Quick Transmigration: My Dark History

The life of the most important younger brother is in the hands of the prince. Qin Feichuan had no choice but to bear the humiliation and agreed to the prince's threat.

He sat at home for a while.

After sitting until the last hour of the time limit given by the crown prince, he sighed, tidied up his appearance tiredly, and drove into the palace.

Arriving at the Wanchun Palace, as usual, Jiang Yan was sleeping in the side hall, and Prince Jing was sitting at a table not far from Jiang Yan, reviewing the memorial at his desk.

Sensing Qin Feichuan's approach, Prince Jing waved his hand without raising his head, signaling him to wait for a while.

Qin Feichuan saluted silently, then walked silently to the table and stood there with his hands down.

He looked at Prince Jing calmly.

Sitting in a relaxed posture, with a calm demeanor, all his mind was concentrated on the memorial, and he didn't even notice that the ink on the tip of the vermilion pen in his hand was about to drip.

--good chance.

Qin Feichuan moved his fingers and took out a folding fan from his sleeve.

He opened the mechanism of the handle of the fan, and he pulled out a blade as thin as a cicada's wing very slowly and without making a sound.

The knife flashed.

He suddenly jumped up and stabbed at the back of Jing Jing's neck with a sharp knife in his hand!

"boom!"

There was no sound of a sharp knife piercing the flesh. Instead, it was Qin Feichuan who was kicked away by King Jing, knocked over the side bookshelf with a knife, and fell heavily to the ground.

The scrolls and bamboo slips fell on him cracklingly, completely burying him.

The movement woke Jiang Yan up.

The little boy who had just fallen asleep yawned gracefully, his voice lazily, with a strong wake-up air: "Who, what are you doing, don't you see that I am sleeping?"

King Jing, who had just stepped out with a cold expression, immediately softened his expression when he heard the words, walked around the desk, and tried to coax him to continue sleeping.

Unexpectedly, he yawned again, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't sleep anymore."

Then he really lifted the quilt out of the bed, and while putting on his shoes, he looked towards the place where the movement was coming from, and happened to see half of the blade gleaming with cold light.

He looked at it, and before he asked why there was a knife, he saw the pile of books shaking, and the man with the knife slowly crawled out of it.

Seeing that the owner of the saber was Qin Feichuan, Jiang Yan was not surprised. He just looked at him suspiciously, but asked Prince Jing, "Is he going to assassinate you? Doesn't he know that you can fight against thousands of troops?" , single-handedly penetrated into the enemy camp, and took the head of the enemy general by himself?"

After fighting on the battlefield for so many years, Prince Jing's skills are naturally top-notch, and his vigilance is also top-notch.

A person like Qin Feichuan who didn't even have the skills of a three-legged cat, even if he drugged Prince Jing and let him lie there with his hands and feet weak to assassinate him, he would definitely not be able to move a single hair of Prince Jing.

So, where did he get the confidence to dare to act so blatantly?

Jiang Yan was puzzled, and so was Prince Jing.

The dubious two sat by the bed and watched Qin Feichuan crawl out of the pile of books, and then knelt down on the ground with a "snap".

The heart-warming kick that King Jing kicked was so hard that Qin Feichuan felt a severe pain in his entire chest, and his heart felt as if it had been pierced by a knife. The pain was so painful that he didn't even dare to breathe hard.Although he was not as pampered as Jiang Yan, he was still pampered. He had never suffered such pain, and he was trembling even when he spoke, and he spoke out the whole story of the assassination with trembling breath.

"Prince Jing," he said in a sad voice, "I have no choice but to."

It is said that a man bleeds but does not shed tears, but at this moment, he couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

However, before the tears fell to the ground, he heard Jiang Yan coldly say in front of him: "You are lying."

His body froze suddenly.

Jiang Yan said again: "Qin Bushan is in the East Palace. But he was picked up by the deposed prince, and with your consent, you even sent him to the East Palace's carriage yourself - I'm right ?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

After a while, Qin Feichuan said in a trembling voice: "Master Ye, what are you talking about? Do you think I was lying to King Jing just now?"

