C85

Song Yunqian did not come back tonight. The empress dowager was very sick, so he went to the palace to serve her. The emperor wanted Wen Yi to enter the palace to treat the empress dowager, but the empress dowager rejected him.

Last year Her Majesty had fallen and injured her head. Her vision began to blur, and gradually she began to lose sight of things. However, her personality was strong, and even if she couldn't see, she had to pretend that she was able to see in front of palace maid. After stumbling a few times, her temper started to get violent, and she didn't allow any royal doctors to treat her. Thus, she neither healed nor drank any medicine. To put it bluntly, she was waiting for her death.

At the beginning, the Emperor had secretly let the imperial physician treat her after she had fallen asleep. However, after being blind, he felt light, and with his sharp ears, he was discovered by her. In a fit of rage, he threw his pillow on the ground and cursed the Emperor, "How much longer will you have to suffer? Can't I even die? "Let This Dowager go well and stop tormenting This Dowager, unless you can cure my eyes."

This was the first time she admitted that she was blind. After saying this, she wailed, "late emperor, you should take Chenqie away quickly. Chenqie doesn't want to stay in this world anymore.

After this incident, how could the emperor dare to arrange for the royal doctors to treat her? Every day, he would open up some clear soup for her to consume, but it didn't have any effect. Gradually, her entire body became thinner. Once, she felt her way out of bed and was about to hit the wall, being pulled by the mama, who was kneeling on the ground and crying for half a day before finally dispelling the thought of living. This was the first time she did that.

When the emperor heard the news, his heart ached. He turned around and left, not daring to disobey the empress dowager's orders.

After making a scene this time, the empress dowager's illness had worsened. She'd been lying on her bed for the past two days, unable to get up. The emperor was worried about the empress dowager's body, so he couldn't ask Wen Yi for her opinion.

The heavy rain stopped for two days. On this afternoon, the weather began to darken again. The emperor stood at the porch outside the Imperial study, raising his head to look at the dark and gloomy sky. The air was filled with the smell of rain, and a musty smell permeated through the humidity. He turned to the fructus davidii and said, "Go and invite the State Advisor over."

The State Advisor arrived very quickly. The emperor glanced at him indifferently, then turned and entered the Imperial study.

State Advisor followed him in and closed the door on the way.

The Emperor asked fretfully, "Have you figured it out yet? After half a month of heavy rain, the crops planted by the people would not be able to survive. If this went on, there would be no way to collect taxes this year. "The empress dowager's illness is getting heavier and heavier. If this goes on, it won't even last three days …!" He straightened his expression and said coldly, "I order you to think of a way to resolve this matter immediately. No matter how much money and manpower you ask for, I will do as you ask."

The State Advisor said, "Your Majesty, micron had said before, that this rain is not normal because of the dimness of Violet Myrtle, and that there will be a calamity for Your Majesty, but right now, there is no way to immediately save them. We can only wait for the calamity to come, Your Majesty, at this moment, you have to treat the Ninth King well, because if he secretly criticizes or hates your Majesty too much, it will greatly reduce his brotherly feelings. "Also, the emperor should marry her into the palace as soon as possible and suppress the monstrous genius of the harem so that the empress dowager's illness can be cured."

"How can we rush into the matter of being consort?" A glint flashed through the emperor's eyes. "Is there any other way to cure the empress dowager's illness?"

After pausing for a moment, he asked again, "When the demon-level talent of the harem went into chaos, was it the Princess Ning'an that Wen Yi's ghost that wreaked havoc in the past? "I remember that you said before that you wanted me to make Qian'er your crown prince, and she would become Crown Princess. In that case, can you solve this?"

The State Advisor shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, micron never said that the Princess Ning'an was a demon. On the contrary, the noble daughter this time was sent to the emperor by the Princess Ning'an herself. Other than this noble lady, no one else can suppress this evil spirit. "

"We are the true dragon and the Son of Heaven, how can we suppress Yao Xie?" The Emperor seemed displeased.

State Advisor immediately knelt down. "micron did not have that intention, it is just that the Emperor's dragon Qi is damaged, the Violet Myrtle Star is dim, and it is no longer suitable to contend with the Evil Demon. The best way is for your highness to enter the palace." After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Actually, there is no need for the emperor to immediately allow your daughter to enter the palace. As long as your daughter is sick in the Longevity Palace, you can suppress the evil spirits. Also, I believe that your daughter will be able to enter the palace within three days, and the rain will stop."

"Really?" The emperor was overjoyed as he asked, "Then, will I be able to resolve this calamity as well?"

The State Advisor said, "When and how does the Emperor's calamity come about is something that the heavens cannot see through. It can only be arranged for the Nine Kings to enter the palace and stay close to the Emperor so that the Emperor can defend him from the calamity at any time. Only, this matter can never be revealed to anyone else other than the micron and the Emperor.

The emperor muttered to himself for a moment and shouted, "fructus davidii!"

fructus davidii pushed the door and entered, bowing as he said, "Your servant is here!"

The emperor said, "Pass on my orders, the Dr. Wen and the Ninth King are to enter the palace to attend to your injuries. You are not to leave the palace without my orders."

fructus davidii replied, "Yes, this servant will do it immediately!"

Song Yunqian was already sick in the palace, and in the evening, it started to rain. He was worried about Wen Yi so he called over the Xiao San to let him go out.

