Passing Through as the Cannon Fodder Supporting Role’s Grandma

Emperor Song Cheng's mind was confused, and he didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Wenya's words at all. He just felt a buzzing in his ears, and the pain from all over his body reminded him of his current situation.

No longer able to maintain the tenderness disguised in front of Jiang Wenya, Emperor Song Cheng sullenly scolded, "Jiang Wenya, you are so bold that you actually tied me here."

Jiang Wenya buried her face in the veil and wept, but Song Chengdi almost couldn't hold back the loud noise of giving him another whip.

She lifted her face, her eyes flushed, and her face was aggrieved, "Obviously, the emperor forced the concubine, but the concubine did not follow him. The emperor also said that he wanted to reduce the position of the concubine. Why does the emperor wake up now, but blame the concubine?

Jiang Wenya's eyes were red, and Emperor Song Cheng's guilty conscience averted his gaze. He felt that Jiang Wenya seemed to know something.

Emperor Song Cheng was a little annoyed at his evasive behavior, and looked at Jiang Wenya again, a certain kind of anger, "Even so, you are daring and damaging my dragon body. I will strip you of the imperial concubine's service and enter the cold palace. Not an exaggeration."

Jiang Wenya sneered in her heart, but she kept wiping tears on her face.

It was the first time that Emperor Song Cheng saw Jiang Wenya cry. If he had been in the past, he would definitely feel happy, but now he is still hanging, so there is no heart to think about this.

Seeing that she was still crying, Emperor Song Cheng had blue veins on his forehead. If it wasn't for his inability to move, he would definitely kick it over.

"Quickly untie me!" Emperor Song Cheng suppressed his voice and murmured angrily. If he didn't want to show his appearance to others, Emperor Song Cheng would not talk nonsense with Jiang Wenya again.

Emperor Song Cheng finally remembered this meeting. Now Xuan Pinghou was seriously injured and killed. The Xuan Ping Hou Mansion has already fallen for more than half, and he no longer has to bear with Jiang Wenya.

After he made up his mind, Jiang Wenya would look good when he came down, and his body was so hot. Song Chengdi saw Jiang Wenya's nine-segment whip casually put aside, and his eyes became more gloomy.

Jiang Wenya, the imperial concubine, didn't have to sit down anymore. She dared to hit him with a whip, and then returned ten times.

Jiang Wenya obviously felt that Emperor Song Cheng's gaze on her was murderous, and she frowned secretly. Could it be that she had overplayed this time?

But Jiang Wenya didn't worry about it. If she didn't know that King Rui was a little fox last night, she guessed that she would have to endure it for a while, and now she doesn't have to.

So, under Song Chengdi’s shocked and suspicious gaze, Jiang Wenya stopped crying and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a veil.

Jiang Wenya sighed, and said something that Song Cheng didn't understand, "It's a waste of this performance in this palace."

After all, Jiang Wenya dipped the veil in water again, walked to the bronze mirror and wiped it slowly, and when she turned her head, Emperor Song Cheng knew what she had just wiped.

Jiang Wenya, who was still red like rabbit eyes, was clean at this time, where there was a little red, facing Emperor Song Cheng's gloomy expression.

Jiang Wenya laughed, "It's really hard for me to cry for you, so I used some rouge, presumably the emperor wouldn't mind it?"

"You...you!" Song Chengdi doubted his ears for the second time. Could it be that he was still awake in his drunken dream? But the pain from this body tells him clearly that this is not a dream.

Jiang Wenya was surprised at what he looked like, "No? The emperor wouldn't think that his concubine was a fool and be fooled by you?"

Emperor Song Cheng's face completely sank, and at this time the strange feeling that had always existed in his heart could finally be connected.

"What do you know?" Emperor Song Cheng stared at Jiang Wenya, a certain kind of murderousness.

Jiang Wenya smiled very beautifully, "Does the emperor mean that my child was harmed by you? Or that the red coral is poisonous? The daily food of his concubines is also poisonous?"

Jiang Wenya was a little bit distressed when she said that, although she was still smiling, there was no smile in her eyes. Between the two looked at each other, their swords were drawn.

"The emperor spent so much effort on his concubines. The concubines were so touched that they wanted to repay the emperor. I wonder if the emperor is still satisfied?"

Emperor Song Cheng seemed to perceive something from Jiang Wenya's words, and gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, "Damn you!"

"The emperor's concubine really can't understand what I said. If I should die, the emperor should have been frustrated and ashes." Jiang Wenya looked at him without a trace of temperature.

