Only then did Xuan Tianmo realize that it turned out that the arm he had stretched into his pants to scratch an itch was wrapped with a soft whip, and the other end of the soft whip was firmly held in Xuan Tianming's hand.
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This was not bad. Just when he was about to use his other hand to stretch into his pants, the same arm suddenly tightened, and soon another soft whip was wrapped around it, and this time, the soft whip
The other end was held in Feng Yuheng's hand.
"You...what do you want to do?" Xuan Tianmo was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even say anything. His face was red from suppressing it, and his body was so itchy that he wanted to die, but Yuannai couldn't spare his hands to scratch it. In desperation, he had to try his best.
He rubbed his lower body against the cell door, twisting in various ways to relieve the itch, and at the same time cursed loudly: "Feng Yuheng, you bitch, it must be you who caused me to do this, it must be you who caused me to do this! That
You threw the woman on my bed, it must be you!"
Feng Yuheng nodded and acknowledged the matter seriously. She told Xuan Tianmo: "Yes, it's me. I was the one who carried that person out of the palace and threw him on your bed. Why?
, Not convinced? Xuan Tianmo, you can’t blame others, blame yourself if you want to. If you hadn’t taken Zi Rui’s idea first, you wouldn’t have ended up like this today. You will always have to pay back if you come out to mess around.
Having done so many evil things, you must get retribution. But the retribution you are receiving now is not enough."
After she finished speaking, Xuan Tianming, no longer being polite, reached out and touched Xuan Tianmo's body, and soon took out a token. It was the waist badge of the imperial guard army in the palace. With this thing, he
You can replace all the imperial guards from the inside out, and completely drive out this old man's influence in the palace.
Originally, Xuan Tianmo valued this imperial guard's waist card more than anything else, but now he couldn't take care of it anymore. His lower body was itching so much that he wanted to die, but his hands were tightly wrapped around him with whips by the couple.
, he couldn't catch it, he could only hold on like this, and he would collapse as much as he wanted.
However, Feng Yuheng felt that this was a good way to torment people, so he called the guards and ordered them to bring the strongest rope to tie up Xuan Tianmo and Wuhuada, and even take off his clothes so that he could see her anytime and anywhere.
The miserable condition of the lower body.
When these guards heard this, they became energetic. Most of the guards used torture methods. Today they learned a trick from Princess Yu, so that they all wanted to ask how they got pruritus. In the future,
If anyone else comes in, you might as well give them an itch.
Xuan Tianmo's resistance was ineffective and his clothes were successfully stripped off. Then his limbs were spread wide with ropes wrapped around him and tied to a wooden frame in the cell. The wooden frame was originally used for interrogation. Now he was tied to it.
The lower body was directly suspended in the air, and the strange itch was still there, but there was no possibility for him to rub it.
Xuan Tianmo became desperate and yelled loudly, but he didn't know what he was scolding. He was a little confused under this kind of itching.
Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming looked at him coldly, and only said: "He deserves it."
, are not enough to relieve the hatred in his heart, and are not enough to comfort the Dashun people who died because of him. Now it seems that the wife's method is better. Such a crime makes him unable to survive or die.
The best way to relieve hatred."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "Remember to tell the guard later and keep an eye on him. We can't let him die."
"Should you block your mouth? What if you bite your tongue and commit suicide?" The two of them discussed while watching Xuan Tianmo howl.
Feng Yuheng said: "There is no such thing as biting one's tongue to commit suicide. Biting one's tongue means he can no longer speak. People will not die. I am a doctor, I know this very well. What's more, isn't it without me? He is just a
Even if I step into the gate of hell, I can pull him back again. If you want to die, it's not that easy."
When the words of the two people reached Xuan Tianmo's ears, his spirit finally began to collapse, and for the first time he began to regret for going against Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng.
Until the two of them left, Xuan Tianmo kept howling in the prison. The guards followed the orders and guarded him closely, not daring to let him die. Including Concubine Yuan Guifei, who also asked for help under Feng Yuheng's instruction.
The imperial doctor came over, bandaged her finger, and even more sobered her up, allowing her to look at her son's miserable state face to face. This scene made people feel both cruel and enjoyable...
Emperor Tianwu woke up at noon. When he opened his eyes, Feng Yuheng, Xuan Tianming, and Yao Xian were all there. Even Zhang Yuan was standing by the bed, wearing the clothes of a young eunuch, looking at him expectantly.
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Emperor Tianwu was in a daze and asked in confusion: "Xiao Yuanzi, why are you dressed like this?" Then he looked at the others, "Why are you all here? Where am I? Why do you look like a dead person?"
Looking at me? I mean, Old Yao! I can't even invite you to the palace on weekdays. Why are you so diligent today and come uninvited? Well, since you're here, come and have a drink with me. I haven't followed you for a long time.
You've had a drink together." He said and was about to get up, but as soon as he moved, the pain in his lower body suddenly hit him, and he was thrown back to the bed.
As soon as the pain came, the memory became clearer. Emperor Tianwu suddenly remembered what happened before. All the memories returned to their places. He lay on the bed and received the information, bit by bit.
