Xiao Chong: The Abandoned Concubine Shocks the World

Chapter 170 The Finale
Concubine Ji never dreamed that He Zhenghan would "resurrect from the dead", she pressed hard every step of the way, for the sake of her beloved son to ascend to the highest position, she wanted to get rid of Yao Tong and hurry up.

Although the Prince Ji's Mansion was repeatedly suppressed after He Zhenghan proclaimed himself emperor, the foundation of the century-old inheritance is still there.There are even some people who see the wind and turn the rudder, put the treasure on the second son of Ji Wangfu, and make a lot of noise for the merit of supporting him.

Therefore, when Concubine Ji and Second Young Master He Zhengping staged an attack under the banner of "clearing the shame of the emperor and punishing the demon girl", they actually gathered a lot of people to help, and the momentum seemed to be overwhelming.

"Tong, it's not safe here. I'll send you back to Donghuan Island first, and I'll pick you up after I clean it up."

Although Yang Muqing has a large army and He Zhenghan's dying edict, but she has low qualifications and lacks prestige in the army.It will take several battles to calm down the chaos in Prince Ji's Mansion, and Yao Tong's safety must not be the slightest mistake.

"Ah Qing." Yao Tong was a little apologetic. For He Zhenghan's safety, she lied to everyone, including Yang Muqing. Dare to say it, "I'll take you to meet someone."

Yang Muqing changed her previous worrying style of play and became ruthless and decisive.

"Second Young Master, this thief Yang may not be able to hold on any longer. Let's take advantage of his illness and kill him, attack him in one fell swoop, and kill that demon girl who usurped the country, and the big thing will be done."

He Zhengping couldn't help showing his enthusiasm.

"No, the third and fourth sons are still over there." An old man from the Prince Ji's mansion persuaded, "That's all for the fourth son, the third son is the younger brother of your mother and compatriots. Besides, the coffin of the late emperor is still there, This is against the righteousness of the young master."

However, He Zhengping didn't care at all, just one step away, he could sit on the supreme throne and make the whole world kneel at his feet. This kind of temptation was enough to drive him crazy.

"He's dead, a dead man will ruin my business again, bah."

He Zhengping cursed, he hated and envied He Zhenghan, he was obviously an abandoned son who didn't like his mother, but he kept taking away his things, firstly the position of Prince Ji's heir, which obviously should be his.Later, he went on a lucky path and became the emperor.

Fortunately, God opened his eyes and let him die early. This child should belong to him, He Zhengping. He is the child that his mother expects, and he is the favored son of heaven.

"If something happens to the third or fourth child, that thief Yang Muqing should be the one to blame. Also, my good sister-in-law, keep it for me. I have to taste the woman that my elder brother only loves." He Zhengping thought Carefree, ignoring the ashen faces of several veterans of Prince Ji's Mansion, he laughed wildly.

Yang Muqing retreated all the way.

He Zhengping fought and won, arrogant and arrogant to the extreme, pointing to the big tent not far away, saying unscrupulous obscene words, "Sister-in-law, come and welcome brother into the tent, hahaha."

"brute!"

Some ministers could not stand this kind of humiliation, and cursed in grief and indignation.

He Zhengping imagined the dream of all the beauties in the palm of his hand, and he became more and more arrogant.

"You old guys, you looked down on me in the past. If you lick my feet well today, you poor old men will be spared." He Zhengping hated these old guys who were disrespectful to him when the Ji Palace was left out. If it wasn't for the concubine mother's repeated warning not to kill for the time being, he would have cut them all down.

"Sister-in-law, come out by yourself, those heavy-handed soldiers don't hurt you."

Yao Tong regarded these humble words as the roar of a dying person, and didn't take them to heart. He Zhenghan was already so angry that he could no longer hold back his raging killing intent.

"Help me out."

When the curtain moved, He Zhengping thought Yao Tong had come out, his eyes were full of salivation.

But when he saw the person clearly, his eyeballs protruded and he looked terrified.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty on your peace."

Yang Muqing yelled and woke up all the courtiers. She knelt down to salute, and the soldiers behind her knelt down instinctively.

"Your Majesty." A courtier couldn't believe it, and then he was overjoyed, weeping with joy, tears all over his face.

"Ghost! Ghost!"

He Zhengping was so frightened that he fell off his horse, pointed at the figure that gave him great pressure, and screamed loudly.

