The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue's lips flicked up.

"Remember, you are not alone." Rong Jing took Yun Qianyue's hand, and the lips flapped a kiss on her fingertips.

The discomfort in Yun Qianyue's heart suddenly dissipated. Yes, everyone has their own choice. Aunt feels happy if she loses her life to change her child. She can't come. She still has Rongjing, and she believes that no matter who leaves her, Rongjing will always be there, which is enough. She smiled at Rong Jing, leaned her head forward, put her head on Rong Jing’s forehead, and said softly: "I know, I believe, there is also your black heart, your heart is so dark, I won’t stop if I don’t bully enough. ."

"Well, you know it! I have only bullied you in my life." Rong Jing pressed Yun Qianyue's forehead and nodded with a smile.

The two stopped talking, and the room was quiet. A touch of sorrow, a deep affection.

"Shallow Moon..." Accompanied by a rush of footsteps, there was an urgent sound outside.

Yun Qianyue looked up and looked out of the window, and he saw Lord Yun stumbling into the Qingyue Pavilion, while running, said: "Qingyue is not good, the emperor went up and down to impoverish the prince, stand... stand..."

"Who is the prince?" Yun Qingyue pulled Rong Jing to stand up, looked out of the door, and took the question.

The queen had just left, and the old emperor suddenly wanted to abandon the prince, so Yun Qingyue couldn't help but mention it.

King Yun came to the door and saw Rongjing in the house. The last half of the sentence was stuck in his throat. He couldn’t spit it out, he couldn’t swallow it, his eyes widened, and he looked at Rongjing in disbelief. Shizi..."

Yun Qianyue didn't have any leisure time to understand the surprise of Lord Yun. He took Rong Jing to the door and looked at Lord Yun. He asked again, "Father, who said you want to make the prince the emperor's purpose?"

Lord Yun regained his spirit, no matter how amazed and cowardly, but after more than two decades in the middle of the DPRK, he quickly put away his surprise from Rongjing and said to Yun Qianyue in a panic, "Li...li your aunt Children..."

Yun Qianyue's face sank. Not long ago, the old emperor called the queen away. At this time, the prince will be abolished. The child in her aunt's belly is the prince. What does the old emperor want to do? She couldn't help but clenched her hands, she guessed right, and it was indeed a conspiracy of the old emperor.

Rong Jing gently grabbed Yun Qiangyue's hand, broke her clenched hand, and gently held it in his hand, and said warmly: "The matter is here, angry and useless, let's enter the house!" Lord Yun said warmly: "Uncle Yun, please enter the room and say!"

Yun Qianyue felt that Rong Jing's palms passed on the warm and solid power, which made her indignant heart calm down a little. She glanced at Yun Yunye's pale face and eased her tone: "Father Wang entered my room and said!" When the words fell, let Rongjing pull back to the room.

Grandpa Yun responded with a shudder and walked into the house with the two of them.

After entering the room, Rong Jing took Yun Qianyue back to the soft couch, naturally took her into his arms, and asked Lord Yun, "Is Uncle Yun just got the news in Fufu? Or did you come back from the palace?" "

Lord Yun looked at Rong Jing and Yun Qianyue, and saw that Rong Jing’s actions were unhealthy, and he suddenly realized that his injury was false, and he settled down: "The emperor was lying sick in bed and healed. The prince supervised the country to deal with the dynasty. Today, the seven princes did not go to the early dynasty, but went to the Nancheng Gate to send the messenger away from Beijing. The Manchu dynasty and martial arts went to the Golden Palace as usual. In the dynasty, half an hour before the emperor suddenly declared a decree. The decree was to abolish the prince and make the queen's heir to be the prince. I was shocked enough, and I had no idea, so I came to Qianyue..."

"Who is going to declare the decree? Where is the night sky when proclaiming the decree?" Yun Qianyue asked. Her aunt had not been half an hour since she left, so that her aunt had already given up when she was here.

"It is the purpose of the seven princes and the father-in-law to proclaim together." Lord Yun said.

Yun Qianyue stopped talking, thinking that it was Ye Tianyi and Wen Gongyi who had announced the purpose together, which also showed that Ye Tianyi agreed on this matter. Now that the old emperor is ill in bed, Ye Tianqing's Prince's Mansion is fired and beaten. After entering the Heaven Prison, the tree fell unscathed. He was already the fish on Ye Tianyi's knife board, and he had no resistance. Ye Tianyu was not Ye Tianyi's opponent. Now Ye Tianyi supervises the country. In his control, if he disagreed, the old emperor's decree could not be taken out of the Shengyang Temple. Her lips squeezed tightly, Ye Tianyi... Which move was he taking?

"I haven't understood that your aunt hasn't been happy for so many years. Why did you suddenly feel happy? Or is it that the doctor diagnosed it wrong in these days?" Wang Yunyun looked at Yun Qianyue and asked anxiously.

