Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

In Yancheng Palace.

Queen Qin watched Mao Ping jump out of the window, fly onto the eaves, and disappear into the dense forest. She sat there for a moment, then got up and went into the inner room, opened the bed, and took out her red tasseled spear from under the bed.

With his slender fingers, he carefully stroked the sharp tip of the gun, straightened the red tassel, grasped the gun body, and then swung it back behind him in the spacious and empty room.

The gun tip piercing the air made a slight clanging sound, which reflected the loneliness she felt as she lived here year after year.

She closed her eyes and forced back the tears that were about to overflow. She was going back to the capital, and she could not shed even a single tear from now on.

She slowly took back the red tasseled spear in her hand, gently stroked the spear body again, and finally looked at it reluctantly before putting it back under the bed.

There are no fighting with swords and guns in the palace, so this gun is no longer needed.

In the past, she was the daughter of the Qin family, shouldering the glory of the Qin family. She had no choice but to enter the palace and marry the emperor. Even though she was the Empress of the Central Palace, she had to give in a little when facing Concubine Qi, who was extremely favored by Emperor You'an.

He was even forced to retreat to the Yancheng Palace in order to save his life.

But now, her son has grown up and has the ability to protect himself. The Qin family is no longer a yoke to her, but an in-law who can be used by her son... She is willing to return to that cannibalistic harem and help her son ascend to the throne!

This time, no one can stop it, not even... the emperor.

She looked at her own white hands, her mind turned, and she went out of the inner room again, out of the main hall, and walked forward to where she could see the gate of the palace from afar. She stared at it steadily, her eyes becoming more and more determined, so determined that they exuded a sharp murderous intent, and then slowly subsided.

Queen Qin slowly raised her foot, turned around, and walked towards the side hall where the Taoist priest was praying.

These Taoists were prepared for the annual sacrifices, so they were well supported all year round and lived in the same palace. When Queen Qin felt lonely and bored, she would come to see what they were doing - to kill time. It was impossible to believe it.

If praying to gods and Buddhas was useful, wouldn't everyone in this world be lying down, looking up at the sky, with their mouths wide open, just waiting to catch the pie in the sky?

However, these Taoists were not completely useless, because she was the only master in this palace after all, so she naturally took on the responsibility of managing them.

Therefore, whenever these ascetics who had renounced the secular world saw her, they would respectfully call her "Queen Her Majesty".

Queen Qin didn't care about this respect, but she liked their obedience.

She stepped over the threshold, knelt on the cushion, listened to the buzzing sound of chanting filling the hall, clasped her hands together, and looked up in trance at the statue of the Three Pure Ones placed in the middle.

She knew that people can only save themselves...but in front of these people who practiced Taoism and worshipped Buddha, she still had to put on some pretense before making a request.

Queen Qin sighed, as if unable to hide her fatigue: "My Lord, I have grown older recently and always feel that I am unable to do what I want. Can I ask for an elixir that can beautify my complexion, prolong my life, and strengthen my body?"

Ever since Chang Congxianchang entered the Yancheng Palace, she knew that she was serving the royal family, so she would naturally not refuse the Queen's order. What's more, she was just asking for an elixir, which was not a difficult task.

He nodded and said, "Yes, I will start refining the elixir for you right away."

Queen Qin nodded with satisfaction, thanked him, and stood up to leave the hall.

She remembered reading about this medicine in a miscellaneous book. It looked like a tonic with significant effects, but in fact it could drain the body.

Since she was going to enter the palace, she had to bring some self-defense... As for who to give the pill to, she had to first see who was the most blind.

......

Three days later, the guards escorting the coffins of Prince Duan and Prince Yao back to the capital finally arrived.

At the morning court session the next day, all the civil and military officials were gloomy and solemn.

Emperor You'an went up the steps and sat on the extremely large dragon throne to accept the kowtows of all the officials. The ministers sighed as they looked at Emperor You'an, who seemed to have aged ten years overnight.

The ministers were very sensible and no one dared to submit any memorials, no matter how important they were. They just wanted to wait until the court session was over to seek advice from the prince.

The censors, who are usually the most stubborn, also knew how to act very well and never spoke a word.

After the ministers kowtowed, there was silence in the court. In this silence, Emperor You'an spoke in a hoarse and low voice:

"I'm sure you've all heard about the news that Prince Yao died of an acute illness in Jingchu. It was Prince Duan's inappropriate words and deeds that led to Prince Yao's death. After the Imperial Concubine learned about this, she has been in a coma for the past few days. I'm afraid she will die with him... I mean that although Prince Duan is a prince, his crime is unforgivable. Let him go to the underworld to forgive Prince Yao's crime. After the Imperial Concubine and her son die, they will be buried together."

