Then at the moment in the middle palace, the empress was hugging a little boy and teasing her with tenderness on her face.
The maids who were waiting on the side did not dare to slack off and followed suit step by step.
"Prince, you can't go in..."
There were hurried footsteps outside, the queen glanced outside, but did not respond.
There was still that faint smile on his face, gentle and charming, quite different from the evil charm of the past.
"Eldest Prince, Eldest Prince, you can't go in..."
Chu Jiyao strode in with an angry look on his face, waving his hand back to the internal officer who was trying to stop him.
"Empress, the slave can't stop it!"
Only then did the queen respond.
"Okay, let's go down, can you stop the eldest prince?"
Chu Jiyao's eyes were sharp, and he scanned all the people present, and the queen told them all to go down.
"Is the eldest prince here to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?"
The queen held the child in her arms, then faced Chu Jiyao, and asked indifferently.
"Where did you come from?"
Chu Jiyao was about to ask something, but was blocked back, and suddenly saw the child in the empress's arms, and was a little surprised.
The queen smiled, looked down at the sleeping little boy in her arms, and said with a teasing smile, "You think he's cute too, don't you?"
Chu Jiyao looked at the woman in front of him speechlessly. She is the mother of a country, but she often does things that do not follow the rules.
"Where did this kid come from?"
"Oh, by the way, you have been married for a long time, and you don't have a child yet, so why not give this to you to raise!"
With that said, the queen handed over the little boy and stuffed it into Chu Jiyao's arms.
Then he turned around and went back to the couch, sat down again, tapped his arm, and said: "I haven't given birth before, so I don't know, it's so tiring to hold a baby."
When she said this, it seemed that she was talking about a very common thing, rather than a child's belonging and future.
"Empress Empress..."
Chu Jiyao was so angry that this woman was simply unreasonable.
To say such a thing.
"Okay, I won't be joking with you anymore. Even the eldest prince can guess his origin."
Chu Jiyao's face was cloudy and uncertain, and suddenly his sharp eyes swept over, and he looked at the queen with an incredulous expression, "He, is he Zhaohua's son?"
The queen smiled lightly and said nothing.
"You sent someone to kill Zuo Xiang's family?"
"You speak so righteously, are you accusing me?"
The empress's phoenix eyes are flowing, full of beauty, but there is no trace of annoyance.
"Queen, that is an important minister of the court."
"Really?" The queen flicked her clothes, looked at Chu Jiyao calmly, and said, "I thought you would be grateful for everything I have done for you."
"Is it the throne?" Chu Jiyao felt that this woman was crazy and hopeless.
"Oh, if you are rare, then I will give it to the third prince. He should be rare."
The queen's understatement made Chu Jiyao go crazy.
This is the throne, the throne, the future heir of a country, how could she speak so lightly.
"Look, all of you men are extremely hypocritical. You clearly want it, but you don't say it. Someone puts everything in front of you, but you say it's not what you want, but you don't want to let it go to others. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
The queen looked at him with a half-smile, waiting for his next words.
However, what Chu Jiyao could say, he could only watch all this sullenly.
"Okay, everything is a foregone conclusion. Even if you betray or kill Bengong, what's the point? Can they come back to life?"
Yeah, what can I do
Although he is in charge of the country, he has no real power, and everything is decided by this woman.
What power does he have
"Okay, I'm not going to argue with you about right or wrong in this matter, what about Father? I want to see him."
The queen snorted softly, and said: "The gate of Qianqing Palace is always open for you. Doesn't the eldest prince know the way?"
"You, father is not there at all, don't think I don't know..." Chu Jiyao stepped forward. Although he has no father-son affection for the current emperor, he was also a courtier before, so how could he allow this woman to harm the emperor.
"Oh? Now that you know it, go and check it yourself!"
The empress lightly tossed the words to him, and then said: "The eldest prince has time to come to this palace to do useless work, why not think about how to explain this child's life and death to the eldest son of the Li family."
"Okay, just send a few complaints, and I will treat you as annoyed by government affairs. If you say more, it will be over."
The queen waved her hand and motioned him to go out.
Chu Jiyao stared at her blankly for a long time, and said, "The Empress Dowager is going back to the palace."
The queen leaned on the couch, she closed her eyes and couldn't see any joy. It wasn't until Chu Jiyao left that she suddenly opened her eyes, and there was sadness in her eyes.
Then he shouted out as if nothing had happened: "Come here, I want to take a bath."
Anyang City is a city with a small population and few outsiders come here.
All the people in the city are self-sufficient and live a very nourishing life.
Therefore, if one or two strangers come, they will be easily recognized.
And the people here are very friendly and friendly to outsiders.
When Zhaohua woke up, he found that this was a completely strange place.
Someone lifted the curtain and walked in. It was a woman.
