Chapter 81: Taifu, how about marrying? (Twenty-nine)

Since that day, Dong Haoyang has reported illness and has not entered the DPRK in March.
The chill around Heng Rui's body was heavier day by day. Later, when talking, it seemed to be mixed with scum.
Yuan Jingdi couldn't help looking at Heng Rui's performance, and said to the supervisor next to him, "The Prince is so worried about Tai Fu, he is really a man of serious affection. He's really right. He gave Jiang Shan to his hands. She's also relieved. Cough, cough! "
Yuan Jingdi said at the end that he could not help coughing loudly, and his face was extremely pale.
Seeing this, the chief hurried forward to hand over a Jing Yuandi to the emperor, and after he took over, he patted him gently on the back.
Yuan Jingdi covered his mouth with a papa, and then reached out to prevent the eunuch's chief from moving.
He looked at the blood he had coughed, with a bitter color on his face. "It seems that time is running out, and it is also time to hand over this position."
The chief looked terrified, "Your Majesty, you are so rich, you will live forever!"
"Okay, needless to say these false ones," Yuan Jingdi laughed. "I know what kind of body I am. I know the old slippers of the great doctors. Although I always say good things when I talk to you, but what about you? They may not hear what they say. "
"Yi's body is also getting weaker and weaker, and now I can't deal with the government. Although most of the government has been in the hands of the prince, I'm relieved a lot, but I'm still tired."
Yuan Jingdi sighed, "It's time to pass on the position to Hengrui. The child is kind-hearted and has a gulf to deal with."
"The Prince is the blood of the true dragon, inheriting your wise and martial arts, and naturally, it is also very outstanding."
After listening to this, Yuan Jingdi seemed to be in a good mood, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, since it's so, let's make a fuss."

In the 22nd year of Yuanjing, Emperor Yuanjing promulgated the edict, which is said to be located in Prince Hengrui.
During the ceremony, Prince Fu Donghaoyang, the long-awaited prince, participated in the ceremony. Heng Rui, dressed in a dragon robe, was unusually majestic and domineering. At this moment, he looked at Dong Haoyang's pale and weak body, and couldn't help but feel nervous.
With a calm face, he ordered the Wang Xi next to him, and asked him to find an imperial doctor.
Heng Rui originally thought that Dong Haoyang's illness during this period of time was just an excuse for not wanting to see himself. Who knew that when he saw it today, he saw a weakness that he had never seen before.
During the period of Dong Haoyang's illness, Heng Rui didn't summon him, but he was stopped by him on the pretext of fear of spreading his illness. He had also come to see him personally, but he had never come in.
"Your Majesty, the ceremony is about to begin." The palace man next to him saw Heng Rui's eyes still staying on Prince Taifu and reminded him in a low voice.
Heng Rui heard his voice, so he closed his eyes.
During the entire ritual, Heng Rui's eyes would be cast on Dong Haoyang's body from time to time. Looking at his extra pale face, the coldness on Heng Rui's body became heavier and heavier.
Those around the ceremony were frightened by the coldness of the body, couldn't help speeding up their movements and trying to end as soon as possible.
It was exactly three hours before the ceremony was finally over.
Heng Rui has since officially changed from the prince of Yuan Ningguo to the monarch of one nation.
"Calling Prince and Prince Fu", Heng Rui's first thing after returning to the palace was to summon Dong Haoyang.
Looking at Dong Haoyang's cold face, Heng Rui's heart twitched. If it wasn't for the previous doctor's reply that Dong Haoyang's body was only weak, and there were no other problems, I am afraid he would have been worried for a long time now.
"Fu, are you okay?"
Dong Haoyang took two steps back and reverently replied, "Wei Chen is not a big deal, and his laborers care."
Heng Rui's outstretched hand froze there.
"Taifu, can't you really accept me?", Heng Rui clenched his hands, and his dark eyes never reached the bottom.
Dong Haoyang's posture remained unchanged, and he continued to say respectfully, "Why is your Majesty saying this, you are the monarch, Weichen is the court ...
Heng Rui interrupted his words, closed his eyes tightly, and bruised on the back of his hands.
"Tai Fu, let's step down first", the words are full of suppressed unknown emotions.
Dong Haoyang didn't even lift his head from beginning to end, and left the palace silently.
Shortly after he left, a horrible crashing sound burst out of some dim palaces.
Heng Rui closed her eyes, her chest undulating.
