Transmigrate to be Queen

All the ministers were flat. Only Zheng Fusheng knelt on the hall and kowtowed three heads to the emperor Zheng ruoli again, he got up from the ground,

"I would like to follow the instructions of my father and emperor, and my children and ministers will take orders."

The eunuch saluting to the emperor's side, holding the imperial edict, hurried to Prince Chun Zheng Fusheng,

"Please ask Lord Chun for an order."

Zheng Fusheng knelt down again, took the imperial edict with both hands, held his head high, saluted the emperor three times and got up again.

"Well, from now on, this position will be yours. If I go on at this time, I will never have a chance to go on. Think about it, I'm really reluctant. Ha ha, Aiqing, retreat."

The emperor personally announced his retreat, then got up from the Dragon chair and walked to the back exit.

"Congratulations to the emperor."

The ministers knelt down again. The emperor waved his hand and did not look back. With the help of Wei Mingjie, he went straight back to the palace.

The ministers sent the emperor and then knelt down to worship the new emperor. Zheng Fusheng stopped them,

"I haven't sat in that position yet. I'll be exempted from the ceremony today, and I shouldn't be able to do it for a while, because the emperor doesn't have a suitable Dragon Robe."

Zheng Fusheng's joke narrowed the distance with the ministers. The people of the second prince and the fifth Prince have been almost cleared by the supreme emperor Zheng ruoli, while the fourth Prince did not show up in the court at the beginning. The most useful one has been cooked by Zheng Fusheng.

Therefore, those who are in the court hall now have either secretly subordinated to Zheng Fusheng through Wu Yu Hou, or are absolute royalists. This has cleared a clear way for Zheng Fusheng's next governance of the court hall. It can be seen that the supreme emperor has done a lot for this son. Zheng Fusheng is secretly grateful.

Just after receiving the edict, Zheng Fusheng's identity was different. When he returned to Prince Chun's house, many bodyguards came out of the palace. Of course, it was prepared by supreme emperor Zheng ruoli for his son. From now on, everything in the palace will belong to Zheng Fusheng.

"Maner -"

Zheng Fusheng left the bodyguards in the front yard. Although the bodyguard asked for personal protection, Zheng Fusheng still left the people outside and didn't bring them to the backyard. He was afraid to scare Ning Xiaoman.

"Fu Sheng, you're back. The next morning is later than usual."

Ning Xiaoman's injury is much better after a few days of recuperation, so he came to help Zheng Fusheng take off his outer shirt.

"No, you're still hurt. I don't need you to wait on me and take off my clothes."

Zheng Fusheng quickly took off his outer shirt, then pulled Ning Xiaoman to the bedside and sat down,

"How are you feeling today? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, baby is very obedient today."

Ning Xiaoman stroked his stomach and settled down from the house. Qingkou gave Ning Xiaoman several pairs of fetal protection drugs and silver needles several times. Ning Xiaoman really felt more stable.

"Don't worry about me. I'll protect myself and my children. As long as you do a good job in the court, Fu Sheng, your father may not trust you completely now, but there is no suitable person to compete for this position with you. What you can do is to do it and let your father rest more assured of you."

He took Zheng Fusheng's arm and put his head on Zheng Fusheng's shoulder,

"Fu Sheng, I know you didn't want to fight for that position, especially to fight for that position. You have to do things like fratricide. This is what you despise most."

"But as a man, a man's blood is necessary. You also want to fight. You just disdain to use those dirty means. I think that over time, your father should be able to see your good heart. As an emperor, you should have means and momentum, but you should also keep a pure heart. Otherwise, what can he take to sympathize with thousands of people?"

Looking up, Ning Xiaoman looks directly at Zheng Fusheng,

"We're not in a hurry. It's a blessing to sit, but it's our duty to sit. We do our best to listen to fate. However, according to your intelligence and ability, there's a small chance that we can't sit in this position."

Zheng Fusheng smiled and touched Ning Xiaoman's cheek,

"Are you so confident in me?"

Man'er always knows her best and has never been disappointed with herself.

"Of course, if there is one person who knows you best, it must be me, Fusheng. The fall of those brothers one after another can't say it has nothing to do with you, but at least you don't use shady means and almost reap the benefits. For this, none of them can compare with you."

"Killing each other is the easiest thing to do, but forbearance and concession is the hardest thing to do. It's hard for you to do this step for your brothers. Fusheng, I believe you, if there is one in the world that is most suitable for the king to visit the world, it must be you. If you don't succeed, you can only say that God is blind."

Zheng Fusheng covered Man'er's mouth and kissed her gently on her forehead,

"Don't talk nonsense. You can't blaspheme the gods, you see."

Zheng Fusheng put his hand into his arms, took it out and slowly unfolded left and right. Ning Xiaoman's eyes widened.

The warm yellow silk and satin is inlaid with a golden seal. The handwriting on it is frightening. Ning Xiaoman can't help but stretch out his hand and gently caress the handwriting. Then, his finger stops on the bright red seal, which is the imprint of the national seal. From now on, only Zheng Fusheng has the right to print it.

"Look, your husband and I are king in the world."

Ning Xiaoman nodded his head with tears, and then trembled back to him,

"Well, I see you king in the world."