Chapter 467: What if... the queen was his biological mother

Wujiazhai.

At the moment Xiaoxuetuan disappeared into this world, the man lying on the bed moved his fingers, and then unconsciously opened his eyes.

He looked at the familiar and unfamiliar furnishings in the house, and was a little dazed for a while.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and Yun Shu suddenly saw Ye Xiu sitting up, and the basin in his hand fell to the ground,

She didn't care, she stared blankly at Ye Xiu's eyes, and even thought she was hallucinating.

The moment Yexiu saw Yun Shu, surprise flashed across his intact eye, and after realizing that this was not a dream, he hurriedly reached for the mask on the table.

Yun Shu finally came back to her senses, rushed to the bed and grabbed his wrist, she held it so hard, as if trying to determine something? It also seems to want to carve the other party into the flesh and blood.

Yexiu just let her move meekly. Seeing Yun Shu staring at his face, he instinctively turned his face away, and said hoarsely, "Princess, don't look...it's not good-looking!"

Yun Shu's eyes were sore, she turned his face gently, and smiled slightly: "Who said, my Axiu is the number one warrior in Gaochang, so he is naturally good-looking."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and wrapped his arms around the man's waist. Afraid that she would fall, Ye Xiu skillfully lowered his body so that she could lean more comfortably.

Yun Shu said softly: "When you recover from your injury, we will get married, okay?"

If there were no such accidents, they would get married at the age of sixteen and stay together for the rest of their lives. Now the heavens are merciful, let the two meet again, she will not miss it again.

Yexiu felt the hotness soaked in her chest, raised her hand like she did when she was a child, and gently rubbed the top of her hair: "Okay."

The two are childhood sweethearts. He knew from a very young age that the princess would marry him when she grew up, and he wanted to protect the princess for the rest of her life. He was never willing to refuse the request made by the princess, let alone such a request.

…

Shen Mingjiao and the others returned to Wu's Village, and after a good night's rest, they packed up their luggage, bid farewell to Xiuxiu and the others in Wu's Village, and hurriedly embarked on the journey back to Beijing.

On the way, Feng Lisheng passed by Ming who was running ahead on his horse, and thanked him softly: "It's been hard work for Master Ming to travel around with us these days."

Ming tightened his grip on the horse's belly indifferently: "It's easy to say, if we run the world, the one who pays is the uncle."

Feng Lisheng hummed without any emotion, and asked casually, "I don't know what the master of Ming Pavilion has next?"

Glanced at him: "Of course I will continue to follow you, I will do my best along the way. You are a majestic prince, you won't be so stingy, and don't even invite a decent meal!"

After finishing speaking, ignore him, raised the whip and ran away.

Feng Lisheng withdrew his gaze lightly, his complexion not very good.

…

The capital.

All the Yamen officials felt that the court this year was not going well. First of all, His Majesty fell ill at the beginning of the year, and after several months of recovery, he suddenly said that he wanted to go to the West Court Palace to recuperate for a while. Many sensitive courtiers have already sensed something unusual, and the court may change in the future.

Those who are wise and protect their lives are naturally low-key and low-key, but there are also many people with floating thoughts.

Eastern Palace looks no different from ordinary, the prince still insists on entering the palace every day to pay respects to the emperor, the name of filial son is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

However, if you pay attention, you will find that the guards inside the East Palace have been strengthened several times, and many new faces come and go in and out of the study room in the front yard all day long.

The great **** Wu Ming held the tea and pushed open the door of the study. The prince sat behind the desk with a tired face, but the expression in his eyes became more and more serious day by day.

Wu Mingchang sighed, and gently placed the teacup by the prince's hand: "Master, take a rest! You haven't closed your eyes for several days."

The crown prince took a sip of the strong tea, and his mind improved a lot. Hearing Wu Ming's words, he mocked lightly: "Now is the critical moment, success or failure depends on one move, how dare I rest!"

Wu Ming didn't try to persuade him any more. Since the prince received the news that Feng Lisheng was still alive and was about to return to Beijing a few days ago, he, who has always been restrained, threw things in the study all afternoon.

Afterwards, many people were secretly summoned, and the lights in the study were kept on almost all night. Wu Ming knew what he was going to do? After so many years of dormancy, the master finally embarked on this path.

