The prince was definitely not poisoned. When everyone was worshipping the seventh prince in Xuande Hall, he was drinking and having fun with a few palace maids in his arms, so he was very happy. Hearing the voice of the palace servant and the guards pulling from outside the door, although he was extremely angry, it was not easy to come forward.
Several eunuchs followed the guards and cursed, saying that Concubine Cheng was so daring that she dared to take the prince to the mourning hall without authorization. However, a group of servants dared to humiliate even a dignified concubine, which shows how arrogant the prince is on weekdays.
However, these guards did not hesitate at all, and directly carried the "comatose" prince to the simple canopy bed, and said in a loud voice, "What are you arguing about, how many times have you said it, it's not Concubine Cheng who wants to see the prince, it's the seventh prince! It's the seventh prince! You should be punished by death!"
What the seventh prince is not the seventh prince, didn't he die early? How could several eunuchs believe this nonsense, and followed them all the way to curse, and some people thought that the emperor was in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so they ran to complain without knowing it. The prince lying on the bed was also full of suspicions, but even more annoyed. His heart said that the noble concubine Cheng had acted so boldly. This is because she saw Gu fell into a coma, and thought she would never wake up again
Thinking of this, he immediately decided to wake up at night and clean up all those chaotic ministers and thieves!
The group walked quickly to the Xuande Hall, and the heavy hall door opened automatically, bringing out a cold air. The guards shivered in unison, but did not dare to hesitate at all, and hurried in. The eunuchs and palace maids who followed behind and scolded also filed in, seeing the emperor surrounded by everyone in the corner, and seeing the faint candlelight, which felt wrong.
Where, where are the candles of this color? He turned everyone into a ghost with a green face and fangs! What's going on here? Just at this moment, the bloody white flag fluttered slowly in the yin wind, which made them understand that what the guard said before was actually true, and it really was the seventh prince who wanted to see the prince.
Several palace maids were terrified, screaming and crying. Several eunuchs did not get much better, and they knelt down softly.
The prince's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't know what was going on outside. He only felt that the sky seemed to darken and the temperature dropped suddenly, and then there was a burst of wailing in his ears. Unpredictable, he almost jumped up, but held back in time.
The guards put down the canopy bed, and Chonglingtai, who was serious about it, surrendered and returned, "Report to the Seventh Prince, to the concubine, the people have already brought them."
The collapsed tablet suddenly stood up, making a soft sound of "beep". However, it was such a subtle movement that knocked on everyone's heart like thunder. Everyone was obviously scared to the point of collapse, but they couldn't help but look up at the Lingtai, and saw that the handwriting on the tablet had seeped out a lot of blood for no reason, and fell to the ground tick by tick along the edge of the table, dyed red. This scene, not to mention seeing it with my own eyes, is terrifying even if I think about it casually. A person's grievances are so intense that they turn into blood and tears, which shows how much hatred he carried this time.
The ministers in front were okay, and they adapted when they were frightened, but the eunuchs and palace maids who came along with the prince were unprepared.
The prince became more and more suspicious when he heard the movement, but did not dare to "wake up" immediately.
After all, Concubine Xiao had seen the big scene, and she didn't faint, but she was almost there. She felt that her heart had swelled to the extreme, and even the slightest tremor could make it shatter. She clutched her chest and wanted to scream, to beg for mercy, and even to kneel and kowtow, but because her blood was frozen, she couldn't do anything.
She could only watch helplessly as Concubine Cheng held up the tablet and walked to her son step by step.
In the end, the emperor overcame his fear and said in a trembling voice, "Concubine Cheng, what do you want to do? I order you to throw it away quickly."
What responded to him was a sneer from Concubine Cheng. At the same time, a thick black mist poured out from the tablet, slowly converging into a figure. Everyone's eyes were fixed, and their hearts were split with fear. It turned out to be the seventh prince, he appeared! He, he walked towards the prince!
The guards standing on both sides of the canopy bed immediately moved away, but the unknown prince was still lying peacefully.
No matter whether the ministers usually have a good opinion of the prince, they are now a little pity for him. At this time, they are still pretending to be dizzy, and they don't know how to write the word "death".
Only the emperor thought that his son's life was really hanging by a thread, and hurriedly shouted, "Huang'er, please let your brother go! He is also very poisoned, and it really has nothing to do with your death!"