Jiang Yan laughed when he heard that.

The laughter was light, with a bit of arrogance unique to the children of the aristocratic family, and it sounded very clear.

But Qin Feichuan didn't relax at all.

The tears on his face suddenly fell to the ground at this moment, and there was a slight "click" sound, as if the little boy's toes were suddenly stepping on his heart, trembling, making people hold their breath.

The young master who was still sitting on the bed seemed to be able to see his current expression clearly. At this moment, he squatted down and tilted his head to look at him: "I didn't think that, I just believed that you were deceiving Prince Jing." No Waiting for Qin Feichuan to refute, he continued, "After all, you have always been the one who abolished the prince, and you have always been doing things for the abolished prince—am I right?"

Hearing the words "the one who abolishes the crown prince", Qin Feichuan lost his breath and nearly passed out on the spot.

And the little boy didn't finish talking.

"When you were still in the southwest, Concubine Wan's people had already approached you and secretly introduced you to the cronies of the abolished prince. Since then, you have become a hidden chess piece in the abolished prince's hands."

Dark Chess——

Do not expose, let alone act rashly.

So when Concubine Wan recommended Qin Feichuan to King Jing, except for a few people, even King Jing didn't find out that he was actually the prince's man.

Afterwards, he became famous. With his profound knowledge and intelligent mind, he became a symbol of Prince Jing's mansion, and finally became the most important staff member of Prince Jing. In everything, no matter how big or small, he was the first to ask for his opinion. good.

It wasn't until King Jing stopped stationing at the frontier and returned to Beijing to live for a long time. He wanted to invite a master to teach him. Be your own wife.

As for later, in Qin Bushan's Nanfeng Pavilion, he accidentally pushed someone to death because of jealousy. The murderous husband Fuliu who caused the murder was even more bizarre. It was also a good show that Qin Feichuan acted with Qin Bushan under the instigation of the prince. , in order to lower Jiang Yan's vigilance, but he shot himself in the foot instead, making Jiang Yan even more suspicious of him.

This suspicion, with the help of Prince Jing, Jiang Yan quickly investigated Qin Feichuan to the bottom, and found that it was exactly as he had guessed, that Xiao Qiang was the cause of the trouble, there were internal thieves in the family, and Qin Feichuan was really from the East Palace.

However, the overall situation was still uncertain, and before it was time to reveal the truth, Jiang Yan kept quiet, waiting for Qin Feichuan to take the initiative to reveal his feet.

Sure enough, just as the crown prince had caused a scandal, Qin Feichuan used Qin Bushan's kidnapping to the East Palace as an excuse to personally assassinate Prince Jing.

Jiang Yan thought, it seems that the prince is really in a mess.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to ask someone to assassinate Prince Jing, why did he call Qin Feichuan?

Isn't he afraid that Qin Feichuan not only failed in the assassination, but also stabbed himself in the opposite direction?

Seeing that Prince Jing and Young Master Ye had already seen through their true identities, Qin Feichuan panted violently, as if he wanted to use this to calm down the overly agitated emotions in his heart.

Unexpectedly, after a while, he still rolled his eyes and passed out.

Jiang Yan: "..."

As expected of the two brothers, the younger brother was so frightened that he fainted last time, and the elder brother was also so frightened that he passed out.

It seems that Prince Jing's aura is really very strong, and it can stun people even in the air.

When Qin Feichuan fainted, King Jing didn't bother to care whether he was really fainted or fake, so he was dragged out to be strictly guarded. Then he got up, took out a new plain white cotton suit from the closet, and asked Jiang Yan to change into it.

Jiang Yan said, "What are you doing changing clothes?"

King Jing said: "Come with me to see the father."

Jiang Yan thought for a while, then laughed: "Are you going to complain to His Majesty?"

King Jing said yes.

Since Prince Abandoned put the handle in his hands with such good intentions and painstaking efforts, wouldn't it be a disappointment to Prince Abandoned if he didn't take the handle to do something?

Soon, Jiang Yan changed his clothes and was asking Qian Xiang to tie his hair. In a blink of an eye, Prince Jing also changed his clothes.

