Hairpin Phoenix

   Chapter 690 Ending

   After dark, Li Jing returned to the East Palace.

  Li Jing has been tossed a lot during this period of time, his vitality is severely damaged, and he walks lightly. A short stubble appeared on his chin, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking very embarrassed.

   "Xiaoyu," Li Jing asked in a hoarse voice, "How is Brother Jue?"

Lu Mingyu replied softly: "Brother Jue drank the decoction to reduce the fever, sweating all over, and her head is not so hot anymore. Now she is fast asleep. The imperial doctor said, drink the decoction for a few days and sleep well for a few days. You will be fine. Don't worry. Go take a shower and change clothes first, and sleep in peace. See him tomorrow."

   Li Jing is also really tired. He nodded and went to bathe and change.

   After changing the hot water three times and soaking for half an hour, the odor was removed. Putting on clean clothes again, the whole portrait came to life again.

  Li Jing got to the bed and put his face on Lu Mingyu's face.

  Lu Mingyu reached out and stroked Li Jing's face with pity: "Look at how thin you are, you're almost out of shape."

   Li Jing pretended to be worried: "I've become thinner and ugly, will the Crown Princess not let me go to bed?"

  Lu Mingyu was amused and laughed, and with a little force, he twisted Li Jing's cheeky face: "I'm still recovering, and your body is not going anywhere, so you have to take good care of it. What are you thinking!"

   Furthermore, Emperor Yongjia died, and Li Jingde was filial to his father for three years.

  No one dares to really care about the boudoir. However, you cannot be pregnant within three years.

  Li Jing is about to be enthroned as the new emperor, and he pays more attention to avoidance.

   Li Jing laughed a few words, and soon became tired, hugged Lu Mingyu, and fell asleep together.

   The next morning, Li Jing and Lu Mingyu went to see Li Jue together. The servant who was serving Li Jue reported with a happy face, "Your Highness sweated again in the middle of the night, and now his forehead is no longer hot."

  Lu Mingyu stretched out his hand to probe Li Jue's forehead, and his brows stretched out: "Sure enough, the fever has subsided."

  Li Jing finally let go of his hanging heart. He sat on the edge of the bed and spoke to his son softly: "Brother Jue, how are you feeling now? Do you still have a headache? Are you hungry?"

   My father and mother were all by my side, looking at myself with concern.

  Li Jue couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't hurt, but I don't have the strength, and I'm a little hungry."

  Li Jing turned his head immediately, which made people eat.

  The hot porridge was delivered, but Li Jing refused to use artificial hands and fed his son the porridge himself.

  Lu Mingyu didn't grab Li Jing either, so he smiled helplessly and sat on the chair beside the bed.

  Li Jing was very careful in feeding the child, a spoonful of hot porridge must be blown, and then carefully delivered to his son's mouth. Li Jue has been eating by himself since he was three years old, and it has been a long time since he has enjoyed such treatment. I feel a little ashamed in my heart, but more is the warmth and joy of being loved.

   He always behaved calmly everywhere, but in fact, he was only a seven-year-old child.

   Soon, Li Xuan and Li Cong also came.

  Li Xuan felt distressed and uncomfortable when he saw that Li Jue had become so ill.

Li Con comforted his brother in a low voice: "Brother drink the medicine, you will be well soon." Then, he twisted his round little butt, got into Li Jing's arms, and said loudly: "Dad, I'm hungry too! "

  Li Jing had to feed the porridge blown in his hand into Li Cong's mouth.

  Like children, the rice in other people's bowls is always more fragrant. Li Cong took a bite and wanted another. Li Jue loves his younger brother the most and won't compete with his younger brother for favor, so he just watches.

  Lu Mingyu couldn't stand it any longer: "Brother Cong, your father wants to feed your brother. If you are hungry, come to your mother's place. Your mother will feed you."

  Li Conan dawdled and didn't want to come over, Li Xuan couldn't stand it any longer, and reached out and pinched Li Conan's ear: "Don't be ridiculous, come quickly."

   Li Cong made an ooh, looked at Li Xuan's tense face, didn't dare to say a word, and came over honestly.

  Lu Mingyu and Li Jing smiled at each other.

   A family of five, it has been a long time since they were together as neatly as they are now.

   "Are you going to Wenhua Hall today?" Lu Mingyu asked in a low voice.

   Li Jing snorted: "In these days, there have been a lot of political affairs in the state and the government, and they have to be dealt with one by one. Also, the rebellion of Yan Chu should not be ignored."

   He wanted to rest for a few days and spend more time with his wife and children. Why is there no free time at all.

