extra episode 1
After the closure ceremony.
After the three bells and drums sounded, Rong Ting was dressed in "Gun Mian Clothes" and waited in Fengjin Hall early.
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After the ceremony was over, the music was played. Jiang Rao, wearing a nine-dragon and four-phoenix crown and a sacrificial gown, was guided by the ceremony officer and walked out of the house to the middle of the courtyard.
She glanced over the officials standing in line for the court meeting, over the table case where the seal of the canonized queen was placed, and looked at Rong Ting who was sitting on the dragon throne.
Twelve beads hang down to cover his fierce and glamorous face, and he is sitting on the dragon seat without any emotion. This upright and majestic demeanor alone made people unable to help but bow their heads to him.
This is the case with all the officials.
Unlike the previous emperor, the new emperor has a moderate political faction and is easily swayed by courtiers. Even though he had just succeeded to the throne, his appearance and demeanor looked bright and clean, as clear as the moon, and as ruddy as a lotus, as if he was easy to handle, but he quickly showed his iron and blood skills, good at teasing people's hearts, and made the senior officials in the court jealous.
In the past, all those who formed cliques secretly and secretly in the court could not escape his eyes, but now the old officials in the Jinling court are turbulent and everyone is in danger. Looking at the handsome face of the new emperor, he can't give birth to the slightest bit of luck.
The ceremony and music in the Fengyun Hall resounded, and it was precisely because there was a new emperor sitting on the Dragon Throne with a strange and incomprehensible mind. Among the standing officials, there was an atmosphere of austerity and silence.
Looking at Rong Ting, Jiang Rao was overwhelmed by the solemn and eerie atmosphere in the Fengjin Hall, and somehow made him feel a sense of distance.
It was the same in the first dream, he was aloof, but she didn't have the decency and freedom she is now, only miserable and embarrassed.
However, the moment their eyes met, Rong Ting smiled at her.
The faintly beautiful eyes behind the twelve strings of beads on the crown looked at her, bending into a warm arc.
Jiang Rao's heart suddenly settled down, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she continued to walk forward following Officer Shangli.
The ancestral temple, the sacrificial ceremony... The process of the post-sealing ceremony is much more troublesome than getting married.
The maid waited on Jiang Rao to take off her dress. Rong Ting was going to sacrifice to the ancestral temple, and he came back late. After he came in, he asked all the maids in the room to go out, and picked the nine-dragon and four-phoenix crown for Jiang Rao himself.
Jiang Rao was so tired that she didn't want to say anything, Rong Ting smiled lightly, "I didn't see you so tired on the day you got married."
Jiang Rao rubbed the back of her neck, "It's different to get married this time. The ministers and servants are all watching, I'm afraid I've made a mistake."
With the succession of the new emperor and the position of empress, all the clans in the capital are eyeing each other. Jiang Rao has already heard a lot of gossip, so it is inevitable that she will be nervous. Thinking about the old man who is so tolerant and stingy looking at the whole room full of vicious eyes and cunning thoughts every day, even thinking about it makes him feel oppressed and uncomfortable.
"If I say there is nothing wrong, then there is nothing wrong."
It was rare for Jiang Rao to hear Rong Ting claiming to be "Zhen" in private, but when he heard it now, he realized very clearly that he was the emperor of Dazhao.
It's just that what is more important than the identity of the emperor is that he is her husband.
If it were the emperor, she would think that he would be diligent in governing the country, love the people, and rule the country well, but if it were her husband, the wish in her heart would be nothing but his kindness.
Jiang Rao was still tired, but she stretched out her arms, wrapped them around Rong Ting's waist, and hugged Rong Ting forward.
This palace is her Yuluo Palace, and the courtyard beside it is empty, while the side of Jinxiu Palace has been sealed for many days.
The empress probably knew that Rong Ting's succession to the throne was a general trend, and she was completely desperate. A foot of white silk was hanging on the beam, but she was carried down by the maid.
Gong Yu, who had just died, was unlucky, even the maids and eunuchs had to make a detour when they passed Jinxiu Palace.
After Jiang Rao moved into the palace, she took advantage of the sunny day to take a look at Jinxiu Palace.
There was a narrow and small room in the backyard of Jinxiu Palace. Jiang Rao went in to have a look, only from the outside, he could see the cobwebs hanging on the beams inside.
She thought, that was the place where Rong Ting once lived as a child.
