No one cares about what will happen to the emperor. At best, they care about when he will die.
Even Sun Qingmu could not help but think this way. He was so rebellious but felt it was logical, Your Majesty? That distant title was like the past. If the Crown Prince hadn't been one lower than the Crown Prince, who would have remembered that there was an emperor in the Yan Kingdom!
Su Yi was the most nervous, and he who usually talked the most was silent at the moment. No matter how many futures he had envisioned, or whether he had elevated his son to the position of prince in his dream, there was no concrete feeling at this moment that shocked him.
The prince may ascend the throne, which is too sudden for all of them! Even Shen Fei can't sleep, no one expected it to come so fast, like a thunderbolt from the blue, hitting everyone's heart.
They have lived in this Prince's Palace for eight years, and they clearly remember every plant, tree, and organ. Will they leave? Completely leave the Prince's private life, or will they never see the light of day and become a stumbling block that hinders the Prince's future?[
Sun Qingmu looked the farthest away. The more he looked at it, the less he knew whether he should be happy that the prince might ascend the throne. He sat among the crowd and did not speak or play the piano. He knew that it was okay for the prince to have a male favorite in the harem, but if the emperor had a harem...then they would be the king of the country. sinner.
Su Yi looked at Sun Qingmu and then at Shen Fei. At this moment, he hoped that Sun Qingmu would say something to reassure him, such as that the emperor deserves to die, or that he had finally waited until this day to convince him that he had done nothing wrong.
Shen Fei stood aside, his silver-white palace robe hanging at his feet, his long hair draped softly on his shoulders. His unique beauty made him look calm and peaceful at the moment.
Xin Yiren looked at this and that without knowing why. What did the emperor's death have to do with them? Why didn't they go to bed? But because Mr. Sun and Su Yi were both there, he could only stay here, but after a while he Start taking a nap.
Han Yan conveniently put Xin Yiren's head on his shoulder and fiddled with his nails as if it were serious. He never had any opinion on his situation. It was inevitable that the prince would ascend the throne. Even if it was not now, it would be in the future. There is nothing surprising. As for whether they stay or go, that is a matter for the master of each courtyard. If the master can find a concubine for him, he will not be embarrassed to accept it. After all, no man has ever taken a concubine as a concubine in ancient times. , it’s interesting to think about it, isn’t it? That’s a real seal level.
In the emperor's palace, Zhou Tian sat by the bed and held her father's cold hand with mixed emotions. He was obviously not her father, so why was the sadness in her body so honest? Did Yan Zhoutian miss him, even though this man had never fulfilled his father's obligations? ,
Zhou Tian stretched out his hand and caressed Yan Xiao's cheek. It was too sudden. Yan Zhoutian's last elder was about to leave. Zhou Tian sighed, and seemed to understand Yan Zhoutian's sadness in her heart. The queen's death was still in her heart even if Yan Zhoutian didn't say it. A wound that could not be healed, she was paranoid and murderous, trying to use everything to cover up the sadness of not being expected by her mother. When she grew up, she had the ability to directly eradicate the man above her, but she did not.
She did all the wrong things but never touched her father. Even though her father favored other siblings, and even though she knew that her father would have a son to compete with her for the throne, she never thought about letting her father disappear. Is she feeling guilty? Perhaps she still had some greedy expectations, hoping that her father would take care of her cruelty that day and relieve her pain. At that time, she would definitely tell him what was in her heart and that she would no longer be the prince of the Yan Kingdom. Unfortunately... no one gave it to her. Her chance, even her last hope, was gone like this...
Zhou Tian lifted up the quilt and tried in vain to help him pull it up to his neck, but she couldn't stop his dying life. She could give Yanxiao internal energy to help him hold on for a few more hours, but was it necessary? After all, people would stay.
If you don't stop, why bother adding to the upcoming noise.
"You bitch! What did you do to my father!" Snap! Yan Naozhen slapped Xin Fei on the face, then ran in furiously, threw herself on Yan Xiao's bed and cried loudly. She was still dressed as she was at noon.
, the overly beautiful nails don’t even show the respect that this sad news deserves.
"Father, before and after marriage, you have an older daughter! Why did you just leave like this! Ugh! What do you want your daughter to do? What do you want your grandson to do?" As he said this, he pulled his son beside the bed and pulled him hard.
