MTL - Unforgettable Emperor’s Favor-Chapter 144 counterattack

"Are you crazy? No, I never agree."

"Master, this is your last chance." The system said coldly in Yu Qingya's mind, "You are trapped in the nunnery now, Princess Song has a grudge against you, implying that other nuns in the nunnery treat you coldly. If you muddle through , it is impossible for you to leave this nunnery in your whole life."

"However, you can't push my son out." Yu Qingya gritted her teeth and said, "Murong Yan has already cleaned the royal family twice. In the previous life, Yu Qingjia did not enter Ye, and Murong Yan killed King Yingchuan and the emperor without a valid reason. For other adult children and grandchildren, in this life, Murong Yan's marriage date was advanced, and King Yingchuan and others rebelled on his wedding day. With the name of treason, how could Murong Yan be relentless? So many adult sons will not survive, and my son will not survive. Wouldn't it be worthless for a newborn baby to bump into Murong Yan's men at this time?"

The voice of the system is calm and rigid, it completely ignores Yu Qingya's words, and is still analyzing the feasibility: "First point, King Guangping is the eldest son, according to ancient laws, the eldest son is the legitimate heir, and when the eldest son dies, the eldest grandson inherits. Although your son is not a direct descendant, he is the only heir of King Guangping. It makes perfect sense legally. The second point is that from the perspective of the emperor’s feelings, he will also tend to make your son his son. As an heir, a grandson is always closer than a nephew. Regardless of legal principles or favors, this child has a great chance of winning. Only when your son is valued by the emperor, and you, as his biological mother, have a chance to stand up."

"Heh." Yu Qingya sneered, "animals are just animals after all, no matter how resembling they are, they can't become human beings. Just relying on dead objects to record, and trying to change the court? You can save yourself, how many smart people fell down in the court In the coup, you are a machine, where do you have the guts to dictate?"

The system was silent for a moment, and said: "Host, this is the option that is most likely to change your current situation after system analysis. If you give up, you will be trapped in this poor and closed nunnery for the rest of your life. Nobody knows."

Yu Qingya knew that the situation was over, so she completely tore her face apart and sneered at the system at every turn. However, what the system said still pierced Yu Qingya's heart like a knife. She and the system were relatively silent. After a long time, Yu Qingya's voice was dry, and she said: "However, in the previous life, Murong Yan successively appointed two offshoots as puppet emperors. The first little emperor was disobedient and intended to seize power. He was poisoned to death without blinking, and then helped another weak and incompetent superior. Even though the second little emperor obeyed Murong Yan, he was killed after Murong Yan crossed the river to destroy the Southern Dynasty. My son is more important than these two emperors. Younger, with a more orthodox identity, wouldn’t it kill him if he was pushed out?”

"The current situation is very different from the historical records. In the historical books, King Langya killed Emperor Wuping. At the same time, many princes of Emperor Wuping died in accidents with various names. The royal family did not have a suitable heir. King Langya chose one from the clan. The nine-year-old child was adopted by King Guangping as his son and established as the new emperor. The new emperor obeyed the instigation of his biological parents, intending to seize power, and was poisoned by King Langya. The parents and servants who instigated the little emperor were all killed. After that, Langya The king picked a younger child from the clan, known as the young master in history, and then Zen was located in the emperor's uncle King Langya. Now that Emperor Wuping is still alive, King Langya's wedding has also been greatly advanced. The most important thing is that you gave birth to King Guangping Biological son. In the history books, Langya's royal power is all over the court. It is fashionable to choose a puppet emperor and to adopt him to King Guangping. The rightful heir to the throne. As long as your child is here, King Langya will not be able to manipulate the adoption. If the existence of this child is known to the outside world, the courtiers will definitely call for this child to be the crown prince. And Emperor Wuping is still alive, and with him, of course he will Support your son unconditionally. Emperor Wuping has been the emperor for many years. He had no heirs before and was discouraged, so he was suppressed by King Langya. Now that he still has blood alive, he will fight with all his strength. We can see."

Yu Qingya was skeptical when she heard this: "Really? Emperor Wuping couldn't beat King Langya in two lifetimes, will it be different in this lifetime?"

"If you don't try, how will you know?" The system analyzed coldly, "If you do it, there is still a chance of survival. If you don't do anything, King Langya will definitely send someone to assassinate him when he finds out that the child is born. You and your mother can't live. Rather than sitting and waiting to die, it's better to fight to the death, anyway, the situation will not be worse, and once you win, you will be the future empress dowager."

Yu Qingya's breathing stopped suddenly, the future empress dowager. She wanted to marry Murong Yan instead of Yu Qingjia, because she had taken a fancy to her position as queen. However, in the final analysis, the ultimate goal of being a queen is the queen mother.

The system easily detected that Yu Qingya had already moved. It flashed a series of codes, and finally said to Yu Qingya: "Host, make a decision quickly. Right now is a very suitable time."