He was born with a dragon's veins, he is a prince, and his mother and concubine are the first generation, but their life is more miserable than others. Jiang Rao only took one look, and couldn't bear to continue watching.
It's just an inexplicable resentment of fate, which made them meet earlier.
Rong Ting rubbed Jiang Rao's head.
His crown hat was placed aside. Even though he was a wife, he still couldn't get used to being served, changing clothes and hats. If Jiang Rao didn't help him, he would have done it himself. He knew that Jiang Rao had always liked these clothes, hats and jewelry, "I will see you in the palace." I always stare at the crown hat, and I can’t take my eyes off it. Now that it’s on the table, why don’t I look at it?”
Jiang Rao glanced at the table, and at the crown hat.
Rong Ting is simply coaxing her into a little fool who is easy to be coaxed. She likes small things that are well-made, but she is not so rude as to take her son's tiara for personal use. Jiang Rao looked at his proposal with a face of slight disgust, and corrected Rong Ting's words, "It's not staring at the crown, but staring at your eyes that can't move... ... eyes." Jiang Rao's speech speed gradually slowed down, and he realized where he was No, "You're lying to me."
Rong Ting has already agreed with a smile, "Yes, Niannian can't take my eyes off me, I don't know that Niannian is so obsessed with me."
Jiang Rao glanced at him.
I don't know if it's because he is cunning by nature, or because those humble survival days in childhood have tempered his mind to be extremely resourceful. Even if she feels that she has seen the truth clearly, she still always falls into his trap and tells those embarrassing things to her. Tell him what you have said.
Jiang Rao was so annoyed that she covered her face, her ears were blushing, and after covering her face for a while, she was picked up by the waist and crawled into the bathroom. Jiang Rao exclaimed softly, extremely nervous, pushed Rong Ting's chest, muttering, "I'm tired."
The Empress Seal Ceremony has already made people tired enough, if she still has to deal with him, Jiang Rao felt that maybe half of her life would be lost today due to his ignorance in the past.
Rong Ting gave a low laugh, shook his head, "Don't move you."
Jiang Rao thought to himself that he would not contradict his promises, and his tense body gradually relaxed, but after thinking about it, the number of times he contradicted his promises was not infrequent, and he was still a little vigilant, holding on to the neckline and refusing to let go, "I will wash myself."
Rong Ting had already rolled up his sleeves, but was kicked out by Jiang Rao, so he could only wait outside.
He looked at the crown hat placed on the table case, and tapped the case surface with his fingers.
He didn't care about foreign objects at all, and he ignored the etiquette and etiquette. The crown hat was useless except to shock the courtiers. If Jiang Rao could hold it and play with it for a while, it would seem that the crown would be more useful.
He frowned, called a servant to come in, and took off the crown.
When Jiang Rao came out from the bath, he gently held her in his arms.
His brows were still slightly furrowed.
After disposing of Shen Que's daughter, he had a long dream.
In the dream, he was condescending, and it took him a few years to win the throne, for example, tonight, but the final position of power is the same from now on.
But he watched the officials crawling on their feet, watched the servants stand aside silently, and listened to them responding to him, but there was always only his lonely figure in front of him.
Rong Ting hugged Jiang Rao even tighter.
Now that she has become his queen, this palace wall is a cage, binding him and her together in it. Regardless of whether he is infamous or famous after thousands of years, if he can't escape, she can't escape, they can only bear it together, and stay together forever.
Jiang Rao only needs to look at him, and although she can't guess the whole picture, she can probably guess what he is thinking.
Seeing him encircling her so tightly, it was nothing more than worrying about some unnecessary things.
She had taken the trouble to tell him many times, what was on her mind, it was best to tell her directly, otherwise she would guess and it would be easy to make mistakes.
Jiang Rao still had every kind of patience, but this time, he asked in a different way, "What do you want?"
"A few days ago, I went to Jinxiu Palace. I only knew that Shouhuai Palace was deserted enough. I didn't expect that the house you lived in would be so dilapidated and so small." Jiang Rao breathed lightly, "If you can It would be nice to meet you sooner."
He got engaged when he was two years old, or she was abducted, or she was away from Jinling for too long, maybe he could live a better life.
Jiang Rao used to love to read books with happy endings, but looking back at her and Rong Ting, there are foreshadowings of tragedy everywhere.
