novel-bin Chapter 503 Shared hatred and hatred
Chapter 503 Shared hatred and hatred
In the quiet woods, Huarong's low voice was particularly clear. Yizhen was gradually trapped by her, and when she reacted, she could no longer refuse. Looking at Huarong's determined eyes, Yizhen's throat choked and she asked softly, "Can you let me be the queen?"
"sure."
Hua Rong knew that the position of queen was the biggest temptation for Yizhen, so she gave a positive answer immediately without any hesitation.
After hearing this, Yizhen's eyes lit up slightly and she stared at Huarong more carefully.
Huarong's cold yet confident expression brings hope to Yizhen, but also arouses her vigilance. Can she really trust Huarong? What is her purpose?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Hua Rong's calm voice again. "My queen, do you know how the queen mother became the queen?"
This story is well known in the palace. After losing Queen Wang, the late emperor had no intention of appointing a queen. Only under the pressure of the ministers did he decide to appoint the concubine who gave birth to the prince first as the queen. Later, Shui Furong's sister Shui Congfei became pregnant first, but died mysteriously after giving birth to the little prince. An Yiru, who was a noble concubine at the time, adopted Shui Congfei's prince, so she was named queen. But not long after, the little prince unfortunately fell into a well and died. An Yiru still sat firmly on the throne of the harem, dominating all the beauties.
Yizhen looked at Huarong in confusion. She had heard of this story, but she didn't understand why Huarong suddenly brought it up.
Huarong saw Yizhen's confusion and explained calmly, "Your Majesty, An Yiru adopted Concubine Shui Cong's son, so she could become the queen. Now, as long as you rescue Prince Ming from Yuanrong and adopt him as your adopted son, you can restore your relationship with Zhaoji. If Prince Ming becomes the crown prince, you will be the queen naturally."
"No..." Yizhen shook her head slightly, sensing something strange in Huarong's words. "I don't know martial arts or magic, how can I defeat Yuan Rong? Prince Ming is a fox demon, how can he become the crown prince? Even if he really becomes the crown prince, and I am the queen, then what about his biological mother Zhaoji? You deceived me not to help me become the queen, but to save Prince Ming and Zhaoji!"
Facing the doubt, Hua Rong said slowly: "Your Majesty, do you still remember the accident when Prince Ming was possessed by Yuan Rong and almost killed you? It was you who saved Prince Ming at that time. Although I don't know what happened, there must be a mysterious power in you that prevents Yuan Rong from hurting you. Moreover, rumors have long been circulating in the palace that you are infertile. How can the emperor make a concubine who can't continue his heirs as the queen? To become the queen, you must have a prince. If you can't give birth to a prince yourself, you can only adopt one - that's what An Yiru did."
"How did you know..." Yizhen's expression was obviously flustered, and her right hand subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. She had been trying hard to hide the fact that she was infertile, but Huarong said that there had been rumors in the palace for a long time. Could it be that Concubine An and Shui Furong deliberately spread it?
Hua Rong said: "This palace is not small, but it is not big either. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Your inability to bear children is your fatal flaw in becoming the queen. Therefore, the best way to remedy this is to adopt the prince as your adopted son."
Yizhen nodded gently, gradually accepting Huarong's statement. But after thinking about it, she felt that it was not appropriate. She whispered softly: "Even if I recognize Prince Ming as my adopted son, he is a fox demon..."
"So what if it's a fox demon? Since ancient times, the winners are kings and the losers are bandits. The strong survive and the weak die. The Ghost King and the Emperor, who do you think is more powerful? Now that the Ghost King has resurrected, he wants to unify the world. Who can stop him? You have also witnessed the flood when he was resurrected. How can human power compete with him? After Zhao Congfei was resurrected, she obtained the power of the Fox Demon Queen and wanted to build a society where humans and demons are equal. Now that they have the help of the Ghost King, if they really want to show their power, I am afraid that the palace and even the whole world will be a catastrophe. Queen, your relationship with Zhao Congfei is already in jeopardy. If the demon takes over the country and seeks revenge on you in the future, how will you fight back?"
A series of questions hit Yizhen's mind one after another, and Yizhen gradually lost her composure. That's right, how can the chaotic government fight against the powerful Ghost King? The Ghost King now lives in Xian Palace, guarding Zhaoji. Although there is no movement now, it may start a bloody storm at any time.
The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Long Mohan is seriously ill and bedridden, the general and the general have died one after another, how to resist the ambition of the ghost king?
Hua Rong continued, "The so-called equality of humans and demons means that humans can be kings, and demons can also be kings. Prince Ming is the child of a human and a fox demon, half human blood and half demon flesh. Instead of letting the Ghost King unify the world, it is better to support Prince Ming to take the throne and let him be the emperor who nominally symbolizes the equality of humans and demons. As long as Concubine Zhao Cong gets what she wants, she will persuade the Ghost King to calm down, and then the world can be peaceful. And you, my queen, can become the queen because of your son's status, and you can even become the queen mother in the future."
