Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta.
After everyone left, footsteps suddenly sounded in the quiet Hori room.
A man wearing brocade clothes and a noble temperament walked in, glanced at the exposed and decadent Prince Yuan, who was holding his head in his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said sarcastically: "It's really like the acting."
When King Yuan heard this, the rage and hysteria on his face gradually receded, and the expression on his face gradually calmed down, as calm as the surface of the water.
He looked at the man in brocade and his tone was as cold as a blade: "You promised back then that as long as I finish this matter, you would give me my freedom. Does that still count?"
"Don't worry, we always keep our word, just do it."
King Yuan nodded: "Is your arrangement okay? Will there be any problems?"
"This is not what you should be concerned about. Just do your part." The man in brocade suddenly scolded in a sudden tone.
When King Yuan heard this, he frowned and stared at the man in robes, but in the end he just said nothing and left silently, leaving Horiki to the man in robes.
In the huge Hori room, the man in brocade clothes raised his head, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be a little confused, and even more at a loss.
Ten years, ten whole years!
He abandoned his original noble identity, changed his name, and came to a foreign country for ten years, just for today!
“It’s time for Daqian’s heaven to change!”
The confusion and helplessness on the man in brocade suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became sharp again, like cold wind and sharp blades!
…
In the Royal Palace, inside the Manna Hall.
Emperor Renxuan bowed his head to the case and was diligently reviewing the memorial.
Due to the upcoming Northern Expedition, the number of memorials had increased in recent months, and they piled up so much that he had no time to deal with them until now.
But this is considered normal. A war between two countries often involves tens of thousands of resources, manpower, material resources, money, food, and troops.
It takes a lot of time to coordinate and coordinate, so naturally there will be more memorials with related requests.
Time continued to pass, and it was already late at night in a blink of an eye.
Emperor Renxuan stopped what he was doing, stretched out his hand to rub his brow, and felt a deep fatigue welling up in his heart.
His health has been getting worse over the years, and he doesn't know how much longer he can live.
This was also one of the main reasons why he actively promoted the Northern Expedition, because he was worried that after his death, future generations would no longer have the courage to launch a war.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.
Then he felt as if a spiral suddenly appeared in his heart area, pulling on his muscles and constantly rotating, causing unbearable and severe throbbing pain.
Emperor Renxuan almost fainted from the pain, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he was panting heavily, and shouted: "Come, come quickly, get me some medicine!"
Outside the Manlu Palace, there are palace maids and eunuchs waiting round-the-clock at all times.
In the past few days, because Emperor Renxuan's health has not been very good, Zheng Ying has been personally waiting for him.
At this moment, when I heard Emperor Renxuan's cry, I was so frightened that I rushed into the Manna Palace like crazy to deliver medicine to Emperor Renxuan.
After half an hour, the movement in the Manna Hall gradually subsided.
Emperor Renxuan, who had regained his composure a little, looked at the night sky outside the Manlu Palace and said without any reason: "Zheng Ying, please tell me why there are no stars in the night sky tonight."
Zheng Ying froze on the spot, then sweated profusely, and said in a speculative tone: "Maybe, maybe it's because it will rain tomorrow?"
Emperor Renxuan didn't speak anymore, looked at Zheng Ying coldly, slowly closed his eyes, and fell backward.
…
Late the next day.
A figure wearing night clothes sneaked into the East Palace.
Xiang Baichuan looked at the figure in front of him and took off his hood, revealing a pale and panic-stricken face.
"Eunuch Zheng, why is it you!"
Xiang Baichuan was also surprised. Zheng Ying was not only the chief eunuch, but also the eunuch accompanying his father.
He is not needed for ordinary chores, even for conveying orders.
Once he comes to the door in person, it means something big has happened!
But in the past thirty years, no matter how big the matter was, when Zheng Ying came to the door, he would read out the decree with no expression on his face and dutifully read out the decree. He had never behaved so panicked before.
So even though Xiang Baichuan was the prince, he couldn't help but panic at this time. He hurriedly stepped forward to grab Zheng Ying's hand and asked, "Did something happen in the palace?"
Zheng Ying did not speak, but kept trembling. He was completely different from the usual eunuch chief eunuch who remained calm even when the mountain collapsed.
After a long time, Zheng Ying, who shivered several times, finally regained consciousness and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty fell into a coma last night and is still awake!"
boom.
Hearing this, Xiang Baichuan staggered and almost lost his balance.
Although he had always had the intention of seizing the throne from King Yuan, he had also thought that one day, his father would step down from the throne and he would become a great treasure.
But, in his imagination, this was more than ten years later.
But now...
At this juncture when the Northern Expedition was about to begin, if Emperor Renxuan fell, would the Northern Expedition still start?
To put it bluntly, if something really happened to my father, could he suppress General Fengchen and King Yuan to ascend the throne smoothly, and at the same time stabilize the complex situation at home and abroad?
Xiang Baichuan shook his head. His mind was so confused now that even he himself couldn't understand the problem.
In other words, he figured it out, but just didn't want to say it.
For a long time, Emperor Renxuan and King Zhenbei were the real white jade pillars holding up the sky and purple golden beams bridging the sea in Daqian.
It can be said that the entire Daqian, from him, the prince, who is under one person to more than ten thousand people, to ordinary people, all live under the protection of these two people.
Normally he didn't think it was anything, but now, when one of the big trunks Optimus Prime fell down, he realized how bad the big trunk's situation was.
The sense of panic coming from all directions was like a tide, threatening to drown him.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, please wake up!" Zheng Ying spoke in time, interrupting Xiang Baichuan who was distracted.
"His Majesty is unconscious now. You are the prince, the heir apparent. It is your duty to follow the slaves back to the palace and take charge of the overall situation!"
"No matter what, the country, the country, and the country should be our top priority!"
Zheng Ying held Xiang Baichuan's hand tightly, her eyes full of solemnity.
Hearing this, Xiang Baichuan woke up instantly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him.
Yes, now that his father's life or death is still uncertain, what he has to do is not to panic, but to try to stabilize the situation in the court!
In everything, the country, the country, and the country should be the most important thing!
Xiang Baichuan took a deep breath, tried to regain his emotions, and said calmly: "Okay, I will go back to the palace with Eunuch Zheng and take charge of the overall situation!"
Hearing this, Zheng Ying breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
However, when the prince turned around, he didn't notice the curve of the corner of Zheng Ying's mouth.
