One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 151
In the imperial palace, the snow covering the ground already has a certain thickness.

Nevertheless, outside the imperial study room, a weak woman wearing a sable fur cloak was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, begging Emperor Feng Yuan feebly:
"Your Majesty, save our emperor..."

There were two maids kneeling behind her, shivering from the cold, but they didn't dare to make a sound.An umbrella was placed beside it, which was originally used to protect the master from the snow, but was pushed away by the master.

"Your Majesty..." The woman shouted desperately without getting a response from the room.

This person is Yang Meiren from Yuxiang Palace, the mother of the Eighth Prince.Ever since Princess Anping came to the palace, the sixth princess was not allowed to pass the year, and was directly sent by His Majesty to Mount Jiu'an to meditate on her own past, and she would not return to Beijing until Prince Consort Shang.

A small play between the sisters caused Princess Funing to be held hostage by Princess Anping, who almost killed the Sixth Princess.

Funing was overly frightened, returned to Prince Qing's Mansion and fell seriously ill, and recovered after a few days.

That's all right, but on that night, the Eighth Prince, who had been raised well all this time, suddenly had a high fever and went into a coma.It wasn't until the medical officer made an investigation that he found out that he had come into contact with someone who was infected with smallpox.

After eight days of isolation, his condition still hasn't improved.

Yang Meiren was so anxious that she lost her mind until her natal family came to visit the palace and told her the legend of generals and disasters.

"The eighth prince is protected by the royal luck, how could he be the nemesis of that bad luck? A Niang heard that the daughter of the Dingyuan Hou family went to the palace. I think it's probably because she got sick outside and entered the palace on purpose. Pass it to the Eighth Prince."

Mother Yang's words successfully aroused the fear and resentment deeply buried in Yang Meiren's heart:

"If that's the case, I must have killed her alive!"

"It must be so!" Mother Yang said angrily, "It's a pity that Liu Taibu is only loyal to His Majesty, and he keeps secret about the disaster star and general star. For my mother, I had to find a divine woman who is good at divination to make a divination for him. You Guess what?"

"How?" Yang Meiren looked at her mother in panic.

I saw Yang's mother raised two fingers, bent one cautiously, and said word by word:

"Choose one."

"Nonsense!" Yang Meiren closed her eyes in disappointment, "It's all my father's incompetence that allowed that little bastard to live until now."

Sometimes, you really have to believe in fate.

Ever since she learned that one of the two children was a general and the other was a nemesis, she wished for the other to die sooner.Seeing that the sixth princess was dissatisfied with Anping, she would casually mention that His Majesty valued Anping more than her, the first princess.

Sure enough, Le An's stupid girl hated An Ping to the bone.

So what?

The catastrophe was still alive and kicking, his father had sent someone to assassinate him before, but all of them ended in failure.For more than ten years, she has been worrying all day long, having trouble sleeping and eating every day, racking her brains to get rid of the scourge and protect the emperor's son.

Unexpectedly, Huang'er, who had been raised so hard to be strong, would not be able to get sick before the new year, she hated it so much!
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is His Majesty's own son after all. If you choose one, how can a father have the heart to watch him suffer? You must seize the opportunity!" Mrs. Yang persuaded earnestly.

The mother's words made Yang Meiren determined, no matter what, she would persuade the emperor to bestow that evil species to death.

Therefore, there is the current bitter trick.

"Your Majesty," just as she was numb from the cold and her face was pale, Sun Decheng came out of the imperial study and persuaded patiently, "Go back! Your Majesty still has many memorials to approve. His Highness the Eighth Prince has his own medical officer to take care of you, so you don't have to worry .”

"Supervisor," Yang Meiren forced her spirits up and raised her eyes, looking at Sun Decheng eagerly, "I beg you to make it easier..."

In front of His Majesty, speak a few words with the emperor for her.

"Your Majesty, don't embarrass the lower officials." Sun Decheng looked helpless, with a look of helplessness, "It's pure nonsense to talk about Jiang Xing and Nemesis. Home and loved ones.