If it weren't for his persistence, she would probably have to wait many years with her elm head before she realized that she had been tempted when she was young.
Rong Ting just smiled lightly, "No matter when we meet, the result will be the same."
He frowned suddenly, his eyes dimmed.
"I once had a dream. In the dream, I was like this. After several years of study, I became the regent first, and finally became the emperor. But you are always by my side. Year after year, you tell me that it is just a dream .”
There was a hint of tremor in his deep voice that could not be detected by others.
Rong Ting thought that Jiang Rao would follow his words and say that a dream is a dream, but unexpectedly Jiang Rao just stared at him very seriously, her apricot eyes looked at him quietly as if she could speak.
After he finished speaking, she said softly, "I dreamed about you before I met you."
Rong Ting breathed heavily, "What did you dream about?"
"I met you in my dream." Jiang Rao blinked, "I met you later."
She said very little, but Rong Ting remembered it very well.
He remembered her earlier joke.
She once said jokingly that she would have some dreams that would come true, and she was afraid of being regarded as a monster, so she dodged her eyes when she spoke, and looked aside frequently, cautiously.
He always remembered that point, if it weren't for his later dream, Shen Que's daughter's words, he could have regarded it as crazy, but that later dream made him start to panic.
"What else did you dream about?"
Jiang Rao considered the words carefully, "It's just some trifles, trivial things."
The words were on the verge of her mouth, Jiang Rao couldn't bear to continue talking, those dreams of hers lacked the beginning and the end, and it was not enough to see it, and it was really useless to entangle all kinds of dreams in the dream, "actually what happened later The thing is different from my dream. The things in the dream are not real, so don't stay here. If you want to know what I dreamed, I will tell you slowly in the future. "
Rong Ting had vaguely guessed something in his heart.
He smiled, "Then I will wait for the future."
…
After the Seventh Post-Secretary Ceremony in early March, half a year later, there was news from the palace that Qin Yun, the former imperial concubine and now the Empress Dowager, contracted a cold and died.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qin Yun has disappeared, but in fact he has changed his identity.
She called her parents into the palace, had a long talk all night, knelt on the ground, thanked her for her upbringing, changed her father's surname Qin to mother's surname Zhou, changed her name to Zhou Yun, and told them that she didn't want to stay anymore. In the palace, I don't want to stay in Jinling anymore.
Zhou Yun left Beijing on the night of the third day of September.
She was dressed in simple clothes, her figure looked simple and elegant, and she wore a conical hat to hide her face, and she could only take off the conical hat when she was far away from Jinling, where people knew her.
There are very few people who know about her suspended animation.
A few days ago, her family met once, and when she left Beijing tonight, there were very few people who came to see her off, only Jiang Rao and Rong Ting.
Rong Ting naturally didn't want to come in person, but Jiang Rao wanted to come, so he followed.
The two of them went out of the palace in private, without disturbing too many people, they were both dressed in ordinary clothes, without servants, and the secret guards were guarding in the dark.
Zhou Yun waited until Jiang Rao arrived, took Jiang Rao's hand, and said with a smile: "Before I thought that you would go out with your father after a few years after you returned to Jinling, but in the end, it was I who left Jinling and you stayed in Jinling." here."
Jiang Rao lowered her head in embarrassment, she had been thinking of going back to Jinling for only a few months before going out of Beijing again, how could she have thought that she would be tied up in Jinling for the rest of her life because of Rong Ting.
"Niannian." Zhou Yun looked at Jiang Rao, and the more she thought about it, the more she regretted it. Rong Ting is fine now, but she is always worried about the emperor's seat. I couldn't help mentioning it to Jiang Rao, "Otherwise... you come with me?"
Jiang Rao has heard these words many times, and she has also rejected them many times.
She knew what my aunt was worried about, but she trusted Rong Ting even more.
Before Jiang Rao had time to say anything, the corner of his clothes was suddenly gripped tightly by Rong Ting.
Zhou Yun glanced over and caught a glimpse of Rong Ting's movements, he couldn't help but laugh.
It's just a joke, look at how anxious he is.
Such a domineering love... Qin Yun looked at Jiang Rao again, always worried that his child, who was soft and tolerant, would be bullied.
She pulled Jiang Rao aside, and said with a bit of melancholy and a bit of loneliness: "If you join me, I will not be lonely in this line of work."
