On the emperor's birthday, the ministers said that it is auspiciousness from heaven, so this child is the child given to the emperor by God. Before he is born, he is destined to become the emperor's heartache. If he is a prince...
Hehe, it will be extremely expensive in the future, and if the prince is extremely expensive, what else will he have besides the dragon chair?
If Li Xiang knew that he had been busy for a long time making wedding clothes for the Xie family, he wonders if he would be so angry that he would hit the wall.
Sure enough, as everyone expected, the emperor was overjoyed, and immediately rewarded Concubine Xie generously, promoted Concubine Xie to the title of imperial concubine, and asked the palace servants to carry half a dragon chariot, and sent Concubine Xie back to Zhaoyan Palace to have a good pregnancy.
Half a dragon chariot, the imperial concubine of the Jin Dynasty. This is a queen. Although the mother is more valuable than the son, the son is more valuable than the mother. Can the son of the queen be compared with the son of the concubine?
The son of the imperial concubine is more noble than the sons of the noble, virtuous, virtuous and virtuous concubines. As Mr. Xie thought, Concubine Xie’s child came just in time.
Concubine Xie has only a piece of meat in her belly, but the emperor pays so much attention to it. If the child is a prince, then the emperor's adult princes will have no way to survive...
At the emperor's birthday banquet, no one enjoyed it except the emperor and the royal concubine Xie. Beiling Fengqian was planning to propose to Princess Anping again at the emperor's birthday banquet, but one after another, it was discovered that Beiling Fengqian was really
Not in the mood to talk about marriage...
The current situation can be said to be on the verge of breaking out. In such a tense atmosphere, who still has the time to eat and talk about sex.
While the emperor was having fun with the officials in the imperial garden, Feng Qingchen was practicing calligraphy silently in the room. Her handwriting was ugly to begin with, and coupled with her upset mood, the words she wrote looked like ghostly drawings.
"Pa" Feng Qingchen threw away the pen and leaned directly on the chair.
"I don't know if Yuwen Yuanhua can help me overcome the current difficulties. If not, I will probably continue to be ill until the princes return to the fiefdom."
"Yuwen Yuanhua, Yuwen Yuanhua, I'm all relying on you now. I have never seen those princes, but from Dongling Ziluo, you can see that those princes will definitely eat people without spitting out their bones.
Lord, I pushed them out and used them as targets to save my life. They probably hate me so much that they won’t let me go even if I return to the fiefdom.”
From this poisoning incident, Feng Qingchen clearly understood that there were many people who wanted her dead. Even if some people did not take action, they would go along with the situation when the opportunity came. Anyway, no one cared about her life and death as an orphan.
, even if you die, it won’t affect the overall situation.
In order to save her own life, Feng Qingchen had to fight back, and the power in her own hands was too small, so she had to resort to external forces.
Neither Jiuhuangshu nor Wang Jinling could do it. These two people were right under the emperor's nose. It would be too easy for trouble to come to them. Feng Qingchen thought about it and decided to go to Yuwen Yuanhua.
Before Yuwen Yuanhua left, he told her that if he encountered something that couldn't be solved, just send him a message. He was far away at the border. The mountains were high and the emperor was far away. No one could control him and he could move freely.
With the idea of using a dead horse as a living doctor, Feng Qingchen wrote a letter explaining her current situation and asking Yu Wenyuanhua to think about whether there was any way to get her out of trouble. Of course, if not, it didn't matter.
, she will think of other ways.
Using a special channel, Feng Qingchen sent the letter. Ten days later, he received a letter from Yuwen Yuanhua. The letter said: Don't worry, he will prepare a special gift for the emperor.
In terms of face, the emperor will definitely support her.
Yuwen Yuanhua's words were precise. Although Feng Qingchen believed that Yuwen Yuanhua would not lie, she was still worried about what kind of gift could make the emperor let her go?
The emperor is not an easy person to talk to. It would be terrible if this caused the emperor to dislike Yuwen Yuanhua.
It was not until later that Feng Qingchen met Yu Wenyuanhua that he understood where Yuwen Yuanhua's confidence came from. It turned out that Yuwen Yuanhua had given the emperor his most desired gift, the military maps of the Nanling, Xiling and Beiling.
No one knows where this map came from. They only know that these three maps strengthened the emperor's idea of starting a war with the Three Kingdoms. Of course, this is a story for another day.
Feng Qingchen was sitting in the study, thinking about what she would do if Yu Wenyuanhua couldn't help her out of trouble. Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky. Feng Qingchen was startled, walked to the window, and opened the window to take a look.
"Fireworks? When will there be fireworks in Dongling? Or are they colorful fireworks? Could it be Li Xiang's handiwork? What does he want to do?" Li Xiang was like a thorn in Feng Qingchen's heart.
Uneasy, the same goes for Li Xianglai. If Feng Qingchen doesn't die, his remaining anger will never go away.
Soon, Feng Qingchen knew what Li wanted to do. When dozens of fireworks exploded in the air, releasing beautiful flowers, Feng Mansion also exploded.
"It's on fire, it's on fire, hurry up, put out the fire quickly."
"help!"
With a bang, flames burst into flames, but half of the house in the Feng Mansion was engulfed in flames. The courtyard where Feng Qingchen lived was also swept up by the flames, and the flames turned half of the sky red.
"Fire? How is it possible?" Feng Qingchen was stunned on the spot as he looked at the fire all over the sky. The fire prevention measures of Feng Mansion were very good, and even if there was a fire, it would not be possible for most of Feng Mansion to be in flames in the blink of an eye.
engulf.
It wasn't until the smell of kerosene spread in the air that Feng Qingchen realized: "Li Xiang, you are cruel!"
He actually destroyed her home, his only home.
A teardrop slipped from the corner of Feng Qingchen's eyes. Feng Qingchen clenched his hands into fists, and his whole body was tense. There were hot flames in his eyes. Under the light of the fire, Feng Qingchen's face looked like a glowing one.
Roses are beautiful but full of thorns.
Her home...the home she had longed for for two lifetimes was just destroyed.
Firefighting? That’s a luxury. The houses are all made of wood. How to fight the monstrous fire?
Feng Qingchen's face flickered in and out of light under the firelight, full of fierceness.
"Miss, miss, let's go!" When Tong Jue and Tong Yao rushed into the room, they saw Feng Qingchen standing at the window in a daze, and quickly dragged her out.
Feng Qingchen didn't resist, so two maids took her off outside the hospital.
boom……
As soon as she ran out, she saw that the operating room she had worked so hard to build collapsed.
My operating room!
boom……
The front yard also collapsed.
my home!
Feng Qingchen's heart was bleeding, her home was so destroyed, swallowed up by fire in front of her, and she could do nothing.
"Miss, let's go. We don't have to worry about leaving the green mountains without firewood. As long as the lady is alive, everything can be done again." The two maids were afraid that Feng Qingchen would not be able to think about it, so they quickly persuaded her.
But unexpectedly, Feng Qingchen's voice was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened, "I know, let's go."
After saying that, he took the two maids and ran out. Just as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, Feng Qingchen seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stopped: "You two go first, I have something else to do."
After saying that, he threw away their hands and rushed towards the inner courtyard, disappearing into the firelight in the blink of an eye.