After Wan Yanliang finished speaking, she looked at the fine needlework on her sleeves and suddenly remembered her mother's kind face - "Since I was a child, I have been used to seeing my mother grovel and do nothing to the eldest lady. Yes, but she is my biological mother. Now that I am the emperor, I don’t have to let my mother suffer this kind of injustice, but she still kneels down and worships me whenever she sees the eldest mistress!"
"My maid is the mother of the Son of Heaven, there is no need to kneel down to anyone!"
"This time, I will leave the eldest lady in Shangjing. I don't want to see the virtuous mother become cautious in order to live in harmony with the eldest lady. I feel guilty. Could it be that this wife and concubine is so humble that she can really poison the woman like this? ?"
Li Rou was silent, stroking Wan Yanliang's generous palm on both her arms, and then gently shook her head and said, "The late emperor's feelings towards the eldest mistress are just like your Majesty's towards me. I wish you all the best." It’s just that we share the same eyebrows with my wife! Which of the concubines in the harem is not respectful to me? This is the confidence that Your Majesty gives to me!"
He suddenly understood something, and Xiao Tan looked at the night scene outside the window and let out a long sigh - "It turns out that these wives and concubines are inferior and have poisoned more than just me!"
"That's it, that's it! What else can we do? It's been like this for thousands of years."
He sat quietly and brushed the queen's hair, leaning on the mattress of the Luohan bed behind him. He then lifted the queen's hair down and laid it on his chest. He held the back of her head with both hands and looked at the bead pendants hanging from the red beams.
Then he reached out and held her jade hands in his palms and said, "Now that we have moved to the new capital, I want to have a new concubine!"
"Who does Your Majesty want to recruit?"
He then laughed - "Pucha Ali tiger,"
The queen reacted for a long time before remembering: "It seems to be Wanyan Nan's wife! The Nan family has been dead in the war for ten years, so they left a widow at home."
"Harm, you only know that she is the wife of the Wanyannan family, but you don't know that her ex-husband is Wanyan Ahuyi. Ahuyi was killed by King Hunyi, so she remarried to the Wanyannan family. When I conquered the Song Dynasty, I At that time, I was the general of the auxiliary country and went to the Nan family's residence to pay my respects. I still remember her appearance when I first saw her..."
As he spoke, he thought about the beautiful face of Pucha Alihu back then: "I remember that she was twenty-five years old at the time, dressed in filial piety, and was crying for her husband. At that time, she just Seeing her, even though she is not wearing makeup, her skin is as beautiful as snow, and even though she is not wearing gorgeous clothes, she is so charming, it actually makes my heart go away."
"I wanted to take her as my concubine. After all, I couldn't let such a beautiful lady become a widow, but she, Aweng, would never let her remarry. I didn't have much power at the time, so I had to give up!"
He calmed down and thought about it, while recalling the first time he saw the Pucha Ali tiger when he was young, he held the queen's hand in circles.
"But now that I am the emperor, it will be different. I will immediately send someone to take her back to the capital, and then I will make her a concubine."
"Okay! As long as His Majesty likes it, I will support Your Majesty!"
Wan Yanliang remained silent again, caressing Li Rou's smooth and fair face, and leaned down to kiss her forehead. She was startled by his stubble, and she squealed: "Your Majesty's beard actually hurts my concubine. .”
After hearing the casual words, he gradually opened his palms and looked at the mark on his thumb. When he blinked again, his eyes were already bloodshot, and there was no trace of joy in his ethereal eyes.
He suddenly thought: "Yes! I am the emperor, but I can no longer have her in this life. She will never come back to me! She married someone else."
Lirou didn't know who he was talking about, so she replied: "Why don't your majesty bring Lady Li into the palace?"
"I have thought about it, but I can't do it. I understand her nature. She is strong-willed and will never turn back. She must have her own reason for not coming back. If I force her, it will be ruined. she."
"Yeah! I understand!"
For a long time, he shook his head carelessly, calmed down, and got down from the imperial seat. As he walked, he said: "That's it, that's all, there is no grass anywhere in the world, haha! Someone has come to invite the young lady to sleep in the back of Fu'an Hall."
"I will get the most beautiful wife in the world!"
That night, he ordered the girl to lie down in front of the dragon bed and play the pipa in thin fresh clothes. Like a captive, the girl let the palace maid take off her clothes, then put on the gauze that her uncle had prepared for her, and knelt on his shoulder while holding his cold pipa.
Play in front of you.
A sound rises and a string falls, either as crisp as a piece of silk, or as circuitous as a meandering stream, with deep and high pitches among them.
And he, with his breasts exposed, moved his hips, beat the rhythm with his fingers on his knees, and listened carefully to the moving music.
After the song ended, the smooth pipa was covered with the woman's tears.
She is the niece of the man in front of her, and he is the uncle she has called for more than ten years. But now, he is forcing her to serve in the palace regardless of her flesh and blood. How will she deal with herself in the future?
After a long time, when the music slowly died down, he called her over, put his arms around her slender waist, stroked her blushing face and said, "Xiasha, don't cry, I will treat you well."
"Uncle, Your Majesty, please let Shaosha go home! Shaosha can't be your concubine! Please, Your Majesty."