The five claws are dragons, and the four claws are pythons.

I don't know how he ordered the Shangyi Supervisor, but this time the newly made Chujun robes are no longer in the style of women's skirts, but real men's clothing.

Wearing it on his body, he is full of domineering and handsome, already the embryonic form and demeanor of some generation of emperors.

Jiang Yan said thoughtfully: "You want to..."

Abandon the identity of a woman and take power as a real man?

Sure enough, Prince Jing straightened his neckline and said slowly, "It's no longer a good thing to abolish the crown prince."

Jiang Yan said "hmm": "Yes."

The deposed prince has been completely abolished and is no longer useful.

Concubine Wan behind him has long been secretly monitored by them. All her actions are under their noses. Even if she wants to do something for the deposed prince, she is powerless in the current situation.

The faction of the abolished prince can be said to have completely collapsed now.

only……

Prince Jing pondered and said, "I always feel that something is wrong."

Jiang Yan asked: "Where?"

King Jing said: "Have you noticed that the two incidents of Prince Abandoned happened to be related to women."

The last concubine incident was planned by Concubine Wan.

So this time, having sex with the concubine in the imperial garden, and being bumped into by the emperor by chance——

Could it be that someone also designed to frame the deposed prince?

If so, who would it be?

Prince Jing frowned and thought, a name gradually emerged in his mind.

He looked up at Jiang Yan.

It happened that Jiang Yan also looked at him from the mirror.

The two looked at each other in the mirror, and then said in unison: "Concubine Wan."

Seeing that Jiang Yan was as he thought, King Jing raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and said in a deep voice, "The abolished prince is her son. What is her intention to frame him like this?"

Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, and waited for Qianxiang to tie his hair before shaking his head and saying, "I can't figure it out either."

What happened last time, it can be said that he did not hesitate to sacrifice one of his daughter-in-laws in order not to make Prince Jing suspicious.

Then this time, the prince was deposed because of this, and was even expelled from the capital, leaving the court forever, but why?

Could it be that this will bring her and the prince some hidden benefits?

Or, somewhere outside the capital, there is another dark chess game between the two of them that can defeat Prince Jing?

The more Jiang Yan thought about it, the more he felt that Concubine Wan's mind was really a needle in a woman's heart. Even his own father couldn't figure out what kind of brain circuit this version 2.0 Concubine Wan had.

Well, the Concubine Wan he set was the original version 1.0, which is not as scary at all.

If Concubine Wan in version 1.0 is just a ruthless cannibal flower with a beautiful appearance, then this version 2.0 is a veritable overlord flower. No one dares to underestimate her.

What is Wanfei's intention? The two thought for a long time, but to no avail, they stopped entangled, turned out of Wanchun Palace, and headed towards the emperor's bedroom in a sedan chair.

During this visit, apart from the people from Wanchun Palace, very few people in the palace had seen Jiang Yan, and no one had seen Prince Jing's true face, so at first sight, two people with extraordinary bearing were greeted from the soft sedan chair. When he came out, one was wearing a plain literati and Confucian shirt, and the other was wearing a luxurious prince's python robe. The palace people guarding outside the emperor's bedroom were all stunned, not knowing whether to stop or not.

Still obeying the emperor's order early on, following Prince Jing's full robe sleeves, the historian who was behind King Jing to give advice and assistance, took two steps forward, and sang loudly: "The eldest prince begs to see His Majesty—"

Big...Prince?

Great prince?

The eldest prince? !

The palace people involuntarily shivered down their backs.

They opened their eyes wide and looked at the man in the python robe over and over again.

It was clearly broad daylight, but they wondered if they had seen a ghost, otherwise how could they see the eldest prince who died in the belly of a wild dog 26 years ago?

The bones of the First Prince were brought back by His Majesty himself and placed in the Imperial Mausoleum!

The palace people stared at the man in front of the sedan chair with stiff expressions, no one dared to move, and no one dared to speak.