"You are willing to be a fool, but this king is unwilling. This king is not so stupid as you, he doesn't even know the murderer who killed him." The Seventh Prince smiled insidiously.
Hearing the familiar voice, the crown prince couldn't hold on anymore, he suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the seventh prince, who had been dead for many days, was staring at him with bulging red eyes. He fell on his back in fright, then rolled down from the canopy bed, and without waiting to stand up, he hurriedly crawled towards the emperor and Concubine Xiao, faster than running.
"You, aren't you already dead?" he cried out in disarray.
"Aren't you in a coma from poisoning? This king sees that you are doing very well, and you still have time to have fun!" The seventh prince sneered.
The ministers followed his line of sight, but saw that the prince opened his shirt in a panic, revealing the red marks on his collarbone, showing what kind of intense love affairs he had experienced before. Is this what a comatose person should look like
The queen mother had such an expression. Concubine Cheng Gui's eyes were splitting, and she wished she could stab the prince directly with a knife. The emperor's eyes were complicated, and he was speechless for a while. He wasn't really stupid, he just didn't want to get into it. However, even if the prince was not poisoned, he still refused to believe that the poison would be administered by the prince. This child has been filial since he was a child, unlike Ji Changye, who was born to be rebellious.
When the prince saw the bloody white flags and the tablet, and the blue candle, he already knew that he had hit a ghost. He was originally a scumbag who was strong on the outside and in the middle, how could he still maintain his demeanor at this moment, and ran to the gate of the palace, scrambling and crawling, shouting hoarsely, "Don't come here, it's not you who harms you alone, it's Ji Changye, If you want revenge, just look for him, don't come to Gu! Gu has never done it!"
"These lies, I don't even believe the ghosts. The king has all the evidence and evidence, and I won't talk nonsense with you today. Come on!" Before the seventh prince could finish his words, there were many ghosts in the hall. It was this time. The palace maids and eunuchs who were executed by the emperor in the poisoning incident also included the chief inn.
They didn't say a word, and together with the Seventh Prince, they turned into a black mist, wrapping layer by layer on the Prince's body. Others could only see the black mist surging and hear the prince's miserable howl, but they didn't know what he had suffered, and a lot of blood seeped out of the black mist, slowly dyeing a large area of red. The Xuande Hall, which was originally gloomy, is still full of a strong bloody smell, and it is more and more like the eighteenth hell.
Such a scene finally defeated Xiao Guifei. She pounced from the emperor's back and shouted in a shrill voice, "Seventh Prince, please spare the emperor, the poison was ordered by me, and has nothing to do with the emperor!"
The Empress Dowager always wanted to kill Concubine Xiao, she heard this and said immediately, "Wow, you not only poisoned the good grandson of the Ai family, but also wanted to poison the son of the Ai family! You are a traitor! "
The word "rebellion" struck the emperor's heart heavily, causing him to stagger a few times. No, no, Concubine Ai and the Emperor will not treat me like this! Even though he comforted himself in this way, he gradually wanted to understand who would benefit in the end if the third prince, the seventh prince and himself died one after another. What's more, the prince pretended to faint even though he was not poisoned. He, Concubine Xiao, imperial physicians, and even many civil and military ministers joined hands to deceive him!
The emperor is indeed faint, and when he favors certain people, he can't wait to spoil them in the sky, but once he has doubts in his heart, he will quickly dislike them. Emperors are affectionate, but even more ruthless, as has been the case since ancient times.
After figuring it out a little, many of the key points in the back became clear, and the emperor couldn't stand the blow, so he spat blood again. The queen mother quickly supported him and comforted him with a trembling voice, but Concubine Cheng spit at him, then snatched the guard's knife and rushed behind Concubine Xiao to slash.
Concubine Xiao wanted to drag the emperor in the black mist, but she didn't dare to do it. Just when she was hesitating, she felt a pain in her back, and she was paralyzed. She turned her head back, opened her mouth, and there was a blood-bubbling sound in her throat, and she froze on the spot before she could even explain a last word. At the same time, the black mist also dissipated, and the body of the prince, who was skinned and cut open, fell to the ground with a bang.
Concubine Cheng held the knife, first laughed lowly, and then laughed wildly, as if she had gone crazy. A wisp of black air circled around her a few times before slowly dissipating.
