Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 520 The Queen and Her Expression Pack (Thirty)
Murong Zhuo wanted to be happy, but how could Qiao Wei make his wish come true?

Not long after, some palace servants from Fengxi Palace came and directly removed the soup, medicine, tea and rice from the emperor's bedroom.

"What is this for?!" Murong Zhuo was startled and angry.

"My Majesty, the empress has said that since you don't want to eat, you should remove everything so as not to obstruct your eyes." Shi Shiran, a palace servant, blessed himself, "Your Majesty is the Ninth Five-Year King, protected by dragon energy. Surely you won’t get sick from starvation because of missing a few meals, right?”

Murong Zhuo was too angry to speak.

He suddenly discovered that Xiao Zhouhou really didn't care about him.

Those small thoughts and gentleness are all illusions.

She had already got what she wanted, and after that, she didn't care whether he took the medicine or not.

Or...

A shocking answer is about to surface.

Murong Zhuo tried his best to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, and ordered the servant: "I want to see Queen Mother Wan."

The waiter looked up, looking a little flustered.

Murong Zhuo's heart sank, and his tone was tinged with gunpowder, "What? I only fell ill once, and now the power has fallen, and I can't even see my mother?"

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" The servant prostrated himself on the ground, faltering, "It's just that Empress Dowager Wan, Empress Dowager Wan..."

Murong Zhuo asked for a long time, but couldn't figure out why, he said angrily: "Show the East Palace!"

The emperor was still ill and was carried to the East Palace by a chariot.

However, there are already visitors in the East Palace.

This visitor was none other than Xiao Zhou Empress Qiao Wei's aunt, Empress Xigong Zhou.

As we all know, there are two empress dowagers in the Mu Kingdom, one is the Empress Dowager Wan of the East Palace, and the other is the Empress Dowager Zhou of the West Palace.
The palace people in the East Palace looked like the sky had fallen, their faces were panicked and heavy.

When Murong Zhuo entered the hall with the help of his servants, he was almost tripped over by a kneeling guard at the door.

He glanced at the guard, and could only see the broad back and the back of his head.

In my heart, I felt a strong uneasiness for no reason.

"The Emperor has met the Empress Dowager West." Murong Zhuo first bowed to the Empress Dowager Zhou, and then his eyes shifted to the pale Empress Wan who was sitting in the main seat, "I have seen the Empress Dowager."

If Empress Dowager Wan behaved like a stone statue before, then from the moment she saw the emperor, her expression became vivid.

It is the kind of vividness tinged with panic and despair.

Empress Dowager Wan opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't.

"Your Majesty, you came just in time." The Empress Dowager Zhou took a sip of tea, "Aijia is discussing with Empress Dowager Wan about taking the place of the Emperor and adopting an heir from the clan as the crown prince. Now that the Emperor is here, why not?" Let the emperor make a statement."

adopt.

Establish a prince.

No normal man can bear such a blatant seizure of power!
Murong Zhuo said coldly: "I'm not dead yet, so I don't need an heir."

In the future, he and the queen will have many children.

"Your Majesty has been ill for a long time, and I think he is confused." The Empress Dowager Zhou put the teacup in her hand on the case, and looked at Empress Dowager Wan with a smile, "Empress Dowager Wan, I believe you are sober, so I will let you decide this matter." .”

Murong Zhuo didn't take it seriously.

Empress Dowager Wan is his biological mother, so it is naturally impossible to help outsiders seize his power...

Unexpectedly, Empress Dowager Wan really thought about it for a moment, and said: "Shuo'er has a child, smart and clever, he is a suitable candidate."

Murong Zhuo was stunned, "Mother Empress?"

"That's it." Empress Dowager Wan stared straight at Murong Zhuo, her tone was stern and impatient, "Your Majesty, go back and take good care of yourself, so you don't have to worry about these trivial matters. Come, send the Emperor back to the palace. "

Just like that, Murong Zhuo was kicked out of the East Palace in a daze.

