Liu Qiqiao kept her head down halfway, so she couldn't see some movement on it, or some people.
But she could feel that there was a gaze that kept shining on her face. The eagerness in that gaze made her even more unable to lift her head. She had to hold her breath and the emperor didn’t speak any more, she didn’t dare to repeat it. Just stand there quietly, bowing his head.
The emperor turned his head and talked with Princess Chun. He coughed a few times. Princess Chun motioned to the eunuch behind him. She took a thick cloak and put it on the emperor, "Father, the wind is still a bit hard here. Yes, it's better to let the child minister help you back, where you can put another table, and my twelfth brother and I will accompany you, but it is more interesting to talk!"
The emperor smiled and said casually: "Forget it, you don't have to worry about me. I have enough energy in these two days. Let's start the banquet. I will sit here for a while. If I feel uncomfortable, I will leave. Moer, you Haven't spoken, is there anything you are not satisfied with this banquet?"
When Liu Qiqiao heard the emperor's words, the discussion and gentleness in his tone, like a dying old man, the kind of care and care for his beloved offspring, and the person he asked finally spoke, and he belonged to Lin. Indifferent, a slight hoarse voice all the time: "Thank my father, the emperor for his kindness, it is very good here, and the children are not dissatisfied!"
"That's good, that's good..." The emperor laughed twice and continued: "Don't stay here dryly, go, eat and drink, today is a good day for you, you like what I gave you Title? I said, I will compensate you for those who owe you and your concubine over the years..."
Ling Tianmo, who was Lin Pingmo at the time, gently retracted the gaze that had been placed on Liu Qiqiao. He looked at the emperor, and the emperor looked at him with such kindness and tenderness. In his memory, that irritable and easy The angry emperor are two completely different people.
It is said that people are about to die, and the words are good. Lin Ping chuckled indifferently. He had hoped more than once that he really died. The emotion of wishing him to die, now it has become indifferent. How hate has it ever been? Lin Pingmo went to her mother's concubine’s tomb and knelt down, tears raining down. He was not by her side in the last years of the mother's concubine’s departure. At that time, the mother concubine’s family was bared, her son disappeared, and she herself was left out in the cold. More than Leng Gong, what kind of situation is that, Lin Ping will feel distressed if he thinks about it indifferently. The maternal concubine's close-knit maid, Ni Jinhua, who has been cured almost well, is sometimes confused and sometimes clear. , A word came out from time to time, she said, when the mother concubine was dying, she was too thin and out of shape. She said that the mother concubine was not only depressed and dying, but also killed her. There were other reasons, most let Ling What makes Tianmo sad is that Ni Jinhua said that when the mother concubine died, she would never forget her son, the son she was missing, which made her think about it all the time.
If you have time, you can turn around...
Ling Tianmo looked at the emperor. In his trembling, almost chaotic gaze, the original hatred was inexplicably reduced. He wanted to ask him, back then, why did he treat his mother and concubine like that. , To myself...
However, the emperor is old, once a generation of overlords, now, when he is asleep, he looks like a serious old man, with his mouth half open, with water coming from the corners of his mouth. Ling Tianmo was in front of his bed, looking at him. In his sleep, frowning eyebrows, and, yelling in a panic, Fuer...
If you have time to turn your head back, can you reach the end of the day
He wanted to ask Ling Zhengyuan, do you regret it? Have you ever regretted killing her parents and brothers and chasing away her only child to a woman you once loved
However, Ling Tianmo didn't say anything, letting those blood vessels knotted, his old hands, holding his hands in his hands, letting those muddy eyes, tears and tears streaming down, the flesh and blood should recognize each other. It was touched, but Ling Tianmo no longer hated him, but he couldn't be touched. He wouldn't respect and love his father. !
He said compensation, but what's the use
What he wanted to make up for was the guilt in his heart. Ling Tianmo nodded and stood up from the emperor's side. He walked to Liu Qiqiao's side. He felt that Liu Qiqiao was watching him close, slightly Shaking a bit, he stood in front of her politely, forcing her to look up, "Aunt Qi, please take a seat!" he said.
Liu Qiqiao finally raised his head and glanced at Lin Pingmo. He was wearing a golden crown, a python robe and a jade belt, all of which were not the original boy. Wufa jade face, his young hero, Shen Yunong said, Lin Pingmo Just as a partner, it’s not like a carp in a pond. Now, it’s more like a dragon and a phoenix in the pool. With all gestures and gestures, you already have a kingly demeanor. Liu Qiqiao is busy with a lot of luck, saying, "Yes..."
Watching Liu Qiqiao walk back to her inconspicuous corner, listening to the emcee and eunuch sing promises, the banquet began, there was a sound of silk and bamboo, and Gong E, who was attending the dance, came in lightly from both sides and stood on the middle stage. Starting to dance, everything is dreamlike. Ling Tianmo sings and dances and rises flat. Behind him is a loving look. In front of him, there is a position and power respected by thousands of people. He knows that he has no retreat.
That night, he drove hundreds of miles with his beloved woman, and if he left, he would have gone, and had a completely different ending, but in the end, he finally compromised. Yes, he was the one who compromised in the end. , If he forced the woman to follow him, and took her away like that, she would not have the power to refute, but he was the one who compromised in the end.
He wanted everything in front of him, so, a long time ago, on the night of the almost successful elopement, he had already lost her...
If you have time, you can turn around...
Then, will he let go of her hand again...