The Dragon's Families of Mountains and Rivers

"Quick! Pass Sun Jing—" "Come on!"

"Pass to Sun Jing! Pass to Sun Jing!"

The roar and roar from the sleeping hall broke the quiet night. The emperor sat for half a night outside the sleeping hall. The entire Taiji hall, even Quan An, who served in the entire Taiji hall, guarded tremblingly and did not dare to blink. There was a sound, and in an instant, the lifeless hall seemed to come alive.

It's just that this revived atmosphere makes people feel uneasy...

His beloved little man is not hard-hearted, Xuan Zhan thought that even if he knew about their backgrounds, there would be a turning point between them, and the turning point lies in this unborn child, as long as there is this child, In any case, there is always room for maneuver.

But when he saw the crimson ball on the bed, and when Sun Jing knelt down tremblingly to plead guilty, saying that the child would be born prematurely, he realized in a daze that he...maybe really begging...

Maybe they really have no destiny, maybe he is really doomed to never get this person that he has been looking forward to for more than ten years in his whole life...

It was clearly September, but it was very gloomy. In the morning, the sky was dark and oppressive, and the hall was dark. There was a tall ebony screen at the door of the inner hall, and the shallow and patient pain in the hall Menhen is like that blunt knife, slowly sawsawing in his heart without stopping.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was holding outside the palace gate for five hours, but after this experience, he couldn't bear it again in this life.

After hearing Sun Jing's words, "Return to Your Majesty, Master Yun has blood deficiency after giving birth, and his body has suffered a loss. He will recover after ten months of recuperation." He even couldn't help thanking the gods and Buddhas.

Seeing that the emperor let down his suffocated breath, Sun Jing wiped the cold sweat that was permeating his forehead, and mustered up the courage to reply the second half of the sentence, "...Return to Your Majesty, I am incompetent, little prince... the little prince is too much!" Weak...you, died..."

The emperor has been on the throne for many years, it is not a pity that this hard-won prince died so young, but the emperor did not hesitate to leave his son and mother for the precious little master inside, which is enough to see that it is hard to come by The emperor's heir can't compare with the safety of Master Yun.

Xuan Zhan's expression was shocked, full of reluctance and sadness, the child was still trembling under his palm yesterday, kicking his palm as if whispering to him, it was only a day, and it was gone...

"...Go get the baby out."

Quan An was stunned for a moment, and wanted to comfort him, but seeing the expression on His Majesty's face, he couldn't say anything when he wanted to comfort him, so he had to answer in a low voice, and quietly entered the inner hall.

The strong bloody atmosphere in the hall hadn't dissipated yet, Sun Jing's wife was standing in front of the dragon couch holding her dead child, and Yun Ghou, who had just undergone painful childbirth on the dragon couch, was pale and fainted.

Quan An endured the pain in his eyes, and stepped forward, "Little master, this is..."

Mrs. Sun gave Quan An a gentle blessing, "Chief Manager, Master Yun passed out from exhaustion, but after giving birth, his blood was weak and his body was damaged, so it's not a serious problem."

Hearing this, Quan An looked at the little swaddling baby in Mrs. Sun's arms, and finally couldn't help wiping it off, "Mrs. Sun, take good care of the little master...you can give the little prince to our family... Your Majesty wants to see the little prince..." At the end, Quan An was choked up.

Fuquan was also standing by the couch, and he had been wiping away his tears before Quan An came in. Hearing Quan An cry now, his eyes were already red from crying.

The two of them watched Yun Gui's belly bulge day by day, and they watched the child grow up to this appearance day by day. They thought that in a few months, they would be able to meet this noble little prince. But I didn't expect such an accident to happen, such a good child, to die like this...

Mrs. Sun lowered her eyes and looked at the pitifully small child wrapped in swaddling clothes in her arms. She couldn't bear it at all. She raised her hand and wanted to touch it. After all, she estimated the child's noble status, so she didn't dare to act rashly. Pass the swaddling baby to Quan An.

Even though he knew that the noble child had lost his breath, Quan An still took it carefully, holding it firmly with both hands, turned around and left the inner hall.

Quan An stepped out of the palace gate, Xuan Zhan's eyes fell on the little baby in his arms, his heart was suffocated, when the child came to him, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he recovered slowly.

The baby's clothes, shoes and socks had been prepared by someone long after he knew that the man was pregnant. The pattern of the swaddle was chosen by him himself. The bright yellow satin was embroidered with four-clawed golden dragons, which belonged to the prince. symbolizes...

After taking the little swaddle that was so light and almost weightless from Quan An's hands, Xuan Zhan's eyes turned red. This is their child, that naughty and well-behaved child who would gently scratch his face against his stomach , will playfully kick the palm of his stomach, and coax him to sleep obediently and still...

Looking at the little face smaller than the palm of his hand inch by inch, with a delicate nose and mouth, and a pair of small eyes closed with two tiny ink lines, he seems to be asleep, quietly nestled in the swaddling clothes middle……

Looking at it, the invincible Nine-Five Lord bowed his head lightly, and gently kissed the child's narrow forehead, and two tears fell, falling on the child's small face.

It took a long time for Xuanzhan to calm down the turbulent emotions, and quietly stepped into the inner hall with the child in his arms, sat down beside the dragon couch, looked at the unconscious person on the couch, "Imperial son, this is the one who gave birth to you!" Father……"

After several hours of childbirth, and because the mother could not see the wind, the doors and windows in the hall were all closed. Although the palace staff had already cleaned up the bedroom, there was still a lingering bloody smell in the huge bedroom. .

