The queen covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and tears flowed down her eyes. Only then did mother and son connect. The child felt her and had been looking for her just now. She did not miss her son's expression, and also saw his last mouth shape. No, cry.
But she just wanted to cry. After so many years and so many days and nights of suffering, she blamed the emperor and hated herself even more. She hated herself as a mother for not protecting her son well. She hated herself for not protecting her son well. She never She would dream about her son, because she didn't dare and she didn't have the nerve to think about it.
For so many years, if she hadn't still had her eldest son Jingchen, if she hadn't still had hatred, she wouldn't have been able to cheer up. God knows how angry she would be every time she saw Zhang Jinghong.
The queen was crying, but she couldn't close the window. There was still a play to be performed today. She was really glad that her son was not like her or the emperor. He looked like her eldest brother. Even if she lost her temper and shed tears, she would only think it was because of her eldest brother. .
The queen wiped her tears and her eyes fell on Shen Yang, who looked like the emperor. She clenched the handkerchief tightly. What was fake was fake. Even if it looked more like the emperor, she didn't feel anything. She was filled with anger. These people have been taking advantage of her. Her son should go to hell for making a fuss about her son.
The person in front of him passed by, and the queen motioned to close the window.
The female officer held the handkerchief and said, "My dear, it's time to wipe your tears and go back to the palace."
The queen took the wet handkerchief and said, "I, please take a moment."
Female officer, "Yes."
She was the queen's dowry, and later became a female official. She has followed the queen all her life. The queen was born as a military commander. She has not been a crybaby since she was a child. For most of her life, she has seen the queen cry five times since she got married.
The first time was when the eldest prince died, the second time was when the prince was born and she cried bitterly, the third time was when the third prince passed away, and the fourth time was when she lost the little prince and cried secretly behind her back. This time no one knew that the queen was crying, only She was always there.
This is the fifth time. She feels distressed. After so many years, she really feels sorry for the queen. While she is worried about the gap between the queen and the emperor, she watches the queen torture herself. Now she is fine and she has cried. All is well.
The queen said in a hoarse voice, "When the team has passed, we will return to the palace."
In the restaurant on the other side, Zhu Lan and Dong finally met Rong Chuan.
Zhulan looked at Rongchuan. Rongchuan was not happy, as if he had something on his mind, but Changlian was extremely happy, grinning widely.
It was rare for Dong to wave his hand out of the blue, so Chang Zhong didn't have any scruples, "Third brother, third brother."
Fortunately, the little guy didn't call Miss Rongchuan husband, and he still knew some sense of propriety.
The team passed quickly, and Mrs. Dong was still a little unsatisfied, "It's a pity that Yuyi is too young to remember, so she can no longer see her father's majestic appearance."
Zhulan said: "You can draw it, and you can see it when Yuyi grows up."
Mrs. Dong was embarrassed because her painting was not good, and she made up her mind to let her daughter learn to paint more in the future. Sometimes she needed to draw and save it. If her daughter didn't have any talent, she could just forget it.
Zhulan is not in a hurry to go back to her house, and Rongchuan and Changlian will not go back to her house either. "We will have dinner at a restaurant this noon. I have never been to this restaurant, and I don't know what special dishes it has. Mrs. Song, go call the waiter. Come here, let’s order.”
Mrs. Song said: "Yes."
Mrs. Song called the waiter and came back soon.
Zhulan ordered some dishes, and the waiter left. Zhulan noticed that Mrs. Song was a little lost in thought, "What's wrong?"
Mrs. Song thought for a while and said, "I just closed the window and noticed a group of people coming out diagonally opposite. They seemed to be the female officials in the palace."
No one can be deceived by his every move. Some rules are engraved in his bones. As well as the battle just now, someone from the palace must have come out.
Zhulan instantly thought of Rong Chuan, and thought of the Queen because of Rong Chuan. Lord Ning's attitude actually indirectly represented the Emperor and the Queen, which also meant that the Emperor knew that Shen Yang was fake when he saw Shen Yang.
Zhulan didn't think the queen came to see Shen Yang, it could only be Rong Chuan. This was a high probability of confirming Rong Chuan's identity, but who did Rong Chuan look like
Now there is Shen Yang who looks like the emperor, and I don't know what the emperor is thinking. Now the queen is secretly watching, but the emperor has not made any move. No matter how he looks at it, he doesn't want to acknowledge her.
Zhulan's mind was confused for a moment, and she regretted in her heart. She would have looked more by the window just now, so that she could at least see the queen's appearance and know whether Rong Chuan looked like the queen or not.
Mrs. Song shut up after she said that. This involves the palace, so it's better not to talk too much.
Half an hour later, the queen returned to the palace. With her red eyes, she could not go to the palace. After changing her clothes, she sat on a chair and was lost in thought.
The emperor came in, and the queen didn't even notice.
The emperor came over after hearing the news. He looked at the queen's eyes, which were a little swollen. It showed that he had been crying for a long time. He did not disturb the queen's trance and sat next to Qingran.
After waiting for a while, the queen came back to her senses and noticed the emperor beside her, "Here he comes."
"Well, are you feeling better?"
The queen's voice was still hoarse. She took the cup handed over by the emperor and moistened her throat, "It's better. I just felt empty after crying, so I became a little distracted. I saw Rong Chuan. This child felt me right away." "Oh, you didn't see him looking around, crying when he saw me, even the horses passed by, and he looked back for me."
As she spoke, the queen's tears, which she had managed to stop, flowed again.
The emperor stretched out his hand to wipe the queen's tears, "Stop crying."
The queen smiled and said, "If you don't cry, even this child said he won't cry. I'm very happy today. Mother and son are connected. I can tell at a glance that this is my son, even if he doesn't look like you or me."
The emperor was a little depressed, "Why didn't this child react when he saw me?"
The queen burst into tears and laughed, "You are sitting on the dragon throne so high up. Not to mention this child, the ministers dare not look directly at you. He must not dare to look at you. How do you make him feel?"
The emperor felt depressed, he also wanted to get close to his son, but now Qingran also confirmed his son, which is a happy thing, "He will stay in the capital in the future, and I will be able to see him often and become familiar with him. "
The queen looked at Zhang Yu's expectant look and knew in her heart that Rong Chuan's appearance and son were not a prince. The emperor could love him without any scruples because it would not affect any situation in the court. This son could be doted on wholeheartedly.
If Rong Chuan grew up in the palace, even if Rong Chuan is the youngest son, even if the emperor still likes him, there will be some things mixed in.
The prince was stunned when he heard the news, "You mean, you saw your mother coming back crying?"
"Yes, I will not be mistaken."
The prince wanted to see his mother, but he stopped in his tracks. His father left not long ago to see his mother. In the prince's memory, he had seen his mother crying for his third uncle. He was still anxious. He wanted to know why his mother was crying. , thinking of Shen Yang, frowning, because of him