Chapter 794 That’s the tree planted by my grandma Huang
Gu Nuoer, however, fluttered her long eyelashes and blinked her dark eyes.
"I don't think something is right. Maybe daddy also has doubts in his heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't be disgusted with Princess Yu and the others!"
Mrs. Qiao also heard that recently, after Prince Guang's family came to Beijing, they were ostracized by the imperial court and even the harem.
If Gu Yihan still remembered Concubine Yu's kindness in raising her in the past, he would have stopped all this.
However, he did not stop them, but instead allowed everyone to coldly ridicule Guang Wang and the others.
This shows that Gu Yihan must have doubts about the death of the late queen.
In fact, if the late emperor had not died so early, the mystery of the late empress's unjust case might have been solved long ago.
After all, the late emperor left an imperial edict before his death.
He did not allow Yu Fei's prince to ascend the throne.
Concubine Yu thought she had been planning for many years and defeated the former empress, and finally no one could stand against her.
But she didn't expect that the late emperor would doubt her until his death!
Logically speaking, the first thing Gu Yihan did after he ascended the throne was to make his mother-in-law, Concubine Yu, the queen mother.
But with a stroke of his pen, he ignored the opposition of the remnant forces in the court who supported King Guang.
He made a concubine directly and then drove Prince Guang and his family out of the capital.
Not killing them was Gu Yihan's greatest mercy.
Mrs. Qiao agreed very much with what Gu Nuoer said.
She put her arms around Gu Nuoer's shoulders and sighed: "Perhaps there is some secret arrangement. The tree that Nuoer protects was planted by the late empress."
The little guy was a little sleepy. Hearing this, he couldn't help but raise his long eyelashes.
"Huh? Was it Grandma Huang's idea?"
"Yes, the late Queen was well-known back then and was the most outstanding female student in the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
She and her master planted the sapling together, and also said that if anyone could study under this tree in the future, or enjoy the coolness in the summer, or enjoy the moon in the autumn.
Then, all the sweat she shed at that time was not in vain."
Gu Nuo'er's voice was sleepy, and she murmured softly: "That tree is Nuo'er's favorite. It has sprouted small branches. When the wind passes by, it tickles Nuo'er's face!"
Mrs. Qiao laughed when she heard this.
She couldn't help but think of the late Queen's family.
After Chi Fu's death, the Chi family moved away from the capital.
After so many years, the emperor did not ask any more questions, so naturally no one knew where the Chi family lived.
When Mrs. Qiao was about to sigh, she lowered her eyes.
The little man had fallen asleep in her arms.
Mrs. Qiao blamed herself in her heart.
As people get older, they become more verbose.
She covered Gu Nuoer with a quilt.
But I heard the little guy murmuring: "Grandma Huang..."
Mrs. Qiao made a move.
The tears that had just been suppressed almost welled up again.
She felt an unspeakable bitterness in her heart.
Sister Fu, I wonder if you, who is in heaven now, have seen that the country has been very prosperous since His Majesty ascended the throne.
Now, you also have a cute and well-behaved little granddaughter.
All the longing for the old friend finally turned into a deep sigh.
Only outside the window, the moonlight is eternal and soft, hanging high.
The night wind blew slowly through the courtyard, and the stars blinked quietly.
at the same time.
King Guang secretly met with a top-notch assassin.
In the secret room, the lights were bright.
The assassin kneeling in front of King Guang was dressed in smart night clothes.
His eyebrows were filled with sharp murderous intent.
Prince Guang looked at him: "Are you the master sent by the young master to help me with the assassination?"
"Yes." The man in black's voice was cold.
King Guang's small eyes narrowed.
"Then do you know that although this is called an assassination, it is actually to create the illusion of me sacrificing my life as a savior."