Murong Zhuo sent an edict to announce the entry of several veteran officials whom he valued, but when he learned that some of the veterans resigned, and some claimed to be sick, no one came to visit the saint.

Under the rage, Murong Zhuo wanted to force his way into Fengxi Palace where Empress Xiao Zhou was staying.

Before the chariot had traveled a few miles, it was stopped by the patrolling imperial guards.

"The wind is strong at night, the emperor is still ill, so don't let the wind blow outside." The head of the guard waved his hand, "Come here, send the emperor back to the palace."

Murong Zhuo was sent back to the bedroom again.

He is under house arrest.

He even had to summon those concubines who hadn't seen him directly, and wanted to inquire about news or discuss cooperation through them, but he was told that the concubines were busy competing for favor in front of the empress and had no time to talk to him.

He tried everything, but nothing worked.

His people, his rights, all no longer obey his orders.

It takes years to build a dam, but one night to overturn it.

Murong Zhuo couldn't figure out why.

Overnight, everyone changed their faces.

His wife, queen mother, concubines, and even the palace servants all opposed him.

"I want to see the empress." He lay listlessly on the sickbed, stubbornly said, "Empress Xuan came to see me."

Xiao Zhou didn't come for a long time.

What came first was another bad news.

——The East Palace was flooded, and Empress Dowager Wan was buried in a sea of ​​flames.

Having lived in the palace for a long time, Murong Zhuo naturally understood the circumstances under which the palace would "go into trouble".

Immediately after, Xiao Zhou brought a four or five-year-old boy to visit the saint.

"His name is Murong Zhaoxi." Qiao Wei touched the soft back of the child's head, her eyes were gentle, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you will have a prince soon."

Murong day and night.

After Murong Shuo, the abolished prince during the former emperor's period.

Murong Zhuo stared at Murong Zhaoxi for a long, long time, so long that the child tightened Xiao Zhou's skirt uncomfortably, before he turned his gaze back to Qiao Wei's face.

"This is Prime Minister Zhang's grandson, right?" Murong Zhuo said calmly.

After several months of house arrest in the dormitory, where no one disturbed him, he had a lot of time to think about where he had lost.

Qiao Wei raised her lips noncommittally.

Remember the close friend of Qiao Wei's boudoir mentioned in the previous article, Zhang Yao, the daughter of Prime Minister Zhang?
The prince chased him fiercely for a long time, but Zhang Yao still ignored him.

But after the prince was implicated in the imperial examination case, he dismissed all his concubines and fell into a slump. Instead, the maverick Zhang Yao took the initiative to find him and comforted him in her own way.

Murong Zhaoxi is the product of the two.

Naturally, Prime Minister Zhang would not agree to this marriage. The child was born by Zhang Yao's will, and grew up in the abandoned prince's mansion without a name.

After hearing that the empress intends to adopt a stepchild, the deposed prince Murong Shuo stayed in the study for a night thinking, left a letter, and committed suicide.

After Zhang Yao came to see Xiao Zhou with her suicide note and her child, she begged her to adopt Murong Zhaoxi.

Qiao Wei couldn't understand this.

But Zhang Yao said: "This is myna's wish."

All his life, Murong Shuo thought that he would definitely be the emperor, but in the end he was deposed by the imperial edict after being a prince for half his life.

Since he can't do it, let his son do it.

In order for his son to get this opportunity, Murong Shuo would rather die to fulfill his son.

Qiao Wei doesn't care who will be the next emperor.

After tasting sweet candies, and then eating bitter oranges, can you still distinguish the sweetness?

As long as Murong Zhuo can fall from the high dragon chair into the abyss, taste the sweetness, lose it completely, numb his sense of taste, and make him feel how tormented the hard life without sweetness is, she will do anything willing to do.

Of course, the son of Murong Zhuo's deadly enemy would be the emperor...

That couldn't be better.

Qiao Wei readily accepted the child.

At the same time, she also accepted the big gift package from the child.

such as--

Supported by several factions such as Prince Abandoned, Concubine Li, Prime Minister Zhang, Zongbing Zhang, and Princess Chang.

(End of this chapter)