My Ferocious Tigress Wife

Chapter 913: Chapter 913-A Bullet in the Head

Now, Emperor Yong Ping was counting the days on his fingers waiting for Xie Xian.

It was said to be three years of mourning, but it was actually twenty-seven months. By the end of October this year, it would be two years. In three to three months, it would be the beginning of spring.

There was hope just thinking about it.

Before the new year, the filial piety period of the Xiao family of Lanling had actually passed, but Emperor Yong Ping had never made a decision and had just left it there.

He would have to use the position of the chief but he was also worried that Empress Xiao would take advantage of the situation and allow the Xiao family to expand in the two prefectures.

Before he could think of a specific way to appease the Emperor, Empress Xiao had already hinted at him more than twice, which made Emperor Yong Ping quite angry.

Ever since Empress Xiao lost her son, she had exerted all her strength and used all kinds of folk prescriptions to get pregnant again. In the end, it was all in vain, which made her heart more and more urgent.

And the more urgent she was, the more Emperor Yong Ping felt disgusted.

Why, did he want to give birth to a son of the first wife and take the position of the Crown Prince?

He was still young and strong. Empress Xiao’s urgent plan made the Emperor feel a little taboo.

At this time, the Third Prince, who was born to Consort Pan Xian, caught a cold and only recovered after more than half a month. The fair and fat boy that Consort Pan Xian had raised had lost a few rounds of weight after this illness, and he was as listless as a chicken cub.

The Third Prince was infected by the nanny beside him, and that nanny was sent over by the Empress in the past. Emperor Yong Ping’s suspicion flared up again. She didn’t say anything to anyone, but she kept it to herself.

Seeing Imperial Concubine Chu guarding against the Empress as if she was a thief and her son as healthy as a calf, he felt that he was not making wild guesses.

Thinking back to Consort He Shu’s corpse and two lives, the evidence pointed to Jiaofang Palace everywhere.

Was it true that his judgment was wrong and that Empress Xiao was the one who did it?

He had a splitting headache.

He didn’t even trust the person beside him now.

In the past, the palace where concubines stayed was completely eliminated now. Whoever wanted to sleep with them would directly send a sedan to Taiji Palace. It was the same for noble consorts, except for the Empress. Of course, Empress Xiao only served her on the first and fifteenth of the month, which was the same as going to the temple to offer incense. Emperor Yong Ping did not have time to entertain her at other times.

Although she was not on the same side as Empress Xiao, it did not mean that Emperor Yong Ping had affirmed her in the past. This person had vision, ability, and shrewdness. She could think of many things that he couldn’t think of. He had thought of them, and she had thought of them before him.

She was of the same heart as him and was his arm, a good wife.

Once they were not on the same side, they would definitely be a powerful and terrifying opponent.

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The New Year had just passed. Just as Emperor Yong Ping counted down with his fingers for half a month, Northern Wu once again led its army south and attacked Xu Prefecture on a large scale. When the news reached Jiankang, Emperor Yong Ping’s fingers were almost broken.

I don’t want to be the emperor anymore!

Emperor Yong Ping cried. It was too difficult for him.

This was why he was not liked by the heavens.

It was the same as Xiao Jing ‘ai. She would praise you high and then give you a blow.

Xiao Jing ‘ai’s rebirth was not the same as before. He sat at the highest position and then looked around. He was devastated. Even in his dreams, he was thinking about the rebellion today and the rebellion tomorrow.

It wasn’t easy for the world to be peaceful, but when she opened her eyes, she realized that it was all a dream.

Then, there was an endless war!

No matter what he said, no matter how he scolded, the Emperor still had to sit. Emperor Yong Ping summoned Xie Xian into the Palace on the spot. The situation was truly critical, and the officials in the court did not hold on to it.

In fact, not many people counted the days like an emperor.

However, some people were surprised that Xie Xian’s mourning days had passed so quickly.

The days passed by so quickly, and she was about to live the fear of being dominated by Xie Xian again.

This time, Emperor Yong Ping had learned his lesson and did not bring Xiao Baoshu along, afraid that the Eldest Princess of Xuancheng would come to the palace to cause trouble again. There was also General Xue Jing ‘er and General Yang, who was remarried by the Ning County Lord, who were sent to the battlefield.

However, while there were people to fight, the rations were very tight. At most, they could only last for half a month.

However, the battle had to be fought. Xie Xian discussed with everyone and could only let General Yang bring up the rear and gather grain in the various prefectures.

Years of war, not only the people poor, the court also poor.

There was no time to recuperate at all.

“With Sikong Xiao around, there won’t be a problem…Right?” Emperor Yong Ping held Xie Xian’s hand and was so attentive that Xie Xian couldn’t help but shiver.

Emperor Yong Ping summoned Xie Xian into the palace to discuss matters, and on the same day, he wanted to reinstate Xie Xian and give him the position of Minister Zuo Pushe.

The current Minister Pushe was the father of Consort De, Minister Qi. He was a wonderful person with a bright face. In fact, he just wanted to muddle along and wait for death. He was not very talented.

Emperor Yong Ping was not satisfied. After the position of Pushe was changed, the position of Pushe was not very prominent. The Emperor trusted more the trusted aides he had cultivated. It was considered noble and prominent, but it was no longer valued.

Even though that was the case, Qi Pushe did not do anything wrong after all, and it was not good to kick him out of the stage in this precarious situation.

Therefore, the distinction between left and right was restored.

The Left was respected, and he was truly the prime minister.

Qi Pushe was reduced to a foil.

It was just that Xie Xian did not take over at that time on the grounds that his mother’s filial piety had not expired. He only gave the Emperor ideas. It was only after half a month that he took off his mourning clothes and took over.

At this time, Sikong Xiao led his army north to support Xu Prefecture.

“War is never about one person’s bravery.” Xie Xian muttered,””I dare not deceive Your Majesty. Now that Northern Wu is coming, I’m afraid they won’t retreat easily. Daliang’s weakness was the supply of grain. Now, they only hoped that the various prefectures would unite as one to overcome the difficulties.”

When Emperor Yong Ping heard this, he was even more uncertain.

She couldn’t even fall asleep. In the past, she had to drink the calming soup every night to help her sleep, but now it didn’t work.

The imperial physician carefully added the dosage, but it was barely enough for the Emperor to sleep for two to four hours.

The military situation was urgent, so Emperor Yong Ping left Xie Xian in Taiji Palace again. This time, they were on good terms again. Every day, he called the imperial kitchen and imperial medicine room to work together again and ate medicinal dishes.

Emperor Yong Ping did not see anything, but Xie Xian’s eyes looked more and more moist, his skin was white, his appearance was beautiful, and his spirit was good.

It was a stark contrast to the dispirited Emperor Yong Ping.

He was only nineteen years old, but Emperor Yong Ping had been the emperor for a few years, and it was as if half of his spirit had been sucked away. He no longer had the posture of a graceful and beautiful youth, and his expression was rather bitter.

After staying in Taiji Palace for five to six days, Xie Xian no longer paid attention to Emperor Yong Ping’s repeated urging to stay, and returned to the residence after the court session.

“War cannot be decided in a single battle. As time goes by, I can’t stay in the palace of His Majesty in Taiji Palace forever.”

With that, he left.

Who cared what the Emperor thought? He wasn’t a Buddha’s foot. Why would he let him hug him whenever something happened?

Isn’t it good to go home and hug your wife?