His son came up and said, "Father, please look at him. He is your grandson. He is your dearest person. Father, you can't just die like this." As he spoke, he started crying and shaking the bed, which was already breathless.
Many people.
Zhou Tian didn't say anything, he just sat aside and said nothing. When he glanced at the boy standing next to the eldest sister, he found that he was also looking at him, his eyes were deep and his expression was solemn, as if he wanted to see something from himself.
Zhou Tian gave a wry smile and suddenly remembered that this was the royal family. No matter how young this child was, he was still 13 or 14 years old. It was the time when he made the most guesses. Wouldn't he think that the emperor's death was related to him?
Yan Naiyu also came, accompanied by her son and daughter. The second sister's daughter had already been granted the title of princess, but the fiefdom had not yet been implemented because of the crown prince. Yan Naiyu was much calmer. She was wearing a solemn shirt, even though she was older.
It can also be seen that her former beauty and quiet temperament seemed unable to bear the bad news, and she was already crying to the point of collapse.
The prince-in-law was supporting the second princess and was trying to persuade her to express her condolences. The children had already come forward and knelt beside the bed, shouting, "Hail, Your Majesty."
In almost a moment, the entire Imperial Palace was filled with people. There were more than a dozen princesses plus their families and the surviving princes. The entire Imperial Palace was as noisy as a market, and the cries made Zhou Tian feel frightened. At this moment, she
I finally witnessed the weak emotions of the royal family. Almost every child tried to get Yanxiao to wake up and promise them the final benefit.
Gradually Zhou Tian avoided the bedside, and no longer tried to save his life. She felt that it might be better for Yanxiao not to listen to these words, otherwise he would not be cold-blooded but would be so angry that his heart would be attacked.
Zhou Tian left the crowd and stood watching the various performances. Only the ignorant children cried innocently and purely. For them, an elder who loved them was gone, and they felt sad and sad.
Only sincerity.
Suddenly a pair of cold hands fell on Zhou Tian's shoulders, and his small words revealed a bit of self-blame: "Your Highness, my condolences." [
Zhou Tian patted her hand reassuringly: "It's okay." Suddenly Yise's hand felt unusually cold and he turned to look at her and found that her face was red. Zhou Tian hurriedly said: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? What's wrong?
You shouldn't have told me earlier." After saying that, he immediately felt for Yise's pulse.
Song Yise opened the prince's hand and said, "I'm fine, I am fine." She then took out her hand and closed the bed beside him for His Highness, "Be careful of the cold."
Zhou Tian was worried about her. Yi Se's condition looked very bad, as if she couldn't hold on any longer: "You go back first, I'm here."
Song Yise shook her head. There was no reason for her to rest in the emperor's situation. Besides, she knew she could hold on. It was just because the prince made her feel that she deserved to die: "Your Highness, just take care of yourself."
Zhou Tian did not dare to let Yi Se run wild, and hurriedly grabbed a doctor next to him to show Yi Se. Seeing that Yi Se was about to stop her and hold her down, he said: "Don't be stupid, there are plenty of places for you, you can't fall ill."
." Then he looked back at the doctor and found that he didn't recognize him. He thought he was Ying Fengliu: "Help me take a look, thank you."
The doctor felt moved again and reaffirmed his opinion of the Prince of Yan Kingdom. He has a good temper, is well-educated, and is considerate to his family. He is really a good master that you can't find even under a lantern. He is much better than their arrogant-tempered prince.
, I really hope the prince will marry her back as his concubine soon.
Ying Fengliu saw from a distance that Zhou Tian was carefully supporting Yisel to let the imperial doctor see the doctor, and his hands clenched immediately. He felt that Zhou Tian must like this person very much, and even Ouyang Niyu was a cover for her liking this person.
Otherwise, when her father was seriously ill and everyone was crying, she was the only one caring about the princess beside her, and she didn't look sad at all.
The more Ying Fengliu thought about it, the angrier he became. Fortunately, he was worried that Zhou Tian would be hurt, so he came over to take a look regardless of the bad luck, but she... Ying Fengliu punched the wall angrily. If the emperor of Yan Kingdom hadn't been dying, he would have definitely
Rush up and beat that wild man disguised as a woman away!
More and more people gathered in the Emperor's Palace, crying and shouting in all kinds of ways. Zhou Tian was the only one who didn't notice that for some reason, there was a fight inside. In an instant, more people joined in, and it was already full of fights.
