"What do you think, the empress? Do you want to take advantage of the king's absence to take over your duties?"
Xiang Ling said leisurely: "If it weren't for the fact that I was born a few years later, would it be my turn to be the imperial concubine? My aunt is the great-grandmother of the king. Your Wulin family has no meritorious officials or wise men, so it is empty. He is a member of a married family, but if you think about it, how much can your family help the king?"
"Presumptuous!" Mingxuan became very angry after hearing her words, and stood directly beside her to confront her.
Although she was angry, there was no sharp look in her eyes, and they were still as gentle and beautiful as water.
The two people looked at each other, Xiang Ling raised her head more and more arrogantly, and spoke harshly. What she said inevitably hurt many people, and Qingya, who was also from the Bohai tribe, became even more disgusted with her arrogant appearance.
"Are you gathering like this just to wait for the lonely king to return home?"
I could only hear the sound of heavy footsteps and the sound of ice and iron rubbing against each other in the distance. After a moment of silence, everyone saluted at the entrance of the garden: "Your Majesty, Wan'an!"
Xiang Ling turned around and saw Wan Yanyong coming in wearing cold military armor. She burst into tears and ran up to him and threw herself into his arms, crying: "Your Majesty!"
Wanyanyong paused for a moment, and saw that her pear blossoms were wet with rain. He immediately put the helmet with a cold light on his hand into the hands of Zhang Jiyan, the butler beside him. He quickly caught her with both hands, helped her up again, and wiped her Wipe the tears from her eyes.
Under the two plum trees, in front of everyone, he gently held her face.
"Your Majesty!"
Her delicate appearance was like a broken flower that was about to fall off the branch. When he saw the tears in her eyes, he stood there to comfort her for a long time before taking her over.
As soon as he came forward, the maid took an armchair and placed it next to Mingxuan. After he sat down, she motioned for Xiang Ling to sit close to him.
And the imperial concubine Mingxuan saw every move like this. He was holding other women's hands. In front of the crowd and in front of his children, he never avoided suspicion and firmly held the hand and walked towards her step by step. Go ahead.
"Concubine..."
"Your Majesty, I'm rude!" Before he could finish speaking, Mingxuan turned her cheek and stood up respectfully, her slender figure looming in the bright light coming from the gate.
Her little eyebrows drooped so low, and her bowing movements were so regular. A pair of jade hands were intertwined, close to her plain clothes, and there was no trace of sullenness on her cheeks.
At this time, Yun Gong, who was playing in the distance, walked in, surrounded his knees, and called: "Daddy!"
He hugged Yungong into his arms and looked up at his beloved wife. Suddenly his nose felt sore and he quickly stood up and helped her up: "Xuan'er, what are you doing? The lonely king hasn't said anything yet. Sit down quickly."
"The lonely king has been standing outside the garden for a long time, and the lonely king has heard what you guys said!"
King Yong was calm and his voice was as soft as jade. He looked up at Xiang Ling's face with red tears hanging down, and then he became slightly serious:
"Xiang Ling, King Gu told you not to be disrespectful to the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine is the master of the inner palace. She usually governs the inner palace well, but she will never be as you think. And Xie Lu is actually alone. The king is negligent, don’t let your imagination run wild.”
She was suddenly startled and stood there at a loss. She immediately followed her weakly, pouting her lips and eyes red: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now... I lost my son when I was young, and now I have to suffer this because of it." It’s so bitter, Your Majesty, look at the account book, the amount of money allocated to my concubine is even less than Madam Zhang’s!”
She pointed at the account book in Qingya's hand. Qingya was stunned and handed the account book to Wanyanyong for a closer look.
He took it gently without looking at it, but put it together on the table: "This is what Gu meant. The country should be frugal. All the way back from Liaoyang, you didn't see what kind of life the poor people lived." Is that so? As a royal wife, you should set an example for women in the world. If you go too extravagant, some people will criticize you for being a lonely king."
His righteous lectures made Mrs. Xiang Ling unable to say a word. She burst into tears with red eyes: "I am not extravagant. This is how I was when I was a girl!"
"Okay! The king said it, so I took note of it, and I will be more frugal in the future!"
She always liked to cry and wipe away tears in front of Wan Yanyong, which made everyone feel helpless. Seeing her crying for a long time, he remained silent for a long time and took her hand, and stroked the tears on her cheeks: " Okay, let’s watch the lonely king come.”
"It's not that I don't have the money, I just want you to be more frugal and considerate of the difficulties faced by ordinary people and the difficulties faced by the lonely king, okay?"
Her two pairs of big eyes were like clear gems, glowing with soft water. The long eyelashes stuck around the white eyes, making her even more delicate and beautiful.
"I have always been considerate of your Majesty! I will be obedient in the future, but your Majesty shouldn't be like this! Ling'er knew that she was unlucky and passed away with your beloved son long ago. Do you want to bring such a disaster to hurt me now? ?”
Mingxuan looked at her delicate appearance and his eyebrows that gradually relaxed, then she swallowed all her grievances alone.
He couldn't see the beauty crying, so he said after hesitating: "The imperial concubine must have mentioned it on impulse, don't take it to heart!"
"Why does the king always favor my sister? Ling'er is also the king's pillow!"
