The White-Haired Imperial Concubine

Chapter 85

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When I woke up the next morning, it was not long before dawn. She was naked, resting on the man's arm, her whole body was sore, as if her skeleton had been disintegrated. Suddenly remembering being carried to bed by him yesterday, in a daze, she was pulling him and refusing to let go, which made him unable to hold on, and was lingering several times, not even having dinner.

Her face couldn't help but feel a little hot. Although it wasn't the first time, the sweet feeling of waking up and embracing him like this was unprecedented. very nice! It felt strangely reassuring to be able to see him as soon as he opened his eyes.

A ray of sunlight in the morning shines on the copper mirror on the table and the thick and soft carpet through the carved window lattice, creating a warm halo and isolating the cold winter air from the thick door and wall.

Brocade curtains woven with silkworm silk hang on all sides, meandering on the ground, and the sunlight reflected from the bronze mirror is projected on the moon-white brocade, shining dreamy colors, which seems a bit unreal.

She turned sideways and stared straight at the closed eyelids of the man who was also facing her sideways, but she didn't want those eyes to open suddenly, and the always sharp cold light turned into a soft silk when she saw the woman in front of her.

Man Tian was taken aback for a moment, closed her eyes and opened them again, wanting to say good morning to him, but after yesterday's blending of body and mind, she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Zongzheng Wuyou gazed tenderly at the woman he loved the most in his life, slightly curled the corners of his lips, and did not speak. Also counting at this moment, saying anything is superfluous.

The two looked at each other quietly, enjoying the silence of this moment.

The morning sun is warm and the years are quiet. If time can stay at this moment, it will be so wonderful.

"You're awake." Under his long gaze, she couldn't help but break the silence.

"En." His voice was still slightly hoarse and deep, his eyes were bright, and he moved down slowly, looking at her slender and graceful neck, which was covered with red marks, which were the lingering imprints of yesterday's unrestrained, light pink embroidered with jacquard The brocade quilt of the prison case is the reward for her snow-white breasts and soft and alluring body.

She saw the bright light in his eyes flashing, and the familiar scorching breath came straight to her face, she subconsciously gathered the quilt and shrank into the bed, but she didn't expect that most of the quilt was on her side, and at this moment, it was her With a pull, the man was completely exposed to the air naked.

Both of them were taken aback.

The man's chest is broad and firm, his skin is tight and healthy with a honey-colored luster, and the lines of his whole body are firm and firm, extending from his waist to his slender legs.

She just stared at him blankly, and when she came back to her senses, her clear and beautiful cheeks suddenly burned like fire. She intuitively pulled up the quilt to cover her head, she was ashamed to face anyone!

It's a pity that the man on the opposite side would not let her go so easily, Zongzheng Wuyou lifted the quilt, and the quilt flew out and was thrown on the carpet.

She was shocked immediately, her snow-white and soft body was exposed in front of the man's eyes, and there was nowhere to hide. She said in surprise: "You, what are you doing?"

Zongzheng Wuyou squinted his phoenix eyes, looking at the woman's exquisite and charming body, the light in his eyes became deeper and deeper, he hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "This is only fair."

Mantian glanced at him, quickly curled up, covered his chest with his hands, and shouted: "Cold... "Ah! "

He lifted her arm, pulled her over, turned over and pressed her on top, looking into her eyes, he declared solemnly and domineeringly: "I'll be your quilt!" When she was idle, she let out a scream and passively endured it, her increasingly sensitive body trembling under his hands.

She wanted to pass out and forget it, it was broad daylight again!

After the lingering, she lay there on the big bed. Panting, my whole body was limp and weak, and I didn't even want to move my fingers. But the man on the body still looked energetic, staring at her with burning eyes, with a smile that couldn't be concealed from the corners of his brows and eyes, evil and flamboyant.

She rolled her eyes to look at the roof, everything around her, but not him.

Zongzheng Wuyou turned over and lay down beside her, interlocking his fingers with her, and let out a soft sigh, feeling relieved and satisfied.

Feeling his satisfaction, she couldn't stop raising the corners of her lips, as if her heart had been soaked in honey juice. The light in her eyes flickered, and she looked at the prosperous sunlight outside the window. Then she remembered something, her face was startled, and she turned to the leisurely and lazy man beside her and asked, "Did you go to bed early today?"

