"Queen Mother, the past is like smoke, let Wan Zhen'er go, and let yourself go..."

Wen Jinghua knelt on the ground and spoke slowly.

The Queen Mother leaned back in her chair and muttered weakly: "It's easy to let her go, but my poor child, no one will know her whereabouts when she dies..."

As if touching an extremely painful memory, the Queen Mother closed her eyes and tears rolled down.

Wen Jinghua's heart rose with a fervent hope that almost overturned her.

Wan Zhen'er told her before she died that there was a red birthmark on the left shoulder of the Queen Mother's youngest son.

Wen Jinghua remembered that this birthmark... She had seen it on Chu Lingheng's body.

The hope in Wen Jinghua's eyes was too scorching, and the Queen Mother couldn't help but ask, "Hua'er, what did Wan Shi tell you before he died?"

Wen Jinghua was stunned.

Does she want to tell the Queen Mother the truth?

The Queen Mother hopes so much, what if it ends up in the end, what if it is not Chu Lingheng?

Wen Jinghua hesitated.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother became anxious, straightened up, and urged, "If you have anything, just say it!"

Wen Jinghua's mind was in chaos, she couldn't bear the Queen Mother's repeated urgings, and said fiercely: "The last thing Wan said to Jinghua before he died was - the little prince had a red scar on his left shoulder back then!"

The Queen Mother immediately rose to her face with joy, and she stood up and asked, "Is it true?

She paced back and forth excitedly, "Yes, yes, people are dying, their words are good, what Wan Zhen'er said must be true!"

The Queen Mother clapped her hands violently and shouted loudly outside the door: "Come, send my order, and go out with my orders, and look for the man who is between twenty and twenty-five and has a red birthmark on his left shoulder!

The palace maid came in and listened to the queen mother's instructions with a confused face.

She looked at Wen Jinghua at a loss, and Wen Jinghua nodded slightly at her.

"Yes. The female officer pulled out.

The Queen Mother seemed to have seen the scene of seeing her young son in the future, and kept bending the corners of her mouth and muttering, "Great, great, Zhao'er is coming back!"

Qi Yuanzhao is the name of the Empress Dowager's youngest son.

If he can really be recovered, Qi Yuanhao may let go of half of his heart.

If Qi Yuanzhao really happened to be Chu Lingheng, then Qi Yuanhao would no longer have any worries.

Wen Jinghua's heart pounded.

Let the Queen Mother find it herself, pay less attention to Qi Yuanhao, and Qi Yuanhao can arrange the aftermath more distractedly.

As for Chu Lingheng, Wen Jinghua planned to confirm it himself.

She didn't want the Queen Mother's hopes to be disappointed.

With the almost fanatical impetus of the Queen Mother, the Liang Dynasty immediately set off a vigorous movement to find people.

How big the border of Daliang is, and how many people there are in the border.

There are countless young people with red birthmarks on their left shoulders.

In just one day, more than 200 people were sent from the locality.

There are also farther borders, places where the news of the Queen Mother has not yet been reached, and the people there have not yet been elected.

When it is selected, I am afraid that there will only be more people waiting to be verified in the Taiji Palace.

Looking at the long queue in front of Shoukang Palace, Wen Jinghua shook his head helplessly.

She came to the Wende Hall alone.

Chu Lingheng and Qi Yuanhao discussed the matter, and they did not appear since yesterday.

Outside the Wende Palace, the palace people were controlled from afar, and when they saw Wen Jinghua coming, the eunuch in charge stepped forward and bent down, and whispered with an embarrassed face: "Eldest princess, Your Majesty has an order that no one is allowed to approach the Wende Palace." ”

Wen Jinghua's footsteps stopped, and she smiled at her father-in-law, "It's okay, I'll just stand here and wait." ”

The eunuch in charge looked embarrassed, "If the eldest princess wants to wait, ... I'm afraid I'll have to wait a long time. ”

Wen Jinghua just wanted to open his mouth to say something more, when he heard Qi Yuanhao in the Wende Hall say in a loud voice: "Let her in!"

