The female supporting role in the early death fights against the male protagonist

Chapter 119 Dreaming
The case of Marquis Changning being framed by others was dropped after the fourth prince Fu Yi committed suicide.

Immediately afterwards, the third prince was released from the foot restraint, the crown prince claimed to be sick, and Marquis Changning served his mother. For a while, only the second prince Fu Yao and the third prince Fu Yi were left in the entire court.

Many people acted on the wind, and many people who were originally loyal to the prince switched to the second prince Fu Yao.

The prince recuperating in the mansion was teaching his eldest son Fu Changrui to learn calligraphy. When he heard the news, the ink in his pen dripped because it was too full, and the handwriting was ruined just like that.

Prince Fu Qichen put down the pen in his hand, took the handkerchief and wiped it, and then said: "Since this is the case now, they should make their own choices."

The eldest grandson of the emperor, Fu Changrui, looked at the prince with round eyes, "Father, they betrayed their master, shouldn't they be killed?"

Hearing this, Fu Qichen's expression turned cold, "Ruier, who taught you to say such things?"

Fu Changrui rolled his dark eyes, "Grandpa Huang said that if someone betrays, he should copy the Nine Clans, and the imperial power cannot be subverted!"

Hearing this, the prince pursed his lower lip, "Imperial power cannot be subverted, but some betrayals are not as simple as the surface."

"Rui'er, people's hearts are complicated. They have their own selfishness, and when their selfishness will not be detrimental to the Great Wei Dynasty."

"As a lord, you must be tolerant. You must not say such things as killing people and punishing the nine clans, understand?"

Fu Changrui was still a little ignorant, "But they belonged to my father before, and my father protected them. They got a lot of benefits but they didn't know how to be grateful."

"Now, because my father is sick, I have taken refuge with the Second Emperor's Uncle. I can only share with the rich and the noble, not the poor and lowly. Can this kind of person be an official in the court if he has no virtue?"

Hearing this, the prince laughed, knelt down and touched Fu Changrui's forehead.

"There are few people in the world who are both moral and moral. They are saints, and they are hard to come by."

"And as the lord, what you have to do is to carry forward a person's capable side and curb their dark side."

"If everyone in the court is a saint, then there will be peace and prosperity!"

Hearing the prince's words, Fu Changrui frowned immaturely, "It seems that it's so difficult to sit on the seat of the emperor's grandfather, and my son doesn't want to take that seat, so why are the second and third emperors still fighting for it? "

"Because your imperial grandfather's seat symbolizes supreme power. If you can't stick to your heart, you will easily become a faint king, and the people will be miserable."

The prince held Fu Changrui's hand and sat by the window, teaching him the way of being a king. He still remembered that his father taught him this way when he was a child, but things are different, and now his father has changed from his original appearance.

He suddenly thought again, if he sat in that seat, he would have more and more heirs in the future, would he become like his father in his later years?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt cold all over his body, and hurriedly looked for the guards in the mansion.

"Go to Prince Rong's mansion and say that the Crown Princess invited the Crown Princess to come to the mansion to talk."

Now that he is ill, he can't see Fu Yu directly. Naturally, he can only pass on the news in the name of the princess. Anyway, Fu Yu is a wife and slave, and when Lin Yu comes, he will naturally follow.

In the Second Prince's Mansion, Fu Yao's expression was gloomy and terrifying, who was put together again this morning.

"Before this hall, I thought that the crown prince and Marquis Changning's mansion were still trash, and could be played with by the youngest son and a small number one scholar, Gu Changyuan, to the point of being imprisoned."

"Looking at it now, this hall actually underestimated these two people!"

Seeing that Fu Yao's complexion was not good, Fu An was a little afraid to speak, if someone accidentally touched his brow at this time, he would definitely be beaten to death!

Fu Yao tried to calm himself down, and asked, "What's going on in Changning Hou's Mansion and Prince's Mansion?"

Fu An honestly shook his head, "No, if it is true that the old lady of Changning Hou Mansion is seriously ill and can't get out of bed now, does that count?"

