Wei Yan's original personality was cowardly, even if he wanted the throne very much, he would never dare to do it. It is only with the help of some old ministers in the DPRK and China who firmly follow the order of the elders and young that such a situation has been achieved.

He had a ghost in his heart, his face was already red with fear and shame, and when he was called by Wei Ran like this, he almost weakened his legs and knelt down.

Fortunately, in the end, he stabilized his figure and barely stood still.

This scene, falling in the eyes of the ministers who supported him, made them sigh and shake their heads.

At this time, Wei Yan replied in a trembling voice: "Back to the emperor, this must be groundless, and someone must be obstructing it." ”

Wei Ran looked at Wei Yan, who was trembling slightly in the court, and the smile on the corner of his mouth spread unconsciously, although his brother had the heart to be the emperor, but he did not have the courage to be the emperor.

Seeing Wei Yan's appearance, there must be a certain number in the hearts of those who support him.

Sure enough, after that court meeting, the rumors of Wei Ran's tampering with the edict were never mentioned in the court again, and everyone thought that this matter had passed.

But among the people, there are many versions of this matter......

Seeing that the court is becoming more and more stable, Wei Ran is in power, and there is nothing to worry about. Only then did Wei Ran focus on investigating Fuyao.

According to Qiu Yu's observation in the past few days, Fuyao is the same as before, closed in the dormitory, and everything is normal.

It's just one thing, it's not normal.

"What's not normal?" After hearing Qiu Yu gasp for breath, Wei Ran asked.

Qiu Yu spoke: "I have been sleepy for the past few days and nights. ”

......

Wei Ran's hand holding the tea cup tightened, and he pursed his lips and looked at Qiu Yu: "I see that you have been the head of the Shifan Division for a few years, and you are also twenty-eight this year, I don't know if your skills have regressed, give a place to young people." ”

Qiu Yu looked at Wei Ran and said, while raising his eyebrows slightly, thinking that Wei Ran was probably really angry by his serious face and saying such an indecent thing.

So Qiu Yu opened his mouth to explain: "Eh, wait a minute, I haven't sat in the position of the chief for a few years." I mean, even if I stared at it for three days in a row, I wouldn't be sleepy, but these days, I always get sleepy when it's ugly, and when I wake up, it's already midday. ”

Looking at the real expression on Qiu Yu's face, Wei Ran felt that he was not lying, but ...... Why are you sleepy these days?

There are strange things in the palace every year, but this year there are a lot of them.

For example, Wei Ran's now favored Concubine Jing, who originally served her personal palace maid, was a little-known little girl named Linglong, but when Wei Ran had only passed a few days, he found that this Linglong seemed to be a different person, much more eye-catching than before, in short, it was much better looking than usual, if she wore the costume of a concubine, I am afraid that even Jing Guiren would be a little inferior.

Wei Ran was not a person who coveted women in the first place, but just looking at these few more glances made Linglong's heart bloom, but it also made the Jing nobles who were watching next to him plant jealousy and anger in their hearts.

By the time Wei Yan came to the palace of the Jing nobles again, Linglong had long since disappeared.

The originally beautiful sixteen-year-old girl should have fallen asleep in the palace maid's bedroom at this time, but at this time, she fell silently in the dry well in the abandoned palace, and beside her, there was a corpse that had become white bones.

Linglong's mood at this time was naturally terrified, but she had her tongue cut out, and no matter how frightened she was, she couldn't shout for half a minute; There was also a big hole in her head, and in addition to being afraid, she only felt cold, as if all the heat in her body was going to flow away from the big hole in the back of her head.

Obviously, I have fulfilled my wish and become beautiful, why did I still not succeed in ascending to the position, why did it become the way it is now?

Linglong's gradually blurred consciousness produced such a question, asking herself over and over again.

How she wished that the eight-tailed cat that had helped her fulfill her wish would appear in front of her again, answer her questions, or fulfill one more wish......

But in the end, she didn't wait for anything, she could only die slowly in the bleak well in late autumn......