Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Chapter 184: Female Supreme Yuanjun 7

"Your Highness, the Emperor has left." He Liu returned to the inner hall and whispered, causing Yang Yan to sneer.

"Just go and leave. No need to reply in particular."

"My servant knows." He Liu hesitated for a moment and whispered, "It is rare for the emperor to relent. He comes to visit His Highness every day. Why don't you take this opportunity to give birth to your own princess?"

"I understand that Your Highness has been wronged, but you must also make plans for your future! Although the Marshal is now powerful, she will eventually grow old one day."

"And forgive me for saying something unpleasant. Your Highness has no sisters to support you, and there are no girls in Cen Tang's family who can stand up. When the marshal becomes a marshal for a hundred years, the emperor will no longer have any scruples. Your Highness, you will be alone in the palace, empty. How should one deal with the title of Yuanjun?"

In fact, He Liu still had many worries that he had not said out loud. Since the Emperor could mistake a deer for a horse and insist that Xianqing's daughter was His Highness's, he must not have cared about His Highness, the minister, at all. Judging from this attitude, it is very likely that he will wait until the marshal When he loses power, His Highness will die.

It would be different if His Highness had a little princess. The marshal is less than fifty years old this year. He can at least lead the Cen family to glory for more than ten years. If he is lucky, he may be able to last more than twenty years. By then, the little princess will have grown up. , will naturally become His Highness’s support.

"Do you think Le Xiaoyu will be willing to give birth to a child for me?" Yang Yan shook his head and lamented the innocence of the original owner's servant. Not to mention that the emperor's heart was disgusted with his "ugliness", but his appearance completely matched her aesthetic taste. , that woman would not allow the men of the Cen family to keep her bloodline.

This is not only because she has the "true love" of Xianqing, but more importantly because she has scruples about Cen Geng, fearing that after the original owner gives birth to the princess, sooner or later he will join forces with the generalissimo to force her to abdicate in favor of someone new.

She disguised the crown princess as the original owner's child and raised her under his knees. To put it nicely, it was to protect her safety. More importantly, it was the heart of An Yuanzhu and Cen Geng behind him. At the same time, she also buried it in their side. A chess piece that would not be suspected at all.

Otherwise, with her majestic status as the emperor of a country, if she really tried her best, wouldn't she be able to protect her beloved child in her own territory, the harem? That's a joke!

He Liu didn't expect to go so far, but his mind was clear after being asked such a question by his master. Since the emperor is not even willing to marry His Highness, and he deceives His Highness with such ridiculous words as holding hands, he must not be happy in his heart.

"Then what should we do, Your Highness?" He was suddenly anxious and angry, and tears were about to fall. He cursed the emperor countless times in his heart, and wished he could curse her to death.

What happened to the emperor? Can the emperor bully people like this? It's really too much!

"Don't worry, I have my own plan in mind, and I won't make things easier for those who bullied us." Yang Yan didn't panic at all, "If Le Xiaoyu comes again later, you can block her back, I don't want to see her. "

He changed his previous attitude of being indifferent to the condition of the princess. The emperor was not a fool, so it was strange that he didn't notice it! She comes here all day long just to test how much he knows so as to determine how to deal with their mother and son in the future.

Yang Yan had no interest in solving her doubts, so let her guess in panic! What this scumbag did to the original owner was simply disgusting. Now his revenge has not yet begun. To make her worry is just to collect some interest first.

As for whether Le Xiaoyu will do anything extreme, firstly, he has someone protecting him, and secondly, his own abilities are not easy for others to control. It can be said that he is very confident.

Seeing that his master looked confident, He Liuliu could not figure out his plans, but his habitual obedience over the years still made him obey Yuan Jun's words. After that, he sent the emperor directly without sending any message.

She went to Quanyang Palace to express her goodwill for nearly a month, but was turned away. Le Xiaoyu was almost furious. If another minister dared to treat her like this, she would have been thrown into the cold palace long ago. It fends for itself.

No, it should be said that except Yuanjun, no minister in the harem dared to treat the king of a country like this, because only he had strong support, so she could not act rashly.

Le Xiaoyu was annoyed and ashamed, and wished she could send people to break into Quanyang Palace immediately to catch Cen Yangyan and punish her, but her reason suppressed her desire to move. Cen Geng still controlled most of the country's military forces. At that time, even if she was the emperor, she could not or dare not do anything to him.

Late at night, Yiren Palace.

The woman who was sleeping peacefully on the bed suddenly began to tremble slightly, and large drops of sweat rolled down her forehead. The expression on her face gradually changed from peaceful to twisted and painful, and some incoherent murmurs came out of her mouth.

"Your Majesty," the man next to her was startled, and he hurriedly climbed on her body and shook her, "What's wrong with you, Your Majesty? Your Majesty..."