All this happened so quickly that the ministers couldn't recover for a long time. Only Ji Changye, covering Youshu's eyes at the right time, whispered to him not to look. Ah Da and Ah Er shook their heads secretly, the person who started the thought was this little magic star, how could he be afraid
As the saying goes, death is like a lamp goes out. As soon as he demonized Concubine Xiao's mother and son, they died in front of his eyes. The emperor suddenly remembered their good times, pointed to Concubine Cheng, and asked the guards to arrest the sinner. The guards were still hesitating, but saw a dark shadow slowly appear in the air. When the candlelight illuminated her pale face, it was Concubine Lan, who had been dead for more than ten years.
The hearts of the ministers who had just let go were lifted high again at this moment, and they all sighed in their hearts: Why did one go and come again? Isn't it over yet? Who are you looking for revenge this time? Remembering that Concubine Lan died on the bed of the third prince, they all looked towards the corner where each other was standing.
But the emperor's heart was clear. Back then, he was the one who wiped away the traces of the prince's rape and murder of Concubine Lan and the third prince. She appeared at this time, and she must have come to seek revenge for herself. As the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Although he was horrified when the Seventh Prince appeared before, he still managed to hold on. When he saw Concubine Lan, he finally understood why Concubine Xiao was so frightened that he lost control.
Death was so close to him that only a gust of gloomy wind could take him to hell.
Without waiting for Concubine Lan to speak, the emperor pleaded with tears, "Lan'er, I was wrong! Back then I shouldn't have helped the prince to cover up the crime, causing you to die in vain. I will invite the Living Buddha of Wu Si Zang to save you and save you for you. Held the seven-seven-four-nine-day ritual. Forgive me this time! I am sorry for you, and I am willing to do everything to make amends in the next life!"
"Knowing that Ji Yongchang raped and killed Ben Gong and put the blame on the third prince, not only did you not avenge Ben Gong, but you also erased the evidence for him. In your eyes, only Ji Yongchang is human, are we all livestock? Ben When Gong died, he still had a dragon seed in his stomach, so ask him if he would agree!" Before she could finish her sentence, a black shadow emerged from Concubine Lan's stomach and slammed into the emperor's left chest.
The emperor raised his hand to cover it, but it was in vain, and then Lan Fei also turned into a black shadow and got in. Excruciating pain ensued, causing the emperor to groan and tumble to the ground.
The empress dowager reluctantly suppressed her fear, pulled off his dragon robe and robe, and was immediately stunned. I saw two pustules, one large and one small, bulging out of the skin on his chest. The pustules festered into the shape of the facial features, exuded a pungent stench, and thumped like a heart, and every beat involved the emperor's nerves. It made him howl in agony, pain to the bone.
"Why is it a ghost face sore again?" A minister standing closer couldn't help exclaiming.
There was a commotion in the hall, and it was already clear that the emperor was helpless. They could never have imagined that the tragic incident more than ten years ago was also committed by the prince, and the third prince was also blamed. The emperor was so confused that he knew that the prince raped and killed his concubine, and that he was inferior to a beast. It's no wonder that Concubine Lan couldn't rest her eyes, even after more than ten years, she had to come back to take revenge, and she also adopted such a lose-lose method.
Miserable! Injustice! When the yin and wind completely dissipated, all doors and windows were opened, and the ministers filed out facing the gorgeous sunset, but only these six bloody big characters remained in their minds.
The empress dowager did not dare to move the emperor, so she had to call the imperial physician to go to Xuande Hall immediately. Ji Changye looked at You Shu silently for a while, and then walked away slowly under the sympathetic eyes of the ministers.
He once thought that he would make snow for himself and make his father regret it, but now, all expectations have come true, but he is not happy.
There were many empty jugs on the table, and while he was drinking heavily, he pulled the boy into his arms, and asked drunkenly, "The Seventh Emperor can come back, and so can Concubine Lan, who has been dead for more than ten years, why can't the mother be? Where did she go, do you know that I have been thinking about her?"
Shu has no experience in taking care of alcoholics, but she took over the job of taking care of children. He hugged the young man's head, stroked the back of the other's head, and coaxed, "It's a good thing that she doesn't come to see you. This means that she has no obsession and has been reincarnated."
"Really, you mean, she lives in another place now?" Ji Changye grabbed the boy's shoulders.