The emperor, who had already passed away, suddenly reappeared alive. Whether everyone was happy or fearful, the shock was genuine.

"Your Majesty. Really Your Majesty."

He Zhenghan looked at the courtiers who were crying with joy around him, and smiled a little: "I made a little plan, and these unfaithful and unfilial ministers and thieves all jumped out, and I am worried about you. In the future, I will accompany you Gentlemen, a glass of wine."

The majestic emperor joked about his own life and death. With such a wayward monarch, all the ministers were exhausted physically and mentally.

However, up to now, seeing His Majesty's well-behaved appearance, they have put up with it. His Majesty said it was a small plan, so let's just do it, as long as they don't use this kind of small plan again in the future.

"Take him."

He Zhenghan pointed at He Zhengping, indifferent and murderous.

"As for you, it's because you were bewitched by traitors and put down your weapons. I won't pursue this time."

The soldiers were already in a state of confusion, and hearing that His Majesty let them escape, they threw away their weapons more quickly one by one.

Ninety percent of the sergeants under He Zhengping's command defected on the spot, and the remaining ten percent were due to their close past with the general, so they couldn't choose to come out.

Enough is enough.

Without suspense, He Zhengping became a prisoner.

"Kill it, and send the head to Princess Ji."

Ah Tong, who coveted him, has such a vicious heart, this person deserves to die.

"No, no, big brother, I am your younger brother."

He Zheng glanced at him coldly, "I was born to be a loner, what are you?"

He no longer expected what he shouldn't expect, but they violated his rebellion and shouldn't focus on Yao Tong.

"No, concubine mother will not spare you. Brother, don't kill me."

He Zhenghan walked into the tent, met Yao Tong's concerned eyes, and his heart, which had been chilled by those gloomy memories, warmed up, and he hugged her tightly.

Yao Tong's eyelashes trembled again and again, but finally he didn't push him away.

He Zhenghan laughed silently, his Ah Tong is a soft-hearted person, he seems to have found a way
"A Tong, I only have you."

Yao Tong sighed, "You are the emperor, rich in all directions."

"No, Ah Tong." He Zhenghan wrapped his arms around her waist, bent his long legs, and buried his face in the crescent of her neck, "That's the emperor, but I, only you."

"You..." Yao Tong knew that he was pretending to be pitiful, but the loneliness and lowness in his words made her feel a little uncomfortable, "You are the emperor, and the emperor is you, stop sophistry."

"A Tong, in front of you, I have never been an emperor, just a man waiting for you, I only want you."

Yao Tong said softly: "Then let me see your sincerity."

"A Tong, you are willing to give me a chance." He Zhenghan was overjoyed, looking at her with bright eyes, "That's great, I'm really happy."

A group of courtiers who were driving outside were so busy that they hit the back of their heads and finally rushed back to the capital before June.

The courtiers who stayed in the capital were also tortured physically and mentally. First, the news of the emperor's "death" caused a huge wave.First, the Prince Ji's Mansion coerced and lured many honest and upright ministers into jail.Then His Majesty, who "came dead", came back to life, and the Prince Ji's Mansion became a prisoner of rebellion and chaos, and the number of courtiers in the court was directly reduced by half.

Surprised at first glance, the courtier who had survived the two great changes, before he had time to appease his frightened body, received an imperial decree—the queen's birthday, Qianqiu Festival, amnesty for the world, and the whole country congratulates.

"It's so extravagant, it's a waste of people's money." As the protagonist of the Qianqiu Festival, Yao Tong only found out about He Zhenghan's actions the day before, and she came to him angrily.

He Zhenghan let her scold her, and his smiling eyes kept falling on her. It had been four days, and he hadn't seen her for four days, so he couldn't think about it.

"It's my private treasury. I didn't use the state treasury, so I won't hurt the people." Taking advantage of her inattention, He Zhenghan quietly walked up to her side step by step, and stretched out his hand to grab a lock of hair hanging from her temple.

"The hair is loose." He Zhenghan met her suddenly wary eyes, explained with a smile, and slowly put the lock of hair behind the ear, his eyes lingered on the round and fair earlobe, and he was reluctant to let go.

He wanted everyone in the world to know that she was his true love and his treasure.

"Besides, my birthday is also celebrated together, and we can save money by celebrating two festivals at a time."

