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The sound of Koubusie's pain came from the palace.
He knelt down and begged the emperor to summon the imperial physician to treat him.
The emperor stood there coldly. Perhaps he was waiting for Buxie to admit his mistake, or perhaps he wanted to punish Buxie.
"Please save my child. I'll ask anyone for help."
Later, there was finally no sound in the palace.
The emperor's face changed.
He ran to the palace gate first, and Cao Zhaonan came to stop him. The two started fighting, and the emperor kicked open the palace gate.
He swore that he didn't want to see that scene again in his life, otherwise, he would rather die.
Bu Xie was lying on the bed, covered in blood, unable to move.
Her trousers were pulled down to her knees, revealing her skin which was dazzlingly white.
She held the dagger.
He had given her the dagger that day. He remembered that her eyes were full of light when she took the dagger. He teased her, saying that it was not the first time the emperor had given her a reward, and she was so happy!
She shook her head and said that it was the first time the emperor gave her something she liked. She didn't like gold, silver, jewelry, or precious paper, pens, ink and inkstone.
She said, Brother Haibing.
When there were no outsiders around, she would call him like this, and she would not call herself "this queen".
She said, “The emperor often gave me calligraphy and paintings. I know they are precious, but they are only what my sister likes.
Before my eyes, there was a bloody hole under her belly. A baby was lying on the quilt beside her, and the snow-white satin had been completely stained blood red. The baby's umbilical cord was still attached to her.
She had a difficult labor and the birth canal was not wide enough for the baby to come out, so she used such a tragic method.
It was said that her medical skills were extremely high, no less than any other great doctor in the palace, but the kick from the emperor injured her internal organs, and she could not get medicine to heal herself. At this moment, she could not resist the pain of her body to sew herself up, and she did not have any medical tools, as they had been taken away by the emperor, who had thrown away all the things she liked in the palace.
All the palace people present screamed in fear. His eyes suddenly became hot and he even forgot the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects. He swung his sword to cut the umbilical cord and held the child in his arms.
It was a girl. Her eyes were open, and like her mother, she would not move. Although she was covered in blood, her beautiful features could still be vaguely seen.
The emperor stared blankly at her lying on the bed with her eyes wide open.
His heart moved, and he looked in the direction she refused to close her gaze, and saw two people crouching on the top of the palace beam.
One was an ugly young man, and the other was a delicate and elegant man in a brocade robe. He was the eighth prince. Although they were not close, he could clearly see the tears in the young man's eyes. The eighth prince, on the other hand, had no expression at all. His dark eyes were fixed on the woman on the bed. There was no sadness, no shock, only emptiness and silence.
The young man was an alert man and noticed him immediately. He stretched out his hands and hugged the little prince tightly in his arms, his eyes filled with determination and murderous intent in an instant.
He knew that this young man was the Ah Tie that Bu Xie often mentioned. Ah Tie's eyes were filled with desperate determination. He knew that this young man was ready to fight to the death and lead the Eighth Prince to kill!
Cao Zhaonan's eyes flashed and seemed to be looking at him, so he quickly lowered his head.
He knew very well that if anyone discovered the two people on the beam, even the Eighth Prince would have no choice but to die. The emperor was cruel and would never allow this son who had witnessed his mother's tragic death to stay in this world.
After Bu Xie died, the Eighth Prince was raised by Concubine Zhuang for a while, but he often quarreled with Concubine Zhuang's son. The emperor was very angry.
Although he was the emperor's closest bodyguard, he also had time to leave the palace and rest.
One night, when he was working in his mansion, a man broke in.
It’s A Tie.
He was full of doubts. The young man with a strong character and martial arts skills even better than his lifted his clothes, knelt in front of him and presented him a letter.
He took it without hesitation.
The handwriting on the letter was clear and powerful. If you hadn't seen the address, how would you have known that the letter was written by a child of seven or eight years old
—Jinghongyi~I want to leave the palace and set up a residence. I urgently need your help. I beg Fangming, Erjing, Bishui and others to leave with Hong. Today's great favor will be repaid a thousand times in the future!
He suddenly remembered the recent discord between the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince. It turned out that there was something subtle behind it. The Eighth Prince did all these things on purpose. He didn't look like a child at all. He seemed even more sophisticated than the adults who had experienced many ups and downs.
He sighed deeply, and the next day he went to the palace on duty, pretending to casually ask about the eighth prince's recent situation.
The emperor said that he still argued with the ninth child, saying that he was originally a smart and humble child, and he didn't know how he became like this.
He took the opportunity to say that it was probably because of Concubine Chang's death that the Eighth Prince was depressed and unable to express his feelings. After all, when Concubine Chang passed away, the Eighth Prince was in Concubine Zhuang's palace and was unable to see his mother for the last time. Why didn't the Emperor make an exception for the age at which the princes could be released from the palace to set up their own residences, and send Fang Ming, the eunuch who used to serve Concubine Chang, out to serve and discipline him, and also send the children adopted by Concubine Chang over to keep the young master company.
So the emperor quickly built a new palace outside the palace and promoted the eighth prince to Prince Rui.
However, not long after the new palace was built, there was a sudden fire in the palace. Prince Rui's appearance was ruined and his legs and feet were disabled. After that, he fell seriously ill and was never the same as before.
Although according to the ancestral system, Prince Rui had a large number of slaves because of his mother's status, but Prince Rui rarely interacted with his brothers, the palace, and the people in the court.
He sighed in his heart. He never married in his life and had only one adopted son, Zong Pu, who was a very smart child. It was not easy for him to show up in public, so he asked Zong Pu to visit Prince Rui's mansion occasionally in secret to see if Prince Rui needed any help.
