Xiao Chong: The Abandoned Concubine Shocks the World

Chapter 152 Doubt
Taking advantage of He Zhenghan's sudden collapse, the guards were in a panic, and with Tianquan's secret help, Yang Muqing took Yao Tong and left quickly.

The carriage sped all the way and left Daming Mansion overnight.

When He Zhenghan was assassinated and injured in Xiangji Nunnery, he instantly set off a huge wave.

"Your Majesty, you must rest."

There was a big blister at the corner of Tianshu's mouth, and he was in a state of desperation for the past few days. That day He Zhenghan vomited blood and passed out in Xiangji Temple. There were too many people present, and it was impossible to hide the news.

He had no choice but to let out the wind, saying that the assassin's knife was coated with poison, so His Majesty would vomit blood.

Poisoning is not a good reputation, but the news of His Majesty's unmentionable illness must not be spread.

"I got up to get some air."

He Zhenghan had been lying on the bed for three or four days, and his bones ached.

"Even if they guess that I'm sick, it's not a big deal." He Zhenghan saw the blisters on the corner of Tianshu's mouth, which was obviously caused by the poisonous fire, and it was his capable confidant. He explained it in a rare calm manner. .

Not only did Tianshu not feel relieved, but the ominous haze in his heart became more and more intense.

"Your Majesty, even if you don't pay attention to these clowns, you can't ignore the dragon's body. With this kind of drastic method, please take it easy, Your Majesty."

He Zhenghan was noncommittal.

But his casual appearance clearly did not listen to his heart.

"There is a saying, even if Your Majesty doesn't like to listen, I still have the courage to persuade you." Tianshu knelt down, "Your Majesty is in the heyday of Spring and Autumn, but the inner curtain is empty and there is no child under your knees. Every time I think about it, I beg Your Majesty to accept the ladies from worrying about sleeping and eating, and give birth to dragon heirs in the morning, and there will be successors in the country."

Tianshu endured these words for many days, and finally realized that He Zhenghan didn't care about life and death on that day in Xiangji Temple, he was completely terrified.Even if His Majesty wanted to punish him, he would still speak out.

As the founding emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, His Majesty cannot live without heirs and heirs.

He Zhenghan's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't get angry, but remained silent.

This gave Tianshu a little hope. Now that he had opened his mouth, he continued his efforts: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has drawn up a posthumous title. Please have a look at it."

"Posthumous title? Whose posthumous title?" He Zhenghan's dark eyes gathered wind and thunder.

"Wangfei." Tianshu's forehead touched the ground, "Wangfei, as His Majesty's wife, should be posthumously named Empress according to etiquette."

It has been a year since He Zhenghan ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, but whenever he mentioned his wife, he still referred to him as Concubine Yao, which was a bit nondescript.

Ministers who don't know the past will think that the emperor He Zhenghan was dissatisfied with his former wife. After all, he didn't even have a reward from his own parents, let alone a wife with no family background.

But Tianshu knew that if His Majesty didn't pursue the posthumous title, he couldn't accept it. Once a cold title was pursued, the princess would be completely dead. His Majesty still refused to believe that the princess was dead.

"boom."

Tianshu fell on the ground, let the shattered porcelain hit his face, and the scalding hot water wet his clothes, but he remained firm.

"Your Majesty, I am not alone. All the important officials in the court are looking forward to your Majesty's posthumous posthumous concubine Yao, accepting the harem, and giving birth to an heir." Tianshu repeatedly kowtowed, but the words he said had a sense of persecution.

Based on his understanding of His Majesty, he had no choice but to pursue Princess Yao, engrave her completely on the cold wooden tablet, and become a dead person through and through.

Only His Majesty will favor other women and send down dragon sons.

Even if His Majesty wants to kill him, he still has to say something.

Your Majesty doesn't even care about his own life or death. If he doesn't even have an heir, if something happens, wouldn't the Great Xia Dynasty take advantage of those ghosts and ghosts?

"go out!"

Tianshu was kicked out, he stood under the empty veranda, the cold wind was blowing, his body was completely frozen, but he had a smile on his face.

Although His Majesty smashed the teacup and drove him out coldly, he was not touched by Ni Lin's killing intent, nor was he furious. It seems that His Majesty is still willing to admit that Concubine Yao is dead after all.
He Zhenghan drove away Tianshu, but no one was seen.

The daily memorial is also brought in by the servant, and then carried out.

