Chapter 164: Hard to atone for his sin

In the palace, Bei Mingqi was dressed in black, and his frail body became thinner in the cold wind. There was a woman standing in front of him, Chu Chu Emei gracefully moving.
"The prince has fallen from power, how do you plan to help this palace?" It turned out that it was Concubine Yan Gui who quietly left the palace, but covered her graceful figure with a cloak.
Bei Mingqi let out a cold snort, snapped a plum blossom in front of him, and said with contempt: "Does the imperial concubine really think that this is the end of the matter?"
Concubine Yan Gui turned around and screamed: "The queen has been beaten into the cold palace. Sooner or later the crown prince will be abolished. The consequences of such slaughter of the emperor and chaos, can the emperor still care about the old love?"
Bei Mingqi just curled his lips disdainfully at Concubine Yan’s roar, but due to the cooperative relationship between the two parties, he had to explain:
As long as the prince does not die for a day, he is the protagonist. Once the father dies, all civil and military The prince, the eldest son, is the first thing that a hundred officials think of, including the people of the world! Not to mention that because of the disaster victims, the prince won the hearts of the people!"
There is another sentence that Bei Mingqi did not say, that is, he is just a second prince, and the eldest son will always be a in one day.
However, Concubine Yan Gui did not expect that, because she was thinking of the Eleventh Prince. If the Eleventh Prince wanted to succeed, she had to write an edict before the death of the old emperor, otherwise it would be her turn.
Both of them had their own concerns, and both planned for themselves.
However, Concubine Yan Gui heard Bei Mingqi's words in her heart, and she was a little sad and sad. After all, Bei Mingxian was the man she had loved so much.
She could watch him make mistakes and hit the south wall, but she couldn't bear to watch him die.
But the law of survival in the deep palace is so cruel, sympathy and kindness will become the biggest weakness.
Mother Lan came in with a bowl of tea: "Niangniang, there is a letter from the master."
"My father?" Regarding Yan Zheng's deeds, Yan Guifei felt a little bit reluctant, but she had no choice but to take the letter and read it hurriedly, and threw the letter paper directly on the ground, as if uncomfortable, and stomped again. : "How much soup did that fox charming Zhao Jingmei give my dad?"
"What's the matter, Niang?" Grandma Lan couldn't help asking when seeing Concubine Yan Gui so angry.
Concubine Yan Gui looked contemptuous: "You actually want me to help the Ansi in the palace! It sounds good to help the eleventh prince, but it is not that the wants to be in the position? The woman in this palace is again How many helped it up?"
Grandma Lan didn't dare to answer these words. After all, Concubine Yan had scolded herself at the same time, so she had to lower her head and listen to herself.
After cursing for a long while, Yan Guifei waved her hand a little irritably: "Forget it, the most important thing at the moment is how to get rid of the prince."
"Get rid of the prince?" Grandma Lan looked surprised: "Niang, isn't the prince already in prison?"
"Humph!" Yan Guifei snorted coldly, and the whole body became gloomy and cold, and her words were colder than those of nine severe cold weather: "If he doesn't die for a day, he will still be the prince. What is the imprisonment? The emperor treats the prince. After more than 20 years of cultivation, how can he be ruthless? Our emperor is old. If there is a sudden accident, who can guarantee that the group of crippled princes will not be moved?"
Mother Lan looked at Concubine Yan’s gradually distorted cheeks with shock, as if infected, and said in agreement:
The empress is very worried, if there is an accident, the prince’s sin today, they can easily find a dead ghost to do it for you. If it’s gone, then all our efforts will be abolished."
"Yes. So he must die."
After bathing and changing clothes, the concubine Yan Gui in the red palace dress has a face like a peach blossom and a body like a fairy.
Concubine Yan Gui slowly walked in shredded steps, her face covered by a thin gauze, her enchanting waist twisted like a willow twig in her wide coat, faintly visible was an enchanting and slender figure.
Holding a young boy in his hand, it was the Eleventh Prince.
In the past few days, Concubine Yan Gui often brought the eleven princes to the Hall of Yangxin to accompany the old emperor. After the prince forced the palace, the old emperor developed a deeper paternal love for this young son.
Children are always more pleasing.
After understanding the truth, Yan Guifei was exhausted for the Eleventh Prince. However, thanks to the Eleventh Prince's enthusiasm, she was very low-key and humble at a young age.
"Oh, Zhi'er is here." The old emperor was reviewing the memorial, and when he looked up and saw two figures, one large and one small, coming in, he couldn't help smiling.
Concubine Yan Gui brought the eleventh princes to salute and greet her. Before she got down on her knees, the old emperor waved her hand to stop her, and then left Long Case.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he was about to hold the eleventh prince, but he was lost, and he was a little stunned: "What happened to Zhi'er? Don't you like the father?"
The eleventh prince shook his head timidly, then cast a glance at Concubine Yan Gui, and then slowly said: "The concubine said that the father is old and Zhi'er has grown up. Don’t let the father be tired and hug. If it is, it should be Zhi'er holding his father."
As he said, he opened his thin arms and put his arms around the thigh of the old emperor, raised a tender cheek, and said happily, "Father, I hold you."
"Hahaha, well, Zhi'er has grown up and can hold his father." The old emperor's laughter rang loudly in the Hall of Yangxin.
Concubine Yan raised her chin very proudly.
As long as time goes by, the eleven princes will definitely be able to get more love from the old emperor, and the old emperor must be determined to pass on his position.
Thinking of this, Concubine Yan couldn't help but look sad.
