Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

According to Hua Rong's idea, Ji Anni mentioned the matter of letting Prince Ming ascend the throne to the ministers. Unexpectedly, most of the ministers remained silent, and no one directly jumped out to oppose it. No matter how unlike the palace is now, and how unlike the court is now, compared to that hellhole of the Western Capital, the ministers are still willing to stay in the capital.

The emperor has been ill and has not attended court for a long time. Ever since the emperor appointed Prince Ming as the crown prince, the ministers have all been mentally prepared to assist Prince Ming one day. Those who are willing are naturally willing, and those who are unwilling have gradually figured it out after such a long time. Therefore, Ji Anni now proposed that Prince Ming ascend the throne. The timing is just right and there is almost no resistance. Even if a few ministers opposed it later, they only considered the safety of the emperor and were afraid that Liu Guang would be unfavorable to the emperor. Ji Anni told the ministers what Hua Rong said last night, and the ministers stopped talking after hearing it.

The matter was decided, and the specific details were handed over to the Ministry of Rites and Wenhua Academy to draft. Ji Anni retired from the court first and wanted to see Yizhen. But after asking around, she found out that Yizhen was not feeling well today and went to see the imperial physician for a consultation. Ji Anni was a little worried and was about to return to her room when she saw Yizhen coming in from the gate of the courtyard.

The warm sunlight fell on her face, but she was like an ice man, stiff and cold.

Ji Anni walked up and asked, "Yizhen, are you sick?"

Yizhen shook her head slightly, her face pale, almost colorless, and her hand subconsciously placed on her lower abdomen.

Seeing Yizhen was not in high spirits, Ji Anni supported her and sent her back to her room, saying as they walked: "You should have a good rest. This period of time has been too turbulent and no one has been able to sleep well, but things will get better in the future. By the way, I have just proposed to the ministers that Ming'er ascend the throne. They did not object and are now preparing. Yizhen, you are Ming'er's mother, let's go together during the sacrifice to heaven."

"Okay." Yizhen nodded gently, but her mental state was still a little sluggish. If Ji Anni knew that she was pregnant, would she still invite her like this? If there hadn't been that fire in the palace, if Long Mohan hadn't been held hostage by Liuguang, Long Mohan would have been very happy to hear the news of her pregnancy. If Prince Ming hadn't been made the crown prince, then her child would most likely be the crown prince. Ironically, it was she who persuaded the emperor to make Prince Ming the crown prince.

After finally getting pregnant, Yizhen was not overjoyed by the prince who came out of nowhere. On the contrary, she was filled with anxiety and regret. It seemed that she had done something wrong, causing her future to deviate from the right track, and she could no longer get it back on track.

Three days later, Prince Ming offered sacrifices to the heaven and ancestors and officially ascended the throne. Ji Anni and Su Yizhen were both promoted to queen mothers. The two queen mothers assisted in the administration and returned the power after the emperor came of age. Ji Anni finally took the first step in her promise to Xue Lan. This regime was the dream she had described to Xue Lan. Not only did the monster prince become the emperor, but he also appointed his eldest grandson and the ghost king as the left and right prime ministers, respectively, to be in charge of human and monster affairs. Humans and monsters were forced together, but whether they could coexist peacefully, everyone, including Ji Anni, had a hint of uneasiness in their hearts.

The palace needed to be renovated. Due to the heavy damage, it was too difficult to completely repair it. Taking this opportunity, Ji Anni suggested that the Ministry of Internal Affairs should reduce the size of the palace to avoid wasting money and manpower. The dead in the palace fire were buried with honor, and the White Tiger Gate, which was a sea of ​​blood, gradually returned to its original appearance.

An Zhonghuan, who was not valued in the new regime, saw that the situation was hopeless and proposed to retire and return home. The An family, which was once powerful, has lost its former prestige. The only An family power in the court is An Youchen. Not only was he not demoted, but he was highly valued. At first, the guarding of the palace and the imperial city was entrusted to two ministers, but after Liuguang's rebellion, the guarding of the entire palace was handed over to An Youchen. Not only that, even the army of the Kang family was handed over to An Youchen for reorganization. This was all because of Yizhen's strong recommendation. Now all that is left in the court are a group of civil officials, and among them, An Youchen is the only one who can command the army.

On the second night after the coronation ceremony, Yizhen secretly called Huarong to her room, saying that she had something important to discuss.

Huarong arrived on time, but her expression was colder than before. Yizhen knew the reason, but she deliberately asked, "What's wrong? Isn't everything going according to your idea? Not only are you unhappy, but you seem to be cheated."

"Your Majesty, do you still remember what you promised me?" Hua Rong did not hide anything and asked bluntly.

"The palace has been in chaos lately. I have forgotten a lot of things. What are you referring to?" Yizhen still pretended to know nothing.

Hua Rong said viciously, "You promised to wipe out the An family."

