The end of the road stretches very far, and if she wants to chase it now, she really can't catch up with anything.
Just now she couldn't control her emotions well, and she was a little panicked for a while, but now she came back to her senses, she calmed down.
It's really not her style to come up with a feasible solution when something happens. Since she can't catch up, and can't bring Qing Niao back, then she can only walk the path under her feet first.
"What are you still doing?" He Changan stretched out his head and said to the people outside: "Everyone is in the car, why don't you leave?"
Everyone thought about many scenes of the empress going back to the palace, but they never expected to be tied back directly, and they all got on the carriage and horse, dumbfounded, and walked forward behind Huachun's carriage.
"The concubine de concubine has such a strong personality, she won't be tempted even if she holds the position in front of her eyes, she still wants to run away."
"No wonder the emperor likes it, and it is indeed different."
Several ministers were discussing immediately, and Hua Chun rolled his eyes in the car.
This group of people was played around by Yu Wenjie and her again, but they didn't know the truth, and they would probably be pissed off if they found out. Although there was an element of luck in her life-saving move, it was all pre-arranged. The emperor turned against her and wanted to execute her. As long as it rained on the execution ground, all the rumors would be self-defeating.
For this reason, she specially asked He Changan to temporarily rush to work on the water pressure devices according to the design drawings. There are four sets in total, storing ten tons of water. They are placed behind the buildings around the execution ground and spray water at an angle of 45 degrees. The firewood piled under her feet was also fireproof. She would have been choked by the smoke at most, and she would not die no matter what.
But this burning should belong to her, and these people have to bring it over to her. Originally, she thought that if the disaster continued, she could say it was because they wronged good people. As a result, the disaster subsided, so it can only be said that God opened his eyes because of her.
Some people can manipulate public opinion, and so can she.
No matter what is behind it now, no one can separate her from Yu Wenjie.
It's just... separated her and Qing Ling.
What if friendship and love conflict? There is no precise truth that can give a guiding direction, after all, everyone's situation is different. The situation she is in now... is also unsolvable.
Sighing, Hua Chun listened to the carriage pass through the crowded Yanjing, and arrived at the inn where she was temporarily staying. Everything was already arranged. Rui'er took the prepared phoenix robe and phoenix crown, and made arrangements for her. A red carpet was laid out outside the palace as if welcoming a distinguished guest, and the sick emperor stood on the gate tower of the palace, waiting quietly.
Hundreds of officials joined the road, and after an hour, Hua Chun was helped out with a golden phoenix robe, a phoenix bun on her head, and her round belly.
"Is it okay to let me accompany you there?" He Changan pursed his lips slightly, looked at her and said, "Do you still want to hold hands?"
"You are my real brother in name." Hua Chun's lips did not move, and he squeezed out a voice through his teeth: "When we walk on the wedding red carpet at our place, we always hold the hands of family members, and then the family members take the bride Hand over the son to the husband's family."
She entered the palace secretly in the first place, and lost her body in a daze. This time it can be considered as a make-up wedding.
He Changan didn't quite understand, but the only thing she understood was that she treated him as family
His body was slightly stiff, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. He lowered his eyes, held her arm, and led her onto the red carpet.
"Your Majesty." Standing behind the emperor, Eunuch Qin couldn't help reminding him in a low voice, "You're still sick."
"I know." The emperor curled his lips, "I'm wearing a windbreaker."
... It's not a question of windbreaker or not, okay! People who are obviously "sick" now have peach blossoms all over their faces, and their eyes are shining brightly. Does it look like they are seriously ill? Reluctantly turning his head and looking around, he was relieved to find that other people's attention was on the empress below, and no one was observing the emperor's expression.
Who said the emperor is an extremely forbearing person? In such a short time, can't you pretend to be a fake again! Let him, a slave, be on tenterhooks, alas...
Walking slowly, Hua Chun looked across the long distance to the wall above the palace gate, where the man was standing there with burning eyes.
These days, they communicated very little, very little, but when they saw each other on the execution ground, the two of them had the tacit understanding that they should have. One person's eyes moved, and the other knew what the other was thinking, and they were completely able to cooperate. She had always thought that her relationship with the emperor hadn't changed, that was the case anyway, but now she suddenly found that before she knew it, they seemed to be as familiar with each other as the left and right hands.
This thing...is it just called Rijiuqingshen
Shivering from being numb to herself, Hua Chun pursed her lips and continued walking.
"It's almost there." He Changan reminded her.
Hua Chun nodded, thought for a while and said, "I haven't said thank you to my second brother, so I should say it now."
When she stepped into the palace this time, she really didn't have any worries anymore, and when she saw him in the future, there must be a lot of rules.
With lowered eyes, He Changan smiled lightly and said, "I have nothing to thank, but I should thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Hua Chun raised an eyebrow.
"Without you, I would never know what is 'difficulty of gain' and what is 'pain of loss'." With a smile on his lips, He Changan breathed a sigh of relief: "Life is only sweet and boring. I experienced all the flavors of emotion.”
This... Hua Chun was a little embarrassed: "Second Brother, you haven't figured it out yet?"
"I figured it out early in the morning, don't worry too much." He Chang'an said: "I figured it out from the moment I decided to marry someone else."
It's just that thinking it through is thinking it through, letting go is another matter. If he is so awesome that he can control his heart at will, then... there won't be so many sleepless nights.
People are smart animals. People with better self-management ability will take back their desires and ambitions when they know that they can’t get it. However, the regret of not getting it will accompany people for a long time. It depends on when there are other opportunities , to offset this regret.
Hua Chun pursed her lips: "I can't say anything hypocritical, and I can't send you a good person card, but my second brother's life is still long. If you miss this flower of mine, there will be a whole garden. Feelings that don’t need to be compromised will appear, and I will give you the best response.”
"Don't use it to comfort me on the day of great joy." He Changan laughed, "If you can be happy, second brother will naturally be happy too."
How can such a selfless and dedicated person not be issued a good person card! Hua Chun looked up to the sky and sighed, He Changan is really a good person!
Near the gate of the palace, the emperor went down the tower in person, and all the officials knelt together and shouted loudly: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, empress, thousand years old, thousand years old—"