There are still some people with good eyesight who feel that the Eldest Prince's facial features are vaguely familiar, so a very absurd guess suddenly arises in his heart, hesitating again and again, before probing, "Dare to ask this... Eldest Prince, but Prince Jing, His Royal Highness?"

The rest of the people heard this, and before they had time to be shocked, the historian nodded: "It's Your Highness."

The official historian said so clearly, obviously this is the fact.

The person who asked the question immediately gasped.

Then hurriedly knelt down and said, "I have seen His Royal Highness the First Prince!"

The first person made such a move, and the rest of the palace people reacted and knelt down one after another.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the First Prince!"

The palace people kowtowed and turned their thoughts quickly, thinking about it, why did Prince Jing, the eldest princess, suddenly become the eldest prince who had died long ago?

Concubine Wan obviously gave birth to an eldest prince and an eldest princess, two His Royal Highnesses in total?

Could it be that the one who died back then was not the eldest prince at all, but the eldest princess?

Concubine Wan...

Bullying the king?

The palace people who didn't know that there was no princess at all were still thinking wildly, that Prince Jing had already led Jiang Yan past them and entered the emperor's bedroom.

There was so much movement outside that the emperor had already woken up.

However, only three years had passed, and the emperor, who was so old that his hair and beard were all white due to serious illness, half sat on the dragon bed, staring at the two people who saluted him with half-open eyes.

Two people—

Two young people.

Well, they are still two young men with good looks and demeanor.

The Son of Heaven had seen Jiang Yan before, so he was the first to recognize him at this moment, and said slowly, "Yeqing is here. Get up, give me a seat, and give me tea."

The little eunuch who was serving at the side immediately moved the chair and table which were far away, put two layers of cushions on the chair, and poured a cup of freshly brewed black tea. Jiang Yan sat down.

Jiang Yan sat down and raised his cup to drink tea.

But Prince Jing was still there with his body folded and his eyes downcast, as if he would never get up if his father didn't recognize him.

Fortunately, the emperor had not yet reached the point where his old eyes were dim. After a few careful glances, he recognized him. He couldn't help but smiled and sighed: "Are you deliberately dressing up as a man to make me happy? Sigh, you are not young. How can you do such a thing, dignified Prince Chujun? How decent is it?"

The emperor did not recognize that standing in front of him at this moment was really his son, not a fake son disguised as a man.

King Jing simply didn't intend to let the emperor accept this shocking secret immediately, lest his body, which was already under a heavy load, could not bear it completely.He just raised his head and said: "If you can make the emperor happy, no matter what, I will be willing to do it."

The emperor smiled and beckoned him to come over.

He went over and sat down on the stool brought by the eunuch, and the emperor slowly stretched out his hand from under the quilt and held his hand.

The hand that was healthy and strong a few months ago has become full of grooves, rough to the touch, and a little scratchy, showing the damage caused by the disease.The old and seriously ill emperor just patted his hand lightly, and his voice was also very soft: "You came to see me today, is there something important?"

King Jing hesitated for a moment, and said: "If you go back to your father, I have something important to discuss with you."

The emperor said: "What's the matter, tell me and listen."

King Jing then told the story of the abolished prince ordering Qin Feichuan to assassinate him.

Sure enough, this was just the beginning of the story, and just now he could be called the emperor with a pleasant face, but now his face was covered with clouds, and his expression was extremely ugly.

When King Jing finished his speech with the conclusion that Qin Feichuan was actually a person from the East Palace that the prince had placed next to him, the emperor's eyes were heavy, and there was a tendency of black clouds to overwhelm the city.

At this time, King Jing added another flame: "I know in my heart that the prince was angry for a while, so I made this decision. But I was lucky, and I was not injured. I was just worried that the prince would lose his mind due to his anger. I hurt my father, so I rushed over immediately, wanting to see with my own eyes if my father is safe."

He said it nicely.

The way of speaking is even more skillful. The emperor, who was still dark-faced just now, slowly calmed down, and did not faint from the anger.

