The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Emperor Nanxing looked calm: "You are crazy."

Mrs. Lin laughed maniacally, like a mad woman: "You have destroyed me, do you still want to make that bitch Qi Simu your queen?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"I am the queen. That bitch Qi Simu will never climb on top of my head. She only deserves to be stepped on by me..."

"Qi Simu, hahaha," Ms. Lin went crazy, wandering around the room, "By the way, where is Qi Simu, where is she?" Her eyes darted around, and she rushed to the dragon bed, screaming hysterically, "Qi Simu is here Where? Where did you hide her? Hand her over, hand over that bitch..."

"You will never find her." Emperor Nanxing looked at her coldly.

"To this day, you are still protecting that bitch," Mrs. Lin yelled, "Tell me, where is that bitch..."

"Shut up!" Hearing her cries like a bitch, Emperor Nanxing became furious. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the tea cup on the low table, and suddenly threw it at Mrs. Lin.

The tea cup hit her forehead, with a clang, and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. Lin screamed and covered her painful forehead. She felt warm liquid flowing down her forehead. She took her hand and lowered her head. Look, her hands were all dazzling red, making her scream.

The blood stimulated Mrs. Lin to go crazy. Her eyes turned red and she rushed to the dragon bed: "Where is the edict? Where is Qi Simu?" She asked sharply, her face twisted and ferocious, very scary, "Give me the edict quickly, give me the edict quickly." Hand it over..."

"Presumptuous," Zhang Dequan was startled and quickly stepped forward to pull her away, "You crazy woman, don't disrespect His Majesty..."

Emperor Nanxing coughed again, blood gushing out from his mouth and nose: "Do you think Jiang Jingzhang won now?"

"ridiculous!"

"The praying mantis attacks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind."

"You have been accused of being traitors and traitors for nothing. All you have done now is to make a wedding dress for Prince Rongjun."

Emperor Nanxing smiled sarcastically. When did he start to doubt Prince Rong?

It was he who ordered Prince Chang to reflect in his palace and killed a number of members of the clan. However, he was still unable to stop the increasingly unbalanced situation in the court. He felt something was wrong and ordered Yu Linwei to inspect the clan from top to bottom.

Just two days ago, a shocking secret was discovered.

Prince Rongjun is the son of the late empress.

He is the only legitimate son of the late emperor.

Many years ago, when he was still the eldest prince, because he had lost his mother and concubine since he was a child, he was raised in the palace of the former empress. The former empress had no children. Although he and he did not say that they had a "deep love between mother and son," they still had the same interests.

As the eldest son of a concubine, and with the support of the late queen, he is undoubtedly the most likely to ascend to the throne among all the princes.

If he ascends the throne, the first empress will be the empress dowager.

However, as he grew older, the late queen treated him with disgust, and he could never figure out why.

Even after he ascended the throne, he never understood it.

It was only now that he learned that the late empress had a legitimate son, and he realized that as far as the former empress was concerned, all the princes in the harem were her enemies.

Because he was the most likely to ascend to the throne, he was the person the late empress hated the most and the person she was most wary of.

On the one hand, the first empress deliberately suppressed him, making him gradually lose the qualification to compete for the throne.

On the one hand, he deliberately protected him and made him a living target, becoming a thorn in the eyes and flesh of all the princes. He secretly instigated the princes to compete for the throne and fight to the death, hoping to reap the benefits.

And he, without knowing it, was fully exploited by the former Queen.

This is a long-planned conspiracy.

It totals more than thirty years.Emperor Nanxing smiled sadly: "Prince Rongjun is the son of the late Queen. He holds the Queen's decree and can prove his identity to everyone in the world."

This paper decree has no effect at all when the country is peaceful and the people are safe. However, when King An rebels, King Yong is a concubine, and he has no other legitimate prince, Prince Rongjun, who is the legitimate son of the late emperor, will become that The person most qualified to ascend the throne as emperor.

It's orthodox.

It is also justified.

The neutral faction will first stand up to support King Rongjun.

Therefore, Prime Minister Gu had already made a choice after A Yan left the capital. He turned a cold eye to the unbalanced situation in the court and sat back and watched the old Xun faction make trouble, pushing Prince Chang to the forefront and forcing the palace to rebel.

Prince Rong has been pretending to be a prince for many years, building good relationships in the capital and winning over people's hearts. Just because he and Ayan's secret affair has affected everyone's interests, the clan will support him.

A one-sided court situation.

Even though he is the king of a country, even if the eldest princess returns to Beijing, he cannot change the situation.

"Give me the edict," Mrs. Lin was already crazy. She struggled desperately and yelled under Zhang Dequan's pull, "Hand over Qi Simu..."

Emperor Nanxing leaned on the pillow and turned his head to look at Mrs. Lin, half-smiling but not smiling. "Fortunately, I wrote the edict for the abolition. After my death, I will not be buried with a poisonous woman like you."

He groaned and spat out a mouthful of black and red.

……

The fighting in front of the Tai Chi Palace continued until dawn. Qi Rulie fought bloody battles and led six thousand soldiers to the entrance of the Tai Chi Palace. At the end of the battle, there were only more than [-] people left around him, and everyone was red. Eye.

King Changjun was seriously injured and collapsed on the ground. His helmet fell to nowhere, and his long hair was blown to pieces by the cold wind.

The remnant soldiers of the Shenrui Battalion were holding bows, arrows, shields, swords and guns, guarding him around him, watching vigilantly as the bloody general climbed up the 39 steps step by step, leaving bloody footprints on the white jade steps, bright red and dazzling. The silver shirt was stained red with blood, as if it had been fished out of blood, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground along the way.

More than three hundred soldiers, covered with broken bodies, followed him, looking forward to death.

ridiculous!

The general led a mere 7000 people and fought with his 2 people all night, but King Qin succeeded.

Prince Chang laughed so hard that he burst into tears: "I am convinced that I lost to the general, I am convinced, haha..."

He never wanted to rebel.

He didn't even know why he had come to this point.

Maybe that's fine too.

Prince Chang grabbed the long knife, raised it tremblingly, put it on his neck, and looked at the general who was walking towards him step by step.

With a plop, he knelt down on the ground and shouted with tears in his eyes: "The traitor Jiang Lingchang is ashamed of Your Majesty, the ancestors of the Jiang family, and the people of the world. Today I plead guilty and bow my head."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

puff!
A cloud of blood spurted out, Prince Chang knelt in front of the Tai Chi Hall, facing the high dragon chair in the Tai Chi Hall, and slowly lowered his head.

He remained kneeling until his death.

Qi Rulie staggered and almost fell to the ground. He gripped the spear tightly, supported his seriously injured and exhausted body, and shouted: "Go to Liangyi Hall to protect you!"

I continue to ask for tickets one day, ah, can any of you lend me a brain? I have been staying up late every day these days. Yesterday I stayed up until 02:30 in the morning. When I got up this morning, my brain was useless. My family, who knows? ~