After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

The old emperor leaned against the bedpost, his eyes were moist:

"When I was young, I was used to seeing the royal family quarreling and brothers killing each other. But what joy is there to be an emperor?

"For most of my life, I have lived in the intrigues of the palace walls, only those days when I went to Jinguan City, and only those days when I called Brother Mao Mao brothers, I really lived happily.

"My ah, I envy your father the most.

"May the next life never be born in the emperor's house!"

The palace is deep.

Nan Baoyi raised his head, and the old man sitting on the dragon couch stared quietly out of the window with his eyes open.

The red lacquered window with the pattern of Ruyi vase is only a small square.

Outside the window is the lofty autumn sky, with occasional birds passing by. In the palace with many palaces and high eaves, it is so free and unrestrained...

Nan Yan stood up slowly.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and tested the breath of the old emperor.

She took a few steps back abruptly, and murmured: "The emperor has passed away..."

Nan Baoyi knelt down on the ground without strength.

Nan Yan knew that Chu Huai was very powerful now, and the edict in her hand would only bring disaster to herself, so she carefully hid the edict in her belly pocket, then picked up her wide palace skirt, and ran out of the palace with red eyes: "Your Majesty Death—the emperor is dead——!”

The girl's voice was sharp.

Passing through layers of palaces and alleys of palaces, the whistling echoed repeatedly in the endlessly majestic palace city, but there was nothing sad about it.

The ancient bronze bell was struck suddenly, startling the flock of birds perched on the temple beams.

The bells are silent.

They have witnessed too many overlaps of imperial power.

...

Outside the palace, Prince Jing's Mansion.

When Xiao Yi rode his horse back, the steward of the palace hurriedly greeted him.

With an anxious face on his face, he recounted the matter of Prince Jing and his wife and the concubine Shizi being called into the palace: "Oh, I didn't realize at the time that there was something wrong with the prince entering the palace. After inquiring carefully, I found out that the emperor Relatives and relatives have been called into the palace! If there is something wrong with this..."

Xiao Yi played with winning money.

Chu Huaixiu ordered him to go to Yulouchun to pick him up. It turned out that the real intention was not Yulouchun, but to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and get Jing Wang and his wife and Nan Jiaojiao into the palace, so as to manipulate him...

Hanyanliang came on horseback.

She got off her horse and said, "Master, after you left, Chu Huaixiu returned to Yulouchun and asked Tianshu to find out about a woman. He said that if you are alive, you must see a person, and if you die, you must see a corpse."

"Investigate who?"

Han Yan paused for a moment before saying, "Dayong's first concubine, Wen Tong."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.

Could there be another story between Chu Huaixiu and his sister-in-law?

However, he was not a person who cared about gossip, and he ordered decisively: "Let Tianshu mobilize elites to secretly protect the safety of the West Building of Prince Jing's Mansion and the safety of the South Mansion of Jincheng Street."

"Here!"

Han Yanliang rode his horse to do it.

Xiao Yi threw the reins to Shi Ku,

Just about to go into the mansion to clean up, a gallop came galloping on a fast horse.

The imperial guard rolled off his horse and knelt down on the ground, distraught: "His Royal Highness, the emperor has passed away!"

When Xiao Yi entered the palace, countless civil and military officials had already knelt inside and outside the bedroom.

They lamented and wept loudly, like mourning a concubine.

Xiao Yi stepped into the inner hall expressionlessly.

The bright yellow curtain was rolled up high, and the emperor lay quietly on the dragon couch, without making a sound.

Chu Huaixiu and Chu Huaimei knelt beside the couch, calling out to their father in desperation, weeping till they burst into tears.

He lifted his robe, sat down on the armchair, and quietly enjoyed the performance of this group of people.

When the old emperor was alive, he didn't see how filial these two sons were, but when they died, he rushed to mourn, one after another with high-pitched voices, as if he was afraid that others would not know that they were filial sons.

Chu Huaimei cried hard, and a snot bubble appeared.

He hastily raised his sleeve to wipe it off, tidied up his appearance quietly, and continued to cry.

Amidst the overwhelming cries, Nan Jing stood up.

He said sadly: "A country cannot be without a king for a day, please ask the prince to be on the throne and preside over state affairs!"

The courtiers stopped crying immediately, and shouted with grief: "Please ascend the crown prince and preside over state affairs!"

Chu Huaixiu was wearing loose clothes, with a sad face: "Father is newly mourned, how can I be in the mood to inherit the throne? It's better to hit my head to death and go to the underworld to follow my father!"

After finishing speaking, we are about to hit the pillars!

The servant hurriedly grabbed him, knelt down left and right, crying desperately to persuade him.

The courtiers even scrambled to praise him, praising the prince for his pure filial piety.

Chu Huaixiu hesitated, and finally accepted the jade seal and dragon crown brought by the chief executive.

So the sorrow of crying and mourning in the hall immediately turned into the excitement of congratulating the new emperor on his enthronement.

Under the leadership of several officials, preparations for the national funeral also began in an orderly manner.

Xiao Yi has always been outside the officials.

Knocking on the table with his fingers, he squinted his Danfeng eyes, got up and went to the palace to look for Nan Baoyi.

As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, he bumped into Gu Chongshan standing with his hands behind his back.

The eunuch with red lips and white teeth nodded, "His Royal Highness."

"Where's Nan Jiaojiao?"

"Stay with other relatives of the emperor, Your Highness need not worry." Gu Chongshan played with the black sandalwood beads, "The new emperor's foundation is unstable, and he wants to use those relatives of the emperor to make the officials in the court obedient. As long as His Highness is obedient, he Naturally, I won't do anything to the Crown Princess."

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

He was about to go to the deep palace, but Gu Chongshan's voice chased after him: "If you go your own way and disobey the new emperor, I'm afraid the life of the concubine will be lost. Everyone's life is now in the hands of the new emperor, even the one I care about." Siblings were also manipulated by him."

Xiao Yi looked back.

Gu Chongshan's face was hidden in the shadows, and the curvature of his red lips was very cool.

Obviously, he was also very dissatisfied with Chu Huaixiu.

Xiao Yi smiled: "I would like to hear the details."

Gu Chongshan's expression became even colder.

Both Nan Yan and Nan's girl guessed wrong.

The reason why he helped Chu Huaixiu was not because he wanted to detoxify his younger brother.

It's because his younger brother's life is in the hands of Chu Huaixiu just like those relatives of the emperor. amazing.

He even investigated his identity clearly!

When Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan were discussing, Qionghua Palace.

The emperor passed away, and all the relatives and relatives in the palace couldn't sit still.

However, the imperial guards still firmly guarded the gate of the palace. Their food, drink, and sleep had to be settled in a few small palace rooms.

When did Princess Jing suffer this kind of grievance?

She stared at a plate of rotten vegetables, and suddenly dropped her chopsticks: "What exactly does Chu Huaixiu want to do?! We are all his elders!"

The crowd in the hall cursed angrily.

When they were throwing chopsticks one after another, someone carried the imperial decree and stepped into the threshold of the hall with a smile.

It's South View.

With playfulness in his eyes, he glanced at Nan Baoyi and Nan Yan, then slowly shook off the imperial edict and began to read the contents of the imperial edict himself.

Nan Baoyi's face turned pale.

The first emperor died, and the new emperor asked all the concubines in the harem to be buried for the first emperor.

Including South Rouge.

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