Self-cultivation of a geisha

Since that night, the emperor would come to his room every now and then, taking advantage of the dead of night, to stop for a while.

After many times, the gatekeeper eunuch Xiao Yanzi shut up consciously whenever he saw the emperor, and retreated a little.

He thought the emperor would do something to him, but no, it was beyond his expectation.

After another half a month, the grand ceremony for the establishment of the crown prince was ushered in. He really couldn't avoid it, and stood on top of the hall with all the civil and military officials.

He stood behind the right back of Seventh Prince Rong Jue, and after he entered the hall calmly, his heart beat extremely fast.

Rong Su was dressed in the crown prince's uniform, and walked through the group of ministers without turning his eyes, his steps were steady, he was dignified and graceful.

The man looked at him, with imperceptible joy and reluctance in his eyes. When Rong Su turned to face the civil and military officials, his eyes quickly turned away the moment they touched him, his eyes were cold and distant.

He looked at the present prince calmly.

This is the scene I have been looking forward to for a long time.

Rong Su's calm and resolute face is reflected in his eyes, his thin and straight figure, and the tenderness he once had with him are all branded in his heart. At this moment, the deep voice lingers in his ears, and his eyes are fixed on him without blinking. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who has attracted much attention above the main hall.

After that meeting of eyes, until all the officials retreated, Rong Su never looked at him.

After the ceremony of establishing the crown prince, everything was settled.

The man felt that he seemed to have missed something, and after careful consideration, he realized that Rong Jue had been calm and unmoved.

Are you overly concerned?

After two more peaceful days, one day the emperor called him to the imperial study.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, a portrait of his father came into view. He was startled, but he didn't show it on his face.

Looking at the emperor flattered: "Your Majesty, this painting..."

The emperor cast a meaningful glance: "This is a dear friend of mine, but it is a pity that he has passed away."

The man gritted his teeth, his fingers trembling in his sleeves: "Wei Chen is somewhat similar to him."

The emperor laughed loudly: "That's right...it's just that you can't become him after all, it's just my imagination."

"If your majesty wants me to be whoever you want, then I will be him." He said calmly that the emperor couldn't help but look at him.

The emperor was stunned, his eyes were deep and dark, and he asked in silence for a while, "You are not Li Pei, are you?"

"The real Li Pei died a long time ago. He died under the sword of gangsters on the day you pretended to be him. Although he looks like Jun Yi, it's just a little bit similar in appearance, but you are just like him." It’s as if it’s carved out of a mold.”

The man's heart trembled slightly, and he took half a step back. From the corner of his eye, he glanced outside the palace door, only to realize that the Imperial Study Room had already been surrounded by the Imperial Army, and Rong Su stood at the head of the crowd with a stern face, and standing behind him was in charge of the Imperial Army, smiling Rong Jue with a gentle and modest face.

The hall was eerily silent for a moment.

The royal family is always connected by blood, and he is an outsider after all.

He raised his hand and took off the gun, and smiled coldly: "You really can't hide anything from your Majesty."

"It's really you!"

The emperor said that he threw the picture scroll that had been treasured for many years on the ground mercilessly, and roared suddenly, without the composure that an emperor should have: "I colluded with foreign ministers to rebel! My son wants to kill me! Your family is really good! Good job! "

Xu Yanru was struck by lightning, so he didn't react immediately, and asked in disbelief: "What did you say? Impossible...Father, he...impossible!"

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at him furiously and said: "I trusted him so much back then! But what about him! How did he repay me! If I hadn't waited for the opportunity and tried my best to suppress this matter, I'm afraid your father would have died long ago You can't even fall into a whole body! Do you think I don't feel pain? How do you know my pain? Neither of you is sincere to me! Hahaha..." The emperor actually laughed at the end, his cheeks Two lines of tears were shed silently.

Xu Yan couldn't stop trembling after hearing this, and he was still muttering: "Liar! How could my father be a traitor? Impossible..."

Grieving and indignant in his heart, breathing quickly, he walked step by step towards the picture scroll abandoned by the emperor, half-kneeling and picked it up very slowly, as if all his strength had been exhausted after finishing this action, he immediately knelt down on the ground and caressed the scroll. The portrait began to cry.

