Monarch of Evernight: Twenty-one is controlled by others

bsp;Everyone in the palace was silent, and no one dared to say no. Even if there were some people inside who had the intention of assassination or the intention of causing trouble, after seeing Nan Ruohuai's ruthless iron-blooded methods and Qianye's overwhelming force, everyone knew that rash actions would only cost a few more lives.

Those who are knowledgeable think more deeply, Qianye is the mastermind of everything, what is the use of just killing Nan Ruohuai? As soon as Qianye turned around and randomly pulled out any prince or princess, he could occupy the big position again. If you **** him off, kill all the royal family, and then randomly pick someone out and say he is the illegitimate son of King Zheng, who would dare to say no?

What's more, it is common for Zheng's country to fight for position. Everyone in the palace has seen it countless times.

At that moment, someone wanted to clean up the body, but Nan Ruohuai stretched out his hand to stop him, "Just don't move! I want everyone to see what will happen if you go against me!"

Half of the servant's body was driven into the hard bluestone ground, but his upper body was intact, which shows the incredible skill of the person who did it. What's more, he is still the number one master in the palace, so those who have different intentions will never dare to move again.

After giving the instructions, Nan Ruohuai ignored his mother and sister, who were so frightened that their faces were pale and still couldn't stand up. He bowed respectfully to Qianye and said, "Uncle, please follow me!"

Qianye nodded helplessly, and followed Nan Ruohuai around the screen wall. The first thing he saw was the king's palace, and next to it was the queen's residence. Empress Dowager Shu lives here now.

This pattern made Qianye feel a strange feeling in his heart. He thought about it, did Nan Ruohuai have a real wife? However, he found that there was no such information in the report Song Lun gave him, so he put it aside. The two palaces are not big, but they still have courtyard gardens, which are luxurious but rough.

After taking a quick look at the two palaces, Nan Ruohuai led Qianye to a small courtyard. The three words "Yixiang Palace" are written on the plaque in the small courtyard. The plaque is made of expensive materials and exquisitely made, but the handwriting is only careless. Looking at the inscription, I don't know which generation of King Zheng was the handwriting.

The door of the small courtyard was closed tightly. When Nan Ruohuai saw it, she became angry. She rushed up and kicked the two wooden doors into pieces. As debris flew, a scream of pain came from the hospital.

Nan Ruohuai strode in and saw a palace maid lying in the courtyard. Her face was covered in blood and she was seriously injured. Nan Ruohuai was already a warrior, and the fragments he kicked out with all his strength were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Nan Ruohuai glared at the palace maid and said bitterly: "You don't have eyes, how dare I lock the door when I return to the palace! Someone, pull this **** out and throw her into a water prison!"

The two chamberlains came up and dragged the palace maid away. The crying and screaming disappeared all the way.

At this time, a woman walked out of the main room of the courtyard. She had a cold appearance and was a typical iceberg beauty. But if you look closely, you can also see some traces of weathering between his eyebrows. He probably looks like he is in his early thirties.

There was clearly anger in her eyes, but she had to force a smile and said: "It's His Highness Thirty-one. Why are you so angry today and want to take it out on my ignorant girl?"

"Your Highness?"

"No, I haven't gotten used to changing my words yet. I should call you Your Majesty now."

Nan Ruohuai nodded and said: "How can you, a smart person like you, not be used to changing your words? Since you are so reluctant, you can just call me a title from now on, it's just a title."

The woman bit her lower lip lightly and said, "I know I was wrong, but I hope your majesty will not take it seriously."

Nan Ruohuai's face darkened and he said, "Since you know your mistake, what should you call yourself?"

"...concubine."

"That's right, then how should you greet me when you see me?"

The woman's eyes were already moist, her knees slowly bent down, and finally she knelt gently on the ground. Her head lowered, and a few tears fell into the dust.

Nan Ruohuai was then satisfied and said to the chambermaid: "The palace maid just now was thrown into the cold palace, so she doesn't have to go to the water prison."

The woman held back her sobs and reluctantly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Nan Ruohuai turned around and said to Qianye: "This is the Imperial Concubine, named Snow. She was my father's favorite concubine when he was in power. We usually call her Aunt Xue, but Aunt Xue doesn't think highly of us. If it weren't for now, she probably wouldn't be able to remember who His Highness Thirty-One is."

Nan Ruohuai said to Concubine Xue Tai: "Get up." Then he took Qianye directly into the bedroom. Concubine Xue Tai looked at their backs as they drove straight in, her face turned pale, and she could only hold back her tears.

Nan Ruohuai actually didn't stop in the flower hall. He went directly into the bedroom on the right and walked around, picked up some small furnishings to play with, and then opened the cabinet on one side. I don't know if he did it on purpose or by coincidence, but the cabinet door that was opened was full of women's underwear. Nan Ruohuai's expression did not change at all, and he even picked up one piece and took a look.

Concubine Xue Tai, who followed her, turned blue and red, her whole body trembling, and she was at a loss.

Nan Ruohuai threw down her underwear and said to Qianye, "How do you feel about this place? Do you want to rest here tonight?"

Qianye stood at the door of the bedroom with his hands behind his hands, his expression as usual, without any extra expression. He shook his head after hearing this.

"Well, let's go to the next place and have a look. There are four concubines in the palace."

Concubine Xue Tai was just relieved after seeing off the evil guest, but Nan Ruohuai suddenly turned back before stepping out of the threshold and glanced at her, making her face immediately turn pale.

