In February of the first year of Chunhua, the new emperor ascended the throne for less than ten months, and the people inside and outside the court were uncertain, and border disputes continued. For a while, there were external troubles, undercurrents were surging, and the throne was unstable. There are even rumors that the new emperor Murong Zhao only ascended to the throne by killing his father and brother.

There are more than 20 princes under the knees of the first emperor, there are princes and five kings in the front, and seven kings and nine kings in the back.

Yang Qiqi doesn't know if this rumor is true or not, but it is true that the emperor took advantage of his mother. Extremely vicious, as soon as he ascended the throne, he was a thunderous method, bloodily suppressed the remnants of the five kings and the seven kings, killed the abolished prince with a cup of poisonous wine, and strangled his mother-in-law. These are all things she really saw.

"Niangniang, Your Majesty said that there is an excerpt at the border pass, and I can't dine with you right now. Please use more with Mrs. Weiguo, Your Majesty also explained...... "The first-class chief eunuch beside the emperor is kneeling in front of Yang Qiqi's eyes at the moment, chattering endlessly. However, these words were not said to her, but to the imperial concubine lying on the soft couch.

This imperial concubine was the first favored concubine around the first emperor, and after Murong Zhao ascended the throne, he overrode public opinion and welcomed her as the imperial concubine and favored the six palaces.

Wen Yao's eyebrows frowned slightly, her hair was slightly scattered, and her very charming apricot eyes were slightly raised, which was very beautiful, "This palace knows, please don't work hard, take care of the dragon body." ”

"Your Majesty...... It's really nice to treat my cousin. Yang Qiqi opened his mouth flatteringly, and when he mentioned Murong Zhao, he couldn't help but think of the rumors outside the palace and fought a cold war.

Wen Yaojia is a delicate and transparent person, seeing Yang Qiqi's expression, she smiled softly and said slowly: "Don't listen to those nonsense outside, the emperor is a very good person...... He ...... "Wen Yaojia talked about Murong Zhao's nagging and domineering, obviously complaining, but her eyes were shining, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was overflowing with happiness.

Yang Qiqi was stunned and remembered his husband Zhang Zonghei. Between them, there has never been such a warm and sweet moment, which makes Yang Qiqi's heart slightly sour.

Wen Yaojia was talking energetically, and suddenly covered her stomach and screamed. Seeing her like this, Yang Qiqi raised his hand to help, but who knew that his stomach was also in pain. This scene in the house suddenly made the palace people in the hall anxious.

"I, my amniotic water broke. This palace, this palace is about to be born. Wen Yaojia shouted in a panic.

The boots outside the hall sounded, and the door of the temple was opened with a "bang". Outside the warm pavilion, a palace person shouted loudly: "Bold minion, trespass into the palace, be careful of your dog's life!" ”

Before the words fell, a series of screams followed. A few palace people who were guarding outside the warm area also ran into the door as if they were fleeing.

Wen Yaojia leaned on the soft couch in pain, and said forcefully, "What's wrong?" What happened? ”

Zhang Zonghe, dressed in military uniform, stepped into the warm pavilion, he held a long saber in his hand, the sword body was stained with blood, and the entire hall was enveloped by the smell of blood in an instant.

Yang Qiqi spit out.

Wen Yaojia forced her composure, "Bold Zhang Zongsi......" Before she finished speaking, her stomach was pierced by Zhang Zongsi's sword, and blood splashed everywhere.

Yang Qiqi had never seen such a formation, and immediately screamed in fright, and fainted straight.

"Madam, you work harder, harder, ma'am!"

"Madam, if you can't regenerate, this child will be finished!"

The intense pain mixed with the chaotic sound woke Yang Qiqi up. She heard the rough voice of the mother, and a pair of hands were pushing her stomach hard, and she was tormented by the pain.

"Cousin, cousin...... Nagatoro, why is that, why? ”

Yang Qiqi was crying while whispering with difficulty, and only said repeatedly: "Why." ”

I don't know how long it was, but the child's cry resounded through the hall.

"It's a little boy, it's a little boy."

"Lord Ning's pulse is really accurate, it's really a boy." Yang Qiqi heard this extremely familiar voice, his heart trembled, and he saw his sister-in-law, Princess Rui Yang Yuyan, surrounded by his entourage and bypassing the screen. She took the child with a smile and hugged it in her arms.