Yao Tong was startled, "You"

He Zhenghan smiled slightly, "I like this day, the sun is shining and everything is shining, unlike that day, when the winter is withered and lifeless. Ah Tong, give me half of your good days, okay?"

Every time Yao Tong met He Zhenghan like this, he couldn't harden his heart.

"Don't lie to me next time."

"Okay." He admitted his mistake very well, and agreed immediately.

Instead, Yao Tong was choked by him.

He Zhenghan took the opportunity to grab the lock of hair again, twisting it around his fingers, observing her expression all the time, slowly leaning over, brushing his lips against the earball he had coveted for a long time.

"You..." Yao Tong's cheeks immediately turned red, "what are you doing?"

He Zhenghan stood up regretfully, with an innocent expression: "Your hair is messed up again."

"lecher."

After Yao Tong left, He Zhenghan touched his lips and smiled.

After the Qianqiu Festival, the days returned to calm.

Yao Tong had no choice but to live in the palace, so when choosing a palace, he chose the one farthest from He Zhenghan's bedroom.

This is not in line with etiquette, but no one is open-minded to mention it, and He Zhenghan also left it to her, but in the blink of an eye, the palace was renovated, and all the utensils were the most useful.

At the beginning, he was also sensible, just sending some fresh and refreshing fruits and vegetables, and flowers that were about to bloom every day.If Yao Tong didn't accept it, the palace servants who came to deliver it would stand under the scorching sun with their hands in their hands.The summer sun is poisonous, and these delicate flowers and fruits will wilt after a while, which is unbearable to watch.

Yao Tong had no choice but to take it in.

Slowly she got used to it, and a habit is a terrible thing.

When the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms were fragrant in autumn, it was not the palace servants who came holding things, but He Zhenghan himself.

Day by day, he stayed longer and longer.

When it was snowing heavily, he walked in with a big branch of red plums, the branches were so huge that he hugged him full.

"A Tong, find out the big plum bottle of Longquan, only that bottle can hold this red plum."

He said it casually, just like his own house, Yao Tong lingered on this beautiful red plum branch, and very naturally took someone to the storeroom to move the plum vase.

"Wait, we need to put some sulfur, the red plum branch will last for a long time." Yao Tong pressed the back of He Zhenghan's hand and said.

"I almost forgot." He Zhenghan smiled and said, "I'll hold it first, and you release the brimstone."

The servants in the palace were extremely winking, watching the emperor and empress do these rough jobs by themselves, knowing that if they went up to do things at this time, it would be bad luck, so they all stood with their heads bowed, motionless.

It took Yao Tong a while to find the sulfur, and it had been a long time since He Zhenghan had inserted the red plum branches.

He Zhenghan shook his arms a few times, and rubbed vigorously.

Yao Tong's eyes had to turn from the plum blossoms to him, hugging him all the way from the plum garden, and after tossing and tossing for so long, his arms should be sore.

She likes the plum blossom very much, and she loves the person who gave the flower to the world.

The robe on He Zhenghan's body was stained with snow, and after staying in this warm pavilion for so long, the snow turned into water and got soaked.

"Let's change clothes."

He came here every day, even if he couldn't stay overnight, there were still a lot of his clothes here. Yao Tong handed him a padded robe.

He Zhenghan immediately took off his wet robe and put on the one she handed over.

"Ma'am, it's time for lunch."

Yao Tong looked at the man who was sitting firmly, but still didn't do anything to drive him away for a meal.The clever palace man immediately offered two pairs of chopsticks.

"Why are you drinking?"

"Hui Niangniang, this is the green plum wine served by the imperial tea room. It has a slight taste of wine. It is the most suitable time to drink."

Yao Tong looked at the wine jar, it was beautifully clouded with blue sky, very delicate, it was snowing all over the sky outside the window, and a branch of red plum was in full bloom on the ground, drinking this plum wine was really appropriate at this time.

They acquiesced.

No, the wine tasted sweet and sour, but it had great aftertaste. She was greedy again and drank half of the jar.

The person was lying softly on the couch, his mind was still clear, but his heart had softened, and the emotions that had been restrained in the past were like water that had opened the gate, pouring out to its heart's content
"Tong."

The warm breath floats between the mouth and nose, with a faint taste of plum wine.

"Yeah." The answering voice was lazy and soft.

"A Tong." He Zhenghan hung on her body, nose to nose, calling her in a whisper, finally lowered his head, the voice dissipated in her red lips.

