Wang Zhi was ordered to escort Zhu Di out of Jinshen Palace. It was still quite cold in the winter night, so Wang Zhi couldn't help but shrink his neck.
When Zhu Di saw it, he took off a black fox cloak and put it on Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhi was startled: "King Yan, how can this be done?"
Zhu Di walked with his hands behind his back, not caring: "I have been at the border for a long time, and the coldness of Jiangnan is nothing. I am not young anymore, so take good care of yourself." He looked back at Wang Zhi and asked, "Banban has been with Huang Kao for forty years, right?"
Wang Zhi was moved and replied: "Forty-four years."
Zhu Di sighed: "That's really an old minister." Looking at the waning moon in the night sky, he sighed: "We sons, we can't fulfill our filial piety. It's hard work."
Wang Zhi modestly said: "I have done what I should have done as a veteran, and I have given you the reward."
Zhu Di said with a smile: "Is it okay for you to stay in the palace? If you are missing something, just send a letter to the king without seeing anyone outside."
Wang Zhi was moved. Zhu Di had always respected him and would definitely come to visit him whenever he came to Beijing. Wang Zhi didn't care about those gifts and money. He was an old man and had no need for these. But he was really touched by King Yan's thoughtfulness.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Zhi looked back and saw that the little eunuch was far away, then he leaned close to Zhu Di and whispered: "When Taizu was dying, he mentioned the prince."
Zhu Di was shocked, stopped, and looked down at Wang Zhi: "What did you say?"
Wang Zhi motioned for him to continue walking, and continued in a low voice: "The Holy One first asked the ministers to assist the great grandson, and then ordered not to embarrass Li Cairen, and spared her the death penalty and let her go to the pagoda to chant sutras."
When Zhu Di heard this, he felt sad.
Wang Zhi glanced at Zhu Di and said: "In the end, the Holy One said 'Lao Si Lao Si', and he said the prince twice. Unfortunately, he died before he finished speaking."
Zhu Di had tears in his eyes and stood upright unable to move: I knew it! I know my father will never forget me! He was talking about himself when he was dying!
As soon as Zhu Di turned around, he was about to walk back.
Wang Zhi grabbed him and said, "What do you want, Your Majesty? No!"
The night wind blew against my face, biting the bone. Zhu Di gradually calmed down. Yes, his father is no longer here. Why go back to Zhu Yunwen to argue? What's the theory
In the deep blue night sky, the waning moon crescents, and a few cold stars twinkle.
Father, what do you want to say to me
Zhu Di looked up at the stars, his thoughts racing.
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In the evening of this day, Lotus sent Zhu Yunwen away and stood at the door looking at the sky.
The view from the entrance of the tower is very limited. Even if you bend your waist, you can only see a small piece of sky; in summer, the shade of trees blocks even this small piece of sky. The weather was very bad today, with big dark clouds hanging heavily in the sky, and strong winds blowing, which hurt my face. From time to time, dirt was blown down from the tower, and the lotus flower was blinded. It hurriedly closed it and retreated into the tower.
Hear Hai Shou say: "The weather is bad, princess, please rest early! I closed the door." Lianhua agreed, and it took a while before she could open her eyes. She chanted sutras and did her homework, then put out the candle and got into bed early.
So cold! Lianhua was wearing a close-fitting jacket and trousers, which were very thick. She was covered with three layers of quilts, but she was still shivering from the cold. A cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, and the strong wind outside could still be heard howling. At this time, how much I miss Zhu Yunwen's warm embrace and the hot bed at home. . After thinking wildly, she gradually fell asleep, and there was a little warmth in the bed. The lotus finally stopped shaking so much.
Hazy, a palm gently caressed his cheek. It was another sweet dream, still in Luoxia Palace, he always caressed it gently.
wrong! This palm is so big! This is not Yunlang's hand!
Lotus trembled with fright and opened her eyes in her sleep.
