On the third day of September in the 60th year of Qianlong's reign, the emperor decreed that Prince Yongyan of Jia should be crowned the crown prince, and his mother, Concubine Lingyi, should be granted the title of empress, with the posthumous title of Empress Xiaoyi.

Succession.

It was a great day of universal celebration. On this day, the elderly emperor visited the Hall of Supreme Harmony in person and awarded Yongyan the imperial seal, and he was revered as the Supreme Emperor.

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor..."

Looking at the dense crowd of kneeling officials outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and hearing their three cheers of long live, the Supreme Emperor had a thick smile on his face.

He was the first emperor in the history of the Qing Dynasty, and he still has mixed feelings in his heart.

After sixty years, he finally relieved the heavy burden on his shoulders and passed the throne to Yongyan, his and Ning'er's precious son.

In fact, in his heart, Yongyan is not the best candidate to inherit the throne. The best this child can do is to be a conservative king. It is almost impossible for him to make much achievements.

However... it would be great if such a huge empire can continue to maintain stability and peace. As an emperor, he knows how tiring and difficult it is to manage an empire.

Fortunately, there is Yongxuan outside to help, so Yongyan can sit back and relax.

Over the years, Yongxuan has been fighting abroad and has made great achievements. While he is praised by the world, he, the emperor, is also particularly worried.

Before Ning'er died, he promised her that he would take good care of their Yongxuan, how could he make a mistake?

After the enthronement ceremony, he, who had become the Supreme Emperor, went to Ningshou Palace to attend the Qiansou Banquet accompanied by his son.

He knew that this was deliberately prepared by his son to please him.

After a busy day, when everything was over, the Supreme Emperor returned to his bedroom in Ningshou Palace.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should rest." The eunuch stepped forward and said respectfully.

The eunuchs around him have changed several times, and he can no longer remember the name of this little eunuch.

"The Supreme Emperor..." the little eunuch shouted softly again.

"Yes!" The Supreme Emperor nodded lightly. After leaning on the couch, he suddenly sat up again: "Where is Yongxuan? Are you back?"

"To report to the Supreme Emperor, General Fukang'an has not returned yet." The young eunuch reported quickly.

"Fukangan...Fukangan..." The Supreme Emperor read it several times softly, with a bitter smile on his face.

If he had not protected Ning'er and Yongxuan, his Yongxuan would not have to live under someone else's identity for the rest of his life, and the world of the Qing Dynasty would also belong to Yongxuan.

However, now that Yongyan has succeeded to the throne, for the sake of Yongxuan's safety and to prevent any rift between their brothers, he must not show his preference for Yongxuan.

It's just... he really misses his son. Yongxuan has been away fighting for many years, and he has not seen Yongxuan for more than two years.

Today is a great day for Yong Yan to ascend the throne. He had issued many imperial edicts urging Yong Xuan to return to the capital. Unfortunately, the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly and Yong Xuan could not come back at all.

Because Yongxuan had not returned yet, he kept waiting.

He knew that he didn't have much time left, maybe one year, maybe two or three years, he couldn't last much longer, he just wanted to see more of Yongxuan in the last days of his life.

He wanted Yongxuan to come back from the battlefield and stay in the capital.

The days passed day by day, and it was February in the blink of an eye.

Although Yong Yan succeeded to the throne, he still came to him for advice on many matters concerning government affairs.

"Yongyan, since I have passed the throne to you, you will naturally make the final decision on the affairs of the government. There is no need to ask me for advice in the future." The Supreme Emperor looked at his son who was standing respectfully aside and said in a low voice.

This kid looked very good when he was a child, but for some unknown reason, his energy has been worn away less and less.

He knew that his son came here all day long to ask for greetings and government advice in order to prevent people from talking about his disrespect for the Emperor. Although he was very filial, he was also a little too careful.

"You are the emperor, the true master of this world, go ahead and do it." The Supreme Emperor waved his hand and said.

"Yes, Huang Ama!" The emperor responded quickly, but he did not dare to take his Huang Ama's words seriously.

He had just ascended the throne and everyone only listened to the Emperor. As long as the Emperor was around, he must listen to the Emperor in order to remain a filial son and a model for the world.

"Emperor Ama, early this morning, I received a battle report from the front. General Fukang'an fell ill due to overwork and overwork in recent days of fighting." The emperor bowed and said.

"What did you say?" The Supreme Emperor's face was full of shock. He stood up from the chair. He was so excited that he felt dizzy and couldn't help but fall back.

"Huang Ama!" The emperor was shocked and immediately stretched out his hand to support him.

"Hurry... hurry up and send an order for Yongxuan to come back for treatment. It's so hard outside, and the doctors accompanying the army are not very skilled in medicine. They are not as good as the doctors in the palace." The Supreme Emperor said loudly.

