Your Highness, you stole my heart

Up and down, up to the Duke's mansion, down to the small county magistrate, the British king's treason case was written 21 years ago, and half of the people in the court were involved.Overnight, those who went to court felt a lot more relaxed.

What shocked the rest of the courtiers even more was that on the second day after those criminals were dealt with, their wise Majesty fell into a coma with rage, and the entire imperial hospital stayed up all night. Finally, in the early morning of the next day, The technique of acupuncture and moxibustion awakened Emperor Jin Cheng.

The prime minister Fa Yi, who was only 21 years old, was placed high hopes by the sick emperor to rectify the official department, select officials, and add a new scientific examination three months later.

Since then, Prime Minister Fayi has been stationed in the Ministry of Officials in plain clothes with confusion.

De Wang, Yan Wang, Ji Wang and Princess Peng Ji were called into the palace by the sick emperor in the name of serving the sick.

In front of the dragon bed.

Emperor Jin Cheng's face was pale, and the coughing sound lasted for a while before it stopped.

"Mother, your son worries you because he is not filial." After Jin Chengdi finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed again.

The empress dowager held a white handkerchief and patted the sick emperor's back lightly, "Now only you and my mother and son are here, how is your condition, let's give the Ai family an accurate word."

Xu Shi has been in a high position for many years, even when talking to his own son, there is no trace of emotion.

Emperor Cheng of Jin coughed so much that his eyes were moist, but he tried his best to suppress himself and continued to cough, "Mother, all the viscera in my son's body are exhausted. The doctor said, I'm afraid it's just a matter of these few months. Already." As if he had already accepted this fact, Emperor Jin Cheng's tone did not fluctuate at all.

He was seriously unwilling, but he still couldn't escape the eyes of his biological mother.

The queen mother shook her head in disappointment, "I'm afraid it didn't take a day or two to find out?"

Emperor Cheng of Jin half leaned on the dragon bed, his eyes stared blankly in front of him, "I knew it three years ago."

"Nonsense." The queen mother finally had a trace of emotion, which was reprimand and anger. "Since you already knew that you would have this day, why didn't you decide on the crown prince early, but let your children fight for it. Now it's a big mistake."

Emperor Cheng of Jin didn't realize that he had done something wrong, "If I set up a prince early, how could I see these rebellious sons clearly? I still have a few months to go. Before that, I will definitely, cough, cough, set up .”

Seeing that her words were useless, the queen mother stood up, "Since the emperor has made plans, the Ai family will go back to the Buddhist hall to chant scriptures. These days, the Ai family always dreams about the late emperor."

Hearing those words, Emperor Jin Cheng paused with his hand covering his mouth, and the discomfort in his throat seemed to dissipate all at once.

After being stunned for a while, Emperor Cheng of Jin finally spoke with a suppressed voice: "My mother has been blaming my son all these years, and my son knows it all. But my mother, my son is also in trouble."

The empress dowager, who had turned to leave, did turn around when she heard this, and looked at the person on the dragon bed seriously, "Caiying had plans to rebel, so you took away his surname. Huai'er. "She called out the name of Emperor Jin Cheng, "Then you can say that talent is difficult?"

The Empress Dowager turned her head and left after speaking.She didn't come to see her only son until the day when Emperor Cheng of Jin passed away.That's another story.

The coughing of Emperor Jin Cheng woke up the princes and princesses who were sending off the queen mother in the outer hall, and several of them rushed into the hall together with the chief eunuch Feng Dequan.

"Emperor doctor, imperial doctor." King Yan's voice was loud, and when he came in and saw his father coughing, his eyes were closed, and he hurriedly shouted.

The imperial physicians who were discussing something in the side hall rushed into the hall one by one, and they were in a panic again.

Fa Yi was dressed in a purple official robe, her tired face was undisguised, when she came in, she saw princes coming out with their heads bowed one by one, and the last one was His Highness who was in his heart.

His Highness has become even thinner. Originally, when he was imprisoned in the Wenjian Palace, his chin was much sharper. Now that he has not seen him for many days, his cheekbones have grown much higher when we meet again.

Fa Yi's heart ached, how could His Highness become so thin.

King Ji is now the only son of Concubine Luo Gui who is in charge of the palace, so he has his own ideas.When he saw Fa Yi, although he was a little afraid of this person, but the concubine mother said that as long as he can bring this person to use, it will be of great benefit.Besides, although his younger sister is a beauty, she is cold. I heard that he is very strict with this evil spirit. He must have been tired of his younger sister and wanted to leave her.

King Ji cupped his hands and stepped forward, "Prime Minister Fa has worked hard recently, the emperor just coughed up and fainted, and now the imperial physician is treating him inside. If Prime Minister Fa comes to see the emperor, please wait here with us. "

Fa Yi took his eyes away from Peng Ji, and then thanked him in return: "Thank you, Prince Ji, I do have important matters to be decided by Your Majesty."

As she said that, she followed those who sat down first and sat down on the chair behind her. Opposite her was Peng Ji, which happened to be a position where she could look at His Highness in an open and honest manner.

Now, she didn't even have the courage to go up to greet His Highness.His Highness's dislike of him that day was so real, His Highness's words were still stabbed in his heart like a knife.

She fell asleep in His Highness's arms with tears in her eyes that night, and she didn't want to, she really wanted to stop her damn inexplicable tears, but she couldn't.