In the darkness, a burly figure sat on the edge of the couch, a big hand already covering his mouth from his cheek. Lianhua couldn't scream, and watched in horror; until her eyes slowly adapted to the darkness, and her mind gradually woke up, she vaguely recognized Zhu Di, looked at him and nodded, and loosened her big hands.
Lotus jumped down and lit a candle. Just for a moment, a burst of cold air hit me, and I had already sneezed a few times.
Zhu Di smiled and said: "Don't be busy, put on the cotton clothes, or get in bed." Seeing that Lianhua was still a little frightened, he comforted: "Sambo is guarding the door, it's okay", and added: "Hai Shou and the guards I've taken the drug and won't wake up for a while."
Lotus opened her eyes wide, but sneezed again. I hurriedly put on my cotton-padded clothes, then thought about it and put on another layer. Zhu Di watched quietly without speaking.
Lianhua put on her cotton clothes and looked at Zhu Di, still shivering from the cold.
Zhu Di pondered, as if he didn't know where to start. Liangjiu said softly: "Come back to Peiping with me! If you want to live in the palace, you can live in Tingsongju or Wenlou; if you don't want to live in the palace, just buy a house outside. It can be anywhere you like."
Lotus opened her eyes wide again, he was so bold!
Zhu Di stared at her: "You have been gone for more than a year, and I don't miss you every day. I always remember that we said we would see the Shengguan Tower together. I saw it today, but I didn't expect it in this way." Seeing Lianhua, he lowered his head and said nothing. , and then said: "I was wrong before, I shouldn't have let you go to Beijing. Come back with me, I won't let you suffer again."
Lianhua raised her eyes and looked at him: "How is that possible? It will hurt you. And I am already married, how can I be half-hearted?"
Zhu Di said softly: "Don't worry about me, nothing will happen." Zhu Di had already made arrangements before coming, how to take people away and how to return to Peking. The reason why I waited until the day before leaving was to prepare to pick her up and leave.
Lianhua shook her head: "I'm already married to him, how can I leave him?"
Zhu Di couldn't help but get angry: "If he protects you well, he won't need me to do anything. But look at you now! How can he bear to suffer like this? You will freeze to death here!"
Lianhua weakly defended: "I made a mistake, it was Taizu's death..."
When Zhu Di heard her defending Zhu Yunzhen, he became even more angry: "He is the emperor! The emperor! What palace rules? What kind of testament? He took you back, who can do anything to him?"
But he will become a foolish king, he will be recorded in the annals of history, he will cause chaos in the harem, and he will hurt their relationship between king and minister, mother and son...
Lianhua wanted to say more, but when she saw Zhu Di was furious, she couldn't help but stop and looked at him with infinite sadness in her eyes.
Zhu Di looked at her, feeling distressed, and sighed softly: "Zhu Quan sent Zhu Yi to ask you, do you remember?"
Remember, of course I remember. How can we forget those happy times in Daningwei? The mist gradually appeared in Lotus's eyes.
Zhu Di added: "Shurduo sent people to deliver Mongolian cheese. Remember the tribal leader I met on the grassland, right?"
The geese are walking side by side on the Mongolian grassland. The sky is so high and the wild geese are arranged in a human shape. The wind carries the fragrance of grass. .
Zhu Di leaned down and stared into Lianhua's eyes: "There is also me, remember? Miss Lian?"
The tears in Lotus's eyes finally rolled down. A cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, and the lotus flowers rustled and shivered. Was it cold? Is it crying
Zhu Di sighed softly, hugged the lotus flowers, and gathered them under the cloak. Through Zhu Di's old robe, Lianhua felt a warmth and the smell in her memory.
Zhu Di hugged Lotus tightly, as if he wanted to use his own body temperature to warm her and melt her.
It was so warm, the lotus lay greedily on his warm chest. The two cold hand pockets slowly warmed up here.
