Nothing but good looking

"When our people arrived, the prince was already guarding Yongyuan Emperor, and the imperial concubine was ordered by the queen to be strictly guarded."

Wang Min said: "How did the imperial concubine react?"

Xie Zhao said: "The imperial concubine didn't respond, it seemed very relaxed."

Xie Zhao secretly speculated in his heart whether the Youzhou king had already gotten through with the imperial concubine.

Wang Min clenched the sword in his hand, with a cold expression, "This is what she wanted." The more chaotic Chen Liu was, the happier she was.

Even though Xie Zhao had not been with Wang Min for a long time, he still vaguely noticed that the relationship between Wang Min and the imperial concubine was not harmonious.The imperial concubine is always favored, so how could her only bloodline be sealed to a remote place like Youzhou.

In the mansion, the person Wang Min trusts the most is neither Min Sanyi or Zhang Shaofu who has been with him all the time, but the man with a good-looking face who is always sick.

Xie Zhao took care of that man's son Wang Lin for a period of time. Wang Lin was a strange child.

He looks exactly like the King of Youzhou.

Emperor Yongyuan passed away without leaving a single word, and Donggong is the orthodox successor.

Everyone in the Shangyuan Palace was solemn, the third prince Wang Yu and the crown prince Wang Chang confronted each other, Wang Chang looked at Wang Yu with contempt and pity.Although they grew up together, they did not develop much affection.

"Third Highness, you are overstepping." Qin Chuan, Wang Chang's aide, said.

Wang Yu watched coldly, and the guard next to him scolded: "Where did the dog slave come from, the master didn't even say a word, just barking here."

Qin Chuan knelt down: "The former emperor has collapsed, and it is time for the new emperor to be appointed. The East Palace is the new emperor with a proper name. Third Highness, you and the crown prince are originally brothers, but you must also be loyal to the way of monarch and minister."

Wang Yu laughed, "I said Wang Chang, are you so sure that you can take this seat?"

Wang Chang didn't speak. Emperor Yongyuan died suddenly. This suddenness was just as he wanted. Wang Chang said with a bit of complacency in his tone, "Sir, success or failure is ultimately up to God."

"I think it was you, Wang Chang, who made a move." The guards around Wang Yu pulled out their swords one after another.

The people around Wang Chang were not to be outdone, and showed their weapons.

Emperor Yongyuan's corpse was lying beside him, and the empress was crouching on the corpse, but there was no teardrop in her eyes. Seeing this, she looked at the kneeling Concubine Ning Shu, "Concubine Ning Shu, are you planning to rebel?"

The gates of the palace are closed, and the entire palace is under martial law.

The Taiwei Zhang Fengyu who is in charge of the military is loyal to the emperor, not to any one person, but to the person sitting in the highest position.His daughter married Wang Lang, king of Huainan, but unfortunately Wang Lang was dead.

Zhang Fengyu is an old fox, he has always been alone and does not develop friendship with any prince.

The queen was born in the Feng family, and although she was suppressed by Emperor Yongyuan before, she still accumulated some power secretly.

Concubine Ning Shu was born as a three-generation veteran of the Ning family, with deep roots, no one knows how many cards she has.

But her son is the East Palace, she is the only wife of Emperor Yongyuan, the mother of a country, they are justified, so why be afraid of these low-level things.

Concubine Ning Shu has a pungent nature, and the corners of her eyes flew up when she heard the words, "Sister, that's not what you said. Who doesn't know that His Majesty repeatedly reprimanded Donggong for misbehavior, and who knows what decisions His Majesty made during his lifetime. Donggong? Who knows or not? East Palace!"

"Concubine Ning Shu, your guess is outrageous." The queen stood up, "Come here, take down Concubine Ning Shu!"

At this moment, a group of well-equipped soldiers in armor poured in from outside the door, aiming their swords at Concubine Ning Shu.

Concubine Ning Shu laughed: "The mantis catches the cicada, but the oriole is behind."

Third Prince Wang Yu had a strange expression on his face.

The queen stood next to Prince Wang Chang, and the four of them formed a confrontational posture.

The minister on duty tonight arrived in a hurry, and he didn't even put on his official hat neatly.

At dawn, it is the darkest hour.

Wang Lang woke up suddenly, the quilt beside the bed was slightly cold, he felt uneasy, put on his shoes and opened the door to go out.

"Lang Jun, where are you going?" The maid hurriedly followed.

Wang Lang saw a dozen men in black clothes standing guard in the courtyard. These were not ordinary guards, they smelled of blood.

Wang Lang looked suspiciously at Wang Min who walked in. Wang Min was also dressed like them.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Wang Min signaled the maid beside her to bring the medicine.

Wang Lang was puzzled, "What happened?"

Wang Min handed him the medicine brought over, "Nothing serious happened."

The medicine is lukewarm, it should be boiled for a long time.Wang Lang took medicine three times a day, after meals, and every time the medicine was served, he had to let it cool before he could take it.

Today, it is already cooked and warmed up.

Wang Lang took a sip, the medicine was still bitter, so bitter that one's scalp tingled, but it had a little more flavor.

Wang Lang took another sip, and then asked, "Your Highness, what did you add to it?"

Wang Min said: "Did you drink it?" He added other things without any concealment.