He tried his best to coax her, but she still kept crying, which made him extremely helpless.
Mingxuan clutched the silk and thought for a long time before quietly saying: "Ms. Ling, it was me who spoke too much just now. I hope you won't take it to heart."
When she said this, she had already accumulated enough disappointment and grievance. The dullness in her eyes was like a seal imprinted in Qingya's mind, and she could not get rid of it. Qingya stood up gently, with a cold face, and walked beside Mingxuan while no one was paying attention, caressing her shoulders to calm her heart at this time.
Then he thought again and shouted softly to the crying Xiang Ling: "Hey, Sister-in-law Ling, you must not cry anymore. The makeup on your cheeks is all gone! Come and take a look."
At that moment, everyone's eyes were turned to Qingya, and then to Xiang Ling. After hearing this, she glanced at the powder on the silk, and she slowly stopped crying, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and sat there with her little eyebrows furrowed.
Wan Yanyong took advantage of the situation and took care of her carefully and said: "Look, the lonely king told you not to cry! Now the makeup is all gone, and my cousin has seen it!"
"That Ling'er won't cry anymore, that's all!"
He patted her hand: "That's right, it's most beautiful if you don't cry."
He turned to the housekeeper and said, "Just say, give half of Biluoyuan's silver to Madam! The lonely king won't be able to use much alone!"
"yes!"
Qingya suddenly called him: "Your Majesty, I saw in this account book that a lot of money was allocated to Huiwan Garden. Why don't you give half of mine to Sister-in-law Ling! You work hard every day. If you are more frugal in life, you will It’s inappropriate!”
"No need. It doesn't matter if the lonely king is more frugal. We can't let the lonely king's women and children live a bad life! So, let's decide like this!"
"Okay, okay, thank you, Your Majesty!" Xiang Ling nodded.
"Thank you for everything, my dear. Now go back and touch up your makeup. The Lone King will come to see you later! Ha?"
Xiang Ling waited for a while, glanced at Qing Ya, and then was helped back by the maid Yuan Bi.
He seemed to be relieved and said: "You are still elegant and clever. Otherwise, it would be difficult!"
Qing Ya lowered her face slightly, lowered her head and smiled softly, but her tone was very sarcastic: "I never thought that the king would coax a woman like this, it is rare!"
"Xiang Ling is young and ignorant, so she can be forgiven for being pampered."
She raised her head and looked at him, and said: "If you are still ignorant at this young age, then Qingya must be lying on the baby's bed and sucking milk."
Mingxuan felt that she was speechless, so she took her hand and said, "Okay Ya'er, don't say anything anymore!"
He suddenly stopped: "Sister seems to be blaming the solitary king!"
She smiled calmly: "How can Qingya dare? It's just that Qingya has been reading poetry and books since she was a child. When she thinks of concubines and wives, shouldn't she be respectful?"
"Come to your Majesty, the ancient law of respecting wives and concubines has now been abandoned. In this way, concubines can overpower their mistresses and overstep their bounds. This will make all the women in the world want to be concubines instead of wives!"
"Qingya, don't say anything anymore!" Mingxuan took her hand again.
Wan Yanyong stood up, approached her and asked: "It seems that my sister knows how to govern the internal affairs. How about my sister managing the internal affairs?"
"No matter how much I understand, I don't dare to interfere. A dignified and virtuous woman like my sister-in-law has to suffer a lot of grievances when managing family affairs. Then a kid like me doesn't even have the guts."
"Hey, you're still young..."
"Your Majesty, I haven't finished writing when I came, so I went back to Your Majesty. Sister-in-law, Qingya takes leave." Before he could finish speaking, she retreated with a slight smile, then turned around slightly, carrying her little The skirt walked towards the entrance of the garden with small steps.
He tried to reach out to pull her but failed. He stood alone and said: "Your Majesty, he called me Your Majesty? Did this girl eat gunpowder?"
Qinli pursed her lips softly and said, "Cousin, I'm angry with the king!"
"What did the lonely king do wrong again? This girl is so courageous, and she is still angry with the lonely king."
He turned around, looked at her increasingly hazy back in the round arched door, and heard the gradually silent steps. His heart was as messy as a flat leaf blown by the breeze.
He was silent for a long time, then turned around and said: "In the afternoon, King Gu and Kui Ke will go to the south of the city to practice swordsmanship. Xuan'er and Li'er, are you willing to go together?"
After hearing this, Mingxuan's eyes dodged, she raised her forehead again, and deliberately declined: "I won't go, I'm very tired recently!"
Qin Li also replied: "I'm not going either. I'm stupid. I can't understand sword practice or anything like that."
"But if something didn't feel right, I called the imperial doctor to take a look!"
"It doesn't matter, I just want to rest!"
"Then, the lonely king, give your beloved wife a squeeze on her shoulders. Thank you for your hard work, beloved wife!"
He used gentle techniques, rubbed it for a while and then pinched Yun Gong's face next to him. Yun Gong held the cloth tiger and innocently looked at his parents being intimate. The two of them were sitting behind each other, in high spirits, but they never noticed the tears and disappointment flashing in Mingxuan's eyes. Her heart and love were like the broken plum blossoms on the branches, blown by the winter wind.
