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Chapter 618
The empress has been taking soothing decoctions for the past few days, and the time of waking up in the morning will be half an hour later than before.

On the sixth day of August, she slowly woke up from her sleep, and opened her mouth to call out, "Come here..."

No one answered, and no footsteps approached.

The empress opened her eyes and turned her head, only to see that the huge palace was empty except for her.The candles have not yet burned out, but the sky is bright.

"Come here." She sat up from the bed, "Where did everyone go?"

"Zhao'er? Zhao'er!"

Sitting on the couch and yelling twice, I heard the sound of the door of the main hall being pushed open.

Two people came in from the outside, the first was the eldest grandson Zhao'er in a green dress, and the second was the eldest grandson Jingxu who was wearing a prince's costume.

"Zi Zhan?" The empress wondered, "Why are you here?"

Today is Xiao Yan's wedding, he should go to Henan Palace to attend the banquet, and she didn't order him to enter the palace.

"Aunt." The elder grandson said quietly, "I came here to ask for something."

"What's the matter?" The Empress became more and more confused, but first said to her eldest grandson Zhao'er, "Zhao'er, call Wei Ting over."

"Your Majesty is looking for Eunuch Wei to deliver an edict?" asked Sun Zhao'er.

The decree of canonizing Zuoqiu Yue as the crown prince had been prepared earlier, and the Empress chose to deliver the decree on the day of Xiao Yan's marriage, in order to bring double happiness to the Henan palace.

"Your Majesty, Eunuch Wei is ready and ready to wait for orders at any time." Changsun Zhao'er came to the empress's side, "But the imperial decree prepared by His Majesty may not be able to be issued, and another imperial decree needs to be exchanged."

"What do you mean?" The empress looked at her, then at her eldest grandson Jingxu, her complexion gradually changed.

"Where are the others? Come on! Come on!"

"Your Majesty, stop shouting. If you don't write the new imperial edict, no one else will come." Changsun Zhaoer said, "If you write the new imperial edict first, someone will come to serve you."

"What new decree?"

"Henan King Zuoqiu Yue intends to plot rebellion, and his eldest son Xiao Yan and his concubine Xiao's family are his accomplices, and they will be killed together." The eldest grandson Jingxu said, "In addition, the king of Huainan, the eldest grandson Jingxu, is decreed to be the heir apparent. Well, from now on, the crown prince will manage the government, and the left and right ministers and the female minister will supervise the country together."

"You..." The Empress's eyes immediately became sharp, "You two..."

She pointed at her eldest grandson Zhao'er's trembling hand: "I trust you so much, you actually betrayed me and dared to plot rebellion!"

"Your Majesty, it's not Zhao'er who plotted rebellion, but the Wang family of Henan." The eldest grandson Zhao'er smiled like a flower, and said, "Zhao'er is a woman, what are you doing for rebellion?"

"You...you! Cough cough cough..." Blood choked out from the queen's mouth.

The eldest grandson Zhao'er wiped the empress with a handkerchief, but the eldest grandson Jingxu, who was standing two steps away, was indifferent: "Your Majesty, your surname is eldest grandson, the same blood flows in our bodies, why should you give up the dragon chair to someone else?" ? Haven't you had enough of Zuoqiu's restraint?"

"Hehe...hahahaha...Zi Zhan, Zhao'er." The empress looked at the two of them, "Zhen, I really underestimated you two."

"When did you two get together?"

"What do you mean by 'collusion'?" The eldest grandson Zhao'er held the empress's arm and forcibly helped her to the side of the desk. consideration of the honor."

"Let go of me!" The empress pushed her eldest grandson Zhao'er away, "If I don't write, what can you do!"

"Rebellious officials and thieves!" She picked up the paperweight on the table and threw it at Changsun Jingxu.

"Bang." The white jade paperweight hit the wooden floor, making a dent.

Changsun Jingxu looked at Changsun Zhao'er.

