After my rebirth, I became the Prince Regent's favorite

He stepped down from the dragon chair with slow steps and a tall posture.

Old King Yan was shaken all over, and his eyes widened in shock. He never expected that Emperor An would actually stand up.

Didn't it mean that he was paralyzed?

Is it pretentious?

Emperor An walked up to him and said, "Old King Yan, do you think I am paralyzed in bed like this?"

King Lao Yan replied with a white face: "It's okay for me to be happy that the emperor is happy. However, you can really feel relieved after letting a doctor diagnose your pulse. After all, just because you can walk now, it doesn't mean that you can walk in the future too!" "

"Presumptuous!" Anger surged on Emperor An's stern face.

He frowned and said, "Old King Yan, are you cursing me?"

Old King Yan was lying on the ground shivering, but his tone was stubborn and resolute: "I don't dare, I just care about the emperor's dragon body, and pay back the emperor's forgiveness!"

Emperor An finally figured it out, and King Yan would not give up until he achieved his goal.

He said in a deep voice: "Old King Yan, you keep saying that you are thinking about my health. In fact, you may think that I have become a paralytic and I am not worthy of being the king of this country at all, right?"

The true intention was exposed, and King Lao Yan suddenly felt like a light was on his back.

However, he still insisted on arguing: "I am extremely loyal to the emperor, and I also have great respect for the Xiao family royal family. Otherwise, I would not have suffered in the wilderness for decades!"

Emperor An looked at him deeply, and after a long time he slowly said: "Okay, I agree to let the doctor you brought to diagnose your pulse!"

After hearing his approval, Old Yan King quickly looked at the old man next to him.

He quickly bowed forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please give your wrist to the common people!"

Emperor An handed it over and reminded in a deep voice: "You must make a good diagnosis and tell the old King the truth truthfully, lest he worry that I will become a paralytic in the future!"

The words were unpleasant, but Old Yan Wang did not argue.

He just looked at the doctor with anxiety, his expression solemn and complicated.

After a long time, the doctor said in a deep voice: "The emperor's health is not serious, but it's a common man's shame!"

Old Yan King was almost unsteady on his feet. If Xiao Jin hadn't supported him first, he would have fallen to the ground.

How could this be?

Mingming's spies in the palace sent him news that the emperor would definitely become a paralytic in the future.

He thought an opportunity had come, so he returned to Beijing with his family.

But he didn't expect that the joy was all in vain?

Why didn't he become paralyzed?

Old Yan King's eyes were full of malice and hatred. He had been waiting for so many years and he didn't have much time left to live.

If he cannot allow his grandson to ascend the throne in his lifetime, he will not rest in peace until his death.

Seeing his complicated expression, Emperor An showed a gentle smile: "Old King Yan, aren't you worried now? I am very strong and will be fine for decades to come!"

The old King Yan's heart felt like needles pricking his heart, but he still wanted to remain calm on his face.

He pretended to be happy and said: "I am relieved to know that the emperor is fine. I am getting old and will feel dizzy if I stand for a while. If the emperor has no instructions, I will go back first!"

Emperor An waved his hand: "Old King Yan, please come!"

Old King Yan was helped away by Xiao Jin, his steps staggering a little.

After they left, An Di's originally calm face suddenly changed. Cold sweat continued to flow from his forehead uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground.

Xiao Sheng hurriedly held his arm, and he said gratefully: "Thank you, uncle!"

Xiao Sheng reminded him in his ear: "Old King Yan is cunning and suspicious, please bear with me a little longer!"

An Di forced himself to stand firm when he heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside, and then Xiao Jin walked in and said, "Jin'er left in a hurry just now and forgot to ask the emperor if he was going to hold a reception banquet for his grandfather? What if? When is it going to be held? We should be well prepared!"

As he spoke, he looked at An Di's face.

Emperor An stood with his hands behind his hands, frowning and thinking: "Although the old King Yan has been away from the capital for many years, he left under the imperial edict after all. It is not appropriate to hold a grand reception banquet. I hope he can understand my difficulties!"

Xiao Jin quickly said: "Jin'er knows, I will definitely convey the emperor's wishes to my grandfather!"

After he saluted respectfully, he turned around and left.

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that Emperor An grabbed Xiao Sheng's arm with force. He trembled and murmured: "Uncle, you were so thoughtful that you actually guessed that that old fox, King Yan, would come back to kill him!"

