The reborn sycophant

Chapter 124

As soon as she mentioned her sister, the emperor's face was not as calm as before. He slowly rolled his half-protruded eyes and said with difficulty: "Yes, of course I can't be regarded as innocent. I killed my beloved. Woman, after that, she appeared in my dreams every night, and I could only obtain temporary peace by being kind to her sister."

"I'm also a murderer, you treat me well, aren't you afraid that my sister Zaizhiling will hate you even more?"

"No, you don't know your sister's feelings for you. She was cruel enough to blackmail me with her infant daughter for you, and that's why I killed her by mistake... Do you think she will hate you? Haha ,Xiao Xiao, you still don’t understand your sister, the one who understands her best is me, me!”

Zhao Yu laughed maniacally, but the laugh was cut off by a violent cough.

Concubine Wan Gui kept shaking her head: "No, no, that's not the case. I'm sorry for my sister, I'm sorry for her."

She raised Ji'er so wholeheartedly afterwards, but it was just for atonement.

"Of course you're sorry for her, but she never blamed you. Do you know how much she likes you as a younger sister? She even threatened me with Ji'er, asking me to let you out of the palace, ha, my daughter, my little sister The youngest daughter was almost thrown to death in front of me by her! I hate it! I really hated her at the time, but then I regretted it, what did I do..."

At the moment when Zhao Yu arrived, his mind was not quite sober, he kept talking about his mistakes, Concubine Wan Gui was listening, and a storm arose in her heart, she finally understood the cause and effect of what happened back then, her heart was extremely painful, He also laughed: "It's your fault. If you don't trick me into entering the palace, there will be no future. Zhao Yu, you can't clean yourself, so you regret it for so many years."

Her accusation made Zhao Yu stop questioning himself. He forced himself to sit up from the bed and looked at Concubine Wan Gui coldly: "I am Lord Qianyang! I am the emperor of Daqi! I was born with three palaces and six palaces. The power of the court! I just fell in love with a pair of sisters at the same time, is that wrong? I brought you back, weren’t you happy then? Have I ever treated you badly? But your sister, your sister!”

His voice was too loud, and all of it reached the ears of Wei Chuyan who was standing outside the door, making Wei Chuyan twitch his lips in disdain.

It is clear that the emperor himself is too lewd and lustful.She is a top grade, not like this, and Zhao Ji was an emperor in her previous life, but even though she had Sangong and Liuyuan, she treated her wholeheartedly in private.

It's just an excuse.

Concubine Wan Gui looked at Zhao Yu's unrepentant look in the room, lost the idea of ​​arguing with him, smiled coldly, and wanted to leave.

But Zhao Yu stopped her from behind: "After I die, you can bury me with me."

Concubine Wan Gui was angry: "I will never be buried with you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to. In the past year, oh, after you woke up from your serious injury, have you ever felt chest tightness?"

Concubine Wan Gui trembled, and looked at him in disbelief: "You poisoned me?"

Zhao Yu laughed suspiciously: "I just know? It's too late. The poison is already in your bones. Even if you don't bury me with you, you won't live for a year. Now that you promise to bury me with me, I will immediately call the ministers to They will promulgate the edict to pass the throne to Ji'er, if you don't agree, I will not write the edict, and you will not live long."

Wei Chuyan heard everything from outside the door, she clenched her fists tightly, unexpectedly the most worrying thing still happened.

She thought that by helping Zhao Ji to guard the imperial concubine well in this life, the imperial concubine would not die unexpectedly, but she did not expect that the imperial concubine died of rape.

It is said that the emperor's mind is deep, but Zhao Yu's heart is so dark that he poisoned the imperial concubine early in order to let the imperial concubine be buried with him, which is really chilling.

Thinking of the poison on the imperial concubine, Wei Chuyan didn't listen any longer, and immediately went to find Zhao Ji.

"Do you think that Ji'er would not be able to ascend the throne without that edict? Zhao Yu, listen, since you want me to be buried with you, I will never let you go. Even if I don't live for a few days, I will never let you die I will compromise to be buried with you. As long as you don’t fulfill your wish, I will die, and I will be happy.” The noble concubine said resolutely, and left the dormitory filled with death. Behind her, Zhao Yu’s crazy laughter seemed to be still Chasing her made her uneasy.

"Royal father! Is there an antidote to the poison of concubine mother?"

Zhao Ji, who was secretly monitoring the affairs of the court, heard the news and rushed back to the emperor's palace. She grew up in the favor of her father and mother. She never thought that one day, her father would treat her mother and concubine Poison.

How crazy!

On the way, it has been reported that the imperial physician has been to the imperial concubine to diagnose and treat the imperial concubine, but the imperial hospital has not found any poisoning of the imperial concubine in the past year, Zhao Ji does not believe that they can save the imperial concubine.Thinking of the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell, Zhao Ji knelt in front of Zhao Yu's bed, begging him loudly, hoping to find the antidote, but His Majesty the Emperor who had regained his composure just lay on the bed, unblinking. Looking at her, it was like looking at a precious treasure.

He is about to die, but he has so many heirs still in this world, the best one of them is Eleven, who is about to inherit his throne and be the new emperor of Da Qi. In the future, she will do everything for him. He continues the dynasty.

She has half of his blood on her body, and the other half belongs to the woman he loves the most in this life, so he loves everything about her. Although he used to have doubts and wavering about whether Ji'er should be the crown prince, but the relationship between people When he was about to die, he was suddenly very lucky, because he did not do anything wrong in the end.