Wang Lang sighed, "Your Highness, although I am not good at medicine, I am a doctor. If I am not wrong, I have added traditional Chinese medicine to soothe the nerves, but the dosage is so large that I have to sleep until night to wake up. "

"Your Highness, what happened?" Wang Lang put the medicine bowl on the tray carried by the maid, "This posture doesn't look like nothing happened."

Wang Min said calmly: "Emperor Yongyuan has passed away."

Wang Lang was a little unsteady, and stepped back a few steps. Wang Min stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist.

"Is it really dead?" Wang Lang asked softly, the volume was very low, fearing that it would disturb the dead souls.

Wang Min said: "Yes."

Wang Lang grabbed Wang Min's arm and asked him in a low voice, "Then what are you going to do, Your Highness?"

Wang Min summoned [-] dead soldiers from Youzhou, traveled all night without rest, and sneaked into Chenliu one by one.I met Zhang Meiyu because of Zhang Meiyu's father's status as a captain.

Wang Min still doesn't know how much influence Zhang Meiyu has on his father Zhang Fengyu, but he can only gamble.

Wang Lang quickly understood that his cheeks were always pale and bloodless, and it was even more so now, his face was so pale that it was unreal, "Your Highness, Meiyu will help you."

Wang Min hugged Wang Lang's waist tightly and brought him into his arms, "Then you have a good rest." He carried Wang Lang directly to the bed.

"I thought we would go back to Youzhou and ignore Chen Liu's business." So he went to Zhang Meiyu, hoping that Zhang Meiyu could help him and Wang Min return to Youzhou.

"It's easier said than done, whether it's the succession of the crown prince or the third prince."

Sitting on the bed, Wang Lang looked up at Wang Min, "Does Your Highness want to be His Majesty?"

It was the first time for Wang Min to show his ambition in front of Wang Lang, "Without power, everyone can step on me, and it's nothing if I win the king."

It turned out that Wang Min still held grudges in his heart.

Obviously it should be very serious at the moment, but Wang Lang still couldn't help laughing, "But King Ping is my Highness."

As soon as the atmosphere relaxed, even Wang Min softened a bit. Wang Min stretched out his hand to pinch his cheeks, and brought up the medicine that was still warm, "Drink it quickly and go to sleep. Once you wake up, nothing will happen. If I failed, and my people will send you away." The final voice was low and inaudible.

Wang Lang drank the medicine in one breath, "Your Highness, you still need the imperial decree of Emperor Yongyuan, and the jade seal of passing on the country." Wang Lang held Wang Min's hand tightly, "Go to the imperial concubine, she has what you need, She'll give it to you."

"Also," Wang Lang seemed to finish all the words in one breath, "Your Highness, if you really die, then I will bury you with you. We have made a deal, I am not a person who does not count words, but Your Highness I always like to say things that don’t count.” I still don’t forget to complain.

Wang Min lowered his head and kissed him delicately and softly. When Wang Lang's medicine took effect, he was so dizzy that he could only hold Wang Min weakly.

Soon Wang Lang fell asleep.

Wang Min stroked his sleeping face, eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes, nose, mouth, the skin was tender, his fingers were covered with calluses, and with a little force, there were red marks on Wang Lang's cheeks.

It was the darkest time before dawn, and every household was asleep, but a strong team on the street of Chenliu went to the palace silently.

The gate of the palace had been closed for a long time, but only one place was still open. Zhang Fengyu was wearing a vermilion official robe, and Zhang Meiyu was standing next to him in a short coat and long trousers dressed as a servant.

Wang Min walked straight forward, Zhang Fengyu turned sideways, and let the hundreds of people go in.

Wang Lang slept soundly for a whole day, but Wang Min hasn't come back after waking up.

Those hidden guards were still guarding the door.

After going to sleep one day, Wang Lang had a bad appetite, but he only ate two or three mouthfuls of porridge.

The maid was told to take good care of Wang Lang. She thought that Mr. Lang liked to copy scriptures before, so she asked respectfully, "Mr. Lang, do you want to prepare the pen and paper for copying Buddhist scriptures for you?"

Wang Lang shook his head, he will never copy scriptures again in this life.

Wang Lang went to Wang Min's study room. Wang Min's study room was different from his small study room. His small study room only kept Buddhist scriptures and miscellaneous books in twos and threes. Except for the Buddhist scriptures to be copied, he never flipped through other books.

Wang Min's study room is full of books, all kinds of books are densely arranged on the bamboo shelves carved with exquisite patterns, only the desk is not full of books.

Wang Lang sat at Wang Min's desk, Wang Min's usual pen, ground ink, and an open book, and wrote a note on that page.

Wang Lang leaned on the table, he realized that he was afraid, because he was too scared, so he didn't even dare to think about it, but now is not the time to be afraid, Wang Lang held his right hand with his left hand, because both hands It's shaking, and the only way to keep it from shaking is by holding it like this.

"Lang Jun, where are you going?" The servant girl saw Wang Lang strode out.

Wang Lang looked at her, this servant girl has been serving them all the time, she has a very ordinary face, but she is very careful in doing things, Wang Lin likes her very much, saying that this elder sister is very gentle.

"Xinghui, what is the situation of the prince now?"

Wang Min left Min San for Wang Lin, and this maid named Xinghui for him.

Wang Lang's expression was calm, and he was not indifferent when looking at people, but Xinghui vaguely felt an unattainable sense of distance.