"Jing 'er, what are you doing? Jing Er…"
Li Jiancheng's appearance immediately silenced the entire chaotic palace. A concubine pounced on Li Yuanjing like a madman and grabbed the sword."Put it down, Jing 'er. Do you want my mother to die here before you stop?”
"Mother…"
Li Yuanjing was almost old enough to go to his fief. With bloodshot eyes, he said angrily,""Your son…Your son is just not convinced…"
"Put the sword down, put it down!"
The concubine in white silk had her hands slashed by the blade. She snatched it and threw it away. Coincidentally, Li Xuan walked over expressionlessly from afar and knelt to the ground without a second thought. Your Majesty, Yuanjing is young and inexperienced. I…I beg Your Majesty to spare Jing 'er's life…"
"Imperial Mother…"
Just as Li Yuanjing was about to speak, he was pulled down by the concubine and scolded angrily,"Kneel down! Did you hear that? I told you to kneel down…"
Thud!
Unwillingly, Li Yuanjing knelt on the ground, but he stood upright and looked at Li Xuan with hatred.
Li Xuan smiled. This was a classic display of the harem's contempt for his authority.
Li Yuanjing's birth mother was Noble Consort Mo, who died right after the Tang Empire was established. The concubine in front of him was not Li Yuanjing's biological mother, but the famous Consort Zhang De.
There were many historical stories about Li Yuan's two favorite concubines in his later years, Yin and Zhang.
"Li Yuanjing?"
The corners of Li Xuan's lips curled up mischievously as he slowly squatted on the ground. His gaze landed on the concubine. She was beautiful and haggard. He reached out and slowly lifted her chin."Yesterday, the King of Qin wanted to take my head, and today, the King of Zhao, Li Yuanjing, wants to kill me? Am I…that easy to bully?"
"Your…Your Majesty…"
Consort Zhang De was so frightened that her entire body trembled. A feeling of despair came over her. She turned around and stared blankly at Li Yuanjing, then slapped him across the face."Kneel down and apologize to His Majesty! Hurry up and apologize…"
"Mother…"
Li Yuanjing gritted his teeth, but he could not bear to lower his head."Yuan Jingzhi was wrong…"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty…"
Consort Zhang De knelt on the ground and quickly arrived in front of Li Xuan. She hugged a leg and pleaded,"" Your Majesty, Yuan Jing is about to reach the age to go to his fief. I implore Your Majesty to spare Yuan Jing and expel him from the palace. He is never allowed to step into Chang 'an City!”
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The smile on Li Xuan's face deepened as he squatted down again and pinched Consort Zhang De's tender face.""The King of Qin is not dead. If I chase Li Yuanjing out of the palace, will he join forces with the King of Qin to assassinate me again?”
Consort Zhang De felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her entire body froze."Your Majesty, this concubine didn't mean that, Your Majesty…"
"Men!"
Li Xuan kicked Consort Zhang De away angrily and roared at the door,""Bring Li Yuanjing to the Meridian Gate and behead him! On the day of Imperial Father's state funeral, I will be buried with him!"
"This…"
The entire sleeping chamber was completely dumbfounded. Everyone was tongue-tied and their faces were deathly pale. Even their cries had stopped as they stared blankly at this scene.
"Li…Li Jiancheng, today…"
Li Yuanjing, who was kneeling on the ground, jumped up and prepared to pounce at Li Xuan. However, he was dragged away by the Imperial Army soldiers who rushed in from outside the hall.
Li Xuan turned to look at Consort Zhang De's teary eyes and pursed his lips into a smile. He bent down and said,""Today, if anyone in the three palaces and six courtyards causes trouble again, I will kill them all and let you concubines follow my father!”
After saying that, he stepped into the bedroom without looking back.
However, these words made dozens of Li Yuan's concubines sit on the ground. These women married the emperor for glory and wealth. None of them wanted to be a widow, let alone be buried with him.
Li Yuan was completely dead.
Dressed in a dragon robe, the cold corpse lay quietly on the bed. Livor mortis had already begun to appear. The palace maids and eunuchs were cleaning him up.
Crying?
Li Xuan felt a little vexed. He really couldn't cry. According to the current rules, he still had to keep watch.
He couldn't do these things.
The news of the Emperor's death spread quickly. Within seven days, every family in Chang 'an was not allowed to hold a wedding, let alone beat gongs and drums. Everyone had to mourn in silence.
The old fellows from the Ministry of Rites arrived very quickly. They were all gossiping about Li Xuan, how to abide by etiquette, and how to conduct a state funeral.
…………
However…
At the same time.
Dozens of kilometers away from Chang 'an, on the famous Mount Taibai.
It was summer, and the lush greenery spread throughout the mountain. It stood out like a crane among a flock of chickens as it reached the highest peak of the Qinling Mountains. The terrain was steep, and it towered into the clouds.
The towering trees were covered with complicated vines, and golden monkeys and colorful Tragopan birds were jumping up and down.
On a small path winding up the mountain, Hou Junji was shirtless, the veins on his rough arms bulging, and his forehead covered in sweat as he pushed his wheelbarrow forward.
"Your Highness, wake up…Your Highness…"
In the wooden carriage, Li Er had completely fainted. His face was pale, his lips were dry, and half of his body was dyed red with blood. Even his breathing was very weak.
Hou Junji was extremely anxious. Sun Simiao was on this mountain, but who the hell knew where he was?
Mount Taibai was vast, and as far as the eye could see, it was filled with towering trees. Occasionally, wild beasts would roar. Now that Li Er had fainted, Hou Junji stopped and panted as he looked around. He was a bit panicked!
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