Thus, under the joint planning of Cen Xijin and Chen Xiurong, a drama of inviting pets began.
On this day, the sky fell in the evening, the clouds filled the sky, and the autumn water lasted for a long time.
Emperor Zhengxing walked out of Jianxian Pavilion with his hands behind his back, sighing, and began to take a leisurely stroll.
The second prince's chess skills have improved greatly recently, and even the eldest prince, a veteran chess player, and Ming Zhiyuan, a chess idiot, have lost to him. Cen Xijin is very unhappy about this.
After Emperor Zhengxing heard the rumors in the palace elsewhere, he happily went to Jianxian Hall to find the second prince to play chess. As soon as the second prince made a move, Emperor Zhengxing became more and more excited and nervous. When a master meets a master, when a stranger is caught outside the mountain, what a joyful and exciting experience it must be!
Unfortunately, the second prince seemed to be very dishonest. As soon as the sun set in the west, he started to raise his arms and shout for dinner. He simply left no way to survive for Emperor Zhengxing, who had just eaten the marrow and learned the taste. Originally, He also plans to play chess with the second prince until dawn!
Seeing his second son fall from being a chess genius to being reincarnated as a starving ghost, Emperor Zhengxing felt disappointed. He shook his head and sneered before leaving.
He is really playing the piano to a cow!
But soon, he no longer felt angry towards the second prince. On the contrary, he still felt a little bit... secretly happy.
The Jianxian Pavilion is very close to the Leng Palace. As soon as Emperor Zhengxing came out of the Jianxian Pavilion and took a detour, a clear and distant song came faintly.
Emperor Zhengxing's eyes flashed, and he walked quickly towards the direction of Leng Palace. Then he saw from a distance a slim and elegant white figure leaning in the secluded bamboo stream in the back garden of Leng Palace.
That figure had a concave and convex outline. It was obvious that it was a woman! She is also a stunning beauty!
Emperor Zhengxing held his breath cautiously, for fear of surprising this graceful forest fairy.
In the bamboo forest, "Xizhou Song", which is as clear as a spring, is constantly echoing.
"...When the doorman didn't arrive, I went out to pick red lotuses. In the autumn of Nantang, the lotus flowers were bigger than people's heads. I lowered my head to get the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds were as clear as water... I recalled that the man who opened the door didn't come. I looked up at the flying dragons who flew all over Xizhou. I watched him go to the brothel. , the building is so high that you can’t see it, the sun is shining over the railing... The sea water is dreaming, you are worried and I am also worried, the south wind knows my will, blowing my dream to Xizhou..."
Emperor Zhengxing stared blankly at the figure on the back that aroused endless reverie. At this moment, the only words left in his heart were "love and soul swinging". It seemed that even he was blown away by this charming and graceful singing. Seven Souls are missing.
Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Youde hurriedly called out in a low voice: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
When Emperor Zhengxing came back to his senses, the first thing he saw was Zhang Youde's old face, and he suddenly felt unhappy: "What are you yelling about!"
One is a fairy-like little beauty, and the other is an old eunuch with a dour face. Of course, there is no comparison between the two.
Zhang Youde hurriedly put on his smile and was about to apologize a few words, but the woman in white in the bamboo forest turned her head in surprise: "Ah, Your Majesty!"
Her soft and weak body was about to fall to the ground almost immediately.
Emperor Zhengxing was so distressed that he quickly walked to the moist and dark Youzhu Stream, stretched out his arm and gave the woman a steady hand.
The woman just timidly raised her dark eyes, revealing half of her soft and pitiful face.
To Emperor Zhengxing, this face was not unfamiliar.
In a low voice, he called out naturally: "Ah..."
Chen Xiurong even murmured politely, biting his red lips, and shyly shouted: "Your Majesty..."
It was as if they were still lovers in love.
It seemed that they were still the village chief and his wife who pointed at the pig pen with their hands in hand, living a happy life in the leisurely farm.
Emperor Zhengxing, for his part, sometimes likes the new and dislikes the old, but when he is guilty of being mean, he likes the new and misses the old.
Memories are like a sharp weapon.
Whenever he recalled the past, even if others had all kinds of faults and inappropriate things, he would lose all his anger.
Therefore, Emperor Zhengxing always thought that he was a rare infatuated person. He picked Chen Xiurong's sharp chin and sighed: "Ah, you have lost weight."
Chen Xiurong breathed out a faint trace of hot breath in his ear, and asked with red eyes: "Your Majesty, I just want to ask, do you still have the vows you made in the past?"
…
Countless memories just hit Emperor Zhengxing's mind.
That year, she was still Jieyu who had just entered the palace. She spoke with a strong local accent, but her description was extremely charming, like a warm kapok growing happily in the sun.
She said: "I just like to be sour and jealous! I am a jealous person! If Your Majesty doesn't like it, then I will move to the cold palace alone!"
He said: "Then I will accompany you."
She waved her handkerchief and narrowed her eyes with a smile: "Hey, what did your Majesty say? I didn't hear you!"
He solemnly agreed: "I said that if you end up in the cold palace one day, I will accompany you."