His kisses became hotter and hotter, and he wanted more and more.

Yao Tong couldn't help hugging him tightly.

The two figures were entangled in one place.

When I wake up again, the morning light shines through the window, passing through the smoky purple gauze, dyed with a ray of brilliance.

Yao Tong opened his eyes bewilderedly, his skin was stained pink, as lazy as a cat.

The man who had already woken up, his eyes were stained with darkness again, he held her in his arms, embraced and kissed her like treasure.

"A Tong, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Warm palms traveled over her satin-like skin, hugging, sucking, and biting, refusing to let go.

"...No more, I can't take it anymore." He Zhenghan seemed to be looking forward to the release of a wild beast for many years, with eager breath and eager movements.

Once lingering, Yao Tong can no longer get rid of him.

Even the bedroom was moved to her place.

"A Tong, I can't sleep without you. Look, my eyes are swollen these two days."

In terms of cheating, Yao Tong is not his opponent, so he has to share the same bed with him.

He Zhenghan not only eats and sleeps with Yao Tong, but like a loving husband and wife in the folk, he even discusses affairs with Yao Tong in court.

He not only wants her to be the master of the inner palace, but also wants her to hold real power in the outer court.

He was afraid that if he walked ahead, Yao Tong would be wronged, so he would never allow it.

Year after year, time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the birthday of He Zhenghan's [-]th year is approaching.

He stood at thirty, and his knees were empty, with no children or daughters.

Some ministers wept and played, please Your Majesty accept the harem widely and extend the descendants.

He Zheng asked in a cold voice: "What does my inner curtain have to do with you?"

On the second day, the private affairs of the courtier's house were thoroughly investigated. He had an affair with a prostitute in a brothel, raped a maidservant, and was charged with endless personal morality. He was deprived of his official position and exiled to the southwest.

"He's right. You really don't have children. Are you sure you don't want to find a woman to give birth to?" Yao Tong asked with a smile.

He Zhenghan looked at her for a moment, then hugged her, "A Tong, only you are my child, I only hate that God's punishment for me will hurt you. Don't say such things again, I feel very uncomfortable... so uncomfortable tight"

The smile on Yao Tong's face dissipated like green smoke, and tears rolled down: "It's all over. I won't complain anymore."

After this time, no more ministers spoke about the emperor's harem.

Because, the emperor took more than a dozen one-year-old baby boys from the fostering hall outside the palace and raised them in the palace.

What it means is obvious.

After this time, Yao Tong no longer resisted to recuperate her body. She drank the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, and cooperated with acupuncture and plaster seriously.

She didn't expect to be able to take care of her body, but she just didn't want to see He Zhenghan's remorse again.

He spent more than 1000 days and nights to gradually melt her frozen heart. In the days to come, those painful and irretrievable past events will be gradually forgotten.
Two years later, late spring.

"Your Majesty, these apricots are very sour, I will bring you some sweet apricots."

Yao Tong looked at the tree full of apricots, and felt very greedy, especially when the maid said sour, her saliva was almost drooling.

"That's it, take it off."

The palace maid couldn't help it, so she tried one first, her face was so sour that her face wrinkled together.

"Ma'am, it's too sour."

Yao Tong hurriedly grabbed one and took a bite, his eyes lit up.

In a blink of an eye, she almost ate up the whole plate.

The palace maid was shocked, for fear that she would suffer from bad food.

Upon receiving the news, He Zhenghan hurried over.

"Give you one."

Yao Tong treasured this plate of apricots, picked a small one and put it in his mouth, He Zhenghan opened his mouth to bite, it was so sour that he almost spat it out.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into ecstasy.

"Go and get the doctor."

Yao Tong frowned, "I'm just eating a plate of apricots, and I'm not sick."

He Zhenghan didn't dare to say that guess, fearing that it would be empty joy, and he was extremely nervous, so he held her arm tightly, helped her to sit on the soft chair, "don't move, don't move."

The doctor came quickly.

Yao Tong stretched out his arm reluctantly.

The imperial doctor examined and examined again, his eyes opened wider and wider, "The massage is smooth and smooth like a rolling ball. This is the happy pulse."

Yao Tong was dumbfounded and thought he heard it wrong.

Until He Zhenghan hugged her, his trembling spread to her body, "A Tong, we have a baby now"

(End of this chapter)