The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 562

The next day before the time of Mao, I waited outside the tent for the second time, so that Nanny Tao could pass it on quickly.

Considering the empress's weakness, she didn't move half a minute that night, only temporarily separated by a thick curtain.

The little prince slept in a cradle with the outer curtain, guarded by a wet nurse.

But the emperor ignored the dissuasion of the nuns and still slept with the empress.

Therefore, this small ordinary felt tent actually accommodated the three noble masters of Daqi, which is really touching.

Tao Nanny first listened to the movement inside the curtain for a while, but did not enter rashly, and was about to call out tentatively, when a man's deep voice came:
"What's the matter?" The pressure was extremely light, obviously afraid of waking up the people around him.

"Reporting to the emperor, the imperial guard has urgent matters to see."

"Ah."

Nanny Tao stopped talking and stepped aside silently.

Huangfu Yue turned sideways, and under the faint morning light, looked at her peaceful and delicate face.

Last night, it should be the deepest sleep he has had in the past half a year.

Although he didn't dare to hug her hard, but smelling the familiar fragrance, it was as if everything in the world had returned to tranquility.

Those old nuns really have no eyesight.

His wife and children are all here, so he was asked to rest in another felt tent.

Kissing the corner of the bright red lips, he sat down and dressed contentedly.

Lifting the thick curtain, Mother Tao was just about to meet her, but she saw the emperor walking straight to the cradle.

The nurse was startled, and immediately greeted her with blessings.

Under the surprised eyes of the woman, he reached out and touched the baby's delicate face, evoking a slight smile.

Like an ordinary family, like a young father who has just won a son, he is full of hidden excitement and joy.

He didn't stop for a long time, it was only a moment before and after, so fast that the wet nurse and Nanny Tao almost thought it was dizziness.

When he came back to his senses, he had strode out of the felt tent.

An Er's face was gloomy, and he whispered: "Master, Ji Wei is dead."

He was silent for a while, then nodded slightly: "Go and have a look."

The floor of the cell was stained with blood, it was horrible.

One died without any struggle, while Ji Wei crawled all the way to the door, his face was bright red.

"Unexpectedly, he was so cautious and cunning, but he died at the hands of his own people." An Er said sadly, "They said that this man named Yang Cang has been with the lord for the longest time and has always been loyal."

"Loyalty under coercion and control is vulnerable." He squatted down, stared at the blood stain, and glanced at Ji Wei's index finger.

The fingertips were also covered with viscous liquid, and the skin was even scratched due to too much force.

An'er then looked left and right, puzzled: "What is this ghost drawing talisman?"

"A name."

Mengxiu was taken aback: "The name of the man behind the scenes?" Then he asked strangely, "But why did you wipe it? Could it be that there is another..."

"Because I'm not reconciled." He pondered, "I was not reconciled to being killed, so I wrote down my name, and I was not reconciled to let me be the final winner. When I was dying, I tried my best to destroy it."

Ji Wei is indeed such a radical person.

"Master." An Shisan rushed in panting, and bowed, "None of the remaining party members have seen the third master. They only know a secret point for communication. There is also a confession from Temur. , the connection with Da Qi depends entirely on Ji Wei's connection."

An Er slapped the iron fence with a palm: "Damn it! It's hidden deep enough!"

Yao's imperial guards also wanted to curse, who is so insane, collaborating with the enemy and traitorous to the country.

He lowered his eyes and muttered to himself: "Third Master..."

Is it the third child in the family, or is it just an unnecessary title.

There are so many royal relatives and relatives in Beijing who are called the third master openly and secretly, all the officials and ministers, do you want to investigate them one by one?

Is this person and him a personal grudge, or a national grudge...

　Please be safe and don’t be impatient, you have God’s vision, the hero and heroine don’t~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)