"roll!"

Fu Yao kicked Fu An, and Fu An scrambled to the side, his face was very ugly.

Before, he was in the dark, and the crown prince and the third child were fighting in the open. He just needs to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Now that the crown prince has withdrawn, he has to fight with the third child. On the surface, it seems that he is now prosperous, but the change of situation is actually not good for him.

Now he only has two ways, one is to find a way to bring the prince into the battle, and the second is to make a quick decision, get rid of the third child, and fight the prince again!

Thinking of this, Fu Yao asked: "When will the Northern Qi envoys come to Beijing for peace talks?"

Fu'an rubbed his stomach, knelt on the ground trembling, "Pingnan Wang's letter said that he had entered the Wei border half a month ago, and the date should be around late November to early December."

Late November to early December?
Autumn hunting?

Fu Yao thought that the autumn hunting in previous years was around the end of November. If there was a delay, it would be just in time for the envoys from the Northern Qi Dynasty to come to Beijing. This would be an opportunity!

Thinking of this, Fu Yao waved and whispered a few words in front of Fu An, Fu An nodded hurriedly, turned around and went to prepare.

In the middle of the night, Concubine Zheng Gui was lying on the bed, feeling drowsy, when suddenly the window in the bedroom opened and a gust of cold wind came in.

"what happened?"

Concubine Zheng sat up angrily, she thought it was some servant girl in the palace who was careless and forgot to close the window.

However, there was no movement in the side hall, as if there was no one at all, Concubine Zheng was a little panicked.

"Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost outside, I can't spare you!"

"Mother concubine!"

A faint call, full of resentment and grievance, Concubine Zheng looked along the voice, but saw a shadowy figure by the window, it seemed to be a person.

"Mother Concubine, I died so unjustly, why didn't you avenge me?"

Concubine Zheng was startled, she hurriedly pushed the door and walked out, she didn't even have time to put on her coat.

"Yi'er, is that you, Yi'er?"

The shadow was farther away, but Concubine Zheng still saw his face, which was exactly the same as that of the third child, it was Yi'er, her dead Yi'er!

Concubine Zheng's face was full of tears, "Yi'er, who is it? Who hurt you?"

"You tell the concubine, is it the prince? Or the Marquis of Changning or which Fu Yu?"

"You tell concubine mother that concubine mother will not spare them!"

Hearing this, the shadow suddenly approached, full of resentment, "It's the third brother! He poisoned me, but he is my third brother!"

Concubine Zheng Gui didn't know whether she was frightened or frightened, she subconsciously took a step back, looked at the pale face in front of her, and shook her head violently.

"Impossible! You are talking nonsense, you are not Yi'er, how could you be Yi'er?"

"Yan'er is your second brother, he will never harm you, absolutely not, you are brothers, dearest relatives in this world!"

Hearing this, Ying suddenly laughed, a little sad and tragic, "I knew that the concubine would not believe it, and I didn't believe it in the first place, how could the third brother kill me?"

"Go and ask Xiao Xiazi, he knows everything!"

"Yi'er!"

Seeing the shadow gradually drifting away, Concubine Zheng wanted to chase after her, but her feet softened and she fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was another gust of cold wind, and someone seemed to be calling her by her ear.

"Your Majesty? What's the matter with you, Madam?"

Concubine Zheng sat up from the bed, beside her was the maid Tourmaline, and another maid was closing the window.

"It was windy at night just now, and the windows were blown open. Your Majesty didn't catch a cold, did she?"

Concubine Zheng looked at the incense burning in the furnace, and stood up from the bed, "Is it just windy just now? You guys have been guarding outside?"

Tourmaline was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, Ma'am, just now the servant heard you raving, and kept chanting the names of the Fourth Highness and the Third Highness."

Hearing this, Concubine Zheng closed her eyes, "Where's Xiao Xiazi, the maid who served Yi'er before? Where did he go after Yi'er left?"

(End of this chapter)