Raising a concubine under her nose, the reborn mistress marries the prince

After the emperor finished instructing the two men, he finally felt the fatigue in his body coming over him like a tide, as if it was going to drown him.

Seeing this, Wang Defu, who was standing nearby, hurried forward and began to serve the emperor with a concerned look on his face.

At this time, Jiang Chuwei said softly: "Go and ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some soft and delicious food, but don't eat too much. If the emperor is hungry, just eat a few bites to fill his stomach."

Wang Defu did not dare to be negligent and nodded in response. Now he obeyed and executed every word and every order given by the princess unconditionally.

After all, the princess saved the person whom even Imperial Physician Zhou couldn't save.

The princess is the lucky star of Daqing.

After the two men left, the emperor opened his eyes, all his fatigue gone.

He turned his head slightly to look at Wang Defu, and ordered calmly: "Go and get me the pen and ink."

Hearing this, Wang Defu's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

In fact, he really wanted to persuade the emperor. After all, the emperor needed a good rest to recuperate due to his current physical condition.

However, the words that were on the tip of his tongue were eventually swallowed back by him.

Because he knew very well that as a servant, he had no control over what his master wanted to do.

So he turned around silently to prepare his pen and ink.

After a while, when Wang Defu came back with everything ready, he was surprised to find that the emperor had forced himself to sit up.

The emperor picked up the pen and turned his wrist lightly. The tip of the pen was like a nimble dragon flying and circling in the air.

Wang Defu couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed: "Your Majesty!" At this moment, the worry in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Although Prince Yu has always performed well and is highly valued by the emperor, the emperor's eagerness to appoint a crown prince and his inconsistent attitude before and after really make Wang Defu, who has followed the emperor for many years, feel uneasy.

It should be noted that just before the emperor fell into a coma, the idea of ​​determining the candidate for the crown prince so quickly had never occurred to him!

"It's okay! My mind is clearer than anyone else's at the moment." Emperor Rong Sheng put down his pen steadily, but Wang Defu, who was serving on the side, was terrified.

You have to know that the decision made by the emperor in this moment is related to the future direction of the entire Daqing Dynasty!

Emperor Rong Sheng carefully folded the edict, handed it to Wang Defu, and said solemnly: "You must keep this edict properly. If I encounter misfortune, you must immediately take out this edict and make it public."

Wang Defu stretched out his trembling hands in fear and took it carefully.

The imperial edict seemed to be of a thousand-pound weight, weighing him down to the point where he could hardly breathe.

Then, the two began to discuss where would be the most appropriate place to store this crucial edict.

Wang Defu suggested: "Your Majesty! How about finding a minister of high moral character and entrusting him with the task?"

After all, he knew very well that he was old. If something happened to the emperor one day and he happened to die first, he would probably not have time to read the edict.

In the past, there were emperors who, because of concerns about unexpected situations, wrote edicts early and entrusted them to loyal ministers.

However, Emperor Rong Sheng shook his head slightly when he heard this and began to ponder inwardly.

He filtered through the court ministers one by one in his mind and found that no one seemed to be someone he could completely trust.

Some ministers seemed to firmly support Prince Yu, but they might have secretly already defected to other princes; some ministers supported other princes on the surface, but in fact they were truly loyal to Prince Jin.

If you choose the wrong person to entrust your trust to, everything that happened in the dream will happen again!

Emperor Rong Sheng said: "This is just a precaution. I will take careful precautions and pass the throne to the crown prince when the time comes."

Wang Defu's anxious heart finally settled down.

He muttered to himself that the emperor was a blessed man and would naturally be blessed by the gods, and that everything would go smoothly and peacefully for him.

At the same time, Lin Muheng and Jiang Chuwei returned to the palace together.

Along the way, both of them were filled with doubts.

They found that the emperor seemed very different from before, but they couldn't tell exactly what was different.

After entering the palace, Lin Muheng gently held Jiang Chuwei's hand and said softly: "Wei'er has really suffered a lot these days."

After saying that, he gently pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Chuwei stretched out her arms, tightly wrapped around Lin Muheng's waist, and said coquettishly: "As long as the ending is good, all the hard work will be worth it."

In fact, Jiang Chuwei knew very well that Lin Muheng's feelings towards Rong Shengdi were extremely complicated.

You know, Emperor Rong Sheng has many princes, and Lin Muheng has always been the one who is neglected and ignored.

However, despite this, Lin Muheng never gave up his efforts. With his own perseverance, he went through countless hardships and obstacles and finally won a foothold in the turbulent court.

It's a pity that Emperor Rong Sheng is cold-hearted by nature. He treats all his sons as chess pieces and only loves himself in his heart.

Every time he faces a decision, all he considers is how to weigh the pros and cons to maximize his own interests.

As for family affection, it is nothing but an unnecessary thing to him.

Because of this, Lin Muheng was often the abandoned one.

But Lin Muheng still found it difficult to feel any resentment towards Emperor Rong Sheng.

Jiang Chuwei could deeply understand this feeling.

You know, Lin Muheng has always been a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty.

He lost his mother when he was young, so naturally he didn't want to lose his father too.

Jiang Chuwei had already experienced enough of the pain brought by losing loved ones in her previous life.

The two of them just hugged each other quietly, neither of them spoke. Time seemed to have frozen, and the only sounds in the world were the breathing and heartbeats of each other.

After a long time, Lin Muheng said, "I need to go out for a few days. Only by successfully capturing the Taoist priest can we uncover the dark hand behind this."

Jiang Chuwei raised her head slightly, "Be careful."

Prince Jin will definitely send people to hunt down the Taoist priest, so the best way now is to silence him.

Lin Muheng nodded slightly and left with his men.

A few days later, Lin Muheng lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully returned to the capital with the captured Taoist priest.

Along the way, he did not dare to stop for a moment. He rode his horse at full speed and rushed straight to the palace. He then presented the dying Taoist priest to the emperor.

The emperor sat upright on the dragon throne, looking down at the Taoist priest curled up on the ground.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

It actually looks exactly like in my dream.

There was a flash of murderous intent in Emperor Rong Sheng's eyes.

"Lock him up and don't let him die."