"Come here, clean up here"
By the time he opened his eyes again, the mess in that place had disappeared.
"Tai Fu, Tai Fu ..."
Heng Rui's dark eyes slowly calmed down, and the calmness was a little unusual.
The next day Prince Henri ascended the throne, promoted Dong Hao Yang to Tai Fu, and gave many precious medicinal materials and treasures.
For a moment, Dongfu Mentingruo City. Congratulatory people came one after another, but all were stopped by the doormen for reasons of the host's physical discomfort.
Among the many people who were blocked out of the door, a small middle-aged man appeared to stand out. Compared with the others with gifts in his hands, he looked extraordinarily embarrassed. Not only his hands were empty, but his face did not have the slightest joy, but his face was numb and gloomy. It doesn't look like he came to congratulate him, but he did come to seek revenge.
Because of the large number of people in front of Dongfu Gate, the doorman did not see him, and the middle-aged man just looked at the gate of Dongfu Numbly and turned away.
Inside East House.
Unlike the hustle and bustle outside, the extra quiet and tranquility of Dongfu is exceptional.
"Yanger", Mrs. Dong's face was full of worries. "The new emperor has just ascended the throne, but you only appeared once at the ceremony, and even this time the grandfather did not thank you. Will you be like this? A little bad "
Dong Haoyang poured a cup of tea rather calmly, with a faint smile on his mouth, "Mother, don't worry, drink some tea first."
Mrs. Dong frowned lightly and took over the tea cup in Dong Haoyang's hand. "Somehow, I always feel that since the day you said you were ill, you were a little bit wrong."
Dong Haoyang paused for tea.
"What's wrong with the baby, but I'm just tired and want to rest."
Mrs. Dong glanced at him, her eyes filled with unbelief, "You came out of your mother's belly, and you are telling the truth and the truth, isn't the mother able to tell the difference?"
Looking at Dong Haoyang's tea tasting there, in fact, her mind had no idea where to fly, Mrs. Dong could not help but sigh.
"If there is anything upsetting about Yang Er, just tell your mother, don't keep it in your heart."
Mrs. Dong gently held his hand, paused, and continued, "But it's about the new emperor."
Dong Haoyang's expression was still as usual, but his fingers could not help shaking.
Mrs. Dong couldn't find his abnormality, naturally she understood it, and her heart was a little worried.
Anything that has something to do with the emperor is really troublesome.
His son is a prince and a prince, and now he is promoted to a prince. The relationship with the original prince and the new emperor is naturally very close. Three months before the crown prince's ascension, his son had already claimed to be sick and refused to enter the DPRK. It should be that there was a dispute with the then-prince. In addition to these disputes, Mrs. Dong did not think otherwise. She was more worried that the prince would be bad for her son.
No matter how deep the relationship between them was, how could the current new emperor be a holy today, and Dong Haoyang could not be allowed to refute his face again and again.
"Yanger, although you don't know what the dispute between you and the saints is today, it's not a way to avoid it all the time. It's better to think about how to resolve it."
Dong Haoyang's lashes trembled.
Mrs. Dong continued, "You and the new emperor will inevitably have some encounters because of their position changes. Although he was expensive as a prince, you have been teaching him. I am afraid that you have always regarded him as a student apprentice. "
"Before you left Luannan, the new emperor was just sixteen years old. It was when the young needed to teach. At that time, it was understandable that you should treat him as a child and a student. But in the blink of an eye, four years passed. In more than a dozen, you have changed from a role of obedience to learning to a decision maker. You just said you had met the new emperor and said that you were no longer in the DPRK. I am afraid it is difficult to accept the change in your identity. "
Mrs. Dong stared at Dong Haoyang, looking dignified.
"Yanger, you have to remember that the Holy One is not the same child as before. You can't look at him with the previous eyes, let alone go on like this."
"Although there is a teacher-student relationship between you, the emperor's mind has always been elusive, and you must not attract the anger of the emperor because of his willfulness."
Dong Hao lifted his eyes, and Mrs. Dong later said nothing at all.
My head kept echoing, "He's not the same kid as before"
For a long while, Dong Haoyang's eyes suddenly restored his former glory, and he laughed wryly.
"Thank you mother, my baby knows."
Although Mrs. Dong didn't know what Dong Haoyang was thinking about, but seeing that her child had the same fascination as before, she naturally did not care about the details and happily held his hand.
"That's fine."
Dong Haoyang nodded and cast his sight in the direction of the imperial city. 2k novel reading network