Just as Xiao San walked out of the Shouning Palace gates, he saw Wen Yi and the Ninth Prince enter the Palace together.

Wen Yi's clothes were half wet, her hair was stuck to her forehead and droplets of water were dripping down. She probably went out in a hurry and wasn't wearing a cape, so cold that her lips were trembling.

Song Yunqian felt extremely pained, but royal father and the other concubines were all in the Palace, so he couldn't do too much.

When the emperor saw Wen Yi's miserable state, he was instantly angered and said to the fructus davidii: "It's raining outside, why did you not bring an umbrella? Why don't you hurry up and make a warm hand stove and bring a cloak over? Seeing that the Dr. Wen and the Prince are drenched in sweat, they are becoming more and more incapable of handling matters! "

The empress raised her eyebrows, a look of shock flashing across her face, but she quickly recovered. She smiled and said, "Yo, the Nine Kings are here!"

The nine king and Wen Yi entered the hall together, the nine kings cupped their fists and greeted: "Greetings royal brother, greetings royal sister-in-law, greetings royal sisters."

The Imperial Concubine Rong said with a smile, "It's been five years since I remembered the nine kings' last return to the capital. Five years of time, and it seems like there were no traces left on the nine kings' faces.

The ninth king had a refined expression on his face as he said, "Imperial Concubine Rong's sister-in-law, I'm afraid that someone will want to eat your words."

The emperor laughed. "royal brother is underestimating us, right? "Is I that petty?"

Imperial Concubine Rong also blushed and said: "What nonsense are you talking about. Speaking of which, you are no longer young. "Your Nine King's lineage also wants to pass on its legacy."

The Ninth King laughed unrestrainedly: "Marriage? Your servant isn't as foolish as your royal brother. There are many beauties in the world, but if you can't find the most beautiful one, then your subject isn't willing to give up his entire life just like that. "

fructus davidii ordered the palace maid to bring the cape and the small furnace, while Wen Yi and the nine kings each took one. Wen Yi had been standing there, not daring to exchange glances with Song Yunqian. She could only hold the furnace and stand there awkwardly.

The door was open, the wind carried the rain with it as it rushed forward. The yellow curtain within the hall was lifted by the wind, as the curtain recklessly fluttered in the empty hall, letting out a series of whooshing sounds.

Wen Yi felt that it was strange. The empress dowager was too sick, shouldn't she be serving the bedchamber? Why are you all joking around here? Could it be that the empress dowager's illness was just a pretense? She thought of that loving old lady. She really hoped that it was just a scam to trick her and the Ninth Prince into entering the palace. She understood that if she wanted to trick the Ninth King into entering the palace, it would be because the Emperor dreaded him and had to stay by his side to be at ease. She felt a heaviness in her heart. She felt that the Ninth King would be killed by the Emperor sooner or later. It was just that she didn't have the spare heart to pity the nine kings right now, because she couldn't even protect herself right now.

Song Yunqian stood by the emperor's side. He had been looking at Wen Yi the entire time, his eyes revealing his worry and anxiety. Wen Yi would glance at him occasionally, but when he saw looking at him, he quickly shifted her gaze away.

Song Yungang took a small step to the side, lowered his head and did not look at the couple.

Song Yungang put An Ran down and stood calmly in front of Wen Yi. Wen Yi lowered her head, and could just see his small body, today he was wearing a green embroidered cotton-padded jacket, sheepskin boots, and a small body was on the ground. She immediately knelt down, and said in a childish voice: "An Ran greets Royal Grandfather, Royal Grandmother, Beautiful Royal Grandmother, and Grandmother!"

The emperor's expression was joyous as he stretched out his hand and said, "Come safely, let me carry you!"

An Ran twisted her body and climbed onto the emperor's knee. The emperor gave him a kiss on the cheek before smiling, "We, An Ran, are getting more and more handsome."

Imperial Concubine Rong was also very happy and asked, "What did the emperor say? He was only three years old, how could he be considered handsome? It's more like cute, isn't it, An Ran? "

An Ran turned her head to look at Imperial Concubine Rong and said seriously: "An Ran is as handsome as royal father. Mother said so."

Everyone laughed, even An Ran couldn't help but to smile as she looked at An Ran with her loving eyes. This little Wangsun, her son, was her adopted son. It was good. This feeling was really heart-wrenching.

The emperor raised his head and touched Wen Yi's affectionate eyes. When he thought about the words of the State Advisor, he knew that she would give birth to a crown prince for him, he suddenly felt warm in his heart.

Song Yunqian, who was standing beside him, saw him staring at Wen Yi. A fire ignited in his eyes, he wanted to immediately bring Wen Yi and leave.

At this moment, a cough came from the inner hall. The emperor's face darkened, but his laughter grew louder. "Alright, An Ran. Let's go see Imperial Grandmother."

An Ran happily replied, "Great! Let's go take a look!"

The emperor carried An Ran into the inner hall. The moment the emperor entered, everyone's expression suddenly changed. The smiles that were previously plastered all over their faces were now pained. Wen Yi was confused, what was going on?

The emperor turned around and shouted, "Warm, come over as well!"

Wen Yi raised her head and met the astonished gaze of the other Concubines. She lowered her head and said, "Yes!" She then followed them in.

Song Yunqian wanted to follow his in, but was stopped by the Queen, who shook her head, signalling him not to go in.