Otherworldly Days

Chapter 415 The Emperor's Serious Illness

"Well, I see, let's go down."

The slave who came to reply got the master's response, bowed his head and retreated.

In the room, the frivolous Fang Ziye, who was embraced by Fourth Master Feng, was flushed all over his face, his earlobes were so red that they were about to bleed, and the people behind him were not something he could just push away.Fourth Master Feng hugged him until he made him angry. Seeing his blushing face, Fourth Master Feng had a rare smile on his face.

"Let go." On a sunny day, the man dragged him into the house for a frivolous act.

But this would be the wrong time for His Royal Highness King Yi to conspire against others, but even Feng Lingxiao himself couldn't explain this feeling clearly, and when he couldn't see this person, he just thought in his heart, and when he saw someone, he just wanted to treat him like this I hugged him, wanting to be closer to him.

The person in his arms was asking him to let go, but Feng Lingxiao didn't let him go either.

It was an unintentional act to save the child at the beginning, and it was not intentional to help the Governor of Feng, but now he won a heart unintentionally.

Thinking of Xiaoli'er being taken away by his own father, Fang Ziye felt a little bit sad in his heart, the obedient little boy stayed with him for a while, so he was taken away like this, and later returned to his father's place, Maybe there is no chance to see you again.

The human heart is made of flesh after all, so it is natural to have feelings of reluctance.

"Why, you don't want that kid to be taken away by Feng Chengyong?" Seeing that the smile on the face of the man in his arms disappeared instantly, Fourth Master Feng asked, as if he had guessed what was going on in his heart, "Why don't I send you Someone go get that child over?"

"Puchi..." Fang Ziye couldn't help laughing when he heard Feng Lingxiao's unreasonable tone, turned his head and glared at him, and said, "There's no such thing as you, who wants to get someone else's child, so come here!" , it may not be that Feng Fu Yin agrees."

It's not easy to take in a person's heart, but in turn, it will turn people into enemies?

"This is his child's blessing, how dare he, Feng Chengyong, not follow?" Feng Lingxiao smiled when he saw someone, his eyes looked at the person in his arms seriously, seeing his picturesque features, he crooked his smile With his facial features and eyes, the picture in his mind seemed to be similar, as if this person had smiled so wantonly in front of him a long time ago.

Finding Feng Lingxiao looking at him like this, Fang Ziye gradually suppressed the smile on his face, the man looked at him with too aggressive eyes, which made him a little unnatural.Moving his body, he wanted to escape from this man's embrace a little bit.

"As long as you think about it, you can." Feng Lingxiao said seriously with those black eyes that couldn't see the ground, as if they wanted to suck people in.

As long as you want, you can?When Fang Ziye heard this, he smiled and shook his head, his eyes were lonely, can he do what he thinks?

The days in this small courtyard are lonely, so lonely that I watch the child in my stomach grow up little by little every day, hoping that this person can come to see him and the child in my belly from the outside.With the company of that well-behaved child, there are more children's voices in this small courtyard, it seems that people are not so lonely, and they no longer get up early every day, looking forward to this person's arrival.

But Fang Ziye knew that Feng Lingxiao didn't like him getting too close to anyone, even the three-year-old child.

"Ziye, what are you thinking?" At this moment when the person in his arms became quiet, Feng Lingxiao found that this person was clearly in his arms, but it gave him a feeling that he was far away from this person, This made him a little uneasy.

He couldn't help tightening his arms around Fang Ziye, as if he could trap this person by his side and prevent him from escaping.

"I was thinking, when the little guy in my stomach is born, I can go outside..." Fang Ziye paused, and continued, "We can be like before, I want to go outside, what do you need me to do?" I'll do what you want."

"Is it done?" He asked, begging and expecting in his words.

The underlying meaning of these words is that when this child is born, we will be what we were before, and we will be what we will be in the future. I will still be your subordinate, and I will do my best for your great cause.

"Zi Ye, you know that this is impossible. Without you doing these things, there are others. But apart from you, no one can make this king treat you like this." The smile on Feng Lingxiao's face faded, and he finally What I don't like is that Fang Ziye is eager to put aside his relationship with him.

He put his hand on Fang Ziye's swollen abdomen, and told him, "You have my bones and your bones in you, Ziye, or in other words, from the rainy night when I rescued you, you are my Feng Lingxiao's person .”

"You won't be able to escape in your whole life, understand?" So don't even try to escape, you can't escape, you will be my people for the rest of your life, this life, this is Feng Lingxiao's answer.

These words hit Fang Ziye's heart, how could he not understand.

The two people in the room were silent, and no one spoke for a while, and the charming warmth disappeared without a trace.In the end, Feng Lingxiao lowered her head, kissed the top of the person in her arms, and said, "Be obedient and give birth to the child with peace of mind." "Zi Ye, don't always try to separate yourself from me and run away Me, how this king treats you, you should understand in your heart."

After speaking, he waited for the person in his arms to answer him.

