Situ Lang suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating profusely, and even soaked his silk pajamas. He stared at the apricot yellow tent with a blank and helpless eyes. After a while, his chest was thumping and his heart gradually calmed down. The situation in the nightmare seemed to be right in front of him. He shook his head vigorously. He shook these bad signs, but he had already reached this point, and no matter how dangerous he was, he could only hold on.

"Master, what's wrong?" The concubine beside her woke up from her sleep. She lit up the carved brass oil lamp beside the bed, but she saw sweat flowing from her master's forehead. The silk satin pajamas on her body had already been soaked. She quickly got up and found a pajama to change it for him.

After a heavy breath, Situ Lang still felt upset. The concubine quickly handed over the herbal tea by the bed and took a big drink. Situ Lang calmed down slightly, but could no longer fall asleep.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why don't you go and invite the imperial physician to come and have a look?" The concubine asked carefully when she saw that her master was pale and she asked.

Waving his hand impatiently, Situ Lang was not even lazy to say more. He closed his eyes gently, but his concubine didn't dare to say much. He knew that his master was in a bad mood and had not had a good sleep recently. He even had a lot of fun-seeking things. He hurriedly found two embroidered pillows for him to put them behind his neck and under his back, and served him to lie down.

All the consequences during this period did make Situ Lang a little upset. Although the arrangements were perfect, even after several careful inspections, he could not see any loopholes. After several court visits, he suppressed the arrogance of his brothers. Cangzhou in the north had already conquered him, and the south had already pressed the Maqi Khan into the Baling Mansion. It seemed that he could drive the Maqi Khan out with just one more effort, but he never dared to fool him like this again. He saw "Emperor"

Your Majesty, "I am in good health, and the court affairs that have been accumulated for a long time have been taken out all at once. Even the ministers asked to meet with the emperor to report separately. These are nothing. You can pass on your word if your Majesty is not in good spirits, but the requirements in the palace are not something you can control. At the beginning of the first few times, these concubines were asked to visit them, but the father still felt unconscious and awake. If you happen a few more times, you will probably have a flaw.

Fortunately, the ministers had not yet raised doubts, but they did not dare to continue this matter again. They had to arrange for people to clean up the original arrangements and restore the original arrangements to the original state. The concubines would go to inquire as much as they wished. Even if they were a little suspicious, they would have no evidence and could not do anything to themselves.

But I have become accustomed to the feeling of holding the power of life and death. If I suddenly lose it, I am afraid that I will really not be able to adapt. The feeling of power is really good. I remembered that the ministers were timid in front of me and nodded and bowed. It turned out that I had to pretend to please them when I had not been in charge of the country. But at this time, I turned around. This kind of feeling is really unusual.

However, the father has not yet returned to heaven, but he does not know whether there is an edict to order him to inherit the throne. This dynasty is a customary order to position the will of the will. If there is no will, it will be designated by the previous emperor at the end of his death. If it is designated, based on his current situation, the throne will never be left behind. However, if there is an edict to let the ministers know, the will here is not me, and this situation is not something I can control.

Several troubles made Situ Lang sigh, unable to control himself, but he couldn't find any good solution. He just forced him to force him to a tight end, but he couldn't help but quietly emerge in the narrow part of his heart, hoping that everything would be as he wished, without using such a method that would harm the laws of nature.

Seeing that his master's eyes were slightly closed, his face was shady and unstable. It was obvious that he was troubled by something. Although the concubine was quite favored in front of his master, she also knew that the master never talked about his important matters. Seeing that his master was upset, he couldn't help but say leniently: "Master, you go to bed first. If you have any questions, it's not too late to discuss it tomorrow. If you can't make sure, you might as well ask Mr. Hu and His Highness Thirteenth Princess to attend together."

Thirteenth sister? Situ Lang felt bitter in his heart. If it weren't for the Thirteenth sister, I was afraid that I could have performed this drama for a while. My father and mother's sister was extremely experienced and alert. She just dissuaded her to visit her father twice, which aroused her suspicion and even secretly found the eunuch in the palace to investigate. If it weren't for her strict arrangements, I would have been exposed immediately. Even so, it aroused her suspicion and suspicion about herself. Obviously, she no longer trusted herself. She originally hoped that she could help with advice on many things, but according to the current situation, she would never dare to let her know at will.