A black-clothed shadow guard appeared silently. The prince put down the teacup and slightly raised his eyes: "Where is Feng Lisheng now?"

"I have left Yuecheng. According to the speed of Su Wang and others, I can reach the capital in about half a month."

The prince tapped the tea bowl with the tea lid, his eyes drooping in thought. The staff at the side suggested: "Why don't I find someone on the way..." He made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The prince glanced at him and asked him: "Do you know why the news of Feng Lisheng's life was sent back to the East Palace at the first time? Is it because the subordinates are cautious, or because Feng Lisheng is too careless? Neither, it was because he deliberately revealed it to the East Palace. Lonely, why do you say?"

He sneered and said: "Naturally, he wants to force us to confuse ourselves and force Gu to take the initiative to raise the flag of rebellion. At that time, Feng Lisheng will bring someone back to rehabilitate him, and he will be able to get rid of Gu in a legitimate way.

Ah! It's really a no-brainer! "

He has already missed once, and if he wants to have Feng Lisheng murdered again, he is throwing himself into a trap.

The aides are silent, he can be the confidant of the prince, he can naturally understand this, but he has come to this point, if they don't rebel, they have to rebel, this is a conspiracy!

…

The next day, the prince entered the palace as usual. Since Da Jing and the emperor recovered from their illnesses, he insisted on moving to the West Court regardless of the minister's persuasion.

His Majesty's illness was indeed cured, but that day he suddenly fell for some unknown reason and suffered a stroke.

The crown prince concealed the news from the outside world, saying that the border has just been stabilized, if the news of His Majesty's stroke comes out at this time, it will surely shake the hearts of the people and quietly move him to the west courtyard.

As soon as the prince entered the main hall, he saw the empress walking out with a haggard face holding a basin. The prince hurried forward to take the basin with one hand, and lightly supported the queen's arm with the other: "These things should be done by the subordinates, why do you bother so much, queen mother!"

The queen was supported by him to sit on the chair, and sighed wearily: "It's okay, I'm more at ease when I'm busy, and besides, your father's sudden behavior... Hey! I'm really worried about leaving it to others."

After finishing speaking, he took a handkerchief and pressed his forehead, sighed and said: "You said that your majesty has always been in good health, why is it so good!"

The crown prince also lowered his head sadly: "Father is just too tired, maybe you can slowly get better by lying on the bed for a few months."

The queen has heard too many similar words in the past few days, she waved her hand and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, didn't you say that Xiao Shiliu has news, when will he come back? And your uncle, I A few days ago, someone delivered the letter, and such a big event happened, and they are not here, so I feel really uneasy!"

Obviously, compared to him, the crown prince, at this time, the queen believes that Feng Lisheng, who has made great achievements in battle, can calm down the current situation.

The prince lowered his eyes, and his tone was as gentle as ever: "Empress mother, don't worry, I just received the news that the little emperor uncle has left Yuecheng and will return to Beijing in half a month. As for uncle... I don't know."

The queen took a sip of strong tea: "Forget it, your uncle has been suffering all these years. He could have spent his whole life idle, but what happened to your cousin, and your aunt...he has been looking for that child for so many years, and he doesn't know what's going on." It's time!"

The crown prince comforted a few words casually, thinking ironically in his heart that he might disappoint his mother!

Two months ago, the shadow guard had already found Xing Qi's body in the outskirts of the city, and Wei Che's lifelong search would be fruitless.

"Mother and son" chatted a few more words, the queen waved him to do his own work, and was supported by the maid to the apse.

The prince stood there and stared at the back of her leaving, the gentle and harmless pretense faded away, and his eyes were very complicated.

Half a month later, the only family member who was sincere to him will disappear.

How wonderful it would be if... the queen was his biological mother!

…

The crown prince walked into the inner hall, the **** Li Gonggong bowed respectfully to salute, then exchanged glances with him, waved all the servants in the room to go down, and then stood guard at the door.

Wait for the idlers to leave, the prince no longer needs to pretend, he dragged the chair beside him and sat down, looking at the man lying on the dragon couch with wide-eyed eyes indifferently:

"Surprised, aren't you? I thought I should have guessed it with my father's wisdom! That's right, Li Decai has always been my servant. Thanks to him, my son can take care of my father's dragon body smoothly."