Along the way, in addition to the four concubines, there were more than a dozen concubines of various names in the palace. The palace itself is not big, and the harem is even smaller, and there is also a back garden. Therefore, the so-called palace of the fourth concubine has very grand names. It is actually a small courtyard, with a row of three-bay main room, plus two sides. For the side room for the palace guests to stay, there was also a small flower bed in the courtyard, some tables and chairs, and it was very crowded.

The four concubines' palaces are like this, not to mention the other concubines. The two with higher status live in one place, and the four with lower status simply live in the same courtyard.

With the lessons learned from Concubine Xue Tai, the embarrassment of the concubines closing their doors to thank guests has never happened again. Most of the concubines in each courtyard greeted each other with smiles, and they were not as enthusiastic as the ladies of the royal family, but more like them. She is the sister who welcomes guests.

After looking around, the four concubines are indeed better in appearance than the Queen Mother Shu, and the other concubines just wait and wait. It seems that the position in Queen Zheng's harem is not only linked to birth, but also the royal favor is also very important. It's just that these women live in such a big place every day, like chickens and ducks in a cage. In addition to fighting for favors every day, they are still fighting for favors.

The harem of Zheng Palace is really not big. Even if you look at it carefully, you can walk around it in the blink of an eye. Qianye Xiangnan Huairuo said, "Let's talk in the study room in the front hall."

Since Qianye had no intention of staying in the harem, Nan Huairuo could not force him and led Qianye to the study. Qianye was not polite and sat down in the big chair in the study, while Nan Huairuo stood respectfully next to him.

Qianye said playfully: "Aren't you afraid of leaving a name in history when you offer your harem so openly?"

Nan Huairuo said: "Everything I have now is given by you, so as long as you want anything in the entire Zheng Kingdom, it will be yours. If it weren't for you, who would know what a thirty-one prince is? , How can I deserve to be here today? Your great kindness to me is nothing, just a harem?”

Qianye was noncommittal and asked: "How is your father doing now?"

"No one has been found yet. The second brother has joined forces with several older brothers to secretly move his father outside the palace and hide it. I don't know where he is. For such a secretive matter, if he doesn't reach their heads, he will just follow him. I'm afraid I won't be able to find out from my mouth. But I judge that it should still be within the royal capital."

Qianye was slightly surprised and said: "Did they protect King Zheng in advance because I challenged the imperial master?"

Nan Huairuo sneered, "You think too highly of them! How could my brothers have such kind intentions? I asked my father's attendants and found out that my father was no longer in the palace a month ago. It was the second brother who was in charge. His father was seriously ill and was in a state of confusion. With the support of the imperial master, the second brother became the regent. They were afraid that his father would wake up and re-instate the affairs of the government. What can they do? Can they really rebel? Unlike me, they still care about what the history books say."

Qianye was really surprised, "You mean, before your father died, they put him under house arrest?"

Since he has been placed under house arrest, it goes without saying what the fate of Old Prince Zheng will be. If he cannot recover, he may die naturally. If he recovers, he may still die without illness.

At this point, Qianye had a new understanding of Zheng Guo. In this comparison, Nan Hua's character back then was pretty good.

"How are you going to handle this?"

Nan Huairuo thought for a while and said: "First of all, I have to find my father. Then I have to take control of the royal capital and fight behind closed doors. I estimate that the second brother and the rest of the gang will jump over the wall in a hurry and start harming my father. They framed me, but my father’s body cannot fall into their hands.”

"Yes, that's right. What next? Now that several important towns in the country are still in the hands of your brothers, what are you going to do?"

Nan Huairuo seemed confident and said: "I have now taken control of most of the Forbidden Army, and the city defense forces have also sworn allegiance. Our Da Zheng Imperial Army has always been the most elite force. With the Forbidden Army in hand, we can eliminate the attacks of several brothers. Power is so easy, you can leave this matter to me and you don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

Qianye smiled faintly and said, "In other words, you plan to pacify the Zheng Kingdom by yourself?"

Nan Huairuo felt a sudden change in his heart. He calmed down his high-spirited attitude and said, "Don't you plan to let me make a difference in Prince Zheng's position?"

Qianye's expression remained unchanged and he said: "If you think so, that's great. It's too late today. Let's wait until tomorrow to discuss this matter."

Nan Huairuo said: "Shall I find a place for you to rest in the harem?"

Qianye shook his head, "No need, I'll go back to the battleship. I just have to discuss something with Song Lun and the others."

Disappointment flashed in Nan Huairuo's eyes, but he still respectfully sent Qianye to the palace gate, watched the motorcade drive away, and then turned around.

He returned to the study and instinctively wanted to sit down on the side chair by the wall. His **** was halfway down before he realized something was wrong. He strode behind the desk and sat down heavily in the big chair where Qianye had just sat. The movement was so big that it looked like he had fallen into it.

An old chamberlain serving in the room came over, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "Your Majesty, it is a pity that that person refuses to live in the palace."

Nan Huairuo was a little dazed and said, "Yes."

The old chamberlain lowered his voice and said: "There is a recipe passed down from our ancestors in the palace. The medicine prepared is colorless and tasteless. You will be fine just after taking it, but you will have an attack after an hour, and the attack will be violent. It’s so evil that even if you were to reach heaven, you wouldn’t be able to survive even half a minute!”

Nan Huairuo's heartbeat accelerated, his mouth went dry, and he said: "This, this medicine..."

"There is a special thing about this medicine, that is, the longer it is stored, the more powerful it becomes. There is a bottle in the palace, but it has been there for fifty years!"

"You mean..."

"Your Majesty already has great power and has the loyalty of the imperial army. The situation is determined. Your brothers cannot make trouble at all. Even so, why do you need to be controlled by others?"