Then she stood up on her tiptoes and pecked him hard on the cheek.
The more Emperor Zhengxing thought about it, the more he felt sad. He suddenly thought of a poem written by Han Hong of the Tang Dynasty, which said: "Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, is the color green now?" Even if the long strip seems to be hanging down, it should be broken by someone else's hand!
So at this moment, they are rejoicing in the past, rejoicing in the past. Are the vows made in the past still there today? Only sadness comes to mind!
"Ah, I won't let you be wronged anymore." Emperor Zhengxing hugged her tightly, thinking of the rumors in the palace that Chen Xiurong was sent to live in seclusion in the cold palace after angering the Queen Mother, but he ignored her at that time. The more Emperor Zhengxing thought about it, the more he felt guilty and distressed.
Chen Xiurong was held in his arms, but there was no expression on his face. He just rubbed his chest mechanically.
"A'ao, if you believe in me, I will treat you twice as well! When you go back, you will be Shufei! Ah'ao, be good, call me husband!" Emperor Zhengxing's fingers wrapped around her soft length, and he hugged her For a moment, he felt as if he had unlimited power.
Chen Xiurong shouted with a fake smile: "...husband."
Zhang Youde, who had a background of ten thousand years, was frightened at this moment. This Chen Xiurong was so clever. With just such a move, he not only saved His Majesty's heart and made him unforgettable about her, but also directly sealed her the position of a concubine!
Concubine Shu, this is Concubine Shu. A virtuous and noble person always regards the virtuous as inferior and the noble as noble. Concubine Shu is second only to the noble concubine!
Over the years, how many people have kept an eye on Concubine Shu's position, and Emperor Zhengxing still arrogantly refused to throw away this piece of plump meat - now he is considered to have it.
Zhang Youde, who recognized the situation, hurriedly bent down and prostrated, threw away the dust and shouted: "I pay my respects to Concubine Shu! Concubine Shu is Jin'an!"
Concubine Chen Shu smiled and said nothing as she leaned into Emperor Zhengxing's arms, smelling the strange but familiar scent on his clothes, and finally smiled.
This man.
No matter what he did to others, at least he never felt sorry for her in the slightest.
Concubine Shu's sudden appearance shocked the harem three times in the Jiangnan atmosphere.
It turned out that Emperor Zhengxing had not been to the harem for many days because he was thinking about the lively Jiangnan women. Those women in the harem smelled like greasy and fishy overnight meals, and he was already tired of it just thinking about it. I'm so panicked, how can I dare to favor Xingxing?
So many girls were waiting in the imperial garden to let off the fire. No one expected that in the end, this country woman who invited herself to the cold palace would have her beard cut off!
It seems that the women in the harem have to gnash their teeth and sleep alone.
Among so many women, Concubine Sun is the only one who is clear-headed. What she cares about is not how Concubine Shu is. It doesn’t matter how high Concubine Shu jumps. If she wants to survive in the harem, she must rely on pampering for the first half of her life. , but for the rest of my life I will rely on my heirs!
After all, Concubine Shu is a sonless woman, so she has no luck to compete with her. She is just another virtuous concubine.
Concubine Sun's eyes still fell on the Jianxian Pavilion.
"The second prince...why is he not my son?"
One day, after checking the fifth prince's homework, she began to hold her forehead and sigh, "My head is so big!"
It's okay for the fifth prince not to be smart, but he doesn't even have the opinion or temper of a superior. He always works hard and accepts punishment. Even Xining can bully her, a good old brother, with a smile.
Wen Xu, who was rubbing her temples, comforted her in a low voice: "My dear, don't be anxious. As long as we can wait until we go to Jiangnan, our people will be able to take action soon!"
Concubine Sun closed her eyes and muttered: "Our people? People from the Sun family? No!"
The people of the Sun family must not be stained with the blood of the second prince.
It's not that she has much affection for her family, it's just that she will suffer both losses and prosperity. Whether it's the harem or the former dynasty, she still needs the support of her family to some extent.
Although the Sun family is not powerful, the money they have given her in the past two years is not small. In the palace, everything needs to be managed up and down. Otherwise, why would they work hard for you?
"Ah? We don't need people from the Sun family? But..." But if we don't use people from the Sun family, they will have no one to use.
The Xia family can borrow a few people, but those raised by other people will always be raised by other people, and they will not be of the same mind as Concubine Sun.
Especially, it was a serious matter of murdering the prince's life.
"Wen Xu, you have to remember what it means to kill someone with a borrowed knife." At this point, Concubine Sun's frown finally relaxed.
She has a solution.
Although that method was indeed very unethical and had no bottom line, if others knew about it, it would be enough to label her a "traitor".
"Wen Xu, send a message to your family and ask your father to find a way to find Fujiwara Masao's son, and tell him that King Guangling will cooperate with them!" The ancients used a borrowed sword to kill enemies, but she borrowed a sword to kill a group of people, and she didn't return it. Regardless of whether there is any grudge or not, let's hold the shit basin first and then talk about it!
But Concubine Sun ignored one thing. She could pick up the shit basin for others at will, and one day, the shit basin would be returned to the original place without missing a drop.
And, it came back quickly.