Zhu Di felt her attachment and couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned over and kissed her regardless. Those soft cherry lips, those red lips and teeth that I have thought about for thousands of times.
Lotus was confused. Zhu Di's kiss was domineering and soaring, making Lotus dizzy and suffocated.
Such hot lips, such warm breath, and the whisper in the ear: "Miss Lian, I think so hard!" Lianhua felt dizzy and her body felt weak.
Zhu Di was an experienced man in his prime. He knew that Lian Hua was in love, so he hugged Lian Hua with his left hand and continued to kiss her. He slightly bent his knees and stretched his right hand to Lian Hua's knees. He picked her up horizontally and put her down on the couch.
Zhu Di has been reflecting hard these days, why didn't he keep her? Although she refuses to use some temptation or force for various reasons, even if she is annoyed with herself for a moment, she can always slowly coax her back as long as she is by her side. There is nothing better than watching her suffer and even freeze to death like this. Then I thought, she may not be willing to go with me this time, what should I do? After much deliberation, the only way was to make a meal out of raw rice. She became her own person and had no choice but to go with herself.
Regardless of whether she felt ashamed of Zhu Yunwen or hated herself, she had no choice but to persuade her slowly. Having made up his mind, King Yan Zhu Di actually used a trick of seduction. How could Lianhua think of this
In the ecstasy, Lianhua vaguely knew that she shouldn't, and murmured: "No! No!" This made Zhu Di even more passionate, and the seduction turned into a real desire to stop. More fierce kisses, on the lips, on the earlobes, on the neck; with a hiss, Zhu Di tore two layers of cotton-padded clothes. Through the jacket, I can already feel the body temperature of the lotus.
Suddenly, the candle flame jumped twice and went out, and one candle burned to the end. All around was darkness.
Zhu Di ignored him, hugged him tighter in the dark, and kissed him more passionately. Lianhua raised her head, enjoying his passionate kiss and caress, and made a low sound.
Gradually, a faint light flickered on the table beside the couch. What is it? Confused and fascinated, Lianhua glanced over. It's the Glazed Tower.
It’s the Glazed Tower! Lotus trembled.
What am I doing? How could I do this? I am married, and my husband is Zhu Yunwen.
The three words Zhu Yunwen jumped into his mind. Lianhua's whole body was shaken and her mind began to clear up. I quickly wanted to get up, but how could I get up? Lianhua pushed Zhu Di desperately with her hands, but Zhu Di didn't know what she meant and ignored her. He pressed her left hand and body with one hand, and used the other to tear off the jacket.
Lianhua shouted: "No! No! Your Majesty!" But her mouth was instantly blocked by Zhu Di's lips, and they kissed her more fiercely.
However, at this time, Lianhua did not feel the temptation. Waves of fear hit her heart, and big tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Lotus struggled desperately, but Zhu Di was like a mountain, hard to shake. With a hiss, the jacket also tore apart, leaving only the obscene clothes inside.
Lianhua was so anxious that she waved her right hand around. When she touched a hard object, she hit Zhu Di with her pocket head.
Zhu Di was at a critical moment, and he didn't expect to be hit on the forehead by a lotus flower. Zhu Di was stunned, and the lotus flower took the opportunity to jump to the ground, casually touched a piece of clothing, put it on, and lit the candle.
The candlelight was dim, and the lotus looked at Zhu Di and trembled.
Zhu Di stood up slowly, expressionless, staring at the lotus, blood flowing out of his forehead. After a long while, he reached out and handed over something.
Lian Hua looked over and saw that it was a glazed tower with blood and a broken corner. It turned out that what he had just touched was actually a glazed tower, and it hit him on the forehead.
With tears in her eyes, Lotus stretched out her hand to receive it. Zhu Di turned over his hand, held Lianhua's palm, and said word for word: "I did it on purpose, I just wanted to take you away." He paused, stared at the lotus, and said softly: "Come with me!" It was actually a plea.
