Chapter 880 Prince Yin Jing
"Busy? Can't come?"
Nan Yan murmured these words, raised her head, and looked at them in a daze.
Seeing her eyes at this moment, Aunt Tongyun felt her heart ached.
Although she has given birth to a daughter, Nan Yan's eyes still look very pure, and sometimes even have the innocence of a girl, but at this moment, her eyes seem scarred.
It seemed as if, during this period of silent waiting, an invisible sword was stabbing her.
"Your Majesty..."
Aunt Tongyun wanted to say something to comfort her, but Nanyan had already raised her hand, waved it gently, and said, "It's okay, you can take the food away."
"My lady, you haven't had dinner yet."
"I can't eat."
"But--"
"Don't try to persuade me," Nan Yan smiled bitterly, trying to look relieved: "I really can't eat this time."
Seeing her say this, Aunt Tongyun knew that there was no way to persuade her, so she could only order Nianqiu and the others to remove the food.
"All of you go out, I want to be alone."
"yes."
Everyone quietly retreated and closed the door.
In the large and empty Yiku Palace, only Nan Yan was left sitting alone at the table, facing the solitary lamp on the table.
This was the first time she felt the coldness and loneliness of the palace.
And those who left the Yikun Palace all had frowns on their faces.
Nian Qiu walked behind Aunt Tongyun with a worried look on her face and whispered, "Aunt, is it true that the Emperor won't be coming tonight?"
"It seems so."
"Then where will the Emperor go? Will he really go to Feng Zhaoyi's place?"
“…”
Aunt Tongyun sighed: "Maybe."
Nian Qiu said softly, "Aunt, do you want me to go over there secretly and take a look?"
Aunt Tongyun turned to look at him, smiled bitterly and said, "What's the point of seeing it? If the emperor goes, he won't come; if he doesn't go, he still won't come, right?"
Hearing him say this, Nian Qiu felt as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart.
The two continued to walk out.
It was already completely dark, and since they were so far away from Yikun Palace, there seemed to be no light in sight. Nian Qiu said softly, "Aunt, is our queen going to fall out of favor?"
“……!”
Aunt Tongyun's heart trembled.
In fact, the honor and favor in the harem come and go quickly, and nothing lasts forever. They all understand this truth very well. However, seeing the emperor's favor for the imperial concubine a few days ago, they vaguely feel that this kind of feeling seems to be eternal.
But it turned out that they were all wrong.
Nothing can last forever.
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Nan Yan slept on the table all night.
The next morning, she was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door slamming and being pushed open. She raised her head and suddenly felt her neck sore, almost twisted.
"ah……"
She groaned in pain.
The person who rushed in from outside was none other than Ran Xiaoyu.
She took two steps at a time and walked over to Nan Yan and said, "My Lady, why did you sleep on the table all night?"
"I'm fine."
Nan Yan waved her hand to cover up and lowered her red eyes.
As soon as she saw her expression, Ran Xiaoyu understood everything and asked, "Your Highness waited for the Emperor like this all night last night, right?"
"I……"
Nan Yan was a little hesitant.
She knew how good Ran Xiaoyu was to her and couldn't bear to see her suffer any injustice. If she knew about this, she was afraid of how big a stir it would cause.
Then he shook his head lightly: "This, nothing."
“…”
"He is the emperor. Even if he really wants to favor Feng Zhaoyi, it is only natural."
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her with a complicated expression and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor didn't go to Feng Chaoyi's place last night."
"What?"
When Nan Yan heard this, she looked at her with wide eyes in surprise.
"You said the Emperor didn't go to Feng Zhaoyi's place last night."
"No."
"The Emperor was in the Imperial Study last night."
"Yeah?"
Nan Yan was a little stunned for a moment. She suddenly realized that Zhu Feng did not go to Feng Shu. She didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
Just as she frowned with a complicated expression, Xiaoyu continued, "Although the Emperor didn't go to Feng Zhaoyi's place yesterday, something big happened this morning."
"What's the big deal?"
"Ye Zheng told me," Ran Xiaoyu frowned and said, "Ye Zheng said that the emperor reviewed a memorial and allowed Ning Wang Zhu Xuan to serve as the Jingzhao Yin of Beiping."
"What?!"
Nan Yan couldn't believe her ears.
She held onto the edge of the table with both hands and stood up suddenly, but because she stood up too quickly, she felt dizzy and almost fell. Fortunately, Ran Xiaoyu reached out and supported her.
Nan Yan grabbed his arm with her backhand and said, "Xiao Yu, tell me again, what does the emperor want Prince Ning to be?"
Ran Xiaoyu said solemnly, "After the capital is moved, let Prince Ning serve as the Jingzhao Yin of Beiping."
“……!”
Nan Yan gasped.
Ran Xiaoyu looked at her suddenly pale face and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, Ye Zheng also seems very nervous, but I don't quite understand. No matter how powerful the Jingzhao Yin is, he doesn't have as much power as the current Duke, let alone the influence of a prince. Prince Ning is already a prince. Does being a Jingzhao Yin have such a big influence?"
Nan Yan took a deep breath and said, "Prince Ning is nothing; Jingzhao Yin is nothing either."
“…”
"But if Prince Ning is also the Jingzhao Yin, things will get serious."
“…”
"This is Prince Yin Jing."
"Prince Yin Jing?"
These four words were unfamiliar to Ran Xiaoyu. She frowned and asked, "What do they mean?"
Nan Yan said, "Since the founding of our Great Yan Dynasty, although it has only gone through three generations, a custom has been established: when deciding the successor to the dynasty, they will first confer the title of Prince, and then the Prince will serve as the Jingzhao Yin."
"What?"
"Emperor Gao's crown prince and grandson all took this path before."
“…”
"In fact, even before the Great Yan Dynasty, such an unwritten custom had been formed for thousands of years."
"So that's how it is," Ran Xiaoyu said, frowning, "Why is it Prince Ning?"
"Yes, why is it Prince Ning?"
Nan Yan's expression became more and more solemn.
Originally, Zhu Chengxuan was enthroned as the King of Wei. In addition, during the period when Zhu Feng was away from Jinling, he had been regulating the country as a prince. Although he did not hold the position of Jingzhao Yin, he had roughly such a status.
So the next step, his enthronement as crown prince, was almost a natural outcome.
Now suddenly a Prince Ning appeared and served as the Prefect of Jingzhao.
Prince Yin Jing...
How could this happen?
He had made it clear to Zhu Feng before, and he himself understood that making King Wei the heir was the best and most appropriate choice.
Why did Prince Ning show up at this time?
And Zhu Feng actually agreed.
Is he crazy?
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