"No! Aunt came to me just now. She... is indeed pregnant!" Yun Qiangyue's voice was a little deep.

"How can this be? What can this be done?" Grandpa Yun was a little helpless. "Your aunt's child has not been born yet. Our Yun Wang Mansion was originally on the cusp of the storm, and now we have established a prince like this, and it is even more fueling. ."

Yun Qianyue was silent.

"Uncle Yun, you are going to gather some courtiers who support the king's palace now, kneel outside the Shengyang Temple and admonish, saying that this is wrong, and strongly support the establishment of the four princes as princes, orderly. I will send people to the palace In the message to the queen’s mother, the queen will kneel outside the hall of Shengyang with the courtiers, and urge the emperor to take back her life.” Rong Jing pondered for a moment and warmly commanded Lord Yun.

Grandpa Yun glanced at Yun Qianyue and saw that she was silent, he immediately nodded, got up and stood up, "Okay, I'll gossip." When the words fell, he stumbled out of the door, and soon Out of the Qingyue Pavilion.

Yun Qianyue turned his head to look at Rongjing, "Is it useful?"

"Useless!" Rong Jing spit out two words.

"Since it's useless, what's tossing?" Yun Qingyue pressed all his weight on Rong Jing's body, rubbing his forehead wearily.

"Yun Wang Mansion needs to show an attitude, and it's useless and tossing. And the four princes are not unwilling? Give him a chance, the water will be more muddy." Rong Jing took Yun Qianyue rubbing his forehead, such as jade Replace her fingers with her fingers and gently rub them on her forehead.

Yun Qianyue is undecided. These days, Tianyi is not in the DPRK, and the foundation of the DPRK is too shallow. Now that he hasn’t returned to the DPRK for less than two months, he abolished the night sky and set up the night sky. Although the central government will not brazenly resist, but privately, it is also a dark tide, and it will be attacked by the double forces of the night and the hidden forces of Ye Tianyu. Although Ye Tianyi is not afraid of his wrists, it is detrimental to the ruined situation behind the prosperity of Tiansheng. Therefore, the old emperor came up with a compromise to make the queen pregnant. At once, everyone's attention was diverted, and the muzzle was aimed at Yunwang Mansion. Starting from today, Yun Wang Mansion is truly on the cusp of the storm. From the perspective of the queen's pulse, she has been pregnant for two months, which means that the old emperor already had this preparation before Ye Tianyi had returned to the dynasty.

Yun Qianyue's lips clenched tightly, thinking that she was indeed the old emperor. Even though she never underestimated him, she underestimated him.

"One thing needs to be viewed in two ways! There are pros and cons. From our own point of view, the aunt is pregnant, and the emperor sets the child in her belly as the prince. What we see is the malpractice of the king of cloud being pushed on the cusp I saw that my aunt’s life was threatened. On the contrary, from the perspective of the emperor and the seven princes, this is a long line. We are at the end of the long line. He is at the end of the long line, which is equivalent to a tug of war. It depends on who can pull it out. Since aunt has to ask for this child, then we will let him live and live well. With this princehood, we can live better, don’t we?” Rong Jing said softly, saying When he said this, his eyebrows were raised slightly, and his face was originally painted like a poem, but it was slightly stained with a faint charm. Let him have an enchanting charm for his entire face.

"Well, you're right!" Yun Qingyue was a little more spirited, and the old emperor wanted to use his aunt to make a transition, pushing the heir he wanted to stand up to the top. She chose not to let him pass. Even if it can pass, it must be passed across the body.

"Let's eat! It takes strength to recuperate!" Rong Jing lowered his head and kissed on Yunqianyue's lips. This kiss was light and shallow, without the slightest **, but with deep love and cherishment .

"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.

Rong Jing gave a command to the outside, and Ling Lian responded, and ran down quickly. After a while, Yi Xue walked in with the food, laid it on the table, and retreated quietly. Rong Jing pulled Yun Qingyue up and sat at the table, eating a meal quieter than usual.

After the meal, Yun Qianyue leaned lazily on the chair, unable to lift her strength.

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qiangyue and shouted to the outside, "string song!"

"Shizi!" Xiange floated down.

"Take the records of the movements of all the officials in the DPRK and China in the past few days." Rong Jing ordered Xuan Ge.

Xingge should leave with a cry, and within a moment he came back with a black book, threw it out of the window before Rong Jing, Rong Jing reached out to catch it, and sat at the table holding the book and turned to read.

Quietly in the room, I only heard him gently flipping through the paper.

After a while, Rong Jing waved to Yun Qianyue and said warmly: "Give me ink!"

"Aren't you holding hands yourself?" Yun Qianyue sat idly on the chair.

"The red sleeves add fragrance to the side, and the pen is interesting." Rong Jing's mouth was slightly hooked, his eyes condensed on Yun Qianyue's face, and he smiled: "Besides, I'm afraid I won't let you do anything, you will be on the chair Hairy."