But in fact, when he complained to the emperor earlier, he forcibly described the process of Qin Feichuan being kicked half to death by a heart-warming kick before he even touched his clothes, embellishing it into that he dodged in embarrassment under Qin Feichuan's fierce attack , finally found Kong Dun and began to wait for an opportunity to fight back. The two fought back and forth for hundreds of rounds.

Regardless of whether the emperor believed it or not, Jiang Yan who was next to him laughed secretly, and finally couldn't hold it back, covering his mouth and coughing several times.

Jiang Yan coughed, and the father and son looked over immediately, for fear that he would cough up blood.

——The last time Jiang Yan was summoned for an audience, I don't know if he was stimulated by the black tea he hadn't drunk, but he vomited a big puddle of blood in front of the emperor, and the emperor was shocked when he vomited, completely unexpected To the point where the seemingly healthy child is actually worse than the old man whose half body has been buried in the dirt.

Since then, the emperor has remembered that the youngest son of the Ye family is a sick child. He only drinks black tea for tea, medicinal food for meals, and sweets for snacks. vomiting blood.

In most of his life, the Son of Heaven had seen such a delicate person for the first time.

So this time when Jiang Yan coughed, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous, wondering if the eunuch served the wrong tea, which made him vomit blood again.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan coughed a few more times before stopping it, and then pleaded guilty in a low voice.

Seeing that everyone was fine for the time being, the Son of Heaven and Prince Jing looked away one after the other, and continued what they had just said.

It's just that Prince Jing was still not at ease, and had to glance at Jiang Yan from time to time to feel at ease.

Jiang Yan didn't look at him, just lowered his eyes, listening to the father and son's conversation obediently and peacefully, just like a human-shaped vase.

The emperor watched calmly, and finally commented slowly: "It's really inappropriate for the prince to do this."

Prince Jing withdrew his attention and answered in a low voice.

The emperor said: "I thought that after two years, he should see clearly, but who would have thought that he would still be messing around like this. I'm really disappointed."

Prince Jing didn't speak.

The emperor said again: "Forget it, I won't live long, so I'll clean it up for you before I leave."

Prince Jing said: "Father means..."

The emperor glanced at him lightly.

Obviously, the eyes are not as sharp or majestic as before, but it still makes people subconsciously raise their hearts, anxiously waiting for the next words.

Soon, the emperor closed his eyes, as if he was tired, and spoke more slowly.

It's just that his words were like thunder, shocking the entire bedroom.

"Prince, exile." The old emperor said, "Send him far away... let him be his prince, and the emperor also asks him to be his own, as long as he wants."

After a while, he said again: "The imperial edict is in the secret box under the bed. I failed to protect you back then and caused you to be a princess for so many years in vain. I am sorry for you."

King Jing was startled when he heard this.

It turned out that he knew the inside story of the civet cat's replacement of the prince.

He said again: "You are a good boy." He sighed softly, and said the last few words of his life, "I am at ease with you."

After saying the last sentence, his expression was calm and serene, as if he had fallen asleep.

In silence, Prince Jing slowly stretched out his hand, reaching for his breath.

After a pause, he felt for his pulse again.

Seeing Prince Jing's movements, the surrounding palace people all stopped breathing, and then without thinking about it, they plopped and knelt down.

Sure enough, the next moment, Prince Jing withdrew his hand, didn't speak, just lifted his clothes and knelt down.

He said in a low voice: "The son respectfully sends the father off."

The old eunuch next to him had already burst into tears.

"Your Majesty Bintian—"

The old eunuch sang loudly: "Your Majesty Bintian, Your Majesty Bintian—"

After singing, he stood up suddenly and slammed into the bedpost.

With a "bang", the most loyal servant of the emperor followed him away.

With this collision, weeping sounded immediately, the news of the emperor's death spread quickly, and the entire palace city was immediately put under martial law.

Several important ministers who had been waiting early entered the emperor's bedroom immediately, and together they took out the edict from the secret box, opened it, and it was indeed written that the eldest prince Ruan Jingqiu would inherit the throne.

After receiving the imperial edict, the emperor of the Jing Dynasty kowtowed and got up silently.

He turned behind him.