"Yes, death is not the end, but another beginning. She will have a new life, so you don't have to worry about her, and you don't have to worry about her all the time. You have to look forward." With the help of Ah Da and Ah Er, he was carried back to the bedroom.
Ji Changye said these words, and the haze in his heart really dissipated a lot. Yes, he wants to look forward, the mother is gone, but Shu is still there. Whether it is a death row or a forbidden palace, Youshu is willing to fight for him, and this friendship is not inferior to a mother's love. Thinking of this, Ji Changye smiled.
Youshu chased away Ah Da and Ah Er, saying that she would stay to take care of the drunk master, and was about to bend over to undress, but was fascinated by the other party's extremely gentle smile. He stared at it blankly for a while, then covered his flushed cheeks and said, "It's weird, I've only inhaled dragon qi before, why do I want it now?" Yes, it must be because of too much blood loss, so I have to make up for it.
He quickly wiped off his half-sleeping master, then went outside to wash his face, and then he took a box of red dates to dry inside. Putting the dried red dates between his legs, he stuffed them into his mouth one by one, but his eyes stared straight at his master's lips that were extra rosy from drinking.
Accidentally eating a moldy red date, he quickly spit out the bitter fruit pulp, and went to the next ear room to find tea and rinse his mouth with his shoes. The tea is bitter, and after a few large cups, the taste in his mouth becomes more and more dull. He couldn't help thinking of his master's sweet and fragrant Longjin, and suddenly swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.
"I'll just dip a little bit, just eat dumplings with dipping sauce. Besides, Longjin is a good thing. No matter how much you eat, it can save your life." The large and plump dried red dates were stuffed between the master's teeth and thrown into his mouth.
I don't know if it's a psychological factor, but the dried jujubes dyed with dragon energy are more delicious than before, and it is also a great supplement, which is beneficial to myself without any harm. Shu can't stop, pick one and stuff one, stuff one and swallow one, and wake up Ji Changye, who had fallen asleep.
Youshu is a greedy person. He forgets his shape when he eats, so he simply presses the master under him, prys open the gap between his teeth and sucks out slowly. He also wrapped it in his mouth and licked it, but he didn't even notice that the other person's eyes had opened.
Ji Changye is a dead person, and he has to wake up now, not to mention that he was in a time of emotional turmoil, and he hugged the young man before he could think about it, and turned his back on the guest...
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I felt a fiery big palm poking into the front of my shirt, kneading and pulling on my sensitive red cherry blossoms, Yu Shu narrowed her eyes and let out a soft moan like a kitten. . People in the last days have no tomorrow after today. They can indulge for a while and never wait until the next day. Therefore, most of them are sensory animals, always seeking pleasure and excitement.
You Shu is no exception. He felt extremely comfortable, he spontaneously twisted his body and slid into the young man's arms, cupping each other's cheeks with both hands, sucking, licking and biting desperately, wishing he could drain all the saliva from his mouth. In addition to this move, he didn't know how to relieve the surging fever in his lower abdomen.
Ji Changye was originally a little sullen, but was excited by the primitive and simple kissing method of the young man, and became more and more dizzy and dazzled. Feeling that the young man's upright jade stalk was touching his abdomen, he gently rubbed it up and down, and his eyes darkened instantly. He ripped off the boy's trousers fiercely, and his big palms covered his very tender white buttocks. He suddenly exerted force and then relaxed, kneading it into various shapes, and at the same time pushed his bloody and swollen penis against him.
Huge and small fit in one place, one with protruding blue veins, the other smooth and delicate, and it feels especially different when rubbed.
You Shu let out an exclamation, and then shed two strings of tears. Before today, he never imagined that when he felt extremely happy, he would have the urge to shed tears, and there was a tendency to get out of hand. It was so exciting, as it was written in the book, it seemed to be electrocuted.
While trying to suck Longjin, he curiously reached out and rubbed the part where the two fit together. He touched the two soft pouches, and squeezed lightly.
Ji Changye let out a low roar, almost spilling on the boy. His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was vicious, he overturned the young man so that he would not move indiscriminately, and then followed his fair and slender neck, kissing all the way to the base of his legs, but it was not so much a kiss as a biting. Bloody traces were branded on the slippery skin, and he turned around and licked it carefully, as if he was tasting the supreme delicacy.
