After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

The night is cold as water.

Zhou Xianyang quietly came to the Imperial Garden and quickly found Wei Feishan at the agreed place.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and flowers are in bloom. A girl in a pink skirt is sitting on the stone steps by the water. Her thin shoulders can't stop trembling slightly, and she is crying silently facing the reflection in the water.

"Fan!"

Zhou Xianyang was heartbroken and quickly walked over and hugged her.

He put the cloak on Wei Feishan's shoulders and said with concern: "Although it is midsummer, the night is cold. You are sitting outside alone, wearing so little. If you freeze your body, wouldn't it make me feel bad?"

"Brother Xianyang..." Wei Feishan leaned fragilely in his arms, "You must have heard about everything that happened in Huayuan Palace today. Everyone looks down on me. What's the point of my life?"

"You still have me!" Zhou Xianyang lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "I treat you sincerely and will never look down on you because of your background. Shan'er, you are the princess I have recognized in this life. I will always remember you." A bright and flamboyant look. Furthermore, the ups and downs of life and the ups and downs of the world are ordinary. If they are ordinary, why should you feel sad for temporary gains and losses?"

Wei Feishan secretly rolled his eyes.

The ups and downs of life are normal. She, Wei Feishan, was born to be rich and noble. She could not bear the feeling of being looked down upon for a moment!

She deliberately shed tears and said softly: "But when will these days end? Brother Xianyang, I heard that there are endless disputes in the court over the establishment of a prince. If you can become the prince, who dares to look down on me?"

Zhou Xianyang knew about the establishment of a prince.

The princes had all lost their crowns, and the courtiers petitioned the father to establish a prince, but the father always refused.

My father refused to admit that he was old, and he was unwilling to give up power.

He frowned and said: "Shan'er, you don't know something. In ancient times, there was a rule that 'it is not wise to establish a legitimate son, and it is not a virtue to establish a son'. Now, although the eldest brother of the emperor has been deposed, I still have two emperors above me. Brother. What’s more, my father hasn’t decided who to make as the crown prince yet—"

"Idiot!" Wei Feishan scolded, "It's precisely because he didn't think it through that you had a chance! Her Royal Highness the Princess and I are very close, and she will definitely be willing to support you in becoming the crown prince!"

Seeing that Zhou Xianyang was silent, Wei Feishan stretched out his hands and hugged his neck, half coquettishly and half threatening: "Brother Xianyang promised me before that he would give me a position below ten thousand people. Don't you think so?" Have you forgotten? What's more, you don't want to think about it. There are many princes, but there is only one throne. If someone else takes the throne, you will definitely be suspected and liquidated in the future. Brother Xian Yang, you royal brothers have no feelings at all. of--"

"presumptuous!"

Before Wei Feishan could finish what he said, a cold scolding sound suddenly came.

Wei Feishan was startled and quickly turned around to look.

Ji Zhaoyi didn't know when he came. He was supported by his confidant maid and was glaring at her angrily.

Wei Feishan's face turned pale: "Ji Zhaoyi..."

Zhou Xianyang was also shocked: "Mother concubine?!"

"How dare you instigate my son to seize the crown prince's position, I will tear your mouth of sowing discord to pieces!" Ji Zhaoyi's voice was stern, and she rushed forward to slap Wei Fei.

"Concubine, Shan'er is doing it for my own good!" Zhou Xianyang quickly protected Wei Feishan behind him. Seeing Ji Zhaoyi's menacing approach, he had to turn around and wink at her, "I'm blocking you here, Shan'er, please leave quickly!"

Wei Feishan was filled with fear and had to leave quickly.

After she left, Ji Zhaoyi was still angry and couldn't help admonishing: "If I hadn't sent someone to keep an eye on you, I wouldn't have known that you came to the imperial garden in the middle of the night to have a private meeting with her! Yang'er, that Wei Feishan is a shameless person Woman, she is already pregnant with someone else's child, why do you have to get involved with her anymore? There are so many daughters from wealthy officials and noble families, why did you just hang yourself on her?!"

