Chapter 73 Whose serial, nine-fold lock?

As a person with the memory of the 21st century, although she can accept the superiority of women and men in this space, it does not mean that she also accepts delicate men. There is such a person who likes to compete for favor, that is, he likes to make a weak look, but his heart is cruel... Even after having the bone and blood of Qing Yi, he wants to get more favors at all costs. This person's name is Ruan Feiying.

In the warm spring of 16 years in Taiping, the sweltering and hot weather is very easy to make people upset. In the royal city, in the palace, it is easy to be like this. A conspiracy also kicked off in the muffled thunder...

On this day, the Empress Qingyi was listening to the musicians playing new songs in the Xianle Palace. Suddenly, the little waitress hurried over and told her an amazing news with a sad face: Qian Caizi, slipped tire...

Qing Yi was shocked and quickly asked someone to choose a doctor to serve him, and he rushed over.

When the Empress arrived at the Mirror Building (the Ruan brothers lived together), she looked at the imperial doctor and the male medical officer all over the yard with a nervous face and hurriedly saluted when she saw the arrival of the Empress.

"Exemption. What the hell is going on here? Who will tell me?" The Empress glanced at the audience and found that there seemed to be a small party here. The three nobles, talents and princes were all here? When Qing Yi's eyes glanced at Dao Binghu, he paused for a moment, but he did not lose his temper immediately.

"To the emperor, when Wang Jun and the side king were eating, Qian Caizi suddenly said that there was a burning feeling in his lower abdomen and pain. By the time I arrived, Your Highness had already gone. An elderly male medical officer said.

"Where's the talented man?"

"It has been sent back to the Mirror Building, and four male medical officers are waiting for you at any time."

When Qing Yi heard that it was a 'little highness' instead of a 'little girl', the expression on his face seemed to be a little relaxed, and many people present grasped this expression. I heard the empress ask, "Why did this happen?"

"The emperor, ministers and others are pursuing it."

"Huh" The Empress snorted, looked at everyone present, and said coldly, "Some people here wantonly plundered the lonely child, and even the child who was less than a month old wanted to kill. I think you have been swallowed up by snakes and scorpions! Here are all lonely husbands. I have repeatedly made it clear that we should respect and love each other. What have you done!"

"The emperor, please calm down..." The king and the side gentlemen present knelt down, and another "The emperor, please calm down." Even the imperial doctors knelt down.

"check! The death of the lonely child is unknown, and the mother of the lonely child shouts injustice for my child! Check it carefully!" She threw off her sleeves, and the Empress left without looking back.

However, the 16 years of wind and rain in Taiping have just begun, and the gloomy sky makes people feel a little suffocating. With the anger of the Empress, the whole palace became very quiet.

They are afraid of doing something wrong and being sued by others... The panicked spring is actually just a premeditated beginning.

In the spring of the sixteenth year of Taiping, the five princes in the palace were surprised, and six people were pregnant. In addition to Qian Cai, who was a slippery fetus, there were also Yi, Ning, Jing, Mei, Wei, and the five side kings were pregnant again. But because of the beginning of the Qian Caizi incident, the five prospective fathers were also a little uneasy.

Sure enough, there is a little peace in May, but the astringent fruit in June...

First, Mei Caizi was knocked down by the 'careless' girl, and the child in her womb was not saved. The next day, the girl who caused the accident was found to commit suicide by jumping into a well.

At the end of May, a sudden wind and cold took away the bones and blood in Wei Caizi's abdomen... At the beginning of June, Mr. Jing also ate dinner by mistake, and in the middle of the night, the unborn child hurriedly said goodbye to his father...

I lost four un born children in a row, and the Empress's anger is close to the extreme! The people who serve the Empress are all cautious, afraid that the Empress can let herself serve the deceased little master with an anger... And the Empress doesn't have to be as easy to talk as before.

Maybe she is not in a good mood and is diligent in the government. In the summer solstice, the Empress has been haggard a lot. Looking from afar, the Empress is no longer as heroic as she was in the battlefield. Such a bright laughter has disappeared in this palace for a long time.

No one remembers when the Empress began to be pleasant, no longer flirting with the side gentlemen, and no longer asking about anything about a noble gentleman. And every ten days, check the princes' schoolwork...

Everyone can see that the Empress is in a very bad mood.

Nearly August, when the two side kings were about to give birth, the people in the palace were even more careful! I'm afraid that the only Yi Caizi and Mr. Ning will have some more accidents, otherwise the Empress will really wash all the attendants.

Just as July was about to be spent peacefully, there was bad news in the palace: Buddha was very sick!

In order to bless his father's early recovery and his unincarnated child, Qingyi takes two hours a day to go to the Buddhist hall to recite Buddhist scriptures. This is also very distressing in the eyes of those outsiders.

I don't know if the sincere prayer of the Empress touched the sky. At the beginning of September, Mr. Yi gave birth to a Ruiqi safely; and then, Ning Caizi successfully gave birth to a Xianglin.

With the birth of Di Ji ('Di Ji' is the princess), it seems that the palace is not so dull.

