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Chapter 246 He never regrets
After Dongyue finished speaking, Chu Yan waved her hand to let her leave. When Lu Bo came in to deliver tea, he almost bumped into Dongyue.

"Slow down, don't rush."

Dongyue's eyes were red, she nodded and exited.

"Your Highness, it's getting late. Do you want to pass on lunch?"

Lu Bo stepped forward and put the tea cup on the table next to Chu Yan and asked, and then saw the man slowly opening his eyes: "Is he not dead yet?"

Even if Chu Yan didn't point this out, Lu Bo knew who he was talking about. He nodded and said, "The imperial doctor just went to see her yesterday. It should only be a matter of the past few days."

The dosage of Buluohua increased, but Chu Yan ordered people to deliver a bowl of tonic to Emperor Qi every day, and his life was hanging on by it.

Later, after the Concubine Xian left, His Highness sent someone to tell His Majesty the Queen's affairs day after day, but they were all about the time when the Empress was seriously ill.

Every time after speaking, I would sternly question His Majesty why he did this.

Compared with the physical pain, this kind of mental torture is the most fatal. His Majesty fainted several times because of this incident. His Majesty had someone pour cold water on him to wake him up. This was repeated several times, even if he wanted to die. Can't die.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that His Highness wants to make His Majesty's life worse than death and suffer such torture every day.

Those palace people are also masters of the situation. Since His Highness wants to do this, they will naturally comply.

"Lu Bo, tell me, before my mother left, did she ever regret saving him and then being deceived by his words and marrying him?"

His mother was the daughter of a royal master. She would have lived a good life if she had not entered the palace. However, she was deceived by him and died after entering the palace.

Yingying didn't like this deep palace, and neither did he. They didn't like it here, but they all ended up being trapped here.

Lu Bo said nothing. Who could explain such a thing clearly.

Maybe, the Queen had regretted it, but how could she escape from such a huge imperial city with such high red walls?
At this time in Fengyi Palace, when the palace attendant opened the palace door with medicine and walked in, it was quiet inside. The closed windows made the blood in the room even richer. If you listened carefully, there seemed to be a ticking sound.

The palace man swallowed, feeling a little scared. He took a few steps forward, and then heard a sharp shout outside.
"Your Highness, something happened in Fengyi Palace."

Lu Bo was serving Chu Yan's lunch when he heard the little eunuch coming over and saying this. Chu Yan stood up after taking the last bite without stopping.

It happened that Cao Ye also entered the palace at this time. After hearing about Fengyi Palace, he said he wanted to go see it with Chu Yan.

The little eunuch who led the way said with a bit of horror: "Blood was flowing all over the floor. The slaves got a lot of it when they went in. They used cinnabar scraped from the window. They ate so much that their stomachs were full." ”

"The imperial doctor has seen that the cinnabar is not fatal. It was caused by using too much Brahma flowers. It caused an illusion. It fell on the candle stand and passed through the head."

As he spoke, the little eunuch lowered his head, as if he could still recall the scene he saw when he entered the palace.

The servants in Fengyi Palace stayed alone in the palace except for three meals a day and taking medicine. His Highness did not regard him as a father at all, so how could anyone else take care of him.

The only one who was somewhat kind to him, Chief Chai, was not allowed to serve him personally.

Listening to these words, Chu Yan's face remained calm. Cao Ye frowned and walked to his side: "Your Highness."

"I know what Mr. Cao is going to say, but I don't want to kill him."

When Chu Yan heard Cao Ye's words, he sneered. He had never thought of killing him. After all, life was worse than death, which was the ultimate pain. He couldn't bear such torture.

Compared with these pains, the pain he gave to others was the most painful pain. All tragedies were caused by his greed. He had harmed so many people and died like this. Chu Yan even felt that it was too light.

"Well, it's all fate. Just in order not to affect the enthronement ceremony later, the best solution is to keep it secret and not mourn. The national mourning must be observed for three years."

Cao Ye looked at Chu Yan and said this. Even if Chu Yan issued a criminal edict in the name of Emperor Qi, he is still the emperor of Dashuo. His death will be a national mourning. Once the mourning occurs, Chu Yan will not be able to do anything for three years. ascend the throne.

Who can guarantee that nothing will happen in these three years?

This is what Cao Ye is worried about.

"I know it."

A faint smile appeared on Chu Yan's lips. He said in the past that he didn't want to be a prince, and now he still doesn't want to be an emperor. It's just that everything is pushing him to move forward and to be where he is now. step.

There was too much burden on his shoulders, and he couldn't take his hands off him for a long time.

In Fengyi Palace, the palace officials had already wiped away the bloodstains and cleaned it up for Emperor Qi. However, he was holding on to a handkerchief and refused to let go. If you look closely, there are words on it.

So they didn't dare to take it forcefully, for fear that it would be something useful.

Seeing Chu Yan coming, everyone knelt down and saluted. Chu Yan walked in. Lu Bo stepped forward and took out the veil from Emperor Qi's hand. He saw a big word "regret" written in blood on it.

"Mr. Cao, keeping the funeral secret is indeed the best way, but I just don't want to do it."

Chu Yan's words made Cao Ye look at him sharply: "Your Highness, what should we do?"

After saying this, Cao Ye seemed to have thought of something. He was wrong. What His Highness wanted was never that position, but that those who harmed them should get their due retribution.

"He never regretted it."

Chu Yan withdrew his gaze from the handkerchief. Lu Bo lowered his head and discovered that there was a word "not" above the word "regret", but it was written in a messy way, so he didn't see it clearly.

In the year of Yongjia, Emperor Qi Chu Anrong died of illness in the palace. However, Prince Chu Yan ordered that his body should not be put into the imperial mausoleum and that the whole country should not mourn. This was because he had issued an imperial edict to sin against himself during his lifetime and was a sinner of Dashuo. He was framed and killed as Dashuo. A loyal minister who serves.

As soon as this statement came out, the whole court was in an uproar, but no one dared to argue.

The new emperor's enthronement ceremony was scheduled for the first month of the year, and Chu Yan did not even observe mourning for three years.

When the news reached Wulei City, Cui Ying looked at the letter and read that Concubine Xian had left long before Emperor Qi left. She died of illness, but according to her understanding of Zhao Shu, she probably committed suicide.

Her aunt's temperament was not the kind of person who would harm others for her own selfish desires, but because of Emperor Qi, her hands were stained with blood. She regretted and hated her. Even if Chu Yan didn't kill her, she wouldn't be able to survive.

"Ma'am, ma'am?"

Mu Sha looked at Cui Ying's dazed look and quickly helped her sit down. Cui Ying held her belly and took a few deep breaths: "I'm fine."

"Madam, if you are in a bad mood, why don't you go to the theater to listen to a play today?"

She looked at Cui Ying with some worry. Her master Emera had told her a little bit about Cui Ying, but not much. Plus after getting along with her during this period, Mu Sha truly regarded her as his master.

"No need, I want to be alone for a while."

Everything seemed to have come to a successful conclusion, and the ending of this story seemed to have been determined. But why, her heart seemed empty.