Zhou Tian couldn't react for a moment. No matter how much he went too far, their father was about to leave and had to do all the superficial work. How could they start a fight?!
Zhou Tian instantly looked at Eunuch Lu, his arrogant mother, don't even think about escaping.
Eunuch Lu agreed and directly waved his guards to bring weapons to pull away the melee masters.
The masters still wanted to get angry and see which blind servant dared to make trouble, but they saw Eunuch Lu standing there in brocade clothes, looking at them calmly.
The princesses were not fools either. They immediately suppressed their anger and stood aside stubbornly. They were so angry that they started crying again, as if they had been greatly wronged.
It turns out that the emperor woke up just now, and all the princesses took advantage of this to come forward and wanted the emperor to fulfill his promise. Only the edict has weight. Who knows that the prince is stingy and will never give their children a fief. As a result, they are fighting for the right to speak.
A powerful princess started fighting.
The sisters who wanted to break up the fight somehow joined the melee. When the children saw their mother being beaten, they attacked their relatives without mercy. The princes-in-law even acted secretly, eventually leading to chaos.
Zhou Tian snorted coldly and walked in from the way everyone got out of the way. But when he looked at the person on the bed, the emperor was already unconscious again and his condition was getting worse: "Are you interesting?" Zhou Tian looked at everyone coldly.
The elders remained silent. Although they were not afraid of Zhou Tian's power, they were afraid of the prince's character. They even killed their nephews when they disowned their relatives. They were simply inhumane. Everyone was silent. No one dared to confront the prince at this moment, even if
It was unclear how seriously ill the emperor was, and no one dared to suspect anything.
What's more, that damn bitch was already outside, claiming that she was not the one who killed him. She just gave the emperor a bowl of hot medicine to drink, which had cleared away the fact that the prince might have killed his father, and the eldest princess who wanted to make a fuss about it was also
Have to shut up.
Zhou Tian took a deep breath: "You don't think it's embarrassing enough, don't you! What do they all look like? My father is seriously ill, so you can't be quiet! The ministers are about to arrive, and you want everyone to laugh at you by making such a scene, don't you? Show your eyes!
"
Everyone stood silently. Even the three princesses who were twenty years older than the prince listened to the instructions as honestly as children. Even though their brother became more talkative, they did not dare to touch his temper. The prince was so cruel.
It has already been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
The second prince was sitting on a wooden chair, with drool in his mouth, sometimes laughing and sometimes crying. It seemed that his condition would never get better.[
The Seventeenth Prince was squatting in the corner as if he was afraid of people and didn't dare to come out.
The other princes foolishly and stupidly stuffed some delicious food into their mouths.
After seeing something like this, which princess would dare to stand up and challenge the iron-clad prince.
Yan Zhoufeng stayed in the corner. During the chaos, no one would pay attention to him. No one even remembered that there was any other prince. He had not thought of taking the opportunity to kill Yan Zhoutian. As long as Yan Zhoutian died, he would not be able to have children.
He will definitely be the future emperor, and everyone here will support him.
But just now, when Yan Zhoutian was helping the Crown Princess, Lu Yongming glanced at him. Damn it, Eunuch Lu was still lingering by his side! He could only hide away for the time being, and even had to watch the biggest loss in his life.
The enemy ascended the throne.
In a short time, all the ministers had arrived and knelt outside Dingmen to pray for the emperor.
However, Yanxiao never woke up again, without any explanation or another glance at his children, thus ending his chaotic life in a noisy manner.
The cry instantly resounded through the entire hall, and all the bright colors in the palace were covered with white silk. The palace maids and eunuchs came in and out hurriedly arranging appropriate decorations. The officials outside also put on mourning clothes immediately, trying to think of the sad past.
The attempt to cry is genuine.
Zhou Tian stood in the main hall, trying to figure out the meaning of these cries, just as everyone was more respectful to her at this time.
Almost at the moment Yanxiao died, everything in the palace was solemn and solemn. The cumbersomeness of the past was quickly replaced. Even to suit his own preferences, the luxurious furnishings were removed immediately and replaced with ordinary utensils.
When people leave, everything happens suddenly and in such an orderly manner, which is inevitably heartbreaking.