Zongzheng Wuyou lazily replied, "Last night, an edict was issued to stop the court for three days."

All over the sky wondered: "Why?"

Zongzheng Wuyou turned his face and said with a smile, "For the prince."

"Prince?" The whole sky was puzzled, why did she not know when the crown prince was established? She frowned, and in a blink of an eye, she saw a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth. She suddenly realized that she forgot her usual calmness and reserve, turned over and threw herself on his chest, but was caught by him and pressed against him. As soon as she struggled, his body stiffened immediately, his voice was low and hoarse, he bit her earlobe like a punishment, and warned: "If you don't want to do it again, just be obedient and stay still."

She lay obediently on top of him, not daring to move, even careful to catch her breath.

After a while, his chest vibrated, she raised her head in doubt, and saw that there was a smile in his eyes, and the smile was extremely happy, she was taken aback, was she being tricked again? !

Man Tian was annoyed immediately, turned over and sat up, and was about to get out of bed to put on clothes, Zongzheng Wuyou hurriedly grabbed her from behind, put her arms around his waist and encircled her tightly, never letting go. He rested his head on her neck, seeing her unable to break free, both angry and helpless, he let out a deep smile, "Are you angry?"

This kind of him seems to have returned to the time when they were together in Liwangfu, sometimes he would let go of evil charms, and occasionally tease her, completely unlike Zongzheng Wuyou who was either cold or gentle in the past two years. Probably because he understood her intentions, he let go, and was no longer as cautious as before.

She said sullenly: "Let go, what time is it, what is it like to be still nestled in the bed!"

He raised his eyebrows and said: "What are you afraid of! Who dares to chew the tongue!"

She glanced back at him, and looked down to see a brown mark on the side of his right waist, the size of two coins, with a weird shape, she poked her head slightly to see clearly. The shape is a bit like a dragon, but not quite like a dragon, like a flying dragon, with a head and a tail, but only half of it, very strange. She couldn't help asking: "What is this on your waist? A birthmark?"

Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes changed slightly, he let go of his hand, and nodded "En".

Man Tian was free, got out of bed and dressed, picked up his clothes and threw them on him, and asked casually: "The shape is strange. Where did the other half go?"

Zongzheng Wuyou paused slightly when he was dressing, and lowered his eyelids, "I don't know. I've searched for more than ten years, but there is no clue."

She was slightly surprised, she was just asking casually, but she didn't expect that there really was a other half. She lifted the curtain casually and hooked it with the Ujin barb before asking, "Do you have brothers?"

The man behind replied: "I'm not sure if it's a man or a woman."

I don't even know if it's a man or a woman! "Why?" She turned around in doubt and sat down beside him, holding his arm naturally.

Zongzheng Wuyou said calmly: "Back then, my mother gave birth to two sons and fell into a coma for three days. After waking up, she learned that one of them was a dead baby. She was distraught and found the body of the dead baby. The birthmark she saw before she fell into a coma, so she didn't believe it was her child! But where did the child go?"

Could it be that it was dropped? In the imperial palace, who has such courage and ability? For so many years, whether that child is alive or dead is unknown! Man Tian felt that although his face was calm, his heart was not at peace. She reached out to hold his hand, silently comforting her, and asked, "Was your father not there at that time?"

Zongzheng Wuyou frowned slightly, and said: "The three kings rebelled, and he responded to the enemy outside the city."

All over the sky pondered slightly, "The midwife..."

"Dead. All the people involved disappeared overnight after the dead baby was found through." Zongzheng Wuyou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said: "It was later found out that the midwife had seen the baby in private the night before my mother gave birth. The Chief Eunuch in the Queen's Palace."

Man Tian frowned and said: "You mean..., this matter has something to do with Bo Cho's mother? Why did she do that?"

"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly later." Zongzheng Wuyou took her hand and stood up, calling someone to come in and wait for them to wash.

At the end of November, the capital was covered with ice and snow.

There was no cloud in the sky that day, and the sun shone on the snow on both sides of the road, reflecting a dazzling cold white light, covering the already cold palace.

The young emperor of the Northern Dynasties left the early court and walked on the road in the deep and quiet palace. Eyes full of vicissitudes, the vision projected through the crown is the sharpness of an emperor, but hidden behind the crown, what others cannot see is the deep silence that does not match his age.