Now you want His Majesty to bestow her death, how, this makes His Majesty face the people of the world? "

"But the emperor's son in this palace is also his own son!" Yang Meiren said desperately, "Anping is just the underage daughter of Marquis Dingyuan, and she is also a sinner of the previous dynasty! It is her life's blessing to die for the emperor's son!" Divide, Your Majesty—"

The Beiyue Clan was going to be destroyed eventually, and now one of his daughters was given to death.Marquis Dingyuan has so many sons and daughters, which one is not more noble than her?
"Your Majesty, Congzhi is your own son..."

Outside the imperial study room, every word of Yang Meiren's sobs was heart-piercing.Indoors, Emperor Feng Yuan frowned and was disturbed by the crying outside, so he raised his voice impatiently:
"Sun Decheng!"

"The servant is here!" Sun Decheng didn't care about Yang Meiren, and hurried in.

Hearing that the emperor's tone was very bad, Yang Meiren, who was kneeling outside, couldn't help but look hopeful, staring at the door of the imperial study.

"Send someone to take her back and confine her for half a month. She cannot leave the palace without summons, and she is not allowed to visit the Eighth Prince!" To avoid further troubles.

"promise!"

The next moment, Yang Meiren screamed unbelievably, "No, no, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, that's our emperor—"

Of course he knew it was his own son!

But she didn't understand how important Jiang Xing was to him and to the entire Wu Chu Dynasty.If you get it, the country will increase by half; if you lose it, you will lose half of the country. This is Liu Taibu's reminder.With half of the country missing, he was ashamed to face the first emperor, let alone sit on the throne.

As a descendant of the Feng family, he cannot bear the consequences.

He once quietly sent the prince to the people to look for sages and strangers, watch the stars and divination.The result obtained is similar to that of Liu Taibu, so he can't help but not believe it.

Originally, the death of Hou Fu Liulang made him think that the sign of the general star had appeared.Unexpectedly, only a month later, Xiao Ba fell ill.If he was a general, little smallpox would not die; if he was not...

What is it to sacrifice a son for the sake of the country?
Thinking of this, Emperor Feng Yuan rubbed his brows and continued to review the memorial.It has been snowing this winter without stopping, which is not a good sign!
……

The first month of the fifteenth day of Fengyuan, the big Chinese New Year, Wu Chuchao, which was supposed to be full of festive atmosphere, was uncharacteristically lifeless.

Because there was news from Beijing that a lady in the palace had died.

"Miss Yang is dead?" Yuan Zhao was dumbfounded after hearing the news from Xia Wulang on Dantai Mountain, "Why not?"

"I heard that he suffered from the wind and cold, and his body was weak, but he went to visit the Eighth Prince privately, and he also contracted smallpox..." Xia Wulang winked while pulling the roasted chicken leg, which she understood.

Not only is Yang Meiren gone, but several palace servants who served her also died.

"Ah?! What about your uncle and my aunt?" Yuan Zhao was worried about his aunt.

"Yue Niangniang is fine. She seldom goes out of the palace. When she learned that the eighth prince was infected with smallpox, she was afraid of hurting the little princess, so she restrained the palace people from going out. She burned moxa every day to prevent the epidemic, and the prevention was impenetrable..." Now, she The Yungui Palace became the safest place.

As for His Majesty, the courtiers were frightened to death with just a little bit of wind and cold, and they proposed to move the eighth prince out of the palace to recuperate.

"Oh? Is the eighth prince okay?" Yuan Zhao's heart moved slightly.

"It's strange to say that once Yang Niangniang got sick, his illness improved..." Xia Wulang looked at her mysteriously, giving her a "you understand" look.

Yuan Zhao rolled his eyes and reminded:
"Be careful what you say, if it gets to the Eighth Prince, I don't know who will be unlucky."

"That must be you!" Xia Wulang said in a thudding voice.

"Come on! Mr. Xia's sauce is no longer needed!"

How unreasonable!This unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!
"Hey, don't! Everyone who comes is a guest. I came to visit you out of kindness. How can you do this..."

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