Chapter 391 The Sickness Comes Like a Mountain
"Who could have thought that I would give birth to a stillborn baby?"
Although her tone was calm, anyone could hear the resentment hidden in it.
"So, you sent someone to bring Qingwu back?"
Xiao Qingwu had already burst into tears. Concubine Duan glanced at her and did not comment.
"How could it be such a coincidence? If you had gone to bring her back at that time, what would you have gotten?"
"I sent someone to bring her back before she was born."
After a long time, Xiao Siyuan found his voice again: "So, your original plan was that if she was born safely, this baby girl would be useless?" "
Of course, since I already have a princess, what else do I need her for?"
Xiao Qingwu sobbed and looked at her in disbelief.
"That's why I was indifferent when I found out about your affair."
Xiao Qingwu bit his lower lip tightly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the corner of his clothes.
Xiao Siyuan also frowned.
He thought they had hidden it very well, but why did he feel that the whole world knew about it after returning this time?
"Forget it, there's no point in saying this now. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. With you around, your father will definitely not have the heart to lock us up for life."
Xiao Siyuan had the same idea as Concubine Duan. He sighed and forced himself to calm down.
At this moment, there was a noise outside the courtyard.
Concubine Duan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she rushed out faster than Xiao Siyuan and Xiao Qingwu.
But soon, her steps stopped abruptly, and she even stepped back.
Her pupils trembled slightly, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying. Xiao Siyuan followed her line of sight and his face turned pale.
Several eunuchs came towards them, and the leader had several white silks in his hands.
Xiao Siyuan suddenly understood something.
From the very beginning, the emperor had no intention of sparing their lives.
The eunuchs approached step by step, and the three of them retreated step by step until their backs were against the wall.
"Hurry up, finish the job sooner, and go back to report earlier."
The eunuch shouted loudly, and the people behind him rushed up and pressed down the three of them.
It was useless to struggle. A heavy and cold touch came from behind. The feeling of being deprived of breath was very clear at this moment. The throat made a "crackling" sound under the strong pulling. They fell down one after another with convulsions.
After confirming that the person under them had no breath, the eunuchs gasped and let go.
After a while, the sound of the lock rang again.
...
The next morning, the emperor, who had always been diligent in governing the country and still insisted on his post even when he had a headache, was absent from the morning court due to a cold. The court
officials were all terrified. Seeing that the imperial physician kept going in and out, it wasn't long before even Jiang Zhiyu was invited into the palace and stayed in the palace all night. The ministers finally became agitated.
Those who were looking for spies were looking for spies, and those who were looking for information were looking for information.
For a while, there was an endless stream of people entering Xu's house. This continued
for several days.
Although the news they received was that the emperor had a slight cold and would be fine after a few days of rest, no one believed it.
Many ministers came to see him in person, and Jiang Zhiyu received them one by one outside the hall, exaggerating his words and using wormwood to drive away poison, which frightened the ministers.
When they saw the "weak" emperor lying on the dragon bed, their hearts were hanging.
"Don't worry, everyone. As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain falling. Your Majesty will recover in a few days."
Jiang Zhiyu comforted him.
The emperor on the bed coughed twice at the right time.
The ministers: "..."
They had seen this scene before.
The late emperor, who was addicted to elixirs in his early years, also said the same thing when he was dying.
The ministers all looked pale, as if they were sleepwalking, and walked away lightly.
When everyone had left, the emperor turned over and took out the storybook from under the dragon pillow. Fuping beside him also quickly placed the dessert in front of him.
The emperor ate the dessert, flipped through the storybook, and sighed.
This is life.
Eat and sleep every day, sleep and eat, read the storybook when you have nothing to do. If I dispel their doubts today, I can leave the palace tomorrow. The more
the emperor thought about it, the happier he felt.
Jiang Zhiyu was also very happy.
In order to perform these days, she couldn't leave the palace and could only stay in the bedroom. She was almost suffocated.
The emperor was seriously ill, so the prince was supposed to be in charge of the state. Xiao Lingyu had some suspicions about the emperor before, but after hearing Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts, all suspicions disappeared.
He asked with some interest: "Where do you usually go?"
Jiang Zhiyu ate dessert: "Vegetarian Zhai, Zuiyue Long, Qingfeng Pavilion, Xu Mansion." "
Zuiyue Long? Isn't that a place for fireworks?"
"What are you talking about? That's a serious place." Jiang Zhiyu glanced at him.
[Your son opened this place specifically to collect intelligence.]
Emperor: "!!!"
His son opened it? Which son?
Oh, I see, it must be Xiao Yanli.
Establishing a complete information channel is very useful.
Zuiyue Long has been built for decades, doesn't that mean that Xiao Yanli started planning when he was 7 years old?
He is just a 7-year-old child, can he really think so far ahead?
Jiang Zhiyu actually complained about this point in the original book. Even if children in ancient times matured precociously, they would not be so mature.
In the end, Jiang Zhiyu attributed this to the protagonist's halo.
[No matter how unreasonable it is, as long as it is done by the protagonist or happens to the protagonist, it is reasonable.]
Emperor: "..."
Since it was Xiao Yanli who opened the door, I had to go and see it no matter what.
...
In the Sixth Prince's Mansion, Xiao Yanli listened to the news and was still a little bit unbelievable.
"Is he really sick?"
"Your Highness, he is indeed sick, and he is very sick. Several ministers have seen it with their own eyes."
Xiao Yanli clicked his tongue lightly .
"Did he say anything?"
"No, he just sent a thousand households to deliver something to the East Palace overnight. Maybe tomorrow, the prince will be in charge of the country."
Xiao Yanli clicked his tongue again.
Then, as if he thought of something, he sneered: "I was almost fooled by them."
Xiao Lingyu is not his biological son. If he was really seriously ill, how could he be handed over to Xiao Lingyu?
Even if he didn't want to expose He Yanting's identity, he should have chosen between him and Xiao Chuji in the end.
How could it be handed over to an outsider?
Xiao Yanli, who felt that he had found a loophole, was in a good mood, and his tone was a little happy: "Prepare the car, I want to go to the palace and see my father in person."
On the other side, Xiao Chuji also got the news. Although he didn't know that Xiao Lingyu was not the emperor's biological son, he found out that Xiao Yanli was going to visit the emperor, so he naturally couldn't fall behind.
Although the emperor has given the power of supervision to the prince, there is no guarantee that he will change his mind at any time. If the emperor is coaxed by Xiao Yanli to give it to him, who can he go to for justice?