If I were born again, I would marry a strong but short-lived husband.

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Imperial Concubine Liu, who had been favored by Emperor Fu for many years, sat aside and shed tears silently. Even though she was already a mother, Imperial Concubine Liu was still delicate and fragile, with skin as smooth as a baby's, and she even looked a bit naive like a young girl.

Even her crying was very touching.

She was really sad.

The emperor originally had two sons. The crown prince was in poor health and would die in a few years. She was waiting for her son to become the crown prince so that she could become the empress dowager in the future.

What happened? The queen's eldest son was still alive.

Not only is he alive, but he is also a martial arts expert, and he is also the commander of the Yong Dynasty's Pacification Division. No matter how you look at it, he won't die young.

Her son used to have the title of eldest son of a concubine, but now he has nothing.

How can I not be sad?

Poor her son, poor her heart that had been waiting for more than ten years.

"Don't cry, I feel the same as you. Don't I feel sorry for Yu'er?" Emperor Fu sighed softly.

"We have already done the blood test, and all the civil and military officials are watching. I have no choice but to acknowledge it."

If Lu Yuan didn't look so much like him, people wouldn't doubt his and their identities at first sight.

Concubine Liu sniffed and said in a soft voice, "Your Majesty, what about our Yu'er?"

Emperor Fu held her in his arms and coaxed her, "Yu'er was raised by me personally. No one is more suitable to be the crown prince than him."

He taught Boo Woo-hyun single-handedly, and he was the only one who knew his ambitions.

The prince and Lu Yuan's maternal ancestors are both from the Ruan family, so they can only be bound by the constraints of the family.

"Your Majesty, Lord He requests to see you." Outside the palace, a palace servant reported in a low voice.

Emperor Fu let go of Concubine Liu and said, "You should go back first. I want to talk to Prime Minister He."

Concubine Liu sobbed and stopped crying, "Your Majesty, I will take my leave first."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Emperor Fu felt distressed, "I will visit you tonight."

After leaving the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, I saw He Zhiyuan being carried in a sedan chair.

"Prime Minister He, how is your injury?" Concubine Liu hurried forward and asked with concern.

He Zhiyuan bowed and saluted, "Greetings, Your Majesty. Please forgive me for being so disrespectful that I cannot get off the sedan chair to pay my respects to you."

Concubine Liu: "Prime Minister He, you don't have to be so polite. I heard that you were injured and I was very worried."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty." He Zhiyuan lowered his eyes and said.

If he hadn't been injured at the wrong time, their current situation wouldn't be so passive.

Concubine Liu raised her eyes to glance at He Zhiyuan, and without saying anything else, she stepped aside to let He Zhiyuan enter the Palace of Tranquil Longevity.

Her son will become the crown prince in the future, and He Zhiyuan is his biggest supporter. She is really worried about He Zhiyuan's injuries.

But this is the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, and many things cannot be said here.

Four palace maids carried He Zhiyuan into the Yangxin Palace.

He Zhiyuan's injuries had not yet healed. Even though the carriage was covered with thick bedding, his wounds were still painful and his face turned pale.

When Emperor Fu saw his appearance, his brows furrowed tightly.

I couldn't help but get angry, "What are the imperial doctors doing? They haven't made you better in so many days."

He Zhiyuan smiled helplessly when he heard this, "Your Majesty, my injuries are serious, but I have recovered a lot."

"Ruan Danyang must have done it on purpose!" Emperor Fu was a little irritable. He hadn't felt so powerless towards the Queen for a long time.

"Your Majesty, we can't let the Queen have military power." He Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.

Emperor Fu gritted his teeth, "Don't I know clearly?"

In order to ease the anger of the Ruan family, he agreed to let Ruan Danyang form her own female army because he thought of Ruan Danyang who lost her son.

Originally, I just wanted her to kill time. After all, women are not as strong as men, and even if they form an army, they will never be a match for men.

