The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1912 The New Crown Prince

But after all, King Han is here, even though she and Concubine Han are equal, they dare not yell at Concubine Han like this.

The concubine side got help, so she took the opportunity to run away, if she didn't leave, her life might be here.

As soon as the person left, Tang Qixi snorted coldly: "It's not enough to enforce the family law. King Han came, what is the matter? King Yi is not here."

"Brother wants me to pick you up into the palace. Father is seriously ill, and everyone is waiting on you before he collapses."

Tang Qixi suddenly asked urgently: "What about King Qin, he's back?"

"No, no one knows where Sixth Brother is now."

Tang Qixi's heart flashed with deep disappointment: "Wait for me to change clothes."

"Waiting for you at the door."

Tang Qixi went back to the room, let the servant girl serve her, and changed her clothes.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he felt a little lost.

In her life, she had been with three men, but none of them was sincere to her.

Both Qian Wang and Yi Wang are for her father's strength.

And King Qin lied to her, which was also inseparable from power disputes.

She was like a tool, but even so, she still put her peace of mind on King Qin.

Even after knowing the truth, she secretly swore that he would die a bad life.

But seeing him as the crown prince, she was really happy for him from the bottom of her heart.

Knowing that Tang Nineteen was dead, she was also happy for many days.

In those years, there was no one around him, and she still had vain fantasies.

She loves him beyond her control.

But he chose to be with Tang Nineteen and wandered around the world.

The emperor is seriously ill and he won't come back, will he come back?

"Princess, it's all right."

The last white jade hairpin on the hairpin, the person in the mirror has changed from a girl's hair bun to a young woman's hair bun.

This young woman's hair bun always reminded her of her current status, which annoyed her.

"Do you only know how to do this hairstyle?"

All my temper was spilled on the servant girl.

The servant girl was terrified: "Is there anything else I can do, have you dismantled and redistributed it for you?"

"Go away, do I have so much time to delay you? Get out of the way."

Pushing the servant girl away rudely, she strode out, feeling extremely irritable.

On the carriage, into the palace.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, a group of people knelt down in darkness.

The emperor has been sick for several months, and the government affairs are handled by King Yi, but the emperor has not issued the canonized edict, even if the civil and military ministers lobby back and forth, the emperor still refuses to issue an edict.

This winter, his condition became more and more serious. This was the third time that he was in critical condition.

The previous two times, the danger was saved, but this time I don't know how it will be.

In these years, among his twelve sons, three died and three were left out in the cold. Now his life is in danger. The second and fourth princes are stationed outside and cannot come back. The whereabouts of the sixth prince, King Qin, are unknown.

Among the many sons and daughters, there are only a few who kneel at the bedside to perform filial piety.

There are many concubines, and it is quite lively, sobbing and crying into a ball, who knows if the crying is real or not.

Tang Qixi saw Ayiguli, and was surprised that she had become so thin, she looked like a skeleton.

Now the master of the harem is the concubine Xian.

After the queen and imperial concubine passed away one after another, the emperor did not establish these two concubine titles again.

The fourth concubine became the biggest.

Among the four concubines, Concubine Shu also died of illness a few years ago. Concubine De is also the mother concubine of King Jin and King Xuan. The matter, as well as the imperial concubine, had been vacant before, and now there is no one.

The emperor's harem, like his heirs, gradually withered.

(End of this chapter)