Chapter 301: Temple of Heaven

Seeing Yan Suyue lying there quietly, her face a little pale, but breathing evenly, the emperor was relieved. .
Just now, the little palace lady in Yan Suyue's palace ran to say that the princess was gone, and he was really frightened.
He really cared about the little girl in front of him.
"It doesn't matter if the princess drinks too much, I will accompany you to drink." The emperor suddenly became interested and said to Concubine Yan Gui, strode out of the inner hall and sat down at the table.
And Mother Lan had already sent someone to make arrangements. Before the emperor came in, Mother Lan sneaked away the court ladies and eunuchs, and of course she threatened them severely.
No one dares to say anything about what just happened in the Fairview Palace.
Originally, these people were going to be killed, but now Yan Suyue is alive, there is no need, and Yan Guifei does not want to have too much blood debt on her hands.
Concubine Yan Gui took a deep look at the Longfeng Bed, worried about An Xia, but had to go with the emperor.
Rong De, who had been hiding in the dark, was also a little nervous. It was really annoying for the emperor to come at this time.
In this way, Anxia would not be able to leave the palace if the emperor did not leave.
With a charming smile on her face, Concubine Yan directly sat next to the bed, very close, with a glass of wine in her hand, and delivered it directly to the emperor’s lips: "The emperor, the concubine respects you."
She hugged Yan Suyue in her arms, warm fragrant nephrite in her arms, good wine and delicacies in front, and a deep smile on his face, as soon as she raised her head, she drank the wine in the glass cleanly.
Concubine Yan Gui was a little surprised: "The emperor is in good spirits, and his concubine respects you again. The emperor has always loved his concubine well. The concubine is grateful, but the concubine is incompetent. He has never been able to give birth to a boy and a half girl... …"
Having said that, he paused for a while, lowered his head, tears rolling in his big eyes.
How much she wished she could have a child of her own, so she didn't have to do this calculation, she would do everything step by step.
"I don't have to blame myself, the days are still long." The emperor also looked forward to the child in the womb of Concubine Yan Gui, but no one can change it after such an accident.
His arms around Concubine Yan Gui became tighter, and there was a touch of pity on his face.
While speaking, she pressed a kiss on her lips.
Although the emperor is already a chicken skin, but Yan Guifei is willing to be close to him, these few days, she must let the emperor's mind rest on her, otherwise she will miss the post.
Fortunately, the emperor's body was unharmed, and he persisted to this day.
What she fears most is the sudden death of the emperor, leaving her concubine without an heir, and the rest of her life is afraid of bleak.
Concubine Yan Gui took the opportunity to kiss the emperor back, holding his neck tightly with both hands, but feeling a little nervous.
She was afraid that An Xia would be discovered.
"The emperor..." Yan Guifei looked charming and smiled, and walked with her hands on the emperor's chest, terrified of teasing.
She had to let Xia find a chance to leave. If Yan Suyue is still awake, the emperor may make an order to be sent back to the little princess's bedroom, and the trouble will be big.
Therefore, Concubine Yan Gui couldn't care about anything else, and kept inviting the emperor in the day.
After all, the emperor is old and weak. He stayed unmoved at this time and just hugged Concubine Yan's waist: "Actually, Concubine Ai already has an heir. Eleven is your son. I will make an order."
He also enjoyed the feeling that Concubine Yan Gui brought to him, holding his arms around her and refused to let go, and put his hands on her proud chest and refused to leave.
"Thank you, Saint." Concubine Yan Gui also sighed. With the words of the emperor, she would not spend the rest of her life in the cold, at least she could leave with her.
But her purpose is more than that, she must let An Xia leave.
Still stuck in the arms of the emperor, squeezing the emperor with his own proud stickers, holding up the wine glass with one hand: "Thank you, my concubine, holy, long live master."
While talking, he took a sip and brought his lips closer to the emperor.
At this moment, the old emperor was interested, and he also cooperated with Concubine Yan Gui.
Although Yan Guifei is not as young and beautiful as Yan Suyue, her mature charm is not what Yan Suyue does, and she knows the emperor better than others, so she soon made the emperor unable to extricate herself.
An Xia slowly got up from Yan Suyue's side, signaled her pulse again, and left with confidence.
Concubine Yan's groans came from behind...
Because Yan Suyue was not awake, her marriage was postponed for a few days.
In the past few days, Concubine Yan Gui has gone to the Temple of Heaven to worship with the emperor.
An Xia also dressed up and went to the Temple of Heaven with Wei Siyuan's army. No one knew about this.
However, Wei Siyuan was very worried. He arranged An Xia by his side and could see her at any time, even more regretful for agreeing to her.
He has already agreed and cannot be changed. He only prays that nothing will happen. If he can return to the imperial city from the Temple of Heaven safely and smoothly, he will not be known by Bei Mingxiao.
That way, he will be safe.
Because after the seal was about to be sealed, all the officials also went forward to sacrifice to heaven, and Yan Zheng was no exception.
Today's Yan Zheng has no energy. He also heard about Yan Suyue's sleeplessness, and what he wanted was not delivered from the palace.
The disappearance of Ye Wenqi also made Yan Zheng a little worried.
However, based on his understanding of Ye Wenqi, he only thinks that he will fly high. After all, what Ye Wenqi has done for him over the years will not survive in the Beiming royal family.
Because of this, Yan Zheng's plan has not changed.
When he saw Bei Mingxiao, he clenched his fists involuntarily, and his face darkened a bit at this time. Everything in this palace was managed by Bei Mingxiao, which made Yan Zheng a little bit jealous of him.