"You are right. Making Prince Ming the crown prince is indeed the best way to avoid disaster and appease Soji and the Ghost King... However, if Prince Ming really rules the world, all the moral principles and order in the world will become unrecognizable..." Yizhen subconsciously shook her head slightly, unable to imagine a future world where monsters are kings.
"No matter how the world changes, no matter who reigns, as long as you are still the queen, isn't that enough?"
"That's right..." Yizhen stopped shaking her head and nodded gently. Huarong's idea seemed absurd and terrible, but if you think about it carefully, it does make sense.
Zhao Ji is no longer the same as before, and Yun Zhen is no longer the same as before. One is a thousand-year-old fox demon, and the other is the ghost king of all spirits. There is no chance of winning against them. Instead of guarding the dying Long Mohan and expecting him to make her the queen, it would be better to support the prince of Ming and become the queen mother by virtue of her son's status.
"Why did you choose me?" Yizhen has gradually accepted Huarong's thoughts, but still cannot let down her guard.
Hua Rong gave an indisputable reason. "Because we all hate the same person. Only those who share the same hatred can truly stand in the same camp."
The deep voice hit Yizhen's heart fiercely. The seemingly fragile face in front of her actually exuded a terrifying aura. Hatred became her armor, heavily arming her, heavy and hard.
Yizhen murmured softly: "Yes, we all hate An Ruoxuan. As long as she is still alive, I will not be able to live in peace..."
Hua Rong took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "My queen, I only have one request. After it is done, please help me kill all of An's family."
The four words burst out from between her teeth. Yizhen stared at her blankly, and a chill ran down her back. That's right, only those who share the same hatred can truly stand in the same camp. There is no need to doubt that Huarong, who is now full of hatred for An, is her best helper.
After parting with Huarong, Yizhen returned to the small kitchen in the backyard of the imperial kitchen where she often went, and quietly prepared the cakes that the emperor wanted to taste. She put the cakes in a basket and walked silently to the emperor's bedroom. Although her every move was light and soft, almost silent, but under this calm body, she hid a restless heart. Every word that Huarong had just said kept replaying in her mind. The future she described sounded so tempting, but the biggest question now was - could she really save Prince Ming from Yuanrong?
Prince Ming was once bitten by Yuan Rong's black snake, and later Yuan Rong possessed Prince Ming and wanted to kill him and force Zhao Ji to reveal her demonic nature. At that time, a mysterious force did appear in his body and pushed Yuan Rong out of Prince Ming's body.
What exactly is that power? Not only So-ji and Hwayong don't understand, but even Yi-jin herself doesn't understand.
What power is protecting me? What makes me different? From childhood to adulthood, I thought I was just an ordinary person. If there is any difference, it is that I almost died after I was born. Later, an old monk read my fortune and said that I was born with a noble life. But when my mother asked again and again, the old monk said "nothing can describe it". He also gave me a warning that my fate conflicts with "West" and named me "Yizhen".
Could it be that the secret of everything lies in one's own name?
Before she had time to figure it out, Yizhen had already arrived outside Long Mohan's bedroom.
The door was ajar, and Long Mohan was lying on the bed to rest. After hearing Yizhen's voice, he slowly sat up from the bed. Long Mohan looked extremely haggard, half of which was tortured by the disease, and the other half was tortured by the inner demon.
Yizhen put the basket on the table, carefully took out the pastries, and brought them to Long Mohan's bedside.
"Your Majesty, the osmanthus cake you wanted to eat is ready." Yizhen sat sideways on the bed, picked up a piece and put it to Long Mohan's mouth.
Long Mohan chewed a little and said, "It's been a long time since I've had the cakes you made yourself."
Yizhen chuckled and said, "If the emperor likes it, Yizhen will make it for him every day." She didn't hate the emperor for being so attached to her, but she didn't want to see him so listless. She longed to be the woman behind a majestic emperor, and was unwilling to serve a sick and dying person like this every day.
Long Mohan sighed in a weak voice, "The Holy Dynasty of God is doomed. First, there was a flood, and then the government and the general were assassinated. I have entrusted the government affairs to the Prime Minister. Although I have not been to court, I can still feel the atmosphere of panic. Although I don't like the general's arrogant attitude and disrespect for the monarch, I have silently cursed him to die early countless times in my heart, but now that he is really dead, I feel more and more confused and uneasy..."
"Your Majesty, just focus on taking care of your health and don't worry about other things." Yizhen looked at Long Mohan gently and smiled.
"The country cannot be without a ruler for a day, especially in such a precarious time. Who can I pass the throne to?" At this point, he suddenly raised his head and said, "I want to see Tianning..."
Long Mohan had previously thought of passing the throne to the princess's husband, and Yizhen immediately guessed that he wanted to discuss the matter with Tianning.
After hesitating for a while, Yizhen said, "Does the emperor still want to pass the throne to his son-in-law? Instead of that, why not listen to Yizhen's suggestion..."