"The lonely king wants to kill the emperor, kill him!"
"kill him!"
One night at midnight, it rained heavily. The osmanthus trees in the courtyard were covered with osmanthus trees. Wan Yanliang vented his anger alone, swinging his sword and walking across the cold rain. The thin black shirt was sticking to his chest. On her body, her wet hair stuck together and hung down her cheeks.
He took a step back, thrust forward with his sword, and struck down with a thunderbolt. Clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus fell all over the ground. Then he bent down and circled the sword, and all the raindrops were intercepted by him.
"Qingya..." When he called her, he didn't know whether it was rain or tears, but water drops kept falling from the corners of his eyes.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please come back quickly. If you continue like this, your body will get wet!" The waiting people followed his footsteps and came with umbrellas in hand, not daring to get close.
"Your Majesty! I beg you, slave!"
Guard Qi Shili took a look at his decadent appearance from the corner of the corridor, then drew his sword and rushed towards him. He swung it several times, then lightly placed a palm on his chest and put away his long sword.
"Return the sword to the lonely king!"
He stood there and shouted at Kai Shili, clenching his fists as if he was about to step forward to learn a lesson.
"Your Majesty, if you act like this, will Miss Li look back?"
"Bring me the sword of the lonely king!"
"Your Majesty, do you still want to be so decadent? We don't have much time. Now in the court, your Majesty is secretly descending on your ministers, and when he comes down, he will attack the Qi Palace! The Imperial Concubine and the others are still waiting for you in Zhongjing. Take it!"
He looked up to the sky, the heavy rain hitting his face, and he seemed to be choked and unable to speak.
"The lonely king is a waste. He can't even protect the woman he loves. He has to watch her marry someone else. Qingya is getting married next month, but I still can't think of a way to turn the situation around.".c
Kai Shili just looked at his posture, and the two looked at each other again. They took a shower together in the rain field. After a while, he said to Kai Shili: "I went to find the time and sent you the seal." Send a letter to the Central Palace and ask the Central Palace to meet you at the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the south of the city. This matter must be done quietly, and the emperor must not be aware of it."
After saying that, Qishi Li bowed and stepped back, watching his vigorous pace gradually go away among the flowers in the cold night.
The queen received his secret message in the middle palace, and then she found a time when the emperor would stay in the distant temple. She called Tang Kuo Dingge, an old lover of Wanyan Liang, and they dressed up together. They planned to go to Qiguo Mansion first, and then to Wanyan Liang and Liang rode together in the prince's car to the south of the city.
On this day, Qingya heard about Concubine Yong's summons and arrived at Yong's Mansion early. She was sitting next to Concubine Yong's bed rocking the baby boy she had just given birth to.
The imperial concubine Mingxuan gave birth to a son for King Yong yesterday. King Yong was very happy and named him Yun Chaan. Qingya rocked him beside the baby bed, looking at his pink hands, small face and open eyes, she felt happy and a smile appeared on her red lips.
The imperial concubine wiped her forehead and looked at her while lying on the bed. There was a little smile between her sad brows and eyes, and she said to her: "I can finally see you happy. I saw you a few days ago and you have been there all day long. Crying! Ahem! Seeing that Yun Nian likes it!"
After hearing her cough, Qingya tucked her into a thick mattress and said, "Crying can't change the facts, so it's better to laugh. Laughing can also help you see the light ahead!"
"The short-term sadness is worth it in exchange for growth," she held Yun Nian's hand in her palm.
"What's wrong? Are you overthinking it?" she asked.
"Hey, Your Majesty, you have indeed made a mistake. Since the last night with you, he has stayed in the Ministry of War all day, and when he returned home, he locked himself up in Biluoyuan."
She didn't reply, she just looked at the cute little baby.
"The king said that he can't help you. He has doted on you and loved you since you were a child, and wanted to protect you. He just felt uncomfortable when he heard that you had feelings for King Qi, but he never thought of doing this... In this way... Got you,"
As she spoke, her eyes filled with tears again.
"What's the use of saying this now? It's already happened. His purpose has been achieved."
"I have experienced too much pain in the past ten years. Even now, I don't feel the pain anymore. I just thought, live your life well! Just...that's it!"
As she spoke, she heard Yun Nian suddenly start crying on the couch, so she picked him up without saying a word, rocked him in the room, patted his back, and coaxed him: "Nan'er is not here." Crying, oh oh oh, stop crying, let’s walk!”
"Oh oh oh, what's going on, what's going on, whoever bullied our county king, wait until I go down and beat him up!"
She coaxed and rocked in her arms for a while, and then the baby stopped crying and looked at her with its small eyes.
Xiu Yin came up and tied a small blanket for him and said: "This slave is also surprised to see that the two princes of the imperial concubine seem to be particularly close to the girl. They calmed down as soon as they were in the girl's arms."
"They are all children, so there is a sense of intimacy! This is the only way to explain it," the imperial concubine said.
"Okay, if you like him, then take him and play with Yun Gong! I'm going to have a rest and I'm going to kick you out."
"I wish I could! Just sleep well!"