Jiang Wenya's emotions had long been suppressed to a critical point, and there was deep hatred in her voice. "The tiger poison does not eat children, but you are selfish and hurt my child. The **** thing is you. You are worthy of comparison with my child?"

"You want me to die, want my Xuanping Marquis Mansion to be destroyed, what about now, can you still sit on the throne?"

Emperor Song Cheng's pupils tightened, and he didn't expect Jiang Wenya to know so many things. He didn't know how things were leaked. Just looking at Jiang Wenya like this, it is possible that Jiang Wenya was harmed if he did not act.

"Oh? It seems that you are not stupid, how? How does it feel to be a man and an emperor, but not able to do that?" Jiang Wenya smiled again, turned around and took out a jade bottle from the jewelry box. Contains an unknown liquid.

When Emperor Song Cheng watched Jiang Wenya approaching him with the jade bottle, fear came out unconsciously in his heart.

"Jiang Wenya, what are you going to do, I am the emperor!" Song Chengdi now has no thoughts about how to torture Jiang Wenya in the future, but instinctively wants to stay away from her.

Jiang Wenya showed helplessness on her face, "I didn't want to tear my face with you so early, but you were smart when you should be stupid."

"And after staying with a disgusting person like you for a long time, I always feel nauseous. In that case, I can only move ahead."

Jiang Wenya's words went straight into Emperor Song Cheng's heart, making his fear even worse. Jiang Wenya had dared to poison his no longer heirs before, and now the jade bottle could only contain poison that would kill him.

"This medicine is called drunk for seven days. After drinking it, it will be like a drunk person who sleeps forever and can't wake up again. Does it match you?" Jiang Wenya shook the jade bottle in her hand, not talking nonsense, and went straight forward Clamped Song Chengdi's jaw.

She used a whip with great strength in her hand. She poured the liquid in the jade bottle into Emperor Song Cheng's mouth, closed his jaw to prevent him from vomiting, and tapped Song Cheng's throat with her right index finger and middle finger.

Emperor Song Cheng didn't say anything, the liquid contained in his mouth that he refused to swallow, swallowed directly down his throat.

Jiang Wenya then let go of her hand, looking for her veil, and wiped off the fingers that had touched Emperor Song Cheng.

Emperor Song Cheng kept coughing, trying to cough out the poison, but it was useless.

"Jiang Wenya, give me the antidote quickly, you know that you are killing the king or treason, and I want to destroy your whole family!" Song Chengdi immediately shouted out regardless of being seen by others.

The voice outlet turned into a string of breath sounds, and if you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear what he is talking about.

Jiang Wenya seemed to think of something, "It's the concubine who forgot to tell the emperor that after being drunk for the past seven days, first of all, she couldn't speak, and then her limbs were weak. After seven days, she was completely drunk."

Emperor Song Cheng was horrified. Following Jiang Wenya’s words, he thought of those things. He was horrified. He almost cried out, "Wenya, Ya'er, I was wrong. I shouldn’t be that to you, Ya'er, give the antidote to you. I, I swear to my ancestors, treat you well from now on, the position of the queen is yours."

Seeing Jiang Wenya unmoved, Emperor Song Cheng felt that his body's strength was slowly being lost, and his voice became weaker and weaker. He was afraid that fear would spread all over his limbs and internal organs. He began to speak incoherently, "Child, children will have more in the future. Now, Ya'er, I will pass the throne to our children, and you will give me the antidote, Ya'er!"

At the end, Emperor Song Cheng realized that he was completely unable to make a sound. His pupils tightened, and he looked at Jiang Wenya in horror, with prayers on his face.

Jiang Wenya just looked at him like this, saw him dying, her eyes were faint, she only felt sad, Emperor Song Cheng was sad, and she was also sad.

Tears fell inadvertently in her eyes, and she slowly said, "The emperor was drunk and went crazy all night. After waking up, he became like this. The concubine feels sorry."

Emperor Song Cheng froze, and his expression froze. The dignity he put down for his life made him even more ridiculous. His eyes were utterly vicious, "Jiang Wenya, I will not let you go! I want you to give it to me." Funeral!"

This sentence used mouth shape, and with the passage of time, Emperor Song Cheng found that he even lost the strength to make mouth shape.

The whole body was completely paralyzed, but for a moment, Emperor Song Cheng only had one pair of eyes to move.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenya stepped forward to loosen the curtain that was tied to him, and even cleaned him up by himself, so that no one else would look suspicious.