The westerly wind blew a few days ago, and the weather suddenly turned cold. On the day of the winter solstice, it was wet and cold outside the house, even if I put on cotton clothes, I couldn't resist it.

Bai Zhi wrote down the cloak to Yu Qingjia distressedly, and said, "Today's winter solstice, it's so cold outside, God really knows how to catch up with the day. The princess has to stand outside for a day, how can this be possible?"

Yu Qingjia changed into a full set of princess costumes today, her hair was combed high, and all the broken hair was tied with pearls and emeralds, meticulously. There are nine flower tins on her bun, which is extremely luxurious and luxurious, and it is the highest-level form of a married woman inside and outside. The hair bun is noble, and the clothes are not sloppy. Yu Qingjia changed into Zhai clothes, which have several layers inside and outside, and jade pendants, big ribbons, and knee covers are pressed on the outermost. The clothes are rich and complicated, layered on top of each other, but they are meticulously suppressed by jade pendants and other objects. When moving, the lotus steps move lightly, but the corners of the skirt do not move, which is extremely dignified and beautiful.

"I'm fine." Yu Qingjia said, "The winter solstice is a big day, not only me, but also other imperial wives have to wait outside. The female relatives are in the palace anyway, and they can choose a place to sit after the ceremony. His Highness will lead the group It is hard work for a minister to sacrifice to heaven in front of the Hanyuan Hall."

Bai Zhi still feels distressed, Yu Qingjia's outfit today is beautiful and beautiful, and the weight is not light, if Yu Qingjia has to stand in such a suit for a day in the cold wind, she can't make mistakes, one can imagine how much she will suffer. But Bai Zhi also knew that there was no way to do it, and it would not be enough for others to suffer this crime. The importance of the winter solstice is no less than that of the new year. The winter solstice celebration is the biggest event of the year for the imperial court. As the princess of Langya, Yu Qingjia should be the head of the wife.

Yu Qingjia's frame drove into Miyagi, and her spirit unknowingly tensed up. On this day, all the officials in the capital had to enter the palace to participate in the court meeting. The gates of the palace were full of carriages, and the officials from various governments came and went, and there were several times as many grooms and servants as the court officials outside. Hustle and bustle. Even though the guards at the gate stared fiercely at the people who entered and exited, there were still some places that they could not take care of.

A **** in gray clothes lowered his head and walked towards the palace gate avoiding people. After passing through the palace gate on the west side, his footsteps suddenly accelerated, and he walked towards the south of the city without stopping.

In the nunnery in the south of the city, Yu Qingya held the child in her arms, standing up and sitting down again, almost never resting. She looked out of the window for a while, and couldn't help but ask the system: "System, will the person you mentioned really come?"

"Of course." The system voice did not fluctuate, "Host, please wait patiently."

Yu Qingya barely endured the anxiety, sat back on the bed, lifted the swaddling clothes to look at her son's immature face. Almost a month has passed, and the once red and wrinkled child has been reborn, and the skin has become tender and delicate, leaving marks when poked. Yu Qingya wanted to laugh when she saw the child. This is her son, her lifelong hope.

She held the child and looked at it for a long time, and gradually realized that something was not quite right. She suddenly clapped her hands in front of the child and called out to the child, only to find that the baby was still not crying or fussing, its eyes were fixed on the front, and it turned slowly. Yu Qingya's legs were drained of blood immediately, and her face was pale.

"System, why doesn't my son cry?" Yu Qingya knew roughly what a newborn child looked like even though she had never given birth to a child. Such a child who doesn't cry or make trouble, and doesn't even roll his eyes, how can it be normal?

The system beeped, and said in a completely outsider's tone: "You almost miscarried when you were pregnant, and you took a lot of powerful drugs later, so it affected the development of the fetus's central nervous system, the reaction was slow, and the development would also lag behind to varying degrees."

As if struck by lightning, Yu Qingya froze in place, and it took a long time before she could speak: "In other words, my son is an idiot?"

"From your understanding, it's like this." The system didn't care when he said this, as if he didn't think it was a big deal at all. But Yu Qingya felt that her whole world had collapsed: "My son is an idiot, what should I do from now on?"

"Babies can't tell the difference when they are young. What's more, isn't a foolish emperor more dependent on your mother?" There are clues in front of you, otherwise, it will be wiped out."

Yu Qingya's eyes lost focus, and she trembled uncontrollably, looking pitiful and terrifying. There was a slight knock on the door outside, and Yu Qingya came back to her senses, and bit the skin on the inner wall of her lips hard. There was a smell of iron in the mouth, and Yu Qingya forced herself to withdraw all the expressions on her face relying on the pain.

The door was pushed open, and a person came wearing a dusty robe. He first looked Yu Qingya up and down, then swept his eyes bluntly across the decorations in the room, and finally said to Yu Qingya contemptuously: "You are His Royal Highness Guangping's side concubine Yu Shi?"