Even on the day of Zhengdan, he only showed up in the hall, said a few words to the courtiers, and then left.

He was wearing a big mian suit and a nine-pronged crown. The long jade strings covered his face. The ministers couldn't see his expression clearly, but they saw that he only showed one side in a hurry, and then he left. He couldn't stop himself The ups and downs.

Could it be that the poison was so overbearing that it hurt His Majesty's body?

Some even exchanged glances secretly, with unconcealable joy in their eyes.

He Zhenghan was in a disturbed mood, but he was an extremely restrained person, and he didn't let the whole court become lifeless.

Therefore, from Zhengdan to Lantern Festival, the palace is full of joy and flowers to celebrate.

On this day, He Zhenghan stood on a high place, looking at the bright and clear full moon in the sky, the sound of firecrackers in the palace, and the lanterns in various shapes and forms, illuminating half of the palace.

He looked at the prosperity and splendor, and felt only loneliness in his heart.

"Xuan Tianquan came to see me."

At this kind of festive time, he didn't want to see Tianshu, let alone the other ministers, but suddenly wanted to see Tianquan, and wanted to hear his unpleasant words.

It took a long time for the servant to pass the decree. When the power of heaven came, the moon had already risen to the sky.

"See Your Majesty."

Tianquan kowtowed obediently.

He Zhenghan didn't expect him to be so honest, so he glanced at him, only to see that he had gained a lot of weight.His brows furrowed indistinctly. On that day in Jixiang Temple, he was still skinny and bony. In less than a month, his whole body has become plump.

Tianquan waited and waited, but he didn't wait until he opened his mouth to call out, and he didn't hear other orders. It seemed that His Majesty had forgotten his existence.

He couldn't help swallowing, what did His Majesty call him for?
"You've been doing well lately."

After a long time, Tianquan couldn't help but thumped his heart when he heard this indistinguishable speech.

"Your Majesty Lai is blessed, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and your subordinates are doing well."

He Zhenghan frowned suddenly, but Tianquan, who was kneeling, didn't notice.

After answering a few puzzled questions, Tianquan was taken down, still dazed and confused.

But He Zhenghan frowned more and more tightly until he went to bed, lying on the bed, still without a trace of sleepiness, thinking over and over again about Tianquan's demeanor, behavior and words.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he jumped up from the bed, "Come here."

"Tell me about Tianquan's affairs these days, detailing everything."

The shadow guards were in charge of keeping an eye on people, and the emperor himself asked questions. They didn't know what the emperor wanted, and since they deliberately explained everything in detail, they said everything, big and small, and even Tianquan ate a few extra bowls every day. No meal was left.

"Where are the women who came back from Beidi? Especially that one." He Zhenghan frowned, unable to remember the name of the maid beside Ah Tong for a while.

The shadow guards were clever, "Is it the woman whose face was ruined that His Majesty wants to ask?"

He Zhenghan nodded.

The shadow guards also talked about everything in detail.

"Wait. Why is the amount of spices suddenly reduced?"

The shadow guards were stunned, they were only responsible for remembering big and small things, when asked by His Majesty, they immediately thought about it and recalled, "I just remembered, they used to offer tablets and burn incense in the morning and evening, but later they withdrew the tablets and It doesn't use much fragrance anymore."

"The spices have been missing since that day?"

He Zhenghan himself didn't even notice the seriousness on his face.

"Twelfth lunar month 21."

"What tablet?"

"I don't know." The shadow guards were shocked by his dignified expression. The tablet was placed in their boudoir. Although they watched day and night, men and women were different, and their hearts were admirable and admirable. They are not lowly people, how could they stare at the boudoir?

"Check it out for me right away!"

The shadow guards were startled, their scalps were numb, and they immediately went to check the tablet.

It wasn't a secret that Jinxia and Mu Niangzi had offered the tablets before, but they soon found out, and the shadow guards were shocked when they found out who belonged to the tablets.

He quickly returned to the palace to report, unexpectedly, He Zhenghan hadn't slept during this time.

"Return to Your Majesty, the memorial tablet must be Concubine Yao!"

He Zhenghan swayed his body, his eyes burst into an astonishing light, "Say it again."

The shadow guards endured their fear and repeated it again.

"Jixiang Temple, December 21, remove the tablet." He Zhenghan muttered words that the shadow guards couldn't understand, and suddenly burst out laughing, laughing and crying, "A-Tong, A-Tong! "

(End of this chapter)