Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

After hearing the news of Wan Jin's victory, Emperor Yin De was in a good mood recently, and now he was looking forward to Shangguan Xiaolin and Shi Xu returning to Beijing as soon as possible.

In early July, the eighth prince Shen Chenghui suddenly caught a cold for some unknown reason and his body was burning hot.

When Emperor Yinde arrived at Yongning Palace, the eighth prince reluctantly woke up, still a little conscious, and called softly, "Father."

"Chenghui, just lie down." Emperor Yinde sat beside the bed and touched Chenghui's forehead, which was not so hot. "Have you taken any medicine?"

Chenghui nodded, "But those decoctions are too bitter."

Seeing the little guy pouting his little mouth, Emperor Yin De didn't blame him too much and said, "Good medicine is bitter, so your illness can be cured quickly."

"What did the imperial doctor say?" Emperor Yinde asked Wu Chongyuan who was standing aside.

Wu Chongyuan hurriedly replied, "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor said it was just a cold and sweating, and it would be fine. I saw Chenghui's body burning uncomfortably, so I panicked and alerted Your Majesty."

Emperor Yinde looked at Wu Chongyuan, and what she said was true. Generally, princes and princesses would seek help from Queen Su Qingyao when they were sick. What Wu Chongyuan did today was indeed a bit arrogant.

"It doesn't matter." Emperor Yinde said lightly. He liked Chenghui very much, but he no longer valued him.

As a prince who can share his worries, Chengjue is enough for him.

As for the other princes, I hope they can be well and not have any bad thoughts.

"Send an imperial doctor to guard it tonight and don't let it burn again." Emperor Yinde ordered.

Wu Chongyuan agreed.

Li Fuhai has been standing at the door, not knowing whether he should go in or not.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Your Majesty should rest in the Queen's Palace.

During the years when Su Qingyao was the queen, it had always been like this. Her Majesty would definitely go to the Queen's Palace on the first and fifteenth day of every month, and there must be quite a few people going there on other days.

Li Fuhai was naturally facing Queen Su Qingyao, but at this time, he didn't know whether he should go in and urge His Majesty.

I could only pace back and forth at the entrance of the temple with a whisk in hand.

Emperor Yinde naturally noticed Li Fuhai's actions and handed the small white jade bowl in his hand to Wu Chongyuan, "Take good care of Chenghui. I will come to see him tomorrow."

After saying that, he strode directly out of Yongning Palace.

"Concubine, I'm so sleepy." Chenghui said and pulled up the quilt himself.

Wu Chongyuan went over and patted Chenghui's body, "If you feel sleepy, go to sleep. When you wake up, my mother will personally make you some snacks."

Wu Chongyuan said, Chenghui had already closed his eyes, "I want my father, my father."

After Chenghui fell asleep, Wu Chongyuan came out of the side hall.

"He is a bastard after all." Wu Chongyuan sighed, Chenghui was so ill, she knew very well where his majesty had gone.

Over the years since she entered the palace, she has been serving His Majesty diligently and raising Chenghui attentively, but she still got this result.

"Empress, Your Majesty still loves His Highness the Eighth Prince very much. Didn't you rush here as soon as you heard that His Highness the Eighth Prince was sick? Don't think too much about it." The palace maid Xiaocui advised from the side.

"Not to mention whether these are true, even if they are true, a prince can only get His Majesty's love, not respect, so what's the use? You said that among these princes, His Majesty's most loved and valued one is me. Gong's son?" Wu Chongyuan sneered, not sure whether he was laughing at others or himself.

Now that Your Majesty has established a prince, can he still value her son?

"My dear, don't think too much, the days are long." Xiao Cui slowly advised, seeing her master sad, she felt uncomfortable.

Didn’t the master just enter the palace a few years late? Are you going to be inferior to others?

"Who knows what the future will bring. I just hope that Chenghui will not live such an inferior life in the future." Wu Chongyuan said, this is her biggest expectation for her son.

Wu Chongyuan sat on the corridor outside Yongning Palace, looking at the square palace walls, as if there was really no way out here.

"Mother, the eldest young master has sent news that Mr. Cai from the Ministry of War has been uneasy recently, and it seems that he has something to do with the Qiao family." Xiao Cui whispered in Wu Chongyuan's ear.

After all, Wu Chongyuan has a prince under her knees. Wu Chongyuan's brother has been helping to keep an eye on the affairs of the previous dynasty.

Although Chenghui is still young, His Majesty's other princes are already quite old.

Wu Chongyuan is now nurturing her son while keeping an eye on the movements of the previous dynasty.

Hearing this, Wu Chongyuan narrowed her eyes. These princes were gradually getting older, and there was no peace in the court for a moment.

"Don't worry about it, just let them fight. The harder they fight, the better it will be for my son."

Wu Chongyuan knew that her son was still young, so she and her brother helped him.

Otherwise, no matter which prince takes the throne in the future, both of them will have no way to survive.

Therefore, we can only give it a try.

Another half month has passed, and the day for the soldiers to return to Beijing is getting closer and closer.

After Yang Shan left the study room, she took Chengxuan directly to her residence.

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, Yang Shan took out what was on her sleeves and showed it to Chengxuan.

Chengxuan took the thing and stroked it slowly.

Only one corner of the sachet that Yi'an gave to Shixu was burnt. It seemed that this person would never come back.

"I thought I couldn't find anything and couldn't explain it to you. Fortunately, my brother found something important." Yang Shan smiled.

Cheng Xuan was also happy in his heart. This blow to Cheng Jue was really not small.

What he wants is this effect.

"Xiaoshan, how can I thank you and Gao Li? You have solved a serious problem of mine." Chengxuan looked at Yang Shan's eyes, and he was grateful and doted on her.

It seems that she is his own light, turning his originally dark path.

Yang Shan really thought about it seriously, "Chengxuan, if one day you really sit in that position, can you let Gao Li receive less tribute?"

"Brother Huang said in the letter that the tribute given to Wan Jin is indeed quite large."

Hearing this, Chengxuan felt more indebted, knowing that Yang Shan and Gao Li were actually doing this for themselves.

Then how could I treat them badly?

"On that day, Goryeo will be my biggest hero. How can I ask the hero to pay tribute? I should help Goryeo more."

When Yang Shan heard this, she felt a little unbelievable and could only hold Chengxuan's hand tightly, "Then I will really wait for that day."

"Shilang Cai really appreciates promotion. His private soldiers now have me as their master. After a while, the capital will be in chaos, and I need to make a good plan." Chengxuan looked like he was sure of victory.

Yang Shan was silent for a moment, then smiled and agreed with Chengxuan, had dinner with him, and sent him out personally.