When the ministers heard this, they were shocked. The imperial concubine was just sick, but not dead yet. Has the emperor decided to bury her now... How did the imperial concubine offend the emperor?

But no one dared to object. After all, Emperor You'an was extremely sad now. If he said something wrong by accident, he might really be buried with the imperial concubine and her son!

So after Emperor You'an finished speaking, everyone said in unison: "We will obey His Majesty's orders."

Emperor You'an sighed deeply and leaned weakly on the armrest of the dragon throne. Eunuch Shi glanced at the emperor and at the right time offered him a cup of ginseng tea to boost his spirits.

Emperor You'an drank a sip of tea and felt that he could hold on, so he continued to discuss the matter: "How should we handle the funeral ceremony? Let's talk about it."

“Why not confer the title of Crown Prince Yaohui on our eldest brother, and bury him with the ceremony of a crown prince…” No one expected that the person who rushed to speak first would be the usually timid and cowardly Second Prince, Murong Rui.

Murong Xuan glanced at Murong Rui lightly, and a smile flashed across his eyes, as if he was laughing at the fact that the Second Prince had hidden his thoughts so deeply in the past... He was almost fooled by him.

Which prince in the world would not be tempted by the throne?

However, did he think that since the eldest and fourth brothers were dead, he would have a chance? That was just wishful thinking!

"The Second Prince is very polite." Murong Xuan then spoke up, "My eldest brother has always been calm and steady, so why not add the word 'Duansu' to his posthumous title?"

"Well, let's do as the prince wishes." Emperor You'an nodded with satisfaction. Although two of his sons had died, his remaining sons were all people of noble character and gentle temperament.

The second prince Murong Rui was just about to show off when the crown prince got there first, so he immediately thought of saying something that would make the emperor praise him:

“Brother… er, the funeral ceremonies for Crown Prince Duansu Yaohui and Prince Duan can be handled by the Ministry of Rites.

As for the funeral of the Imperial Concubine, I think it should be hosted by the imperial concubines in the harem. Keeping vigil and mourning are complicated, and I think Imperial Concubine Liang is not able to take care of the Seventh Prince. Among the imperial concubines of such high rank, Imperial Concubine Fang is the most suitable. "

There were only two people above the rank of concubine in the harem, Concubine Fang and Concubine Liang, so Murong Rui pushed his mother to take charge.

"What do you think, my dear ministers?" Emperor You'an's tone was calm, as if he had no opinion on this, as if as long as the ministers had no objection, he would issue an edict according to King Rui's suggestion.

Prime Minister Song said slowly:

"Your Majesty, Queen Qin is the head of the Central Palace. It would be most appropriate to bring her back to preside over the funeral ceremony for the Imperial Concubine. Moreover, according to etiquette and rules, the funeral ceremony for Crown Prince Duan Su Yao Hui should be attended by the Queen, the legal mother."

"When the Queen gave birth to her son, thunder and fire fell from the sky. It was because of her bad moral character! Moreover, so many years have passed, and the Queen no longer cares about worldly affairs. How can she preside over such a thing as a funeral? This old minister disagrees! It is most appropriate for Concubine Fang to take charge of this matter." The person who spoke was the Minister of Rites Liao Guangyuan.

The sudden death of Prince Yao instantly made Prince Yao's supporters like him feel embarrassed.

......How could the prince not know my attitude towards the Crown Princess in the past? There is no guarantee that the prince will not bear a grudge. Since Prince Rui intends to show his face, I might as well turn to Prince Rui!

At least Prince Rui seems to be easier to fool than the Crown Prince!

But Duke Qin was unwilling to do so!

This was such a legitimate opportunity to bring his sister back to Beijing. He immediately retorted:

“I feel that what Prime Minister Song said is absolutely right. Queen Qin has been praying for the country in the palace for many years. She has long been cultivating virtue and is a person of great fortune. It is reasonable, legal and moral that she should appear at the funeral of Crown Prince Duansu Yaohui.

Moreover, Queen Qin has lived in Yancheng Palace for many years and is very familiar with funeral rites and etiquette. It should be no problem for her to preside over the funeral of the imperial concubine."

Then the Minister of War Chen Yi also spoke up, "I also think that what Prime Minister Song said is very true. Concubine Fang rarely takes care of palace affairs. The funeral of the noble concubine is a state affair after all. I am afraid that it will lose the dignity of the royal family."

After all, he was half a royal family member, and he had long seen that the imperial concubine had fallen out of favor, so he focused on the issue of dignity.

Emperor You'an didn't care about the imperial concubine, but the words "royal dignity" touched his heart, so he nodded and said, "Let's welcome Qin back to the palace."