After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

After Emperor Kangning was buried in the imperial mausoleum, Murong Wenshuo began to get busy.

After reviewing memorials for the whole day and feeling overwhelmed by the officials from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites, he became extremely anxious. He threw down his brush and walked out of the hall.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Shan Dexing immediately followed with a motherly smile on her face.

"What?" Murong Wenshuo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and raised his hand to support his forehead. He was not used to being called the emperor out of the blue after being the crown prince for 20 years.

"Your Majesty, it's too late. You should rest. The coronation ceremony will be held tomorrow."

"Is An Muxi optimistic about the Second Prince's illness?" he asked in an inquiring tone.

"Your Majesty, it was indeed Princess Duan who cured him."

"So, her medical skills are better than Madam Xiang's?"

"Your Majesty, it was Madam Xiang who recommended Princess Duan to come back to treat the Second Prince."

"What about people?"

"Your Majesty, the late emperor imprisoned Princess Duan in a side hall. Someone dug a hole in the ground and rescued her. She also burned down the imperial kitchen. However, I have seen the imperial kitchen and found that all the food in the room is gone. It seems that they have been stolen, including firewood and coal!"

"Oh!" A light flashed in Murong Wenshuo's eyes. Good job, An Muxi. Let's see how you can argue this time. More than 8 million taels of silver from his gambling house and the things in the two shops of Sun family on the street disappeared out of thin air. This time it matched up. No wonder Xue'er wanted to kill her. Maybe she wanted to steal some treasure?

Under the pitch-black night, Murong Wenshuo raised his head 45 degrees, and his imagination began to run wild. He imagined what kind of treasure it was that could encompass so many things. With such a treasure, wouldn't he be even more powerful?

As he was thinking, his feet unconsciously walked towards the Changning Palace. That Long Qianxue must be hiding a secret from him, and besides, the formula for the explosives was not yet in his hands.

"Your Highness, Madam Xiang was banished to the cold palace by the late emperor, and, moreover, the queen also forced her to drink a large amount of safflower?"

"why?"

Shan Dexing's eyes flickered, "The late emperor checked Ping'an's pulse two months ago and was told by the imperial physician that she could no longer get pregnant, but Madam Xiang is pregnant!"

Murong Wenshuo's face changed drastically and his pace suddenly quickened. Every step he took was so fast that it seemed as if there was fire and smoke. That was his own child.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's too late!" Shan Dexing frowned slightly, looked around vigilantly, and raised his sleeve to wipe his forehead. This was a royal scandal. If the late emperor knew that the child was his grandson, he would probably be furious.

"Go, bring Madam Xiang here."

Shan Dexing hesitated for a moment, but still spoke out.

"Your Majesty, it was Yuanlong Kingdom that sent people to blow up the imperial mausoleum last time. You must be on guard!" His worried eyes showed that he was really afraid that the emperor would do something against etiquette.

"I know my limits!" Murong Wenshuo's face turned cold and he strode towards the imperial study.

After a while, Long Qianxue was brought into the imperial study with disheveled hair.

He smelled of red flowers, his trouser legs were covered in blood, his face was pale, and his eyes were cold, as if he had just been tortured.

She slowly raised her head, and when she saw Murong Wenshuo in a dragon robe, her eyes lit up. She quickly ran over and hugged Murong Wenshuo's arm, breaking down and crying.

"Your Majesty, the Queen gave Xue'er safflower to drink. No, it was the Queen Mother who aborted our child. That was our child."

Murong Wenshuo looked at Long Qianxue's face, which was as pale as paper. He didn't know what to feel in his heart, but just felt weird. It was better to lose this child, because the name was not right and the words were not reasonable. His mother did the right thing.

Long Qianxue cried for a while, wiped her tears,

"Your Majesty, it was that An Muxi who stuffed Xue'er into the dog cage and insulted Xue'er. You must avenge Xue'er!!!" He had fallen from the altar to the bottom of the valley, and it was all because of that scheming bitch.

When Murong Wenshuo heard this, he immediately started to dry heave, struggled hard to free his arms, and retreated a long way away.

"Your Majesty!" Only then did Long Qianxue realize that the gentleness in Murong Wenshuo's eyes was gone. She took two tentative steps forward, thinking that she must have seen it wrong.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten the tenderness between us? In the snow, on horseback, in the courtyard, and on the big tree." That look seemed to be still immersed in the beauty of the past.

"Don't come over, just stand there." Murong Wenshuo retched again.

Long Qianxue's eyes froze for a moment, and then turned cold.

"Your Majesty, how about I give you the formula for the bomb if you kill her for Xue'er?"

Murong Wenshuo stared at Long Qianxue's clear eyes.

"What other secrets do you have? Why do you have to kill her?" That look seemed to want to stare a hole in Long Qianxue's face.

Long Qianxue raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears.

"We are just enemies. It doesn't matter if the emperor disagrees. I will take revenge myself, but I want to leave the cold palace." It's useless to cry to these unfaithful men. The most important thing is to get benefits.

"Xue'er's expression changed so quickly!" Murong Wenshuo almost applauded her, as she was crying just now.

"Humph, even you royal family members are not as fast as them." After a moment of silence, he continued:

"Just now, just now, the Queen Mother fed Xue'er safflower to make her abort my child. I begged her and told her that this was her grandson, but she actually told me that she only had one grandson, the one born by An Murou. You," his eyes became sinister, "you, each and every one of you is more disgusting than those people in the end times!!!" A heart-wrenching roar filled the entire hall. The voice sounded like an accusation, but more like a curse.

Murong Wenshuo subconsciously took a small step back, moved his lips a few times, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"She fed me so much safflower that Xue'er will never be able to have children in her life. Who am I? I am the princess of Yuanlong Kingdom. Your Great Xia Kingdom is in trouble. Hahaha!!!" The miserable laughter was extremely terrifying.

Murong Wenshuo's heart trembled, and he walked over slowly.

"Xue'er, tell me, what is the formula of the bomb?" His eyes were full of tenderness.

"Take An Muxi's life in exchange!" Long Qianxue roared again, "Also, I want to return to Changning Palace and restore all my benefits. Also, I want to enter and leave the palace freely!!!"

"Xue'er, you can't be willful. After I ascended the throne, the Second Prince and his men returned to their fiefdoms. It is extremely difficult to kill them. I only have this one chance." Murong Wenshuo looked anxious.

"Humph, you've finally revealed your true purpose. Show us your sincerity," he said, and then he slowly walked out of the hall, taking back the trick he had kept.

Looking at Long Qianxue's receding back, Murong Wenshuo frowned slightly. How could he make this woman hand over the bomb formula willingly?

"Someone, go check An Muxi's whereabouts and tell her to come back to treat the Queen Mother. We won't pursue the burning of the imperial kitchen and the tunnel she dug to escape!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The young eunuch took the order and left.