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Chapter 115 The Royal Family (55)

Concubine Rong's hysterical shouts echoed in her ears, and Yong Jing smiled from the bottom of her heart.

If you will get retribution if you do bad things, then the emperor and Concubine Rong's mother and son will have fallen into a place of eternal doom.

The Second Prince and Concubine Rong were dragged out of the emperor's bedroom with disheveled hair.

As for where he went in the end, no one paid attention.

All the ministers present held their breath one by one, for fear of offending Yong Jing who was beside the dragon bed.

In the past, they all thought that although the third prince was favored by the emperor, he had no inkling and was incompetent in writing and martial arts.

On weekdays, when the emperor asks him to run an errand, he always dislikes this and that, and never manages it well.

Even if there were ministers who supported the third prince before, it was because of the emperor's love for him, and most of them were small officials of the fourth and fifth ranks.

Those senior officials either remained neutral, or stood on the side of He Wang, or stood on the side of the second prince.

No one expected that it was such a third prince, but he was the one who hid the most deeply.

Following the downfall of the Eastern Palace and the second prince who was favored by the emperor recently, the third prince, who seemed to be a dandy and cruel, but actually had a deep palace, became the final winner.

Fortunately, they used to compete for the emperor to establish the prince as soon as possible every morning, but now the third prince directly crossed the East Palace and took the supreme position.

If they had known this earlier, they would have established a good relationship with the third prince.

"Prime Minister, read the imperial decree." Yong Jing watched the emperor's trembling and rolling eyelids, and ordered lightly.

The prime minister and his entourage stood far away at the door, and they couldn't see what was going on inside, and the emperor was so tightly covered by the tall Yong Jing that he couldn't see clearly at all.

"Following heaven's fortune, the emperor ordered that the third prince, Yongjing, inherit the fate of the emperor's family, Hongxiu, a sage, obeys my order, belongs to the order of ethics, and enters Fengzong."

After the imperial decree was read, the prime minister paused for a moment, glanced at Yong Jing quietly, and then raised his voice, "Kneel!"

It's all come to this point, it's impossible not to kneel.

All the ministers lifted the corners of their robes and knelt down one after another, saying in unison, "Long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live."

As soon as the emperor, who was lying immobile on the dragon bed, woke up, he heard his good prime minister reading the imperial decree, and then heard his courtiers kneeling in front of him and worshiping Yongjing, a peasant woman who was born out of nowhere.

Long live!
Before his long live is dead, he started to call others long live!
All of them are really his dear lovers!

After struggling a lot, the emperor desperately opened his eyes, and met Yong Jing's gaze.

Yong Jing raised his lips indistinctly, and said in a low voice, "Father, can you hear me clearly?"

After all, without looking at the emperor's distorted face, Yong Jing continued, "Xiao Rong and Yong Xiuyun will definitely entertain them well."

"In front of you." Yong Jing added with a smile, then turned around to face the ministers, raised his hands and said in a flat tone, "All love you, please be safe."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Father is awake now, but he can no longer speak because of the deep poisoning." As soon as Yong Jing finished speaking, the emperor spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yong Jing only took a glance and looked away, unwilling to do anything on the surface, "Declaration of my order, Xiao Shi and Yong Xiuyun poisoned the Supreme Emperor, and ordered Ling Chi to die."

A minister heard strange movements on the dragon bed, raised his head and looked up boldly, then lowered his head in horror.

[-]. Does the emperor want to directly kill the Supreme Emperor?
The quilt was stained red with blood, how could the emperor turn a blind eye?

But this is not what he should ask as a petty official. As a stubborn and unyielding weed, he must do his duty as a weed.

(End of this chapter)