On December 8, the 37th year of Yuanwu, the king of Ning, who was just full-term, died due to smallpox, the emperor mourned endlessly, and the funeral was carried out, and the rites of adulthood were given. (This paragraph is excerpted from "Book of Jin: The Biography of Langya Mourning Wang Huan")

As soon as the funeral was over, it was twenty-three in the blink of an eye.

This day is the Little New Year's Festival, and at this time of year, the civil and military officials begin to rest, and they do not begin to go to court until the eighteenth day of the first month.

The capital began to be lively, sweeping the dust, sacrificing stoves, pasting Spring Festival couplets, and everyone had a trace of joy on their faces. For them, King Ning's untimely death was just a few chats after dinner, except for his relatives, who would care?

When it was nearly noon, Concubine Yan's carriage finally arrived at the gate of the city.

She held Dongyue's hand, and as soon as she got out of the carriage, she saw Xiao Xiwei standing thin and thin in the cold wind.

"Mother Concubine ......" As soon as she saw Yan Guifei, Xiao Xiwei's tears burst out of her eyes, and she knelt in front of Yan Guifei with a 'poof'.

As soon as she knelt, the girl behind her also knelt down.

Yan Guifei's eyes turned red, let go of Dongyue's hand, and staggered over to help Xiao Xi up, "Good boy, the mother knows that you did your best...... Mother doesn't blame you, it's Ye'er, the child, who has nothing to do with our mother and daughter......"

"Mother concubine......" Xiao Xiwei stretched out his hand and hugged Yan Guifei.

The mother and daughter burst into tears.

"Concubine Niangniang, the emperor is still waiting for you in Chongde Palace." Although Zhang Shichang, who was standing with his head bowed on the side, could not bear to interrupt the two, he couldn't help but say these words.

Concubine Yan raised her head, and the fragility and pain in her eyes faded away, replaced by an indescribable awe, "Let's go." "Let's take the lead.

Just a few months. When Concubine Yan saw the emperor again, she only felt that he seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and there was nothing on his face, but the eyes that had been impossible to see through were faintly tired at this moment.

At the bottom of my heart, a trace of sarcasm gradually spread.

Chu Lian, do you still regret it after all?

You went to great lengths to lay out such a big picture, and you didn't hesitate to get the blood of your own bones on your hands just to bring that woman's son to the position of the prince, and you planned everything for him, but what did you get in the end? ”

Yan Guifei walked in front of the emperor, staring at the emperor with cold eyes, neither speaking nor saluting.

"Heart." Finally, the emperor could not stand such silence, he got up and spoke first.

Concubine Yan smiled coldly, her smile was a little mocking, and a little resentful, "It's hard for Your Majesty to remember the name of the concubine." Without waiting for the emperor to answer, she smiled sadly, "What did Your Majesty do when you decree that your concubines should come back?" What else can the concubines use for His Majesty now? ”

The emperor couldn't stand Yan Guifei's face-to-face condemnation, and his face sank at the moment, "Are you complaining?" ”

"Does Your Majesty feel that what you have done should not be blamed?" Yan Guifei's always gentle eyes suddenly surged with a ruthlessness, "Chu Lian, my only son has already lost his life, why, you want to take away even my only grandson!" What have I done wrong, you are going to punish me like this! ”

Yan Guifei clutched her chest and asked one after another, but she couldn't hide the sadness and despair in her eyes.

Although the emperor knew that today's situation was all caused by himself, he couldn't stand Yan Guifei's questioning, and even called him by his name!

Seeing that the emperor was about to be angry, Zhang Shichang hurriedly said, "Guifei Niangniang, Your Majesty also has difficulties, you must be considerate." ”

"Considerate? Do I understand him? My pity, can my Ye'er come back? Yan Guifei asked sadly.

Zhang Shichang was speechless for a while, and was busy looking sideways to see the emperor's expression.

"Ye'er's business...... I'm sorry, but I didn't mean to hurt him. The emperor finally couldn't help it, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, you don't want to hurt him, you just want to use him." Concubine Yan cut off the emperor's words in a cold voice.

The Emperor's face sank again.

Recently, too many people have challenged his dignity as an emperor, Chu Yanzhi, Xiao Xiwei, and now, there is another Yan Guifei. Rao was ordered by Concubine Yan to go down the mountain, and the emperor couldn't bear it at the moment.

"Why, you're trying to teach me a lesson? Still, you have to avenge him! ”

Looking at the ruthlessness in the emperor's eyes, Yan Guifei smiled sadly, and big tears fell, "How dare the concubine, Your Majesty ......" She raised her head, looking at the emperor sadly through the misty moisture, "Before this, I have never regretted falling in love with you, even if it is a pity...... Even if it's a pity, I always want to pity him in this position, even if you want to protect him, you can't protect him all the time. I told me over and over again that my death was an accident, and it must have been an accident. For he is your son. It's your son who has been pampered and protected for so many years! I tried hard to tell myself to believe in you...... Trust my son's father, my husband, my beloved ...... Man ......" Speaking of this, Yan Guifei took a deep breath and forced back the tears gushing out of her eyes, and there was a dead silence in those eyes that were extremely similar to Chu Xizhi, "But, Ye'er is gone...... again."

Even if he is as cold as an emperor, he can't help but be shocked when he hears Yan Guifei's tearful confession.

"Your Majesty, do you know how much I want to believe you? Do you know how hard I tried to believe you? It's been more than twenty years......" Concubine Yan sighed, she raised her foot and took a step closer to the emperor, and slowly reached out to support the emperor's wrinkled face, "I have been living in the sweet dream that you edited for me, I don't want to wake up, and I don't dare to wake up...... But Your Majesty, why did you wake me up so cruelly? ”

"Heart......

