Returning to Tongyang to guard the mausoleum is more honorable than being exiled.
Mrs. Xie cried and knelt down: "Thank you, father, for being kind. Thank you, father, for being kind."
Yan Cheng never expected that his father would spare his life despite doing such a rebellious thing. He believed what Yan Ling had just said more and more. His father had never thought of giving up on him. It was because of his carelessness, his suspicion, and his failure.
The father's love for his son.
If he had not been provoked by Mrs. Liu, if he had a little trust in his parents, if he was willing to ask about this matter, wouldn't he have reached this point today? It's a pity that he didn't seize any of these opportunities.
"Yes, my child obeys."
The imperial guards came up and wanted to take him away.
Yan Cheng stopped in front of the queen, his lips trembling as he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just knelt down and kowtowed.
After all, his father is his biological father, and it is his nature to love and protect him. But his mother is not his biological mother, and the care and upbringing he has received for more than twenty years is even more valuable. In front of her, any apology is useless.
The queen turned away and didn't look until the Imperial Guards took Yan Cheng down. She looked at his back and finally burst into tears. She didn't know whether it was because of the affection between mother and son for more than twenty years, or because of the deception for more than twenty years.
Yan Ling burst into tears, and he could only hold his mother in his arms and comfort her gently.
Mrs. Xie came over and kowtowed, said "Mom, take care", and followed her out.
Finally, Mr. Fu knelt down and said with a pale face: "I deserve to die."
Emperor Mingde looked dull: "I entrusted A Cheng to you because of your practical talent. I didn't expect that your talent was used in places it shouldn't be used. In this case, you should also go to build the emperor's mausoleum.
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Mr. Fu's heart trembled and his face turned gloomy: "Yes."
The master liked his hard work, but he devoted himself to scheming - but then again, if he knew Yan Cheng's life experience, he wouldn't dare to come up with such an idea even if he had a hundred courages!
The only blame is that I have an impure mind and always want to make greater contributions to stabilize my position, so that I go in the opposite direction and go further and further wrong.
Finally, there was Concubine Liu. She just wanted to be happy and told all the things. Now she felt frightened and begged: "Brother Qing, my sister told me these things. I...I just followed her."
Do as you say, considering our past friendship..."
"Do we have feelings for each other?" Emperor Mingde didn't want to say anything more to her, so he turned around and said, "Concubine Liu missed the former Zhou Dezong when he fell ill and committed suicide by hanging from a beam. I took pity on her infatuation and granted her burial in the imperial mausoleum."
The servants should step forward to hold Concubine Liu.
When death was imminent, Concubine Liu was so frightened that she hurriedly shouted: "Brother Qing, Brother Qing... we grew up together, don't kill me, spare me..."
Halfway through, his mouth was blocked by the waiter, and he was dragged down with tears streaming down his face.
The farce of forced harem is almost over here. Yan Cheng and Concubine Liu certainly deserved their punishment, but the empress and Yan Ling were equally hurt.
Xu Yin asked people to clean up the aftermath. After all the imperial guards of the East Palace who participated in the rebellion were taken away, and their family was the only one left in the room, Emperor Mingde suddenly covered his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood.
The queen was horrified and hurriedly supported him: "What's going on? Aren't you pretending to be sick? Doctor! Doctor!"
Emperor Mingde waved his hand and gave her a weak smile: "The illness is real, but it's just not that serious... Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
"You still say such things!" The queen cried and scolded, "Since you knew these things earlier, you still use yourself as bait, don't you think your life is too long? You have ruined yourself so much, have you ever thought about me?!"
Emperor Mingde sighed sadly: "The son's failure to teach is the father's fault. This is an explanation to A Cheng and an apology to A Ling."
Xu Yin thought of what he heard outside just now.
This is for my son.
It turned out that the son he was talking about was not only Yan Cheng, but also Yan Ling. Drinking the bowl of medicine gave Yan Cheng his last chance and paved the way for Yan Ling.
If the prince is weak and the king of the Jin Dynasty is strong, and the prince is deposed and the king of the Jin Dynasty is established, no matter how good the reasons are on the surface, the world will definitely speculate on the truth with the greatest malice. Then Yan Ling will never be able to get rid of the unfounded truth.
The crime was passed down to future generations.
The only way to completely remove him was to completely expose Yan Cheng's crimes to the world. So Emperor Ming De drank the bowl of medicine at the expense of his own body to remove the obstacles for Yan Ling.
Although Yan Ling didn't hear those words, it was easy to understand his father's intentions, and he couldn't help but be moved: "Father!"
"I'm sorry for you as a father." Emperor Mingde looked at his son who had been in the dust with tears in his eyes. "All of this originally belonged to you, but because of your father's fault, you lost the name of your eldest son, and you are now suspicious of others. This is
The only thing that my father can do for you is, although it cannot completely eliminate it, at least it allows you to get something cleanly."
Yan Ling couldn't help but shed tears and knelt down in front of him: "I don't care, father, I don't care..."
"Father, I know you are a good boy." Emperor Mingde smiled and touched his head. The pain in his chest returned and he coughed up bloody phlegm again.
"Imperial physician! Call the imperial physician!" the queen cried out.
Before Emperor Mingde lay down, he pushed Yan Ling again: "Go in! Don't let anyone know that you are here. Wait until everything is over before returning to the capital! Do you hear me?"
In panic, Yan Ling only had time to nod before being pushed into the cubicle by the chamberlain.
He stood with a dazed look on his face. Within just an hour of arriving in Beijing, the world was turned upside down.
"I know you are sad," Xu Yin held his hand, "but everything my father did was to get you out. Don't let him down."
Yan Ling nodded, his eyes fell on her swollen belly, and he was finally able to talk to her: "I'm sorry for letting you go through this alone... Pregnancy is hard, right? I'm not even with you."
After meeting again after a long absence, Xu Yin felt his body temperature again. Xu Yin showed a faint smile: "It is very hard, but we will have a lot of time in the future. You can stay with me as long as you want."
Yan Ling nodded, feeling so agitated that only a hug could ease her mood.
"It's a good thing you're here," he murmured, "It's a good thing you're here, otherwise I don't know how to face it..."
He knew how much she had paid for this. The two letters she sent, one asking him to come back quickly and the other asking him to return to Beijing slowly, were all in preparation for today.
It was raining heavily outside. I don't know how long it took, but the imperial doctor finally completed the treatment. After receiving the news that Emperor Mingde's condition was stable, Yan Ling felt relieved a little.
He thought it was getting late, so he might as well send Xu Yin back first, but when he lowered his head, he saw her holding her belly and frowning.
"What's wrong?" He became nervous again.
"My stomach hurts," Xu Yin took a breath, "I... seem to be in labor."
Yan Ling suddenly panicked and shouted: "Emperor Physician!" This chapter has been completed!