From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 609 Bewitching the King's Heart
The woman sneered and said, "When Huang Yiqing wakes up, tell her that the medicine for this month hasn't been delivered yet!"

Ping Xin said yes, then stepped back to the side, and together with Ping Qing waited for the master to take a bath.

In Hongyuan, after taking the medicine, Huang Yiqing fell asleep peacefully. She slept for two days in a row. When she woke up, her spirit was much better, but she was still a little thin. After eating some porridge, her complexion barely improved. .

Huang Yiqing frowned, reached out to touch her body, and then her face became serious.

"Your Majesty, are you alright? Is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?" Lu Lan asked cautiously on the side, for fear that if something happened again, then Muyang King Qiansui would definitely be furious at herself.

Huang Yiqing shook her head, still ordered someone to call the imperial doctor, took the medicinal materials according to the order she had prescribed, and sent them out of the palace.

After this incident, Huang Yiqing didn't dare to delay any more, delivered medicine to Jin Zhuni on time every month, and took medicine on time every month, she never wanted to have that kind of painful experience again.

In the Fanbang Post Station in Chang'an City, Kars paced back and forth in the room.

It is said that His Majesty the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty has returned, but he lost his memory again. The emperor who lost his memory is also an emperor, so should he cooperate with King Muyang?It seems that no matter how you look at it, the power of King Muyang is not as great as that of the emperor.

Kars swayed from side to side, with a little golden long hair slightly exposed under the baotou. Outside, the servant was still waiting at the door. His Majesty the Emperor of Xirong seemed to be getting impatient, and the letter from His Majesty was already in the On the way to the Western Jin Dynasty.

Chang'an Imperial Palace, inside the Xuanzheng Hall.

Feng Junran sat indifferently on the Nine Dragon Throne. The pure gold carved throne was almost the length of a small couch. The hollow lines were intertwined with exquisite carvings. The cloud pattern was undulating, and the golden dragon soared and came out through the clouds. It was lifelike with its teeth and claws.

But the man who also wore the yellow robe with the nine dragon pattern looked much more plain, his slender eyes were cold and quiet, and extremely deep.

The hanging bead blocked the man's sight, making it even harder for the courtiers who were already under the high platform to see the man's face. Make a mistake.

Next to the Nine Dragons is the Nine Phoenixes, the cloud patterns are replaced by luxuriant sycamore trees, and the nine precious birds either spread their wings and want to fly, or lie lazily, with different expressions and very vivid.

Ye Xiaoxiao sat quietly on the phoenix seat. The vermilion phoenix robe against the golden seat showed an unusual luxury. Gently shaking, crackling.

In front of the two of them, there was a small seat. On the seat, the eldest son of the emperor, Feng Yuyan, who is also the current crown prince, was also sitting indifferently. Both his sitting posture and expression were almost exactly the same as the man on the Jiulong seat. Already powerful and powerful, it really made these courtiers feel pressured.

Sure enough, he still complied with that sentence, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, the son of the emperor, no matter how young he is, he is still superior to others!
Liu Shengming looked up at the three figures on the high platform, frowned, stepped out, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I thought it was an extraordinary move for the Empress to rule in an extraordinary period, and now the Emperor is returning When we arrived in the capital, the old minister really couldn't understand why the empress still listened to the government?"

People from the Xuanzheng Palace and all the courtiers couldn't help looking at the high platform. The little woman who was named and said was sitting still, her expression was calm, her peach eyes were still cold, and there was no slight ups and downs.

This is the look that the courtiers are used to. From the moment this little woman sat here, she has always used this look to manage their group of courtiers.

Feng Yiran looked up at Ye Xiaoxiao, under the calm face, there were ups and downs hidden.

But King Anyang still had a smiling expression, his slender eyes formed a slit, making it impossible to see any clues.

Yan Jing'an pinched her beard and looked at Qin Qingxing. This adult who had just been rehabilitated slightly frowned and stared at Liu Shengming coldly.

The emperor didn't say anything, what's the matter with you?Worry about not seeing old stuff!Qin Qingxing snorted coldly, and simply looked away.

Feng Junran raised his eyelids, glanced at the courtiers in the Xuanzheng Hall, and saw that everyone had different expressions, so he said indifferently: "Well, all my lovers should know that I can't remember many things, and there are many things in this government that I don't understand , since the queen has been in charge of political affairs for so long, I don't think there is anything wrong with keeping her here to help me manage state affairs."

One sentence blocked everyone, but Liu Shengming still frowned slightly, why did he feel that the emperor after amnesia was a little different from before, the emperor would not waste so much tongue in the past...

But Liu Shengming didn't know that as long as it involved the queen, the emperor was willing to waste some of his energy and saliva.

"I think the presence of the prince is enough to help the emperor share the state affairs!"

Feng Yuyan blinked his big eyes, turned back to look at his father suddenly, stood up, saluted respectfully and said: "My father, my son is still young, I can't tell the truth from falsehoods, and I really can't help my father to share his worries."

Liu Shengming: "..."

Will it be demolished at a young age?What's the matter? !

Mrs. Liu retreated unwillingly, Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, the father and son singing together was more lively than watching a play.

The little bun sat back with a stern face, and looked coldly at the people under the Xuanzheng Palace. He had been with his mother for so long, and he finally saw clearly who these courtiers were and what kind of heart they had. It is said that it is just a game of chess pieces, those who are loyal are rooks and elephants, and those who seek rebellion are pawns, just keep it to explore the way.

So the little man sat down with a cold face. In his heart, he was just one kind of person, that is, his family, his father, his mother, his second brother and third sister, and besides that, there was no one else!

"Your Majesty, this old minister is very puzzled about something." Song Liguo, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, stood up and bowed, "Since you have lost your memory, Your Majesty, why don't you remember anything but the empress?"

What Song Liguo said seems to be nothing, but it sounds very tricky. The emperor should know no one when he loses his memory, but now he only knows the queen and only protects the queen. What did you instill in the emperor, which influenced the emperor's thinking, and that's why he favored the queen alone?
Then empress, you are suspected of bewitching the king's heart.

Song Liguo raised his head quietly and looked directly at the empress's face. He firmly believed that the truth must be the latter!
(End of this chapter)