The big bed of golden nanmu inlaid with dragon patterns and Yang carvings of sea huanghuali is hung with curtains symbolizing the most noble apricot and yellow dragon patterns on the bottom of the world. This is the bed of the emperor.

Today, the emperor sat sideways on the edge of the bed, held the hand of the person on the bed, and softly comforted him, "Laoer, the imperial doctor said that you are in a great loss, so don't worry too much. Although what happened to the emperor is regrettable, there will be a long time to come." ...There will always be."

Under the brocade quilt of the same color as the bed curtain, a pale man with disheveled black hair and a calm face, with a jade-like face, is clearly a man!

Hearing this, he struggled to turn over and was about to sit up.

The emperor was startled, and hastily stretched out his hands to press down on his thin shoulders, "Mourner! You just gave birth, so don't move around."

The person lying on the bed insisted on getting up, even though the movement was slow and difficult, he still insisted on struggling.

During the struggle, it was probably torn to the wound of childbirth, he frowned slightly, but still insisted on moving, the emperor couldn't do it, so he had to lend his hand to help him up.

The man who got up turned and knelt directly on the bed, his waist-length black hair hanging down his chest, half covering his pale face.

"Ai'er!?" The emperor was startled, and was about to reach out to help him, "What are you doing?"

The person kneeling on the couch bent over and kowtowed.

"Gao'er—" "Your Majesty, Yun Ghou is an ominous person, please Your Majesty depose Yun Gour." The words were cold and emotionless.

Pain flashed across the emperor's eyes, and after frowning slightly, he stretched out his hand and carefully embraced the person kneeling in front of him, and said almost sighing, "I've said it before, don't say such things again. "

Being hugged into the arms, the person didn't struggle, and leaned against the emperor's arms, but his body was inexplicably stiff.

There was a moment of silence in the bedroom.

Considering that he had just given birth, the emperor carefully placed the baby in his arms on the dragon bed, and waited on the edge of the bed until the baby on the dragon bed fell asleep.

"It's me who has no luck..."

After a long time, the emperor's sigh drifted lightly in the hall...

It doesn't matter if the emperor's heir is gone, and it doesn't matter if the child is not kept. As long as this person is a good person, what is the heir and prince?Being able to have this person is already the greatest blessing in his life, as for the lack of predestined relationship to heirs, let him be.

The news of the premature death of the emperor's heir quickly spread to the whole court. The emperor's cold and stern look made the civil and military officials of the Manchu court to talk about it in private. No one had the guts to touch the emperor at this juncture. Inverse scale.

When the queen and the Lin family heard the news, they breathed a sigh of relief. The crisis of the emperor's heir was temporarily removed, and the child's death finally gave them time to plan slowly.

Concubine De and the Zhang family were once again terrified because of the prince's death. Concubine De fell ill and never stepped out of Yongfu Palace.On September 23, Zhang Qingyu was dismissed from office and demoted to a commoner, and Concubine De was implicated by her father, so she was demoted to a commoner and expelled from the palace.

On September 25th, Lin Qirui was impeached for more than ten crimes, including forming a party for personal gain, practicing favoritism, and buying and selling officials. The emperor ordered a thorough investigation. Queen Lin was deposed.

So far, Xuan Zhan's harem became the first harem to be completely wiped out in the Dayin Dynasty.

In the court hall, the matter of conquering Annan was officially settled. The imperial court dispatched 50 troops to conquer Annan.

On the third day of October, the emperor personally issued a decree calling for Prince Yun's son to return to Beijing to be enshrined as Prince Yun.

On the eighth day of the [-]th lunar month, Yun Wei entered Beijing, and the emperor led all the civil and military officials out of the city to greet him in person.

The world-moving son of King Yun came from the wind and snow. Under the snow cap, the young man in his weak crown had picturesque features, noble and unparalleled.

The civil and military officials who accompanied the hunt in Nanyuan were all dumbfounded when they saw the Prince Yun who came facing the wind and snow.

Wang Fuchen and Qin Zhengyang looked at each other in shock.

Xuan Zhan looked at the person who came from afar, his eyes moved slightly.

Since you insist on soaring, since I can't force it, I will let you go for nine days, okay?

On the ninth day of November, Yun Wei entered the court and was enshrined. After 18 years, Dayin finally ushered in the world-shaking successor King Yun.

On the third day of February in the spring of the next year, the newly appointed Prince Yun, Yun Wei, led an army of 50 to conquer Annan, and returned triumphantly in May of the following year.

——The author's gossip at the end of the book: It's over, this ending is the only one I haven't fully explained in so many books I've written.

I didn't do it on purpose, nor did I want to finish it in a hurry. I really think that it's almost done here. I want to put the rest in the extra section, so that the main text can be written in such a form that is not complete or perfect. period.

A long time ago, the editor said that the story is almost complete, and there is no need to continue, but the last life experience was there from the beginning, so I vomited blood when I wrote it, so I still insisted on writing this stalk.

Amen, this book has been dragged on for too long, I thought I couldn’t finish it, but I didn’t expect that I would finish it, finally I have lived up to your waiting, thank you comrades who have been guarding this book, really grateful!