When the hour came, Hu Jiuqing was waiting outside. Hearing the sound outside the hall, Jiang Wenya pretended to wake up, and a sleepy voice called Caihe to enter.

After Jiang Wenya got dressed, Hu Jiuqing came in, only to see Emperor Song Cheng still closing his eyes on the bed, as if he was asleep.

Hu Jiuqing saw that it was about to go to the early court. If the officials were too late to make irresponsible remarks, it would be that he was not working as a errand and did not wake the emperor in time.

After hearing the sound for a while, Hu Jiuqing stepped forward and called, "The emperor, the emperor, change it."

Hu Jiuqing faintly felt that something was wrong, Jiang Wenya walked over at this time, "Duke Hu, the emperor made a noise late last night. I'm afraid that I was asleep because of a lack of energy. Let this palace come." "

After hearing this, Hu Jiuqing stepped back and gave up his position. Jiang Wenya pretended to nudge Emperor Song Cheng, but in fact pressed it on his temple.

When the tingling came, Emperor Song Cheng opened his eyes suddenly, with some illusion that he didn't know what this eve is. After a while, Jiang Wenya's concerned face was printed in his eyes, and he remembered what happened just now.

The powerless feeling on his body was telling him that everything was true. Emperor Song Cheng's eyes widened and he saw Hu Jiuqing. He wanted to tell Hu Jiuqing to pull Jiang Wenya out and kill him, but he couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Wenya looked at him coldly, then turned around to look at Hu Jiuqing and smiled again, "Duke Hu, the emperor is awake, hurry up and serve the emperor and dress up."

Hu Jiuqing took a look and saw that the emperor’s eyes were open. Although he didn’t know why the emperor couldn’t afford it, Hu Jiuqing dutifully stepped forward and bowed his waist. "Also, the emperor should get up. The servant has everything ready."

This sentence was repeated several times, and the person on the bed did not move at all. Jiang Wenya frowned slightly, and sat down in front of the bed, trying to support the emperor, but because of his lack of strength, he let go. The emperor seemed to have no strength, directly Smashed back to the bed, making a muffled noise.

Jiang Wenya was frightened and asked anxiously, "What's the matter with you, the emperor, is there any injury?"

No one answered, Jiang Wenya became even more anxious, and hurriedly ordered Hu Jiuqing, "Hurry up and pass the emperor's doctor, the emperor is not good!"

Hu Jiuqing was also panicked. He saw all this in his eyes, and naturally found that the emperor was wrong. He hurried out to pass on the doctor, and the Yongshou Palace was suddenly in turmoil.

When the imperial doctor came, the queen and the concubines in the palace rushed over after receiving news.

When they arrived, Jiang Wenya was sitting by the bed, wiping her tears with her kerchief.

The queen stepped forward and squeezed Jiang Wenya aside, stepped forward to hold Song Chengdi's weakly slumped hand on the edge of the bed, and asked Jiang Wenya sharply, "What happened to the emperor! Why did it become like this after resting in your Yongshou Palace overnight? Looks like, you must give the imperial concubine an explanation today!"

Jiang Wenya's eyes were red from crying, but she and the queen had always been tit-for-tat, and of course she wouldn't be a disadvantage at this moment.

"The Queen's words are so unreasonable. People who don't know heard it and thought it was a concubine who deliberately harmed the emperor. Instead of having the time to be here, the queen eagerly wanted to accuse me of the crime. Instead, think about how to find a famous doctor to treat the emperor." The queen could only stare at a word.

In the atmosphere of tension between the two, the imperial physicians finally arrived, and the queen, Jiang Wenya and the concubines all retreated outside the hall.

The queen was sitting in the main seat and looked at Jiang Wenya coldly. Some concubines were already weeping and wiping away tears.

I don't know how long I waited. Hu Jiuqing came out first, gave the imperial concubine a strange look, and then told the queen.

"The emperor has... there is a whiplash..." This was halfway through when the queen slapped the table angrily and pointed directly at Jiang Wenya.

He directly ordered, "You are so courageous, how dare you hurt the emperor with a whip, come and imprison this criminal woman in the palace, and wait until the emperor is better!"

"Who dares to see in this palace." Jiang Wenya also stood up and looked back at the queen without showing any weakness. "The queen is so impatient, she wants to dispose of her concubines indiscriminately. I am afraid it will not be so easy."

The empress is also opposed to her, "You have wounded the emperor with a whip. It is indisputable. Now that the emperor has found out, why the lord of the harem can't deal with you?"

