The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Chapter 172 Leng Jiuyuan Becomes the Emperor

Leng Jiuyuan glanced coldly at the man who had fallen to the ground, his face full of disdain: "I didn't expect that Sixth Brother is so ambitious and actually wants to take the top position.

Come, take this king's token and go to the emperor's bedroom to find the Seventh Prince, tell him what happened, and let him take over the Jingbei camp."

"Yes!" A secret guard flew away.

He looked at Ye Qingyan affectionately and said, "Princess, you are pregnant, so go back home and rest. Leave this to them. I have to go back to the palace."

Ye Qingyan said softly, "Go and do your work. There's nothing to worry about here. Anyone else who dares to force their way in will only die."

Leng Jiuyuan nodded and walked towards the emperor's bedroom.

Ye Qingyan looked at the corpses and handed a bottle of corpse-dissolving water to the secret guard. She said, "Put the corpses on top of each other and pour this potion on them. They will disappear."

At this time, a person dressed in maid's clothes walked out of the palace. She was in a hurry.

"Stop, what are you doing!"

Concubine Ning stopped and said, "My wife is not feeling well. I'm going back to the mansion to get her some medicine."

The guard at the gate didn't insist too much and said, "You can go now."

Concubine Ning's face remained calm, but she was extremely nervous inside.

Ye Qingyan looked at her, and their eyes met. Concubine Ning was so scared that she didn't know what to do. She was afraid that the Regent Princess would recognize her.

Ye Qingyan curled the corners of her mouth slightly and thought to herself: Concubine Ning actually wants to escape. I have never had any grudges against her. Let her go wherever she wants.

Ye Qingyan just nodded at her, and Concubine Ning understood, so she let herself go.

Ye Qingyan returned to the palace to rest, while Leng Jiuyuan went into the palace to take care of the emperor's funeral.

Concubine Ning walked forward quickly, she was about to leave the imperial city...

In front of the late emperor's mourning hall, all his concubines were dressed in mourning, tears flowing numbly, but not a single tear expressed their inner grief.

I originally thought that being the emperor's woman would be the greatest honor, but I never expected that the emperor would die young.

My life is ruined like this, and I can only live with the ancient Buddha and the green lamp for the rest of my life.

It was late at night, the moon hung high in the starry sky, and there was a hint of fragrance in the breeze.

Candlelight enveloped the entire magnificent palace, and everything was so peaceful.

The palace concubines took turns kneeling in front of the mourning hall and crying. It was a bit creepy to listen to. Concubine Ning was assigned to cry in the second half of the night.

The palace maid Yingyue was wearing the dress of Concubine Ning and her favorite phoenix hairpin on her head. She picked up a small oil barrel and poured oil in the house.

When the bucket of oil was empty, she looked at herself in the mirror and threw the candle to the ground.

A moment later, a huge fire broke out in the Zhongcui Palace, and it burned rapidly in a moment...

After a while, flames shot up into the sky, and the raging fire seemed to illuminate the entire palace, and the dark night sky suddenly seemed as bright as day.

The air was filled with the smell of burning, and the flames jumped around like a naughty monkey, then ignited a fire again, and the fire devoured a series of houses like a ferocious beast unscrupulously.

"There's a fire in the Zhongcui Palace! There's a fire in the Zhongcui Palace!"

For a moment, shouting, splashing water, yelling... filled the entire palace.

The originally magnificent palace was engulfed in raging flames.

Hundreds of years old rosewood and various precious woods fell into the sea of ​​fire.

The fire spread to the nearby palace with the wind, and the guards and eunuchs carried buckets of water to put out the fire.

A huge fire reduced everything here to ashes, and the flames lasted until the early morning before gradually dying out.

The Queen Mother, supported by Nanny Yu, came to Zhongcui Palace.

"Where's Concubine Ning?"

The maids in Zhongcui Palace all ran out and knelt down in unison: "Empress Dowager, Concubine Ning is missing."

"Who else?"

The eunuch in charge said, "The palace maid Yingyue has disappeared."