"Emperor Ama, I also want Fukangan to return to the capital to recuperate, but now the war is too tight and the situation is changing rapidly. There can't be any trouble. Only with his presence can we frighten everyone, including the enemy." The emperor sighed and said.

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"Fukangan...he is not Fukangan, he is your brother. You keep talking about Fukangan, do you really think of him as an outsider?" The Supreme Emperor looked at the emperor and said in a deep voice.

The emperor's face changed slightly when he heard this. He was about to say something when he heard his wife, the emperor, say: "Don't forget what you promised your mother-in-law."

When the emperor heard this, he knelt down and said respectfully: "I know, I will go and pass the order to ask Brother Yongxuan to come back."

After hearing this, the Supreme Emperor's expression softened slightly, and he continued: "He is of my bloodline, the eldest son of me and your mother-in-law, but for so many years he has not been able to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan. After all, we owe him."

"Yes, I know. My son... I decreed that he should be named Beizi. What do you think of it?" the emperor asked in a low voice.

"Go!" The Supreme Emperor nodded and waved his hand to signal that the Emperor could leave.

After the emperor left, the Supreme Emperor was still worried and immediately sent someone to convey the order to announce Yongxuan's Fujin Ying'er to the palace.

"Ying'er, there is news from the front that Yongxuan is ill." The Supreme Emperor looked at his daughter-in-law and sighed.

"What?" Ying'er was shocked when she heard this, because this morning she also received a letter home from Yongxuan, and the letter did not say that he was sick.

"If it is an ordinary minor illness, it will never be written in the battle report. I am worried that he will not come back. Ying'er, go to the battlefield in person and let Yongxuan come back." The Supreme Emperor said with a solemn face.

He has lived for too long. Over the years, he has watched his relatives around him leave him one by one. He has experienced too much about white-haired people giving away black-haired people, but he never wants to watch Yongxuan leave him.

Not only did he love his son extremely much, he also felt guilty.

"Please rest assured, Emperor Ama, I will go right away." Ying'er responded quickly.

"Go." The Supreme Emperor waved his hand gently.

"Yes!" Ying'er nodded and walked out quickly.

The Supreme Emperor left Ningshou Palace and walked out Zhan Zhanweiwei.

"Your Majesty!" The maids and eunuchs followed cautiously.

"Your Majesty, where are you going? Get on the dragon chariot and the servants will carry you there." The eunuch in charge came forward and said respectfully.

"No need!" The Supreme Emperor shook his head. He didn't even let anyone support him and walked forward slowly.

He is eighty-five years old this year. He is already an old man. Not only his eyesight is a little blurred, but his ears are also deaf. Over the years, everyone he cares about has left him one by one, and he is very lonely.

"Be careful!" The eunuchs saw his careless steps and were afraid that he would fall, so they hurriedly protected him.

The Supreme Emperor walked for a while and then stopped to rest. He didn't know how long he walked before he stopped.

Just now, he just felt bored and wanted to go out for a walk. Unexpectedly, he walked to Yanxi Palace.

The location of Yanxi Palace in the palace was somewhat remote, far away from Ningshou Palace where he lived, but he still subconsciously walked here. Over the years, he often walked to Yanxi Palace, as if he had become a

Got used to it.

"Don't follow!" After the Emperor finished speaking, he entered the Yanxi Palace and entered the main hall.

A portrait of Wei Ning'er hangs in the main hall of Yanxi Palace, and her tablet is enshrined.

In the twenty years since Wei Ning'er left him, he gradually developed a habit of coming here to talk to her no matter when he encountered something happy, something difficult, or when he was unhappy.

"Ning'er, you have been gone for twenty years. Our Yongyan has inherited the throne. He will be a good emperor. Don't worry, I am getting older day by day. Recently, I feel that I am unable to do anything and am often in a trance.

Yes, I vaguely saw you yesterday. It won’t be long before I can come to accompany you. We made an agreement in the past to stay together until we grow old, but you broke your promise..."

"Our son Yongxuan has always been the best. If I hadn't protected you, he wouldn't have lived his whole life with someone else's identity, and he wouldn't have been fighting desperately outside just to reassure Yongyan. He will

He will become my heir and the master of this world..."

"Ning'er, your spirit in heaven must protect Yongxuan's safety and success. We owe him so much. I just want this child to be safe and sound for the rest of his life. I have already made a plan. No matter what others think or say, I will seal him off.

He is a king, a county king, and even a prince, and he deserves this. Although it is too unruly to do this, I can't live much longer. When this life comes to an end, I will do whatever I want..."

"Ning'er, how are you doing there? Have you seen Yue Xi? Say hello to her. I will be with you soon, very soon!"

After the Emperor finished speaking, he slowly stood up from the futon he was sitting on, and almost fell down again several times.

"I'm old, I'm old!" He stood up, shook his head as he stood up, and walked out.
Chapter completed!