The birth of the sixth prince and the emperor's daughter also gave the Empress some smile on her face. In addition to the two side kings as the fourth-grade waiter, she also set up a banquet in the palace to celebrate the birthday of the two newborns.

At the banquet, the Empress held a child in one hand and finally smiled for a long time. Looking at the two ignorant children, she was very gratified and named and named the two children on the spot.

The sixth prince, named Long Jing. Seal the 'Jing' brand.

Di Ji, the title of 'Xiyan'...

"Name..." The empress held her daughter and thought deeply. After thinking about it, she finally set the word 'Ning Sheng' as the name of Xiyan Diji.

As the officials shouted that Di Ji Qiansui and the prince Wanfu, the banquet gradually came to an end.

The birth of Xiyan Diji seems to be the only thing worthy of dy in the 16 years of Taiping. After the birth of Diji, there began a series of waiters to die in the palace in vain. Although the palace unanimously announced that the side kings died of illness or cultivated the deep palace, that was the case. At the end of the year, the people in the royal city 'smelled' from the air from the palace...

Everyone knows that something big is about to happen in the palace.

In the sixteenth year of Taiping, in mid-December, a pregnant waiter died at a family banquet.

One corpse and two lives. The cause of death is very simple. His catering equipment was smeared with poison...

The long-forbeared Empress finally broke out, and the matter was thoroughly investigated on the spot! But after investigation, a person who was unexpected by the Empress was implicated - Fu Guijun, Binghu Wangjun.

Someone saw Fu Guijun's personal attendant go to the imperial dining room and check the dishes of the night. Except for the attendant, no one has been to the imperial dining room except the imperial chef.

"The Legend of the Ling Star." The Empress said in a low voice, but looked at the Binghu Wangjun beside him and said very calmly, "I have let Lingxing leave the palace. What does the emperor want to ask? I... I know and answer."

"Good! Say it!" It seemed that she touched the Empress's sadness at once. She looked at him coldly and asked, "Is that what you said? Did you let Lingxing do this!"

"Yes."

"Is it... you, do you want to hurt the lonely child?"

"Yes."

"Is it also you... the pre-dead children who plotted to kill the orphan..."

The last question, the Empress asked a little lightly, and seemed to be very reluctant to face this question. Moreover, when the Empress asked this question, a trace of bitterness flashed in Fu Guijun's eyes and said, "Yes." It's me, it's all me... Dare to ask the emperor what do you want to do with Binghu?"

With a "bang", the Empress got up and left a sentence:

Guijun Zhuo's family is vicious and vicious, and the remains of his children. I remember the kindness of the prince, that is, from today on, the throne of your king will be abolished and reduced to a servant. Think about it behind closed doors in the palace! In order to avoid the son being vicious, he will be raised by Rongkui Guijun.

Looking at the back of the Empress's departure, Binghu seemed to be stunned and a little panicked. After a while, he sneered twice and said nothing more, so he followed the waiter to leave the noisy table.

Almost this night, the Empress fell ill...

But no one knew, and the Empress did not disturb anyone. There was no news...

When night fell, a black shadow rushed into the Weiyang Palace on the night.

Looking at the confused empress, she was also heartbroken and saluted, "Fu Shuang has seen the master. Please take care of the holy body for the sake of the situation."

"Crosy... How is he..." Qing Yi didn't look at the frost and didn't dare to face such a self.

"Return to the master, Binghujun is playing alone in the palace, and he hasn't stopped yet."

Fushuang's reply made Qing Yi feel a pain in his heart again. In a hurry, he actually spit out a mouthful of blood. He was still in Fushuang's eyes quickly and quickly helped his master. Master, don't blow the cold wind. I'll help you sit down. With that, he helped Qingyi to the bedside. Lie down.

"None. It doesn't matter... Shuang, Shuang, tell me... He, is he angry with me? There was a layer of tear mist in Qingyi's eyes, looking at the frost.

"No, no, no. Binghu, I miss my master very much.

"...I knew it. His nature is like this... I miss him very much." A drop of hot tears flowed from the corners of Qingyi's eyes, and the frost was puzzled. He asked, "Master, since you are so worried about you, why do you still want to do this?" Fushuang has no love and doesn't know love, but Fushuang can see that the master and the king love each other deeply.

"Hehe... Of course you don't understand, Shuang... is still a stupid girl." Qingyi smiled faintly, touched Fushuang's hand and asked, "You have been busy in the past few months. I asked you to bring me messages every night. It's really hard for you, Fushuang."

"Unfortunately, Fu Shuang looked at the master like this and felt that love was the greatest hard work in the world."

"Ha ha... Maybe you're right."

"Master, you have to take care of the Holy Body. If you don't pay attention, I'm afraid you will be heartbroken.

"Yes, I can't tell Binghu. He, he is sad... I can't, I can't..." Qingyi was a little tired and said, "Regress. I'm tired. I'll tell me the news of Binghu tomorrow night."

"Yes, master." Fu Shuang nodded, looked at the master who was gradually sleeping, sighed and left.