Tibetan beads

Chapter 537 For My Son

Going back to Tongyang to guard the mausoleum is more decent than exile.

Xie wept and kowtowed: "Thank you father for your kindness, thank you father for your kindness."

Yan Cheng didn't expect that his father spared his life after he did such a rebellious thing.He believed more and more what Yan Ling said just now. His father never thought of giving up on him. It was because of his suspicion, because he failed his father's love for his son.

If he hadn't been provoked by Concubine Liu, if he had a little trust in his parents, if he was willing to ask this matter out, wouldn't he have come to this point today?Unfortunately, he didn't seize any of these opportunities.

"Yes, my child obeys."

The imperial guards came up and wanted to take him away.

Yan Cheng stopped in front of the queen, trembling his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just knelt down and kowtowed.

After all, his father is his biological father, and it is blood nature to love and protect him.But his mother is not his biological mother, so the nurturing and love of the past 20 years is even more precious.In front of her, any apology is pale and powerless.

The queen turned her head away and didn't look at it until the imperial army took Yan Cheng down, she looked at his back and finally burst into tears.I don't know if it's because of the mother-child relationship of more than 20 years, or because of the deception for more than 20 years.

Yanling then shed tears, he could only hug his mother and gently comfort her.

Mrs. Xie came over and kowtowed, said "Take care, mother", and followed her out.

In the end, it was that Mr. Fu who knelt down and said with a pale face, "I deserve to die."

Emperor Mingde's expression was indifferent: "I entrusted A Cheng to you because I liked your talent in practical work. I didn't expect your talent to be used where it shouldn't be used. If this is the case, you should also go to build the emperor's mausoleum."

Mr. Fu's heart trembled, his face turned gray: "Yes."

The Lord likes his hard work, but he is devoted to playing tricks—but then again, if he knew Yan Cheng's background, he would not dare to come up with such an idea even if he had a hundred guts!

The only blame is that my mind is not pure, and I always want to make greater contributions to stabilize my position, so that the opposite is the opposite, and the further I go, the further I go.

The last one is Concubine Liu. Just now she wanted to have a good time and poured out all the things, but now she felt scared and begged: "Brother Qing, these things are all explained by my sister, I... I just follow her Do what you say, look at our past friendship..."

"Do we have a relationship?" Emperor Ming De didn't want to talk to her too much, so he turned his head and confessed, "Concubine Liu misses that Dezong of the Zhou Dynasty fell ill and committed suicide by hanging.

The servants should be, stepping forward to hold Concubine Liu.

When death was approaching, Concubine Liu trembled in fear, and hurriedly shouted: "Brother Qing, Brother Qing...we grew up together, don't kill me, spare me..."

In the middle of speaking, his mouth was blocked by the servant, and he was dragged down with tears running down his face.

A farce of forcing the palace is almost over here.Yan Cheng and Concubine Liu deserved what they deserved, but the empress and Yan Ling were equally hurt.

Xu Yin asked people to clean up the aftermath.The imperial guards of the Eastern Palace who were to participate in the conspiracy were all taken away, and only their family was left in the room. Emperor Ming De suddenly covered his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The queen turned pale in shock, and hurriedly supported him: "What's going on? Didn't you pretend to be sick? Imperial physician! Imperial physician!"

Emperor Mingde waved his hand and smiled weakly at her: "The illness is real, but it's not that serious... Don't worry, Yang Yang will be back soon."

"You still say such things!" The queen scolded while crying, "Since you knew these things a long time ago, you still use yourself as a bait, don't you think your life is too long? Do you think about me when you spoil yourself like this?!"

Emperor Mingde sighed sadly: "The son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault. This is an explanation to A Cheng, and it is also a compensation to A Ling."

Xu Yin remembered what he had just heard outside.

This is for my son to drink.

It turned out that the son he was talking about was not only Yan Cheng, but also Yan Ling.Drinking that bowl of medicine was to give Yan Cheng the last chance, and it was also to pave the way for Yan Ling.

The prince is weak and the king of Jin is strong, and the prince is abolished and the king of Jin is established. No matter how good the reasons are on the surface, the world will definitely speculate on the truth with the greatest malice.Then, Yanling will never be able to get rid of the trumped-up charges, which will even be passed down to future generations.

The only way to remove him completely is to expose Yan Cheng's crimes to the world.So Emperor Mingde drank the bowl of medicine, at the cost of his own body, to remove obstacles for Yan Ling.

Although Yanling didn't hear that sentence, it was not difficult to understand his father's intentions, and he couldn't help but be moved: "Father!"

"I'm sorry for my father." Emperor Mingde looked at his dusty son, his eyes were moist, "All this belonged to you, but because of your father's fault, you lost your name as the eldest son, so that people suspect you today. This is The only thing a father can do for you is that although it cannot be completely eliminated, at least it will allow you to get back what you have.”

Yan Ling couldn't help but shed tears, and knelt down in front of him: "I don't care, father, I don't care..."

"Father knows that you are a good boy." Emperor Ming De smiled and patted his head, pain came from his chest again, and he coughed up bloody phlegm again.

"Prince Physician! Call the Physician!" The queen cried out.

Before Emperor Mingde lay down, he pushed Yanling again: "Go in! Don't let others know that you are here, and return to Beijing after everything is over! Did you hear me?"

In panic, Yan Ling only had time to nod before being pushed into the compartment by the servant.

He stood there with a dazed expression, and the world was turned upside down in just an hour after arriving in Beijing.

"I know you are very sad," Xu Yin held his hand, "but everything my father did was to get you out, so don't let him down."

Yan Ling nodded, her gaze fell on her swollen belly, and she was finally able to talk to her: "I'm sorry for letting you go through this alone... Pregnancy is hard, right? I'm not even by your side."

Reunited after a long absence, feeling his warmth again, Xu Yin showed a faint smile: "It's very hard, but we have a lot of time in the future, you can spend as long as you want."

Yan Ling nodded, under the agitated mood, only a hug could relieve her a little.

"It's a good thing I have you," he murmured, "It's a good thing I have you here, otherwise I don't know how to face it..."

He knew how much she had paid for it.The two letters sent over, one asking him to come back quickly, and the other asking him to return to Beijing later, are all for today's preparations.

It was raining heavily outside, I don't know how long it took, the imperial physician finally finished the treatment, and when he got the news that Emperor Mingde's condition was stable, Yan Ling's heart was slightly relieved.

He thought it was too late, he might as well send Xu Yin back first, but when he looked down, he saw her frowning while holding her stomach.

"What's wrong?" He tensed up again.

"Stomach hurts," Xu Yin gasped, "I... seem to be about to give birth."

Yanling panicked immediately, and shouted, "Prince Doctor!"

　In other words, everyone is really anxious, you have to give me space to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)