Lotus felt grateful, angry, shy, shaken and other thoughts in her heart, and her whole body trembled. After a long, long time, Lianhua took a long breath and called out coldly: "Uncle Emperor!"
Zhu Di was shocked and looked at Lotus in disbelief. The blood on his forehead was still flowing, flowing over his brow bone and blurring his left eye. Zhu Di wiped his eyes casually, and suddenly half of his face was covered in blood.
Lianhua's eyes were cold: "Uncle! Please come back! I never want to see you again." Then she turned around and shouted: "Sambo! Take Uncle Emperor back!"
Ma Sanbao was guarding the door and had already heard all kinds of strange noises in the tower; but the prince had ordered that no one was allowed to enter, no matter what movement occurred in the tower. At this time, I heard the cry of the lotus, and hesitated for a moment, but did not move. He pricked up his ears and listened more carefully.
Zhu Di stared at the lotus without saying anything, and the blood was still flowing. Lotus really wanted to help him wipe away the blood, bandage his wounds, and comfort him. But, how can it be possible? If he gets married, he is committing adultery and breaking the precepts; for him, he is deceiving the emperor and committing the crime of exterminating his family.
Lianhua became cruel and shouted: "Sambo! The prince is bleeding, take him back quickly!"
Zhu Di stared at the lotus, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Ma Sanbao finally couldn't help it and ran in. He was shocked when he saw blood on half of Zhu Di's face and quickly tore off the bandage. Zhu Di blocked it with his hand, but Ma Sanbao did not dare to move and shouted softly: "Your Majesty!"
Zhu Di stared at the lotus steadily and asked, "You want me to leave?"
Lianhua gritted her teeth: "Yes. Uncle Emperor, please come back! I never want to see you again!"
Ma Sanbao couldn't help shouting: "Princess!" Ma Sanbao has followed King Yan for many years. He has never seen King Yan treat that woman so well, nor has he seen anyone treat King Yan like this.
Lian Hua turned away and said in a sad voice: "Sambo, take your prince away!"
Ma Sanbao looked at the lotus, then turned to look at Zhu Di. Blood had flowed into his neck. Ma Sanbao stretched out his hand to help, but Zhu Di waved his hand and strode out of the Holy Sense Tower.
Lianhua looked at the backs of the two of them and watched the wooden door slam shut. She couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears, soaking the glass tower and blurring away the blood on the tower.
That is, his blood.
Outside the Shenggan Tower, the strong wind caused the trees to sway. Zhu Di was blown by the wind, stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stared blankly at the wooden door.
Ma Sanbao advised: "Your Majesty, go back! Go back to Peiping."
Zhu Di seemed not to hear it. Suddenly there was a crashing sound, and a large piece of bricks and sand from the tower fell off in the strong wind, scattering all over Zhu Di. The wind blew harder and harder.
Zhu Di suddenly shouted: "Lotus!"
The sound of wind mixed with shouts shook the sky.
A bolt of lightning "cracked" split the night sky, and the dazzling light flashed across the Shenggan Tower and past King Yan. The silver light disappeared in an instant, thunderbolts came in bursts, and heavy rain poured down at the same time.
Zhu Di looked at the wooden door blankly as if he didn't know it, but saw the candlelight in the crack of the door extinguished in a flash. Zhu Di strode forward subconsciously, but Ma Sanbao held him back with all his strength: "Your Majesty! Go home!"
It was raining heavily, and both of them were already soaked to the skin. Zhu Di's face was mixed with blood and rain, maybe, there were tears
Zhu Di struggled to walk towards the wooden door. Ma Sanbao saw that his mind was in a state of confusion. He struck out with a flying palm and ran away quickly holding King Yan in his arms.
In the wind and rain, the Holy Sense Tower was crumbling; the low wooden door rattled, seeming to be lamenting that the romantic appointment with the Holy Sense Tower ended so cruelly.
The question is, is it over