But she was so suspicious, but forced herself to interrupt the scene that she had been preparing to perform several scenes. As soon as the news that her father was seriously ill and could not go to court came out, the eldest brother's First Legion refused to take another step to the east. After the Taiping Army suffered the defeat in Cangzhou, the eastern defense line was empty, but the First Legion remained motionless, allowing her urging to fly like snowflakes, and refused to move. The third brother performed exactly the same. The Maqi Khan was obviously at the end of his strength. He only needed a fatal blow to wipe them out. At the very least, he could drive them out of the Five Lakes. However, all this was turned into a bubble because of his arrangement for his father's "illness" again. Thinking of this, Situ Lang was so depressed that he couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, the newly formed Third and Fourth Corps have been fully trained, and the Military Minister Jilin is also a sensible person. He still has the initiative. As long as the situation is really as follows the imperial physician, the father cannot survive the autumn, and everything will not go beyond the track. Yousufu also needs to beat him. This guy seems to be a bit arrogant and arrogant. Even the order he gave him is a bit silly. However, his handle is in his own hands. I believe he can't make trouble. But Ma Yuansheng, this old guy, refused to eat soft and hard, and refused to express his opinion for a long time.

He looked as if he was loyal to the emperor and the country, but he was not easy to do anything at this time. He could only do some soft work patiently, hoping that he would be as he said. As long as he could win the recognition of his father and the ministers, he would not oppose him. Then he was not afraid, just because he was afraid that this guy would be hiding evil intentions. Then he would... not be able to do it. The initiative must be controlled in his own hands and cannot be confused by the superficial skills of these old guys. Once he turned against him, he would really be thrown into a state of doom.

After turning over, Situ Lang's hand subconsciously reached into the bellyband of the concubine who had been close to him. There was only one exquisite embroidery, which just covered the raised snow hills. It was originally an extremely gorgeous work of art, but Situ Lang had no interest in appreciating it at this time. He pulled it down with one hand, and his big hand also landed on his bulging peaks.

The third and fourth legions must be controlled in their own hands no matter what. Although Jilin is obedient, for him, this position seems to have reached its peak. Nothing can attract him anymore. Just like the horses are far away, they point to keep their position and will not easily devote themselves to their own side. When there is a turmoil, these guys will immediately ride on the wall to watch and must control these legion-level chief officers who are really using it for themselves. Yes, they must be firmly controlled, no matter what means they take! Situ Lang subconsciously held his hands tightly, knowing that the woman beside him couldn't help but scream, Situ Lang realized that he was not the hearts of the officers, but the breasts of the woman. It's a pity that a pair of snow-jade-like pink hills suddenly turned purple and red, and the pain made the woman beside him cry like rain.

"It's all a bunch of waste! Pigs are three times smarter than you. It's been a month since they've been without even any news. What are you doing for? You grew up eating shit?" Just as Situ Lang was thinking about the thoughts of his brothers, Situ Tai, who was far away in Cangzhou, walked back and forth in the wide study room, saliva flying in the candlelight, splashing with Venus. Looking at that look, if his eyes could eat people, I was afraid that the man who stood down and stood silently below would have been torn to pieces by him.

"What did you spend? Where did you spend? Didn't you say that the people in the palace are ours? How could you not hear any news? How was my father's physical condition? Whose ministers usually have contact with would not be able to find out? That old guy Mao Zhifang had no sound? After taking so much money, he wouldn't leave any fart when he used him?" Situ Tai was so depressed. He was trapped in Cangzhou for a whole month. There was still no definite news in the Zhongzhou Palace. The father was strangely ill again and refused to see any ministers. Only Lao Jiu could enter and meet. This was not a good sign. He could not wait passively like this. He wanted to make an excuse to return to Beijing, but Lao Jiu, the supervisor, kept sending him an edict to launch an attack on Beiyuan immediately and cooperate with the city guards' offensive in Qinghe. But at this time he really didn't have the mood to pay attention to these things.

"Your Highness, don't be too anxious. Things have come to this point, and you can't be anxious." The old man in gray who had been beside him, finally spoke, "But this Eunuch Mao has no news. This is a bit strange. He is an old man who has been with Your Majesty for decades. There will be no news, right? Unless Your Majesty really can't get up, and Your Majesty Ninth has controlled the entire palace, but what is the value of controlling the entire palace? If Your Majesty has a will, it will take the approval of the ministers to take effect. If there is no will, then just by Your Majesty Ninth, it will not be able to convince the public. I really don't understand."
Chapter completed!