Perhaps it was because His Highness really knew his true face, and he really disliked him because of it. In his heart, he had already realized that His Highness's favor for him was gone.

That's why she couldn't stop crying, because she was about to lose His Highness.

How sad it is to lose this word.What you once had is suddenly gone.After losing her mother and mother, she was like this now, fearful and sad, and clearly knew the feeling that her mother and mother would never return to her.

She stared blankly at Peng Ji opposite, but the person opposite did not raise her eyes to look at her.

"Imperial sister is really a blessed person, to be guarded by an infatuated person like Prime Minister Fa." A laugh came, and King Dezheng said with a sinister face and a distorted smile.

Peng Ji, who was sitting upright, raised her eyes at this time, and she looked at the gentle and focused eyes of the person opposite, "Brother Sanhuang said carefully, now that my father is seriously ill, and as a son of man, I still have the mood to say some jokes. The Ministry of Rites is not suitable for Brother Sanhuang."

As for Fa Yi, her eyes are always like this, when she looks at her, she exudes tenderness and affection, letting herself be deceived again and again, she always feels that those eyes should really like her.

Even if there is some purpose, it is always pleasing to oneself.

But now, everything she had before was her own self-indulgence, and that lost heart of sincerity seemed to have fallen off a cliff.

De Wang kept his mouth shut angrily, but those snake-like eyes were waiting for Peng Ji as if they were staring at their prey.

Fa Yi frowned, stood up and walked in front of Peng Ji, blocking De Wang's sight behind him.

She picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea for Peng Ji, "The weather is dry, Your Highness, drink some hot tea."

Peng Ji looked up at Fa Yi one more time, then took a sip from the cup of tea.

Look, it is such a person who always makes you feel that she is protecting you, getting hurt for you, slapping others in the face for you, and even serving you herself.

In fact, it was all for her own purpose.

When did it start? Obviously, I didn't believe her at the beginning, but when did I believe her like this, and gave my heart to her without reservation.

Feng Dequan opened the palace door at this time, and saluted the masters, "Your Majesty has woken up."

After finishing speaking, several people got up and entered the inner hall.

Emperor Cheng of Jin was now suspended by the soup, and his health was worse than the conclusions made by the old men in the Imperial Hospital. He looked around his children with cloudy eyes, and finally set his sights on Peng Ji.

"Yan'er, come." His voice was hoarse and weak, but it was enough for the people standing beside the bed to hear clearly.

Peng Ji moved a few steps after hearing this, she also lost her voice, feeling a little depressed, and called out, "Royal Father."

She sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to help Emperor Jin Cheng sit up, and gently stroked his back to make him breathe easier.

Emperor Cheng of Jin gave a gratifying smile, "Don't worry, I'll be fine after a rest." After speaking, he looked at his sons, "You all go back to your own palace first, and just keep the wine in prison. "

Since they were called into the palace to serve the sick, they all returned to the palace where they lived before opening the mansion.

The three big men looked at each other, then bowed and left, Peng Ji tucked the quilt for Emperor Jin Cheng and left silently.

"Prisoner, have you found what I want?"

Fa Yi lowered his head, and said respectfully: "According to His Majesty's instructions, I found that Taoist Wu Xuzi, and he gave this thing to me."

Speaking of which, Fayi took out a palm-sized mahogany box from her sleeve, and she took a few steps forward slowly, handing the wooden box over.

Emperor Jin Cheng raised his hand tremblingly, and he took the wooden box, the excitement on his face could not be stopped, and his eyes were full of obsession.

When I opened the box, I saw a black pill the size of my index finger.When Emperor Jin Cheng saw it, he didn't even think about it. He picked up the pill and threw the heavy box away. He first took a sip of the pill, and then pointed to the teapot beside him.

Feng Dequan at the side immediately brought the tea, and Emperor Jin Cheng put the pill in his mouth, took a sip of the tea and swallowed it, and then, as if he had expended all his strength, he lay on the bed panting.

Fa had no expression on his face, just stood upright and watched the trembling person on the bed doing all this.

The scene she saw when she returned to the mountain at the age of eight came back to her mind. The paddy field became a blood field, and her world became scarlet from then on.

It was this man, with his dragon and tiger army, wearing armor, and brandishing weapons on her relatives.Not long ago, the little commander of the Dragon and Tiger Army has already been slaughtered, and now, it will be his turn soon.

Since that day, Emperor Cheng of Jin has closed his palace to recuperate.

Peng Ji took a sip of today's soup, and as she was used to not saying a word, she asked, "Is this soup sent by the Imperial Dining Room?"

Zhu Xiang, who was preparing vegetables, seemed to have been waiting for her to ask, "Your Highness, it was sent by the son-in-law."

Peng Ji didn't say any more, but took a few sips of the bowl of cod fish soup.

In fact, she guessed it as soon as she tasted it.This smell is too familiar to her.

Zhu Xiang waited for a while without waiting for His Highness's order, and was a little hesitant to speak, "Your Highness..."

"Ok?"

"The son-in-law is still in our palace." Zhu Xiang has silently accepted her status as a worrying little maid, and always wants to say a few words for the son-in-law, "It's at the door of our dining room..."

Zhuxiang pointed her index finger in one direction.

Peng Ji followed her gaze and saw a corner of the purple official robe protruding from the door.