The words meant something, and Jing and Di, who were lying on the bed, stared fiercely. He wanted to speak, but there was a low hoarse hehe sound from his throat, like a dilapidated bellows. The mouth is crooked, leaving saliva physiologically. How can there be any majestic and calm emperor in the past?

The crown prince took the handkerchief and wiped it off casually for him in disgust, and sighed softly: "Why can't my father just keep pretending to be stupid?"

The prince never dared to underestimate his honest and easy-going father.

Jing and Di may not have known about it at first, but as his throat disease has not healed and the southwest border is unstable, until Feng Lisheng has an accident, it is impossible for Jing and Di to be unaware, but he chose to stay still.

The prince knew that he was planning to use his tricks to force out the people behind him little by little.

After getting what he wanted, he directly used poison to cause a stroke. Before he completely takes power, Jing and Di can't die!

Jing and Di are in their prime, if they die suddenly, what will the caring people think? With Feng Lisheng not around, those fan kings will not live in peace! At that time, Daxia will definitely be in chaos for a while, he has enough to deal with Feng Lisheng, and he really doesn't want to cause trouble for himself!

And he always likes to stay behind when doing things. If he loses in the end, Jing and Di can be his bargaining chips to get out.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he walked out of the main hall and returned to the East Palace slowly as usual. When some officials met on the road, they all praised the prince in their hearts for his filial piety.

Prince returned to the East Palace study, and handed the letter written in advance to the shadow guard: "Send it to Xianyang County as soon as possible, and tell Mr. Qin that you can start to act."

The staff at the side felt that something was wrong, and carefully persuaded: "Master, there are nearly 50,000 soldiers and horses. We have spent countless years of manpower and material resources to train them. Are we really going to waste them like this?"

The prince held the paperweight's hand for a while, and said in a low voice: "As long as Feng Lisheng can be eliminated, no matter how much it costs, it will be worth it."

If he hadn't been forced to this point, he wouldn't be willing to use the hard-working elite soldiers as cannon fodder.

"Feng Lisheng returned to Beijing this time, and he must bring the Southwest Army with him. No matter how many killers he sends, it will be useless. So since you can't kill him, let the world kill him."

His plan is very simple, let the 50,000 private soldiers raised in Qin Dynasty pretend to be the Northwest Army,

Feng Lisheng is in charge of most of the soldiers and horses of Daxia. Especially the Northwest. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. The Northwest Army has nearly 200,000 troops. It is impossible for everyone among these people to be loyal to Feng Lisheng. He bought several high-ranking generals.

Let them take the 50,000 soldiers and horses to attack the imperial court in the name of Feng Lisheng, and they must be ahead of Feng Lisheng and others on their way to Beijing. The methods must be cruel, or directly massacre the city.

As the saying goes, until the whip hits you, you will never know how much it hurts. No matter how powerful the rumors about Feng Lisheng were, people would only listen to them as stories, at most they would express a few words of emotion. But if the city is brutally massacred directly, can the court of the world still sit still?

At that time, Feng Lisheng will pass by with a large number of soldiers, which means he has been convicted of the crime. At that time, no matter what Feng Lisheng says, the world will no longer believe it.

At that time, he can justifiably arrest Feng Lisheng in the name of the court.

Although many people will die, he doesn't care anymore.

Knowing that he had made up his mind, the staff pursed their lips, and couldn't help asking the doubts in their hearts:

"Master, why is he so persistent in getting rid of King Su? I take the liberty to say that you are the only prince of the current emperor and empress. Even if you have done some wrong things, you are a legitimate prince. And King Su has a foreign blood. Doomed You can't inherit the great rule. Even if you are in power now, King Su has no reason to pull you down after returning to Beijing."

Although the prince didn't say anything, he could roughly guess that the death of the prince must have something to do with his master. He thought the prince was afraid that King Su would tell the story after he returned to Beijing.

But the road to the emperor has always been accompanied by the blade. From ancient times to the present, there are few emperors who have not been stained with the blood of their brothers and relatives before taking office, such as the current emperor. Everyone knows this kind of thing.

The former prince has been dead for nearly seven years. As long as the master becomes the emperor, even if this matter is revealed, as long as he himself denies it, it will only be discussed a few words.

He really didn't understand what the master was afraid of?

Wu Ming, who was standing silently in the corner, sighed in his heart. If it's just like this, of course it's nothing? But the prince is not of royal blood at all!