"My lady is awake, lie down and don't move, your body is still weak!"
Zhaohua was a little puzzled, "Where am I?"
The woman held a bowl in her hand, which was steaming, but the smell was not pleasant.
"This is Anyang City, your husband has gone out, let me take care of you."
After saying that, she came to the bed and passed the bowl over, "Since you are awake, you can drink this medicine by yourself!"
The woman was smiling and very kind, about forty years old, with an ordinary hair bun.
Zhaohua didn't react for a while, but he didn't reach out to catch the bowl, "You said, my husband?"
Before the woman could answer, Zhaohua suddenly remembered what happened.
Could it be, is Li Mingcheng still alive
No, it was impossible, he was already dead, right in front of him, how could he still be alive
He was burned to death by that kind of flame, and it was impossible to live.
Then, who is this woman talking about
Then, she thought of the scene before she died, and finally remembered who saved her.
"I'm leaving here."
Zhaohua lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but as soon as his feet hit the ground, he lost his balance and threw himself forward.
He fell directly to the ground.
The woman was taken aback by her action, and she couldn't hold the medicine in her hand firmly. It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces of porcelain all over the floor.
"Oh, what are you doing, ma'am?"
"Let me go, I want to leave here, I don't need him to save me..."
Zhaohua felt dizzy all over, but she refused to let the woman help her up, and crawled forward.
There was light coming in from the door, and her tears blurred her eyes, as if she saw the man who doted on her and loved her.
He was smiling at her, the same way he smiles every day.
With endless tolerance, but she never took a good look.
He just disappeared. There will never be any man in this world who will be so kind to her.
He will regard her as his life, love her as himself, spoil her unconditionally, and accompany her for the rest of his life.
What about the promised life
Just two short years.
But she didn't cherish these two years.
If, if possible, she doesn't like anyone anymore, she'll just wait for him, wait for him to marry her.
"Li Mingcheng, you idiot..."
"Stupid, wait for me..."
Zhaohua finally passed out from crying, and when Yuchi Xinhan heard the news, he hurried back.
Zhaohua had already been helped to the bed at this moment, but the tears that were still overflowing in a coma slid across her fair cheeks, making people feel sad.
"I said, you young man, did you do something to offend your wife? Why is she so sad?"
The woman especially blamed Yuchi for being cold-hearted, handed him the freshly made medicine, and said: "Feed her, I'll go and change my clothes."
Just now the medicinal soup spilled all over the woman.
"Thank you, Auntie, for your trouble." Yuchi Xinhan didn't ask her what happened because he had guessed it.
"Okay, needless to say polite words, you take good care of her, this child is very emotional, hey, young, this is..."
The woman was very enthusiastic, and told Yuchi Xinhan to take good care of Zhaohua, and then left with peace of mind.
After Yuchi Xinhan fed the medicine, he sat beside the bed, staring at Zhaohua's face bewilderedly.
They haven't seen each other for more than a year. Zhaohua used to be very lively and charming, talking like a lark and chirping, but now even in his sleep, he is so miserable.
Why did she become like this
Is it because he pays too little attention to her
Thinking that after the queen ordered him to leave overnight, he packed his bags and prepared to leave, only then did he find out that something happened to Zuo Xiang's mansion.
At that time, the flames were raging, but there was no one to help him. When he arrived, he only saw Zhaohua was at the critical moment of life and death.
He could only save her, but he had no time to care about too many people and things.
However, for half a month, he has been afraid to let her wake up, fearing that she will not be able to accept this fact.
I am even more afraid, afraid that I will not be able to face it.
"Zhaohua, what should I do to make you feel better?"
Yuchi closed his eyes in dismay, took a deep breath, then got up and left.
After he left, Zhaohua, who had fainted from crying, trembled his eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes, which were still bright, but more indifferent.
"Hmph..."
She stared at the door for a long time, and it took a long time before she showed a few sneers.
Then he closed his eyes again and fell asleep again.
In Licheng, after the death of the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Concubine disappeared, and Yun Shizi was only eight years old, so there was nothing wrong with him.
Li Mo stayed by her side, teaching day and night, so that she could get acquainted with everything as soon as possible.
However, how can an eight-year-old child manage a large city.
What's more, this short period of less than a year is even more idiotic.
"My son."
Chu Yun was dressed in black clothes, with one hand behind his back, and his hair was tied with jade. When he heard someone calling her, when he looked back, he saw a bit fierce for the first time.
Li Mo walked over with lowered eyes, sighing in his heart, although the former Chu Yun looked very mature on the surface, but that was just pretending, most of the time, she was very happy.
Especially after the princess and Xiao Xin came to the palace, she became more and more like a child, a child who likes to play.
But now she has forced herself to be like this in just one year.
(end of this chapter)