"The court concubine is the imperial concubine, only the emperor can deal with the court concubine, as for the queen, you..." All the concubines present can understand.

They dared not say a word now, for fear of causing fire to their upper bodies. One was the unfavored Queen of the Palace, and the other was the imperial concubine. Now the emperor is lying in the hospital bed. They really competed, and it was really difficult to distinguish between them.

But more people are on the side of the queen. After all, Xuanpinghou is dead. Although the queen's mother's family is not as prominent as the Xuanpinghou mansion, it is hard to say now that Xuanpinghou is still there.

Hu Jiuqing hurriedly persuaded, "The queen calmed down his anger, the imperial concubine calmed down, and asked the two empresses to listen to the slaves and finish."

The queen and Jiang Wenya looked at each other before they snorted and sat back in their seats.

Hu Jiuqing wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then said again, "The emperor said that the emperor may have drunk too much, but he still can't diagnose the specific symptoms. It's just that the emperor can't speak or move, so he asks the ladies. Give a charter."

The queen can use the title to play, "You must be the emperor with a whip, my palace..."

Jiang Wenya was impatiently interrupted by Jiang Wenya, "The empress, please hear clearly. The emperor is doing this because he drank too much. Besides, the emperor ordered the concubine to do it with a whip. It is impossible to resist the decrees."

The queen and concubine looked at Jiang Wenya in amazement, and Jiang Wenya also looked helpless, "If you don't believe the queen, you can call back all the people who were watching last night to ask, and the concubines dare not take part in the injustice."

The emperor didn't believe it, and asked Chunxia to take the people from Ganquan Palace to the trial on the spot. The palace people who watched the night confided that there was no discrepancy with what Jiang Wenya had said.

Jiang Wenya didn't worry at all, when she shouted in vain last night?

At this point, the queen lost the reason to hold Jiang Wenya, and her face was not good.

The emperor is like this now, their harem women really can't intervene in the affairs of the previous court, and the emperor's incident happened suddenly.

In the worst case, if the emperor has always been like this, the emperor has no heirs yet, and the throne is suspended.

After thinking for a while, the queen finally came up with a way that was not a solution, "Lao Hu Gonggong told the Taifu and Prime Minister and the old man about this matter, presumably they must have a way."

Grandpa Hu had no choice but to do it. The eunuchs in the inner hall of Yongshou Palace had been considering the prescription for several hours, and the imperial concubines outside the palace were waiting.

Jiang Wenya didn't sleep well this night, and now she yawns frequently.

There was a concubine who wanted to cling to Jiang Wenya and sold it, "The imperial concubine thought it was hard last night. If you go to rest first, you won't be exhausted."

Through her words, everyone thought in their minds that the emperor begged the emperor and concubine to use a whip to whip themselves, and they all shuddered and felt cold in their hearts.

Jiang Wenya successfully ruined Song Cheng's image, and did not reject it. Following her words, she resigned with the queen and came to the side hall.

When everyone retreated, Jiang Wenya was going to sleep in her clothes, but she heard the sound of the window in the direction of the apse. She frowned, raised her eyes and saw the familiar figure again, as if countless times, from the window expertly Turned in.

Jiang Wenya didn't sleep anymore, "Why are you here?"

Song Chengli is also King Rui, can he say that he hasn't left at all.

Jiang Wenya's actions were all in his eyes, and even the dark guard who had been guarding the emperor was solved by the people he brought.

Song Chengli really did not expect Jiang Wenya to be so bold, but more distressed.

He didn't have any sympathy for the emperor's brother who always sent spies to guard his life and wanted to get into the Rui Palace to kill him. If Song Cheng knew that he would be fainted again.

"Since you are here, you don't need to let me report the letter. After seven days, the emperor will be drunk. If you are interested in that position, you need to be prepared." Jiang Wenya continued without waiting for an answer.

Jiang Wenya thought about it clearly. She had no children under her knees, and she couldn't get past the queen, as well as those ministers and clan families. She was originally interested in that position but wanted to avenge Emperor Song Cheng.

Now she feels that the revenge is enough. If the King Rui is willing, it is a good thing. She can help him as long as he can protect the Xuanping Hou Mansion.

Song Chengli looked straight at Jiang Wenya and asked what he wanted to ask, "What about you, do you want me to be the emperor?"

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Ending tomorrow

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Oh, 5 bottles inexplicably; 2 bottles of Lannini; 1 bottle of rgmau;