The full moon hangs high, and the grass and sky sing crickets.
The Marquis Chunnan accompanied the emperor to drink in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. The first two altars were in his stomach, but Lu Ze was still sober, and he was talking about the affairs of the court.
When they reached the third altar, the ambergris scattered in the hall already had the feeling of being surrounded by clouds and mountains.
When chatting with the emperor, even if the intention is clear in the heart, the mouth has to be roundabout, and it is impossible to talk about the empress of the court, so Su Huaian was used as an example.
"Your Majesty, the gate of the eldest princess' mansion was closed last year, but it couldn't hold back Su Huai'an's attempts to climb over the wall, three times and two times, and I see that the lock has also been withdrawn..."
Although Changning was not there, Lu mentioned that she still lowered her voice. If she heard these words, the Jinyiwei Institute would be lively.
Xiao Yu leaned back and raised his glass to drink.
The star eyes were dyed drunk, the corners of the mouth smirked, the dark purple dragon pattern robe was opened with two buttons, and it was unrestrained. Hugs left and right are not surprising.
At the sixth jar of wine, Lu Ze drank completely and kept talking nonsense. Even the stories in the book were brought out. Soon, his voice was as low as mosquitoes and flies, and he fell on the table with a bang. . To be precise, it hit the table.
Xiao Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, buckled the cup, and said to Duke Sheng, "Have someone to send Marquis Chunnan back."
Eunuch Sheng reached out to help Lu Ze, who was already unconscious, and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."
In the thick moonlight, Xiao Yu put on a cloak and slowly walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
He hadn't drank so much in a long time, and now he was a little drunk, and even the moonlight in the sky was dazzling.
He suddenly remembered many years ago.
When I was a prince, it was true that there were a lot of relationships that I had to manage during the festivals. The court officials with real power always managed to win over each other. A Ling always takes care of him while despising the smell of alcohol on him.
And as soon as he touched her, sleepiness struck, and every night seemed to be the rare good sleep in his life.
He walked back to the Kunning Palace unknowingly.
The palace servant on duty bowed and said, "This servant has seen His Majesty."
Xiao Yu waved his hand, signaling them to step back.
Zhu Xin and Zhu Lan looked at each other. Although the Empress ordered that no one was allowed to enter the Kunning Palace, the biggest person in the palace was obviously the emperor.
The door made a creak.
The evening breeze blew lightly, the blue curtain swayed slightly, and the person who stepped out of the bed had rested and lay with his back to him, as if he had already fallen asleep.
But he knew that she should be awake.
If he said that he didn't want her, it must be a lie. For thousands of miles, for several months, he read a family letter over and over again, and he didn't miss her for a moment.
Unexpectedly, the day before she came back, she gave herself a dismay.
He walked over, raised the curtain, and sat beside her.
"Sleep?" His voice was low, but his tone was inexplicably fluctuating.
She breathed shallowly, didn't look back, didn't answer.
He lay slowly behind her, stretched out his arms to hug her, put his palms on her stomach, rubbed it gently, and said, "Does your stomach still hurt?"
Qin Jie couldn't dodge if she wanted to, but the man behind him was like an iron wall, clinging to her body involuntarily, his hot breath sprayed on her neck, and she frowned.
The man smelled of alcohol, she could smell it as soon as he leaned over. In this posture, there must be no less drinking.
On a small couch, the sound of breathing became extraordinarily clear.
Xiao Yu pondered for a while, only to feel that some words were really difficult to say, and seeing that she was like this, her heart softened again.
"It was all my fault in the past."
He said, "I know I owe you a lot, but I really don't want you to know about this."
"Snapped-"
Qin Xie knocked off the hand that was covering her stomach, and still turned her back to him and said nothing.
Xiao Yu was helpless, bowed his head and kissed his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Lingling..."
If he hadn't called her like this, Qin Xue would have been able to hold it back, but when he called her like this, she couldn't hold it any longer, and suddenly sat up:
"Don't call me that—" But halfway through the words, tears welled up in her eyelashes, "You lied to me and lied to me, but now, you lied to me again... Why do you owe me, obviously I owe you! It's just a ray of a lonely soul, and now you have decades of life in vain, but you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was already crying.
Xiao Yu couldn't bear it, he slowly took her into his arms, kissed the top of her hair, and said word by word:
"A Ling, it's not a debt, it's selfishness."
