Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 1074: I don’t want your throne

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Xuan Tianmo then discovered that it turned out that the arm he had stretched out into his pants to scratch an itch was wrapped up with a soft whip, and the other end of the soft whip was firmly held in Xuan Tianming's hand. in hands.

This is not bad. Just when he was about to use his other hand to stretch into his pants, the same arm suddenly tightened, and soon another soft whip was wrapped around it, and this time , the other end of the soft whip was held in Feng Yuheng's hand.

"You...what do you want to do?" Xuan Tianmo was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even say anything. His face was red from holding back, and his body was so itchy that he wanted to die, but Yuannai couldn't free his hands to scratch it. In desperation, she had no choice but to rub her lower body against the cell door, twisting in various ways to relieve the itch. At the same time, she cursed loudly: "Feng Yuheng, you bitch, you must be the one who caused me to be like this. It must be you." You made me do this! You threw that woman on my bed, it must be you!"

Feng Yuheng nodded and acknowledged the matter seriously. She told Xuan Tianmo: "Yes, it's me. I was the one who carried that person out of the palace and threw him on your bed. Go up. What, you're not convinced? Xuan Tianmo, you can't blame others. If you want to blame, blame yourself. If you hadn't taken Zi Rui's idea first, you wouldn't have ended up like this today. You will always have to pay back if you come out to fool around. , you have done so many evil things, and you must get retribution. But I feel that the retribution you are receiving now is not enough."

After she finished speaking, Xuan Tianming, no longer polite, reached out and touched Xuan Tianmo's body, and soon took out a token. That was the badge of command of the Imperial Guards in the palace. With this thing, he could replace all the Imperial Guards from the inside out and completely drive out the influence of this old man from the palace.

Originally Xuan Tianmo valued this imperial guard's waist card more than anything else, but now he couldn't care less about it. His lower body was so itchy that he wanted to die, but his hands were tightly entangled with whips by the couple. He couldn't scratch them, so he could only hold them up like this, breaking down as much as possible.

Feng Yuheng felt that this was a good way to torment people, so he called the guards and ordered them to bring the strongest rope to tie up Xuan Tianmo in Wuhuada, and even take off his clothes so that he could be used anywhere and anytime Seeing the miserable state of his lower body.

When these guards heard this, they became energetic. Most of the guards used torture methods. Today they learned a trick from Princess Yu, so that they all wanted to ask how they got pruritus. Yes, if people are sent in in the future, you might as well give them an itch.

Xuan Tianmo's resistance was ineffective, and his clothes were successfully stripped off. Then, his limbs were spread out, wrapped in ropes, and tied to a wooden frame in the cell. The wooden frame was originally used for interrogating people. Now he was **** and his lower body was directly suspended in the air. The strange itch was still there, but there was no possibility for him to rub it.

Xuan Tianmo was desperate and yelled loudly, but he didn't know what he was scolding. He was a little confused under this kind of itching.

Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming looked at him coldly and said: "He deserves it." Xuan Tianming said: "Originally, I didn't think about what kind of end I should give him. Neither his head nor Ling Chi were enough to relieve the hatred in his heart, nor to comfort the Dashun people who died because of him. Now it seems that the wife's method is better. He has suffered such a crime and cannot survive or die. , is the best way to resolve hatred."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Remember to tell the guard later and keep an eye on him. We can't let him die."

"Should you block your mouth? What if you bite your tongue and commit suicide?" The two of them discussed while watching Xuan Tianmo howl.

Feng Yuheng said: "There is no such thing as biting one's tongue to commit suicide. Biting one's tongue means he can no longer speak. People will not die. I am a doctor, and I know this very well. What's more, there is no me!" Even if he steps into the gate of hell, I can pull him back again. If you want to die, it's not that easy."

When the words of the two people reached Xuan Tianmo's ears, his spirit finally began to collapse. For the first time, he began to regret for going against Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng.

Until the two left, Xuan Tianmo still kept howling in the prison. The guards followed the orders and watched him closely, not daring to let him die. Including Concubine Yuan Guifei, under Feng Yuheng's instruction, she invited an imperial doctor to come over and bandage her fingers, and even woke her up, allowing her to look at her son's miserable condition face to face. This scene makes people feel cruel and enjoyable...

Emperor Tianwu woke up at noon. When he opened his eyes, Feng Yuheng, Xuan Tianming, and Yao Xian were all there. Even Zhang Yuan was standing by the bed, wearing the clothes of a young eunuch, with an expectant look on his face. Look at him.

Emperor Tianwu was in a daze and asked in confusion: "Xiao Yuanzi, why are you dressed like this?" Then he looked at the others, "Why are you all here? Where am I? Why do you look like this?" Are you looking at me like a dead person? I mean, Old Yao! I can't even invite you to the palace on weekdays. Why are you so diligent today and why are you here uninvited? Well, since you're here, come and have a drink with me. It's been a long time. I haven't even had a drink with you." He said and was about to get up, but as soon as he moved, the pain in his lower body suddenly hit him, and he was thrown back to the bed.