The emperor approached him, shook his head and sighed: "You father and son are a virtuous person after all, you can't hold your breath."

Xu Yan suddenly turned his head and stared at him, his hatred was undisguised, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a hint of mockery: "But you still killed your loved one with your own hands in the end, it's really pitiful, your love He doesn't love you."

The emperor was so angry that he was poked at the sore spot, and he kicked the man with distorted face several meters away.

It was not entirely because of Han Junyi's rebellion, but also the paranoia and madness that caused him to kill him, but he still loved him, and it didn't make him end up as a traitor and thief. In the eyes of outsiders, Han Junyi He is still the current Tai Tuo who has both ability and political integrity, excellent appearance, and is loyal and loyal.

It was only then that Xu Yan realized that the emperor had seen through everything a long time ago and waited for him to take the bait. He was too naive and too self-righteous.

Rong Su watched helplessly, no emotion could be seen in his dark eyes, and finally his thin lips parted slightly, and he said calmly, "The court attendant Li Pei deliberately murdered the emperor, let me take it down."

Rong Jue hid the smile on his face, and cast a glance at him with unknown meaning.

The forbidden army swarmed up, lifted the lifeless man from the ground and handed him over to Dali Temple for custody.

When interrogated three days later, Xu Yan confessed everything about his plan, and only a few words about the situation in the hall at that time.

Two days later, Eunuch Li held the emerald wine glass with an unprecedented solemn expression: "Lord Li, the emperor thought about your malicious intentions, but he has not done it for a long time, leaving you with a dead body. You, forget about it!" Let’s get on with those past events.”

Xu Yan stretched out a slender hand to take the wine glass he handed over, and laughed miserably. He looked as if he had lost his soul, and his eyes were lifeless: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compassion."

After all, he drank the poisoned wine in one gulp.

It was already noon when Eunuch Li returned to the palace, and the emperor was having a meal. Seeing him coming, he took a sip of soup slowly.

"Your Majesty, that man is dead."

The emperor wiped the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Li Yuan..."

"Hey, the servant is here." Eunuch Li responded, and saw the emperor take out a small transparent glass bottle, which contained a herb with a sharp indigo color.

"Do you know what this is?"

"The slave doesn't know."

"This herb is called Hidden Tongue Herb, and it is highly poisonous." The emperor said calmly.

Eunuch Li fell to his knees with a plop, and shouted in pain: "Your Majesty, think twice!"

The emperor seemed not to hear, opened the bottle and ate the herb.

"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Li shouted, but it was too late to stop him.

The emperor looked at him with deep eyes, as if seeing the long past through him.

"Li Yuan, what kind of person do you think Jun Yi is?"

He bowed his head and kept silent.

The emperor continued to say: "He helped me to the throne, but in the end he was willing to throw me into hell again. If I really died, would he forgive me for what I did to him?"

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, but he doesn't dare to say it.

The emperor sat on the supreme position, turning his hands into clouds and rain, but he couldn't win the heart of a single person. Naturally, he was extremely ashamed and embarrassed. In the dead of night, under the guise of discussing matters, he ordered that person to come to the court. The Golden Luan Hall was severely ravaged/travished, and the emperor felt extremely excited, as if taking that man as his own in front of civil and military officials, but after this time, the man did not come to the court for various reasons, and the emperor did not The only way is to threaten him, if he doesn't see him again, he will never think about his most beloved woman again, that person has no choice but to accompany him day and night and let him humiliate him, and finally go astray and die with regret.

The emperor put away the long past, waved to Eunuch Li, and took out an imperial edict from his sleeve: "This is the general candidate he recommended to me when he was still alive. Impatience, it's useless, Princess Anping doesn't match Su'er very well. Jue'er... that's all, let him take care of himself."

Eunuch Li took it with tears in his eyes, and replied with a choked voice: "Yes, Your Majesty."

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It was night, and Eunuch Li shouted in a shrill voice: "The emperor is dead!"

All of a sudden, the lights in the palace were brightly lit, and the sound of mourning was endless...

Since then, the capital has been under martial law, and bells and drums have not been rung.