Unexpectedly, twenty years have passed.

Ruan Danyang's female army had become an elite force, and now it was impossible for him to regret disbanding it.

"I have already accredited my blood relationship with Lu Yuan. The Queen Mother will select a day to offer a disc to his ancestors. At that time, it will be announced to the world that he is my eldest son!" Emperor Fu did not want to talk about Ruan Danyang's female army.

This was something he couldn't resolve no matter how much he discussed it now.

"Before, Lu Yuan was in Shangjing, and it was not easy for us to kill him. But now he is in the royal capital, Your Majesty, it is not difficult to kill him." He Zhiyuan said.

Emperor Fu had a gloomy face and unfathomable eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

He Zhiyuan knew Emperor Fu too well. If he hadn't been so indecisive, he would have killed Ruan Danyang and her son when she gave birth to a child. How could so many things have happened later?

"Your Majesty, do you want Lu Yuan to return to the palace?" He Zhiyuan asked.

"Once Lu Yuan is on the disc, the crown prince will be dead. If you want to make Prince Yu the crown prince, the Ruan family will definitely lead other families to oppose it, and your years of planning will be in vain."

"Getting rid of the aristocratic families and reducing their power, isn't that what you have always wanted, Your Majesty?"

Emperor Fu's face became darker and darker. "I know! Killing Lu Yuan is not a solution at all. If Lu Yuan dies, do you think Ruan Danyang and the Ruan family will not rebel?"

"As long as they dare to rebel, the emperor will have an excuse to punish them," said He Zhiyuan.

"Do you know the military strength the Queen has?" asked Emperor Fu.

He Zhiyuan's face darkened. Like Emperor Fu, he did not take the women's army seriously.

Until he was seriously injured this time.

They seemed to have no idea what kind of army Ruan Danyang had.

"Your Majesty, in just a little more time, the Southern Dynasty will usher in the prosperity you want." He Zhiyuan said again.

Emperor Fu's eyes gradually became firm, "I can't let anyone ruin my plan. I want to completely separate the imperial power from the noble families and give all the poor families a chance!"

He Zhiyuan smiled faintly, "Your Majesty, I am willing to follow you forever."

"He Qing, I hope you get better soon. Without you by my side, I feel like I am missing my left and right arms." Emperor Fu sighed.

"I will be well soon," said He Zhiyuan.

The emperor and his minister had another heart-to-heart talk until He Zhiyuan's wound became so painful that he could no longer bear it, and then he left the Yangxin Palace.

Not long after being carried out of the door, He Zhiyuan noticed that the sedan chair had stopped, and he sat up straight despite the pain.

"I heard that Lord He was seriously injured. I see that you seem to be fine and can still enter the palace." Fu Jinyi was wearing a thick cloak, revealing only a handsome face.

He Zhiyuan's face darkened slightly, "Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Where is Lord He injured?" Fu Jinyi walked forward and pressed his injured leg with one hand. "Let me take a look at your wound. I heard that Lord He was injured. I was so worried that I skipped three bowls of rice."

"Your Highness!" He Zhiyuan turned pale with pain.

"Oh, so it was the leg that was injured? I heard it was the hand." Fu Jinyi clicked his tongue twice and said without any sincerity, "I'm so sorry, Master He."

He Zhiyuan was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. "Your Highness, I have to leave the palace now."

"I'll see you off, Lord He." Fu Jinyi patted his shoulder.

He slapped him where he was injured again.

He Zhiyuan's lips twitched in pain and he couldn't speak.

"Master He, can your leg ever be healed? I heard that my second uncle was shot in the leg by an arrow, so he is still in a wheelchair." Fu Jinyi said with a smile.

"The curfew has arrived. I cannot stay in the palace any longer. Your Highness, I'm leaving." He Zhiyuan's voice was trembling.

He shouted at the palace servants, "Hurry up and leave!"

Fu Jinyi smiled and didn't continue to stop him.