"Father-in-law, go back first. The prince is dead." Concubine Yan pinched her fingers and clenched her fists fiercely.
She would rather see this ending.
After all, she couldn't bear to let Bei Mingxian die like this, and she paid so much for this man.
She once truly loved Bei Mingxian.
Wei Dezhu is a wise man. Hearing the words of Concubine Yan Gui, he immediately understood, and bowed and said, "The prince has hanged himself in the jail, please be sorry, the old slave will go back to the emperor."
After explaining to Wei Dezhu, Concubine Yan hurriedly asked the second prince.
Bei Mingqi did not expect that someone would rescue the prince at this time, and for a while, he would not know who did it.
However, the prince must not be allowed to live, so he immediately arranged a fake corpse to pretend to be the prince, and at the same time secretly carried out a raid on the prince in the capital.
On the other hand, Wei Dezhu also reported to the old emperor that the prince had committed suicide in the jail.
Sure enough, no matter how angry the old emperor was at the prince’s deeds, it was still a pain in his heart to hear the news of the death of his parents and children. He was still reviewing the memorials. When the news came, the "pop" broke the pen in his hand. The broken pen pierced into the palm of his hand, and there was no pain when the blood overflowed.
He shut himself up in the Hall of Nourishing the Heart for a full day and night.
Concubine Yan Gui took the eleventh princes to persuade outside for a long time before reopening the door to the Hall of Nurturing Heart.
The old emperor, who was already very old, seemed to be a little more rickety at this moment, and the appearance of the dying wind seemed to disappear at any time.
"Father, Zhier has grown up, Zhier can hold his father." The tender words of the eleventh princes slightly aroused the softness of the old emperor's heart.
Seeing the scene of father's kindness and filial piety, Yan Guifei was secretly anxious, and must let the old emperor issue an edict as soon as possible.
Since the prince is dead, the old emperor no longer intends to investigate the charges of the prince, and he has also issued a will to mourn the country.
Yingde is magnificent, sorrowful and sorrowful, God is bound by moral integrity, and there is fate...
Looking at the announcement on the street, Bei Mingxian's mouth raised a disdainful smile.
Is it really nice to say, died young?
His father really took his face more importantly than anything else. Why didn't he say that he was attached to the throne and refused to pass on the throne? Since he had established himself as the prince, why should he rely on everything.
Thinking that his mother was given to death by the emperor, Bei Mingxian's heart was full of hatred for the old emperor!
An Xia stood beside him with a look of embarrassment. She wouldn't say that she forced the queen's death. Since Bei Mingxian thought it was the old emperor, then she was happy that someone would give her a scapegoat.
"Prince, I won't give it away if the road ahead is slim."
"Hehe, yeah, the road ahead is slim. You were so dismissive when this palace was the prince supreme. Now that this palace is reduced to a commoner, why would you look at it more?" Bei Mingxian laughed at himself.
An Xia's lips twitched wildly, where is this?
My mother doesn't look at you, it has a relationship with your identity. Besides, at that time you wandered in the palace every day, and someday I didn't look at you!
Although I was angry, I didn't bother to yell with Bei Mingxian. From the corner of my eye, I suddenly found a few sneaky people on the corner of the street, seeming to follow them.
"Oops, prince, you shouldn't stay here for long. The court must have sent someone to search for you in secret. Now the whole country has been informed that you are dead, so you are no longer the prince of Beiming. You must be careful in your words and deeds." After speaking, An Xia clasped his fists in both hands, made a farewell gesture, and turned and left.
Bei Mingxian suddenly blessed his soul. I don’t know what he thought. She grabbed An Xia’s arm and couldn’t help asking:
You’re also a wanted criminal now. Why don’t you go with me? Not a prince, just be a couple of gods, okay?"
He had wanted to say these words a long time ago, because they were a hindrance to face, but now he can't help it anymore.
After all, An Xia Ruo was ruthless to him, how could he risk saving him?
An Xia clicked in her heart. The familiar words were more like what Bei Mingxiao said, but when she turned her head, she saw Bei Mingxian's face.
There are some things that can't be forced, such as the person in my heart who is not the one in front of me, even if I ask for anything, there is no such thing as cherishing.
I had to shook my head without looking at him: "Prince, the bank note in the package is enough for you to find a remote town and be a rich man for more than a year."
Benevolence is the best!
An Xia had used, betrayed, and betrayed Bei Mingxian, but at this moment, when Bei Mingxian completely left the center of Beiming's political power, all sentiments and hatreds disappeared.
Is it generous? An Xia shook her head, thinking of the queen, all this was naturally the queen's life, and she had no spare money to make up for it.
As for money? Haha, the queen has been in business for many years and has accumulated wealth. There are many industries in the capital in the dark, but from today onwards it is her Anxia.
The point for Bei Mingxian is drizzle.
Bei Mingxian understands that to this day, he can't let An Xia change anything for himself.
As a prince, I couldn't make this woman treat each other with one heart.
Can only sigh and let go.