The harsh winter wind blew his robes, fluttering with his heavy steps. He walked ahead alone, with no one beside him, and behind him were a group of servants with low eyebrows.

When he returned to the imperial study, he didn't look at the mountain of memorials on the imperial case, but went around the screen and entered the inner room first.

In the inner room, when a new lady-in-waiting was cleaning the house, she saw a small pot of strangely shaped flowers and plants in the center of the carved bed. She was very surprised, isn't this bed a place for His Majesty to rest? Why is there such a thing here? She was curious for a while, so she leaned over to have a look, and the dark red, jet-black things that looked like flowers and leaves aroused her interest, and she stretched out her hand to touch it lightly.

"What are you doing?" A deep voice mingled with anger came from behind the palace maid, causing her body to tremble in shock, and her fingertips accidentally touched a corner of the leaf, leaving a slight crease. She didn't care about these things, she turned her head suddenly, and saw the emperor she had always wanted to see in her dreams, she was stunned for a moment, and forgot to salute.

The young emperor looked past her, and looked at the pot of flowers and plants in her bed, and saw that the black leaves showed signs of breakage. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Who allowed you to touch it?"

The maid came back to her senses and realized that she had made a big mistake. She was so frightened that her legs gave way and she knelt down. She kowtowed and said, "Damn it, damn it!"

"Damn you! Come here," he called out coldly, and the guards and servants outside the imperial study entered the room in response. Seeing the emperor's complexion, they hurriedly knelt down and waited for the emperor's order.

Zongzheng Wuchou glanced at them and asked, "Who arranged this maid?" "

The eunuch in charge of the imperial study was horrified, and immediately realized that the maid had caused trouble, he quickly kowtowed and said: "Returning to your majesty, the original maid had a cold these two days, and I was afraid that she would pass it on to your majesty, but I couldn't find it for a while. For a suitable replacement, I picked a smart one from among the new maids..."

"Procrastinate." Zongzheng gave the order without waiting for him to finish speaking. Since becoming emperor, his temper has become more unpredictable. He rolled his eyes at the frightened palace maid, and said: "Drag her down too, and don't let me see them in the future."

"Ah! Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life..." The court lady kowtowed and begged for mercy. Some people said that the emperor was young and handsome, some said that the emperor was wise and wise, and some said that the emperor was gentle and affectionate, but no one told her that being with the king is like being with a tiger. reason! So much so that he lost his life without knowing why.

A howl of begging for mercy resounded in the imperial study room, the emperor waved his hands impatiently, and the guards quickly stepped forward to cover their mouths with their hands, and quickly dragged the two out. The room quickly returned to silence.

He walked slowly to the bed, staring at the strangely shaped pot of flowers and plants in a daze. It took him several months and tens of thousands of troops to find the most precious medicinal material for him, called "Blood Crow"! I heard that this thing, fed with blood, has the effect of Wufage.

"See the Empress Dowager! All blessings, the Empress Dowager!" After a long time, the sound of worship from the palace people came from outside the door. He raised his handsome eyebrows, and as soon as he turned around, a gorgeously dressed woman walked around the screen and walked towards him.

He bent down to salute, and said very respectfully: "The child has paid homage to the queen! If the mother has something to do, she can send someone to summon the child, why do you need to go there yourself?!"

The person who came was the Empress Dowager Fu Yuan who was suddenly found a year ago. She was dressed in a colorful phoenix dress, her black hair was combed in a flowing bun, and the right strand was attached to half of her face and extended down to her slender neck. Then go back and fix it, just covering the injured half of the face, while the other half of the face is so beautiful that people will never forget it just by looking at it. She is nearly forty years old, her skin is still fair and delicate, and she looks very young, as if she is only thirty years old.

She came over, took Zongzheng Wuchou's hand lovingly, and complained a bit: "Chier, how many times has mother told you that there is no outsider, you and I don't have to do this big gift between mother and child, and there is no need to be unfamiliar Come on, get up!"

Zongzheng got up without a plan, and said with a slight smile: "The empress mother is very right! You should pay more attention to the child in the future! Empress mother, you sit down." He helped his mother to the table and sat down, and then sat down opposite her. After the tea was served, he asked respectfully and politely, "What is the mother's business looking for the child today?"