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Text 098 Hailan's Qin Ge (2)
But many years passed, and the Prince Rui's mansion was quiet and peaceful. Prince Rui did not ask Zong Pu to bring back any words. Instead, Zong Pu and Prince Rui had a very close personal relationship. Prince Rui always asked Zong Pu to bring back some rare flowers and plants for him, saying that they were raised by him personally.
As for the others, only King Xia, under the instruction of Concubine Zhuang, would occasionally visit King Rui's mansion and bring back some things from the palace. But it was said that King Xia and King Rui's friendship seemed to be only superficial, and King Rui seemed to have no intention of joining King Xia's camp, so King Xia didn't care much about this brother.
He almost thought that the child who wrote to him that day had changed and lived in seclusion in the big city of Chaoge until the Xianyang Incident.
Buxie's ancestral home was in Xianyang, and he later moved to the south of the Yangtze River with his parents and sister.
He moved his lips slightly, but in the end he said nothing.
The emperor waved his hand and said, "Well, you have been with me for many years, and you are the only one who can make me feel at ease."
Xia Haibing lowered her voice, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Concubine Chang did do something wrong, but didn't Your Majesty think you were a little too harsh on her?"
Emperor Xiao slammed the table hard and roared, "I am not wrong! Chang Bushie is cruel, she shouldn't treat her sister like this, she broke my heart, she deserves to die!"
Seeing the anger and frustration in the emperor's eyes, Xia Haibing smiled bitterly and said, "Perhaps, in the end, the emperor hated Concubine Chang for her bad temper more than for the harm she had done to Concubine Fangfei."
The emperor's eyes darkened, and he stared at him coldly for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want to mention this woman anymore! You said you would rather believe that I didn't make a mistake about Jinghong, and I really think so. But if he knew about his mother, it would be a disaster."
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a smile.
Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Xia Haibing felt a chill down his spine and quickly knelt down. "Fifteen years ago, I knew what to say and what not to say, and it is still the same today."
"Well," the emperor finally responded calmly, "Let's get up."
Xia Haibing gritted his teeth and stood up, pretending to ask casually: "If one day, Master Eight notices something, Your Majesty..."
The emperor did not speak, but he saw a flash of cruelty in his eyes.
His heart sank and he sat back in his chair. After a long while, he heard the emperor say in a deep voice: "He won't know. The palace maids who knew about this incident are all dead. You go to the Xianwang Mansion to tell him that I have obtained solid evidence and know that the assassination was actually done by the Xianwang. If he is willing to give up his own hand and resign due to illness from now on, I will not present the evidence in court and spare his death penalty. Otherwise, he will be convicted according to the law of the country!"
A wind blew in from outside the prison, making the lights inside the prison half-bright and half-extinguished. Xia Haibing bowed and responded, knowing that the emperor's move was to protect the Rui Wang's proposal and force the Xian Wang to leave the court. The emperor was angry and would have dismissed the Xian Wang, but he still took his hand as a punishment.
I remembered something and wanted to tell the emperor, but in the end I didn't say it. Those who remember will always remember it, and those who don't remember or don't want to remember it at all why bother to mention it.
Tonight is actually the anniversary of Concubine Chang’s death.
At night, a horse-drawn carriage galloped on the streets of Chaoge.
Inside the car, a man in blue-gray clothes stared at the young man in white sitting opposite him and whispered, "Master, can you hold on?"
His voice was tense, and it was clear that the young man's condition was extremely serious.
When I looked at the place, the young man had his eyes closed tightly, and veins on his hands placed on both sides were bulging.
"Uncle Tie, it's okay."
These two people are King Rui and Lao Tie.
Lao Tie gritted his teeth and said, "You shouldn't leave the house today. Just let Jing Ping disguise himself as the prince."
Prince Rui chuckled and said, "No matter how good the disguise is, there will always be flaws. Unless you know the art of collarbone, it will be difficult to change your height. Otherwise, my father would not have allowed me to go to the north on behalf of my second brother. The servant of the Lang family is a vigilant person. I am the only one who can go on this matter."
"Master, didn't you say that the emperor would not reveal your advice to the wise king? It's okay for you not to appear as the crown prince tonight."
"That's right, but even if Father didn't say it, the Lang family and my eldest brother would still guess. Why does Father have new evidence when he has clearly already falsely accused the fifth brother or ninth brother? Most importantly, where did this evidence come from?"
"So, you deliberately let that servant hear your conversation with Miss Qingling?"
"Um."
Lao Tie nodded. In this way, the spearhead would be directed towards the prince, and the wise king would only hate the prince even more.
He thought of something and said, "Why do you still want to plead for the virtuous king? Do you want the emperor to think that you care about the brotherhood and have no suspicion?"
King Rui opened his eyes and smiled softly.
After a long while, Lao Tie heard him say calmly: "Uncle Tie, actually, my elder brother is just a pitiful man."
Lao Tie was startled, "If you let him go today, if he causes trouble to you in the future..."
"Kill, but that's it for tonight."
Lao Tie knew that although he spoke lightly, he always kept his word and acted ruthlessly, so he stopped worrying. However, he saw him suddenly tremble all over.
He was shocked and realized that the young master could no longer hold on.
He really shouldn't leave the house tonight, because today is the anniversary of Concubine Chang's death. Every year on this day, Prince Rui would lock himself in the secret room of his study and not see anyone. It was okay during the day, as he could still suppress it with his strong inner strength, but at night, he would lose his normal nature and go crazy. When he completely lost his mind and fell into madness, anyone who approached would surely die.
No one can control him except that man.
Lao Tie hurriedly asked, "Master, Miss Qingling also went there just now?"
Prince Rui nodded slightly, growled, and fell to the ground, but there was still a trace of gentleness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, "Well, she's coming,