"Father, mother and concubine are still so young, you can't be so selfish!"

Zhao Ji knelt down, tears streaming down his face.She was afraid, she knew that her father could do it, she couldn't watch her mother and concubine die.

Zhao Yu was unmoved at all, he turned his head to look at the window, it was dark, it was really dark, it seemed that the window was open, but why is it still so dark?

"Ji'er, have you heard of Queen Mother Yan?"

Zhao Ji wiped away tears and nodded: "It's Grandma Zu."

"Yeah, it's your grandma, it's my grandma. When I ascended the throne, she was still alive, with an old bone, and controlled the government for 15 years. I was the puppet emperor under her hand for fifteen years. You Do you know what it's like?"

Zhao Ji's heart moved, and he couldn't believe it: "So you want to do this to the queen mother?"

"You also said that your mother and concubine are still so young. I can kill your grandma, but you may not be able to kill your mother and concubine. She has wrists inside and prosperous relatives outside. When you ascend the throne, she will become a After the empress dowager, do the courtiers of Daqi listen to the young emperor or the wise empress dowager?" Zhao Yu coughed lightly, and Zhao Ji went up to give him a sigh of relief, and he grabbed his daughter's hand firmly. Zhao Ji's skinny hands hurt for a while, but she stared at the light in her father's eyes in a daze.

"You want to say that your mother and concubine won't do this? But Ji'er, when you sit on the throne, when you have tasted the taste of being above tens of thousands of people, you will know that some things are addictive. Can you guarantee that your mother and concubine will not get lost? Also, you must always remember that she is not your biological mother."

The last sentence is to punish the heart, Zhao Yu knows in his heart that although Xiao Xiao is not Ji'er's biological mother, she will only love Ji'er more than the Ji'er's biological mother who threatened his own child, but he knows, and also He will not tell Zhao Ji, because he really believes in his own judgment. The heir he chooses cannot be like him, who has been constrained in his best years and be a puppet emperor.

Zhao Ji was greatly shocked: "But these years, my mother and concubine have treated me so sincerely and raised me with all my heart, why do you slander her like this, Father?"

"Good boy. Father knows that you are sincere, but you will thank me in the future. The ancestors and ancestors of the Qi Dynasty will also agree with me. You said that your mother and concubine will not monopolize power. What about your uncle? When your mother and concubine If you become the empress dowager, your uncle's family will be extremely prosperous, do you really want a relative with a strong wrist?"

No matter how Zhao Ji persuaded him, Zhao Yu refused to let the imperial concubine go. He even said frankly: "Besides, there is no antidote for that kind of thing. You know I can find this kind of thing, so don't waste your efforts, even if you The so-called antidote can't be found even if we use the power of the whole country."

Zhao Ji felt great grief in his heart, and couldn't help shaking his head: "No, father, you lied to me. I heard that as long as it is a slow-killing drug, it can actually be cured. I don't believe it, please let mother concubine go, I, I Let her leave the palace with feigned death, so that nothing you worry about will happen."

Zhao Yu followed her and shook her head: "If I say no, then there is no. If you don't believe me, when you have authority, just go find it."

Because of his words, Zhao Ji finally believed half of them. She knelt on the ground with a pale face.The emperor still had something to say, he held Zhao Ji's hand tightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength: "Wei Chuyan, I can't keep it. I, I know that there is something wrong between you and Wei Chuyan. Unclean relationship, I originally thought that if you like it, it’s up to you. But, ahem, Wei Chuyan is not easy to control, you, be careful not to raise a dog, but you will be bitten instead.”

He hated that if Wei Chuyan hadn't come for a while at the end, his eldest son, second daughter, and Xiao Qi would all go out to be kings at this moment, and now that he was about to die, the sinner would be a sinner forever.

He also hated himself. He put a wolf in the position of the Northern Army commander to help Zhao Ji, but he didn't expect this wolf to be so vicious.

Thinking about regret, Zhao Yu couldn't help it, and vomited blood again. Holding on, he pulled out a soft object from under the pillow, trembling, and handed it to Zhao Ji. Before he could explain anything else, he fell into a coma again.

Zhao Ji unfolded it and saw that it was an imperial edict.

Earlier Zhao Yu lied to the imperial concubine that if the imperial concubine was not buried with her, he would not write the imperial edict, but in fact, he had already written it.

Zhao Ji lowered his head, with teardrops still hanging on his eyelashes, he called out to the imperial physician like a wandering soul, and the imperial physician trotted in carrying the medicine box. After a short examination, his expression suddenly changed: "Your Majesty is afraid... Your Highness has already made preparations."

Zhao Ji nodded dumbly, and after two hours, all the doctors rescued inside came out, knelt down and cried, Zhao Ji knew that this moment had finally come.

She also knelt down and kowtowed three times towards the emperor's bedroom.

In June of the 23rd year of Jinghan, the emperor died in bed.During his 36-year reign, he emphasized civility over military affairs, ordered warehouses to be full, and observed etiquette, so he was given the posthumous title of "Wen", and later generations called him "Qi Wendi".

In July of the same year, Zhao Ji, the Eleventh Royal Highness of the Empress Dowager, took the throne, mourned for three years, and gave amnesty to the world.

The new cloud has arrived. For Daqi, a new chapter full of iron and blood, sweat and honor has begun.

The author has something to say: Noble concubine has her way, you don't want her to die.

Mi Liang is going bald again.