The emperor died? Emperor Jiawen is dead?

Mu Mingshu sat on the couch, a little unable to accept the news for a while, Zhao Yiheng has not returned to the palace in the past half a month, nor has he dragged anyone back with news, but he has not heard the news that Emperor Jiawen is seriously ill or unavailable.

"Quick, tell everyone to get up and clean up, the white sails are going to be hung up, and the plain clothes must be made in the sewing room as soon as possible." After a second look at the furnishings in the room, he frowned and said, "Put all those things away." ”

Miaoqin responded, turned around and went out, thinking about how Emperor Jiawen would die at this time, and the third watch in the middle of the night would not be disturbed.

Mu Mingshu is an internal wife, and the emperor died since she didn't stay in the palace, so she got up and called Miaoqi into the house to wait for her to change her clothes.

Su Yi sat down early, just in case, Emperor Jiawen's body was not as good as day by day, but Mu Mingshu didn't expect him to disappear so soon.

Miao Qi quickly waited for Mu Mingshu to change into clothes, comb his hair, and put on the silver head he had played earlier, Mu Mingshu looked at himself who was not powdered in the bronze mirror, but her heart was a little unsteady, she reached out and took off a silver hairpin on her head, rubbed the sharp tip of the bright hair, and then inserted the hairpin again with a sinking heart.

"Where's the little boy?" Mu Mingshu asked, Zhao Ziyue is the grandson of Emperor Jiawen, and now that Emperor Jiawen has passed away, Zhao Ziyue, as a grandson, also has to enter the palace to suffer, Mu Mingshu feels sorry for him, but the rules are there, even if he doesn't want to, he has to enter the palace.

"Back to the princess, the little boy has already gotten up, and the wonderful book and the wonderful painting are waiting for the little boy to dress and wash." Miaoqi replied respectfully, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart, Zhao Ziyue is the only heir of Rui Wangfu, and he is a serious heir, but for some reason he has never asked for the prince, and the head of the mansion has always called him the little son.

Mu Mingshu didn't know what Miaoqi was thinking, so he only deserved: "Well, you go and urge it, and tell Miaoshu and Miaohua to hurry up." He also said: "Tell the stable to prepare the car quickly, and the concubine and the little prince will enter the palace immediately." ”

"Yes." Miao Qi should be played, and was about to quit, when he heard Mu Mingshu say: "Can Moshi come back?" Is there any news coming in? ”

"Back to the princess, no."

"Alright, you can get out." Mu Mingshu waved his hand irritably, but his heart was in a mess, and he kept pacing back and forth in the room.

The news in the palace has not come out for half a month, Mu Mingshu first asked someone to inquire and didn't hear anything, this time I don't know what the situation is in the palace, and I don't know how Zhao Yiheng is now.

Her eyelids couldn't stop jumping, there were so many homeless people in Kyoto who didn't make trouble, Mu Mingshu naturally knew. She also knew that a big war was bound to start in the palace, and she was worried that Zhao Yiheng had no choice, so she could only protect herself and Zhao Ziyue so that he had no worries.

When Zhao Ziyue was brought over, he was still a little sleepy-eyed, but his clothes were neatly dressed, Mu Mingshu beckoned him to come and straightened out his neat plain clothes: "Ziyue, your imperial grandfather has passed away." ”

Zhao Ziyue lowered his head and said softly, he didn't have much impression of Emperor Jiawen, he could count the number of times he had seen him from birth to now, and he didn't have much emotion, but he knew that he was the king of a country, even if he had no feelings, he had to pretend to have feelings in front of others, and now that he was dead, he had to make a filial grandson.

Mu Mingshu was not worried about whether he would make the appearance of a filial grandson, and when he went to the palace, he didn't know the bad luck, so he said to Zhao Ziyue: "You enter the palace with your mother, and after following your mother, you must not leave half a step, do you know?" ”

Zhao Ziyue looked up at Mu Mingshu, although she didn't know why her mother looked a little flustered, she nodded very obediently.

Seeing that Zhao Ziyue was well-behaved, Mu Mingshu explained two more words, and then he was about to lead him to the palace, but when he raised his footsteps, he heard Miaoshu shouting "Concubine Su", and then the curtain was lifted, and Su Ruolan came in in a panic.

"Princess" Su Ruolan spoke, frowned, and then forced to calm down, waving her hand to tell the maids in the house to retreat.

The maid who followed Su Ruolan into the house retreated respectfully, and the people in Mu Mingshu's house still looked at her, and when they saw her waving their hands, they retreated and left.

Su Ruolan was not down-to-earth in her heart, and she didn't beat around the bush with Mu Mingshu: "Princess, Li Chengyan just asked someone to bring me news, I'm afraid that the palace will not be peaceful today, and the princess should be careful when she takes her little son into the palace." ”

Even if Su Ruolan didn't say this, Mu Mingshu knew that it would definitely not be peaceful today, but she also received Su Ruolan's affection: "Thank you for coming to tell me, I will be careful." ”

And he said, "This palace will be handed over to you." After thinking about it, he said, "If the situation is not right, let's take a step first." ”

Su Ruolan bit her lip and nodded halfway: "I know." As he spoke, he took out a small short knife from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Mu Mingshu: "The princess should take this body." ”

Mu Mingshu was not pretentious, he stretched out his hand and took it, the short knife was not decorated, it looked like an ordinary knife, but the short knife could be pulled out, but the cold light shining on the blade could be seen.

