Chapter 122：

He Shaoting rushed all the way to the gate of the palace, but he felt a little ominous premonition in his heart.

When he arrived at the Longgan Palace, the housekeeper who was waiting at the gate of the palace early in the morning saw him appear, and hurriedly greeted him: "General He, you are finally here, hurry up, Your Majesty will see you!"

He didn't dare to ask carefully, and immediately followed the housekeeper to enter the hall, but found that Tang Songnian, Qiu Zhong and other court officials were kneeling in the hall. Zheng Guifei, Yao Fei, and other harem concubines whispered in a whisper. Slightly, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He turned around the large marble painting screen in the hall and saw Emperor Tianxi, who was pale and extremely weak on the bed, and the prince Zhao Yuanyou, who was holding his hand to kneel in front of the bed and wept.

"Sir, General He has arrived."

He Shaoting stepped forward in a few strides, and "plopped" on his knees on the ground, muttering: "Your Majesty, Chen Shaoting ..."

Emperor Tianxi turned his head hard, and said weakly, "Shao Ting, come here."

He Shaoting knelt forward to the bed, and he could see that Tianxi Emperor's face was weak and weak, and his whole heart seemed to be stabbed severely: "Your Majesty ..."

"Shao Ting, do you remember what you promised to do?" Emperor Tianxi grabbed his hand with his last strength and asked gaspingly.

"The minister remembers that the minister will always remember to regain the six states in northern Xinjiang, open up new territories, and raise my country to Qi Guowei." He snorted.

"Okay, you remember, I'm afraid I can't see that day ... but the Prince is still there, Da Qi is still there, I will be waiting under Jiuquan, waiting for your ambition to be raised That day. "Emperor Tianxi's breathing became increasingly rapid, and he looked hard at Zhao Yuanyou with tears in his face.

"Yuanyou, when that day comes, you must go to your spirit and tell him about it ..."

Zhao Yuanyou sobbed and nodded.

Emperor Tianxi's eyes began to fall apart, and his voice became lighter and lighter: "Song Nian, Qiu Zhong, Wei Liang ..."

"Mr. Tang, Ms. Qiu, Ms. Wei!" Immediately, there was a three-man Tang Songnian outside the screen.

Tang Songnian and others did not dare to delay, came in hastily and kneeled in front of the bed, seeing that the emperor on the bed was already in a state of suffocation, his breath was choking, and he silently called: "Your Majesty!"

"Several Ai Qing, I entrusted my prince to several, Wanger and so on dedicated to help the prince, just like helping the uncle in these years." Emperor Tianxi whispered softly.

"The ministers will not be disappointed by His Majesty's trust, and they will bow down to death, and then die!" The three men hurled to the ground and said at the same time.

"Okay, okay, okay ..." Emperor Tianxi showed a reassuring smile. For a moment, his eyes fluttered. For a moment, there seemed to be a light smoke coming from the door of the hall, the light smoke gradually spreading, a familiar gentleness. His face gazed at him with affection, and he blessed him with blessings, Dan Lip opened slightly, "Your Majesty ..."

There was a smile on his face, and he slowly reached out his hand toward the person: "Queen ..."

The crowd saw Emperor Tianxi suddenly reach out to the door, whispering something in his mouth, and then his arm suddenly fell.

"His Majesty!!"

"Father Emperor!"

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After He Shaoting left, Tang Yanyao tossed in bed and couldn't sleep anymore.

There is an urgent call in the palace in the middle of the night. Could it be that the emperor's condition has changed? To calculate, the Emperor Taizong of his last life also almost collapsed in this two years.

Her heart was quite unpleasant. She had never contacted Emperor Tianxi in her last life, and she only knew about him from history books, from all officials and people, and from Zhao Yuanyou's mouth. For her, Tianxi Emperor was a character in history books.

But this life is not the same. She has been in and out of the court since she was a child. From time to time, she will touch him and feel his gentle and loving side. Even the proud man of her old man had a kind of respect and surrender to this one on the dragon chair.

In fact, it is not only him, which one of the DPRK and Chinese ministers is not really subject to it? Tianxi dynasty monarchs and ministers are united in heart, so as to lay a solid foundation for the prosperity of Daqi.

I don't know how long it took, when the bell of 'Dang' came faintly, startled her, and to be carefully discerned, I found that the bell seemed to come from the direction of the imperial city, and my heart was suddenly tense. .

It was 'dang' again, she pulled a cloak on her body and hurried out.

Waiting for the waitress Lan Chun waiting outside the house quickly followed.

"What about Cao Sheng? Fan Guang? Let people go out and see if something happened?" Tang Yanyao said loudly, after a short time, Cao Sheng hurriedly rushed.

"Ma'am, Your Majesty ... crashed!"

Tang Yanyao fluttered.

it is as expected……

She bit her lip firmly, restrained the sadness in her heart, and calmly instructed to replace the red silk hanging in the house.