Xiao Sheng helped him to the dragon chair and said: "He will definitely not give up. During this period, you should be more careful. Whether it is the things at the entrance or the objects to be used, they must be carefully inspected to avoid him. The dog is so anxious that he jumps over the wall!"

Emperor An nodded heavily: "Yes, I will be careful, but does that saint really let the imperial aunt hold a husband-selection banquet for her?"

Xiao Sheng hesitated for a moment and then said: "There is a bereaved family behind the saint. No matter who she is married to, she will be a huge threat to the royal family in the future. What does the emperor think?"

Emperor An was dumbfounded: "Uncle, you won't let me take her into the harem, will you? I don't mind giving her a palace to live in, but won't she become the eyes of the old King Yan? Then my body will inevitably be hidden. of!"

Xiao Sheng reassured: "Looking at their plan, they want to live in Beijing for a while, so don't rush to arrange this!"

Only then did An Di soften his expression. He grabbed his legs hard, feeling that he was useless.

When Xiao Jin returned to the carriage, Old Yan Wang asked anxiously: "Jin'er, how are you? Can you see anything?"

He shook his head in disappointment: "Grandpa, the emperor is still standing. He is standing with the regent, and he seems to be discussing things. His face is calm and composed, and it doesn't look like he is trying to force himself!"

"Bang!" Old Yan Wang angrily punched the small table with his fist.

Princess Wanyi and the Saint were startled. They huddled in the corner and did not dare to say a word.

Xiao Jin comforted: "Grandpa, don't be angry. The emperor's serious injury must not be groundless. My grandson always feels that they are hiding something. Otherwise, why are the regent and regent princess here?"

Old King Yan closed his eyes forcefully and said: "I have been planning for many years, and I can't fall short just at the last moment!"

Xiao Jin looked at him in surprise: "Grandpa, what are you going to do?"

He said loudly: "No matter whether he becomes paralyzed or not, I will decide on this throne!"

He turned to look at the doctor: "Didn't you say before that there was a medicine that could make people sleepy and turn them into living dead?"

The doctor nodded: "Yes, there is such a medicine called Seven Day Incense!"

The old King Yan spoke slowly: "It's time to use the secret chess piece in the palace and ask him to find a way to mix this medicinal powder into Emperor An's meals!"

Xiao Jin said worriedly: "Grandpa, if the plan fails, then wouldn't we have scrapped the dark chess piece?"

The old King Yan glared at him: "The road to seizing the throne is to step on corpses all the way. So what if you depose him? You are the one who wants to be the emperor. You won't even pity such a pawn, right?"

Xiao Jin hurriedly shook his head: "My grandson has no sympathy for him, he just feels that it is not easy to train An Qi. If he is abolished, it will be difficult to find out the news in the palace."

Old Yan Wang didn't understand this truth, but he had no choice.

No matter what, Emperor An must fall before his birthday feast.

When the time comes, he can naturally make Jin'er the crown prince who succeeds him.

After the carriage returned to Prince Yan's Mansion, Xiao Jin quietly contacted An Qi in the palace.

As night fell, Xiao Sheng still stayed in the meeting hall to discuss with Emperor An about the birthday banquet.

After all, this is a major event since the founding of the dynasty, and there must be no carelessness.

At this time, a little palace maid carried a food box and walked quickly to the newly promoted eunuch Du Yunze and said: "Eunuch Du, this is the old ginseng soup that the queen asked the imperial kitchen to cook for the emperor. Could you please help deliver it to me?" go in!"

Eunuch Du quickly reached out to take it and walked into the hall with it.

He said respectfully: "Report to the Emperor, the Queen has ordered someone to bring you ginseng soup!"

An Di subconsciously reached out to take it and drink it, but was directly stopped by Xiao Sheng.

"What's wrong, uncle? Do you want to drink too?" he asked subconsciously.

Xiao Sheng couldn't help but frown: "Have you forgotten what I told you before? You must be careful about anything that comes into your mouth!"

An Di argued carefully: "There shouldn't be any problems with the things the Queen sent, right?"

Xiao Sheng will not be careless. There are many people in this palace.

Besides, if the old King Yan is sure that Emperor An will become paralyzed in the future, then there must be spies in the palace.

He said in a deep voice: "Yunze, go find Dr. Feng and ask him to test whether there has been any manipulation in this soup!"