Xiao Wenxuan shook his head, he had no military power in his hands, and if he wanted to ascend to the throne, he had to find a way to win the favor of his father.

Now that the whereabouts of the crown prince are unknown, it is a good opportunity for him to ascend to the throne.

Qin Wenya didn't speak, but her heart began to feel faintly uneasy. She even began to wonder whether she was right or wrong to support him in winning the heir.

Concubine Xiang also knew her son's plan, so she asked the personal palace maid to send a message, saying that she would definitely find a way to persuade the emperor to let him replace the prince.

After listening to the palace maid's words, Xiao Wenxuan's chances of winning were a little more than a few points in his heart.

Su Xiaojin began to research drugs for the epidemic, and she is the kind of person who becomes more and more courageous the more frustrated. The more the epidemic can be controlled without medicine, the more urgent she is to develop new drugs.

Tang Muchen is also preparing for Xiao Wenxuan's rebellion, although he has not yet revealed Sima Zhao's heart, but there are some things that have to be guarded against. The prince has no news, so he must always be on guard against Xiao Wenxuan's rebellion.

Zhu Ling came in and shook his head at Tang Muchen. Tang Muchen's face was solemn, and he waved his hand to signal him to go out. After the bamboo spirit left, he threw down the brush in frustration and looked at the banana leaves outside the window alone in contemplation.

He privately ordered someone to inquire about the whereabouts of the prince, but found nothing. After such a long time, if there is no news of him, Xiao Wenxuan and his party may not be able to bear it. When he thought that there would be civil strife in the country and his own people attacking his own people, he was so irritable that he could not rest well even at night.

He walked to the desk, picked up the brush and wrote on the rice paper, it was born from the same root, why be in a hurry to fry each other!

After I finished writing, I looked at it for a long time.

Gu Yu knew that they were busy, and he took Tang Lingyun and his daughter to catch butterflies in the garden.

"Eniang, why is my brother so big and I am so small?" The daughter of the ancient rumor asked the ancient ballad cutely.

As soon as Gu Yu was about to speak, Tang Lingyun opened his mouth with a disgusted expression.

"You're such a stupid person, because I'm my brother and you're my sister!" Tang Lingyun explained in a milky voice, with a look of arrogance on his little face.

The old ballad laughs endlessly, and it does make sense. Tang Lingyun is getting more and more eccentric, and he can't take him anymore.

The daughter of the ancient rumor listened as if she didn't understand, watching Tang Lingyun release the butterflies caught in the bottle one by one, and didn't understand why he released the butterflies he had worked so hard to catch.

She didn't understand the ancient rumors, she looked at the little young master curiously, until he was sure that there were no butterflies left in the bottle, and then he dropped the bottle with confidence, and looked up at the butterflies flying in the sky with a small face.

Strange to say, those butterflies seemed to be grateful, dancing around him. After a while, he reluctantly left.

"Why did you catch and let go?" The ancient rumor couldn't help but ask.

Tang Lingyun sighed like a little adult, and stretched out his little hand to say goodbye to the butterfly.

"Aunt Rumor, I caught them because I saw them cute and rejoiced. But if you put them in a bottle, they lose their freedom completely. I can't imprison their dreams of flying for my own selfishness! He looked at the ancient rumor and explained it carefully.

Old-fashioned rumor, did these words come from a three-year-old child? Why do you look like a fool in front of him?

Su Xiaojin didn't have a thought after fiddling for a long time, so he came to the study to look for Tang Muchen, but at a glance he saw the vigorous and powerful big characters on the desk.

"It's the same root, so why be in a hurry." She picked it up and whispered it.

Tang Muchen didn't speak, walked behind her and hugged her, leaning on her shoulder with his head crooked.

Su Xiaojin also stopped talking, put his hand on his hand, and patted the back of his hand as if comforting. The son is not there, and the two of them rarely enjoy the world of two.

Tang Muchen's body and mind began to relax, as long as Su Xiaojin was there, he was very relieved, he couldn't say why, she seemed to be his own panacea.

After the queen mother fell ill, the emperor began to run to the palace of Concubine Xiang. Concubine Xiang couldn't ask for it, so she asked people to clean up the layout of the house in advance.

"Here, it's all replaced with jasmine." She commanded the gardener to place the budding jasmine flowers out the window.

His Majesty has been restless recently, and I heard that I am always awakened by nightmares at night, and this jasmine has a calming effect, which can just relieve Your Majesty's pressure.

When everything was set up, the gardeners exited one by one. They looked around at no one and couldn't help but turn their heads and ears.

"These flowers are all shipped from Jiangnan, and they cost a lot of money." Said a little florist.

"Isn't it? It's not jasmine season. In addition to Yunnan, the land of abundance, where do the others come from? Look at the gardener sigh.

In order to meet the needs of His Majesty and Concubine Xiang, the craftsmen of many flower houses are running around for this, sleepless day and night.

When His Majesty came, Concubine Xiang was embroidering in front of the window, and the air was filled with the fragrance of jasmine, and the breeze was blowing, which was very good.

"It's better to be in your palace, pure." The emperor was comfortably crooked on the bed, and he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time since he had been worried about state affairs recently.

Concubine Xiang smiled, put down the Jinpa in her hand, and kneaded his shoulder.

His Majesty enjoyed closing his eyes.

Concubine Xiang saw that he was in a good mood, and took the opportunity to propose that the current situation is unstable and the position of the crown prince is vacant, does Your Majesty have any plans?

His Majesty sighed and did not speak. That's why he's worried about it.

"Alas, the concubines know that Your Majesty is hard, and they hate to share it for Your Majesty, so they are always sad in their hearts." Concubine Xiang said sadly.

His Majesty opened his eyes, saw her sincere face, and reached out to pat the back of her hand to reassure her that she didn't have to.

The so-called car to the top of the mountain must have a road, he believes that God must have his own arrangements.

"Speaking of which, the concubines are incompetent, and the son born is not as good as the prince, but after Xuan'er heard that the emperor was restless, he was also anxious and sick." Concubine Xiang continued to sell miserably and pitifully.

The emperor was surprised, Xiao Wenxuan was also sick?

"Your Majesty, you also know that Xuan'er is a real person and kind-hearted, he hates that he can't help His Majesty share state affairs, and he is in a hurry to get sick and fall ill." After Concubine Xiang finished speaking, she took the brocade and sobbed.

The emperor sighed, Xiao Wenxuan is a filial child, and the reason why he did not let him act as the prince was because he was afraid that the prince would not be able to deal with it after returning to the palace. But at the moment, the prince has no news, and the people looking for him have also sunk into the sea, and he really doesn't know if there is any need to wait.

After listening to Concubine Xiang's ears, he decided to reuse Xiao Wenxuan. The life and death of the prince are unknown, if Xiao Wenxuan is bedridden again, won't the country be in chaos!

The next day, he announced to the world that because the prince was unwell, Xiao Wenxuan was specially appointed to replace him. All this is in Xiao Wenxuan's arms.

That night, a woman in black suddenly knocked on the door of the waiting house, and her voice was urgent, as if something big had happened.

Zhu Ling asked vigilantly, and the man cried and said that his mother was seriously ill and wanted to ask Dr. Su to take a look.