The most important thing is what happened with Concubine Yuan Gui and the Eighth Prince in the past few months, as well as the scene of self-mutilation before he fell into coma. The more he thought about it, the more he held his breath, the more depressed he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should not survive.
He looked at Yao Xian and Feng Yuheng again, with anger in his eyes, and asked loudly: "Why don't you let me die? Why do you have to save me!"
Yao Xian rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to the old man. Then Xuan Tianming spoke: "Because Dashun needs to be decent, because once it is spread that the monarch of Dashun is a rootless person, our country will follow suit."
You're being laughed at." He was angry and didn't have a good attitude when speaking. He said very directly: "They are not saving you, they are saving this family, country and the world."
Regarding this ninth son, when the old emperor thought about everything, he was filled with guilt. Now when he heard Xuan Tianming talking like this, he felt even more uncomfortable. He wanted to say sorry to this son and tell him that in his heart
I always put him first. But when I opened my mouth again, I still asked the question that I wanted to ask the most: "How is your mother-in-law?"
"Humph!" Xuan Tianming snorted coldly and did not answer.
Then Feng Yuheng opened her mouth and said: "Father, don't worry, we are always taking care of my mother and concubine. She is fine."
"It's good that she's fine." The old emperor hadn't thought that Concubine Yun was no longer in the palace, but he was worried that she would be bullied by Concubine Yuan Gui. Now that he heard that she was fine, he was finally relieved. But as soon as he let go, he mentioned it again
He stood up, then sniffed and said: "I don't have the face to see her again now. I don't even have the face to knock on the door of Yuehan Palace. I did such a thing and I can't forgive her. You tell her,
She has suffered a lot of grievances in the palace for so many years. I know she doesn't like this kind of life. After being locked up in Yuehan Palace for more than 20 years, good people will go crazy. If...if she wants to go out and see what's going on outside.
World, then... let her go! But you have to find someone reliable to protect her, and you can't let her be bullied. I can't keep her, and I don't have the shame to keep her anymore. It doesn't matter if she hates me or not,
I just ask her not to forget about me, just...that's all."
After the old emperor finished speaking, he turned his face away from the bed. He didn't want to cry in front of these people, but he couldn't help it and had to cover his face with his hands and burst into tears.
No one said a word, only Zhang Yuan wiped his tears with the old emperor. Finally, after almost a stick of incense, Emperor Tianwu stopped crying and said to them: "You all can go out! I want to be alone.
Just lie down for a while and be quiet. Just stay with Xiao Yuanzi." After he finished speaking, he seemed to have remembered something again, and quickly added: "I'm afraid I won't be able to go to court, Ming'er,
I ask you to supervise the country on my behalf, and the morning dynasty will resume from tomorrow. You can go to court on my behalf! You have the final say on all matters in the dynasty, and there is no need to report to me."
In a word, it is equivalent to giving Xuan Tianming the status of prince. To supervise the country and supervise the country, to put it bluntly, it means to exercise all the powers that the emperor should have on behalf of the emperor. This is a great power that no emperor is willing to let go easily.
But Xuan Tianming was not surprised at all. He shook his head and said directly to the old emperor: "I will not supervise this country." △≧*(*)△≧,
Emperor Tianwu was puzzled, "You don't want my throne?"
Xuan Tianming told him: "Not everyone wants to sit on that supreme throne. I am a member of the Xuan family. I have responsibility for this family, country and the world. I am willing to do everything I can to protect the world and the people. But
But it doesn't mean that I want to sit in that position. I've done a lot over the years and I'm worthy of Dashun, so... you let me go."
This was the first time that Xuan Tianming expressed his thoughts so clearly to Emperor Tianwu, and it also made an emperor understand for the first time that there were people who really disdained the throne. Before, he only thought that Lao Qi would not want the throne.
But he didn't expect that his favorite ninth son would actually think so too.
Feng Yuheng stood next to Xuan Tianming, the two of them holding hands tightly. She knew that it took a lot of courage to say such words. She also knew that saying that she didn't want the throne in private was different from saying that she didn't want the throne in front of the emperor.
, the meaning is different. She does not think that Xuan Tianming has never had the idea of the throne from beginning to end. At least before he met her, this person should still want the throne, right? Did she influence him?
Perhaps sensing what she was thinking, Xuan Tianming held the hand of the little woman next to him and used a slight force to make her feel his determination. Then he said to Emperor Tianwu: "Now Lao Ba has been thrown into death row.
I don’t want him to have another chance to stand up. Without him, whoever sits on this throne will be the same. There are no cowards in the Xuan family, and every one of them is good. You can safely leave this country to anyone to supervise it.
, as for whether it is that piece of material, just treat it as a test and a fair opportunity."
Emperor Tianwu closed his eyes and thought about what Xuan Tianming said over and over again. He always felt that he was about to lose his most beloved son. Could it be because of his love for Concubine Yuan Gui in the past few months?
He had no face to see Concubine Yun again, and naturally he had no face to face his son!
The old emperor let out a long sigh and finally accepted this fact. As for who should be allowed to supervise the country, he still thought seriously in his heart...