The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

Zhao Zixu's funeral was very grand.

Although he was in power for only four years, Zhao Zixu achieved a lot and can be regarded as a wise ruler.

On the day when Zhao Zixu's coffin was sent to the imperial mausoleum, in addition to the civil and military officials in the court, the common people saw him off for ten miles, and some even cried bitterly.

There was no way Ye Zelin wouldn't go and see his Majesty off.

Hua Fushu followed beside Ye Zelin, looking at the long funeral procession, feeling deeply moved and regretful for such an emperor who was so popular among the people but died young.

As October approached, the weather turned cold rapidly, and the first snow of this winter fell in the middle of the month.

The huge capital city was shrouded in white.

This snow fell exceptionally early. In previous years, it would not have snowed before November.

Ever since he sent the late emperor's coffin to the imperial mausoleum that day, Ye Zelin often stayed alone in one place, sometimes in the study, sometimes in the back room, and sometimes in Penglai Residence.

There was always a hint of sadness between his brows. He was taciturn and sometimes wouldn't speak for most of the day.

Hua Fushu knew that he was depressed because of the departure of the late emperor. She wanted to persuade Ye Zelin, but was afraid that she would accidentally mention the late emperor and make him even more sad, so she simply gave up trying to persuade him.

When Ye Zelin sat alone without saying anything, she would just stay by his side silently.

On this day, Si De brought great news.

"Sir, His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin is unwilling to ascend the throne and has been staying at the Prince of Qin's mansion. All the officials have gathered at the gate of the Prince of Qin's mansion, asking to see His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin. For three whole days, His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin has not come out to see you all."

"What?" Ye Zelin was surprised. "I'll go take a look."

As he said this, he was about to go out in a hurry. Hua Fushu stopped him, put on a cloak for him, and then let him go out.

In front of the Qin Palace.

Heavy snow was floating in the air. The ministers, wearing official uniforms of corresponding ranks and wrapped in thin cloaks, stood in the bitter cold wind.

As soon as Ye Zelin walked in, he saw an octogenarian wearing armor and leaning on a cane, "Master Rong, why are you here too?"

Master Rong said, "Your Majesty is unwilling to ascend the throne, so I can only come to the Qin Palace to ask for an audience with Your Majesty."

All the officials were like Lord Rong, but His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin remained indoors and refused to come out.

Ye Zelin glanced at the gate of the Prince of Qin's mansion, then looked at the Minister of Chancellery Lu Jin and said, "Mr. Minister of Chancellery, may I lend it to you for a while?"

The Minister of the Chancellery knew Ye Zelin's intention and cooperated with Ye Zelin, telling him that you can use it as you like.

Soon, there was a commotion outside the Prince of Qin's mansion, and all the officials shouted that the Shangshu Ling was no longer capable!

The Shangshu Ling suddenly fainted and a doctor is urgently needed!

Soon, amid the cries of the officials, the gate of the Prince of Qin's mansion opened from the inside, and a woman in plain clothes ran out in a hurry, "Daddy, father!"

As soon as Lu Tianyun came out, she saw her father standing safely in front of her. Only then did she realize that she had been deceived.

She looked back and saw Qin Youran at the gate, and all the officials and her father were looking at Qin Youran.

Ye Zelin lifted his robe, knelt on his knees, and said solemnly, "I have received great kindness from the late emperor. I am willing to be loyal to Your Highness and will never regret it until my death."

He folded his hands, placed them in front of his forehead, and then bowed his head respectfully. He said firmly, "Your Highness, I, Ye Zelin, beg you to ascend the throne as emperor."

Qin Youran stared at Ye Zelin, his lips slightly parted, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Shangshu Ling Lu Jin then knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Your Highness Lu Jin, I beg His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin to ascend the throne."

Yu Xuanji, the Minister of Justice, lifted up his purple official uniform and knelt on both knees. "Your Highness, Yu Xuanji, begs His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin to ascend the throne and obey the will of heaven."

"Your old minister, Duke Rong Huan, earnestly requests the King of Qin to ascend the throne in order to stabilize the political situation." The elderly Lord Rong said tremblingly, and slowly knelt down with his crutches.

