Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

The face of Huang Guiqing's death was too terrifying. Only the upper part showed a look of death with eyes closed, but the corners of his lips were curled up as if he were happy, and his whole face looked extremely distorted.

Le Xiaoyu felt an itchy and trembling feeling on her body. At first she thought she was frightened, but soon she realized something was wrong. The feeling did not disappear after the fright, but became more intense.

She looked down in wonder, only to see that the wound on her arm had changed from bright red to an unknown purple in this short period of time, and the color was rising visibly to the naked eye.

The terrifying black-purple color climbed up like a living insect. In the blink of an eye, her arm swelled up and looked very rashy.

"The dagger is poisonous!" Le Xiaoyu screamed in horror and hurriedly ordered, "Go to the imperial doctor quickly!"

The palace servants were also frightened when they saw this scene. The two of them quickly followed the order and ran out. The rest of the people gathered around and looked at her even more swollen arms. They were all confused for a moment, and some even lost their voices. Cry bitterly.

"Why are you crying in mourning? I'm not dead yet!" Le Xiaoyu shouted impatiently, frightening Xianqing, who was holding her arm in tears, to stop crying.

The emperor's vision was starting to get a little blurry, but he calmly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, my dear, I'll be fine."

"My servants are not afraid," Xianqing choked with tears in his eyes, "Long live the Emperor, he will definitely be in peace..."

The soreness and numbness in Le Xiaoyu's body became even worse. She nodded casually and had no more patience to coax him. Seeing him crying non-stop, she suddenly felt a sense of irritation in her heart.

She suddenly strode to Huang Guiqing's body, stepped on his face, and said angrily: "Swordman, if you dare to harm me, I will cut you into thousands of pieces and wipe out your entire clan. All clean!"

Huang Guiqing's face was deformed by her trampling, making her look even more terrifying. However, she herself fell backwards due to excessive force.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" The palace servants hurriedly stepped forward to catch her, preventing her from falling. However, after such a move, the black and purple branches on Xiao Yu's body had already crossed her neck and began to extend towards her face.

"Your Majesty, please don't move again," the palace servant warned in horror, "the poison will spread faster!"

Although Le Xiaoyu couldn't see the condition on her face, the discomfort on her body still made her feel bad. In this short period of time, she felt flustered and short of breath, and the strength in her body was constantly losing. It turns black in fits and starts.

Is she going to confess here today?

The emperor was in a panic and secretly hated himself for being too careless. Even Cen Geng was plotted to death by her, but he accidentally fell into the hands of a man.

Time passed bit by bit, and Le Xiaoyu's consciousness gradually blurred. She vaguely heard screams suddenly coming from outside the hall, which made her head throb and hurt.

Shut up, everyone!

She thought she was yelling angrily, but in fact all her voice was stuck in her throat. Instead of decreasing, the noise became louder and louder, until it seemed as if it was ringing in her ears.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not good!" Xianqing lay on top of her with tears on her face. Her face was so frightened that her face was white and blue, and her eyes were full of horror. "Outside, outside..."

Le Xiaoyu raised his eyes weakly. Before he could figure out what he was talking about, a group of people had already walked in through the opened door. The leader was Cen Geng, whom they thought was dead.

"Eh?" The tall woman looked around the room and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, this place is really lively."

"You—" It took Le Xiaoyu a long time to recognize her, and a ghostly expression suddenly appeared on his face. Then he rolled his eyes and fainted before even having time to hum.

Most of the ministers at the banquet were already drunk. When they suddenly heard that the emperor was assassinated in his palace, they were so frightened that they were half awake. At this time, no matter what thoughts they had in their hearts, they all rushed over in a swarm.

Cen Geng didn't ask anyone to clean up the scene. Huang Guiqing's body was laid out on the spot. The imperial doctor arrived and found out that the dagger was poisonous. He then asked people to tell people about Prime Minister Yu sending people to assassinate the generalissimo. The big pot of murdering the emperor was firmly put on the table. On the heads of mother and son.

Some of the officials angrily scolded the Prime Minister for being ambitious and audacious, while others saw that something was fishy and exchanged doubtful looks with each other, but they all kept silent, so the night's events were settled.

Yu Han failed in his attempt to assassinate the Generalissimo and was killed on the spot. Huang Guiqing used a poisonous dagger to murder the Emperor. After being subdued by the Emperor, he kicked him in the chest and died. Both of them deserved their punishment. They were sentenced to be stripped of all their honorary positions and buried in white. .

Their death was not the end. Everyone involved, including the entire Yu family, was implicated. In the following days, the entire court was in panic. Every day, tiger-like and wolf-like guards broke into the house of the courtiers, killing the whole family. The old man and the young man were sent to prison, and their property was seized.