Yang Qiqi panicked in his heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Child, my child!" ”

Yang Yuyan didn't look at Yang Qiqi, turned her head and said coldly to the palace people: "Change her clothes and bring her out." ”

One of the stable women couldn't help but say: "The mother is constantly red, and now she will get up, but I'm afraid it's not good." ”

Yang Yuyan's phoenix eyes were horizontal, "Drag this woman out and beat her to death with a stick." ”

Then, Yang Qiqi, who was extremely weak, was picked up from the bed and put on her robe. She was numb with pain, and she didn't have the strength to struggle, and she didn't know where these people were going to take her. She is like a fish on a chopping board, to be slaughtered.

At this moment, the lights inside and outside the Ganlu Hall were as bright as day, and the corpses were scattered in all directions, and it was a mess. The blood gushed out of the wound, staining the white jade steps red, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Yang Qiqi's green silk was scattered, and he was carried and dragged to the high platform in front of the hall.

She saw a large number of golden-armored generals standing in the distance, surrounded by the soldiers and horses of the Praetorian Guard, and the two sides were obviously in a confrontation situation. One of the leaders of the Golden Armor team was riding a horse, holding a long sword in his hand, and his face was already covered with blood.

Yang Qiqi recognized it at a glance, he was the emperor of the dynasty, Murong Zhao.

Yang Yuyan stood on the high platform, her skirt was blown by the wind and hunted. A pair of phoenix eyes stared down, and raised his voice: "Eleventh brother, Wen Yaojia and your son are in our hands, if you surrender, I will naturally spare their lives." ”

Yang Qiqi wanted to shout that his cousin was dead. But she didn't have any strength at the moment.

"Even if you want my life, what does it matter, but if I surrender now, how do you know that you will let Ah Yao and my emperor go?"

When Yang Qiqi heard this, he thought of Wen Yaojia's gentle and happy expression when she talked about Murong Zhao. secretly speculated, how could Murong Zhao die for Wen Yaojia. Where in this world would an emperor give up the throne for a woman!

Yang Yuyan said with a smile: "Eleventh brother, we are just trying to find a way to live, if you are willing to abdicate, write an abdication edict." I will return Wen Yaojia and the child to you, and then send you to the fiefdom, so that your family of three can be together well. ”

Murong Zhao smiled sarcastically, "The seventh sister-in-law in front of people doesn't have to be brought to me." Send A-Yao and the child over, everything is easy to say. ”

Yang Yuyan looked very embarrassed, and seemed to weigh it before saying, "Okay, give you her mother and son." However, the eleventh brother, inside and outside the capital, is already the prince's soldiers and horses. Even if she hands over her mother and son to you here, you won't be able to escape without our permission. ”

Murong Zhao ignored Yang Yuyan's words, and only said word by word: "Give Ah Yao back to me." ”

"It is my sincerity to return Wen Yaojia to you. However, if there is no abdication edict, no one will want to leave Taiji Palace alive! Yang Yuyan raised her eyebrows and looked fierce.

Wen Yaojia is dead, and Yang Qiqi knows that there must be some traps in this. But Wen Yaojia's personal maid was firmly holding her, and whispered: "Madame dares to say one more word, and your son's life will be gone." Thinking of the child who had not yet been held, Yang Qiqi naturally did not dare.

Not far away, Murong Zhao saw someone approaching, and quickly stepped down and took two steps forward to grab the person.

Yang Qiqi was embraced into an incomparably warm and generous embrace, her nose was sour, and she guessed that Murong Zhao must be in a hurry, so she didn't notice it at all, she was not Wen Yaojia at all. She reached out and grabbed the dark cloak on Murong Zhao's body, and whispered, "Your Majesty... There are traps, my cousin is dead, you better go quickly. ”

Murong Zhao's pupils shrank, and only then did he see clearly who the person in his arms was. At this moment, Murong Zhao's face twisted together, and he staggered one step and almost threw Yang Qiqi out.

"What are you talking about, A-Yao......" Murong Zhao's arms were tightly wrapped around Yang Qiqi, with resentment and suspicion in his eyes, and said: "No, you lied to me......" After he finished speaking, as if he suddenly thought of something, he vomited a large mouthful of blood and sprayed it on Yang Qiqi's cheeks and clothes. Only then did he let go of his hand, knelt on his chest and raised his head to the sky and howled.

