Seeing that Emperor Yan Ping was deep in thought, Cheng Xueqi added fuel to the fire and said, "Your Majesty, I don't ask that Hao'er be admitted to the East Palace, but I beg your majesty to spare Hao'er's life!"
"Why do you say that, my beloved concubine? With me here, who dares to hurt Hao'er?"
"This world belongs to the prince after all. Your Majesty's kindness to Hao'er now will only make the prince resent this Brother, I beg your majesty to let Hao'er become a vassal, right?"
Emperor Yan Ping frowned, and the meaning of Cheng Xueqi's words made him feel unhappy. What does it mean that the world ultimately belongs to the prince? In this world, as long as you are here, it belongs to you. How can it be the turn of others to point fingers? And this prince wants to rebel! It seemed that he couldn't be kept after all.
"Don't worry, my beloved, that traitor dares to rebel. I will definitely destroy him!"
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry! Now that the crown prince is powerful, Commander Chen has not returned from his trip. The number of the imperial army has been greatly reduced, and I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the attack of the prince. Your Majesty, it is better to let us mother and son leave, and then pass the throne to the prince to save his life!"
Emperor Yan Ping gasped in anger when he heard this! , coughed twice, and said: "Do you want me to abdicate the throne to that traitor?"
Cheng Xueqi was still persuading him with "kind words", and said with some comfort: "Your Majesty, please don't act out of emotion. The prince is the eldest son, and you will pass the throne to him sooner or later. Why do you need to make the father and son fight over this matter? If you pass the throne to him, the prince will definitely not hurt you because of the relationship between father and son. It's time for you to recuperate in a different place and no longer care about political affairs, so you can spend your remaining years in peace."
"Shut up!"
Cheng Xueqi handed the twelfth prince to Cheng Dun and took him away. He took the imperial edict and said: "Your Majesty, time is running out, so don't be impulsive. The prince will definitely take action in the next two days. Once the prince points his sword at Weiyang Palace, you may not be able to abdicate. Your Majesty, you must not do it. Hesitate at this time."
Cheng Xueqi brought the imperial edict and pen, obviously asking Emperor Yan Ping to abdicate immediately. Although Cheng Xueqi had "good intentions", Emperor Yan Ping was still very angry. He angrily waved away the imperial edict and said, "I'm not dead yet! It's too early for him to succeed to the throne!"
"Your Majesty, those who understand current affairs are heroes. Why do you have to wait until things are irreversible before begging the prince to spare your life?"
"I...I..." < /p>
Emperor Yan Ping groaned for a long time and actually fainted from anger. Seeing this, Cheng Xueqi calmed down and sneered. She had had enough of having to act with this old guy every day. This time she was going to use the opportunity of the prince's rebellion to get rid of the prince and then the queen in one fell swoop. Let Emperor Yan Ping pass away naturally.
"Hmph, a person as mediocre and incompetent as you is worthy of becoming the master of the world?"
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Cheng Xueqi nodded Yan Pingdi’s head and said in her tone:Full of disdain. She said to Cheng Dun who returned to the palace: "Put his clothes on, help him to the dragon chair, and do a complete show. This time he must get the imperial edict to pass on the throne."
"Yes. . ”
It’s not that Cheng Xueqi couldn’t write an imperial edict by herself, it’s just that passing the throne was a big deal, and only a passing edict written by Emperor Yan Ping himself could minimize the resistance to Li Hao’s succession. Because Li Hao's succession would inevitably arouse objections from the courtiers, at this time, presenting the imperial edict written by Emperor Yan Ping himself would definitely achieve the purpose of shocking the court and making it justifiable. As long as the officials in the court recognized the orthodox status of Li Hao's heir, everything else would be easy to say.
After a while, Emperor Yan Ping woke up and found himself sitting on the throne, feeling as if he was in another world. The days of not going to court for more than half a year were really like a dream. At this moment, Emperor Yan Ping thought that he was in a dream, sober and confused. Why are there no courtiers in the palace at this time? He looked around, but there was no one around. It was really strange. Where was his concubine? And why is the chamberlain who always follows the imperial concubine missing? Emperor Yan Ping opened his mouth, wanting to call someone over, but found that his lips were only slightly open and no sound came out. What's going on? Emperor Yan Ping looked a little frightened. He shivered and tried to stand up, but found that his feet seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't move. His lower body had no feeling at all.
Emperor Yan Ping felt tightness in his chest. He didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or panic. He couldn't feel his breathing. Finally he could reach out his hand to the desk, where there was a volume of imperial edict. After Emperor Yan Ping opened it, he found that inside was the edict of passing the throne to the prince. He couldn't help but think, wasn't the prince planning to rebel? Why did he pass the throne to the prince? There was a yellow brocade box next to the imperial edict. When Emperor Yan Ping opened it, he was surprised to find a human head inside. Moreover, the person was not unfamiliar to him. He looked exactly like him. A sword was still dripping from the edge of the table. Blood.
Emperor Yan Ping was greatly stimulated. He looked at the head with a pale face, his eyes rolled up, and he fell from the throne. He could no longer hold his breath. Cheng Dun, who was ordered to stay outside to observe Emperor Yan Ping's actions, waited for a while and saw that Emperor Yan Ping had indeed made no movement, then sneaked in.
Under the throne, Emperor Yan Ping was lying on the ground with a pale face, and there was a pool of liquid under him. Cheng Dun touched his nose, and just as Cheng Xueqi expected, Emperor Yan Ping was so frightened that he even held his breath. Fortunately, there were pills given by the imperial master. Cheng Dun opened Emperor Yan Ping's mouth and fed the pills in. After a while, when I took another breath, I could already feel the breath coming in and out.
Since Emperor Yan Ping resigned from the court, a special area has been set up in the main hall, and a pool has been dug for him to bathe and play in the water, which is convenient for him to do things.
Cheng Dun dragged Emperor Yan Ping to the pool and threw him in. The water in the pool was very shallow, so I wasn't worried about drowning him. After washing, he put on new clothes and then dragged him back to bed. After cleaning up all traces, Cheng Dun pulled down the curtains and waited for Emperor Yan Ping toWake up and move on to your next plan.
After another half an hour, Cheng Xueqi returned to the palace after finishing her work. Cheng Dun told her what happened. It seemed that everything was as they expected. The next step is to see if this scene can get Emperor Yan Ping to issue an imperial edict.
Another quarter of an hour later, Emperor Yan Ping woke up from his nightmare. His mind was filled with images of the prince coming to kill him with a blood-stained sword. The bloody head in the image made him shudder.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating so much?"
When Emperor Yan Ping saw Cheng Xueqi, he seemed to have seen a savior, "Well...well...well... ...", but was speechless.