Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

——"Maybe you don't know, but I didn't have to go back to the capital..." The woman sitting on the dragon couch said to her in the evening when the power was changed. "It's just that I took the responsibility on me too seriously at that time."

A sigh.

The Wang at that time, the aunt at that time whispered to her in a hoarse voice, and it was at that time that she suddenly realized that her omnipotent aunt really fell ill, and she was really gone forever. The appearance of youth.

Seemingly seeing her distraction, her aunt raised her hand and patted her arm lightly. She leaned on the bed with a pale face, and asked her, "Why? Don't you dare?"

Obviously she was already prepared, but she still felt ashamed in front of her respected and beloved elders, when faced with the other party's questioning, yes, how could she not be ashamed?If it wasn't for my aunt who tried her best to set her up as the heir, she might have died in the middle of the night on the seventh day of the lunar new year. How could there be her now?

"I..." She paused, "Qi'er..." I couldn't continue the rest of the sentence. In fact, no matter how much I said at that time, it would be meaningless. After all, she was going to take away her aunt's power, and she was a cold-blooded person after all. , is an unfilial daughter.But she still wanted to ask her aunt, the king who brought the Qin Kingdom to peril, ask her... Is she, Mu Cong, capable of becoming that king now?

But she didn't dare to ask, she didn't have the face to ask.

"Gu knows what you want to ask: you are doing well, and Gu is very pleased." The smile on her aunt's face has always been weak, and it is no longer the same as when Yan Xiang was there. "After all, you have been trained to be a qualified The heir is gone, brother can sleep in peace."

"aunt…"

Murong Yan raised his hand to stop what she was going to say, and said lightly, "Since you entered this door today, it means that you really want the throne... Promise to aunt: Be a good king."

Her eyes became hot, she thought that her aunt didn't know about all the little tricks she made at that time, but she never thought that every step of her was being watched by the other party, and she stepped forward to grab it step by step. her right.

Maybe she has never been favored by her mother in her life, but with her aunt, she has everything, and as time goes by, she is still the well-behaved niece back then.

"I, I promise you, Qi'er will be a good king, definitely will be a good king..."

Not getting the affirmation she imagined, she raised her head suspiciously. The woman leaning on the bed just looked at her quietly and asked, "Has the person you sent to Jiangbei come back?"

Mu Congcong's eyes suddenly shrank, "Aunt..."

"Is she doing well?"

"...Okay, sir, she is doing well." She knelt on the ground, her hands clinging to her sleeves, her voice was dry, and her heart was beating fast.

"You like her." The aunt said.

"..."

"Since you like her, why are you guarding against her?" Auntie smiled, "You still don't understand her."

"Utensil..."

The aunt took the lead to stop what she was going to say, and said to herself, "Maybe you don't know, but I didn't have to go back to the capital back then.

It's just that at that time, I took the responsibility on me too seriously, while she... took me too seriously. "

Hearing this, the corners of her eyes became a little sour.

She knew, of course she knew that the only person who was full of eyes was her aunt, and she knew that she was actually nothing in her eyes.

With a hoarse voice, she seemed to sigh, "I... I know, I know that you and Yan Xiang... have a deep relationship."

"Yes, for more than 20 years, the love is deep and meaningful."

She was speechless.

"You shouldn't bother her. She will not be an obstacle to your succession to the throne. Not in the past, not now, not in the future, and never."

Her palms trembled slightly, "...what if she wants to?"

"What if she wants that position? Auntie, she is more prestigious than Qi'er, more powerful than Qi'er, and more trusted by you than Qi'er."

Hearing this, Murong Yan smiled, she looked at her, her gaze was the same as before, seeing through everything about her, "There is what you want under the pillow."

Mu Congcong groped under the pillow according to the words, and took out a handbook, she looked up at her aunt.

"Open it."

Slowly unfolding, only six words:

"If you do nothing, you will be punished."

Her eyes fell on the last two words, she suddenly thought of something, her face turned pale immediately.

There was dead silence in Qingquan Hall, and after a while, she heard her hoarse voice resounding in the hall, "Aunt... I don't understand... Sir, sir, isn't your true love...?" How could that aunt write down those two words lightly? ?

punish...of...

She was answered with a chuckle, "Because you'll never use it..."

— because you'll never use it.

Mu Congcong suddenly woke up from the memories, it was already late, and the lamps in the Taimiao had already been lit. Seeing her open eyes, the servant beside her stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's time to go back to the palace."

As he spoke, he wanted to help her up, but as soon as he got up, he heard a cry of a child, which was a bit ear-piercing in the quiet Taimiao, Mu Congcong frowned slightly, and the servant immediately said to the palace, "Go and see which baby is crying trouble."

The palace servant took orders and came back not long after, "Report to the king: the crying child is... is..."

Seeing that the palace man was hesitating, the servant was afraid that Mu Congcong would be displeased, so he sternly said, "You straightened up your tongue."