Huo Yu arrived in Baoding the day before the hypnotic makeup, and he brought a shocking news.

Wei Qian was found, but he was dead.

Died in a cave with a woman by his side.

Minghui couldn't believe it, she asked, "Is it really Wei Qian?" There was once someone who disguised himself as him. ”

"Wei Qian is really not sure, because the corpse has begun to decompose, but the body outline is similar to him, the woman next to him has a red mole on her right arm, according to Ji Baoshu's confession, Tang Baozhu's right foot has six toes, and the right foot of the female corpse also has six toes, this person should be Tang Baozhi.

Both of them were poisoned and died, and according to the surrounding mountain people, the two had been hiding in the cave for some days, thinking that there was no way out, so they committed suicide together. ”

Minghui frowned: "This eucalyptus is knotted, and it is made by suicide?" ”

Huo Yu smiled: "Do you still want to capture Wei Qian alive, and then escort him to the capital and let the emperor try him in person?" ”

Ming Hui shook her head, she was crazy and stupid to think like this, if Wei Qian really didn't catch it, she would definitely rob Wei Qian halfway, did she still have to let Wei Qian confess the entire Ming family?

Huo Yu knew what she was thinking, and said: "This eucalyptus has ended, but neither the Holy Lord nor Lord Ji thinks that Wei Qian committed suicide, they prefer to believe that Wei Qian died at the hands of those people, after all, before this, his son has been taken away."

Wei Qian's temperament is weak and cold, and he is embarrassed to be useful, so those people want a small one and cultivate it well.

For this reason, the saint was very angry, and had ordered the four thousand battalions of Nanzhili to encircle and suppress the four mountain gates of Qingfeng Gate, and it would not be long before a war report would arrive in the capital. ”

The role played by Qingfeng in this matter is no longer an employee, they are likely to be direct participants.

"In addition, the Holy Lord passed on his newborn eldest son to the first prince as his heir, and crowned the prince to inherit the incense of the first prince."

Minghui Tu listened to the lake: "Why didn't the emperor succeed before, but he has to succeed now?" ”

"What do you say?" Huo Yu looked at her with a smile.

Ming Hui thought for a while, and then said: "What the emperor means is that the first prince already has an heir, and idle people are not allowed to pretend, and impersonation is not recognized, right?" ”

"Clever, the Holy Lord will transcend the first prince in Zixiao Palace, and tell the world about this." Huo Yu said.

Minghui smacked his tongue, the emperor could even give his own son to others for the stability of the country.

But the words came out again, when did the emperor have an eldest son?

Seeing her looking at herself, Huo Yu lowered his voice: "This child was brought from Baihua Mountain, it was born with a beautiful woman, and that one was also well hidden, until a baby cry came out, and the guards didn't know that he had secretly raised a son." ”

At this moment, Minghui's mouth is open enough to stuff a big goose egg, her Mei You's little grandson, secretly become a father?

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It's a pity that he didn't wait for the child to call his father, so he was taken away by his younger brother who was the emperor and given to a dead man in the name of his own son.

The affairs of the royal family are only more bizarre, not the most bizarre.

However, the emperor passed Mei You's child to the first prince, and as the eldest son of the emperor, he can not only smash the conspiracy and stifle the rumors, but also add points to himself, make his image more radiant, and sit on the throne more steadily.

Whether it is Wei Qian, who is undocumented and undocumented, or Wei Qian's son, together, they can't match the words "the eldest son of the emperor".

For the eldest son of the emperor, a beauty in the palace was confined, and the mother was promoted to a concubine by virtue of her son, but this blessing Bo died a few months later.

Of course, this is a later story, when Minghui learned the news of the death of the concubine who gave birth to the emperor's eldest son from the mouth of the county lord of Baozhuang, she knew what was going on.

Such a person cannot live.

But at this moment, Minghui is still a little happy.

Regardless of whether Wei Qian is really dead or faked, from now on, he, the legendary orphan of the prince, will completely disappear, even if he appears, he can be any identity, but he will not be the orphan of the prince.

Without this person, the invisible knife hanging over the head of the Ming family would have disappeared.

But when Minghui pulled Wang Zhenren's sleeve and asked her if she could be vulgar, she was still beaten twice with a ring ruler.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Mingda's marriage, Minghui arrived at the jujube tree alley early, watched the bride and groom worship heaven and earth, and watched Mingda lead the bride into the cave room with red silk.

Minghui smiled with crooked eyebrows, and then looked at Master Ming, who was a father-in-law for the first time, his beard was curled, and he was almost stupid with joy.

Even the eldest lady showed a rare smile, that smile went straight to the bottom of her eyes, what she hurt the most was Mingda, she gave birth to four children, but in her heart, only Mingda's status was more than her nephews and nieces.

Minghui looked at her, she really couldn't understand that when she was a mother, she regarded her nephew as more important than her own children, what was this picture?

The next day, the new daughter-in-law toasted tea and recognized her relatives, Minghui was dressed beautifully, and together with Huo Yu, she also came to Zaoshu Hutong early.

The bride sent her own hand-made embroidered shoes, the pattern of the treasure flower is very chic, the embroidery is exquisite, and it is embroidered with heart at a glance.

Minghui liked it in her heart and handed over a pair of jade bracelets that had been prepared a long time ago.

After drinking her nephew's tea, Minghui knew that she was going to be an aunt and grandmother again.

In the past few days, Minghui has always felt that something is wrong with her, thinking that she is too busy these days.

Minghui didn't care, the next day, it was the day she and Huo Yu returned to Beijing.

Early in the morning, she and Huo Yu went to accompany Mrs. Yun and Wang Zhenren to have breakfast, breakfast is Zhang Yuanniang's best mutton potsticker, but after only eating half of the potsticker, Minghui felt nauseous, got up and walked out quickly, and vomited before she walked down the corridor.

Huo Yu chased him out and was startled, Wang Zhenren and Zhang Yuanniang also came out, seeing this scene, the two looked at each other, Wang Zhenren said to Huo Yu: "Uncle, you go and ask someone to ask a doctor to show Hui'er." ”

Huo Yu agreed, and the person had already arrived at the door.

Zhang Yuanniang took water to rinse Minghui's mouth, Wang Zhenren took advantage of this time to give Minghui a pulse, she was rough in medical science, but after a while, she didn't diagnose anything, so she asked: "When was your last little day?" ”

Minghui was stunned, when was it? She never remembered it, it seemed like it was the end of last month, or the end of last month?

"I must know if it's not too late and not too late, I don't remember, I haven't been here since I came out of the capital anyway."

It's not too late or too late to be in the capital, and they're not around, of course she doesn't know.

It's been more than a month and almost two months since I came out of the capital, at least I haven't been here for this time.

Wang Zhenren glanced at her, she was eighteen in a blink of an eye, everyone else is a mother at this age, her own family is good, she can't even remember her own little days, and she has been married for more than a year, how did she live this day?