"Your Highness Ye Yunlu, on behalf of the 300,000 soldiers in the western border, earnestly requests His Royal Highness the King of Qin to ascend the throne and abide by the late emperor's will." Ye Yunlu said in a loud voice.

"Minister of Rites Ling Weiliang requests that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin ascend the throne to stabilize the court." Ling Weiliang said earnestly.

"I, the Minister of Works, invite your Highness the Prince of Qin to take the throne."

"Your humble servant Bao Changzhou requests that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin obey the late emperor's will and ascend the throne as emperor."

"Old minister Zhou Zhifang..."

"Your servant Ji Yuan..."

"I thank Buyun..."

Civil and military officials knelt one after another. The gate of the Prince of Qin's mansion was crowded with people shouting in unison: "Your Highness, please obey the will of His Majesty and ascend the throne as emperor!"

The voice echoed throughout the Qin Palace. The faces of the civil and military officials were filled with anticipation. They hoped that His Royal Highness the Qin Prince would ascend the throne as soon as possible and stabilize the political situation.

Qin Youran stared at the scene in front of her, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

It seemed that no one had ever asked him whether he was willing to be the emperor.

……

On the fourth day of the eleventh month of the fourth year of the Kangding reign, Prince of Qin Zhao Yingyi officially ascended the throne in the Purple Palace and accepted the homage of civil and military officials.

On the same day, Zhao Yingyi posthumously conferred the title of Empress Dowager Duanrou on his mother, Consort Qin Shufei, and the title of Princess Huiyang on his sister, and appointed Consort Lu as the Empress.

Time flies, and the end of the year is approaching.

It snowed for a day and a night, and the palace was covered in white.

Empress Dowager Lu sent someone to bring Zhao Yingyi to the Cining Palace.

Because it was a period of national mourning, the palace was still deserted even though it was the end of the year.

"Greetings to Her Majesty." Qin Youran greeted the Queen Mother calmly.

Since the death of Zhao Zixu, Empress Dowager Lu was heartbroken. In just a few days, her hair turned gray prematurely, her temples were as white as frost, and she often looked listless. She looked as if she had aged by ten years.

Mrs. Lu held up a cup of hot tea and smiled slightly, with a hint of calculation in her eyes, "Zhao Yingyi, Zhao Yingyi, so many years have passed, why are you still so naive? Do you still think that I am the mastermind behind Concubine Shu's death?"

Qin Youran smiled and said, "Whether the Queen Mother is the mastermind or not, you know it very well, and I know it very well too."

Empress Dowager Lu gently blew away the hot steam above the teacup, took a sip, and then said, "I was not the mastermind behind Concubine Shu's incident."

To be precise, she was just an accomplice.

After saying this, Empress Dowager Lu slowly placed the cup in her hand on the coffee table, then raised her head and looked at Qin Youran with deep eyes.

She raised her lips slightly, forming an arc that was difficult to understand. "The real mastermind behind the murder of Concubine Shu was the late emperor - your biological father."

Qin Youran's expression changed drastically, his face full of astonishment. He simply couldn't believe what he heard!

How can it be?

How could it be his father?

The Queen Mother is extremely cunning, and she is also used to being a good person. How do we know that this is not just something the Queen Mother says to excuse herself?

Qin Youran naturally didn't believe the Queen Mother's words. "The Queen Mother must be too sad, so she is talking nonsense. How could my father do such a thing? It must be a lie you made up to clear your suspicion!"

The Queen Mother explained the facts with an indifferent look on her face. "The late emperor was hindered in implementing the new policy. He was afraid of the power of the noble and virtuous concubines' families. He had long wanted to depose the noble and virtuous concubines, but he could not find a suitable opportunity. It happened that Qin Xiuyi was pregnant with a dragon fetus. The noble and virtuous concubines became jealous of Qin Xiuyi. How could the late emperor miss this golden opportunity? So he hinted to me to instigate the noble and virtuous concubines. The noble and virtuous concubines had been childless for many years, so they naturally wanted to raise Qin Xiuyi's child, so they poisoned Qin Xiuyi's food. I guess the noble and virtuous concubines could not have thought that Qin Xiuyi would die on the day of giving birth."

The bloody truth was laid out right in front of Qin Youran.