This happened in an instant, and Murong Zhao's cronies and guards didn't know what was going on, but they only knew that the emperor had been stabbed, and immediately stepped forward to stab the palace maid who was plotting against Murong Zhao to death.

At the same time, Zhang Zonghe's soldiers and horses approached step by step, and Murong Zhao's fighter plane turned sharply.

"A-Yao, A-Yao." Murong Zhao muttered to himself in pain, tears welled up in his eyes, and the big tears fell on Yang Qiqi's clothes, his desperate and remorseful appearance was moving, "Ah Yao, if I can save your life, why not let me give up the country." ”

Yang Qiqi heard these words very sincerely, and his heart was shaken.

He, how much does he love his cousin? How so?

Murong Zhao was obviously seriously injured, he supported the ground with his sword, panting and asking Yang Qiqi in a low voice, "She, how did she die?" ”

Yang Qiqi said with great difficulty: "Yes, it is the quilt Yongyi sword ......"

A raging fire ignited in Murong Zhao's eyes, but he still didn't move.

Zhang Zongsi and Yang Yuyan saw that he was silent, thinking that Murong Zhao was dead, and immediately came to check. Just as Zhang Zongsi approached, Murong Zhao supported the ground with his sword, jumped up quickly, and the tip of the sword went straight to Zhang Zongsi's heart.

Zhang Zongsi hurriedly squatted down and pulled Yang Qiqi in front of him. Murong Zhao was already at the end of his crossbow, and the sword went straight through Yang Qiqi's body and grazed Zhang Zonghe's breastplate.

"Look for death!" Zhang Zongsi raised his sword in annoyance and anger, and it pierced through Murong Zhao's chest.

At this moment, Yang Qiqi and Murong Zhao were very close, and they could clearly see his pupils dilated, and he smiled with relief, "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, wait for me." With a bang, it was like a landslide, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhang Zongsi saw that the threat had been removed, and then pushed Yang Qiqi away.

The huge scarlet skirt was blown up by the wind and spread on the ground, Yang Qiqi fell on it, bright red blood flowed from his chest, mixed with Murong Zhao's blood, dyed the skirt dark red.

At this moment, the concubine's complicated dress looked like a blooming peony, and like a pool of coagulated blood, which was shocking.

Yang Qiqi's heart collapsed, full of great unwillingness, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Zonghe's robe and asked, "Yonglang, why, why?" ”

"Ziyong, you won't be reluctant, right?"

Zhang Zongsi didn't look at Yang Qiqi, and arched his hand towards Yang Yuyan and said: "Serve the emperor and the queen, and Weichen should be his own liver and brain." ”

"Seventh sister, I let your son be the emperor, you should be blind when you die!" Yang Yuyan said, chuckled, and said, "Drag down this assassin who killed the emperor." ”

"It's time to go out, I think the emperor has already arranged it outside, and I respectfully invite the queen to take a ceremonial ride."

Yang Qiqi's painful body trembled, and his eyes stared at Zhang Zongsi to help Yang Yuyan leave. The pain and cold gradually swallowed her, and she remembered that she hadn't had time to look at the poor child yet.

It is said that when a person dies, the memories of this life will flash in front of his eyes one by one. Yang Qiqi thought of all the things over the years, and those perfunctory clues became clear.

It turned out that Zhang Zongsi was helping Murong Shi at the beginning.

He used her relationship with Wen Yaojia to gain Murong Zhao's trust. This palace change was also planned by them. Let the two of them eat the things that induce labor first, and then kill Wen Yaojia to protect the overall situation. In the end, he used his peach to replace Li Zhuang, making Murong Zhao relax his vigilance, and let Wen Yaojia's cronies and palace maids take the opportunity to stab him down. And his poor son will be Murong Zhao's widow, and when the time comes, he will be able to take on a puppet child, and Murong Shi will be able to succeed to the throne first and then be regent. If Yang Qiqi guessed correctly, Murong Zhao's other two sons have been eliminated by the so-called "assassins".

And she, Yang Qiqi, is obviously a victim and scapegoat of this palace change.

Yang Qiqi hated it, she respected her beloved husband, and her trusted sister actually hurt her like this.

It turns out that all the flowers and pleasures in this life are fake.