"What's so good about your late husband? If you follow me, I will make you a noble imperial concubine! Be obedient. You have always listened to me the most."
After saying that, he stood up lightly and put down the pipa in the girl's hand, then picked her up and placed her on the dragon couch, letting his wild nature go wild and having sex several times.
In the silence of the night, the girl was lying next to Wan Yanliang with disheveled hair. On the lichen not far away was a brightly colored belly of a mandarin duck playing with a fish.
Wan Yanliang uncovered herself and pushed aside the quilt covering her face, caressing her cheeks very comfortably and said, "Well, not bad, Shaosha has grown up!"
"How about I make you a county prince? If you don't like the palace, I will send you back to the newly built Pucha Mansion until I call you."
Shaosha laughed like crazy, her voice was cold to the bone, her scattered black hair hung dead on her shoulders, she stood up and stared at the emperor: "Pucha Mansion? Hahaha, Pucha Mansion is gone long ago. My parents are dead and my brother has married and has children. Who will care about me anymore? I am just a lamb to be slaughtered!"
"It's just a lamb!"
After saying that, she hugged the quilt with trembling arms and curled up on the corner of the bed. Her miserable cry spread throughout the dormitory, crying out the involuntary pain she had suffered over the years.
Knowing that the emperor was in luck, Wan Yanying, the eldest princess of Qi State, went to the palace the next day and had a big quarrel with the emperor in front of the Queen Mother. The emperor angrily scolded her for being ignorant, and she arrogantly threw her down. He left through the door and never entered the palace again. Whenever he had time, he went to look for Qingya.
On this day, on a whim, she brought her two or three-year-old son to find someone to talk to. She happened upon Qingya and Wanyanyong picking flowers in the wild chrysanthemum garden in the backyard, saying they wanted to pick some chrysanthemums to make a pair of pillow cores.
When she saw this, she acted like a child and sat down on the bluestone beside her. She kept thinking about her imperial brother's faults without holding back at all. When it got serious, Wan Yanyong quickly sent the waiting people away. , for fear of being caught.
"The fourth brother became like a devil and actually took the girl as his concubine. After she went to bed that night, he stayed in my princess's house for five days. He drank and played music all day long, as if he had lost his mind. It's so good. The girl was ruined!"
She placed her son on her lap and stroked the small ring of hair on the top of his head. After hearing this, Qingya looked at each other with her husband, picked up the wild chrysanthemums in the small basket, sat on the chair and silently removed some of the petals that were not in good condition. ..
Wan Yanying was a little impatient and said: "Qingya, you don't pay attention to me. How come you have become weak now that you are married?"
Qingya just smiled and continued picking chrysanthemums.
"Mrs. Wan Guo! How can you be so cold when I speak to you?"
She put down the small basket and sighed: "Ying'er! I am the prince's wife and have nothing to do with His Majesty. Now that you have told me, what can I do?"
"Li Qingya, thanks to my fourth brother liking you so much, can't you persuade him? Brother Yong, you also think of a way to persuade my fourth brother!"
Wan Yanyong was about to speak, but was quietly stopped by Qing Ya's hand and said: "Princess, now that I am married to a woman, please don't mention the past things again, lest others listen. No one can help me with this matter. I am a woman. If I want to go and remonstrate with the emperor, what kind of words would that sound like?"
She lowered her voice and said, "Your brother Yong is even more difficult to interfere with. As soon as your Majesty arrives in Zhongjing, he will be sentenced to Jinan Yin and he will leave after the new year!"
"Actually, Your Majesty has his own reasons for doing things. Princess, please be a good princess."
That is, you don’t have to worry about your Majesty’s personal affairs. "
After hearing this, Wan Yanying felt irritated and sneered: "Oh, just talking to you is like saying it in vain. To put it bluntly, you just don't dare to persuade or face other people's rumors. You are a A timid and weak person was a girl before and is still a girl now!"
"I want to see how you, a coward like a rat, without a son or a daughter, can survive in the palace!
"My son, let's go..."
Having said that, she was still so arrogant, gently pulling her son through the flower garden, and casually picked up a chrysanthemum. After a while, someone waiting in the garden outside shouted: "Eldest Princess, let's go!" The whole backyard finally became quiet.
Watching Wan Yanying go out, she calmed down again and sewed a small pillowcase without saying a word about what happened. The husband put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Madam, it's not good to make Ying'er angry like this!"
She put down her needlework and said: "Ying'er, you have been pampered since you were a child. What you say and do depends entirely on your mood. If she stays for a long time and says something disrespectful and is noticed by others, this is not to make the Holy Spirit angry and bring disaster to her. Stay at the residence?"
"Over the years, I have long understood the situation. In the most unfavorable times, it is best to be patient and be a reclusive gentleman like a chrysanthemum. After absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, it can be used for more than just pillow cores!"
Wanyanyong suddenly admired her thoroughness in thinking about the problem. She seemed to be different from the girl who only cried in the past, and she had more sense.
It was she who was holding a basket of chrysanthemums, and he was holding her face and placing a deep kiss on her eyebrows, making her a little shy.
——"The Qingya of the lonely king has grown up!"