"Bold thief!" Le Xiaoyu suddenly sat up, his eyes widened, and his hands went straight to pinch the neck of the person in front of him.

Xianqing was unprepared and was pinched by her vitals. Coupled with the natural physical difference between men and women, she couldn't break free even after two weak hands. She quickly pinched her and rolled her eyes. It's about to die.

Fortunately, Le Xiaoyu's mind gradually returned to clarity at this time. Seeing that she had almost strangled the man she loved to death with her own hands, she was shocked. She quickly let go of her hand and hugged him to comfort him: "Qian'er, don't be scared. I am Qian'er."

Xianqing just took his breath away for a moment. After being patted and coughed a few times by her, his breathing became smoother. He was trembling with fear as he was spinning around in front of the gate of hell. Tears fell in large drops and he looked at her. His eyes were full of fear.

"I'm sorry Qian'er," Le Xiaoyu felt extremely distressed when she saw him like this, and quickly hugged him to comfort him, "I had a nightmare. I thought you were a traitor and a traitor, so I couldn't help but take action. Don't be afraid of me."

Xianqing wanted to speak, but his throat was stinging for a while, and he only made a hoarse and unpleasant sound. The emperor himself was also in shock. He didn't want to disturb the people waiting outside the palace, so he stood up and poured a glass of water for him to drink.

But she didn't know how to serve people at all, so what she poured was the cold water left on the table. It was already winter, and the temperature was very low at night. Xianqing swallowed it hard, and her whole body was suddenly frozen. .

Le Xiaoyu felt his body trembling and thought he was still scared, so she quickly comforted him in a considerate whisper.

Being treated so carefully by the king of a country, how can a wise man tell the truth? He had no choice but to swallow the bitter water by himself. But at this time, the emperor wanted to give him a drink. He quickly stopped him and changed the subject: "I'm fine, your Majesty. What did you dream about?"

His throat was damaged, and his voice was not as mellow as usual, but rather hoarse.

"Aiqing's injury is serious, why do you care whether it's a dream or not?" Le Xiaoyu felt heartbroken when he heard this, "I will send the imperial doctor over to you right now to take a look at it, so that you don't get the root cause of the disease."

"Don't -" Xianqing quickly tried to dissuade him, holding back the discomfort in his throat and said, "I have nothing to do, just apply some ointment and it will be fine. If the imperial doctor is notified, and what happened tonight is known to others, I'm afraid it will be very harmful to Your Majesty." Bad reputation."

Of course this is one of the first, and the second is that Huang Guiqing is crazy now, staring at him all day long, waiting to hurt his feet. If it is known that he was almost strangled to death by the emperor, I don’t know what the arrangement will be like. .

Le Xiaoyu didn't know that he had other scruples. She just thought that he only thought about herself. She was very moved and held his hand lovingly and said: "You are probably the only one in this palace who is sincere to me. It's just that you are the only one who treats me sincerely. I've wronged you."

"I am not wronged." Xianqing leaned into her arms and whispered, "As long as Your Majesty is good, I will be satisfied."

The two of them chatted with each other for a while, and then Le Xiaoyu called for someone to get the ointment. The waiter came in and lit a high candle, and was immediately startled by the scene in the room.

When the emperor just woke up from the nightmare, he really regarded the person in front of him as his enemy and acted mercilessly. Therefore, the scars on Xianqing's neck were very tragic and looked shocking against his snow-white skin.

When applying medicine for him, Le Xiaoyu felt distressed and scared. If she hadn't woken up in time, she would have killed the man she loved most with her own hands today.

But even so, this stupid man had no complaints against her. He only cared about not harming her reputation. How could she not love him, pity him, and want to put the best things in the world in front of him?

But as the king of a country, she couldn't even dote on the man she liked openly. She could only watch him kneeling humbly at the feet of other men, and sometimes being bullied.

Thinking of the nightmare that woke her up before, Le Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly became gloomy.

At first, she wanted to find out whether Yuan Jun really knew that the Crown Princess was not his biological child. Although various signs pointed to this, people always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, even if she is the king of a country. You can't avoid being vulgar, and there is always luck in your heart.

But the further she went, the colder her heart became. Cen Yangyan's attitude almost showed that he knew everything, otherwise he would not change his normal attitude and ignore the princess.

She even sometimes suspected that Yi'er would suddenly be poisoned, maybe it was him who had done it.

Le Xiaoyu didn't understand what she did in such a secretive way, and where Yuan Jun saw the flaw, but she knew she couldn't continue like this.

What Cen Geng loves most is her precious son. She originally proposed to marry Cen Yangyan because of this. Otherwise, how could he be qualified to be her wife with his appearance?

If she knew what she had done, she would definitely not let it go. The situation in her dream before was likely to happen, and she had to take action first!

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