Princess, your prime minister has run away again

"Brother Qin, have you heard? Recently, everyone is spreading rumors that the prince from the previous dynasty has appeared."

"Oh?" Fu Yanqing's expression didn't change when he heard that, he still looked at the street outside the window calmly, not to mention his expression, even his eyes didn't change.

Ye Jinhuang, who was sitting by the side bored, was startled when he heard Chu Lin's words. He also knew this news?

Chu Lin took a sip of tea and looked out of the window: "But these are all rumors. The previous dynasty happened 50 years ago. Even if the prince of the former dynasty appeared, it wouldn't change anything, would it? Brother Qin What do you say?"

Fu Yanqing didn't speak, and Chu Lin didn't speak anymore. Ye Jinhuang looked at the two of them blankly, and then looked out of the window curiously. There was nothing to see. What were they looking at?

Dongyue Shengjing, Huaqing Palace.

The imperial concubine looked at the middle-aged woman sitting below with complicated eyes, and after a while she said, "I haven't seen Mrs. Qin for many years, how is Mrs. Qin doing?"

"Your concubine is worried about you, everything is fine."

Fu Wanrong is dressed in plain clothes, her eyes are sharp and energetic, her eyebrows are trimmed and her nose is straight, and her cheeks are slightly dimpled. Although she is over 40 years old, she still has a charming charm. The indifferent temperament on her body is exactly the same as that of Fu Yanqing.

The noble concubine nodded with a smile, and then said: "Mrs. Qin should know about the emperor's illness, right? This time, please ask Mrs. Qin to help."

Fu Wanrong raised her head and looked at the imperial concubine, then lowered her head: "Eunuch Shen has already said on the way, this concubine will do her best."

The noble concubine pursed her lips, and said with firm eyes: "As long as Mrs. Qin heals the emperor, I will promise you everything, even if you want my life, I will agree!"

Fu Wanrong didn't answer, and then the imperial concubine took her to the bedroom. Looking at the emperor who was getting thinner on the bed, the imperial concubine sighed faintly, then walked aside to watch Fu Wanrong treat the emperor.

Looking at Fu Wanrong's figure, the noble concubine thought to herself, if she hadn't done that back then, would Qing Le have married Fu Yanqing now?

Memories come...

Fu Yanqing's parents were still alive back then, and the emperor did intend to marry Ye Jinhuang to Fu Yanqing, even though Fu Yanqing was only five years old at that time, and Ye Jinhuang was still in the womb of the noble concubine.

"Is this serious? Fu Yunxiao is really the former prince?" The emperor frowned and looked at the hidden guard who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"It's absolutely true. In order to protect the little prince, the empress of the former court transferred him and another child. Later, the previous court was overthrown. After several twists and turns, Mr. Fu was adopted by Mr. Fu."

The emperor waved away the hidden guards, and early the next morning, the emperor secretly recruited Fu Yunxiao into the palace.

At that time, Fu Wanrong was just married, and she was close friends with the imperial concubine and Fu Yanqing's mother at that time. The three of them were also discussing that the child would marry a child in the future. Unexpectedly, the next day, a secret message came from the palace saying that Fu Yanqing would be bestowed with death. sky.

Fu Wanrong didn't know that she was pregnant at the time, and when she found out about it, she suffered a miscarriage due to emotional agitation. In the end, she failed to keep the baby. Not long after the miscarriage, Fu Wanrong dragged her weak body and ran to the imperial concubine, hoping that the imperial concubine would intercede.

"Your Majesty, Wan Rong, I beg you, I beg you to let the emperor take back your life, and don't kill your brother. My Majesty, the Emperor loves you the most. It will definitely be useful if you go to intercede..." Fu Wanrong knelt in front of the imperial concubine with a pale face, crying kowtow.

The imperial concubine also felt bad, but for the sake of Dongyue and the Yang family, she couldn't intercede.

If Fu Yunxiao's death is avoided, if Fu Yunxiao wants to restore the country in the future and rebels in the name of Fu Yunxiao alive, then Dongyue and even the entire continent will fall into chaos, and once she intercedes, the Yang family will be killed. drag.

Because the emperor said, whoever dares to intercede will be guilty of treason!

