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Chapter 55: Entering the Palace at Night

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    "Before Die'er goes to sleep every night, someone needs to use real energy to help the blood flow in her body, otherwise, she will definitely fall asleep the next day." Ling Zimo looked at the inner room worriedly, then turned to Lin Xihan and said  , "I'm worried that I may not be able to come to Xuyuan every day in the future, so"

    His wife, however, was at ease letting another man come and go in and out of his bedroom at night, and even had skin-to-skin relatives. It can be seen that he really trusted Lin Xihan with all his heart, without any doubts.

    Hearing what he said, Lin Xihan couldn't know.  The two have known each other for many years. Although they have always advanced and retreated together, respecting and cherishing each other, they have never faced each other with complete sincerity and openness like this moment, without the slightest bit of grievance.

    Immediately, his expression froze, and he said solemnly: "Don't worry! If you are not here, I will do my best to protect her well!" These words were so loud that they weighed as much as a thousand catties.

    The two of them looked at each other, with a thousand gratitudes and entrustments, and how many words seemed to be contained in this glance.

    The matter of Mengdie has been discussed properly, so Ling Zimo asked about the situation between the DPRK and China.

    He was recovering from his injuries in another hospital, and he could only declare to the outside world that he had left Beijing for something.  The emperor has not been in court for ten consecutive days, and the current government affairs are temporarily taken care of by the prince, but King Wei has united with a group of ministers, making things difficult for him everywhere, and the situation is in chaos.  Two days ago, news came out from the palace that the emperor was critically ill, he was called back to the capital as soon as possible, and he was ordered to enter the palace to face the saint immediately after returning.

    "Many people in the court should understand the meaning of the father's desire to abolish the prince, right?" Ling Zimo pondered after listening.

    Lin Xihan replied: "Although the emperor didn't say it clearly, Zhuang Zhijian has secretly visited many important ministers, and he wants to come to the government and the public to know all about it. It's just that there are always many people who support the prince, and there is no excuse to abolish the prince at this time."

    "Excuses can be found at any time! He is just worried that if the crown prince is suddenly abolished, how will he be able to restrain the ministers who are truly loyal to the country in the court, and how will they be able to help King Wei with all their hearts in the future?" Ling Zimozui  He sneered slightly, "That's why he is eager to ask me to come back now. The military power in my hand is the most powerful support!"

    Lin Xihan nodded, but worried again: "But you still wholeheartedly support the prince, and he will inevitably not attack you."

    Ling Zimo put his hands behind his back and said nothing, his eyes flickered with coldness.

    The two discussed again, and it was almost Haishi, but Ling Zimo entered the palace overnight without taking a rest.

    Arriving at Xiyang Palace, Liu Wen, the chief internal officer, greeted him immediately after receiving the notification. His thin old face was full of smile lines: "See His Royal Highness King Yu! The emperor has been waiting for you for a few days." When I was still the prince,  Liu Wen was by his side, and he had a thorough understanding of his master's thoughts, so he was deeply favored and trusted. He became the head of the palace all the way, and he could be regarded as the number one celebrity in the palace.

    Ling Zimo nodded politely: "Eunuch Liu, don't need to be too polite! I rushed back quickly after receiving the news. I only entered the city at night today. I wanted to wait until tomorrow morning to visit my father, but I was worried. Thinking about it or not  I will go into the palace to have a look tonight. How is the father? Have you ever rested now?"

    Liu Wen sighed, shook his head worriedly, and only replied: "I took a rest after dinner, and I'm waiting for you for a while! Your Highness King Yu, please!" After finishing speaking, he made a gesture of invitation.

    Ling Zimo bowed slightly: "I'm sorry to trouble you, father-in-law, to lead the way."

    Liu Wen bowed to lead the way, and the two walked until they reached a screen with double dragons playing with pearls in the inner hall. He stopped and said in a low voice: "The emperor is inside, please go in by yourself! This old servant will leave now.  "

    Ling Zimo still bowed down, took out a string of thumb-sized beads from his sleeve, and quietly stuffed them into his hand: "Grandfather, you have worked hard."

    Liu Wen's face was full of joy, and he said in his mouth: "Where is that!" After saluting, he retreated.

    At this time, there was a coughing sound from behind the screen, and then a voice coughed and said, "But Mo'er is here?"

    Ling Zimo replied loudly: "It's my son." Then he walked a few steps quickly and turned the screen.

    Behind the screen is the inner room where the emperor rested.  The emperor was reclining on the dragon bed alone, with a few soft pillows on his back, his face was sallow and haggard, and he was covering his mouth with his hands, coughing weakly.

    Ling Zimo hurried forward a few steps, took a clean handkerchief, and gave it to him, while concerned: "Why is it that I haven't seen you for a few days, and my father is so sick? What did the imperial doctor say?"

    The emperor held the handkerchief, coughed and said, "It's like this when you're old, what can the imperial doctor say?"  He glanced at it, rolled it up, and threw it aside, looking even more haggard.

    Ling Zimo squinted from the corner of his eyes, and saw the bright red on the veil, and felt his heart skip a beat.

    The emperor smiled miserably: "Father, I am afraid that time is running out."

    Ling Zimo hurriedly knelt down: "Father is still in his prime, and these minor illnesses can be treated in time. Why do you make such ominous words?"

    The emperor looked at him benevolently: "I know my own body well, and the ones I worry about the most now are the three of you brothers!"

    Ling Zimo knelt on the ground, not knowing what the emperor wanted to say, so he dared not answer for a while.

    "What I mean, Zhuang Aiqing has already told you, right?"

    "yes!"

    "Then what do you say?"

    Ling Zimo lowered his head and did not answer.

    The emperor didn't wait for him to answer, and said with emotion: "I know what you mean. Although your second brother can be regarded as excellent in civil and martial arts, but he is narrow-minded and overly suspicious. As far as the talent of the emperor is concerned, he is not as tolerant as your elder brother."  The amount of people, the heart of benevolence. But have you ever thought about it, the word "benevolence" is not only your elder brother's strengths, but also his shortcomings. If he is the emperor, I am afraid that the country of the Great Zhou will fall into the hands of people with other surnames  hands!"

    "Father means" Ling Zimo looked suspicious.

    "Do you think I really don't know about Rufei's little thoughts?" The emperor suddenly sneered.

    Ling Zimo was startled, frowned, but did not speak.

    The emperor changed his subject again, and his tone softened: "Mo'er, you are my youngest son, and because you have no mother since you were young, I have always loved you very much. Of course, you have not disappointed me.  Among people, you are the best!"

    Ling Zimo hurriedly leaned over and said: "Father and Emperor have learned from you, my son has never had the heart to go beyond the rules"

    "I know what you mean." The emperor waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to explain, "I also know that you have always been skeptical about the cause of Concubine Yu's death"

    Ling Zimo's whole body was shocked, and he didn't dare to look up, the expression in his lowered eyes changed.

    The emperor let out a long sigh, raised his eyes slightly, and looked as if he was remembering something: "When your mother and concubine entered the palace, she was only sixteen years old, and she was at the age of 16. She is gentle and quiet, she doesn't talk much at ordinary times, but she is very kind.  Understandable. At that time, I loved to go to her palace to drink the Biluochun brewed by her, and because of this, she soon became pregnant with you" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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