Chapter 726

I have nightmares with emperor an again. In the dream, there are overlapping figures, including the former Emperor and his mother and concubine

"Yang Yi, water."

He andI held his hand on the edge of the bed and called out to the outside.

"The Emperor... Ouch, why is he sweating? I'll fetch some water and wipe it for you. "

He an Di's eyes gradually focus on Yang Yi, and his dream is the scene of that year. It seems that everything is still yesterday, but as soon as he opens his eyes, he can live up to his youth.

"Did the emperor dream of the former Emperor again?"

Yang Yi really wants to ask if she has dreamt of empress Rongxi, but Yang Yi has no guts.

At that time, Yang Yi was waiting outside the hall. Standing outside the hall with Du Rui, the former chief eunuch, from left to right, he could see the scene of the room through the carved cracks on the door.

The screen splashed with blood was burned by himself and durry, and then the exquisite screen could be cut to pieces with a few axes in the words of the superior.

"Help me out for a walk."

"Yes."

Yang Yi knows that he an Di is going to see the former Emperor and empress Rongxi in the hall of Taihe again. Every time he wakes up in his nightmare, he an Di always stays in the hall of Taihe for a long time without saying anything. He just silently watches the three incense burning up, and then leaves with the smell of sandalwood. It's a new and repeated day.

This time, however, he and andI not only did not send Yang Yi out, but also chatted with Yang Yi in front of the portrait of the former Emperor.

"I dreamt about the emperor, and about my mother and empress. She was smiling this time..."

Yang Yi looks up at the portrait of empress Rongxi. This painting is based on the image of empress Xianfei when she first entered the palace. Before she died, she was only wearing clothes that match the rank of empress Xianfei. This set of empress's clothes was temporarily added by the painter.

The color of pleats and the matching degree of Xianfei are not very high, because they don't see Xianfei dress up as a queen, but in Yang Yi's opinion, it's already very vivid.

"The empress and the former Emperor must be praying for the good weather and the emperor's health."

Yang Yi lies with his eyes open, and his heart is as calm as dead water.

In those years, the virtuous imperial concubine picked up the dagger on the ground with tears and smiles, and her eyes always fell on emperor Kangxian. But emperor Kangxian was looking at Tang Fei, and the coldness in her eyes made her despair.

"If I kill myself, will the emperor spare my family?"

The virtuous imperial concubine compares the dagger to the chest and grins uglier than crying. It's stupid to ask again at this time, but the virtuous imperial concubine still wants to fight for it.

"You can go in peace."

Emperor Kangxian finally said this promise in a low voice. The virtuous imperial concubine closed her eyes. The dagger in her hand forced her neck. The blood gushed out with the rotation of her body and spilled on the screen. It was gorgeous.

"Why did the emperor promise his wife?"

Tang Fei side head not to see virtuous imperial concubine die not close eyes appearance, to Kang Xiandi's promise is very puzzled.

"Oh, how long can I have?"?! Those aristocratic families will be your lifelong enemies. What do you want to do with them? "

Tang Fei is silent, and suddenly feels that his mother's concubine is very sad. She has loved this man for most of her life and is willing to believe this man until she dies. All her promises are just words.

"I'll write the imperial edict now. Let's polish it."

Kangxiandi didn't look at the lifeless virtuous concubine. Yu Guangli and Du Rui led him in and began to clean up in silence. Kangxiandi looked at Tang Fei standing in front of the desk, and sighed with regret.

I thought Qin Zhun could recognize his ancestors and make up for his regret for many years, but I didn't expect that the real regret was that the white haired people sent the black haired people.

"Zhunger's child, you should regard it as your brother."

Tang Fei's hand of grinding ink pauses. Hearing Kang Xiandi's words, Tang Fei knows that this is the last and most important requirement.

"My son, I will obey my father's will."

Tang Fei's attitude is respectful and respectful. The more time it comes to this, the more regular the rules do not leave a slightest handle. This great hall of nourishing mind is mostly eyeliner, Tang Fei will not eliminate all people, since thinking right and proper, then the appearance of this time is external.

The news of Kang Xiandi's death spread, and the whole dynasty was shocked. No one thought that the emperor, who was just tired, suddenly left. His royal highness, the fifth prince, with Kang Xiandi's secret order in his hand, entered the imperial city without a single soldier and became the new master of Da Zhou.

Before he ascended the throne, Emperor he'an put on the appearance of a filial son and regarded the empress as the Empress Dowager. According to the order of the former Emperor, the Xianfei who died was regarded as the empress Rongxi and buried with the former Emperor. Naturally, the Xianfei's mother's family came out to tell the story by relying on the identity of the new emperor's forefather.

He an Di knew that the death of the virtuous concubine would be criticized. He also thought that the virtuous concubine's mother's family would not give up, but he didn't expect that he would give the maternal family the illusion of bullying.

Facing the people of the forefather's family who are going to open the coffin for autopsy, he andI is standing in front of the coffin in white clothes, and his eyebrows and eyes are three points colder than the snow outside.

"Shouldn't the emperor give me an explanation?"

Xianfei's elder brother, his own uncle, now stands in front of the person and confronts with himself. He must open the coffin for autopsy.

"Is my uncle questioning the loyalty of my mother to my father?"

Although emperor he'an was born in October by a virtuous imperial concubine, he looks exactly like emperor Kangxian. At the moment, he talks as if the former Emperor was alive.

"I just want a truth. I don't believe that she will commit suicide and die!"

He and an Di look at his uncle with red eyes, and their lips are hooked. They are playing brothers and sisters here. They just want to make sure that they are guilty of being unfilial by something, so that they can't hold up their heads all their lives and control themselves.

"If I don't agree today, what should my uncle do?"

Emperor he an opened his mouth and gave a final warning. He thought that all the people in the hall would shrink back, but he didn't expect that emperor Kang Xian's forbearance had fattened these people's courage.

"The emperor is so secretive. Is it true that the emperor's throne is like a rumor that there is no way to come? If there is no ghost in the emperor's heart, why not open the coffin for autopsy? "

"That's it. Autopsy!"

Yang Yi stood looking at the indignant aristocratic family and swallowed his saliva nervously.

He an Di slowly retreated to one side and let out the coffin completely. His hand slowly raised. People were very glad to see that he had forced back the young emperor. They thought that they could see the real face of Xianfei's corpse to determine whether he was killed or not.

If it is true, his Highness the fifth prince will never be able to get rid of the charge of killing his mother, so that he can handle it easily.

Just as the people's hands were close to the coffin lid, he and andI's hands fell down and said in a relaxed tone.

"Those who are disrespectful to empress Rongxi will be killed without mercy."

As soon as I heard the words, I heard several sharp weapons cutting through the sky. The people closest to the door were shot in the back one after another, and the screams continued. So the unilateral slaughter began