Dayong Nu sentenced to death

After retelling the original words of Emperor Gan Ding, everyone fell silent.

Knowing that the sacred will cannot be violated, they were afraid that the situation would get out of control when they knelt down, so they had no choice but to support each other to stand up and prepare to leave the palace.

Duke Jing was old, and he had been kneeling for too long, so it was almost difficult for him to stand still.

After waiting for him to close his eyes for a while, they supported him and slowly walked out along the palace road. According to the rules, the palace gate had already been closed at this time, but the imperial guards got the order and saw them open the door.

The carriages and sedan chairs of each family did not leave outside Suzaku's gate.

Seeing his masters rushing up to greet him, rushing to take him over, Mr. Jing turned his head and asked when he was supported by the coachman to leave, "Can you tell me when we will send His Highness away?"

"Tomorrow, I will deliver it."

Yan Yun avoided the specific schedule, and said seriously: "Duke Jing, don't go, seeing you like this, His Highness can't leave with peace of mind."

The old grand master didn't comment, Yue Mo guessed that His Majesty didn't want anyone to see him, shook his head and sighed, turned and got on the sedan chair.

After watching him go, a carriage stopped in front of him.

Zhu Yan jumped off the shaft of the car and walked quickly, looking at them, Yan Yun said: "Go back to the mansion first."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to help Su Rao board the car.

After kneeling for those hours, when she first got up, her legs and feet were tingling and numb, and she could hardly move. After walking for so long, the blood circulation has already been smooth, but Su Rao still used her strength to get into the carriage.

After the two sat down firmly, Zhu Yan swung his whip to drive the horse, and the chariot slowly left from Zhuquemen.

At the same time, the news quickly spread to various residences in Shengjing.

The prince's three masters knelt down to remonstrate, saying that the prince and his wife would enter the palace, but they still failed to change the ending of the prince's expulsion from Beijing for a whole year.

Not to mention what His Majesty thinks, but with the circumstances of this year alone, when the Crown Prince returns to Beijing, I am afraid there will be no place for him in the court.

For a while, some people were happy and some were sad.

Those who are worried are the disciples of the East Palace, and those who are happy are naturally the Second Prince and the others.

Not long ago the second prince was reprimanded for the case of Nalan's, and he was depressed, when the news suddenly came out, he was so surprised that he couldn't believe it.

He and Donggong Mingli have been fighting secretly for so many years.

I thought it would take a long time to decide the winner, but who knows that the outcome will be settled after a decree is made, even he is very curious about why this respectful and benevolent prince and brother offended his father.

Once fell into the clouds.

"Lan You, do you know the reason?"

The second prince's mansion performed music and songs at night, with wine and cups interlaced. It was during the national mourning period, and according to the law, music was not allowed for a year. If the censor knew about it, he would definitely read it.

It's just that at this time, all eyes are on the East Palace, and no one has time to care about him.

The second prince ordered the dancer girl to pour wine for Lu Heng. With a smile in his eyes, Lu Heng leaned halfway on the table, and said with a casual smile: "Prince Fei spent a lot of effort to find out, so how do I know?" .”

"is it?"

The second prince raised the chin of the dancing girl beside him, squeezed it intimately, and joked: "How can others compare to you, you are Lu Lanyou."

"Your Highness has flattered you. There is really nothing I can do about this kind of thing."

Lu Heng's affectionate eyes were soaked by the wine, and the water was rippling with waves. He held the wine glass in his hand, swaying slowly, and his movements were willful and romantic.

The surrounding dancers and maidservants looked sideways frequently.

blushed.

The second prince just smiled and didn't speak when he heard the words. After rubbing the dancer's body for a while, he gently pushed her away, "You all step back."

"Yes."

The music stopped, everyone got up and saluted, and filed out.

Lu Lanyou's expression remained the same, she looked at the second prince with a smile, and asked suspiciously: "Good wine, elegant music, beautiful women, this situation is just the right time, what does His Highness ask them to withdraw?"

There is no one in the hall.

The second prince leaned slightly and stared at Lu Heng, "Lan You, this is a rare opportunity, do you want me to..."

His palm volleyed down.

It means to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots.

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows to look at him, with a hint of sarcasm in his gentle and reckless eyes, he smiled lightly and said: "Your Highness is not too anxious, the prince will go for another year."

"East Palace's influence in the court is deeply ingrained, and if those people can't keep it, they will think of some way to get him back halfway. Then I will have another headache."

"will not."

Lu Heng said: "Your Majesty is decisive in dealing with this time, they have no chance, if they act rashly, it will be self-defeating instead."

"Others can't do it, don't forget, there is Yan Heqing!"

The second prince was quite jealous of him, Lu Heng sneered: "If Yan Heqing is really omnipotent, the prince will not be sent out. The most important thing about this matter is your majesty's attitude."

He hit the nail on the head and pointed out the key point, "What Your Highness has to do now is to seize the opportunity to recruit as many people as possible from the Prince's side, and replace them with his own people in critical positions."

"Wouldn't that be too blatant?"

The second prince hesitated, Lu Heng sighed helplessly: "Your Highness is fighting with the prince for the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, no one knows. At this time, are you still considering some irrelevant things?"

"That's true."

The Nalan family is a noble relative of the emperor and a prominent family. With their support, isn't the purpose of all these years' effort to replace them?

The second prince raised his glass to Lu Heng and said with a smile: "Lan You, you can see clearly."

Lu Heng replied from a distance, and smiled at each other.

After drinking for three rounds, Lu Heng bid farewell and went back to the mansion. The second prince personally sent him to the door, watched him board the car before turning back.

As soon as he entered the carriage, the smile on Lu Heng's face faded.

"idiot!"

What are you talking about cutting the weeds and eradicating the roots? If it weren't for the Nalan family's advice, you would want to fight for the crown prince with such a brain?

Hearing this, Jin Wudu said in a low voice while driving the car: "My lord, what if that person refuses to listen to the persuasion and insists on going his own way?"

"Then let him go."

Lu Heng sneered, leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes to rest, "He insists on seeking his own death, and I don't want to stop him..."

"I'm afraid that something bad will happen to him."

"It's okay."

Lu Heng yawned, and said casually: "He really wants to do something, and it saves me trouble. If the crown prince falls, it's useless to keep him."

Responding to the sentence with relish, there was indifference in his heart.

After the incident in Hwaseong last time, the second prince even came to ask why the young master Su Rao was alive. If it wasn't for this, the Fu family would not have fallen into the trap and ended up being scattered.

Caused him to lose an arm.

At that time, the two parties were divorced. Although it didn't look like anything on the surface, when the second prince made decisions, he no longer relied heavily on the son.

And the son, also lost patience with him.

Endurance is the limit until now, what happens next depends on his own good fortune...

Back in the mansion, Yan Yun carried Su Rao into the Zhimo Academy.

Put her on the soft bed, and ordered: "Bring some ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

Su Rao sat quietly, allowing him to lift up the skirt, and then rolled up the trouser legs above her knees. In fact, she had knee pads, so she couldn't hurt anything.

It's just that there is no way to relieve his boredom, and he has to do something.

Knead the medicinal wine.

Yan Yun went to take a bath, turned off the lights and went to bed when he came back. The atmosphere was rare and silent and depressing. Su Rao thought for a while, and went over to hug him.

After a while, he raised his hand and took her into his arms.

Neither of them spoke.

sleepless nights.

The night passed quickly, fleeting, the dawn broke through the window, and finally, it was time to say goodbye...