"Your Majesty, you have to write this decree no matter sooner or later." The eldest grandson Zhao'er was not annoyed by the empress' attitude, "It's just the difference between writing in advance and making it up at the right time."

The empress was surprised: "What are you going to do?"

……

Red Thread searched the entire study room, but couldn't find the Tiger Talisman that ordered the forbidden army.

She came to the secret room and asked Zuo Qiuyao, "Where is the Tiger Talisman?"

"Whose person are you? Changsun Zhao'er, or Changsun Jingxu?" Zuo Qiuyue asked back, "Why did you rebel, or did you come to me with a purpose in the first place?"

"To this day, it is meaningless to say these things." The red thread carried the candlestick from behind Zuo Qiuyao to the front of him. Zuo Qiuyao closed his eyes because he was not used to the sudden light.

The red thread put the candlestick aside, turned to face Zuo Qiuyao whose hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and slowly squatted down to look at him at the same level: "Master, answer the servant's question, the servant is reluctant to make you suffer."

"I remember that you were not yet 13 years old when you came to me. At that time, I was passing a street in West Market in a carriage, and saw you fighting with two boys who were a head taller than you for food." Zuo Qiuyao suddenly started Recalling the past, he opened his eyes and looked at the red line, "The encounter at that time was a conspiracy, wasn't it?"

The red thread didn't answer.

"It's ridiculous for me to be conceited and smart." Zuo Qiuyao laughed at himself, "It's extremely ridiculous."

The water in his eyes was shining, and he was facing the candlelight, reflecting the shadow of the red line.

Hong Xian turned his face away and said in a deep voice, "Where is the Tiger Talisman?"

"Red thread, have you ever been sincere to me for a moment?" Zuo Qiuyao asked.

"...Where is the Tiger Talisman?" Red Thread grabbed his neck, "Tell me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"I really liked you." Zuoqiu Yao said, "I think you can feel it."

The red thread suddenly tightened her right hand, and Zuo Qiuyao's face quickly turned red because of her shortness of breath.

The moment before he was about to suffocate, the strength in his neck suddenly disappeared, and a large gust of air poured into Zuo Qiuyao's throat, causing him to cough violently: "Ahem...cough cough...hehehe...hahahaha... ..."

He first laughed lowly, then laughed loudly, like crazy.

Pain and unbearable flashed in the red line eyes.

Zuo Qiuyao is the posthumous son of the former crown prince, she was able to survive because of the blood of the eldest grandson, and grew up with her mother in her grandfather's home since she was a child.After becoming an adult, he set up his own family, but he was also a rich and idle person, never interfering in government affairs.Even if he is crowned as Guan Nei Wang, he is still the least threatening prince.

This is Zuo Qiuyao in the eyes of outsiders.

But in fact, he has been extremely intelligent since he was a child. He can sing at the age of three and poetry at the age of seven, and he has a photographic memory.It was only because of his special status that he had to hide his edge and disguise himself as a mediocre person.

At the age of 17, he was chosen by the empress to become the master of Jiuyou Fang, acting as the eyes of the empress in court.

The empress believed in Buddhism, and he also believed in Buddhism.Every time he entered the palace to offer Buddhist scriptures, he was actually reporting newly received information to the Empress.

From the age of 13 to 25, Hongxian was by Zuo Qiuyao's side for 12 years.She knew his intelligence and his pride.He also understands that the most unacceptable thing he can accept is the betrayal of the most trustworthy person.

"Hand over the tiger talisman, and I will report to the master that it is you who cooperated on the initiative." The red thread said, "The master is a person who cherishes talents, and she will reuse you."

"Master, master..."

Zuo Qiuyao compared these two titles, causing Hong Xian's heart to suffer another blow.

"Hahaha... poof!"

"What’s wrong with you!"

Zuo Qiuyao suddenly vomited blood, and the red thread turned pale with shock: "Master!"

(End of this chapter)