Yu Qingya said dumbly, "It's me."

The eyes of the **** in gray fell on the swaddle, and Yu Qingya hugged the swaddle reflexively, her fingers convulsed with fright. When the **** saw the baby, his expression looked better: "This is His Royal Highness Guangping's heir? Does your little Highness feel uncomfortable?"

At this time, the system couldn't speak, so Yu Qingya could only rely on herself, and nodded stiffly. Fortunately, the eunuch's attention was all on the child, and he didn't notice Yu Qingya's strangeness. The **** took a look at the swaddle, and finally stuffed the cotton cloth back carefully, and said, "Concubine Yu, the miscellaneous family has written down the matter of the little county king, and I will report it to His Majesty later. Do you have anything to take with you?"

Yu Qingya's teeth were chattering nervously, she just shook her head, hoping that the **** in front of her would leave quickly. The **** felt strange, but after thinking about it, Yu Qingya didn't take it to heart when she saw that the emperor's servants were nervous. The **** had already taken a great risk when he left the palace today, and soon, he left on tiptoe just like when he came.

After the gray-clothed **** left, Yu Qingya seemed to lose all her strength and suddenly fell to the ground. She looked down at the son she had given birth to with all her life, and suddenly she was so sad that she wept loudly.

It is still pardonable for the evil done by the sky, but it is impossible to live for the evil done by oneself. If she didn't want to trade the life and death of her first child for her own glory, how could her only child be born stupid? Now, everything comes back to her. Yu Qingya didn't want to find out whether the child's stupidity was caused by a mistake in the system experiment, or because of the medicine she swallowed later, she only knew that her life's hope was completely over.

The court court will be carried out in an orderly manner, while in the background, the maids and eunuchs are busy preparing the things needed for the previous court, and they are so busy that they are thrown off their feet. However, on such a grand occasion, the majestic emperor's bedroom was ironically silent.

The emperor closed his eyes and lay motionless on the large imperial bed. The **** in gray took advantage of the chaos and slipped back to the bedroom. Before he could even change his clothes, he knelt outside the bed curtain and called out in a low voice, "Your Majesty."

"How about it?"

"The maidservant went to see, and the Yu family's son is indeed the son of the county king."

The emperor's eyes suddenly opened, and the light flashed in it, but it only disappeared for a moment, and soon returned to a lifeless look: "Are you sure it is Dalang's blood? The date of this woman's birth is wrong. Could it be that she was born in the nunnery?" Colluding with other men, pretending to be Dalang's heir?"

"No." The gray-clothed **** said, "I went to see it. That child is about the same as His Highness when he was a child. The woman was trembling and timid. She didn't seem to have the courage to trade fish for pearls, and the child's breath was weak, indeed. It's a sign of premature birth."

The emperor was relieved. He raised his hand, and the **** in gray immediately stepped forward on his knees and helped the emperor to sit up: "In the past few days, as long as I open my eyes, I can hear the news that my children and grandchildren have been slaughtered. I am already disheartened, Unexpectedly, Da Lang actually left a child behind."

The **** in gray sighed secretly, he was the emperor's confidant, and he had hidden among the low-ranking eunuchs for many years, except for a few confidants, no one knew about it. This time, all the servants on the bright side were wiped out, but he survived unharmed. The **** in gray didn't answer. He knew that although the emperor was depressed, his ambition had not been crushed. Everything the emperor did was dormant.

So the emperor said these frustrating words, and these slaves just listen to them. If they are serious, they are really asking for their own death.

The emperor leaned on the vermilion pillow, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep. The **** in gray lowered his brows and held his breath, as if he was not breathing. After a while, the emperor's low and slow voice sounded like a patient's voice: "Have you connected with those people?"

"Yes, according to His Majesty's instructions, the servant has already made an agreement with that side."

"Okay." The emperor smiled, opened his eyes, and a compelling dark light burst out from his cloudy and weak eyes, "That's good. I have kept his life for too long."

The **** in gray waited on the emperor to lie down, closed the curtain lightly, and exited the bedroom. As soon as he walked out of the inner palace where the emperor recuperated, the gray-clothed **** immediately restrained himself, like an ordinary old **** on the side of the road. The **** in gray walked through the two main halls and walked out of the exquisite and luxurious partition door. When he looked up, he was frightened by the silhouette in front of him and fell to his knees.

The person came with a black voice, and the day and night stars were outlined with golden threads on the shoulders, spreading all the way to the sleeves. A vermilion leather belt **** the black clothes, on which were tied exquisite and complicated jade pendants and sword ribbons, lining his face like jade and his tall figure.

Murong Yan was playing with the little jade sword in his hand. He stood sideways, smiled with his lips curled up, and slowly turned to look at the people on the ground: "Your movements are a little slower than I imagined."