But in the blink of an eye, Manchu's celebrations were replaced by Yu Su.

The emperor died and the martial arts was martialized. He Shaoting, as the first general of the military commander, naturally guarded himself, in case there was an unlawful element taking the opportunity to disturb people.

During that time, he had no time to return to his home, only to send a message back, so Tang Yaoyao didn't have to worry about Yunyun.

Tang Yanyao could only wait patiently with anxiety.

Until the ceremony, the crown prince Zhao Yuanyou officially succeeded, renamed as Jingchang, and the first year of Jingchang. After the ceremony, Tang Yingyao finally waited for He Shaoting.

He Shaoting opened his hands, caught the newlywed wife who rushed at him, kissed her on his forehead, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'll leave you alone at home."

"I don't care, just rest assured, Dad? Did he go home?" Tang Yanyao looked up in his arms and asked.

"Rest assured, I personally sent my father back to the house before I came back." He Shaoting took her back to the house and told her what was happening these days and told her not so much.

Tang Yanyao listened patiently, unable to tell what it was like.

When the emperor Daxing returned to the burial of the emperor, time entered the first year of Jingchang. The young King Jingchang, Zhao Yuanyou, officially ordered the canon to match the queen Liang Yuyan as queen. .

In the past six months, both her husband and the old man in her family have been busy. It is not uncommon to see their silhouettes for several days, and Tang Yanyao gradually got used to it.

At this moment, she changed into the life suit of his wife under the wait of Lan Chun and others, and went to the palace to worship the new queen.

Looking at the fat-dressed self in the bronze mirror, she raised her lips slightly.

For the first time in two lives, she visited Queen Liang as her life wife! It feels strange, but it's pretty good.

Now she likes to hear others call her 'Mrs. He'. It doesn't get tired of listening to these three words. He Shao Ting held her in her arms at night, but she didn't do anything. , "Mrs." to bark, and also taught her joy.

Before that, she never thought that happiness was so simple.

Suddenly there was a pair of powerful arms around her waist, and she smiled slightly, letting her thick chest warm behind her.

The maid in the house didn't know when to retreat, He Shaoting quickly kissed her on the face, and smiled: "Bao Ya is dressed up more and more like a dignified and serious wife."

Tang Yanyao turned around in his arms and shouted: "Then you said that I was getting old in this clothes?"

He Shaoting laughed: "How could it be."

His wife looks good no matter what she wears, and the one in the crowd who can catch his sight all at once.

"Don't you say something nice and please me?" Tang Yanyao poked at his face dissatisfied.

Unless this man is drunk, or when the bedtime romance is strong, he never wants to hear a half-sweet word from his mouth.

He Shaoting looked at her with a smile, and while she was not prepared, she opened her mouth with the broken slender finger and rubbed it gently with her teeth.

The crispness from her fingertips shook her unsuspectingly, and her cheeks climbed up to Hongxia quietly.

She tapped a note on his chest, seeming sullen and happy: "Hate."

The young wife likes to talk right and wrong. He Shaoting laughed heartily, and the magnetic laughter heard Tang Yanyao's ears. She taught her ears to be itchy. "No more laughs, it will delay me when I enter the palace."

He Shaoting stopped the laughter, corrected the phoenix on the hairpin for her, took her hand across the threshold, and put her on the carriage entering the palace.

This is the first time she has entered the palace after her marriage, standing in Fengzao Palace, which has changed so much that she can't find the familiarity of the queen. I realized that everything belonging to the Tianxi Dynasty was slowly going away.

"Grandmother, mother!" Until she saw the smiling mother-in-law of Wang's wife not far away, her eyes flashed and she greeted her with her skirt.

Wang took her hand affectionately: "Why do you look so thin? But you can't eat well?"

Tang Yanyao laughed absurdly. Every time her grandmother saw her, she said she was thin and always worried that she didn't eat well in General's Mansion.

She was trying to coax her a few words, and Ruan's side interrupted her: "Go back and stand up, the queen mother will soon enter the temple."

Tang Yingyao responded, and quickly returned to her position to stand.

However, for a while, Liang Yuyan, dressed in a queen's ceremonial costume, held her hand slowly, holding the throne in the middle of the center, sitting down with a dignified and decent smile, and receiving the courtesy of the wife of the palace.

She slowly opened her lips to avoid rudeness, and looked at those aging women of different ages, or white hair, or red eyes, looking up, and her eyes fell on the young face in the front row on the right.

The smile on her face was stiff for a moment. When she thought of the two paintings that Zhao Yuanyou didn't forget to bring into the palace, her lips were squinted, her eyes were a bit complicated, and she soon glanced to conceal the past.

Tang Yanyao was always sensitive in her thoughts. Naturally, she noticed the momentary queen of Empress Liang's face when she looked at her, her eyebrows froze, her heart was very puzzled.