The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1694 Chapter 1694: The End of Hua Yuan (3)

The prince is stunned, and the lord is gone.

An An's other relatives died in Nanman.

In the face of this situation, there are thousands of sentences in the hearts of everyone who want to speak up.

No matter whether they or An An was alive, which one didn't taunt Jiang Yan Ji in private, he was destined to be eaten by someone else?

Still others maliciously imagine that Jiang Yanji Ruo collapsed in the middle of the road, and some domineers finally made wedding dresses for others. Will she be angry when she sees it in the local government? Using this as evidence to demonstrate the disadvantages of female princes, it is unreasonable to reaffirm the existence of female princes.

As a result, after many years, Jiang Yanji, who is still aloof from his knees, is still alive and active, and can play a hippie smile.

Where is An Chan?

An An is hung up, the heirs who are about to grow up are gone, the incense is broken, and some dominance is about to cool.

Oh no.

Xichang Diji's belly also contains An's posthumous son, which is not yet incense.

However, what role can a milk baby who has not been born yet know about gender?

Is it possible for them to work together to defend against foreign enemies and wait for the child to be the master after they are born?

From the birth of the child to the adulthood of the weak crown, it is a full twenty years. The key is not to know how the child is qualified!

Suddenly, the first Lord An An had no chance to appoint a trustee minister before his death.

After hearing this, maybe someone will ask a question.

An An was not the most important person in Huayuan during his lifetime. Secondly, Lu Zheng was reused. If he chooses those who care for orphans, these two people are worthy of first choice?

Having said that, this is not personally designated by An An. Who would be convinced?

The fool also knows that whoever becomes an orphan minister will be able to temporarily exercise the right for the principal, not a prince is better than a prince.

If the orphan minister has a higher ambition and seizes the opportunity to seize power, it is also possible to occupy the leading business.

Even if An An's foundation has been turbulent, it cannot stop people's greed.

Faced with enough temptations, some people like to abandon their minds and choose to think with narrow eyes.

External troubles and internal worries abound, and Xi Changdi Ji, who thought he was sitting on the Diaoyutai platform, panicked.

As soon as the news of An'an was heard, the courtier's wife who had been diligent every day did not come, as if there was some tacit understanding.

Not only that, but the servants serving her around were also a bit indifferent, not as careful as before, which made Xichang Diji have an ominous premonition. She held her belly and visited Huayuan late at night to find a solution. As a result, instead of seeing Huayuan, she saw her emperor.

After Xichang Diji successfully conceived, the siblings reduced private exchanges.

Although the royal family often has troubles, it does not mean that the royal family can accept the brothers and sisters orthopedics without any worries.

Xichang Emperor Ji is quite disgusting. If it was not for survival and long-term consideration, she would not easily compromise with Hua Yuan.

After a few months of seeing each other, the atmosphere of the brother and sister was slightly subtle.

However, no matter how embarrassing it is, his life is not important. Xichang Di Ji hurriedly asked his brother Huang.

The prince of Xichang looked a lot more healthy than the last time he met, but he didn't rest well in recent days, and the whole man looked at his listlessness.

"We're afraid it's Huayuan's calculation."

The prince of Xichang looked sadly at his younger sister, with deep burnout.

Xichang Di Ji's heart was tight, "Medium plan? Why?"

She stared at Brother Huang's mouth desperately, worried that he would say something desperate.

"We were too naive at the time and underestimated the sinister heart of the people, so we were deceived by Huayuan's rhetoric." Prince Xichang was weary. "An An died, the young master died. Except this in your belly, An An Mingming There is no trace of blood. It is reasonable to say that everyone should follow this blood line and let Hua Yuan be a solitary minister. Hua Yuan will be able to control the right through you and your children ... "

Although this is also a puppet, but at least can live without food and clothing. In the future, when the child grows up, Xichang Emperor Ji can also draw the child to himself through the relationship between mother and child, try to elevate Huayuan, and try to cross the river to dismantle the bridge. Achievement of fish turning over.

Xichang Emperor Ji Jiong, pretending to ask calmly.

"Didn't it?"

"This plan seems to be going smoothly. In fact, three prerequisites are needed, and one is indispensable."

"What premise?"

"First, the forces left behind by An An are strong enough to continue to grow into a son in your womb."

Xichang Emperor Ji was dumb.

As soon as An An died, his power was almost disintegrated, and the enemy would not let go of this good opportunity to knock down the water dog.

Even if she was a woman in the inner courtyard, she knew that the matter was a mess.

Not to mention twenty years, continue to toss, hanging for two years.

"Secondly, Ahn designated Huayuan as a trustee, and everything is on the bright side."

Xichang Emperor Ji gritted his teeth. "But the man is dead and nothing is left."

An Ying died too neatly, not only for hundreds of thousands of troops to be buried, but no successor arrangements were left before his death.

"No, I still have this."

Emperor Ji caressed her belly as if holding the last straw.

The prince asked her, "Who said that An An's blood would surely inherit An An's inheritance?"

Emperor Ji was asked.

"You said someone would usurp?"

The prince sighed, "From ancient times to the present, there are many big-minded princes who, for the sake of overall consideration, have entrusted their foundation to the ministers. This is recorded in the history books, which has led to a conversation between the monarch and the minister. The Lord completes the banner of the unfinished ambition, and the grandeur seizes power ... us and you were too naive before, but now it is too late to understand. "

The top conspirators knew the details as soon as they thought about it, but their brothers and sisters didn't have this idea, and they took Hua Yuan's calculation seriously.

Di Ji Qiao's face was white.

"What about third?"

"Thirdly, the old minister of An An is faithful enough not to harm your mother and son for selfish desires."

This is very difficult. These old ministers were eager to move. Although they did not put their lusts on the bright side, they also showed a little sloppyness.

The emperor Xichang thought that the first person who couldn't sit still would be Huayuan, but he did not expect it to be another old minister of An'an.

These old ministers do not usually have a high sense of presence, but they have deep qualifications and outstanding family backgrounds, and they belong to the hidden strength group.

In contrast, Huayuan--

There is no movement in this goods, it is really unscientific.

At present, the greatest danger faced by the mother and son of Emperor Xichang is not from Huayuan, but the old ministers from Lu'an Temple.

Their brothers and sisters took things for granted and waited until they were in front of them.

After listening to this, Xichang Diji could not help shivering, and asked him with a crying voice.

"Brother, what should we do?"

The prince was also desperate. "The only thing that can protect us now is Hua Yuan, but he ..."

Di Ji hurriedly asked, "What happened to him?"

"Since his students are gone, his mind is not so clear, he often talks madly and slams and kills ..."

Di Ji was startled, "How can this be? The young master himself calculated the death."

Now crazy, why did you go?

The prince shook his head. "I don't know."

Di Ji's heart moved, and a logically reasonable guess emerged.

Looking at the chapter review in the previous chapter, everyone supports the text, so I won't write anything in this year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

(| 3 [▓▓] good night

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