Qin Jie raised her head with tears in her eyes.
Looking at each other, Xiao Yu understood the guilt in her heart, and said slowly: "Everyone in the world says that he is an emperor, he should die, protect the family and the country, and appease the world and the people, but in the years when you were away, I suddenly thought, Even if the world is at peace, Haiyan and Heqing will eventually have regrets."
"It's my regret that I can't stand it, it's my selfishness, and it has nothing to do with you."
Qin Xie was in tears, as if looking at him through a fog.
His eyes were blurry, but his outline was exceptionally clear.
Xiao Yu pressed her forehead to her forehead: "Over 30, it's bigger for you."
"His Majesty!"
Qin Jie didn't care that he was joking, so he beat him, and he fell on her shoulder pretending to be in pain, "A Ling, call me Saburo."
After a while, she slowly hugged him.
What else does she care about.
Time is always used a centimeter, a cent less...
After the emperor entered the house, there was no movement for a long time, and the palace servants outside knew that the emperor was reconciled.
Zhu Xin whispered: "Okay, I'm finally saved..."
Zhu Lan took a deep breath and said, "As long as I see His Majesty these days, my legs go weak, and I don't dare to say anything..."
Zhu Xin glanced at him and said, "Why didn't I tell you?"
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Since the emperor and the queen have been reconciled, the green trees are singing warblers, the carved beams are beside the swallows, and the drizzle of the pattering rain seems to have become a song of clouds.
After leaving the morning, Xiao Yu went back to Kunning Palace to accompany her for dinner.
Seeing that he was walking in a hurry, the rain soaked the corners of his robe, and he couldn't help but said, "If you were busy in the previous dynasty, you don't have to come back to accompany me on purpose."
"It's okay, the Hall of Mental Cultivation is close to you."
Through lunch, Eunuch Sheng brought another bowl of blood swallows.
Xiao Yu looked at her belly and said, "You haven't named your baby yet."
She looked at him and said, "Don't worry, I don't know if it's the prince or the princess..."
Xiao Yu said: "If it's a princess, how about a single one, and the title is Anle?"
Qin Jie didn't expect that he wanted a daughter so much, so he even thought about the title, sighed and said, "What about the prince?"
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't quite believe it would be his son, so he responded, "Then...
In the middle of the night, the two bathed, changed clothes, and went to bed together. Just when they were enjoying themselves, Qin Jie suddenly said in his ear, "Your Majesty."
Xiao Yu closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Huh?"
Qin Yan said: "I heard that Princess Baoyin is returning to the capital with the army. Will there be room in the palace?"
When Xiao Yu heard the four words of Princess Baoyin, Xiao Yu's heart tightened, but he still said nonchalantly: "Recently, the relationship between the imperial court and Mongolia has been very good, and Princess Baoyin likes the Central Plains, so I decided to make the decision and find an outstanding talent for her. , you don't have to worry about it."
Qin Wei frowned and looked at him, feeling very strange for a while.
Why does Princess Baoyin like the Central Plains? Isn't she the one who likes you
She couldn't help being curious, and said again: "Looking for a good son-in-law... I don't know who is the son-in-law of the family?"
Xiao Yu pressed his fist to his lips, coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "Well... from the He family."
After that, there was another coughing sound like a hurricane.
Qin Jie quickly got up and poured him a glass of water, caressed his back and said, "Is it better? Why is the cough so heavy..."
Xiao Yu raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. His heart just fell when he heard her say again: "Your Majesty said, who is the son of the He family?"
The water he just swallowed almost didn't come out.
"It's the He family in the capital." Xiao Yu felt guilty, pinched her recent swelling with his hand, and kissed her, "A Ling, settle it."
But today is not the same as in the past, Qin Jie raised her face, looked at him, and said word by word, "Which one is from the He family?"
Xiao Yu suppressed his heartbeat, frowned and said solemnly, "Why are you asking this?"
Qin Xue answered immediately, "Why didn't you say it?"
Obviously, this man is no longer able to frighten anyone except for his cold face.
Looking at each other, Qin Jie asked again, "Who is it?"
Xiao Yu's expression did not change, and his tone was as calm as possible: "He Erlang, He Zichen."
It's the one you read every day in your letter, the second brother, the brother Zichen.
"He... isn't married yet?"
Xiao Yu looked at her shocked eyes, and sneered coldly: "Why, are you still thinking?"