to Bixiao Palace, how is it?" ”

Wangshu was not in a hurry to answer, but asked: "I heard that the Zhaowen Palace is very lively today, has Your Majesty decided to send troops to Bai Zhi Kingdom?" Concubine Yun is also worried about this matter. ”61

"Well, you always have to go, it depends on the timing.

What's more, with the blessing of the god of fire, I will win sooner or later. ”

"The minister wishes His Majesty a victorious and successful start in advance.

Only this time, the minister could not accompany His Majesty. ”

"Well, I was just about to tell you about this, don't go this time, go to Fengming Mountain, and do the blessings of the fire god.

Also, here in Bixiao Palace, I also entrust it to you.

I see that Concubine Yun's condition is getting worse and worse.

I'm scared of ......."

Emperor Xuande couldn't say anything below, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Life and death are no longer an insurmountable hurdle for him, but if Heng Ying really goes that far, he will still find it difficult to accept.

Why are other people alive and well, strong, like the one in Chonghua Palace, and can give birth to a prince. But Hengying's body is weakening day by day, and her hard work is given to this piece of her beloved country.

Her spirit was so weak that even her daily preferences began to blur.

The pine nuts in the tea he saw Hengying drinking last night were obviously the most disliked on weekdays, but he saw that she also drank them as usual.

This little action was not seen by others, but he saw it.

Because Hengying liked the taste of pine nuts into tea before, but he didn't like to eat pine nuts, he used a utensil to grate the tea again.

Wangshu looked at the emperor's expression and knew his thoughts, and now he was about to make a contribution, but he couldn't affect his ambition because of this child's affection.

She thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, Concubine Yun went to Yuzhi Mountain a few days ago, I'm afraid that she would hurt her gods in order to conclude an alliance with that divine beast."

With a little more time to recuperate, on the day of His Majesty's triumph, Concubine Yun should be able to get better. ”

"It's still a divine beast, Wangshu, you're finally willing to tell me the truth.

I asked you before, how many times have you met Bixiao Palace privately, why in the end, you refused to say, now think about it, it's just for this matter.

Your mouth is pretty tight. ”

Wangshu hurriedly lowered her head, she didn't dare to look at the emperor's forced gaze.

"This matter is a secret matter in the sect, and it is indeed inappropriate to tell Your Majesty."

Wangshu's posture is always neither humble nor arrogant, and Emperor Xuande looked at this woman, even if he lowered his head, he was full of the same posture.

She wasn't ashamed of her actions, she just didn't want to look at the emperor.

"Okay, good, your Three Holy Sects are indeed full of talents.

I want to know, this splendid river and mountain, is it really a divine beast that can be controlled? ”

At this time, Emperor Xuande faded the emperor's disguise, and he was reduced to an ordinary person, he wanted to know why Ruoshui went overseas to find a divine beast, and Hengying was also dying in order to conclude an alliance with a divine beast.

Wangshu was silent, for a long time, she raised her head and said slowly: "The will of God is not something we can question, Your Majesty is the chosen son, and my task is to assist Your Majesty in achieving immortal deeds."

During this period, there were sacrifices, sacrifices, some bloodshed, and some deaths.

But will Your Majesty be able to let go of the mission on his shoulders because of this? ”

Wangshu's eyes shone with a determined light, and the light was so dazzling that it obscured everything in front of Emperor Xuande's eyes.