"Concubine Ai, what's the matter?" The old emperor asked Yan Guifei's expression.
"It's nothing, the concubine was distracted for a while, and I hope the emperor will forgive me." Yan Guifei shook her head gently.
After being in the high position for a long time, how could I not see the strangeness of Concubine Yan, waved his hand and said, "If you have anything to say, don't be circumspect. If you are a mother and concubine with such a temperament, wouldn't Zhi'er also learn from you indecision Nothing?"
When I heard that the eleventh prince was about to be affected, Yan Guifei was slightly annoyed by the old immortal, but her face became flustered and hurriedly said: "The concubine is just a whim, thinking of the prince, and has been in confinement until now. If the prince has the heart to regret, Why not give him a chance as the emperor."
Suddenly, the old emperor’s expression became difficult to look at, and Lian Zhi’er let go of his hand, and walked to the dragon case again, and when he slapped the table, the neatly piled memorials were shaken into a pile, some even fell. On the ground.
"That rebellious son! He was rebellious, trying to kill the king and his father! Do you still plead for him? He is hard to pay for his sin!" The old emperor roared.
The emperor's anger has not disappeared, and it is natural to be angry at this time.
Concubine Yan Gui hurriedly knelt down, and the moment she lowered her head, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Yes, yes, the concubine's misunderstanding, the prince deserves ten thousand deaths for sin, and ten thousand deaths for sin."
Although the young eleventh prince did not know what had happened, he also knelt down: "Father, don't be angry. Being angry is not good for your health."
Eleven princes made adjustments, and the old emperor was in a much better mood.
However, Concubine Yan Gui was in a better mood after receiving the words of the old emperor today. As soon as she left the Hall of Yangxin, she hooked up with Weidezhu.
A lot of money and promises were given out, and Wei Dezhu naturally understood that the weather vane of Beiming had changed today.
"Father-in-law, can you hear what the emperor said today?" Concubine Yan Gui said casually.
Wadezhu's eyebrows sank, and his heart was even more shocked, this woman is so venomous!
The relationship between Concubine Yan Gui and the prince before entering the palace was a secret in most people's minds, but Wade Zhu knew it. Today I saw that Concubine Yan was the first to kill the prince. I couldn’t help feeling a chill, but now the Yan family is in great power , He also got on the thief ship early in the morning, and there was no possibility of it being broken.
"What are you going to do?" Wadezhu still asked very carefully, pretending not to understand.
Concubine Yan Gui sneered: "The emperor said today that it is impossible to atone for his sins in a thousand deaths. Can this palace be changed? It's just that the sky is dark, so I bother father-in-law to go."
"Yes." Wadezhu responded in a low voice.
The purpose of executing the imperial relatives and relatives in the palace is usually done by Wei Dezhu himself.
"Father-in-law, please rest assured, this palace will not forget the father-in-law after the matter is done." Yan Guifei said with a smile, and Grandma Lan handed over another generous gift.
After receiving a generous reward, Zhu Wade conceived with his heart, and a smile appeared on his face for an instant: "The minion is also counting on the mistress in the future to be able to support him."
Sure enough, in the prison, Bei Mingxian's gray face became even paler when he saw that the person was Wade Zhu.
He is dying...
"Father asked you to come?" Bei Mingxian's gaze swept across the white silk, dagger, and poisoned wine held by the behind Wadezhu. There was a despair in his heart, and his voice changed.
Wei Dezhu hurriedly stepped forward and leaned: "The minion pleased the prince."
"Hahahaha." Bei Mingxian suddenly laughed, with a tragic look: "Today, you still call me the prince?"
"The prince was not deposed, he is naturally the prince. Although you will become the deceased prince, your status is noble, and you should be a slave." Weidezhu paused after speaking, ignoring Bei Mingxian's gloomy and terrifying face, and said directly: "Your Majesty wants face, and doesn't want to condemn and kill the prince. He loves his father, and the prince should cherish it."
After speaking, with a wave of hands, the little eunuchs behind them put the tray on the ground.
Dead end.
Bei Mingxian sat on the ground decadently. He had thought about it all these days when he was imprisoned in the sky prison. He was bound to die, but he didn't expect to come so soon.
"His Royal Highness, the minion is waiting for you outside." Wade Zhu knows the rules very well, in fact, it is also a kind of awe of the dead. Although Bei Mingxian is still alive at this moment, the next moment will undoubtedly die.
"Wait, how is my mother's queen?" Bei Mingxian couldn't help asking.
Wadezhu looked at the prince's expectation, and finally shook his head without speaking.
In places like Lenggong, even if there is no order from the emperor to assassinate, it must be frozen and starved to death and will not live long. Instead of letting the prince dream, it is better to let the prince think that he is dead and stop thinking.
Seeing Wadezhu's expression, Bei Mingxian's heart sank as expected, and tremblingly raised his hand to serve the glass of poisoned wine, Wadezhu leaned back and walked out.
"Pop!" The sound of breaking through the air rang in his ears, and the wine glass in Bei Mingxian's hand was shot down to the ground, and the wine was spilled on the ground, and a cloud of foam was blown.
"Idiot, follow me." The person came very fast, and came close as soon as he flashed his body.
Hearing this familiar voice again, and seeing that familiar face again, Bei Mingxian's dilated pupils gradually solidified, and stood up...
Outside, after a long time, Wadezhu walked in, but the cell was empty, and there was no figure of Bei Mingxian at all. He couldn't help but rushed towards the Fairview Palace.