Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine Chapter 218: Extra
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Extra: I wear it on my body
"Boom——"
There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the originally sunny sky immediately turned cloudy, dark, and billowing with dark clouds, as if it had suddenly turned from day to night.
The East Palace was completely silent.
No one dared to speak, even their breathing became softer and softer.
Since the prince was on his deathbed, His Majesty, who was originally wise and mighty, went crazy. Maybe he has gone crazy a long time ago, but no one else noticed.
The prince died three days ago. It was supposed to be a small coffin, put into the Zi Palace, and then mourned. But His Majesty did not allow anyone to touch the prince's body. He even led a group of monks and monks inside with the palace door tightly closed, not knowing what they were doing.
In these three days, the court has not been in court and no one has been seen. If it weren't for the constant stream of Sanskrit sounds and Taoist incantations coming from the temple, it would really make people anxious to death.
Even so, the former harem also focused all eyes on this place.
Crazy!
Even if the prince is your majesty’s only heir, it won’t be like this. It’s really crazy!
No one dares to say such words, even in a dream, they must shut up tightly. Ever since the man on the throne ascended to the throne, he had shown his arbitrary strength. No one knows how many of the ministers who have opposed him in the court have died over the years, and the number of those who have been beaten by the imperial cane is countless. Civil servants have always liked to oppose the emperor, but after seeing this master's methods, it made everyone shudder.
Qian Li only wanted to be an official for money, even if it was not for money, it was for fame. But it is a pity to have fame but not to enjoy life. How many people in this world can achieve this? Who has never died since ancient times?
In particular, this person is not only arbitrary but also rare in government affairs and people's livelihood. Since he came to the throne, the seas and rivers in the country have been clear, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, and there is a prosperous scene.
Do not touch except for two taboos, one is the prince, and the other is the harem.
In many cases, Emperor Jin'an didn't look like a man at all in the eyes of the ministers. How could a man remain pure and celibate for decades? There were even rumors among the people that Emperor Jin'an was not good at it, and there were also rumors that Long Yang was good. Of course it's just a rumor.
Fucheng led a group of eunuchs to guard outside the palace gate, looking at the closed palace door from time to time with grief and anxiety hidden in his eyes.
He has been here for three days and three nights. When he was tired, he fell asleep standing up. When he was thirsty or hungry, he would do whatever he wanted. Emperor Jin'an was inside and he didn't dare to leave. Under the steps, and even at the palace gate, there were groups of Imperial Guards with distinct armor standing there.
When Emperor Jin'an entered, he said that any trespassers would be killed without mercy.
So in the past three days, many princes and ministers entered the palace, but they were all blocked from the east palace.
In the dormitory, bright yellow gauze was flying up and down, covering the person lying there quietly behind.
Dozens of eminent monks and Taoists were sitting around the bed in specific directions. Their eyes were closed and they kept mumbling something. Dozens of similarly dressed monks and monks were sitting on the ground beside each other. People outside heard the continuous Sanskrit chants and mantras, but it was actually these people who relayed them.
But even so, their faces were pale and their lips were dry. It was obvious that they were almost unable to hold on.
In a corner of the hall, behind the flying tulle, a person sat faintly, like a sculpture, motionless. Standing next to him was a Taoist with a childish face and fair hair, an immortal demeanor, his face was indifferent, but there was sadness hidden in his eyes.
Suddenly, there was another thunderbolt, and huge raindrops fell down, hitting the yellow glazed tiles. Soon the rain became heavier, as if a hole had been broken in the sky. It could be heard even in the palace. The sound of heavy rain falling.
The rain was so heavy that it even suppressed the sounds in the temple. The sounds of chanting sutras and casting curses became louder and faster, and even people nearby could not hear the syllables clearly. Suddenly a monk fell down, followed by others one after another.
As soon as someone in front of me fell down, someone behind me started to pick him up. However, more and more people fell down, and they couldn't catch up.
Click!
With another thunderbolt, Hanchuanzi shouted loudly: "Stop!"
It was obvious that his voice was not loud, but it made everyone tremble.
It was very quiet in the palace, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
The person sitting there suddenly moved and stood up: "Chang Handao, is it done?"
Hanchuanzi sighed secretly: "Your Majesty, I have already said that I should do my best to obey fate."
This person is dressed in bright yellow. Standing behind the gauze, people can't see his face clearly. They only know that he is tall and has a special majesty.
Suddenly, he moved: "What a man who does his best and obeys destiny! Master Han and all the eminent monks have worked hard. I promised you that I will do what I want."