Sun Qingmu, Su Yi, Xin Yiren and others also arrived. They knelt outside the main gate with the ministers and felt the beautiful pastoral scene of the alternation of old and new.
"Will the prince cry?" Su Yi asked suddenly while kneeling among the ministers, only for Sun Qingmu to listen.
Sun Qingmu shook his head. He didn't know and had never seen her cry. Was she sad? Who would be with her.
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There are thousands of corpses in the imperial mausoleums, but emperors are still building the palaces where they died. The more brutal the monarch, the more luxurious the tombs are. Yanxiao's imperial tombs are no exception, and they are a huge group of mausoleums that were built three years ago.
On this snowy day, the whole country mourns, and white silks are hung up and down in the Flame Kingdom to bid farewell to the emperor on his last journey in life.
The ministers followed and walked from the main gate through the city wall to the tombs in the suburbs. The tomb door was opened after a complicated ceremony. Zhou Tian followed the ceremony and entered the mausoleum, closing the last door for Yanxiao.
The ritual music continued to play, and the chanting seemed to call for the souls of another life, allowing the soaring eagle to lead a generation of emperors to the dynasty in the heavenly palace.
But among those flying white silks, how much is true sadness? The entire Yan Kingdom is boiling. Behind the scenes, some people are wondering whether the emperor is dead. Maybe they have to think again whether the Yan Kingdom has an emperor. At this time, people are investigating the late emperor's haste.
After his death, the crown prince's ascension to the throne is the general trend.
After sweeping away the haze of yesterday, preparations for the prince's court clothes, or the emperor's court clothes, carriages, horses, palaces, and expenses have begun in full swing. The good day for Qin Tian's election will be two days later. Yan Guo will remove the white cloth and hang it.
Yellow silk to celebrate the new emperor's accession to the throne.
Zhou Tian was still standing outside her prince's palace, looking blankly at the eunuchs and maids who had already put on smiles. It seemed that yesterday's crying was all an illusion, and now she was so excited that she couldn't see any trace of yesterday.
Zhou Tiansheng sighed, but she was not blind to the changes in the world. They had nothing to do with Yanxiao, and Yanxiao had never done anything for Yanguo. She expected them to make things difficult for them like they were trying to find a concubine. She just suddenly felt that she was dead.
Was it the same situation when she was pregnant? Zhou Tian also laughed awkwardly when she thought of this, because it was for sure. She only hoped that when that day came, her children could cry more sincerely.
Eunuch Lu has been waiting for this day for too long. At this time, he is the busiest person in and outside the palace. He is constantly directing everyone to do this and that, wishing that the world would know that their prince is the emperor!
Envoys from various countries have already arrived, but after the death of the previous emperor, all political affairs were in vain, so they attended an inexplicable funeral and lost a lot of gifts; now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, another expenditure has been incurred, leaving both the Mo Kingdom and the Warring States Period.
People think they are here to give gifts.
But because Master Luo was there to complain, he participated in the two ceremonies sincerely, hoping that Master Luo would forget about the unpleasantness in the past for the sake of their acceptable performance.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. In the winter of the Chensi year, Yan Zhoutian officially ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, changing the country's name to Kangtai!
Song Yise was officially canonized as queen and moved into the East Palace.
In the first year of Kangtai, Zhou Tian once again granted amnesty to the world, and the Yan Kingdom entered a new era.
At this time, in a corner of Shengdu, Zi Cheshi was dressed in black and looking in the direction of the imperial city with a lonely expression. It has been two years since I have known her for such a long time. She has also changed from a prince who is feared by everyone to a highly anticipated prince.
Emperor, is she living a good life now? Is she adaptable to the change in high position? Do you still hate reading memorials? Hey, this Flame Kingdom is hers now, and no matter where she steps, it will be her territory. This feeling makes
Zi Cheshi feels very happy.
And in those sweet few months, just treat it as the beauty in his mirror, and she doesn't need to be moved in any way.
It was snowing again. Zi Cheshi looked outside and sighed leisurely. Such weather always made him feel irritable, but thinking about a woman becoming the emperor, he smiled again. Zi Cheshi didn't know how to embarrass others.
Zhou Tian still did a great job.
He just didn't know if she would think of him in her spare time and worry about her situation as much as he did, but he laughed when he thought about it. How could Zhou Tian do it? I'm afraid she had forgotten who she was on the dragon throne.