According to royal etiquette, the emperor was supposed to go to the empress dowager's palace to pay his respects every morning, but the empress dowager, because the emperor was busy with political affairs, was exempted from the daily greeting, and only went when he was summoned.

Bo Yuan folded her hands on her knees, sitting in a standard dignified posture, she smiled kindly and said: "Mother heard that the ministers have been admonishing you to become queen these two days, is there something wrong?"

Zongzheng Wuchou was slightly taken aback, and did not answer immediately, but lowered his eyes and thought for a while before saying: "There are indeed some things, the news of the mother is really well-informed!"

Fu Yuan raised her hand and patted his hand, and said softly: "Don't think too much, mother is also for your own good. Since ancient times, which emperor is not the Sangong Sixth Court? You have been on the throne for a year, and a concubine in this harem None, how can you do it? Even if you don’t think about yourself, you still have to think about the inheritance of the country! An emperor’s heir is related to the country and society, so you have to take it seriously. My mother met Prime Minister Sun’s daughter before. No, "six

"Mother's queen," Zongzheng Wuchou interrupted with a smile: "My child knows that it is unfilial for me to let my mother worry about it. But I have my own opinion on the matter of marrying a concubine and accepting a queen, so mother's queen should not bother about it." He Although he was smiling, his expression was extremely firm, as if no one could shake him.

"You... oh!" Fu Yuan sighed, "You spend all day guarding a woman who abandoned you, living on memories... Alas, why don't you wake up? She won't come back to you again!"

These words stirred in his heart like a lot of thorns. Everyone in the capital knew that it was a headache for him, and it was a taboo in the Northern Dynasty. No one dared to mention the woman in front of him, except his. Mother! His voice sank slightly, and he called out in a low voice: "Mother! The child has his own measure."

Fu Yuan's eyes flashed, and she seemed to have infinite distress, "Okay! Mother doesn't say anything, so don't be too sad. You have to remember that you are the emperor of a country, and there are thousands of good women in this world. Let you choose?" Seeing that Zongzheng's expressionless face darkened a bit, she stopped the topic, turned her eyes a few times, thought of another matter, and said in a calm voice, "You have come back already. In a few days, it's time to go see your father."

"With the mother's careful care, the baby doesn't matter." After he ascended the throne, that person was moved to the Longevity Palace. Since he returned to the palace, he heard rumors in the palace that the empress dowager took good care of the seriously ill emperor, recuperating his body with decoction every day, and chatting with him to relieve boredom. . But only he knows that the person who hates that person the most in this world is not him, but his mother! This is a fact that he has understood since he was very young. That kind of hatred cannot fade away with time.

Fu Yuan said: "You are the emperor, and he is your father. If you don't go to see him, you will be an object of discussion. Go, go and see with your mother." He went out.

Surrounded by many slaves, the mother and son arrived at the Longevity Palace where the Supreme Emperor lived. The palace was extremely luxuriously decorated, which highlighted the importance the emperor attached to the Supreme Emperor.

In Yanshou Palace, the things in the bedroom seemed to have been soaked in medicinal soup, and there was a strong bitter smell everywhere. Inside the palace was a large bed inlaid with gold and carved wood, on which a middle-aged man lay motionless, his once handsome face was too thin to be human. If he hadn't opened his eyes and was still panting, others might think that this was just a dead person.

Who would have thought that the once powerful and famous emperor of a country is now lying in the magnificent golden house given to him by others, unable to move or speak, and can only lie there like a dead man, allowing others to slaughter him without any resistance This is a crueler torture than the Lingchi punishment. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the two of Zhou entering the room, his originally calm face suddenly became agitated, his cloudy eyes lighted up slightly, Zhang. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say it, I just stared anxiously.

Zongzheng Wuchou was expressionless, as indifferent and indifferent as facing an irrelevant stranger.

Fu Yuan waved to the servants, and the maids and eunuchs hurriedly bowed and retreated. She walked to the bed and sat down unhurriedly, and said with a gentle smile: "Fun He, Chiuer came to see you, are you happy?"

Zongzheng Yuhe, this name has been called by no one for many years, and even he himself is about to forget it. The Supreme Emperor looked at her with a twitching face and fierce eyes, looking a little weird and terrifying.

