Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Xiao Jingchuan called for someone, but it was quiet outside, without a single sound.

"Ah."

Xiao Huanzhi's phoenix eyes were full of ripples, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face. He said indifferently: "You are really stupid, but you don't know that the throne that you cherish so much is just something that I disdain..."

"Oh, maybe you don't know that when the previous emperor passed away, what he left behind was not an edict of succession, but an edict of abdication."

"I gave you this position of emperor without any hesitation."

Many people knew about the abdication edict, at least the old eunuch from the Weaving Bureau knew about it, otherwise he would not have dared to embroider the five-clawed dragon on the regent's crown robe.

Similarly, Zhu Baishao’s father also knew about this matter.

Xiao Huanzhi did not tell Zhu Baishao the whole truth at first.

Her father simply could not accept that his daughter had gone from being the future queen mother to being an ordinary princess, and was therefore dissatisfied with Xiao Huanzhi. Even though he had forged an imperial edict, abandoned the throne, and only appointed himself the regent for fun, Zhu's father still made things difficult for him everywhere, for fear that he would do something wrong again.

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenching, and he roared: "Impossible! How could my father not pass the throne to me? This is just your one-sided statement!!"

Xiao Huanzhi looked at his ferocious appearance and laughed softly, "You are quite different from the obedient and timid person you were when you were a child... Forget it, let's show it to His Majesty."

Immediately, two guards in brocade clothes brought out an imperial edict, opened it, and held it in front of Xiao Jingchuan.

Xiao Jingchuan gritted his teeth and lowered his head to read. The familiar handwriting made his face gradually pale.

"…abdicated the throne to Qi Wang Xiao Huanzhi, inherited the mandate of heaven, and taught the people."

He read ten lines at a glance, and when he saw the last sentence, his blood boiled and he vomited blood.

Fortunately, the two guards reacted quickly and did not spit on the abdication edict.

"Originally, I had no interest in the throne, but who told you to be so reckless as to attract her attention..."

"I can give you this throne, but I can also take it away."

Xiao Huanzhi's rhythm of enunciating words was still steady. After he finished speaking, he straightened his sleeves, ignored Xiao Jingchuan who was cursing behind him, and turned to walk out of the hall.

The two guards put away the imperial edict and walked towards Xiao Jingchuan with gloomy faces.

Not long after, the two guards left. Before leaving, one of the guards pushed down the copper candle holder on one side, and immediately the red candle flames entangled the curtains on the corridor pillars.

Coupled with the kerosene poured by people outside, in a short while, the flames engulfed the entire palace.

Jiang Tang, who was recuperating in the side hall, was awakened by the smoke produced by the flames. She looked at the spreading fire, feeling anxious, and shouted at the top of her lungs, but no one answered.

Her tendons in her hands and feet had been cut before, and she struggled to get out of bed, but fell to the ground again, flapping her arms and legs weakly like a fish that had come ashore.

"Water-"

"Save Your Majesty!"

Soon, the palace became noisy.

When the palace servants put out the fire, two charred bodies were found in the palace.

A charred male corpse was found with the white jade pendant that Xiao Jingchuan often wore, confirming that it was him without a doubt.

The other one looked slender, exactly like Ginger Candy's.

Naturally, the commotion in the palace could not be concealed. People were shocked to learn that the emperor was burned to death in the palace. Some people speculated that it was the prime minister who was unwilling to be killed and counterattacked before his death, which was another shocking thing.

At the same time, the young emperor Xiao Jingchuan's attempt to join forces with the prime minister to assassinate the regent was also exposed.

With both witnesses and physical evidence, Xiao Jingchuan's reputation was completely ruined.

Many people lamented that it would be of no benefit to try to get the skin of a tiger.

He brought disaster upon himself.

The whole world was shocked for a while.

At this time, another question arises: who will inherit the throne? You know, Xiao Jingchuan has no children yet!

At the height of the turmoil in the court, an insider who wished to remain anonymous came forward to reveal that the true heir to the throne was the Regent Xiao Huanzhi, but the Prime Minister forged an imperial edict and gave the throne to the easy-to-control Xiao Jingchuan.

Now the scholars and the people in the court all had the answer in their hearts, and began to kneel down and beg the Regent Xiao Huanzhi to succeed to the throne.

A real begging.

From the courtyard of Zhuxingju, Zhu Baishao could see that the street where the Regent's Palace was located was crowded with people kneeling, some wearing gorgeous clothes, some wearing coarse linen, all kinds of people.

What the people want.

Xiao Huanzhi put on a complete show and declined three times before he ascended the throne as emperor, with the reign title of Tianxi.

Because of his past prestige, the court was quite stable. He was not very busy after ascending the throne. The first thing he did was to sentence the prime minister and behead him in public.

On the day of the execution, Zhu Baishao took Bitao to the scene and watched the prime minister being executed on the high platform.

She didn't look at the splattering blood, but looked at the birds flying in the sky. She was silent and thinking about what to do next.

Xiao Huanzhi has feelings for her, but after he ascends the throne he may have three thousand beauties in his harem, which Zhu Baishao doesn't like.

At this moment, a guard came running over and said after a salute: "Miss Zhu, Master Wen is dying."

Zhu Baishao was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly followed him down the platform and rode the horse prepared by the guards to Zhuxingju.

The windows in the room were wide open and the light was bright, so when Zhu Baishao came in, she saw Wen Yan leaning against the head of the bed. He had a pale face and long hair.

Seeing Zhu Baishao walk in quickly, Wen Yan raised his lips, his eyes were clear, and there was a deep reluctance in his eyes, "I thought I would never see you again..."

Zhu Baishao sat on the edge of the bed. Because of some emotions that emerged in her heart, her usually cold and clear voice trembled a little, "Wen Yan..."

"Wen Yan, wait for me."

After saying this, Zhu Baishao hurried back to her room and, with the help of Bitao, changed into the red wedding dress that the embroiderers had worked overtime to make.

Without time to put on makeup, Zhu Baishao just applied lipstick and hurried back to Wen Yan's room.

When Wen Yan saw her, his handsome face showed a kind of rosy glow, his eyes were full of surprise, and he regained some of his former charm.

He watched Zhu Baishao approach in her wedding dress and sit down beside the bed. He raised his hand with difficulty and touched the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye. He smiled softly and said, "You are so beautiful... If I can't marry you in this life, there is always the next life."

"Ahem...can I hug you?"

Zhu Baishao looked at him, and seeing his lips gradually turning pale, she seemed a little sad, and nodded slightly.

Wen Yan hugged her with difficulty, and a light and fragrant fragrance instantly dispelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine in his nose.

The weight of his upper body was almost all on her, and he said softly: "I envy Xiao Huanzhi so much..."

"Zhu Baishao, you must remember me. In the next life, I will come to find you with the teardrop mole..."

His voice became lower and lower until it was barely audible.

Zhu Baishao felt his arm sliding down from behind her, his chin hanging limply on her shoulder.

She saw the red arrow in her field of vision, her eyes flickered, her nose felt sore, and when she closed her eyes, a tear slid down the corner of her eye and soaked onto her clothes.