Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 410

Fu Xuanrong was seriously injured this time. The welts on her back felt nothing at first, but it happened to be rainy and the air was too humid. She lay in the room for two or three days. There is a tendency to aggravate suppuration.

An Li changed her medicine with red eyes, "Master Rong, does it hurt?"

Fu Xuanrong really wanted to turn her head and smile at her, but her body was in so much pain that she couldn't even exert any strength, "An Li, I'm fine, don't worry."

"I've never seen Master Rong injured so badly. You've already used the best medicine for sores, but the wound doesn't scab. Master Rong, why don't you go and invite the imperial physician over to take a look."

"No need, I know how my body is. I guess when I was tortured that day, the crown prince put some medicinal powder on the whip in advance to make the wound difficult to heal. I can just rest up for a while."

An Li sniffled, "I will obey the master."

"Where's the prince?" Fu Xuanrong turned over with difficulty.

"I've been called into the palace. I heard that the emperor's condition has been very bad these days, and I think he's about to die."

"Heh." Although the emperor said that he loved the people like a son, he was generally considered incompetent. The military and government affairs of the court and the central government were all controlled by the prince. It was a failure to be an emperor to do what he did.

"Master Rong, if the emperor really dies, the crown prince will be the one who ascends the throne. What shall we do then?" The crown prince has always regarded the prince and Fu Xuanrong as thorns in his flesh. ransacked home.

"Don't worry, the emperor cannot pass the throne to the crown prince."

An Li was puzzled, "Why is Master Rong so sure?"

"The crown prince has been acting constantly these days, and his reputation in Beijing has almost been ruined. Although the emperor is incompetent, he will never allow the Li family to fall into the hands of such a cruel and merciless person."

"But he is the crown prince, if the emperor did not pass the throne to him, but instead appointed the prince as the new emperor, how could Li Chen be willing?"

"Of course he is not reconciled, so I guess... the days ahead for Bei Ao may not be peaceful."

Fu Xuanrong's words became a prophecy.

Seven days later, the emperor died.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knelt in the palace, crying hoarsely, and the eunuch who had served the emperor for several years read out the decree and named Prince Li the new emperor.

Everyone was frightened by this decree, their eyes stared straight, even Prince Li Chen was almost angry at first, but the occasion was really wrong, so he still chose to be patient.

According to the rules, the new emperor had to wait three days after the emperor's funeral, so everyone kept silent these days, for fear of offending Li Chen's anger and being drawn into the vortex of power.

After such a long time, Fu Xuanrong's injury still hasn't improved at all.

Her back has been festered extensively, and Anli needs to re-tie her up with clean gauze every day, otherwise the skin will be stuck with blood, and a large piece of flesh will be torn off if she takes it off.

It was another fine sunny day, and Li Junhao finally took time out from a lot of trivial matters in the palace to come back to visit Fu Xuanrong. Although he has not officially enthroned yet, he is already wearing a golden dragon robe, and he is already handsome. The man with extraordinary charisma, reflected in the dazzling sunlight at this moment, looked even more graceful and luxurious.

Fu Xuanrong has deliberately concealed her injuries these days in order not to distract him. Seeing him walking slowly, she endured the pain behind her and sat up with a smile, "Should I call you emperor now, or should I continue to call you the emperor?" Prince?"

The corners of Li Junhao's mouth curled up slightly, and his bony fingers gently caressed her cheek, "Whether it is the emperor or the prince, I am your husband."

"So, should I continue to call you Li Meiren?"

"It's all up to you."

Fu Xuanrong clicked her tongue "tsk tsk", "After you officially ascend the throne, will I have to be welcomed into the palace as a queen?"

She went from being a sweeping maid to being a princess, and now she has become a queen again. This is really the pinnacle of her life.

"Yes, you will be my queen and the only woman in my life."

"According to what you mean, is it possible that you want to disband the harem for me alone?"

"Naturally." His only long-cherished wish in this life is to die hand in hand with Fu Xuanrong, even if he becomes an emperor.

Fu Xuanrong chuckled, "Isn't it surprising that the first emperor passed on the throne to you?"

"Indeed." That royal father had never given him a trace of warmth, and at the end of the day, he actually handed over all the land and land of Beiao to him, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.

"Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. He ignored you indifferently in order to confuse everyone's eyes. Li Junhao, he is actually a good father."

"Well, I understand." It's a pity that he understood too late, and failed to fulfill his filial piety at the knees of his father.

Fu Xuanrong put her arms around his waist, "Are you still busy in the palace for the next few days?"

"Father has just entered the imperial mausoleum, and I, the new emperor, is not supported by the courtiers. There are indeed many things that need to be dealt with."

"It doesn't matter, I have everything in the palace, you just go to stabilize your position, if there is anything that needs my advice, just let someone come back and order."

"Okay, how are you?"

A strangeness flashed in Fu Xuanrong's eyes, and she said with a heartless smile: "It's just a small injury, it has already fully recovered, so don't worry."

"Well, then you have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

"Go."

Watching Li Junhao leave the courtyard, Fu Xuanrong's strong strength disappeared in an instant, and she lay back on the rocking chair weakly, with difficulty in breathing.

An Li, who was standing on the side, was very sad, "Master, why don't you tell the prince directly, how can you hold on to this kind of thing alone."

Fu Xuanrong shook her head, "Look at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, it can be seen that he hasn't rested for several days, how can I trouble him again. Although the previous dynasty looked peaceful, the undercurrent was raging, and one careless step would fall into the abyss. It is the most critical time, and I absolutely cannot let him take the post and make mistakes."

"But your injury..."

"It will get better." Even for Li Junhao, she must get better as soon as possible.

In a blink of an eye, it was another five days.

For the past five days, Fu Xuanrong could hear the news from the previous court every day lying in the yard.

The princelings were dissatisfied with the new emperor and often caused some turmoil. Li Junhao suppressed them with thunderous force. Although he temporarily suppressed the group of courtiers, he completely angered the prince.

He fled the capital overnight with his cronies in the mansion, and took the military order with him before he left. That military order can control at least one hundred thousand troops.

For a moment, the capital and the entire Beiao were in panic, and a catastrophe was inevitable.

Fu Xuanrong supported her broken body, and wrote a good letter to Li Junhao every day, and asked An Li to send it over. It was full of tips on how to deploy military forces and soldiers.

(End of this chapter)