With a strong tone, the imperial concubine couldn't bear to look at Fu Wanrong's expression, she looked up into the distance and said coldly: "Wanrong, this matter is a foregone conclusion, and there is nothing I can do about it."

In the end, Fu Yunxiao died, and Mrs. Fu died for love. In order to preserve the reputation of the Fu family, she declared that she died to save her.

The truth of this matter is only known to the imperial concubine and Fu Wanrong, and the relationship between the imperial concubine and Fu Wanrong has gradually drifted away since then.

Later, when Fu Yanqing grew up, the emperor took a fancy to his talent and brought him into the court, and later Ye Jinhuang fell in love with Fu Yanqing, and this matter was gradually remembered by the noble concubine...

"Your Majesty, the emperor's illness has been dragging on for a long time, and if he wants to be cured completely, he can only recuperate slowly."

Fu Wanrong's slightly alienated voice came, which immediately brought back the thoughts of the imperial concubine, and the imperial concubine looked back at Fu Wanrong.

"It's fine if it can be cured."

"The concubine will prescribe some medicine first, and after a while the concubine will send someone to bring over the replacement prescription." Fu Wanrong said while sitting at the table and writing with a pen.

After hesitating for a long time, the noble concubine still couldn't help but say, "Wanrong, if..."

"Your Majesty, this is a prescription. The concubine will leave first." Before the imperial concubine could finish speaking, Fu Wanrong finished her salute and turned to leave.

Seeing Fu Wanrong's disappearing figure, the imperial concubine's eyes were a little moist. Aunt Wei walked over from the side, sighed, and comforted her: "Madam, you couldn't help yourself back then. If you agreed to Miss Fu's request, the Yang family may be in danger now." It's long gone..."

The imperial concubine has never shed tears since entering the palace, even when Ye Jinhuang was seriously ill, but now she can't stop her tears...

At the same time, Ye Tianyi had already brought a group of people to Shengjing. When night fell, the imperial concubine served the emperor to drink medicine and was about to rest when Ye Tianyi rushed in with people.

boom!

Kicking open the door, Ye Tianyi glanced around, fixed on the emperor who was on the bed, narrowed his eyes, and walked over with his sword in hand.

Aunt Wei who rushed over was startled when she heard the sound, and the imperial concubine who arrived a step behind looked at Ye Tianyi with a cold face and said, "I don't know why King Yi suddenly returned to Beijing, and visited Huaqing Palace late at night, and he still held a sword. doing what?"

Ye Tianyi smiled coldly: "Come here, take her down!"

Immediately, several soldiers rushed in and tied up the imperial concubine and Aunt Wei.

The noble concubine struggled to look at Ye Tianyi, and said sharply, "Is King Yi planning to rebel?"

"The imperial concubine guessed right, this king is here to rebel!"

The noble concubine was startled, and watched Ye Tianyi draw out his sword step by step towards the emperor who was on the sick bed with horrified eyes...

The next day, news of the emperor's death spread throughout East Vietnam, and the whole country mourned.

The former emperor passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne. However, the former emperor did not establish a crown prince. For a while, the heir to the throne became the biggest problem.

After Yang Yan heard the news, he immediately wanted to enter the palace to see the imperial concubine. Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the gate of the palace, he was stopped by someone, saying that the imperial concubine was too sad to see anyone.

"I don't see anyone?" Yang Yan was puzzled. It stands to reason that after Fu Wanrong entered the palace yesterday, the emperor's illness should have improved, but now the result is that the emperor died in the middle of the night. Yang Yan always felt that there was something strange about it.

"Yes." The guard at the door stood in front of Yang Yan expressionlessly.

Yang Yan frowned, had no choice but to turn around and leave. As soon as he returned to the mansion, he sent a letter to Fu Yanqing who was far away in Nanliang.

Yuan Shi and Ye Tianjin who were in Yicheng were heartbroken when they heard the news, they knew without guessing that Ye Tianyi must have done a good job.

On the second day after the late emperor's death, Ye Tianyi stood up with the so-called late emperor's will.

"By God's fortune, the late emperor's decree: Ye Tianyi, the second son of Emperor Yi, has a noble character, and he is deeply respected by me, so he will be able to inherit the great order. If you succeed me to the throne, you will be the emperor. I respect you!"