The sky is spinning.

Fulin felt a blank mind.

Yue Le's words seemed to have blown all his beliefs.

His mind became an empty valley, and the words "Without your mother, you are nothing..."

Yue Le was still talking.

"I know, the emperor has blamed me for being a powerful minister recently. I really don't want to be the regent, but what can I do? Leave the authority to the emperor? What do you want to convince the public? If it is normal, I can help the emperor take power step by step, but now even I can only support it in order to stabilize the situation in the court.

On the contrary, Prince Xiang, although he is just a child, just because he is a child and has this identity, does the emperor know how many people have defected to him in private?

If the Qing Dynasty could survive this disaster, it would have been the support of the Mongolian tribes behind Prince Xiang, and he would be extremely noble in the future; if... the Qing Dynasty could not survive this disaster, the emperor and I would definitely die, but the young Prince Xiang could escape this disaster and even become Wang Xiao's pawn.

Who is the fool in the court? Who can't understand? Even I am cursing him? If you ask him to be the prince, how can I not follow his wishes? Not to mention Dong E's family today, even if he wants to marry my concubine, I can only give in."

Fulin opened his mouth and said, "I..."

His voice was hoarse.

"Your Majesty, Jirgalang misled you. From the time he took the initiative to break with your mother, you lost all your bargaining chips. It's not that I want to undermine you, you...you..."

Fulin closed his eyes, and only two lines of tears flowed down his eyes.

He was silent and kept crying.

Until Yue Le cried.

Yue Le hugged his head and murmured, "I'm saying it seriously, but if not, how can you understand your current situation? Don't fight with Prince Xiang, okay? Learn to learn Goujian, sleep on firewood and taste gall..."

"I... like Dong E..."

"Your Majesty, you have said everything you should say, you are not qualified."

Yue Le put his face on Fulin's bald head and said, "They say that poor couples are all sad, and the same goes for state affairs. If we lose power, I can only endure it. We will endure it until one day we defeat Wang Xiao, and everything that the emperor has lost will come back. For Aisin Gioro, we will tolerate Bomuboguoer now, okay?"

"For...Aisin Gioro..."

"Yes. I'm setting up. I've contacted Chahar and Abagai tribe to destroy Wang Xiao's alliance. At this time, we..."

Just as the king and his ministers were crying with their heads in their arms, a panic scream came from outside the hall.

"Prince An, is Prince An here? It's a big deal..."

Yue Le stood up, put away his tears, and after a while he looked majestic again.

When he turned around, Fulin had already packed his face.

Then they let the slave come in.

"Report to Prince An, report to the emperor, it's not good, Prince Xiang... is seriously ill..."

Yue Le was stunned and was stunned.

Fulin was also stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just lowered his head.

Soon, he felt Yue Le's gaze at him, and his scalp was cold...

~~

Qingning Palace.

"Did the Heavenly Master do it?"

After returning to the palace, Fulin summoned Zhang Luexian as soon as possible.

He knew that he shouldn't have seen Zhang Luexian at this time, and Yue Le would know... But after thinking about it carefully, it didn't matter anymore.

Zhang Luei stroked his long beard first and said slowly: "Since the emperor wants to stop Bomuboguoer's marriage, I asked the Buddha Mother, who said he would take him to practice..."

Fulin has been silent for a long time again.

Finally, he asked, “Can the Buddha Mother be able to put him back?”

Zhang Luei stopped his hand that was stroking on his long beard.

——I’m very easy to poison, but there is no antidote. I’m not a doctor, so how can I save it?

"Tianshi?"

Zhang Luexian was still silent.

——What’s the use of calling the Heavenly Master again? You are the emperor and you will change your orders every day. How do you want someone to do this?

"Prince, Bomubogore...maybe...will not return to the mortal world..."

~~

"Can Prince Xiang hold on?"

Yue Le rubbed his forehead and asked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid... I can't hold on anymore... He is young and weak, and is very sick..."

Yue Le sighed and said, "Block the news. This matter must not be spread to Mongolia. Keep a close eye on me."

"twitter……"

~~

On June 13, in a yurt, Chita was sitting opposite Abunai in a yurt.

"The prince should know that Wang Xiao can give you the prince, not as much as the Qing Dynasty gives you. The Qing Dynasty is connected to your bloodline..."

At the same time, someone wrote a secret letter somewhere in Shengjing City.

"Bombogour is dead..."

This is a middle-aged man named Wei Ping. He thought this information might be of great use, so he used the intelligence network to hand over the information.

Half a day after the news was handed over, Qing soldiers surrounded his residence.

A day later, Nalan Mingzhu received an errand, which was to interrogate Wei Ping.

...

"What a tough guy, he refuses to speak."

After another day of trial, the two men who accompanied Nalan Mingzhu to interrogate were finally impatient and cursed and left the cell.

Only Nalan Mingzhu and Wei Ping were left in the cell.

"Are you really unwilling to ask?" Nalan Mingzhu asked, "Who else are your accomplices in Shengjing City?"

Wei Ping just murmured: "I have important information to hand over."

“What important information?”

"Bombogour is dead..."

Nalan Mingzhu gave him a whip and cursed: "I'll ask you what other accomplices you have."

Wei Ping raised his head, looked at Nalan Mingzhu, and opened his mouth.

"Ba." Nalan Mingzhu whipped again and scolded: "Do not?"

"I have...important information..."

"I want you to recruit accomplices..."

~~

After several interrogations, someone reported something to Yue Le.

"Prince An, Duobi is dead."

"Where is Nalan Mingzhu?"

"Three separate interrogations, Duobi tried several times, but he did not associate with Duobi. Later, Duobi was killed in front of others."

Yue Le thought about it and said slowly: "Do you think Nalan Mingzhu saw that this is a trap, or... he is really not a detailed work of the Chu Dynasty?"

~~

"That's not Wei Ping. Wei Ping was already dead on the first day of being captured." Nalan Mingzhu said: "Yue Le wanted to test me. He deliberately found someone to dress up as Wei Ping to meet me."

"How do you know?" asked a Baoyi, named Wei Chengwen of the Nalan family, asked, his attitude was not as respectful as usual.

"I don't dress up like it." Nalan Mingzhu said: "The eyes are different, I can tell."

"It seems that Yue Le is still worried about you."

"He will be relieved sooner or later."

Wei Chengwen said again: "Then how to send this important information..."

"Don't be anxious." Nalan Mingzhu said: "This information is not important. I'm here to get more worthwhile news..."
Chapter completed!