After hearing this, Yizhen just glanced at her lightly, not surprised at all. After a while, she said, "Isn't Concubine An, whom you hate the most, dead?"

"But An Youchen is still here. You know I hate him, so why do you still use him? I did everything I promised you, and I made you the queen mother. But what about what you promised me? Not only did you not do it, but you also deliberately did the opposite." The speed of speech was getting faster and faster. These words had been suppressed in my heart for a long time, and now they finally burst out.

No matter how angry Huarong was, Yizhen still maintained a calm tone and said, "General An has never harmed you, so why do you regard him as an enemy? He has helped us a lot, and he should have his current position according to his merits."

Hua Rong sneered, "It seems that you are not going to help my An family to kill them all."

"You blame me for not keeping my promise, but you helped me, is it just for me? You asked me to persuade the emperor to make Prince Ming the crown prince, and made me Prince Ming's concubine, isn't it to use me to help you avenge, and also to redress Zhao Ji and her son? I believed you, so I came to this step, but now there is no way back." Having said this, she subconsciously placed her right hand on her lower abdomen. Thinking of the child that suddenly appeared in her belly, she could no longer remain calm.

Huarong noticed that Yizhen looked a little strange and asked suspiciously, "What's the way out?"

Yizhen calmed down, smiled softly, stared at Huarong and said, "...I'm pregnant."

Huarong raised her eyebrows slightly and stared at Yizhen in disbelief.

"I didn't expect things to turn out like this. Maybe it's because the sterilizing medicine was fake. What should I do now? I'm already the Queen Mother, but I'm pregnant with the late Emperor's child. How can I give birth to him? If Xiao Zhao knew, she would definitely..." As she spoke, Yizhen's eyes became flustered. She used a little more force to cover her belly, as if she was afraid that the child would suddenly disappear.

Before she could finish her words, Hua Rong interrupted her and said, "You are too suspicious. You two are still friends. If she knew, she would be happy for you. It's just that you have something to hide, so you are worried."

"How do you know..." Yizhen no longer believed Huarong and stared at her with suspicion. "You said that just to let my guard down. Your heart is with Zhaoji. If I lose this child, you will definitely be happy for Zhaoji."

Facing Yizhen's fierce accusations, Huarong calmed down and said slowly: "I am telling the truth. I never favor anyone. The reason I approached her before was just to ask her to help me get revenge."

Yizhen suddenly grabbed Huarong's hand, pulled her in front of her, and asked in a low voice: "Since you don't favor her, then tell me, if I want my child to inherit the throne in the future, how can I get rid of Zhaoji?"

Huarong shuddered violently, staring at Yizhen with a distorted expression in disbelief.

"See, you still favor her." Yizhen snorted coldly and angrily shook off Huarong's hand.

Hua Rong sighed and said slowly: "You shouldn't have the intention to kill her. She is a thousand-year-old fox demon, and you are just an ordinary human. You can't kill her at all."

"Didn't Xue Lan die back then?" Yizhen refused to give up.

"Xue Lan died voluntarily. Unless you can make Zhao Ji do something wrong like Xue Lan that she cannot forgive herself for, you cannot kill her. But I advise you to tell Zhao Ji about your pregnancy honestly. She will be happier than you." Hua Rong raised her eyes and looked at Yi Zhen leisurely under the bright moonlight. "I suddenly understand why you support An Youchen, because you don't trust me or Zhao Ji, so you need to find someone who can make you feel at ease. You came to me tonight to discuss something important, just to tell me that you are pregnant?"

"Not only that." Yizhen's eyes suddenly flashed and became a little gloomy. "General An said that after hearing the news that Prince Ming ascended the throne, Xidu Liuguang specially sent someone to deliver a gift. The gift was just delivered today. General An only dared to tell me and has not dared to tell Zhao Ji yet."

"Oh?" Hua Rong raised her eyebrows. It seemed that Yizhen's efforts were not in vain. An Youchen could also feel Yizhen's trust in him, so he reported every move to Yizhen first. Hua Rong asked: "What is the gift he sent?"

"It's a piece of finger." Yizhen said softly.

Huarong trembled violently.

Yizhen continued, "He also said that he would send a bigger gift next time. It could be a complete emperor, or just a human head. What he sends will depend on our response."

"What does he want?" Hua Rong was a little alert.

"He said that as long as the person who proposed that Prince Ming ascend the throne is killed and the head is sent to him, he will return the emperor to you." As he said this, he stared at Hua Rong again.

I'm afraid Liuguang had already guessed that it was Huarong's idea to let Prince Ming ascend the throne, so he deliberately pointed the finger at Huarong to punish her for being clever.

Hua Rong laughed softly a few times, and the fear in her eyes soon turned into calmness. She smiled bitterly and said, "Haha... I had expected that he would ask for an exchange of the emperor. I didn't expect that the condition for the exchange of the emperor would be my head. This is also the cycle of cause and effect, and it's what you sow..."