"En." Fang Ziye responded.Now that things have happened, he knows that Feng Lingxiao has him in his heart, otherwise this person would not still miss him and the child in his womb at this moment.

He also knew Feng Lingxiao's difficulty, Fang Ziye clearly knew that every step this person took was walking through thorns.If there must be someone to sit on that chair, he also hopes that this person is Feng Lingxiao.

Since ancient times, the king and the defeater, only the one who sits on the throne is the king and the master of the world.Few of the losers' fates are good.

This day Feng Lingxiao left him, Xiao Li'er was also sent away, and the yard became quiet all of a sudden.The winter in Fengdu City seems to be very cold. Fang Ziye never even went out of the house. He listened to the howling wind outside in the house, making people wonder how to spend this long winter quietly.

In the next few days, that person did not come to this small courtyard. Fang Ziye also knew the current situation in the court, and knew that Feng Lingxiao must be very busy.

Waking up at night, the baby in his womb was making noises, and he couldn't fall asleep because of the noise.The little slave serving outside heard the voice inside at night, called out "Master", and got a response and went inside to serve the master.

When the master fell asleep again, the sky outside was boundless, and it was almost dawn.

When Ah Wu saw the pale little slave come out, and saw that the little slave had lost a lot of weight, he felt very distressed, but he couldn't help but the master in the room was still sleeping, and Er Shun came out yawning, eyes closed. Open wide open.He ordered the people in the kitchen to prepare the master's food, and when the master woke up, he would have something to eat. After finding the place, he squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

The days passed day by day, and the day when the child was born was getting closer and closer, the belly was getting bigger and bigger, it was difficult to walk, Fang Ziye was even more reluctant to move.Hearing some things about Chaozhong in the room, he knew that the man was at the most critical moment, but it was a pity that he couldn't help him with anything.

On a snowy night in the winter moon, the youngest eleventh prince died of illness at the age of three.

The eleventh prince was born of a lowly servant in the palace. Three years ago, a servant whom His Majesty favored drunkenly suffered the rain and dew from the Holy One that night. The servant became pregnant and was later made a beauty. It's a pity that the servant of the palace was also unlucky, and died of dystocia the night she gave birth to the eleventh prince.

The matter of the harem is not as simple as it appears on the surface. Who can say clearly whether this palace slave really died of dystocia or because of other reasons, in short, this person died.At that time, Zhang Guijun still had to be favored by His Majesty, Zhang Guijun had nothing to do with him, and these eleven princes were raised under Zhang Guijun's knees. I didn't think that these eleven princes would not survive to reach adulthood and left, which is also a blessing.

The eleventh prince is His Majesty's youngest prince, and he was raised by Zhang Guijun. His Majesty would visit him occasionally. In addition, the Eleventh Prince was smart since he was a child, so His Majesty loved him a little. It's a pity that he left just like that. .

All the princes were entered into the palace at night and knelt before the Holy Majesty.

Emperor Yongkang sat on the dragon bed with disheveled hair, dressed in bright yellow uniforms, and told his sons about his eleven sons, "...the little eleven wrote me a big picture the day before, Do you know what Little Eleven wrote to me?"

None of the princes kneeling at the bottom made a sound, even the eldest prince, who is usually not very smart, knew that at this time he could not touch his father's bad luck.

"On my eleventh day, I wrote four big characters for my life, and my little emperor told me that I want my father, the emperor, to live forever... I never thought that my little emperor would leave like this .”

He left first, even the emperor sitting on the dragon chair couldn't help crying when he talked about his little emperor.

"When Little Eleven was sick, where were you brothers? Who of you went to see Little Eleven again?! You brothers, one or two of you know how to fight in the nest all day long, and I'm not dead yet. What! All of you don’t pay attention to my father, I wish I would die quickly so that you can become emperors!” Having said this, Emperor Yongkang sternly scolded the princes who were kneeling in front of him.

The princes who knelt down pleaded guilty one after another, "I beg your father to punish you."

"What's the use of punishing you? My little eleven is gone..."

The Feng Dynasty stipulated that princes and grandchildren who were younger than 15 years old were not allowed to enter the imperial mausoleum. Emperor Yongkang ordered the eleventh prince to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, saying that after a hundred years, there would be his eleventh son. Accompany him.

At this time, none of the ministers in the court dared to object.

After the Eleventh Prince left, Emperor Yongkang, who was already in poor health, fell ill.

Lying on the dragon bed, the emperor made a decree.The chief steward who was waiting beside His Majesty announced the imperial decree, "...here!" After the imperial decree was read out, before the first prince who was kneeling down could get up to receive the decree, the chief steward said with a smile, "His Royal Highness, Hurry up and get up."

"Son, my minister receives the decree." Feng Lingcheng finally realized, and accepted the imperial decree happily.

What no one expected was that His Majesty appointed the eldest prince to supervise the country and temporarily handle the affairs of the DPRK and China.The left and right prime ministers assisted him, and the rest of the princes also assisted the eldest prince in managing the government.

As soon as the imperial decree came out, the fifth prince Feng Lingrui had the ugliest face.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live..."