In May, the orchids in Tsinghua Taichung are in full bloom, the pruned branches and green leaves are luxuriant, the snow color, jade bones and ice hearts are dotted in clusters in the Lanchi Yuyuan, which is too beautiful to behold.
Ye Tianling came to Tsinghua Terrace today and met Qing Chen who hadn't woken up from a nap, so he sat beside her for a while. The fragrance of orchids is like wisps, faint and indistinct, lingering around the Qiongjie Yulan, and the Tsinghua Terrace in the afternoon is so quiet that it seems that you can feel the floating fragrance of orchids. Ye Tianling looked at Qing Chen's peaceful sleeping face, and felt that no matter how many complicated things were going on around her, it didn't matter, but thinking of how happy she was because of her pregnancy, the private words of the imperial doctor still weighed heavily on her heart.
On the day Qing Chen was diagnosed with pregnancy, the imperial doctor told him the truth. The last time Qing Chen had a miscarriage due to a severe poison, he suffered a lot of physical losses. Fortunately, in recent years, he has been carefully treated by good doctors and medicines, so that he will not be lingering in the bed. But she has a heart disease, pregnancy and childbirth are extremely dangerous things, and none of the few imperial doctors can guarantee that she is safe and sound. Seeing that several months had passed and the due date was approaching, although she seemed to be fine on the surface, she had obviously lost weight, and she was obviously in a state of depression from time to time, but she always stood up in front of him, as long as she asked, she was fine. He seemed to feel that this child was slowly cultivated with her energy, blood and spirit, and the joy of being a father had long since disappeared, replaced by worry. What's more, at this moment, this child is the only blood of the emperor, so many people are waiting to see, with different thoughts.
"Your Majesty." Bi Yao came in and said softly, "Prince Zhan, please see me."
Ye Tianling nodded, got up and stepped out of the hall. After he left for a while, Qing Chen also woke up. Although he woke up, he was lazy and refused to get up. He leaned on the couch with his hands on his forehead. After a while, he asked Bi Yao, "Is it the emperor?" Came here just now?"
Bi Yao said with a smile: "The emperor sat for a long time, and the empress was in a deep sleep, and she didn't wake up. Just now when King Zhan came, the emperor went to the front hall."
Qing Chen nodded, although he entered the palace every day, King Zhan seldom went to Tsinghua Terrace to see the emperor, so he came here suddenly today, or maybe there was something urgent. For some reason recently, the emperor and King Zhan seem not to be as harmonious as before. Although Ye Tianling didn't mention it, women are the most sensitive minds. How could they fail to notice the subtle changes between the two of them? The situation is changing, and people are also changing. On the road of heaven and power, there are no permanent opponents or permanent friends.
Qing Chen sighed slightly in his heart, at this time there were some panicked voices outside, she frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Baguio went out to have a look, and came back after a while and said, "A maid in the front hall took something wrong, which made the emperor angry, it's nothing wrong."
Qing Chen's phoenix eyes flicked across the curtain, and then fell back on Bi Yao, and said softly: "Don't prevaricate me with these, what's the matter?"
Bi Yao saw that she was watching her quietly waiting for an answer, obviously she didn't believe that the emperor would punish the maid for such a trivial matter, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Prince Zhan... for some reason, he quarreled with the emperor, the emperor was furious, Lian Yan Xi Du was kicked out."
The clouds in the sky are low, and the wind in the corridor is strong. Outside the front hall, the palace maids knelt back and forth on the ground, Yan Xi's temples were slightly disheveled under his black lacquer gauze cap, and his hair was covered with thin strands of sweat, his expression hard to conceal his distress.
When Qing Chen stepped on the steps of the palace, Yan Xi was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Why is your empress here?"
Qing Chen glanced into the hall and asked, "What is it for?"
Yan Xifang was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from the hall, like a cup splashing on the ground, followed by a silent silence, the sound of footsteps.
Qing Chen raised his head suddenly, and in the deep hall, he saw King Zhan walking out quickly.