As soon as the pain came, the memory became clearer. Emperor Tianwu suddenly remembered what happened before, and all the memories returned to their places. He lay on the bed and received the information, bit by bit. Damn, the most important thing is what happened with Concubine Yuan Gui and the Eighth Prince in the past few months, as well as the scene of self-mutilation before he fell into coma. The more I thought about it, the more I held my breath, the more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I shouldn't have survived.

He looked at Yao Xian and Feng Yuheng again, with anger in his eyes, and asked loudly: "Why didn't you let me die? Why did you save me!"

Yao Xian rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to the old man. Then Xuan Tianming spoke: "Because Dashun needs to be decent, because once it is spread that the monarch of Dashun is a rootless person, our country You will also be laughed at." He was angry and had a bad attitude when speaking. He said very directly: "They are not saving you, but saving this family, country and the world."

For this ninth son, when the old emperor thought about everything, he was filled with guilt. Now that he heard Xuan Tianming talking like this, he felt even more uncomfortable. He wanted to say sorry to his son and tell him that he always put him first in his heart. But when he opened his mouth again, he still asked the question that he wanted to ask the most: "How is your mother-in-law?"

"Humph!" Xuan Tianming snorted coldly and did not answer.

It was then that Feng Yuheng opened her mouth and said: "Father, don't worry, we are always taking care of my mother and concubine. She is fine."

"It's good that she's fine." The old emperor hadn't thought that Concubine Yun was no longer in the palace, but he was worried that she would be bullied by Concubine Yuan Gui. Now that he heard that she was fine, he was finally relieved. But as soon as he put his mind down, he raised it again, and then he sniffed and said: "I have no shame to see her again now. I don't even have the face to knock on the door of Yuehan Palace. I did such a thing, I'm sorry for her. Tell her that she has suffered a lot of grievances in the palace for so many years. I know she doesn't like this kind of life. After being imprisoned in Yuehan Palace for more than 20 years, good people will go crazy. If... ...If she wants to go out and see the outside world, then...let her go! But you have to find someone reliable to protect her, and you can't let her be bullied. I can't keep her, and I don't have the shame to keep her anymore, she It doesn’t matter if you hate me or not, just ask her not to forget me, just...”

After the old emperor finished speaking, he turned his face away from the bed. He didn't want to cry in front of these people, but he couldn't help it and had to cover his face with his hands and burst into tears.

No one said anything except Zhang Yuan, who wiped away tears with the old emperor. Finally, after almost a stick of incense, Emperor Tianwu stopped crying and said to them: "You all should go out!" I just want to lie down alone for a while and be quiet. Xiao Yuanzi can stay with me." After he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something again, and quickly added: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go to court. Ming'er, I ask you to supervise the country on your behalf, and the morning dynasty will resume from tomorrow. You can go to court on my behalf! You have the final say on all affairs in the dynasty, and there is no need to report to me."

In one sentence, it is equivalent to giving Xuan Tianming the status of Prince. Supervising the country and supervising the country, to put it bluntly, means exercising all the powers that the emperor should have on behalf of the emperor. This is a great power that no emperor is willing to let go easily.

But Xuan Tianming was not surprised at all. He shook his head and said directly to the old emperor: "I will not supervise this country."

Emperor Tianwu was puzzled, "You don't want my throne?"

Xuan Tianming told him: "Not everyone wants to sit on that supreme throne. I am a member of the Xuan family. I have responsibility for this family, country and the world, and I am willing to do everything I can to protect the world and the people. Common people, but it doesn't mean that I want to sit in that position. I have done a lot in these years, and I am worthy of Dashun, so... you let me go."

This was the first time that Xuan Tianming expressed his thoughts to Emperor Tianwu so clearly, and it also made an emperor understand for the first time that there were people who really disdained the throne. In the past, he only thought that the seventh son would not want the throne, but he did not expect that his favorite ninth son would actually think so too.

Feng Yuheng stood beside Xuan Tianming, the two of them holding hands tightly. She knew that it took a lot of courage to say such a thing, and she also knew that saying she didn't want the throne in private had different meanings than saying she didn't want the throne in front of the emperor. She didn't think Xuan Tianming had ever wanted the throne from beginning to end. At least before he met her, he probably still wanted the throne, right? Did she influence him?

Perhaps he felt what she was thinking, Xuan Tianming held the hand of the little woman next to him and used a slight force to make her feel his determination, and then said to Emperor Tianwu: "Now Lao Ba has beaten If he goes to death row, I don't want him to have another chance to stand up. Without him, whoever sits on this throne will be the same. There are no cowards in the Xuan family's descendants. Everyone is good. You can safely hand over this country to anyone. If someone goes to supervise it, as to whether it is the right piece of material, it should be regarded as a test and a fair opportunity."

Emperor Tianwu closed his eyes and thought about what Xuan Tianming said over and over again. I always feel that I am about to lose my most beloved son. Could it be because of my love for Concubine Yuan Gui in the past few months? He had no face to see Concubine Yun again, so naturally he had no face to face his son!

The old emperor sighed deeply and finally accepted this fact. As for who should be responsible for supervising the country, he still thought seriously in his heart...