My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 952
A few feet away from Changqiu Palace.

Wang Xiluo looked at the scorching fire, and didn't regain consciousness for a long time.

It wasn't until she saw people leaving Changqiu Palace one after another, and seeing the figures of Rong Zhan and Shen Qianxia, ​​that she realized that the queen had been engulfed in the sea of ​​flames.

Wang Xiluo sat slumped on the ground, trembling all over, the tears in her eyes were like broken beads.

She was at a loss. Is it worth it for them to devote their entire life to Rong Zhan?
For a man who doesn't love her, she loses herself and embarks on a road of no return.

The rustling footsteps stopped behind her, and she smelled a breath of death.

Looking back, I saw Xie Wei standing behind her with a cold and serious expression.

"Miss Wang, the Wang family colluded with the prince of Beiyue to try to destroy the Southern Jin Dynasty. The crime is extremely heinous..."

Wang Xiluo didn't know what else he said later, but felt his head buzzing.

With a dull expression, he looked at Changqiu Palace with dull eyes: "Where is my father?"

Xie Wei told the truth: "Prime Minister Wang has been imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

Wang Xiluo's face was pale, and she closed her eyes in despair.

His lips were trembling for a long time, but he couldn't utter a word, his eyes gradually became hazy, and his heart was already numb from the pain.

No amount of hatred and anger could match the pain and regret at this moment, and her willful actions eventually harmed the entire family.

She shouldn't have come out of Changqiu Palace, she should have accompanied her aunt, with that sin and obsession, to atone for her sins...

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The emperor and empress were buried in the sea of ​​flames, the crown prince Rong Ye disappeared, and the whole capital was covered with a cloud, and the stone that was raised in his throat never fell to the ground.

Rong Zhan suppressed some things, those absurd things were not circulated in the market.

But some anecdotes still spread like wildfire, and have long been spread among the public.

At this moment, the biggest thing is North Vietnam. With the return of Li Shu and the help of Liu Cheng, their strength has greatly increased.

The defense of Beiguan is facing unprecedented challenges.

The father and daughter Dingbei Hou guarded Beiguan, adhering to Rong Zhan's order.

As long as you can stick to it and wait for him to come, all difficulties can be overcome.

The people began to call for Rong Zhan to succeed to the throne, to boost the morale of the army, and to appease the restless people everywhere in order to deal with the various provocations of North Vietnam.

In fact, what is right and proper is not important to the folks.

Whoever can let them live and work in peace and contentment, and keep them from being devastated by the war, is a good emperor.

It was night, and the heavy rain came, washing the dilapidated palace, as if it was welcoming a new life.

All the ministers came to the door of the Seventh King's Mansion one after another, and the ministers strongly recommended Rong Zhan to ascend the throne, to secure the country and calm foreign troubles.

At this time, urgent military reports came one after another, and Rong Zhan and Shen Qianxia were going to leave for North Vietnam early in the morning.

After Rong Zhan persuaded the courtiers to go back, it was already midnight when he returned to the house.

Shen Qianxia took a soft handkerchief and helped him wipe his hair: "The matter of going to Beijing has not completely subsided, and Beiguan is in an emergency, so you haven't had a good rest for a day."

Rong Zhan held her hand, got up and took her into his arms: "Beiguan can last for a few more days, Situ Che has already rushed over."

Shen Qianxia felt relieved, raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "With him here, I can feel at ease."

"What did you tell the ministers?"

Rong Zhan breathed a sigh of relief: "The queen mother came with the imperial edict of the emperor, and reassured the hearts of all the ministers."

Shen Qianxia was startled: "Is there really an imperial edict?"

He nodded.

Shen Qianxia suddenly realized that the empress dowager, who had always been calm and calm, had never interfered with this matter, so she had a plan in mind.

The throne belonged to Rong Zhan. Back then, because he was still young, the North Vietnam was eyeing him, and the Southern Jin Dynasty was in danger, so he had to let Emperor Ming succeed him.

The first emperor had a high foresight, and he had already figured out the mediocrity of the Ming emperor, so he stayed behind.

Who would have expected that Rong Ye, who was originally favored by the world, was just a wolf in sheep's clothing, and after his true nature was exposed, he began to wreak havoc on the hard-won peace.

"His mother and concubine had an affair with the guards to conceive a child in order to gain power. Rong Ye probably began to worry about gains and losses after learning about his life experience, and finally twisted it."

"Brother Huang seems to be very kind to him, but it turned out that he was harboring evil intentions. He never thought of passing the throne to any of his sons, and making Rong Ye the crown prince is just for the convenience of him to abolish it later."

Rong Zhan spoke calmly, and Shen Qianxia sighed inwardly.

"Your Majesty, he has long believed in longevity? Do you think you can sit on the dragon chair forever?"

Rong Zhan said: "It's not exactly, maybe he is also clear about the imperial edict of the first emperor."

Shen Qianxia knew it in her heart.

Emperor Ming believed that the throne would eventually return to Rong Zhan's hands. He was obsessed with the longevity technique and was wary of anyone who hindered him.

After a while, Shen Qianxia said: "Go to sleep for a while, I have to hurry in the morning."

Rong Zhan hummed, and his hand had already reached into her shirt.

Shen Qianxia pushed him: "I meant to sleep, I didn't say anything else."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The breathing sounds of the two are intertwined, charming and ambiguous.

"You have to do something to fall asleep."

Candles were extinguished.

"Rong Zhan, after going to North Vietnam, don't act rashly, the formation that is waiting for the poison king is too fantastic."

Without the painstaking effort to make medicine, it is very difficult to get it out.

Shen Qianxia couldn't help worrying, she was afraid that Rong Zhan would take the risk.

Rong Zhan replied vaguely: "Don't worry, we will stay together for a hundred years, and we won't fall into Li Shu's trap easily."

His lips descended from her belly.

Landed in one place and kissed softly.

Shen Qianxia exclaimed, stretched out her hands to hold his face, and said angrily, "You...what are you doing?"

Rong Zhan didn't speak.

What responded to her was an increasingly intense kiss.

Her legs could even feel the warmth of his cheek.

His black hair was spread on her knees, stirring her pulsating heart.

Shen Qianxia closed her eyes, her heart beating wildly.

"Rong Zhan, it's fine."

"Ah."

He promised with his mouth, but he didn't act.

The night was dim and tender.

The whole city of Shangjing seemed to have taken on a new look. After a short period of dullness, everyone began to look forward to it.

The combination of Rong Zhan and Shen Qianxia is not just a simple beauty for them.

They felt that he was the lucky star of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the new empress who rescued them, the hero who could repel the North Vietnam and restore everyone's peace.

The voice of the people is getting louder and louder.

The late emperor's last edict was also gradually spread among the people, so their hearts became more determined and they became a rope.

Even the dandy Rong Hao fully supported his uncle.

This move won him a lot of praise, and his bad impression in the past has also changed a little.

In the face of big right and wrong, many people still have a clear mind.

(End of this chapter)