"That tiny minister bravely said that he just called her, an outsider, just to see him perform the appearance of losing his wife and being miserable?
Su Kui pursed her lips. It was not easy to be unbridled in other people's spiritual hall. She said a few words that were not salty and plain according to Li Shen's meaning, and then she left.
Refused Li Shen's farewell, she stepped on the crunching snow alone, wrapped up and walked into the vast snow.
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the new year's Eve passed and ushered in the new year.
This year is destined to be an eventful autumn. As the old emperor grows old, many princes begin to take action gradually. For a while, the undercurrent surges on the court, and all factions watch and compete with each other.
Li Shen deserves to be the last winner. After the princess Shen left, he refused the old emperor's suggestion to renew his string. Wang Cheng is still treated as his own father-in-law. He often goes to his house.
He walked more frequently than Princess Shen.
Everyone knew each other well, but people died as if the lights were off. The Wang family had been acquiesced into the ship of Li Shen. Now ships are sailing to the surging sea. The sea is a piranha with huge mouth and poisonous teeth. There are countless ships colliding with each other around, trying to crash their ships.
In the middle of the journey, if you want to get off the ship again, it is equivalent to sending the Manchu people's lives to the knife.
If you don't succeed, you will succeed!
Up to now, there is no turning back. They are tightly bound with Li Shen. As a result, the family has become a top family. Defeat, a hundred years of basic business, disappeared in an instant.
So, everyone wants to fight. Even if there is a misty abyss in the front -
in March, Ningyuan suddenly goes very close to Li Shen, which also changes the wind direction of the whole court in a flash.
Li Shen, who was in a weak position, seemed to be the most promising son to inherit the throne.
-In April, the old emperor was finally defeated by the accumulated pain of long-term tiredness and lay in bed. But three days later, the only thing left was to breathe.
In May, when the old emperor knew that his time was coming, he summoned Ningyuan to his bed, held his hand, held back all the people, and asked Ningyuan, "Ningyuan's conduct has always been excellent, and he has a deep heart. Aiqing thought, who can inherit the throne and protect the people of Li from the invasion of the enemy?"
Ningyuan knelt down in front of the bed, took the thin skin and bone of his hand, which was as stiff and dry as the bark of a tree. His eyes were somehow sore. He knew that the old emperor was indeed no longer able, and what he wanted was not his own compliment.
Then, the hall of mind fell into silence.
Ningyuan was silent for a long time, then he slowly opened his lips and said, "report to the emperor. Weichen thought that his highness, Shen Wang, you should have this job!"
The old emperor's turbid and yellow eyes seemed to shine out in a flash. His fierce eyes fell on Ningyuan's face. He must have looked for a long time and slowly closed his drooping eyelids. "Ningaiqing, is that true?"
"Weichen"
"But it doesn't matter. There are only you and me here. No matter what you say, I will forgive you for your innocence!"
"I've been in the throne for 30 years, and I've seen a lot of blood. I'm willing to do whatever I can. You are the only one I can trust. Even my sons..." The old emperor gasped wearily, his chest heaved violently, and his chest made a sound like a bellows. Rather far to see that busy for him, a long time, he just eased over, waved, "well, well, don't mention it!"