The father-in-law in charge bent his waist even lower, and immediately retreated silently to the side.

Wen Jinghua's footsteps moved slightly, and slowly opened the door of the hall.

The temple was dark.

Last night's lights and candles had burned out, and the two of them didn't order anyone to replace them all night.

Chu Lingheng and Qi Yuanhao still had the same expressions as yesterday, but their faces were a lot haggard.

Seeing Wen Jinghua coming in, Qi Yuanhao beckoned to Wen Jinghua, "Hua'er, come here, this edict needs you to choose the right time to announce it for me." ”

Wen Jinghua walked over with a puzzled heart, and saw a yellow scroll on the desk.

The ink on the scroll hadn't dried yet, and Wen Jinghua looked down.

"King Shierliang: Fu Xuangu is powerful, leisurely, and its details are so good that you can hear it... , now I deeply feel that the sky is not a holiday, and I specially grant the emperor to be located in the north of the town General Chu Lingheng, in order to answer the hope of the three spirits. ”

This is Qi Yuanhao's edict to Chu Lingheng.

Wen Jinghua felt that her soul was shaken.

Qi Yuanhao actually asked for the Zen position to Chu Lingheng!

Wen Jinghua's expression was out of control, and she looked up at Qi Yuanhao and then at Chu Lingheng in great surprise.

Qi Yuanhao smiled weakly, "What's the matter, An Le also thinks that my Zen position is inappropriate?"

"Didn't Your Majesty already decide to succeed King Rui's child?" Wen Jinghua did not deny, "In that case, why did you leave the edict of the Zen throne?"

"Just in case. ”

Chu Lingheng opened his mouth to answer for Qi Yuanhao, "The youngest son still has to pass on, and the edict must be left behind, in order to prevent the new emperor from being uncontrolled in the future." ”

Wen Jinghua understood now.

Qi Yuanhao's meaning is that if the little emperor raised by the Queen Mother herself is obedient, then Chu Lingheng should be regarded as having no edict; on the contrary, if the new emperor is not controlled, then Chu Lingheng will move out of the edict and completely change the surname of the world.

But this is a paradox.

Regardless of whether Chu Lingheng himself has the heart to be an emperor or not, Qi Yuanhao's secret edict is a bane.

What's more, Chu Lingheng had already made an appointment with her, and after the end of the court, the two of them would return to the mountains and forests together.

Wen Jinghua couldn't hide her loss on her face.

Qi Yuanhao suppressed his cough a few times, "Ahem, this move is indeed embarrassing to Ling Heng, but I have no other way." ”

Wen Jinghua was even more depressed.

No one can be ruthless to a person whose time is short.

Wen Jinghua did not speak.

She looked up at Chu Lingheng, but saw that in Chu Lingheng's eyes, he had already returned to his former calmness.

As if he didn't care, this secret edict would become a shackle that locked him firmly.

The ink dried, and Qi Yuanhao rolled up the scroll.

He stretched out his hand and solemnly held the edict in front of Wen Jinghua.

Wen Jinghua was stunned for a moment.

Qi Yuanhao smiled bitterly, he looked at Wen Jinghua and said, "I want to entrust this edict to An Le, except for you, no one in this world will consider replacing the Queen Mother." ”

Wen Jinghua subconsciously took the edict in her hand, only feeling that there was a thousand catties between her arms.

Qi Yuanhao said apologetic, but he actually involved everyone.

The Queen Mother raised her young son, Chu Lingheng was the regent, and Wen Jinghua would hold the Zen edict.

The three of them restrained each other, and they were both external and internal, and they were in love.

In this way, Wen Jinghua, Chu Lingheng, and the Queen Mother, each of them has a weight in their hands, but the weight in the hands of the three people cannot succeed without the support of the other two.

Fortunately, in the face of the most attractive interests in the world, the three of them have the most detached love in the world as a buffer...