"Your Majesty, does you think that your thoughts have been well hidden over the years, and no one has ever found out?" Yan Guifei withdrew her hand, and the corners of her lips pulled into a smile.

The emperor looked at Yan Guifei and opened his mouth, but suddenly found that he didn't know what to say.

Concubine Yan smiled, looked at the emperor, and slowly took two steps back, "If you really love someone, how can you not know if the person you love really loves you?" I'm not stupid, it's just that this dream you made up for me is so beautiful, I can't bear to wake up......" Yan Guifei said, slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of tears silently ran down her fair and thin cheeks, and when she opened her eyes again, the grief in her eyes gradually receded, replaced by an unprecedented resoluteness, "Now, I finally know that I was wrong." ”

In an instant, the emperor's eyes crossed various emotions, distressed, pity, and sadness, but in the end, with Yan Guifei's cool eyes, he returned to calm and doubt.

"What do you want to do?" The Emperor heard his own cold voice ring.

"Why don't you ask Your Majesty what you want your concubine to do." Concubine Yan met the emperor's suspicious eyes and said coldly.

The emperor looked at him, and for a while he didn't know what Yan Guifei was planning in his heart.

"Would you like to hear me?" The Emperor said.

"Since Your Majesty is willing to let the concubine come back, then I think I am dissatisfied with the prince." Concubine Yan looked at the emperor coldly, and there was a coldness in her eyes that saw everything.

The emperor's eyes suddenly crossed a trace of undercurrent, "You ......"

Although he intended to hold the prince hostage, he had no intention of abolishing the prince. That's not all, what he is most worried about is that Yan Guifei seems to have attributed Ye'er's death to the crown prince, if she tells Xiao Xiwei about this, then ...... Even if he had a lot of dissatisfaction with Chu Yanzhi, in the end he was the son of him and Baozhu, and besides, he didn't want to see it anyway, because Chu Tianye's matter caused turmoil in Wucheng and unrest on the border.

"Xinrui, I just want you to come back to inherit one from the children of the clan and give it to you, which can be regarded as compensation for you and Princess Yan." The emperor's gloomy eyes looked at Yan Guifei and said slowly.

Concubine Yan's eyes sank suddenly, and she shouted at the emperor in disbelief, "You still believe him!" ”

The emperor pursed the corners of his lips and frowned at Yan Guifei, as if he sneered at her for saying such a thing just now.

"Yes." Yan Guifei smiled sadly, "Why did the concubine forget, the prince is the son of Concubine Li!" The emperor has done everything for him, and now these are nothing. Resentment only resent...... Unfortunately, he should not have been reborn in the womb of a concubine. It's the concubine who is wrong. Yan Guifei said, she didn't care about the emperor, turned around and walked towards the door in despair, and when she was about to reach the door, she tripped and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing Concubine Yan's back disappear from the door, Zhang Shichang retracted his gaze, turned his face to look at the emperor, and said cautiously, "Your Majesty, Concubine Niangniang, she ......"

The emperor stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Shichang's words.

"It doesn't matter."

Since she is willing to drag the sick body back, then it is bound to settle the account of Xizhi and Tianye on the prince's head, so it is essential to make things difficult for the prince in the future. That's exactly what he wants.

As long as it doesn't hurt the prince's life, he is happy to do so.

Zhang Shichang secretly glanced at the emperor, and after a turn of thought, he understood the emperor's thoughts.

He sighed softly in his heart.

After all, the emperor still cares about the love of father and son for the crown prince, but only for His Royal Highness King Yan......

At this time, a little eunuch quietly walked in, whispered a few words in Zhang Shichang's ear, Zhang Shichang nodded, then took a step towards the emperor, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the deputy commander of the forbidden army, Xiang Mingxuan Xiang has arrived." ”

The emperor's eyes lit up, "Quick, let him in." ”

Now Gu An has obviously fallen to the prince, which means that 30,000 forbidden troops and 10,000 Yanyunwei cavalry are all in the hands of the prince, so he is eager to know if this Xiang Mingxuan, who has just replaced Lu Haiyang as the deputy commander of the forbidden army, has also been bought by the prince.

If even Xiang Mingxuan was bought by the crown prince, then he would have to change some plans.

"Xuan, meet your lordship." Zhang Shichang shook the dust in his hand and shouted.

A shrill voice echoed through the hall.

Soon, a man in a purple flying fish suit walked in with his head held high.

"The minister to Mingxuan to see Your Majesty." Xiang Mingxuan raised his hand and saluted the emperor.

The emperor looked at Xiang Mingxuan, only to see that he was dressed in a flying fish suit to make him look dignified, and there was a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows, thinking that he had rejected Ping'an Bo several times, and he couldn't help but have a good impression of him at the moment.

"Let's be flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I, I recently heard that Uncle Ping'an came to look for you again?" The emperor walked to the imperial chair and sat down, looked at Xiang Mingxuan with inky eyes, and slowly spoke.

Xiang Mingxuan was stunned, and his eyebrows twisted unconsciously, but since the emperor asked, he was not right, "Yes." ”

Looking at Xiang Mingxuan's expression, the emperor smiled, "Presumably, you rejected him again." ”

Xiang Mingxuan frowned, as if he didn't understand what the emperor meant by asking.

The emperor didn't care what Xiang Mingxuan was thinking, he continued, "Actually, Uncle Ping'an abandoned your mother back then because of me. When Uncle Liuwang rebelled, the Xiang family was also involved, although Ping'anbo's move had the meaning of self-preservation, it was somewhat helpless. ”

"Your Majesty Xuan Weichen came to be a lobbyist for Ping'an Bo?" Xiang Mingxuan, his sword eyebrows raised, and there was a faint displeasure on his face.