Although it was New Year's Eve tonight, and the family-senting dinner had just started, everyone lost interest after being made such a fuss by Simulan.
After all, for many of them, it may be that they have just come back from a round of hell.
Although Gu Tingchun tried his best to restrain himself, when he thought of his daughter being dragged away like a dog just now, and thought that she would suffer in the clothing bureau for the rest of her life, and there would never be a day of relief, she still couldn't hold back. own sad mood.
He could only use his physical discomfort as an excuse to leave early.
As a mother, that's probably all I can do.
Therefore, Nan Yan didn't say much. Even though her mood was extremely bad, in order to appease the people in the hall, she stayed and watched two more plays. Get up and drive back to the palace.
The members of the Gu family, together with Si Muyun and the others, all went to the gate to bow down and send off the saint.
When the emperor's chariot gradually moved away and could not even see its shadow, everyone stood up from the cold and hard ground.
Getting up together, Gu Tingqiu staggered.
Behind him, Gu Yiyou and Si Muyun hurriedly supported him.
"Father!"
"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"
"..."
Gu Tingqiu's face turned slightly pale, and he only said, "Help me in."
The crowd immediately surrounded him and returned to the lobby.
The atmosphere was a bit more heavy than before, Gu Tingqiu took a breath and said: "Fortunately, you didn't talk nonsense just now."
Gu Yiyou said: "Mulan is like this...too nonsense!"
"That's right, she wants to take all of us into the fire pit!"
"Fortunately, the imperial concubine didn't care too much."
After hearing what everyone said, Si Muyun had nothing to say.
Since working with his uncle and being an official in the court, his vision has broadened a lot, and his way of dealing with people is also different from before. He can clearly see his mother's narrow thinking and practices over the years, and their childhood. Treat Nanyan's viciousness.
Fortunately, Nanyan didn't attack him.
Seeing his somewhat pale face, Gu Tingqiu sighed and said to him: "Mu Yun, you should understand better than them now."
"..."
"People can act wildly when they are young, because they are not sensible after all, and the concubine is very clear about it, and she doesn't care about you."
"..."
"But when a person grows up, he has to look like a grown-up, and no one will tolerate anyone anymore. Especially as a noble concubine, what she controls is the prosperity of these families. Similarly, she also controls The lives and deaths of us people."
"..."
"Go and tell your mother, as if you never gave birth to that daughter."
"..."
"If there is any wrongdoing, it will be everyone's fate! Let her figure it out for herself!"
"yes… "
Si Muyun was about to turn around and walk towards the backyard, when he turned his head, he saw his younger sister, Si Muzhen, who was looking at the night outside with a thoughtful expression on her face.
Tonight, she seemed to have this expression all the time.
When Simlan made trouble, she didn't panic; when the imperial concubine punished Simlan, she didn't fear either.
I don't know what she is thinking.
Simu Yun simply pulled her back and asked her to go back to accompany Gu Tingchun, walking all the way and said: "Tonight, you can see clearly."
"..."
"From now on, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, Mulan is your lesson from the past."
"hehe,"
Hearing his words, Si Muzhen just covered her mouth with a smile, Si Muyun frowned slightly, and looked back at her, but saw that in the night, Si Muzhen's eyes were surprisingly bright, and there was no fear brought about by her sister's torture. And regret, on the contrary, a little bit, seems to be something exciting.
She said, "Brother, where did you go?"
"..."
"Big sister, she can't figure out what she does. How can I learn it?"
"..."
"I just feel—"
While talking, she turned her head and looked towards the gate. Although at this time, Yu Jia had already left and could not see anything at all, she still seemed to be recalling how the emperor and the imperial concubine were in this place before, and The thunderous method they used to punish Simu Lan.
Said: "Being a noble concubine is really majestic."
"..."
"Whoever wants to live lives, and whoever wants to die dies."
"..."
"It turns out that being a noble concubine is like this."
Hearing her nonsense, not knowing what to say, Si Muyun frowned.
Her younger sister has been like this since she was a child, so it's nonsense, she was still young when they bullied Si Nanyan, and she never participated in it, but she often said something that people couldn't understand at all.
He could only say: "Okay, stop talking nonsense."
"..."
"Go back and spend time with your mother. She must be sad when something like this happens, so tell her, don't think about it anymore, just like my uncle said, just pretend there is no such daughter."
"I got it."
After Si Muzhen said that, she walked towards Gu Tingchun's residence.
Looking at her back, Si Muyun let out a long sigh, turned and left with a worried look on his face.
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On the other side, the emperor's driving car was driving towards the palace.
Not long after leaving Gu's house, he asked Xiao Shunzi to ride back to the palace first, as if asking him to prepare something, while their car walked slowly without rushing.
Along the way, you could hear the crackling of firecrackers outside, and the fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky, one by one, emitting colorful light continuously, reflecting the entire city of Beiping into a city that never sleeps.
However, in the car, it was a little quiet.
Although Xin Ping is usually full of energy, when it is time to go to bed at night, she falls asleep obediently, without even plugging her ears, and the sound of firecrackers outside does not wake her up at all.
Like a little pig.
Back in the palace, Zhu Feng handed her over to the nannies, watching their backs disappear into the night, Nanyan sighed.
Turning around, I met Zhu Feng's bright eyes.
Her heart suddenly sank.
In Gu's house before, Zhu Feng hadn't fully intervened in Simulan's "benzoin" incident.
Thinking of this, Nan Yan wished that she should have treated Simulan a little more cruelly just now, and let someone beat her to pieces.
However, this feeling cannot be revealed yet.
She seemed to be holding back a fire, burning inside and out, but she couldn't tell Zhu Feng anything.
At this time, Zhu Feng reached out and held her hand.
Nan Yan looked up at him: "Your Majesty...?"
Zhu Feng said: "Come with me."
"...!"
Nan Yan's heart couldn't help but tremble again.
Tonight is New Year's Eve.
If it was normal, the emperor held a banquet in the palace, she remembered very clearly, how many concubines would put on heavy make-up, and fight for the chance to sleep tonight.
And Zhu Feng is now like this—
(end of this chapter)