These days, he has been paying attention to Bei Mingxiao, and he knows that only the third prince can confront him.
The prince was defeated, and the second prince died.
At the beginning, if it hadn't been for the third prince to be sick, and seeing that his life was not long, he would not have let Bei Mingxiao live to this day.
It was a mistake and hatred for eternity. Now Bei Mingxiao not only holds great power, but also Zhou Hongchang, Wei Pengtang, Mo Yuan and Wei Siyuan him, as well as the support of hundreds of officials.
Although he has not established a reserve, he still has power and authority to speak more than when the prince was in power.
Moreover, the old emperor handed over power to Bei Mingxiao little by little.
Now Bei Mingxiao no longer has the shadow of being sick and sick with the prince back then, nor is it the same as before.
Today's Bei Ming Xiao stomped his feet, and he could make Bei Ming Imperial City tremble three times.
This time the post-approval of the Temple of Heaven was also arranged by Bei Mingxiao. Needless to say, most of the arrangements here are for Yan Zheng.
Wen, martial arts, and music are all arranged by Bei Mingxiao himself. Most of them are his people. These people are the closest to the emperor, so they are all responsible for protecting the emperor.
As for the nine rituals of sacrifice, Bei Mingxiao replaced the emperor one by one.
"The last time the Temple of Heaven exploded, we didn't find the person behind the scenes, so what about another explosion this time?" Yan Zheng said coldly. He dared to come, he must be prepared to retreat.
Although Bei Mingxiao revealed his strength and abilities, Yan Zheng did not take him seriously.
After all, too young, is still good and spicy!
The man in black beside Yan Zheng responded, "Everything is arranged."
Yan Zheng nodded and was very satisfied: "The emperor is very old. This time the sacrifice must be performed by the three princes, but the sacrificial text must be read by the emperor. Then, they will all be together!"
He clenched his fists bitterly while speaking.
"Subordinates understand." The man in black nodded and turned and left.
Immediately, Yan Zheng arranged for some people to enter the Temple of Heaven.
The worship of the Temple of Heaven is a very solemn and rigorous ritual, and all officials are trembling, afraid to make any mistakes.
On the contrary, Concubine Yan Gui had a smile on her face, bathing and fasting very religiously, and Buddha burning incense.
She came here for the second time, but she knew that this time, with An Xia and Bei Mingxiao, there would be no more problems.
Therefore, she was only one step away from the back position.
At this step, she has to go past.
"Emperor Concubine, the king is here." Mother Lan said with some worry, looking at Concubine Yan in white.
I was still thinking about how to take this step, when I heard that Yan Zheng was coming, he froze a bit, and the Buddhist beads in his hand almost fell to the ground.
It took a long time before he eased his emotions and calmed his mind: "Let him come in."
This was in the Temple of Heaven, she didn't believe Yan Zheng would dare to do anything.
After all, she couldn't resist a father and daughter.
In fact, Concubine Yan Gui understood better that her post was exchanged for the throne of Yan Zheng.
She didn't blame this father, because their father and daughter were selfish, and they were all thinking about their own interests.
"Manny, you must be careful." Mother Lan asked again before she left.
She has been with Concubine Yan Gui for many years, and she has a clear view of the Yan family's grievances.
Even the origin of this ceremonial offering to the heavens is known.
Concubine Yan nodded: "Don't worry, the emperor is next door. He doesn't dare to do anything, and now, he doesn't want to tear his skin. After all, I am his daughter."
The main Yan Suyue is falling asleep, and Yan Zheng cannot know the specific things in the palace.
Mother Lan led Yan Zheng in, and then backed out. The father and daughter hadn’t seen each other for a long time. At the beginning, Concubine Yan did everything for the Yan family, even for Bei Mingxian. This time, Concubine Yan is the one. Really fight for yourself.
Here is the Zhai Palace, with rigorous layout, elegant environment and very pleasant.
Yan Zheng walked in all the way, looking around, looking very casual, without any extra emotions.
That really came to attend the daughter's post-season ceremony.
"Father." Concubine Yan Gui looked reverent and stood up to welcome Yan Zheng into the palace.
Both had a hypocritical smirk.
"The imperial concubine empress." Yan Zheng was also very disappointed with this daughter, and his tone was not very good at this time: "The old minister is here to congratulate the empress, there is nothing valuable in the house, this is your mother left, so stay with you Right."
He took out a wooden box and carved a dragon and a phoenix, which was very delicate.
Concubine Yan Gui froze for a moment. Her mother had been dead for many years, but Yan Zheng had never corrected the concubine in the mansion. It was a kind of nostalgia for the dead princess.
It's just that after so many years, I have never heard of anything left by my mother and concubine.
How do you think of it to yourself now? There must be some conspiracy.
But she had to pick it up. After all, she was left by her mother and concubine. She didn't have much affection for Yan Zheng's father, but she still had some for her mother.
"Thank you, father." At this time, the Yan family only had one daughter. Yan Suyue was "dead", and Yan Xinyue was also lost. Therefore, this thing can only be Yan Qiyue's concubine.
"By the way, father, how's eldest brother?" Yan Guifei still couldn't help but ask Yan Zongyue. If Yan Zongyue is not in a coma and still holds great power, the Yan family's situation may be different, and Yan The situation of the imperial concubine will be different.
She still sighed from the bottom of her heart.
Hearing this, Yan Zheng's face darkened, and he shook his head: "Unless..."</p>