After sending away Bei Mingxian, An Xia also fulfilled his promise and returned to the Xiao Palace.
Although the wanted for her is still not over, but the modified appearance is unrecognizable even if someone close to her does not pay attention.
"What's wrong with you?" As soon as An Xia entered the door, she found that Bei Mingxiao and Mo Yuan's expressions were a bit wrong.
Mo Yuan looked at the two of them, and said goodbye.
An Xia looked at Bei Mingxiao questioningly, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Mo Yuan? He will leave as soon as I get back?"
"I have to tell you something..." Bei Mingxiao's eyes were dark, and he stopped talking. When he looked at An Xia, he was a little bit dodge, more distressed. As soon as he spoke, An Xia waved his hand: "Well, I'll talk about something when I come back. I'm going to visit my mother."
With that said, An Xia hurried out.
"An Xia, wait, Mrs. An, she... is gone." Bei Mingxiao knew that An Xia took Madam An very seriously, but there were some things he had to say, even if the truth was cruel.
Sure enough, An Xia's body was stunned, with one foot still holding the posture of stepping out, her face was gloomy and terrible, and some people couldn't believe it and slowly turned her head and asked: "What did you say?"
Bei Mingxiao worried about An Xia and walked over to support her shoulders: "I also just got news that Madam An's condition has deteriorated and she has returned."
"Illness worsened?" An Xia screamed as if she was trampled on pain: "Fart! Who said that! I diagnosed her and left the medicine. How could it get worse! Are you lying to me!"
"Anxia!" Bei Mingxiao shouted: "I know you are sad now, but don't lose your mind. The news is accurate. Mo Yuan has already personally visited Anfu."
He didn't want An Xia to be too painful because of this, nor did he want to make radical moves.
"No, no, I don't believe it." An Xia shook her head vigorously.
"I'll accompany you to An's Mansion." Bei Mingxiao said simply, pulling An Xia's hand, and the two of them took advantage of the dim sky, dressed up again, and mixed into An's Mansion.
The news of Mrs. Ann’s death just came out, and the mansion was just hastily arranged.
An Xia looked dazed, she couldn't believe it.
Although Mrs. Ann did not have a deep friendship with her, this body was born and raised by Mrs. Ann after all, and she was also used to the existence of such a mother.
Even if she faces many dangers and many constraints, in An Xia's heart, Mrs. An has always been a very important person.
Unexpectedly, he died suddenly.
For a while, it was naturally unacceptable.
However, what makes An Xia sad the most is that she has arranged it. How could Mrs. An die suddenly?
Not so much sadness as more doubts.
Beiming Xiao Qingche Shulu took An Xia to Mrs. An's yard, and many of the people were busy.
Although Mrs. Ann is not favored for saving money, and An Shucheng has no good face for her, but it is a big death, not to mention Mrs. An’s family is General Wei’s mansion.
Now that Wei Siyuan leads the Yulin Army, it can be said that he is in full swing!
The coffin is the best, and the white satin is also the best silk. Everything in the mourning hall is extremely precious.
But what use are these?
People cannot come back from death.
An Xia mingled in the crowd, her disdain at the corners of her mouth did not hide at all.
"Hurry up, I'll stop outside." Bei Mingxiao said anxiously.
An Xia was left alone in the mourning hall. This would be time for dinner. No one came over. An Xia did not hesitate and pushed the coffin away...
That's it.
An Xia was cold, and out of the mourning hall, Bei Mingxiao followed.
"I'm going to kill An Shucheng."
"Don't be impulsive." When Bei Mingxiao saw An Xia's complexion, he knew that something must have happened, and it was probably related to Madam An's death.
"I didn't expect my mother to be beaten like that by him. He won't give up. Will she have to die?" An Xia roared in a low voice.
Bei Mingxiao is naturally transparent to outsiders: "Things are not necessarily so simple. Even if Mrs. An dies in Anfu, it does not mean that the Taishi did it. Moreover, the current power of the Wei family is not what it used to be, too. How could the teacher give up this help?"
Bei Mingxiao's words successfully stumbled An Xia's footsteps.
"Not An Shucheng?" An Xia frowned tightly.
Yes, the current An Shucheng is indeed a period of political crisis, but the Wei family is just the opposite. This is long and the other disappears, An Shucheng has been on the wrong team, and now the prince is "dead", it is difficult to guarantee his political future It will not end.
But the Wei family and him are married!
If An Shucheng is in trouble at this time, according to Mrs. An's temperament, he will definitely live and die together, and the Wei family will not be in trouble with An Shucheng if he does not look at the face of the monk or the Buddha.
"I see." An Xia's expression flashed: "Zhao Jingmei!"
For that woman, An Xia really regretted not getting rid of it earlier.
Bei Mingxiao shook his head: "It is not certain that it is Zhao Jingmei, but she is the most suspicious person, but I will find her now.
"Okay." An Xia nodded.
The two followed the way they came and left Anjia again.
The next day, An Shucheng died of an illness with his wife, mentally and physically exhausted. </p>
