C251 The Big Ending(1)

"How many years has it been?" The emperor who was still in the Eastern Palace discussing state affairs with the Crown Prince asked. No one needed to answer this question. The entire country knew that Ji Cheng had been the Emperor for a few years. "For the sake of the common people, he sleeps for six hours a day. Persist in the morning court... Throughout history, our emperor is considered a rare virtuous ruler. "

" He is also the first emperor who only has a queen in his harem since ancient times. " Changde had personally witnessed the Emperor's sincerity all these years. It would be a lie to say that he did not admire him. "It is truly rare for Mistress to have such deep feelings for His Majesty."

"You are right, we can't care about others. Let's talk about the Crown Prince. He married one after another, and the Eastern Palace made such a beautiful scene... " Speaking of Halberd Zhuang Cheng, this was what Fu Ting disliked the most. But he could not blame him. In this era, men were respected. As the heir to the crown prince, it was naturally better to have as many as possible. "Who exactly does he look like? Fourth Brother is also not like this... " Now that Prince Chun had shown his loyalty to Ji Cheng, Fu Ting would treat him as an elder brother.

"Like the late Emperor." Chang De had a good eye. He hit the nail on the head. "Didn't the late emperor marry a lot of people?"

"Yes, like Ji Jiang." A gust of cold wind blew against his face along with snowflakes. Fu Ting Ziche felt a little cold. "It's late at night and the weather is getting colder. I can't wait anymore. I'm tired too." He stretched out his hand and let Chang De help him up. Then, he slowly walked back to his chambers to change his clothes and sleep.

"Does Mistress want to sleep or talk to this old servant?" Chang De knew Fu Ting's temper. If the Emperor was not by his side, he would most likely nag at him. "This servant will wrap himself in a blanket and accompany Mistress."

"You mean it." Fu Ting looked through the veil at the loyal servant hiding by the bedside. Suddenly, he realized that Chang De's hair had grown out of his temples. He could not bear it. "I won't speak today. Chang De, you should go and rest too." His heart was filled with melancholy. "Uncle Zhong Yi sent me a few Herbal Head Crows a few days ago. You can take one of them. "Go and find one." The Imperial Physician prepared a prescription to nourish and nourish himself. "

"Sigh, this servant thanks Mistress." Chang De had an epiphany and touched his ear, his eyes turning red. He lightly extinguished a candle flame in the hall and left one. Mistress loved to leave a lamp to rest and although it was not very bright, it gave off a warm feeling, "Mistress, sleep well. This servant will go." There was no more sound.

Time does not forgive people. Whether it was the Emperor who was reborn or not, in the end, he could not escape the passing of time. As Fu Ting was muddle-headed, he thought that the passing of a night was not stable. A slight movement immediately detected that there was another person beside him. "He's back. When did he come back?"

"I'm just afraid that I'll wake you up. I'm still light here." Ji Cheng hugged him in a fawning manner. "Forget about the hour. Continue sleeping."

Hearing this, Fu Zhizhi opened his eyes. "Is it going to the court soon?" He slowly straightened his upper body and stared at Ji Cheng's clothes angrily. "You didn't sleep again?"

"I had a good chat with the Crown Prince." Ji Cheng tried to please him and went over to touch his protruding belly. "It's a good pavilion. Give me another son."

He pushed the man away with a palm. "Get lost!" The man was really angry. "Don't you know that you are sick?" He reached out to lift the veil and said, "Those who followed His Majesty to the Eastern Palace last night were all here. Call them in."

"Wait, don't spread it yet. Ji Cheng knew that she was really angry. "We really talked about important government affairs last night. I won't lie to you."

"What kind of government affairs are not important? There is one thing that is not important in the state? Fu Zhizhi pointed at Ji Cheng's nose and cursed: "Ye Qingcheng, the son of the Ji Clan in my womb is not famous yet." You think that I, your father, am looking down on my own body? You... Aiyo... "

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Ji Cheng saw her holding her stomach and was shocked. He hurriedly threw himself at her and wanted to hug her." I plan to abdicate and give the abdication to the Crown Prince. Don't be angry, you are carrying a child. "

"Don't come over." He shouted and caught the key point of Ji Cheng's words. "What?" Fu Ting was stunned. He held his protruding belly and looked at Ji Cheng in a daze. "What did you say?"

"The Crown Prince is very good and strong. What you said to the Emperor is really not human. I am tired. Are you alright? Ah? Don't scare me... "Ji Cheng could not care less about his image as an emperor. He used both his hands and feet to climb over and embrace the pavilion." Are you alright? Don't be like last time, it will scare people to death... " After a while, he saw that although the expression on the pavilion master's face was volatile, he did not cry out in pain anymore. He calmed down a little. "A few days ago, your reaction during pregnancy was intense. There were a few times in the Imperial Court where you vomited and held back. I saw it with my eyes that my heart ached very much. "

It was not that this idea suddenly arose in his mind, but the Imperial Physician had repeatedly emphasized it. The Empress had been working hard all year round. Even if she safely gave birth to the third child, she would definitely have emptied her body. She was even more afraid that after giving birth, the mother would not have enough energy and vitality to live for a long time. When Ji Cheng heard this, there was only one thought in his mind: Without the head of the Talisman Pavilion, even if he enjoyed thousands of miles of land, he would only be a loner. What was the meaning of being an emperor?

From then on, Ji Cheng fell into a state of extreme self-blame and uneasiness. He knew in his heart that as long as he was an emperor for a day, the leader of the Talisman Pavilion would not have any free time. The hair of the married couple turned white. Ji Cheng could not imagine who was missing between him and Fu Ting. What would happen to the other person if one of them was missing? The endless panic eroded Ji Cheng's thoughts. The wise and wise Monarch Zheng Rong was afraid!

After thinking about it, only by allowing the throne to stay far away from the Imperial Court and avoid conflict could one truly give one's lover peace and happiness.

Ji Cheng, who was in his prime, was willing to abdicate. This matter was no longer as simple as being surprised to Fu Ting. It could be said that he was shocked. "No, you're hiding something from me." As soon as these words were spoken, he felt his scalp go numb from being stifled. His four limbs were so soft and sore that he could not even lift up a single bit of strength, "Qingcheng, is there something wrong with your body? Did you vomit blood again? Tell me the truth. "