Because they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, when they met suddenly, Ye Tianzhan was taken aback, and Qing Chen also had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
He is still tall and tall, and he is still handsome and handsome. The storms and waves have not left traces of the years on his body, and his gestures seem to be the handsome young man on the Chuyan River back then. Just looking up at each other, Qian Fan has passed away.
He is like a different person. If we say that the past was a lake with bright waves under the spring breeze, then the man in front of him is the sky after the autumn rain.
The autumn sky is cold, just like the way he looks at her at this moment.
The wind blew over his cheeks, blowing his clothes and dancing wildly. Ye Tianzhan only stopped for a moment, turned around and moved with an indifferent expression.
"My lord." Qing Chen stopped him when he passed by, thought for a while, and said in a gentle voice, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I wonder if my lord would like to take a walk with me?"
In Tsinghua Terrace, there are thousands of orchids in the imperial garden, and three thousand green bamboos in the depths.
The bamboos are secluded, green as the sea, the sky is low and the clouds are dark, and the dense green ink color is tilted with the wind, like light waves hitting the shore, undulating and swaying.
Ye Tianzhan stood in the bamboo pavilion without saying a word, his expression was cold, and Qing Chen stood behind him, not knowing how to speak.
The wind blows his sleeves, and there is a rush of vibrations, Ye Tianzhan's seemingly calm surface is full of emotions. Relying on his own power and having no regard for the emperor, all he has to do is not clearly point out that he covets the throne, intends to harm the unborn prince, and even harbors evil intentions towards the empress! He put his hands on the bamboo railing, his slender fingers set off the lines of the bamboo silk, like jade and gentle, but he couldn't help but sink heavily, only heard a crackling sound, the bamboo was shaken away by him, The fissure is deep and runs right through the ends.
The wind was turbulent, and a few bamboo leaves flew down.
Ye Tianzhan vented a lot of the anger in Ye Tianzhan's heart with this blow. Qing Chen was slightly surprised, and after a while, he said softly: "The emperor has such a temper, he will take the soft but not the hard, some things, don't confront him, it will be better if you slow down."
If it can be slowed down, how come it is today? Ye Tianzhan sneered, and said, "Qing Chen, I'm sorry."
Qing Chen's heart trembled, Ye Tianzhan's eyes twitched, he turned around, a smile was as light as a breeze, "Things will always have results, either today or tomorrow. But there is one thing I haven't given up on, he can give you Yes, I can give it as well. Qing Chen, would you like to think about it again?" His words were low and peaceful, but Qing Chen felt a chill in his heart.
He stared at her in front of her, making her feel that this was the last time he said such words, such tenacious eyes, deeply hidden in the bottom of his clear eyes, gradually drew out an abyss.
Qing Chen felt like falling into an ice cellar, and hurriedly said: "No matter what, the result is the same."
Ye Tianzhan looked at her for a while, again and again, she always answered his words with the most authentic calmness. A thin smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips: "You are a woman, sometimes people don't feel like a woman."
Qing Chen was confused, and subconsciously replied: "I'm just a woman."
Ye Tianzhan smiled slowly and said, "Of course I know, otherwise I wouldn't want it either."
Qing Chen was speechless for a moment. Ye Tianzhan suddenly stopped smiling, and said very seriously: "Qing Chen, that's different for me."
"Is it different?"
"no the same."
Qing Chen raised his eyes and looked at Ye Tianzhan, his heart was suddenly as calm as water. There used to be grievances, love and hate, ups and downs, and it finally came to this moment. After straying into this world of mortals, for so many years, these two crucial people in her life have given her everything. In this life and in this situation, she can use everything to throw everything.
At this very moment, Qing Chen's gaze unexpectedly made Ye Tianzhan feel a little uneasy, as if she had made an important decision in her heart, which made her eyes dazzled, wanting to see him as a transparent person, He heard her say in a very soft voice, "I owe you this life."
