Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Chapter 427 Vomiting blood

"I have something else to do with you this time." Emperor Renjing suddenly said, "I want to hold a draft this year. Queen, please arrange it."

Su Liuer slowly raised her eyes.

The draft usually takes place every three years. Emperor Renjing is not fond of women and has not selected a showgirl for a long time.

This move is somewhat unconventional.

But she only agreed lightly.

"With so much going on these days, it's good to be happy with the draft."

"Then thank you Queen."

Emperor Renjing drank a few sips of tea, then stood up and left Changqiu Palace without staying any longer.

Wang Defu supported him.

"Your Majesty, where are you going now?"

"Go back to Qiankun Palace."

Sitting on the chariot, Emperor Renjing looked at the red palace walls and felt an unprecedented loneliness in his heart.

There is such a huge harem, but I don’t know where to go.

If some new people come in, it will be more lively, right?

Wang Defu whispered.

"Your Majesty, someone just came to report that Prince Rong wants to see you. Do you want to go to the Imperial Study Room?"

"not see."

Emperor Renjing's voice was cold: "When he saw me, he just asked me to deal with Shen Yue as soon as possible. Ha, he can't wait so much?"

"Go to the Qiankun Hall, I haven't practiced today's Emperor Kung Fu yet."

Wang Defu hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said.

"Your Majesty, I dare to say something boldly. If you eat and live with these sorcerers these days and ignore government affairs, I'm afraid the ministers will criticize you. Look..."

"What did you hear?"

Emperor Renjing interrupted him: "Who is so bold and dares to talk about me behind my back!?"

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Wang Defu knelt down and said, "No one, it was the old slave who made a mistake. The old slave deserves death!"

Wang Defu slapped his face hard.

Emperor Renjing looked at him indifferently and did not stop him.

When Wang Defu's face was swollen, he spoke solemnly.

"This court is my court and my world! Who dares to say anything except Su Sheng's wolfish ambition?"

He looked extremely cold.

"Oh, he is looking forward to my death, but I want to sit down on this throne. One day, I will kill these rebellious officials and traitors with my own hands!"

"Come here, invite the Taoist priest from Zhongnan Mountain and ask him if the elixir I want him to refine is any good!"

The eunuch beside him hurried away.

When they arrived at the Qiankun Hall, the chariot stopped.

Wang Defu quickly helped him down.

After taking just two steps, he saw Emperor Renjing coughing violently.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"Cough cough~"

Emperor Renjing coughed harder and harder, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"emperor!"

"Come on, come on, go find the doctor!"

Wang Defu's panicked voice came to his ears.

Emperor Renjing's vision flickered, then his vision went dark and he fainted.

Outside the Imperial Study Room.

Su Sheng waited for a while and finally saw a young eunuch hurried over.

"Prince Rong, the emperor said that he has important matters to deal with and will not see you."

Su Sheng was unhappy.

"The emperor has not gone to court for five or six days, and now he has not even seen the courtiers. What is going on with him? Or is he discussing some Taoism with those sorcerers?"

"Prince Rong, be careful what you say."

The palace man lowered his head and looked around for a moment, then approached him and whispered a few words in his ear.

Su Sheng's eyes changed slightly, then nodded.

"I know it. You go back and keep watching. If there is any news, please pass it on."

"The slave retire."

Su Sheng nodded, then turned around and walked out.

Seeing his solemn look, He Xiao followed him.

"My lord, what happened?"

"The Emperor may be dying."

He Xiao was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Su Sheng got on his horse.

"Send someone to inform Prince Rui of this matter. We may not have much time."

……

"Murong Yao, come here!"

A shout of joy came from behind.

Murong Yao turned around and saw Leng Ruqing waving towards him with a mysterious look on her face.

Murong Yao waved his hand to the confidant who came to deliver the news.

"You should step back first."

"Yes."

He turned around and walked towards Leng Ruqing.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I felt my head feel warm.

Leng Ruqing put a tiger-head hat on his head and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

"Is it warm for your son?"

Murong Yao reached out and took off the hat from his head.

If you look carefully, you can see that it is made to look like a tiger.

The stitches are crooked and the tiger embroidered is funny. The embroidery work is really bad, but it is somehow cute.

"How about it?"

Leng Ruqing's eyes were shining, wanting to be praised by him.

Murong Yao told the truth: "Ugly."

Leng Ruqing's face fell instantly.

"I've been doing this for a long time, don't you know how to praise me?" She took the hat and put it in her hands and couldn't put it down. "When my son is born, he will definitely like it, so he won't be as ignorant as your father. .”

Murong Yao was puzzled.

"Why do you think he is a son?"

"After much thought, it's better to have a son. It would be great if my son doesn't have to leave our side in the future."

"But men are bound to fall into the vortex of power."

"Who said that?"

Leng Ruqing glared at her: "My son, I don't ask him to have any noble status or ability, as long as he has a smooth, safe and happy life."

Murong Yao was stunned for a moment.

He was familiar with the words.

Su Liuer had told him many times.

His eyes darkened: "How do you know that he is content with being ordinary?"

Leng Ruqing ignored him, but gave him a gentle smile.

"Have you ever thought about what our children will look like?"

She came over and looked at Murong Yao: "I think it's best to have eyes like yours, clear and energetic, and my nose is also like yours. Your nose is high and straight, and your mouth should be like mine. My lip shape is so beautiful... "

There was a twinkle in her eye.

Murong Yao looked at her and couldn't help but follow her words and imagine.

However, this idea was quickly stopped.

His fingers hanging by his sides tightened slightly.

"Okay, stop talking."

"what happened?"

Leng Ruqing was stunned for a moment.

You were fine just now, why did your face suddenly turn cold?

Murong Yao suddenly asked.

"Your father is leaving Beijing today?"

"Yes."

Leng Ruqing's face suddenly became a little depressed: "My father is gone this time, and I'm afraid I'll have to wait until the day I give birth to my child again."

Murong Yao tightened her fingers tighter.

"Ah."

"Okay, don't be sad anymore. My father said that I should stay cheerful now that I am pregnant."

As she said that, she pinched Murong Yao's face and said, "I'm going to find my grandma to continue learning how to be a female worker. The shoes I made for my baby are still not good enough."

Looking at her happy back, Murong Yao felt that his chest was inexplicably blocked.

She was so prepared.

But their children...

Wouldn't be born at all.

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