Reborn as King again

Xia Zhiyuan was right, I underestimated Zhou Ling too much, originally I just wanted to find a humble and obedient queen to stop the ministers from talking, but now it seems that I really shot myself in the foot .Killing Zhou Ling now will not only find no supporters behind him, but also startle the snake.

Xia Zhiyuan is really smart, I don't understand why the Xia family wants to send him to the palace, if he advises the Xia family, the Xia family will be much more troublesome than it is now.

"You won't let me kill the queen, then how can you get innocent?"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there is no meaning for me to live," Xia Zhiyuan looked at the glass of poisoned wine on the table, stroked his slender fingers along the mouth of the glass, and said after a long while: "I just said, even if I'm dead, and your children's illnesses won't be cured, the witchcraft is really ridiculous."

Hearing Xia Zhiyuan's confident tone, I asked, "What do you have in mind?"

"Since I know that the target is the queen, then I can guess about seven or eight points." Xia Zhiyuan raised his head and told me the conditions: "If I can help you settle this matter, can you promise me something?"

"what's up?"

"Let me change the way of death." Xia Zhiyuan's mouth was slightly raised, and the smile was warm: "I don't want to drink poisonous wine, I want to be killed in Taiye Court."

"Okay, I promise you."

After Xia Zhiyuan got my answer, he asked me to send someone to quietly bring the underclothes of the sick princes, as well as the quilts and pillows on the bed.

In order not to attract attention, I sent someone to go to Concubine Li's palace to fetch the things used by the deceased Li Bing. Those children's clothes, pillows, and brocade were all placed in front of my eyes. There was a sarcastic smile on his face, and then someone brought a pair of scissors, and immediately cut the brocade.

Xia Zhiyuan turned the quilt cover of the brocade quilt over, but saw that on the other side of the grass green silky fabric, there were actually a few pieces of half-worn cloth sewn on. The cloth was not a good material at first glance, as if it was cut from some clothes down.

Everything is obvious, the few pieces of rags were probably used by patients, and then they were sewn on the inside of the quilts, and these quilts were used by princes and princesses. They were young, so they were naturally infected. No matter how much medicine they drink, if they cover their illness with such brocade quilts, will their illness be cured?

Looking at the brocade quilt that Xia Zhiyuan had cut into pieces, I asked in amazement: "How did you come up with this idea?" I sent someone to search inside and outside the palace for the past few days, but found nothing. Why did Xia Zhiyuan just know that Zhou Ling did it, so he immediately reflected Zhou Ling's method?

Xia Zhiyuan put down the scissors in his hand, and answered irrelevant questions: "In the houses of the powerful and powerful, it is said that the son-in-law oppresses the son-in-law openly and makes him do nothing for a mediocre life, and he knows that the son-in-law secretly murdered the son-in-law in order to be in power. "Speaking Xia Zhiyuan said with a meaningful smile: "If I remember correctly, it is recorded in the genealogy of the Empress Empress that she is a descendant, but in fact she is just a lowly bastard, right?"

That morning, while I was in the morning court, Xia Zhiyuan was executed with a stick in Taiye court.

Later, I secretly ordered the shaman who exorcised the evil spirits to say that the houses of the princes and princesses are not clean, and all the things used have been stained with dirt, and all must be cleared and burned. In this way, all the sick princes moved out of the bedroom and found another bedroom. After staying to recuperate, all the things he used went to the House of Internal Affairs to get new ones, and then all the things he used were burned.

Facts have proved that there is really something wrong with the bedding. After cleaning up all the belongings of the princes, their illnesses gradually improved.

In the eyes of outsiders, it really is Xia Zhiyuan's witchcraft technique, no, once Xia Zhiyuan dies, all the princes and princesses will be fine.

Zhou Ling didn't have any doubts about what I did. He just thought it was just a coincidence. It happened that I listened to the words of the master shaman, which saved my children from this disaster.