After saying this, the man walked towards the door of the palace.
The palace door that had been closed for many days was finally opened from the inside. Fucheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the person who appeared.
"Your Majesty."
"Start organizing funeral arrangements for the prince, and bury him in an imperial manner."
*
Emperor Jin'an only had such a son. After the prince's death, there was also a dark uproar in the court.
The former emperor had a total of eight princes, and three of them disappeared in the thirty-second year of Hongjing. Now, apart from Emperor An of Jin, who was already the ninth emperor, there are still King An, King Qing, King Lu, and King Wu. Among them, King An committed an incident two years ago and was imprisoned by Emperor An of Jin. This means that there are still three princes left.
Of these three princes, King Nianqing was favored by His Majesty earlier, but in recent years, for some unknown reason, he has become less popular. As for King Lu and King Wu, Emperor Jin'an has always behaved neither salty nor indifferent. In this situation of uncertainty, every family has a chance, but it is hard to figure out who will win.
Emperor Jin'an has never said that Ren Jingzhong was in trouble because of the adoption.
As for why everyone thought it was an adoption, rather than Emperor Jin'an regenerating himself. The prince has already passed today without tomorrow. Your Majesty has already given birth to a child by himself, so why wait until today? !
Just when everyone was gearing up, Zhao Yan, the eldest son of Prince Qing's palace who had been away at the border, came back.
This Prince Qing's son has not been favored by Prince Qing since he was a child. Princess Qing has been fasting and chanting Buddha's name all year round, and rarely appears in front of others. On the contrary, the concubine named Han walks around a lot. Up to now, most people in the world know that there is a Han concubine in Prince Qing's palace, but few people know that there is a princess.
The crown prince of Prince Qing is the daughter of Princess Qing.
In fact, this situation is familiar to every family and government. To put it bluntly, the west wind suppresses the east wind, and the sons it produces are not welcomed.
However, this prince of Prince Qing was highly regarded by Emperor Jin'an for his talent in literature and martial arts, and he was sent to guard the border three years ago. He has disappeared from the public for a long time and has been forgotten by everyone. This time, there is no popular candidate for adoption among the people in Beijing.
It wasn't until Zhao Yan came back that many people remembered Prince Qing.
Emperor Jin'an was also vigorous and resolute, and soon decreed that Zhao Yan should be adopted as his heir and named crown prince.
In Prince Qing's Mansion, Concubine Han complained to Prince Qing unwillingly: "I have told you a long time ago that Your Majesty and the Prince have different friendships. I asked you to beg Your Majesty. Why not adopt Sheng'er to Your Majesty? It would be better for you, After pushing and trying, I always feel that it won’t work. Look, look, now it’s easier for him.”
King Qing frowned and scolded: "Why not him? He is also my son!"
As if she could sense Prince Qing's displeasure, Concubine Han hurriedly acted cowardly and said: "I was also speechless for a moment. I hope my cousin won't be angry. Isn't this right? Isn’t it worthwhile to take the place of His Highness? The Crown Prince is the Crown Prince of our palace. Sheng’er has never dared and will not compete with the Crown Prince for this position. I thought that if I adopted Sheng’er and the two brothers were settled, wouldn’t it be wonderful? This brotherhood."
In fact, Concubine Han's thoughts were exactly what King Qing thought, so after receiving the imperial edict, he was not only unhappy, but even a little angry.
Why did the emperor adopt his eldest son without even asking him a question?
……
In the imperial study, Emperor Jin'an, wearing a purple dragon robe, sits behind the dragon case.
He has a clear face, gray hair on his temples, and a calm but powerful aura that is as if he was born with it. However, when facing his admired nephew, his long and narrow eyes were less cold and more warm.
"Actually, I don't have to do this, but this will be beneficial to you and avoid being constrained by others in the future."
"My nephew understands."
How could Zhao Yan not understand that the adoption meant that he would become the emperor's uncle's son from now on. If the emperor's uncle became popular in the future and he became the emperor, he would still respect his emperor's uncle as his father. But if he inherits the throne as the crown prince of Prince Qing, there will be someone above him who is not the Supreme Emperor but is undoubtedly the Supreme Emperor.
You must know that the Qian Dynasty emphasized filial piety first.
Thinking of what happened in the mansion, Zhao Yan's eyes turned cold.
"You still call yourself nephew?"
Zhao Yan said hurriedly: "I understand."