"Don't make fun of me again." Jiang Rao caught a glimpse of Rong Ting's sad eyes behind her, and blinked at Zhou Yun, "You also know that I can't leave."
Zhou Yun lowered his head and looked at her tenderly, "Am I leaving?"
There was some reluctance in Jiang Rao's eyes, but he nodded, "Don't delay Chen, I will visit you every year when I have a chance in the future."
Zhou Yun laughed and boarded the carriage.
The carriage gradually drove out.
Zhou Yun suppressed the drape of the cone hat that was blown up by the wind, pushed open the window, and took a look outside.
The long night is silent, the distant mountains are like daisy, the flowers, plants and trees are covered by the night, and the bright purples and reds in the daytime have become graceful shadows in the night.
Her heart was very bright.
After suppressing it for so many years, from now on, her life will only be filled with high mountains and wide seas, and there will be no more intrigues and intrigues that tire her heart and mind.
Jiang Rao watched wistfully as the carriage disappeared from her sight.
She knew that this was the ending that my aunt had longed for for many years, but she was still sad because of the parting.
Rong Ting looked at Jiang Rao who was standing in the night, she was petite and dressed in plain clothes, she seemed to be swallowed up by the night, she felt flustered for some reason, she stretched out her hand suddenly, pinched Jiang Rao's palm twice, her voice was He sounded a little hoarse in the night breeze, "You want to follow?"
Jiang Rao suddenly came back to her senses and hurriedly shook her head.
"Don't go." Jiang Rao turned her gaze back to Rong Ting, she smiled, and asked back, "You are here, where can I go?"
Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice, "I know you don't want to stay in Jinling."
"In a few years, after I train a few more people who can be used to check each other, and the power of the DPRK and China is stable, I can take you out of Beijing and go to other places for private visits."
"If you have the plan to visit Weifu privately, that's okay, but if it's just for me, it's not necessary." Jiang Rao smiled, and said slowly: "I want to stay in Jinling, of course because there is more money than going out." Jingyunyou makes me feel better about things."
Seeing that Rong Ting seemed to have something to say, she raised her fist and waved it in front of his eyes, "Don't ask me what is better, you know it all in your heart."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Rao put her hands behind her back, "Since we are out of the palace today, why don't we go to the night market on the other side of the Qinhuai River before going back?"
Although her tone was discussing with Rong, as soon as the actual words were finished, after hearing what he saw, she had already started walking to the west on her own.
Rong Ting raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose.
What he wanted to say was found out by her, and his expression was a little annoyed. If someone could see through what he was thinking, he would definitely not put that person by his side. Raising tigers for trouble is the last thing he would do thing. But that person was Jiang Rao, Rong Ting just shook his head dotingly, and followed Jiang Rao, walking west together.
Jiang Rao was relieved when he heard the sound of his footsteps following him. He was too dull, he didn't know what was delicious, what was fun, and the results were tangled, but it was just some unfounded worry about whether she would run away. thing.
She knew that he was attached to her, but the world itself was more worthy of attachment than her.
"Every year."
Jiang Rao stopped and looked back at Rong Ting.
Rong Ting followed with a slight smile.
She didn't let him ask, so he didn't ask, but he didn't want to be controlled by her like this, he walked quickly to Jiang Rao's side, his tall figure could almost completely cover her, and asked, "When is it?" Tell me about your dreams?"
Jiang Rao choked up for a moment, seeing Rong Ting's innocent and smiling expression, he felt very angry and amused.
Careful, really careful. She just blocked him for a word, and he insisted on seeing how she couldn't say anything.
But her dreams... She didn't believe what Shen Xiuying said as if she was crazy. She had clearly dreamed of their gray hair together, but when she dreamed it back then, she thought she would be able to escape in her whole life.
But even so, it is still difficult for her to know her state of mind in the dream. To tolerate Ting's suspicious attitude, if she told him, she might become suspicious and think a lot.
Jiang Rao pursed her lips, "In the future."
"In the future? Which future?" Rong Ting asked with a smile.
Jiang Rao played tricks, turned her head away again, and strode forward, "Anyway, we still have a lot to come."
There were footsteps coming from behind.
Jiang Rao took a few steps, noticed something strange, and turned around.
Rong Ting stood behind her, the moonlight fell into his eyes, clean and clear.
"If there is someone who comes to this life."
"In the next life, I will remember everything."
"Let me find you instead."