In a word, is it a lifetime
Ye Tianzhan said: "Go ahead, owe more, maybe you will pay me back sooner or later."
Qing Chen said: "Let me think about how to pay back."
Ye Tianzhan sighed softly and remained silent.
Qing Chen said: "If you don't have something urgent to go home, you can walk with me again. I haven't seen you for a long time, but I feel that I have a lot to say. If I don't say it now, I don't know if I will have a chance to say it again in the future."
When Ye Tianzhan heard the words, a gloomy expression flashed across his expression, but he did not refuse after all.
Passing through the bamboo forest, there are nine winding corridors, and the orchid pond is next to it.
The wind is blowing, and the rain is getting stronger. However, Qing Chen and Ye Tianzhan were chatting lightly, and had walked around the long corridor along the lake for several weeks without knowing it. Ye Tianzhan asked her several times if she was tired, but she smiled and shook her head, changing the topic. At this moment, Ye Tianzhan felt that her footsteps were getting slower and slower. He glanced at her, then stood down and said, "Sit down for a while, I'm tired from walking."
Qing Chen looked a little tired. Seeing him looking over, he smiled and nodded, and sat down leaning on the railing. After all, Ye Tianzhan had something on his mind. He was lost in thought while looking at the misty lake, and suddenly heard Qing Chen ask him: "My lord, if I can convince the emperor to support you in eliminating the Feng family, will you promise me that you will never do anything?" Something against him?"
Ye Tianzhan turned around in surprise, wondering if he had misheard, "What did you say?"
Qing Chen said: "If I guarantee that the emperor will not harm you, can you agree to treat him like a brother and a king for the rest of your life?"
Ye Tianzhan froze for a moment, then suddenly got up: "Impossible! You can't give me this guarantee, and neither can I."
If there was this possibility before, but now, all possibilities have become impossible.
Qing Chen said, "What if I can?"
Ye Tianzhan stared at her, his eyes darkened: "How can this be a problem that can be solved with a single promise? You might as well ask him, can he do it?" He shook his sleeve robe heavily, "Ding With a crisp sound, something fell out of his sleeve and landed beside Qing Chen.
A light-colored hosta, simple appearance, moist light. Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick it up with difficulty, a hand quickly reached out to support her.
Pale jade, pale hands, pale face.
Ye Tianzhan picked up the jade hairpin, and suddenly noticed that Qing Chen's hand was trembling slightly in his palm, as cold as snow, and when he looked up, he saw that her face was bloodless and her body was crumbling.
"Is that the jade hairpin?" she whispered.
"Yes." Ye Tianzhan didn't have time to hide his embarrassment, and asked hastily, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Qing Chen forced a smile, "So you still have this hairpin. In fact, at that time, I wanted to thank you very much. Over the years, I know that you have been protecting me everywhere. This... is the last time... you..."
"Qing Chen!" Ye Tianzhan snorted, and Qing Chen said slowly, "The child...is about to be born."
Ye Tianzhan lowered his head abruptly, and was surprised to see that Qing Chenru's skirt was already bright red, and the red spread quickly, but in a short while, it soaked through the thin silk and fell onto the finely carved jade bricks, and the vines were stained with blood. Thick and glaring. Qing Chen didn't seem to notice it, "I said, if he dies, I'll let him... you die, I will protect you with my life... you believe me... if... if I can't make it through... you..."
The pain all over his body from where it came from was getting heavier and more urgent, Qing Chen clenched his teeth tightly, trying to muster a little strength to finish his words, but it was difficult for him to even breathe, he could only stare at Ye Tianzhan, Eyes pleading.
Ye Tianzhan's face was snow-white, with blue veins looming on his forehead. I don't know if it was his hand holding Qing Chen, or Qing Chen's hand holding him. In the palm of my hand, there was a sharp pain in my heart.
He suddenly whispered very quickly: "I promise you." He leaned over and quickly hugged Qing Chen.
Qing Chen's heart suddenly relaxed, and his body fell limply into his arms.