Mu Mingshu glanced at Su Ruolan and said, "Thank you." Only then did he lead Zhao Ziyue to the palace.

The palace was brightly lit today, and Mu Mingshu took Zhao Ziyue to slowly walk inside with the people of the palace who led the way, and the white lantern emitted a dim candlelight not far ahead.

Mu Mingshu led Zhao Ziyue all the way, and the more she walked, the more she felt that something was wrong, not to mention that there were not even palace people around, even the way that the eunuch led was also something she didn't know.

Zhao Ziyue, who was only a few years old, could feel this strange atmosphere, he tightened his mother's hands, but he felt that his palms were sweaty, and they were indescribably sticky.

Mu Mingshu pulled Zhao Ziyue tightly, his nerves collapsed, and he found that he was unwell, so he looked at him sideways and gave him a reassuring smile: "Don't be afraid, my mother is here." ”

The eunuch who was leading the way with a lantern turned his head sideways, smiled innorantly, and showed a row of neat teeth: "Princess, don't worry, little boy, it's coming soon." ”

Mu Mingshu frowned, he didn't want to go anymore, he pulled Zhao Ziyue with one hand, reached into his sleeve pocket with the other, and asked with a cold expression: "Bold slave, the emperor is dead, this concubine should go to pay homage, where do you want to take this concubine?" ”

The eunuch didn't even raise his head, took a slow step, and said with a smile: "Back to the princess, the slave will not hinder you from honoring filial piety with the little prince, and you will be able to honor the emperor forever in a while." And he said, "Let's go, don't struggle." ”

Mu Mingshu's heart jumped, this is to kill her and Zhao Ziyue, so what happened to Zhao Yiheng?

She turned a thousand times in her heart, took two steps forward and pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed the back of the eunuch's neck, only to see the eunuch turn his head in surprise, his eyes were still full of incredulity, and then he fell to the side, his eyes were wide, obviously he was dead.

Zhao Ziyue was also startled, and wanted to scream when she opened her mouth, but she didn't dare, she only stared at her mother, who had always been gentle.

Turning her head and seeing Zhao Ziyue looking frightened, Mu Mingshu couldn't care about it anymore, she walked to Zhao Ziyue's side, stretched out her bloody palm and stroked his back, and muttered: "It's okay, it's okay, Ziyue is not afraid, Ziyue is not afraid." "Now it's not their mother and son who die, but those people who die.

Zhao Ziyue was very sensible, although she was frightened, she didn't do anything, she asked Mu Mingshu to coax a few words softly, and then she took her hand and said in a trembling voice: "Mother, I, let's go quickly." ”

What a child can think of, but he thinks that this is just a He.

Mu Mingshu thought in his heart that he really couldn't stay here for a long time, Emperor Jiawen passed away, and no one in the capital was still sitting firmly, if she was really harmed in the palace, she couldn't do anything, and now she was not alone.

She pulled Zhao Ziyue to look around, thinking about where to go, but before the mother and son could take a step, they were surrounded by six internal guards.

Zhao Ziyue saw this battle rubbing straight towards Mu Mingshu, Mu Mingshu reached out and touched his head, looking at those people with cold eyes.

A young guard at the head glanced at the eunuch who was killed by Mu Mingshu, and then said with an expressionless face: "Persuade the princess not to do useless struggles, or go with the little one." ”

Mu Mingshu tightly protected Zhao Ziyue, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you guys?" What do you want to do? ”

The guard led by him didn't say anything more, only made a gesture of please, and seeing that Mu Mingshu was unmoved for a long time, he said again: "The princess should not be embarrassed, it is better to go obediently." ”

Mu Mingshu's heart turned around a thousand times, but he couldn't find a way to deal with it, so he could only stand and do a senseless struggle.

The guard at the head looked cold, waved his hand and said, "Offended." ”

"Stop." Mu Ming snorted softly, and protected Zhao Ziyue more and more, and it seemed that he couldn't escape: "Concubine Ben will go by herself." ”

"Princess, please" Those guards did not move, only surrounded Mu Mingshu's mother and son in the middle, so that they did not have the slightest possibility of escaping.

The first emperor died, the country has no owner, these people don't know who the world will be, but this time they are working for others is just to gamble, if they win the bet, they will be rich and noble for half a life, and if they lose the bet, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

There are few who can squeeze into Ouchi as a guard, and there are few who don't tie their heads to the waistband of their trousers, although they have a good chance of being promoted as an errand in the palace, but the chance of death is also great.

Mu Mingshu asked these people to respectfully invite them to the court, looking at the dilapidated palace gate, he couldn't say anything in his heart, and he actually brought their mother and son to the cold palace.

She snorted coldly in her heart, this is only afraid that it is the handiwork of Empress Zhu, does she think that her own waste son can still become the emperor and sit firmly in the country?

"Princess, please," the guard said again.

Mu Mingshu glanced at him sideways, picked up Zhao Ziyue and walked inside without struggling.