I have checked the Imperial Pharmacy, Imperial Dining Room, House of Internal Affairs, Bureau of Internal Affairs, and Sifang before, and there is nothing suspicious about it. When I knew that the problem was the brocade quilt that was covered at night, I followed Zhou Ling's direction again. I checked the line again, and finally found out some sources. The problem lies in Xinzheku. The maids and eunuchs in Xinzheku are all guilty people. Generally, even if they get sick, they can't ask the imperial doctor, and let them fend for themselves.According to inquiring about Zhou Ling as the master of the harem, seeing how pitiful the palace maids in Xinzheku who had not recovered for a long time, he privately let them go out of the palace to seek medical treatment.

The brocade quilts used by the princes when they were sick were not new, and those quilts were sent to Xinzheku for washing before the autumn. I am afraid that Zhou Ling bought a few palace ladies who were sick in Xinzheku to work at that time, and then promised them Let them leave the palace after the matter is completed, so the sick maids cut their own clothes and sewed them on the inside of the princes' brocade quilts, and then sent them back. In autumn, when the weather turns cold, the princes will use these for tampering bedding and get sick.At this time, I will check again, and those maids have already left the palace, and I can't find anything at all.

If it wasn't for Xia Zhiyuan, I'm afraid I'd be kept in the dark forever.

After Xia Zhiyuan's death, my children were no longer ill. They took medicine on time every day, and they all recovered very quickly. Among those who recovered, there was one exception, that is Yun'er.

Yuner's fever had gradually subsided and she was no longer in a coma, but she was like a different person, lying on the bed and not talking, no matter how He Wenliu or others teased her, she would just stay blank and ignore her.Even if he recovered, he ignored everyone, stuttered, cried and snotted, and didn't know anyone.

Later, the imperial doctor checked Yun'er again from the inside to the outside, and finally shook his head and said to He Wenliu, "I'm afraid that Princess Yun'er's high fever did not go away before, and her brain was burnt out. She doesn't recognize anyone, and she will be stupid in the future." .”

He Wenliu and I were originally in the cold war period, but I couldn't ignore what happened to Yun'er. Yun'er was He Wenliu's treasure, and so many things were on He Wenliu before, I was afraid that he would be as ill as Dan'er was when he died.

Li Ji was imprisoned, Yun'er was stupid, and He Wenliu angered me again, so the palace of Qingluan was gloomy.

When I saw He Wenliu again, he was standing in front of Yun'er's bed, feeding Yun'er porridge. When Yun'er saw me, he was like a frightened little mouse, grabbing He Wenliu's sleeve and refusing to let go.

He Wenliu turned around and saw me with a surprised expression on his face, he thought I was still angry with him.He Wenliu hurriedly got up to greet him.In the past, when Yun'er saw me, she would pester me in all kinds of coquettish ways, but now she looks at me like a stranger, with a defensive face, completely missing the usual cheerful and lively smile.

Seeing Yun'er's hostility towards me, He Wenliu quickly explained: "Your Majesty, Yun'er still..."

"I have already heard from the imperial doctor," I walked to He Wenliu's side and sat on Yun'er's bed. Comforting him, he said: "You... don't be too sad, Yun'er will be a princess no matter what she becomes, and when she grows up, I will definitely find her a good consort, the daughter of the royal family will not worry about marrying. "

He Wenliu smiled slightly after hearing the words, that smile was as warm as the sun, and his crescent-like eyes revealed a trace of warmth. His thin body leaned against me, with the other hand on the back of my hand, and said softly: "Slightly Thank you, Your Majesty, please don't worry, Yun'er will be blessed if she survives a catastrophe, and she will get better in the future."

This is He Wenliu's real reaction. No matter how sad he is, he will not show it. Instead, he said something nice to make me feel at ease. In fact, I hope that He Wenliu will feel better if he cries like last time.

I can't say anything more, I just sat quietly with him, He Wenliu fed Yun'er the porridge, and gently coaxed Yun'er to sleep.Yun'er, this princess who was supposed to hold the moon among the stars, turned into a silly princess because of the battle in the palace. She must be very embarrassed in the future.