Emperor Jin'an nodded: "Okay, you can go down, the crown prince canonization ceremony will be in two days."
After Zhao Yan bowed respectfully, he withdrew.
The palace became quiet. Emperor Jin'an closed his eyes and leaned back on the dragon chair, gently rubbing his eyebrows with his fingers. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Why don't you go and have a rest for a while, Your Majesty?" Fucheng whispered beside him.
Emperor Jin'an ignored him. He rubbed his brows for a while, then made no move, and fell asleep just like that.
Fucheng sighed and motioned to the young **** to bring him a thin mattress and cover him gently.
*
For some reason, Emperor Jin'an dreamed of that person again.
A man who has been dead for many years.
Obviously he just thought she was a little interested at first, and it wasn't enough to make him obsessed with her. But after she died, he knew that she was that person, so he remembered her like this, and he has always remembered her.
It was almost masochistic. It was only after her death that he began to truly know this person.
He collected everything about her, asked people to retell everything about her, and knew everything about her from childhood to adulthood. Every time I recall it, it feels like I have spent a short life with her.
The old people around him all thought that he was deeply affectionate towards her, but in fact he didn't even know whether he was deeply affectionate or not. He just regretted it. Every time he saw the prince's frail appearance, he regretted it once. He couldn't help but think that if he had paid more attention to her, she wouldn't have died.
You can always be by your side, and the prince will not be like this. You can have a good and healthy body.
The mistake was so heavy that he would spend his whole life regretting it.
He thought that when he came back from outside the house, she would still be waiting for him in that small courtyard as before. He even thought about it, even if she is Princess Jin's, it doesn't matter. If he likes her, he can keep her. It's not that he has no means to look down on a woman.
Unexpectedly, when he came back, he was gone.
Not due to his negligence.
But who would have thought that something happened during this period, that it turned out to be her that night, it turned out to be her.
So what if you take the **** person to bury her with? If you don’t have it, you will never come back.
……
Emperor Jin'an slept so comfortably that no one knew that he had not slept so deeply and comfortably for many years.
Over the years, whenever he fell asleep, he would always have dreams. The contents of his dreams were all kinds of strange, and without exception, they would make him feel exhausted when he woke up.
But today, he clearly knew that he was dreaming again, but he didn't feel that tired.
As he regained consciousness, he felt someone beside him. His eyes had not yet opened and his face had turned cold.
Which palace maid is this? Fucheng's courage is getting bigger and bigger, and he dares to send a woman to his bed!
He opened his eyes and waved his palm over at the same time, but after seeing the other person's face, it stopped on the other person's smooth and tall white soft body.
The man was lying on his side facing him, with his cloud-like hair spread out on the pillow. His skin was astonishingly white, and his delicate lips were even more delicate.
For some reason, he felt that this person looked familiar.
Just as she was thinking about it, she had already woken up. She leaned over to her without opening her eyes and muttered: "When is it? Why are you thinking about it again? You can't get up without doing some trouble every morning, right?"
The voice was hoarse like Fang Xingxue, soft and sultry.
As she got closer, the big palm that was originally attached to his head suddenly sank deep into it, but before he could react, she had already gotten into the bed. The aqua blue cloud-forged gold embroidered man was asked to hold up a big bag. He was about to say something, when suddenly his body tensed up and turned into stone.
In less than half a cup of tea, she got out of the quilt. Furong's face was a little red, but her eyes were still open. She turned her back and took out a racquet from under the pillow, spit something on it, and then stuffed it back under the pillow.
"Get up quickly, don't delay the morning meeting."
As she spoke, she fell asleep again, unaware that the people around her were already stunned.
It took Emperor Jin'an a long time to move his stiff neck and turned his head to look at her. It was the faint light of the morning, and with the faint light outside, her red lips glowed with a very delicious watery light, making her even more charming and tempting to taste.
He sat up suddenly and suddenly felt that his face was very hot and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, so he subconsciously turned over and got off the bed.
Someone came in, held down the curtain and asked, "Your Majesty, is it about to get up?"
He muttered something unclear, and soon there were footsteps outside. He subconsciously looked at her on the couch behind him, and felt an urge not to let anyone see her. He turned around and closed the curtain tightly.
A few young eunuchs came up to help him dress, but no one said anything. They seemed to be used to this situation and did not want to disturb the sleeping people in the tent.
Until Fucheng came to him, he looked at the old man who had been with him almost all his life with horror in his eyes.