"Concubine, you used to like Shan'er very much."

"I was deceived by her, and I don't know people well!" Zhou Xianyang curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "It must be because that bitch Wei Zi talked nonsense in front of you and discredited Shan'er!"

"Does she need to be smeared?!" Ji Zhaoyi urged, "Yang'er, open your eyes and take a good look. She is trying to persuade you to seize the crown prince's position. She has ulterior motives! If we are just a idle and wealthy prince, isn't it better than Is it easy and joyful to fight for power? Neither you nor I, mother and son, are extremely smart people. We shouldn't have extravagant hopes for that position!"

"Okay!" Zhou Xianyang said impatiently, "I have my own idea. I don't need my mother to worry about Shan'er and me!"

After that, he walked away.

Ji Zhaoyi sighed deeply and couldn't help but secretly made up her mind to go to the emperor tomorrow to find a good marriage for Zhou Xianyang.

Even if the other party is not a wealthy person, as long as he has good character, she is willing to do it!

the other side.

Wei Feishan fled back to Huayuan Palace and spat with a dark face: "What bad luck! As a village woman with long hair and short knowledge, can I still harm your son?! You have no ability to win the emperor's heart. , no wonder you are only a little Zhaoyi at such an old age, and even Zhou Xianyang has to endure hardships with you, even the position of prince has to rely on me to help him grab it!"

The more Wei Feishan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he became more determined to get rid of Ji Zhaoyi as soon as possible.

But how to do it still needs to be discussed with Xiao Lingxiao.

He is a Jinshi after all and can always come up with a solution.

The night is getting darker.

Xiao Lingxiao, wearing a jade hairpin and a green robe, walked into Zhou Yanxue's bedroom with a smile.

"Ling Lang." Zhou Yanxue leaned on the couch with her clothes half undressed, and pulled him directly to her side, pouting and saying, "Where have you been, and why are you here now? It's so hard to keep people waiting."

Xiao Lingxiao hugged her back, a flash of disgust flashing in his eyes.

His voice was still gentle and pleasant: "Has Your Highness considered what I told His Highness?"

Zhou Yanxue narrowed her eyes: "Persuading the emperor to make Zhou Xianyang the crown prince? Ling Lang, this matter is not trivial. I may not be able to persuade the emperor."

"Xue'er..." Xiao Lingxiao gently rubbed her delicate body and followed her instructions, "The emperor has premature aging. To put it bluntly, I don't know how many years he can live. But among the princes, Zhou Xianji is close to Duke Zhenguo. Zhou Xianfeng has the backing of the Taishi Mansion, and Zhou Xianmiao has the backing of the Wang Shangshu family. Even if Xueer is their biological aunt, I am afraid that they will ascend the throne as emperor in the future, and they will not think of any benefits to use to honor you. Only Zhou Xianyang has nothing to do with it. He has a stupid mind and is easy to control. If Xueer supports him to ascend the throne, will it not be you, Xueer, who has the final say in this world in the future?"

Zhou Yanxue was stunned.

She didn't consider what would happen after the emperor's death...

According to this, it seems that arranging Zhou Xianfeng's succession is indeed her best choice.

Seeing her face relax, Xiao Lingxiao continued: "It's just that Ji Zhaoyi doesn't seem willing to let Zhou Xianyang ascend the throne... Xue'er, if we want to do something big, we have to get rid of Ji Zhaoyi first."

Zhou Yanxue sat up.

She thought for a long time before slowly nodding.

The night seems to be particularly dark tonight.

It was not until the next morning when the maids entered the palace with towels, washbasins and other things in hand to serve Ji Zhaoyi to wash herself, that they found Ji Zhaoyi lying on the couch, her body stiff and bleeding from all her orifices. She had been dead for several hours!