Fu Yuan frowned lightly, wondering: "Don't you like it? He is your son, you should be happy to see him! Oh, I forgot, you really don't like him, since he was in my womb , you tried everything possible to kill him. You borrowed other people's hands, administered abortion pills, and even used poison. Unfortunately, both he and I survived. You sent people to hunt him down. You must be very happy about the news of the sword falling into the river, right?" She paused, looking at the naked man with a gentle gaze, but behind that tenderness was a complicated look, making it hard to tell whether it was hatred or pleasure? She smiled softly, and said again: "You must have never imagined that he escaped from death again, and finally drove away your most beloved son and took your throne! This... is called karma, do you know it?"

The Taishang Emperor's gaze changed a few times, and he calmed down slowly. The corners of his mouth twitched, showing a hint of sarcasm, as if to say: "You will also get retribution!" With a calm face, he squinted at the young man who stood still, The eyes are dark and difficult to understand, complicated and unclear.

Zongzheng listened silently without any plans, his sharp lips were tightly closed, and his expression was numb, as if such a big thing was nothing to him. He didn't know, what else in this world could stir up the slightest disturbance in his heart

Fu Yuan turned a blind eye to the mocking smile of the Supreme Emperor, talked to herself for a while, stood up, and smiled noblely and elegantly, but that smile looked like a devil's smile to the naked man. You don't know what is hidden behind her smile? What kind of espionage trick? She only heard her say: "Chou'er, the New Year's Eve is approaching, should you prepare a big meal for your father and your younger brother so as to surprise them."

Zongzheng Wuchou said indifferently: "It's good for the queen mother to make up her mind." At this time, he could never have expected that what he was about to accomplish with his own hands was another irreversible tragedy in his fate!

He didn't want to stay in the Longevity Palace, and such wanton revenge did not bring him as much sense of revenge as he had imagined. Although he hated him very much, but that was his biological father, a close relative of flesh and blood, connected by blood, no one can change the fact! For his own mother, he took revenge on his own father and brother, and hurt his lover. What could be more cruel and sad than this fate

After leaving Yanshou Palace, he didn't go back to the imperial study, but went to the bedroom he ordered to be rebuilt and decorated. That sleeping palace is called "Qing Mi Yuan".

There are very few servants in this garden, so few that it doesn't look like the emperor's bedroom.

There is a bamboo forest in the garden, and there is an open space in that bamboo forest. In the center is a white marble round table and four round stools, which can be used for reading and playing chess, as well as for drinking and tea. And in that open space, one can dance swords and practice kung fu. It's a pity that the woman who likes to read books, play chess, drink tea and occasionally drink alcohol is no longer by his side.

He walked alone in that bamboo forest, the scenery was exactly the same, without that person, it would be a world of difference. He still remembered her dancing figure after drinking, which made people lose their minds and souls. People knew that what was waiting in front of them was a monstrous trap, but they had no choice but to jump down willingly. The world said that he was meticulous and thoughtful, but in front of her, he was actually vulnerable!

Sometimes he wondered, if he had known that his mother was still alive, could he hate her less? If he could hate a little less, maybe he wouldn't miss his beloved woman, at least he wouldn't hurt her so much, then he wouldn't have reached the end he is today!

Leaving the bamboo forest, he slowly walked into the bedroom, everything in front of him was so familiar. Every item here was moved from the Qingmi Garden in the General's Mansion intact, even the placement is exactly the same.

He walked to the dressing table and gently picked up the red sandalwood carved wooden comb she had used. It seemed that her breath still remained on it. The elegant fragrance made people addicted unconsciously. I can't quit either.

In the wardrobe in the corner were all the clothes she had ever worn, mostly white, neatly folded on the top layer of the wardrobe, it was the red wedding dress she wore on the day she married him. He raised his hand and carefully took it off, holding it in his palm, as if he was holding the most precious thing in his life. He walked to the side of the bed and lay down slowly, the red wedding dress lying beside him, replacing the love in his heart.

After returning to the imperial court for several days, he was tossing and turning in the Qiankun Palace and the Imperial Study Room every day, dealing with political affairs day and night, leaving no free time for himself. Thousands of people in this huge palace were all watching him winkingly. He sits on the cold chair that symbolizes the highest power every day, and the supreme honor cannot conceal the loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

The bedroom was too big and the dragon bed was too wide, but he had to be alone, wandering back and forth alone.

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