However, unlike before, Fucheng is much younger now, only in his early forties, not as senile as he was in his previous life. He once said that he would raise him with honor, but unfortunately Fucheng didn't want to, saying that he would stay by his side for the rest of his life.
"Bring me a mirror." He said the first words since he woke up.
Although some people were surprised, someone soon came holding a mirror.
It is a hand mirror, and it looks like it is for women. The back and handle of the mirror are decorated with lotus patterns in cloisonné enamel, but the mirror surface is not made of copper, but is inlaid with a diorama. When the person is illuminated, all the hair is revealed, very clearly.
The man in the mirror is in his prime, in his thirties at best, with a high bridge of nose, and a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes that fly diagonally into the sideburns under the long eyebrows. There is fear in those eyes at this time.
This is obviously him when he was still young.
There are no gray hairs on his temples, it is obvious that he had gray hair very early. Also, there are no wrinkles here...
He looked at the man's eyebrows in the mirror, stunned.
What's going on with all this?
"Your Majesty, it's too late for court."
Emperor Jin'an was shocked and handed the mirror in his hand to the **** standing next to him.
"Let's go." After saying that, he took the lead and went out as before.
Fucheng followed him and said: "Your Majesty, you haven't had breakfast yet. The Queen has told you that you must have breakfast in the morning and you have to eat it. Even if you don't have enough time, you have to..."
Just as he was talking, a young **** quickly caught up with him, and Fucheng took a small wooden square box from his hand. He opened it and said to Emperor Jin'an: "Your Majesty, would you like to eat some?" Seeing Emperor Jin'an's hesitation, he added: "The Queen has specially prepared it for you."
As long as the Queen is mentioned, Your Majesty will definitely agree.
Sure enough, Emperor Jin'an stopped and picked up a meat bun from the box.
It’s really a meat bun, and it’s still warm.
"This is made by the queen herself. Each one has thin skin and rich meat, and the gravy is sweet. I have been lucky enough to taste it several times, and my tongue is so delicious that I almost swallowed it."
Actually, this was just the flattering words Fucheng used to say, and it was also to help Emperor Jin'an get rid of his psychological barriers, so he quickly ate the meat bun. Although His Majesty was still in the Ministry of Industry, he could eat steamed buns while walking on the street, but he was not an emperor at that time. Now that his status is different, he naturally has to pay attention to dignity. Being a slave means climbing the ladder in various ways to make the master look respectable.
This was indeed effective. Emperor Jin'an picked up the bun and took a tentative bite.
The meat juice inside was rich and flowed out along the gap. Emperor Jin'an was not prepared, and the meat juice flowed down the corner of his mouth and up his chin.
Fucheng, with sharp eyes and quick hands, hurriedly handed over a handkerchief and said with a smile: "The old slave is right, the Queen's craftsmanship is really good."
With the effort of speaking, Emperor Jin'an quickly took the handkerchief and wiped off the meat juice on his chin. Then he finished the buns one bite at a time without stopping.
In the morning, Emperor Jin'an did not speak. After the court, no ministers were left to continue the discussion. However, things have been quiet in the court recently, and there are no major events for him to pay serious attention to.
After such a long time, Emperor Jin'an has figured out his current situation.
He seemed to have come to a very strange place. This seemed to be the world he was in, but it was not that world. He has become younger here, and so has Fucheng, but there are many differences from his world here.
Leave aside what the difference is, the most important thing is that she is here.
Although this face was very different from the one in his memory, Emperor Jin'an still recognized it at a glance. Did Han Chuanzi’s fate-changing method work, or——
While thinking, Emperor Jin'an has arrived at Kunning Palace.
He didn't realize that he was walking so fast that Fucheng could only trot behind him. The maid in front of Kunning Palace only saw a bright yellow streak, and she didn't even have time to say hello before the people had already entered.
Emperor Jin'an crashed in, because his movement was too abrupt, and everyone sitting around the table looked up at him in surprise.
"I heard they said your breakfast was useless. Are you hungry? Sit down quickly."
A little girl who looked white and cute also said to him: "Dad, come and eat."
There was a little boy of about the same age sitting next to the little girl. Although she didn't speak, she looked at him with the same meaning.
Emperor Jin'an was stunned.
The author has something to say: I have been struggling with how to write the side story of my previous life. It will definitely be painful to describe it in detail, so I will write it from the side. This extra story focuses on the interaction between the male and female protagonists and the daily life of the family.
By the way, a cup of tea takes about fifteen minutes. →. →Half a cup of tea...
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