Chapter 267 Don’t believe it
Chapter 267 Don’t believe it
Beijing.
A few days ago, the situation turned bad and the capital city suffered heavy losses.
The imperial palace was almost reduced to ruins, and the houses of ordinary people that remained were crooked and could no longer be lived in.
Everyone in the palace had already been moved to a safe area, including some ministers and their families.
The emperor was dressed in bright yellow and sat upright in the tent.
After several days, bad news came that a lot of white hair had grown on his head.
"Where did you get the news that the Ming King was going to rebel?"
The emperor didn't believe it.
Prince Ming was Prince Li's follower, so he did not dare to have such great ambitions.
"This is the dragon robe!" The man kneeling on the ground opened a gray bundle, and the bright yellow color inside was extremely eye-catching.
The emperor could no longer sit still. He walked over to the man and pulled up the dragon robe on the ground. It was exactly the same as the one he was wearing, even the eyes were embroidered so lifelike.
At this moment, the emperor could no longer control himself. He threw the dragon robe to the ground and stomped on it with his feet. "How dare a son born of a maid have such ambitions!"
"That's not all. There are many weapons in that cave." The kneeling man tremblingly told what they had found in Qinshui Mountain.
"You guys go down first! Someone will treat your injuries and draw a map of Qinshui Mountain. You can follow them to seize those things later."
The emperor didn't believe it at first, and thought that King Ming was not a tough person.
The dragon robe and weapons on the ground made him believe it.
It takes time to make these things, and King Ming didn't know how long he had been preparing.
Originally he felt a little guilty towards Ming Wang, but it seems that Ming Wang was not wronged that time.
Thinking of the Hua family, the emperor's expression became sinister.
"Fuqing, are the people from Jucheng arriving soon?"
"It will be here soon. We should be there before noon tomorrow. Your Majesty, the Madam is refusing to eat or drink again."
Fuqing did not dare to hide anything and quickly reported what happened over there truthfully.
"She won't eat or drink. If she wants to die, then let her do so. Tell her that if she wants her two children to live, she should be obedient."
There was no expression on the emperor's face, as if he was not the one who was angry just now.
Fu Qing secretly watched the emperor's expression and asked carefully:
"Your Majesty, are you going to tell your wife this time?"
"No! She doesn't care about Wen'er at all. She only cares about the two children with that man. If she treats Wen'er badly, then forget about the two children's survival."
The emperor waved his hand and asked him to leave, and began to discuss the affairs of Mingzhou with his trusted ministers.
Fuqing arranged for someone to guard the place and left in a hurry.
Not far from the emperor's tent, Concubine Lian was watching coldly in her fox fur coat.
"Have you found out the origins of that woman?"
Concubine Lian asked suddenly.
The palace attendant beside her was a little flustered and could only carefully reply:
“Your Highness, the guards on that tent are as strict as those on the emperor’s side, and we can’t get close to them at all.
Also, the people serving there are all carefully selected by Fuqing, and it is difficult to bribe them, and it is also difficult to get close to them. "
The earth turned upside down that day, and the palace was almost in ruins.
When the palace people moved out of the palace, there was an extra female member wearing a veiled hat, who was escorted by Fuqing himself.
It was at that time that the concubines in the harem learned that this person lived in the small courtyard that the emperor often visited.
Imperial Concubine Lian took advantage of this opportunity to attack other princes, but unfortunately she injured the jade bottle while trying to kill the rat, and her own son, the Eighth Prince, was also injured.
It was originally a minor injury on the leg, but unfortunately, no one knew who did it and one of the eighth prince's legs was almost crippled.
The Eighth Prince was the only prince who survived the disaster, but unfortunately he was very likely to be left disabled.
These days, Concubine Lian has been exhausted by this matter.
It is not easy to cure the eighth prince's leg, and he needs to find the former imperial physician Fang.
This imperial physician was still young, so he retired early and returned home.
The concubines in the palace wanted to seek medical treatment from him, so they sent people to his hometown to look for him, but they all returned empty-handed.
The news they received was that Imperial Physician Fang had gone on a journey and had not returned for many years, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead.
Because of the Eighth Prince's leg injury, Concubine Lian became increasingly haggard. If she couldn't find someone else, the Eighth Prince's leg would be lame, and she would have no chance of getting that position.
"Where is Fuqing going again?" Concubine Lian held the hand warmer, glanced in the direction Fuqing was going, gritted her teeth, and then returned to normal.
"Yes, I went there empty-handed this time. I heard that there was a hunger strike over there, so the emperor sent people to deliver a lot of good things, but they were all thrown out by the person inside."
Concubine Lian had been busy with the Eighth Prince these days and hadn't paid much attention to that woman.
After hearing the words of her trusted palace maid, Concubine Lian did not show it on her face, but she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart.
Why did that woman do that?
All the concubines in the palace greeted the emperor with a smile, for fear that if they were not careful, he would dislike them and make them feel annoyed.
If you want to survive and live well in the palace, you have to be favored. People in the palace always treat you differently based on your status. If you are not favored, even the little palace maids can bully you.
Concubine Lian has been in the palace for many years and knows the emperor well.
Except for that woman, the emperor has never been so kind to anyone.
Concubine Lian felt a strong sense of crisis.
She was certain that if this man was not eliminated, terrifying changes would occur.
These women in the harem have always had a sense of crisis.
Concubine Lian looked around, thinking about who to make a scapegoat.
The maid next to her advised, "Your Majesty, please go in and rest for a while. You haven't slept all night. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it."
Especially since Concubine Lian has a few more white hairs on her head, if she doesn't take good care of herself she will become old and ugly.
However, the palace maid didn't dare say this out loud to avoid being beaten.
Concubine Lian took another fierce look at the tent that Fuqing had entered, her eyes slightly narrowed.
The people in the tent didn't know that in just a short while, they were targeted by the poisonous snake in the harem.
She didn't care about the favor that the people in the harem were trying to snatch away.
It’s better to end this kind of day early.
The woman whom Fuqing had originally subdued in the abandoned palace was none other than Lady Yinzhuang.
After being moved out of the palace, she thought of many ways to escape, but unfortunately none of them worked.
Finally, she went on a hunger strike to end her detention.
This was the second day of the hunger strike.
Madam Yinzhuang pressed her abdomen. The waves of hunger coming from her stomach tempted her to keep looking at the food on the table.
The dog emperor was really thoughtful! They were all her favorite foods.
Madam Yinzhuang licked her lips and finally turned her head away.
All the people around her were replaced, and they were all palace servants with some skills.
Her actions did not escape the eyes of these people.
One of the maids held up a plate of roast goose and said, "Madam, this is your favorite food. Come and have a taste."
The tempting smell of food penetrated into Mrs. Yinzhuang's nostrils, and she almost couldn't help but grab it and eat it.
"Take it away! Either let me go or let me die!" Mrs. Yinzhuang's voice was a little hoarse, but the tone was still pleasant.
"Still don't want to eat?" Fu Qing came in at this time and saw this scene.
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