You Shu was in pain and relief, and began to cry more and more, her little face was covered in tears, her nose and eyes were blushing, she looked very pitiful, but also very attractive.
"You Shu, I'm going to eat you." Ji Changye didn't understand why he had such a strong desire to devour the boy. But he didn't want to think deeply, let alone think deeply. He just instinctively opened the boy's legs and penetrated into the narrow and hot honey hole.
Youshu trembled reflexively, and shouted in a heavy nasal voice, "It hurts!"
However, he didn't know how much magic power his tearful eyes and hoarse and charming voice contained. Ji Changye couldn't bear it anymore, and after a few hasty thrusts with his fingertips, he put on his huge penis and sank in little by little.
You Shu breathed in in pain, and moved forward while crying. He doesn't want the dragon spirit anymore, and he doesn't want the life-saving talisman for a lifetime! It hurts so much, I feel like my body is about to be split in half!
In the honey hole, there were bursts of contraction and attack, and layers of friction and stirring, making Ji Changye on the verge of eruption again. Panting heavily, he pinched the boy's waist tightly, pinched him to himself, and commanded in a hoarse voice, "You have Shu, relax, don't eat too tightly."
You Shu was willing to listen, and struggled more and more, but instead of getting rid of the iron-like hard object, he slammed it into it. With a muffled sound of "puff", all the dragon roots submerged, and the bright red blood slowly seeped out along the part where the two met.
Youshu cried again, sobbing and sobbing very miserably, but the pitiful appearance made Ji Changye even more excited. His whole body was on fire, he grabbed Shu Shu's lower jaw, blocked his small mouth with his tongue, and comforted vaguely, "Don't cry, don't cry, just hurt this time, and it will be fine soon."
"Really?" The pain was also painful, and the blood was flowing. Youshu felt that she must not suffer any loss, so she quickly swallowed Longjin into her stomach, relaxed her body, and tried to accept the storm that followed. .
As soon as the layers of charming meat loosened, Ji Changye began to slowly thrust. With enough patience, he kissed the boy's tears lovingly, and while seeing his expression, he held the small and delicate jade stalk and moved it up and down. The softened thing stood up again, and the traces of pleasure accumulated in the bottom of my heart. Youshu gradually became interested, twisting her waist and starting to meet the rhythm of the people behind her.
Ji Changye's scalp was numb, and an electric current rushed up from his tailbone. He never knew that it was such a ecstasy taste to be one with others, regardless of each other. He couldn't help speeding up his movements, from shallow in and out to wide open and deep, his hips hit the boy's snow-white buttocks, making a crisp "pop" sound.
Youshu also completely forgot the pain, immersed in this strange and violent joy. Tears kept oozing from the corners of his eyes, but the small dimples were looming, looking strangely beautiful. Ji Changye fell in love with his appearance at the moment, pinched his chin from beginning to end, and turned his pear blossom and rainy face towards himself.
"Does it still hurt?" His breath was hot.
Some Shu's neck was scalded, and the honey hole couldn't help shrinking.
"Damn it!" Unprepared, Ji Changye was shot like this. He erupted tremblingly, and after spraying dozens of concentrated essences, he turned the boy over and placed it on his body, but he was reluctant to retreat from the position of intercourse.
It was his first time, and he slowly stood up shortly after the ejaculation, but his head throbbed after being drunk, so he had to lie down and rest for a while.
Youshu is also the first time, and has not yet been relieved. It was the most uncomfortable time. Feeling that the honey hole was filled up again, she quickly sat up with her back to the master, up and down without a teacher, and played with her hands carefully. Jade stems and pouches, can't help groaning. Ji Changye was fascinated by his urgent, lewd, yet innocent and eager appearance, so he had to grab his slender waist and lift it up and down with his rhythm, so that he could get the greatest happiness.
After half an hour, in this position, the two finally reached an orgasm, then hugged each other tightly and fell asleep.
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When he woke up the next day, he saw the boy in his arms and the red dates rolling down the ground under the bed. Ji Changye couldn't recover for a long time. When there was a knock on the door outside, he immediately covered the boy's ears and whispered, "Wait a moment."