She happily went out with Yun Nian in her arms, went to look for Yun Gong, and then walked in the door. She saw King Yong teaching Yun Zhong how to practice calligraphy in front of the bookcase. Yun Gong was holding a pen on the rice paper beside him. Doodle.
King Yong has not been seen for a few days. He is a little haggard, his cheeks are full of stubble, and his eyes are a little tired.
"My son, you must practice this word carefully. After my father taught you today, you are not allowed to forget it again!"
"Yes, Daddy! Daddy, you said that I have to write eight words a day and hand them over to you for reading. But Daddy, winter is here, and my hands are so cold that I can't even write. Plus, I have to go out during the day. My uncle is practicing swordsmanship, and my sister has to watch my son study after he has learned swordsmanship. Every night, my son sleeps very late!" Yunzhong stood in his arms with his head bowed and a calligraphy sheet.
He took Yunzhong's little hand and said, "Okay, now that winter is coming, I will go to my uncle's place once every two days. How about two less words every day?"
"Thank you, Daddy!"
Qingya stood outside the screen and looked at his fatherly gesture. She felt warm to her heart for a moment. When she saw him standing up from his position, she hid and prepared to leave because she really had no face to leave at this time. meet him.
But Yungong was a sharp-eyed man. He raised his head and looked at her and called out: "Auntie,...auntie," and immediately went up to meet her, hugging her legs so that she could not move at all.
"Kong'er, I'm holding my little brother!"
When Wanyanyong saw her, he stood there with tears in his eyes, looked at her thinning figure and called out: "Qingya!"
"Auntie, I want to look at my little brother, look at my little brother!" Yungong stretched out his little hand and jumped to grab the elegant dress to look at Yun Nian.
"My son can't be like this. My aunt hugged my little brother, but he fell down after a while!"
He walked forward slowly, put his hand under Yungong's armpit, and placed him in front of the desk to sit down: "Take a good look at big brother's writing!"
He swallowed his saliva and walked slowly in front of her, looking at her mountain-like little eyebrows, and then at the little suck marks exposed between her clothes. He recalled the scene when he went to the clouds and rain with her that night, and there was a trace of trace on his face. Ashamed.
"Sister, that night... I was the one who offended you. Is my sister feeling better?"
"Even if it's not good, it will be good. What joy can last forever, and what sadness can't be overcome!"
"That night, I drank too much. When I came to your room, I felt very hot. When I looked at you..."
"Stop talking..."
She interrupted him and put the baby in her arms into his hands. She took a step back and bowed her head in front of him: "I didn't want to come today. I just heard that my sister-in-law came to visit after giving birth. In order to avoid it." King!"
"Now that I meet the king again, I have nothing to say!"
"Brother has achieved his goal. Between us, brother, you win."
Before she could say a few words, she bowed and left the room, walking among the dense branches of flowers, looking at the gray sky that looked like it was going to rain. Wanyanyong never chased him, but stood there and looked at her. The retreating figure. After a while, he took a closer look at his beloved son who was already sleeping soundly in his arms, and then he hugged him with his cloak and sent him back to the Serenity Garden.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a maid lying beside Mingxuan's bed, discussing something with her. Wanyanyong asked curiously: "What are you whispering?"
The maid and the imperial concubine looked at each other and won her favor.
After approving, he said: "The slave is talking strange things to the empress!"
"Just now, I went to the street with Miss Cuihe to buy the white meat biscuits and crispy meat that the girl likes to eat. Then I saw His Highness Prince Qi's carriage in Langfang."
She stood up straight and said, "Miss He'er was careful and looked at it for a while, but she saw half of a woman's hand stretching out from under the car curtain, with a green jade dragon head on the finger!"
"Sister He'er was so frightened that she didn't even buy cakes. She ran back and Nu'er came back with her!"
He listened and stood there for a long time. It is said that the only woman who can wear a jade dragon head is the Queen Mother. Now that the Queen Mother has passed away for many years, only the Queen loves to wear a jade dragon head on her finger. This is something that everyone in the government and the public knows.
"Wanyan Liang is really crazy. He has been involved in the middle palace for several years. Now he is even more blatant. Aren't you afraid that your majesty will chop off his head?" Mingxuan braced herself and scolded him.
"You and I have known about this for many years, so we are not surprised!" Wan Yanyong sat expressionlessly beside her couch, looking at his beloved son.
"Such a hypocrite, that girl Qingya is like a demon, she can't tell the difference between good and bad!"
"If I'm possessed again, it's not like this anymore. I hurt Qingya, and she concluded in her heart that I am a hypocrite and King Qi is a gentleman!"
He was a little sad. After meeting Qingya, he thought more and more about the lingering night and blamed himself more and more.
For a moment, the imperial concubine looked at the blessing bag hanging from the new gauze curtain in front of her, murmuring something in her mouth, then stood up and called the maid over: "My cousin must not know about this, and Cuihe will definitely not tell her, you Just like that... come here!"
She whispered a few words into her ear, then saw the maid replying repeatedly, and trotted out again.
"It's better not to be like this! It's like this now! If I let her see it again, she will be even more sad!"
"Let her understand for herself what kind of person her so-called lover is!"