Then he realized that it was no wonder that Jiang Yan hadn't made any movement since just now. It turned out that he had already fallen asleep with his head propped up, and such a loud noise could not disturb him.

"..."

Prince Jing was a little dumbfounded.

He thought, fortunately Father didn't see anything just now, otherwise he would really be so angry that he would come alive.

Then he thought again, no, Father knows that he is delicate, and even if he saw it, he would not want to blame him.

Thinking of this, Prince Jing walked over, put the edict on the small table, then squatted down, resting his head on Jiang Yan's lap, as if to use it to regain his strength.

Several important ministers saw each other and looked at each other without saying anything.

So Prince Jing leaned back like that, with a serious expression on his face, and even his eyes gradually closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Jiang Yan just woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't look at the person on his lap, but only looked up at the dragon bed.

Seeing everyone kneeling and crying, he understood something, lowered his head, and patted Prince Jing's head.

Then he said softly: "Chen Yeqing, see the new emperor."

May the new emperor, who is ordered by heaven, live forever.

……

Years later, the first emperor entered the mausoleum, and the crown prince Ruan Jingqiu succeeded to the throne, with the reign name Tianyuan.

The new emperor ascended the throne, promulgated new laws, adjusted the six ministries, and later granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister to amnesty the world.

Among them, Ye Qing was the prime minister on the left, Chen Ersheng was on the right, and Chen Ersheng's wife, Shiru, was ordered to be in charge of the household department.

So the people who had finally accepted that the crown prince was a woman, but didn't want to become a man when he ascended the throne, and the people who were a little bit displeased suddenly stopped their flags, thinking that the female emperor is the emperor, and the male emperor is also the emperor, and they are all one person. Same.

At least Cintiq didn't have any prejudice against women just because he had acted as a woman for more than 20 years.

From this point of view, the new emperor has a broad mind and looks like a generation of wise emperors.

After the succession ceremony, the new emperor took Prime Minister Zuo to the main hall, saying that he had to discuss matters with Prime Minister Zuo.

At this time, all civil and military officials were absent, and the hall was empty and very quiet.

The new emperor retreated the left and right palace people, and when the door of the palace was closed, he slowly leaned over and pressed the frail left prime minister on the golden and emerald dragon chair.

Zuo Xiang was wearing a newly made official uniform today, the clothes were cut to fit, making him tall and tall, with a slender waist, showing a romantic attitude in his frailty.He raised his head slightly, looked at Emperor Tianyuan who was looking down at him, parted his red lips slightly, and said, "What does your majesty mean?"

The young courtier's voice was clear and weak, with a kind of unconscious pride, which made Emperor Tianyuan's heart itch a little: "Your Majesty has just ascended the throne, and he will kill the donkey, the cunning rabbit and the dog?"

His expression was also calm, he was not panicked by Emperor Tianyuan's actions, he was just a little puzzled, this was the first day of his enthronement, what kind of trick was he trying to play?

Emperor Tianyuan didn't reply, he just stretched out his fingers and stroked his lips.

The past years of fighting and killing the enemy left many scars on the fingers, and the fingertips became rough because of holding a knife and holding a gun for a long time. When touching the soft lips, no matter how light the force is, it still makes Jiang Yan feel tingly. silk pain.

He couldn't help frowning coquettishly: "It hurts. Take it easy."

Unexpectedly, Emperor Tianyuan finally spoke at this time, his voice was low and deep: "Today, I..."

After saying these three words, he didn't say any more, then he lowered his head, replaced his fingers with his lips, and kissed those crimson lips hard and hard.

The strength is extremely heavy.

Show no mercy.

Biting and sucking, as if trying to swallow it down the throat.

Jiang Yan's brows were wrinkled by the kiss, and he couldn't even make a sound of protest.

Only when the smell of blood gradually became more in his mouth, whoever's lip was broken first, the blood and body fluid mixed together, and all was sucked away by Emperor Tianyuan, he said vaguely: "...I don't want to bear it anymore."

Jiang Yan endured the pain and said, "What don't you want to endure?"