"What caused this fire?"

The old nanny bowed and said, "Replying to the Queen Mother, Noble Concubine Ning was the most favored in her life. I'm afraid she was so depressed that she committed suicide for love."

The Empress Dowager looked at the beams still emitting white smoke and ordered, "After daybreak, clear the rubble, find Concubine Ning, prepare a coffin, and let her accompany the Emperor."

After she finished speaking, she returned to her bedroom.

By daybreak, only a few pillars remained standing firmly in the Zhongcui Palace, their bodies having been burned by the raging fire until they looked like black charcoal, emitting white smoke.

The former glory is gone and it has become a messy ruin.

The eunuchs and guards dared not disobey and started to get busy.

After a busy morning, a body was found in the ruins. It had been burned beyond recognition. There was a golden phoenix hairpin on the head of the body.

It was initially determined that it was Concubine Ning, and they placed the body in the prepared coffin.

The matter passed like this.

On the second day, at the morning court session, civil and military officials stood on both sides, and the empress dowager came to the court wearing a phoenix robe.

The Regent also stepped out and stood beside the Queen Mother.

All the ministers knelt down and said: "Greetings to the Queen Mother, may the Queen Mother live a thousand years, and the Regent live a thousand years."

Chu Linlang said with a serious face: "Everyone, please stand up.

You also know that the late emperor had no children. He passed away and abandoned the entire Eastern Qin Kingdom.

The country cannot be without a ruler for a day, so the new emperor must find a suitable person from among the emperor's brothers.

You two should discuss who is the right candidate for the emperor."

Prime Minister Liu is a man of many talents. He has a clear understanding of the court situation and the Queen Mother's intentions are very clear.

He was the first to step out, clasped his fists and said, "This old minister believes that the throne of emperor must belong to the regent.

Which prince can lead the troops to repel the enemy? A few days ago, we fought a great battle with the Huns, forcing them to return five cities and submit a letter of surrender.

The Regent has fought on the battlefield for many years, winning every battle. He is decisive and efficient. If any prince has achieved the same feats as him, the old ministers will choose him as the Regent.

King Xiaoyao stepped forward and said, “This king believes that the emperor’s appearance should belong to the regent.

Yesterday, the Sixth Prince ordered 20,000 men from the Jingbei Camp to storm the Imperial City, but they were defeated by the Princess.

Many of the patrol camp's men were also killed or wounded, and the rebel generals Xiao and Guan Zhong were killed in action."

The ministers exclaimed that the Sixth Prince was planning a rebellion.

Throughout the dynasties, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.

If the regent wins, he will be the king of the country.

Liu Chengxiang and King Xiaoyao exchanged a glance, then knelt again: "This old minister greets the emperor!"

The Prime Minister had many disciples. Seeing how quickly this old fox moved, they all knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, long live the Emperor!"

When the others saw that this was the general trend, they also knelt down one after another.

Prince Xiaoyao smiled and said, "Empress Dowager, the ministers still have sharp eyes."

He came to Leng Jiuyuan and said, "Old Nine, the late emperor still has some things to do, and the country cannot be without a ruler for a day. It is better to do it today than today. You sit on the dragon throne and you are the new emperor."

Leng Jiuyuan had thought of many situations, but he didn't expect this one, that being an emperor would be so smooth.

He had no choice but to walk forward and sit on the dragon throne.

He knew that from the moment he sat on the throne, he would no longer have freedom. As a descendant of the Leng family, he had to shoulder this responsibility.

Leng Jiuyuan felt that his steps were particularly heavy and the burden on his shoulders was even heavier.

But he can guarantee that under his governance, Dongqin will be better tomorrow.

All the civil and military officials knelt down and said, "Long live the emperor!"

Sitting in his position and planning his work, Leng Jiuyuan's handsome sword-like eyebrows were slanted, and his slender and sharp black eyes exuded coldness.

Dressed in a black python robe, he looked cold, aloof, yet domineering, emitting an aura that could destroy the world.