The floor of the vegetable market was always wet in those days. It was cleaned every day and new people were brought in to be beheaded every day. The blood flowed along the streets and into the ditches. Even the water in the ditches was dyed red for several kilometers.

Huang Guiqing's dagger was stained with a highly toxic substance. According to the waiter beside him, Yu Han was worried that something might happen to the palace, so he specially found it for him to defend himself. It was originally just for peace of mind, just in case, but he didn't expect that it was actually sent. Used.

Because Xianqing was closer, he originally planned to use him as a support before his death. Unexpectedly, the emperor really fell in love with that man and actually protected him regardless of his own safety.

He hated both of them to the core, and he didn't mind which one died, so he was very happy to see the blood on the dagger before he died.

However, Le Xiaoyu was not so happy. The poison that penetrated into her wound took away half of her life. She had been struggling on the verge of death for five days, and was on the verge of death several times.

After a round of wandering around the gates of hell, she finally survived. When she woke up, she heard that her loyal ministers had been cleared out. This news was revealed to her by Yang Yan "kindly".

Although Le Xiaoyu knew that she, the Yuanjun, had bad intentions, she couldn't help but face this open conspiracy. She was so angry that she spit out blood and fainted.

After the efforts of the imperial physician, her life was finally saved, but her body was completely ruined from then on. The ministers in the court soon learned that the emperor needed to rest in peace in the future, and even so, she would be bedridden for the rest of her life and would not live for many years.

The monarch was weak and the prince was young.

The court was in turmoil for a while. Yang Yan, who had been prepared, took advantage of the situation and ruled the country behind the scenes with the support of Grand Marshal Cen Geng, and Le Xiaoyu had no power to stop him.

The emperor's loyalists had been cleared out in the case of the prime minister's treason, and most of the civil and military ministers in the court stood on the side of Yuanjun, that is, the Grand Marshal with a large army.

The few who were dissatisfied were simply unwilling to be inferior to men. They could only criticize Yuanjun for his vulgar appearance and his lack of reputation. With the emperor's suggestion, they tried to trip him up in political affairs.

However, they never expected that Yuanjun was not as incompetent as they imagined. Not only did he easily resolve the problems they raised, but he also took the opportunity to punish several ministers and establish his prestige in the court.

Yuanjun's talent was not worse than that of the emperor, and even stronger than her. It didn't take long for her to firmly control the entire court, and the turmoil caused by the emperor's accident was quelled.

With Yang Yan controlling the overall situation and Cen Geng's military force deterring them, those who were ready to make a move quietly withdrew their claws. After the New Year, the country was not in turmoil because of the assassination of the emperor, but was peaceful.

The country was prosperous and stable, and the emperor should have been happy, but Le Xiaoyu was not happy at all, because the person who brought all this was not her, but Yuanjun, whom she had always looked down upon.

Her body was badly damaged. After several months of care, she was still weak and powerless. It was difficult for her to even get up and walk a few laps, let alone go to court to handle political affairs.

She was locked up in the palace like a trapped beast every day. Sometimes she heard what policies Yuanjun had introduced, which made the ministers praise her. Sometimes she heard that Yuanjun had found the termites in the court and the people praised her for her benevolence...

The more she heard, the more afraid Le Xiaoyu became. It had only been a short time since then, whether it was the court or the common people, they all praised Yuanjun. If this continued, would there be a day when people in the world would only know Yuanjun and not her as the emperor?

Moreover, her body is now unable to bear a daughter, and the only princess is also physically damaged, so it is difficult to bear a daughter. In the future...

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat." A thin voice suddenly interrupted her thoughts, and Xianqing came in with a plate of food in her own hands.

Without the existence of the nitpicking Huang Guiqing, he was dressed in white as usual, and his movements were like the wind blowing the willows, and he raised his eyes and smiled with a bit of shyness, looking at her with a soft look.

If she was still healthy before, Le Xiaoyu would always drag him to the bed and fight him for three hundred rounds when she saw him like this, but recently she has become more and more depressed, and she can't help but feel a surge of anger in her heart when she sees him.

If it wasn't for protecting him that day, how could she be stabbed by the poisonous dagger of Yu Shuwen, the swordsman, how could her body be damaged and linger on the sickbed, and how could she be trapped in this small courtyard, watching the power in her hands disappear bit by bit?

This resentment had actually been brewing in Le Xiaoyu's heart as early as when she first knew her situation, but she kept telling herself, "This is the man I love the most, I can do anything for him", and only then did she suppress it with difficulty.

However, in these days, after clearly feeling what she had lost, her dissatisfaction and injustice accumulated more and more. Today, thinking of the bleak future, she finally complained and hated.

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