The concubine is so charming

Chapter 369 Willful One Time

Chu Feiyan narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head to look at the old emperor on the throne, and a complex look flashed in his eyes: "Your Majesty, this is the result of a fake investigation by the minister to preserve the treasure. The concubine and the child in her womb?"

The emperor's expression was gloomy: "I have already made a mistake once in the past, and I can't do it again this time. Chu Aiqing, can you help me achieve my wish?"

"As a subject, you should naturally share your worries." Chu Feiyan lowered his head, bowed his hands slightly in salute, and the wave patterns embroidered on his sleeves swayed slightly, covering his eyes as deep as the sea.

The emperor was satisfied in his heart: "Okay, I know that only you are the most loyal to me! Mu Ninghua was implicated in these two incidents. After thinking about it, someone must want to borrow You have to be careful not to fall into the trap of the traitor."

"Yes, please rest assured, the emperor, it's just that this matter has a great impact. During this period of time, the emperor is still far away from the Jingyu Palace, so that he can avoid attracting too much attention for the concubine Zhen and make her feel at ease. rest."

"You're right," the emperor picked up the teacup, his fingers trembling involuntarily, and the lids of the teacups collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

The emperor's teeth moved, and the veins on his forehead flashed. He tried his best to stabilize his movements, but in the end he trembled more and more. He threw the teacup on the ground violently, and a grand The anger and uncontrollable desolation: "I am old after all..."

Chu Feiyan's expression was still indifferent: "The emperor is just tired during this period of time. The imperial doctor said that your body has been in good condition. As long as you take good care of yourself, you will be fine."

The emperor chuckled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all: "Since he ascended the throne, he has been called long live, but from ancient times to the present, dynasties have changed, and the emperor does not know how many people have changed. Which one can live to live a hundred years?" After all, it is hard to escape the fate of a handful of loess."

"The emperor has a clear mind, which is really incomparable to my ministers."

"It's also a rare fate for you and my ministers to meet each other. It's just a pity that your life span is not long. Otherwise, I will be able to feel safe and secure in my heart if you assist the new emperor."

"It's too early to say these things now, the emperor has the spirit of Ryoma, so don't think too much about it."

The emperor shook his head: "Chu Aiqing, I have done many wrong things in my life, but there is only one thing I did absolutely right, and that was to hire you as an exception and promote you to the position of prime minister. I hope you will not disappoint me. "

"The humble minister must devote himself to the emperor, and die."

"Go down."

Chu Feiyan leaned over to salute, and then retreated slowly.

Zhu Chong tidied up the teacup that the emperor had just broken, and then brought up new tea himself: "Your Majesty, it's time to drink medicine after a short rest."

The emperor stood up, staggering slightly: "Is all the incense sticks ready?"

"Report to the emperor, everything is ready." Zhu Chong lowered his head and slightly lowered his voice.

The emperor nodded, raised his hand to carefully arrange the dragon robe on his body, and asked someone to help him comb his hair again and put on the jade crown. Then he walked to the wall beside the Yixin Hall and moved the The mechanism reveals a hidden secret room.

Zhu Chong respectfully put the prepared box by the emperor's hand, and after seeing the emperor brought it over, he lowered his hands and guarded outside the secret room.

The emperor carried the box into the secret room, and the bookshelf behind him was slowly closed.

This secret room is not big, and at the end of the secret room is an incense table for the spiritual position.

The emperor walked to the front of the incense table, looked at the enshrined spiritual tablets on the table table, and the expression of the whole person gradually eased: "Qin'er, I have come to see you, and it has been more than a month, you are here. Are you all well?"

The emperor took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the tablet, only to see a few words written on it: The spiritual tablet of his beloved wife Wei Qin.

His expression was extremely gentle, as if he was treating someone he cherished very much. After wiping the spiritual tablet clean, he took out the incense from the box, lit it and put it in the incense burner on the table, and then he was like an ordinary person General sat on the floor by the table, talking about what happened in the past two days.

"Two days ago during the Mid-Autumn Festival, something happened in the palace again. Concubine Zhen and the child in her womb were implicated... Some people said that the fate of the child in her womb is unknown. It is the same as when you were pregnant. It has not yet been born. Just set the fate for my child. I don't believe, I don't believe that a simple fate can affect a person's life, and I don't believe that the so-called fate can affect the entire country of the Da'an Dynasty, but just like It’s the same as before, I can’t find evidence. I am the king of a country, but sometimes I have to be coerced by others..."

Speaking of this, the emperor's expression was extremely depressed, he raised his hand and thumped the ground, his eyes became a little sullen.

"Qin'er, I was incompetent at the beginning. Jiangshan Sheji, his wife and children could only save one, so I had to give up on you for Jiangshan. Now that I am old and the Da'an Dynasty has become dilapidated, they all think I am faint Yes, but I see everything in my eyes. I don't want to pursue it, and I don't have the strength to care about it so much. I just want to see if I can keep my child if I try my best! So this time, I want to be self-willed, left and right are just another turmoil, as for those behind-the-scenes matters, let the new king and future generations judge."

"Qin'er, you have been waiting on Huangquan Road for many years, do you feel impatient? You have to be patient for a while, and I will go down to apologize to you and the child in a short time. Our child has grown up now Right? Does he still recognize my father?"

As the emperor said, his voice was a little more choked up. He lowered his head and buried his face in his hands. After a while, he slowly stood up.

He took out the dagger from the box, rolled up his sleeves and cut his wrist, dripping blood into the jade bowl.

The door of the secret room opened again, Zhu Chong hurriedly stepped forward to support the emperor, then took out the gauze and medicinal powder that had been prepared, and bandaged the wound on his wrist: "Your majesty, the empress and the prince are in the spirit of heaven, and they must be able to understand your pain." After all the hard work, why do you have to hurt the dragon's body?"

The emperor shook his head: "The two of them were burnt to death, there were no bones left, and they were not properly buried, so there was no place for their souls to rest. I can't watch them wandering in the world, becoming lonely ghosts, so I use the blood of the real dragon as a sacrifice, and I will definitely be able to exchange them for peace and tranquility in the underground."

Zhu Chong's eyes were red, and he raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears: "The emperor's painstaking efforts, the empress and His Royal Highness must be able to understand."

"I just hope they don't resent me..."

Thinking of the criss-cross scars on the emperor's wrist, Zhu Chong sighed slightly in his heart, and finally said nothing, just took care of him and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)