Yun'er fell asleep quickly, and I inadvertently put my hand on He Wenliu's knee and tried to stand up, when I heard He Wenliu's mouth moaning, "Hiss..."

"Concubine Wen, what's wrong with you?" I looked down at He Wenliu's pale face.

"It's nothing." He Wenliu said, standing up with me.

I don't believe what he said, I seemed to have touched his knee just now, thinking of this, I grabbed He Wenliu's arm and pulled him closer, with the other hand I picked up his water-blue palace gown, and groped to his waist , wanting to untie his belt.

"Don't... this is Yun'er's room, let's... let's change the land..." He Wenliu thought I wanted to ask him here, so he was so scared that he took several steps back in a row, holding my hand tightly to prevent me from moving .

"Shut up," I ignored He Wenliu's pleading, and didn't stop my hands. I insisted on taking off He Wenliu's pants: "If you make your voice louder, Yun'er will be woken up by you."

"You..." He Wenliu couldn't struggle, so he could only helplessly let me take off his pants in front of Yun'er's bed.

Soon, He Wenliu's white and straight legs were exposed in front of me. I saw his knees were extremely red and swollen, and suddenly remembered that he knelt for more than three hours at the gate of the Compassionate Ning Palace because of Li Ji. I asked a little reproachfully: "Didn't I ask you to see the imperial doctor? Why is it still swollen like this?"

"I..." He Wenliu groaned and groaned, but couldn't explain why.

I don't need him to tell me, it's probably because Li Ji is busy with Yun'er's affairs, so I can't care about myself.

Without saying a word, I picked him up, and He Wenliu almost cried out in shock. I carried him out of Yun'er's room, and the guards outside all knelt down when they saw him.

It's late autumn now, with the cold wind blowing, He Wenliu trembled for a while. He blushed and buried his head between my necks. Thinking about it, I took off his underpants. If it wasn't for the palace clothes to cover him , I am afraid that everyone can see his bare butt.

Fortunately, He Wenliu's dormitory is relatively close to the dormitory where Yun'er is currently living. Soon I carried He Wenliu into his dormitory. Before entering the dormitory, I asked Wanfu to bring him a basin of hot water.

After entering the dormitory, I put He Wenliu on the soft couch by the window, Wan Fu quickly brought a basin of hot water into the room, and dismissed the inner eunuchs with a wink, leaving He Wenliu and me alone.

I picked up the brocade towel next to the tub, put it in hot water to wet it, and let He Wenliu sit on the soft couch, let his legs rest on the soft couch, I lifted his palace clothes, let him legs exposed to the air.I took out the brocade scarf in the tub and wrung it dry, and applied it on He Wenliu's swollen knee, which should make him feel better.

He Wenliu hesitated to speak, not knowing what to say, "My minister..."

"I have checked the records of entering the palace, Prime Minister He hasn't handed over a sign in the past three months." I didn't look up, and focused on He Wenliu massaging his knees: "You called him into the palace on purpose, right?"

He Wenliu's face froze immediately, as if someone had caught him, "I..., I'm sorry," He Wenliu wanted to get up and apologize to me, but I suppressed him: "Sit down for me. Now, don't you see that your own knee is swollen?"

He Wenliu's whole body was stiff, he grabbed my sleeve and kept explaining to me: "Weichen... I was helpless at that time, I couldn't just watch Ji'er being wronged and remain indifferent, and...and in the end I didn't It also proves that Ji'er is innocent, it was... Yuan Ronghua framed him."

I was silent for a moment, but I still didn't tell the truth about Xia Zhiyuan's scapegoat. He is dead anyway, and it doesn't matter who he is. Moreover, He Wenliu was originally hostile to Zhou Ling. If he knew that Zhou Ling framed Li Ji, it would be unavoidable. He Wenliu will think more about doing something outside the scope of my plan.

The author has something to say: Xia Zhiyuan must die, because his surname is Xia, and the scumbag emperor will not let anyone surnamed Xia go~ Yun'er is sick and stupid, this is what the plot requires, please don't shoot Xiaoyu because of this setting, Xiaoyu will give Yun'er a happy ending.