Emperor Tianyuan said: "I don't want to hold back and not hurt you anymore."

Jiang Yan: "..."

It was as if he had never hurt him every time before.

Fortunately, he knew in his heart that this person was truly happy today, so he slowed down his tone and said softly: "Then take it easy. I want to go to court with you tomorrow."

Emperor Tianyuan said yes.

The two of them didn't take off their clothes, they just lifted up the hem of their clothes and did it on the dragon chair.

The upper body of the delicate and frail Zuo Xiang was pressed against the back of the chair, and his legs were folded. Because of the cover of his official clothes, it was impossible for people to get a glimpse of the scenery below.Emperor Tianyuan had seen it many times before, but now he felt like a boy who tasted happiness for the first time, slowly groped in, served him with his lips and tongue, and gradually moved his hands up his waist and hips, carefully pleasing him. The chest on the left is more sensitive than other places.

By doing this, he held Jiang Yan's official uniform tightly, and any movement of his fingers could be perfectly highlighted, making Jiang Yan turn his head away after taking a look, and refused to look again.

Jiang Yan bit his lip and gasped for breath.

Sweat overflowed from his forehead, and fell into his temples obliquely. He closed his eyes impatiently, and stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.

It really is……

If I had known this person was a good flirt, I couldn't bear it if I couldn't bear it, it made him a little bit unbearable, it was really powerful.

Not long after, realizing that Jiang Yan was ready, Jing Qi raised his head and continued to kiss him.

The momentum below is like a broken bamboo, completely conquering the enemy.

If the enemy retreats, we advance; if the enemy does not move, we move.

Once the ferocious beast that had been imprisoned in his heart for many years broke out of the cage, the power and power made Jiang Yan's eyes shed tears unconsciously.

He couldn't help it, and cried again.

The cry was soft and thin, with a hint of arrogance, and it was very pleasant to hear.

In the middle of the journey, he was panting in a daze, completely oblivious to the fact that his position had been changed, and he sat face to face with Jing Qi.The latter supported his waist, and continued to attack with a deeper posture, endlessly.

The great joy overwhelmed the pain, Jiang Yan raised his neck, and pinched the knuckles of Jing Qi's back so hard that they turned white.Suddenly trembling all over, he lowered his head weakly, resting his forehead on Jing Qi's shoulder, muttering in a hoarse voice that enough is enough.

"It's still early, not enough."

Jing Qi whispered in his ear: "I let you go every time before, this time I want to have fun."

Jiang Yan said: "...every time?"

Jing Qi said, "Well, every time."

Jiang Yan didn't speak anymore, which was his acquiescence.

Jing Qi pushed aside his collar, leaving a bright mark on his collarbone.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sun outside the hall is getting higher and higher, the palace people come and go, they all avoid the hall intentionally or unintentionally.

His Majesty is discussing state affairs with Prime Minister Zuo.

They whispered, remember to move gently, and don't disturb the two inside.

There was less movement outside.

The love in the temple is still going on.

"Say."

"……say what?"

"Say you are mine, you are mine."

"……I'm yours."

"You and Jiangshan are mine."

"Jiangshan and I... both belong to you..."

"You will always be by my side and never leave me."

"I will always...by your side...never...well...you slow down, I hurt..."

"Then you remember this pain. In this life, from birth to death, only I can give you this pain. No one else can do it. No one has the qualifications."

Only I am the one you can hold your hand for the rest of your life.

just me.

just me.

……

In the morning court the next day, Jiang Yan couldn't go after all.

Even when he woke up, he had already turned down, and Emperor Tianyuan was sitting by the bed, rubbing his waist with one hand, and reviewing the memorial with a vermilion pen in the other.

Jiang Yan looked at the man who was not blushing and out of breath while doing two things at once.

A little pissed.

Why is this body so weak, it has only been cooking for half a day, and it is not up to par at all.

The upbeat left phase crawled out of the bed while propping his upbeat body. Before he could stand on the ground, his legs felt a little weak.

Ah, it's really disappointing.

He thought with a blank face, and then sat down obediently, watching the aloof emperor condescendingly bend down, put socks and shoes on him, and regarded him as a giant baby for countless times.