Pulling out his arm carefully, he lifted the quilt and looked at the boy's physical condition. Ji Changye's heart was full of waves and it was difficult to calm down. He wanted to punch himself hard, but was afraid of disturbing the sleeping boy, so he could only get dressed lightly and go to open the door for Ah Da.
"Shh, some Shu is still sleeping, go to the study and say." He raised his index finger to stop Ah Da, who was about to speak.
A long way away, A Dafang reported, "Master, Duke Wei and several old princes want to see you, do you think it will be arranged as soon as possible?" This is to prepare for the final battle for the throne. After all, there are still two princes. survive. Although the Sixth Prince is as inept and incompetent as his father, he is better than his cowardly character and easy to control, and has now been pinched by the Queen Mother. For the benefit of the mother's family and in order to hold the government for a long time, the Queen Mother united many ministers to push him to the top.
Ji Changye naturally also made arrangements, and he moved his whole body with one hair. He stopped and looked back in the direction of the sleeping quarters, his expression both nostalgic and self-blame. How could he treat You Shu as a prostitute, how could he make him covered in blood and crouch beneath him.
If he wakes up, how will he see himself? A villain Meng Lang who loses his morals after drinking
Ji Changye shook his head, a little afraid to face it. He took a deep breath and instructed, "Arrange them to see this king immediately. Besides, please ask an imperial physician to help Youshu take a look. Keep your mouth tight. After reading, send Youshu back to his house, no Don't let him get involved when things calm down."
What doctor please? Does the master know about Shu bloodletting? Da didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he hurriedly took orders and left. It was only when he returned to the room that he realized why he kept his mouth tight. This injury looks like what caused it!
Ah Da and the imperial doctor felt extremely embarrassed, but You Shu showed them generously. In the apocalypse, there are people everywhere who can't eat or wear clothes. People's shame has long been wiped away by the disaster, and so is he naturally. If you really screamed because of a piece of meat, Qing waited to feed the zombies.
There is no shame, but the guilt is rising, he put on good medicine, put on clothes, and then remembered: It seems that I forcibly took away the master's dragon essence last night? This time it's a real dragon spirit, word for word! Although it is a good thing, but the master is drunk, not willingly.
Thinking of his shameless behavior, Yushu couldn't help grinning. But his small dimples always like to play tricks, as long as the lips are slightly squinted, they will be exposed, not looking like a tangle, but rather sweet and proud.
Ah Da looked at him more and more, this child is really a dangerous person, not only Xiao Xiang's master, but also put into action! He must be sent away as soon as possible according to the master's instructions!
Thinking like this, Ah Da quickly prepared a carriage to send the boy away, and You Shu felt guilty and quickly agreed. With Long Jing in hand, the life-saving talisman is safe, and he doesn't have to stick to his master all the time in the future.
It will take a few days to move into the new house, and when the body fully recovers, Yu Shu will pick up the Song family who were hiding in Quanzhou. Because they had the Jingzhou King's token in their hands, they traveled unimpeded and were treated with courtesy. Now the only two remaining princes, one is the third king and the other is the sixth king, and each has a 50% chance of ascending the throne, so the guards in the capital naturally dare not offend anyone.
The people below thought so, but Chaozhong Xungui secretly started a game. The empress dowager originally thought that the foundation of the three princes was not deep. How could there be seven palaces of the eight great kingdoms willing to support him as the master? Several old uncles also supported him one after another, and in a few days, a large number of courtiers were won over.
The empress dowager was very anxious, but she also knew that the power of Xiao Guogong's mansion alone could not compete with it. After thinking about it, she could only make up her mind on the word "orthodox". What is orthodoxy? In the royal family, the direct son of the Empress of the Yuan Dynasty is not called orthodox, and the crown prince and prince are not orthodox. Only when the emperor dies, the name clearly mentioned in the edict of succession is called the real orthodoxy.
Seeing that the emperor was getting weaker day by day, the queen mother hurriedly took a blank edict to find her son.
All the unfortunate things that the emperor has done in his life are related to the mother and son of the Empress Yuan, and the sins they have suffered should be on them one by one. Just imagine how he could be willing to let the third prince ascend to the throne? After listening to the Queen Mother's appeal, he ordered the imperial doctor to feed himself a bowl of powerful medicine, and after the medicine worked, he sat up and wrote with a pen.
As soon as he wrote a line, Ji Changye led a group of ministers in slowly, with an unpredictable expression on his face.