  Lu Mingyu raised his eyes and looked at Li Jing: "The business is important, you just go busy. With me in the East Palace, there will be no trouble."

Yes!

  Lu Mingyu is his most solid arm and backing.

   At the most dangerous time, she would always stand up and face the storm with him.

   Looking at each other, scorching magma flowed through his heart.

  Li Jing looked at Lu Mingyu deeply: "You're right, business matters."

  …

   Business matters.

  Right now, what is the most important business?

  A country cannot live without a ruler for a day. Emperor Yongjia has been buried. Next, the most important thing is that the new emperor is enthroned.

   There is no need for Li Jing to hint that the courtiers are more anxious than His Royal Highness.

   On this day, as soon as Li Jinggang appeared, Mr. Qiao Ge put on a memorial and asked His Royal Highness to enthrone the throne: "...The former emperor has been buried, and the old minister urges His Royal Highness to ascend the throne as the new emperor and take charge of the country."

   Immediately afterwards, Luo Shangshu also made a memorial.

   Then came Gao Shangshu of the Ministry of Households, Yao Shangshu of the Punishment Ministry, Yu Shangshu of the Ministry of Personnel, Yang Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and Jin Shangshu of the Ministry of Work. Among the generals, the Marquis of Puyang led the memorial.

   In just a few days, the memorials for inviting the crown prince to the throne were filled with imperial cases.

   Of course, Li Jing couldn't just respond like this, as if he was impatient. No matter what, we have to wait for a while, and we will discuss the matter of enthronement after the officials of the Manchu Dynasty have filed their memorials.

   In this way, it is shown that all the ministers return to their hearts, and it appears that the prince's enthronement is the return of all expectations.

   Soon, the imperial clan, led by the Duke of Dongping, also made memorials.

  Li Jing still did not respond.

   Two weeks later, His Royal Highness the Prince held a grand meeting. All the civil and military officials in the capital went to court. Under the leadership of Qiao Ge, all the ministers knelt down together and shouted in unison: "The country cannot live without a king for a day, please, His Royal Highness, the crown prince!"

   The tidy and loud voice resounded through the Golden Throne Hall.

  Li Jing finally stopped being silent, stood up, his eyes swept across the faces of the ministers one by one: "Zhu Aiqing made a memorial again and again, and asked Gu to ascend the throne."

   "The father and the emperor have already driven the crane to the west. As the prince of the Great Wei alone, he should shoulder the heavy responsibility, be responsible for the people of Limin, and fulfill the responsibility for the great Wei Jiangshan."

   "I decided to hold the enthronement ceremony three months later."

   All the ministers knelt down and kowtowed together, shouting to His Royal Highness the Prince Chitose.

  Li Jing looked at the courtiers who were kneeling on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

After    dispersed, Li Jing quickly returned to the East Palace.

  Lu Mingyu had already received the news, with a smile in his black eyes, looking at Li Jing who came quickly. Queen Qiao also came to the East Palace full of joy. And Princess Hui'an, also standing aside with a smile.

   Several children also looked happy. The youngest Li Yun rushed into his father's arms with a face full of excitement: "Father, am I going to change my name to the emperor in the future?"

  The childish language is really funny.

   Li Jing smiled and picked up his chubby son: "No hurry, wait for a few months after ascending the throne, it will not be too late to change his words."

   Queen Joe said happily: "Yeah, wait another three months."

  Queen Qiao gradually emerged from the shadow of the bereaved husband. Seeing that his son was about to become an emperor, the hesitation and loss in his heart had long since disappeared, and there was only joy in his heart.

   Princess Hui'an also said happily: "It will be early winter, and the dragon robe is thick and well dressed."

   Li Jing smiled and hummed, walked to Lu Mingyu, stared at her smiling black eyes, and his emotions were surging: "Xiaoyu!"

   I finally waited for this day.

   From now on, you and I will join hands to share this supreme imperial power!

   Li Jing's unspoken words were revealed in his fiery eyes.

  Lu Mingyu's heart surged with heat.

  No one can guarantee what the future holds. But at least for now, his heart for her is fiery and sincere. That's enough. She stepped forward and took his hand.

   He didn't lose her, and she didn't lose him either.

  Li Jing held her hand tightly and clasped his fingers.

   Just like the fate of the two of them, they are tightly intertwined and will never be separated.

   First, I wish the book friends a happy new year, good health and good luck~

   This is the end of the text. From tomorrow onwards, the episode will be updated. I still haven't figured out how long to write the extra episodes two times before seven o'clock (*^__^*). Maybe a few days, maybe half a month and a month ^_^

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