After getting dressed, the two ate breakfast together, and after making up their minds, they decided to go to Wanchun Palace to see Concubine Wan.

——Since the death of the first emperor, in more than a month, the two dug through the private treasury of the first emperor over and over again, and the national treasury has also been searched many times, but they still couldn't find the one that Concubine Wan said before. A thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotus.

Without Tianshan Snow Lotus, the antidote could not be made, and the poison in Jiang Yan's body has always been a hidden danger. It is uncertain when the toxin will completely erupt, and he is very likely to die from blood.

In this way, this hidden danger must be found to get rid of it no matter what.

Before leaving the bedroom, Jiang Yan thought for a while, turned back to get something, and was led by Emperor Tianyuan to sit on the chariot of God.

The palace people looked at their noses, their noses, their hearts, and thought silently in their hearts that His Majesty really trusted the Prime Minister so much that he was so favored that he could even make people sit on a chariot.

Only the historian who was close to him thought worriedly, His Majesty is so favored by the left chancellor, it seems that he will only take a scoop in this life, what should he do in the draft three years later?

Seeing the emperor's chariot set off, the historian didn't think any more, and followed up.

It should be said that Emperor Tianyuan's identity as a man is now well known in the world, and everyone in the world knows that their new emperor is actually the eldest prince born to Concubine Wan back then.Therefore, including civil and military officials, they couldn't understand why Concubine Wan still lived in the Wanchun Palace. Shouldn't she be promoted to Empress Dowager and be in charge of the Compassionate Ning Palace?

Why is it that the empress who has nothing to do with the new emperor now lives in the Compassionate Ning Palace?

This point, when Emperor Tianyuan went to the Palace of Compassionate Ning first, Emperor Tianyuan and Prime Minister Zuo greeted the Empress together, and then turned to Wanchun Palace, it made the palace people who didn't know it even more puzzling.

This confusion continued until Prime Minister Zuo took out a white handkerchief embroidered with red plums.

Seeing the handkerchief, the woman in Haiqing raised her eyelids, her beautiful face remained unmoved: "Master Zuo Xiang brought this here, what are you doing?"

Jiang Yan coughed lowly, and said, "This is what the midwife used to wash His Highness's face and body when your mother was giving birth."

When every Highness is born, there will be such a veil.

Excluding the second princess, there were two highnesses in the palace that year, Ruan Jingqiu had one, and the abandoned prince had one, so there were two in total.

One is the blood-stained one in Jiang Yan's hand, and the other is the blood-stained one.

Concubine Wan replied: "What's wrong with this thing?"

Jiang Yan said: "There is something wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Everything is wrong."

"Oh?"

Concubine Wan was not surprised, she only raised her eyebrows slightly to look at him.

- She is very confident.Ready to go.

After all, that bloody handkerchief was presented to her by Qianxiang when she first entered Wanchun Palace.

And she had already burned that one.

Without the blood-stained one, no matter how much Jiang Yan used this point to manipulate her cholera harem by exchanging civet cats for the prince, he would definitely not be able to accuse her of the corresponding crimes.

She is innocent, even if she can't be the queen mother, she is still the most honorable woman in the harem.

But Jiang Yan pulled the second handkerchief out of the sleeve with a jerk.

A wind blows in from outside the hall, and it just happens to blow away the wrinkled corners, so that the red plums stained with blood are clearly displayed in front of everyone.

Concubine Wan's complexion changed.

She even stood up from her seat, staring at the red plum blossom: "...Why are you here?"

Jiang Yan said: "The one I gave to the empress was just a fake."

The real two handkerchiefs have always been in his hands.

Jiang Yan said slowly: "These two things were made by two maids from the Shangyi Bureau. At the beginning, the empress told the first emperor that the one without blood belonged to the first prince, and the one with blood belonged to the second prince. But according to my secret investigation, But I learned that the one without blood was actually sent to Kunning Palace, and the one with blood was sent to Wanchun Palace."

That is to say, two handkerchiefs were exchanged.