Prince Duan Hui was his first child and his favorite child. To this day, on the anniversary of the death of Prince Duan Hui, no smiling palace official is allowed to appear in the palace.
If any palace maid or eunuch dared to laugh that day, the emperor would beat him to death without saying a word.
Back then, the little prince was watching fish by the lake and plunged into the fish pond. He was already dead when he was rescued by the eunuchs.
Obviously they had saved him in time, but the little prince hit his head on a stone. The real cause was death from excessive blood loss.
A similar small bottle was salvaged from the fish pond where the young prince died.
However, before the investigation of the case was completed, the small bottle disappeared inexplicably.
Why is there an almost identical one here?
He grabbed Jiang Xinyue's wrist, trying to see more clearly, but he scratched her too hard and it hurt.
Her wrist was almost crushed by him. Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but let go of her hand. The emperor also let go of her and caught the small bottle that was about to fall to the ground.
The body of the white bottle is smudged with light yellow jasmine flowers, and the bottom of the bottle is filled with light cyan stream water. The jasmine flowers seem to be swaying with the stream.
Such exquisite craftsmanship is not something that ordinary people can afford.
Jiang Xinyue touched her wrist, which had a bruised mark. This time, there was no pain, and it did not disrupt the emperor's thinking.
It wasn't until his brows relaxed that she leaned over and exposed her wrist: "Your Majesty, what is this? How do you..."
So excited?
The emperor quickly patted the dirt off the bottle, put it into his sleeves, and held Jiang Xinyue's wrist: "I'm sorry, Yue'er, I lost my composure. Does it hurt?"
Now I thought about asking her if it hurt?
Of course it hurts the bastard.
"My concubine is fine."
Jiang Xinyue shook her head, but turned her wrist twice in discomfort. Emperor Xuanwu blamed himself and felt distressed.
He rubbed her wrist and blew on the bruise: "Go back and ask Doctor Yan to prescribe some ointment for you to apply."
He took a deep breath and explained: "This porcelain bottle is almost exactly the same as the one found where the young prince fell into the lake."
Is it poisoning?
That's why Duan Hui got dizzy and fell into the lake.
"The emperor means..."
Jiang Xinyue pretended not to know: "Someone poisoned the little prince Duan Hui, causing him to become dizzy and fall into the lake?"
The more reliable theory in the palace is that Prince Duan Hui slipped when he was watching fish and fell into the pond and drowned. As a concubine who had been in the palace for only two years, it was impossible for her to know that the real cause was excessive blood loss. And died.
So she could only say that she fell into the lake.
Emperor Xuanwu seemed to be extremely tired, and his tall and stalwart figure looked a bit rickety and decadent.
He was blaming himself, he was in pain.
He owns the world, has the most beautiful woman, and has everything that men in the world most envy.
However, he couldn't even save his most cherished son.
This will be an eternal pain in his heart!
Jiang Xinyue felt for the first time that the emperor was actually a poor man. Is everything he had really what he wanted?
If possible, does he also yearn for the life of an ordinary person with loving husband and wife, full of children and grandchildren, and no intrigues?
She hugged Emperor Xuanwu from behind and wrapped her hands tightly around his waist: "Your Majesty, I know that the death of the late prince makes you very sad. But Your Majesty, this is not your fault. Don't use the mistakes of a vicious person." Come and punish yourself. What we have to do now is to find the person who harmed the first prince, avenge the first prince, and keep his spirit in heaven so that he can rest in peace."
Where is the time to be sad about spring and autumn?
It is only right to kill Concubine De immediately.
Otherwise, let alone the former prince, the few fragile little seedlings left in the palace now don't know how much persecution they will face.
The fourth and sixth princes were fine in her Hexi Palace. Jiang Xinyue was mainly worried about the fifth prince who had gone to Dongshan to keep vigil.
The Queen gave the fifth prince to her, and she didn't just let him go.
At least the people at the imperial mausoleum have obeyed her instructions and will not treat the fifth prince and Fengen harshly. They will guarantee the dignity and treatment a prince deserves.
After all, the fifth prince is still recorded in the name of the late empress, and is the legitimate son of the Great Yan Dynasty. Regardless of whether he is the late empress's biological son or not, the fifth prince who is in the imperial jade is the legitimate legitimate son of the Great Yan Dynasty.
There is no guarantee that the concubine De will not become mad and murderous towards the fifth prince.
"Yue'er is right."
A flash of cruelty flashed in the emperor's eyes: "It's time to make the person who killed my little prince pay the price."
Jiang Xinyue raised her head and was stood side by side by Emperor Xuanwu's hand. He lowered his head to look at her: "Yue'er, I will protect our little dumpling and never let the tragedy happen again."
When the little prince died, there were internal and external troubles. He was so busy every day that he had no time to care about the affairs of the harem.
He thought that with the queen personally in charge, even if all the little princes and princesses in the palace died, the eldest son of the emperor and empress would never be around.
How dare they?
Perhaps it was the moonlight that disappeared into the clouds, the sky turned fish-belly white, and a dazzling orange-red burst out from the dim dark clouds, which made the emperor suddenly become emotional.
He expressed his feelings that he had never confided to anyone else: "I was very happy to be married to the young queen. She is a wise, virtuous and gentle woman. I trust her and have no power over the harem. Leave it to her to keep it. But she was obsessed with the happiness brought by power and neglected our children, which led to the tragic death of the little prince and the second child. Since then, I have been indifferent to her, but she has become more and more serious on this road. Coming further and further..."
It's his fault!
He did not pull the rope in time after the queen lost her two children.
If he could comfort and enlighten the queen, they wouldn't get to the point where they hate each other.
Emperor Xuanwu listened to the Queen's blessings before her death. She cursed him to be lonely and betrayed for the rest of his life, and that he would never meet a woman who truly loved him.
The queen regretted it. If she could, she would not want to be the queen again in the next life, let alone meet the emperor.
Jiang Xinyue didn't want to judge who was right or wrong, so she could only tell half and half.
The emperor was busy with political affairs, and the queen also had to take care of the harem. If a caring person waited for the opportunity for ten years, even she could not guarantee 100% that the sixth prince would always be able to turn danger into good fortune.
In the final analysis, it was Concubine De who was so vicious that she would not even spare children.
Being a king and an emperor is not just a matter of being a prince.
It depends on his talents and character, whether he has a benevolent heart, and whether he puts the people before his own interests.
It is easy to be an emperor, but it is difficult to be a good emperor.
It's not that Jiang Xinyue looks down on the third prince, at least so far, she doesn't see the ability of a prince in the third prince.
If Concubine De spent all her time playing tricks and intrigues on cultivating the third prince, she would definitely be more competitive.
