In the Dingguo Mansion, Xiao Yi, the prince of the world, hurriedly walked in, and when he closed the door, he used too much force, and the corner of the brocade robe was sandwiched in the crack of the door, so he had to open the door again and pull out the brocade robe.

Dingguo Gong Xiao Changdun tightened his thick eyebrows and looked at his eldest son, who had reached middle age. Although the eldest son's qualifications are mediocre, he is down-to-earth, calm and open-minded, even when he was young, he was not as careless as he is today.

"Shoujiang, is something wrong?" Shoujiang is Xiao Yi's cousin.

Xiao Yi wiped the thin sweat on his forehead, ignoring the loss of honor just now, knowing that when his father was in the inner study, there would be no other subordinates except for Ama who was waiting outside, but he still subconsciously lowered his voice: "Father, there is a word from the palace." ”

Xiao Changdun's deep brows did not loosen, these days, the affairs in the palace have long been spread throughout the government and the opposition, and he knows everything behind closed doors.

At this time, no news is the best news.

Now that word is out, it's not a good thing.

"What did he say?" Xiao Changdun asked in a deep voice.

The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth moved, as if it was difficult to speak, but in the end he said truthfully: "The child in Concubine Lin Shu's womb did not die at the hands of the queen, but ...... It's ......"

Those two words still didn't come out in the end.

Xiao Changdun's face changed suddenly, becoming pale and bloodless.

He finally understood why the mature and steady eldest son lost his temper, and he finally understood why Concubine Lin Shu died on the auspicious and festive day of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Concubine Lin Shufei's death was not a coincidence, but inevitable.

"It's the Emperor, isn't it?" is only five words, but Xiao Changdun seems to have exhausted all his strength.

He still couldn't believe it, could it really be that child?

The child who was lonely and quietly handed him a letter for help.

"Since Concubine Lin Shufei was pregnant, she would go to Fuxiu Palace every day, maybe it was the hand that started at that time, and Concubine Lin Shufei probably also knew, but she didn't dare to tell the truth, so she had to push the boat down the river and push it on the queen's head, but that one couldn't rest assured after all, or killed her, Concubine Lin Shufei was suffocated to death, and Jing Ze's hand."

From getting the news to now, Xiao Yi is still unbelievable.

Xiao Changdun had recovered from the final surprise, his face gradually became bloody, his face sank like water, and said, "This is the news handed over by Jing Ze?" ”

"Yes, Jing Ze is recuperating from his injuries, and when our people go to visit him, he quietly handed over the letter." Xiao Yi said.

Xiao Changdun didn't speak, he cut his hands and paced slowly in the room.

Xiao Yi knew that this was his father's habit, and whenever he was like this, it meant that he had a major decision.

Xiao Yi stood silently on one side, and the Western clock on the Treasure Pavilion made a clicking sound, as if urging something.

Finally, Xiao Changdun stopped, he turned to look at the eldest son who was standing aside, and said word by word: "Jingze, don't stay any longer." ”

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, did his father want Jing Ze to die?

Why?

Kyozawa is the most powerful person around him, and if Kyozawa dies, there will be even fewer people who can be trusted and relied on.

"Jing Ze already has two hearts, and he let us know about this matter, just to let us separate from the emperor. If he told the Empress Dowager or anyone else about these things, the emperor's reputation would be tarnished. ”

I don't know if it's my own delusion, Xiao Yi felt that his father's voice was dry, and he couldn't hear the modulation, like the monotonous and smooth sound when the wooden wheels were pushed.

“...... Father, the emperor even wants to ...... his own flesh and blood"

Xiao Yi couldn't go on, he saw his father's helpless gaze.

From youth to middle age, Xiao Yi has never disobeyed his father, and this time he still won't.

He didn't speak again, and silently walked out of his father's inner study.

The door was gently shut, and the interior was quiet.

Xiao Changdun sat down on the Taishi chair dejectedly, he seemed to be ten years old, at this moment, he was just an old man.

"Second brother, maybe what you said is right."

But what's the use, after so many years, right or wrong has long been useless.

After all, sitting on the dragon chair is still royal orthodoxy, the eldest grandson of Emperor Taizu, even if he is not a royal family, even if he is just an ordinary person, he can only be this person.

Therefore, what the second brother said was right, and what he insisted on was not wrong.

......

Dead people in the deep palace are like dead flies and dead mosquitoes.

Even if that person was the most powerful eunuch on the emperor's side, it was still the same.

Jing Ze was seriously injured and did not die, no one thought that he was just smashed on the head by the inkstone, and he would also die.

Of course, the inkstone will kill people if they smash their heads, but Jingze was already well two days ago, but in the end he still didn't survive.

The saddest thing is the emperor, in addition to sadness, there is also self-blame.

It was he who injured Jing Ze, he didn't want to beat Jing Ze to death, he was just too sad because of Lin Shufei's death, and he was so sad that he lost control for a while.

Although it took a few days to die, Jing Ze was killed by the emperor after all, so Jing Ze's death was quiet, and the chamberlains did not dare to talk about it in private.

The emperor remembered the old and rewarded Jing Ze with a good coffin, and Jing Ze was able to bury it decently.

But the emperor was still sad, and he did not appear for several days in the morning.

The emperor did not go to court, and the civil and military officials could see the swaying bead curtain behind the dragon chair at a glance.

The bead curtain is made of the best southern pearls, and the Queen Mother likes pearls, and wherever she is, she will be decorated with the best pearls.

The Empress Dowager sat behind the beaded curtain, her voice as calm and calm as ever.

"The emperor is not ill, he is just sad about the early death of Concubine Lin Shu, now the harem is empty, the palace wants to choose a concubine for the emperor, fill the harem, spread branches and leaves as soon as possible, give birth to Lin'er, do you have any objections?"

Of course not, the emperor has no children, even if he accepts as many concubines as he wants.

This matter was left to the Zongren Mansion to handle.

This time, the Empress Dowager did not have a suitable candidate, and she did not think about the matter as carefully as she did last time.

Last time, she decided on Mao Guifei and Lin Shufei, but it turned out that this was not the best candidate.

Of course, the empress dowager was most annoyed by the queen.

The queen she had pinned her hopes on made her extremely disappointed in the handling of Concubine Lin Shu's matter.

Regardless of whether the child in Concubine Lin Shu's womb is the queen's handiwork or not, the queen, as the master of the harem, cannot let rumors spread all over the palace.

Besides, Concubine Lin Shufei's child is the only bloodline of the emperor at present, and the queen must not do any harm, even if Concubine Lin Shufei is expensive by virtue of her son, she cannot threaten her status, but she made a move at this time, which shows her short-sightedness and recklessness.

After retiring from the court, the Empress Dowager asked people to call Mao Guifei.

is also her nephew and grandchild, before entering the palace, Concubine Mao was far less close to her than the queen.

It's not that Concubine Mao doesn't want to please the Empress Dowager, but the Empress Dowager doesn't like her mother Yang, although Yang is the Empress Dowager's niece, but the Empress Dowager doesn't like her. Even so, the Empress Dowager did not treat the Mao family harshly, which can be seen from Mao Yuanjiu's steady progress.