"How could Dayong end?" Accompanied by a smiling voice, a woman walked in gracefully.
Everyone followed the sound and saw that the person coming was Concubine Zhuang.
Concubine Zhuang has a slender figure. She is nearly forty years old and has given birth to three children. She is still well-maintained and looks like a young woman in her early twenties.
The only thing that didn't match her figure was her bulging belly.
It's really obvious, it looks a bit abrupt, but it's also easy to arouse people's imagination.
"What's going on?" Everyone whispered to each other.
Facing everyone's gaze, Concubine Zhuang caressed her belly and said softly: "I am pregnant with the late emperor's child, and it has been more than three months now!
The imperial doctor has seen it, this is a prince! "
She didn't say anything else, but everyone knew what this child meant!
If this is really a boy, then this child will be Dayong's only heir in the future!
"It's you! You vicious woman!" Mu Jingheng stood up with difficulty, but fell back down again because of her injuries.
"King Qin is so seriously injured, it's better to have a good rest!" Concubine Zhuang sneered, "It's a pity that you have been planning for so long. In the end, you are just making wedding clothes for others!"
Mu Jingheng was so angry that she bled again and fell there speechless.
Concubine Zhuang glanced at everyone present with cold eyes and said softly: "You are all loyal and patriotic people. I and the prince in my womb are very pleased!
Now that the late emperor has passed away, until the prince in my womb ascends the throne, I will temporarily handle official affairs on his behalf! I wonder what you guys think? "
"Sichen Si Chen, God cannot tolerate it!" Some loyal ministers stood up and pointed at Concubine Zhuang and angrily shouted,
"You evil concubine! In order to seize power, you won't even let your own son go!
Now he is trying to bring trouble to Chao Gang! I will never tolerate it! "
If Mu Jingheng is called emperor, he is also a descendant of the Mu family, a descendant of the emperor, and an adult prince.
What's going on now!
The emperor's sons were all killed by Concubine Zhuang, but she wanted to rely on the children in her belly to participate in politics!
And joining forces with the lunatic Meng Wenjian, isn't this an attempt to overthrow Dayong!
Regarding his accusation, Concubine Zhuang did not take it seriously.
"So what if you can't tolerate it? What can you do? Be like him? Blood splattered on the spot?" Concubine Zhuang pointed at the minister who fell on the ground, her eyes full of sarcasm,
"In this Jinluan Palace, we really don't need your blood as a loyal minister!"
"I think there seems to be a little bit of blood here!" Meng Wenjian said.
Hearing this, Concubine Zhuang turned to look at him in confusion, but she saw him suddenly draw his sword, and with a sudden "crack", the sword pierced Concubine Zhuang's stomach.
Everything happened so fast that the maid next to Concubine Zhuang didn't even have time to react.
"You..." Concubine Zhuang's eyes widened in horror, looking at the sword stuck in her stomach in disbelief.
"Aunt!" The maid on the side exclaimed, quickly supported Concubine Zhuang, and angrily yelled at Meng Wenjian, "You are crazy!"
aunt? What happened again?
It seems that Concubine Zhuang has no niece!
The people around him couldn't help but look at each other, they were all understanding and didn't say anything.
There was really enough stimulation today, maybe it was too much and everyone was a little dull and numb!
It seems that even the end of the world will not arouse their emotional fluctuations.
"Why!" Zhuang Fei said with difficulty, and large amounts of blood came out of her mouth first.
Meng Wenjian sneered coldly, drew out her long sword, and wiped the blood on Concubine Zhuang's clothes haphazardly.
"Because you are pregnant with Mu Qingyao's seed! As long as it is of his blood, I will not keep any of you!" Meng Wenjian said coldly.
Hearing this, Concubine Zhuang said "Wow" again and vomited a large mouthful of blood.
On her face, there was a look of annoyance mixed with hatred, and she yelled angrily: "That's not his child! That's not his child!"
Everyone, "!!!"
Concubine Zhuang...she fell in love with the emperor! The emperor is green!
"Aunt! Hold on!" The maid on the side supported Concubine Zhuang, quickly took out a pill and put it into her mouth.
Concubine Zhuang pushed herself up with difficulty, covering her stomach with one hand and holding her clothes with the other, begging: "Lingyan! Please save the child! Save my child!"
Spirit smoke?
"That's Lu Lingyan! Isn't she a Beirong spy?" someone among the ministers exclaimed.
Mu Jingheng also widened his eyes and stared at Lu Lingyan in disbelief.
At this time, she was disguised and looked like just an ordinary palace maid.
But that voice was indeed Lu Lingyan's!
"You...you..." Mu Jingheng was so angry that she started to bleed again!
Lu Lingyan ignored them. She looked at Concubine Zhuang's blood-soaked dress and the bleeding wound on her stomach, sighed and shook her head.
"Aunt, it's important to take care of yourself." Lu Lingyan said warmly, and immediately reached out to touch the acupoints to stop the bleeding from Concubine Zhuang's wound.
Concubine Zhuang's face was filled with despair, while Lu Lingyan glared at Meng Wenjian fiercely, as if she wanted to kill him.
Meng Wenjian turned a blind eye, turned his head, and glanced at the ministers in the hall with cold eyes.
No one dared to look at him at all, and all of them lowered their heads.
"Next, it's your turn! A bunch of Mu clan's lackeys!" Meng Wenjian said coldly, suddenly making a killing gesture.
In an instant, the guards raised their knives and pointed them at the bloodless ministers.
"Stop-" A sonorous and powerful voice suddenly came from the door.
Everyone followed the sound, but their expressions suddenly changed.
Especially Meng Wenjian's expression changed suddenly.
"My lord!" he whispered, "are you okay?"
As he said that, he saw Meng Nanjun next to King Zhennan again, his expression became more complicated.
The others also looked confused. How could Princess Anle, who had died in the lake long ago, appear so well now?
Who is it that died?
Meng Nanjun ignored everyone's expressions. Her eyes were always fixed on Meng Wenjian, full of grief and anger.
"Wen Jian, you are so disappointing!" Meng Nanjun looked away and let out a long sigh.
Meng Wenjian quickly explained: "Jun'er, it's not like this! It's not what you think! I have no interest in this power. I only do this for revenge!"
"Explain it to the emperor yourself!" Meng Nanjun smiled bitterly and then stepped aside.
At this time, everyone saw a familiar figure.
"Your Majesty! It's your Majesty!" Many people burst into tears with excitement.
When they saw Mu Canglin and Yun Jiutang following him clearly, many people started crying.
Now, everyone still doesn't understand that this is simply a play put on by the emperor and King Zhenbei!
When Mu Jingheng saw the living emperor, he almost fainted from fright.
"Father...Father..." He was sweating and struggled to get up, but he was too injured and fell back down.
The emperor glanced at him coldly and said in a deep voice: "I will settle your account with you slowly!"
But now, he had to settle the score with Meng Wenjian!
"Meng Wenjian! No, maybe I should call you, the fifth prince of South Vietnam!" the emperor said coldly,
"I would like to ask you, what is the grudge between the fifth prince and me? Why do we even hesitate to lurk in Zhennan Prince's Mansion and endure the humiliation for more than ten years!"
