"You have to go in the end, and how do you go? If you get mountain flowers all over your head, don't ask where the slaves will return." In the study, Zhao Luli recited these words repeatedly, his face was full of tears. He stroked the rough-carved magnolia hairpin with his trembling hands, and his wife's beautiful face and affectionate smile seemed to reappear in front of him. Suddenly, the smile turned into resentment and sorrow, as if accusing his cowardice. and incompetence. Zhao Lu felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he no longer dared to recall the past. He wanted to put the hairpin in the hidden compartment of the drawer, but he was reluctant, so he finally put it in his sleeve bag and kept it close to him.
Thinking of the note sent by the palace maid, he had a struggling and eager look on his face, as if he was afraid that there were heartless words written in it, and that he was afraid that the few words his wife finally handed out would be missed by him. After not thinking about it for a long time, he has slowly and carefully unfolded the note, and the first sentence made him feel pain and regret, unable to control himself.
"Ai Lang Chenguang, it's like seeing the letter. The day before yesterday, my mother told me that Xi'er was about to spend a letter. Suddenly, I felt that time was passing, and the years were merciless. I am deeply misunderstood, and I am afraid that I will not care. In desperation, I can only agree to your continuation of the marriage. Wang Shu is young and needs the care of her mother. My child, I would like you to forget the past and move forward with you... However, the wedding day is imminent, and my heart is still unbearable... I have never forgotten or dared not forget the promise back then, are you with me in this heart?"
Just a few hundred words, Zhao Luli read and read, read and read, his heart was momentarily happy, momentarily regretful, momentarily turbulent in love, and his expression became extremely twisted and tangled. When he was immersed in his tumultuous thoughts, he did not notice that his daughter had been standing at the door for a long time. She came and left quietly, walked to the flower door and said softly, "Give daddy a basin of hot water to wipe his face, and put a compress on his eyes. Today is his big day, so don't let the Guan family see it. It's not like he ever cried."
The servant who was in charge of guarding the study room complied with his promises and went down quietly.
Thinking of the suddenly wealthy Guan family, Zhao Chunxi's face darkened. I thought that this time I could not only get rid of a strong enemy for my mother, but also find a puppet for myself who could easily control Zhenbei Hou's mansion, but I didn't expect that the emperor would suddenly reuse the Guan family's father and son, disrupting her entire plan. With a strong backer, it is not so easy to make use of Guan Suyi.
But soon, she laughed in a low voice. What about the allure of the world? What if you are full of talents? After all, it can't match the charm of the mother. Even if he entered the palace and became the emperor's person, as long as his mother gave a few words, he could make his father die. I don't know what my mother wrote in the letter, but it won't make Guan Suyi feel better in Hou Mansion.
"Let's go, it's time to set up the wedding banquet. The old thing seems very happy today? I wonder if she will be able to laugh in a few days." Zhao Chunxi took two steps quickly, her tone stern.
The maid knew that the old thing she was talking about was not someone else, but her own grandmother, Sun, so she didn't dare to answer, just pretended she didn't hear anything, and led the way with her head down.
When the maid of honor returned to the palace, the emperor had not left, so she had to hold back her words. Ye Zhen seemed to want to hold her and ask about Zhao Luli's situation, but when she reached out her hand, she retracted it in time, and turned to tighten the quilt, her eyes filled with sad tears.
Huo Shengzhe saw that her eyelids were drooping, her face was pale, her eyebrows had a few fine lines due to her years of sorrow, and her weak body seemed to collapse at any time, so he finally asked for her, "Have you ever asked Mr. Zhao to speak?"
The maid of the palace hurriedly knelt down and replied, "Report to the emperor, to the maiden, the Hou Ye only said to let the maiden take care."
"This is the end?" Ye Zhen asked eagerly, as if realizing that something was wrong, and glanced at the emperor with trembling eyes.
Huo Shengzhe didn't care, he covered her big hand on the cold back of her blue veins and patted it a few times. This was a very common gesture, representing comfort and care, but Ye Zhen was ecstatic. She barely suppressed the boiling joy, but she wanted to put on the appearance of being trapped by love and heartbroken.
The big palace maid sighed that her mother-in-law was too good at disguising, and shook her head and said, "Qi-niang-niang, it's gone."
Ye Zhen seemed to have exhausted all her strength, her body leaning forward suddenly fell on the soft pillow, her eyes stared directly at the bed curtain above her head, she couldn't recover for a long time, when her eyelids opened and closed, big drops of tears fell, Wet placket and bedding. Huo Shengzhe had never comforted a woman, he waved his hand at Bai Fu, and a black handkerchief was handed to him by the chamberlain.
"Don't cry. You are already weak because of the remaining poison, and if you worry too much, you may aggravate your condition. Now that he has remarried and you have entered the palace, you will be well and don't worry about it any more." He As he spoke, he handed over the handkerchief.
Ye Zhen held the handkerchief with her trembling fingertips. It seemed that she was wiping her tears with her head down. In fact, the corners of her mouth rose and her heart was excited. "Everyone is well, don't worry about it anymore." Has Your Majesty decided to put aside those unbearable past events and live with her? Although His Majesty has never been short of women, only a few have been lucky enough to meet him, and he is the only one who can talk to him. Ye Zhen knew for a long time that once she figured it out and put it aside, His Majesty would accept her, and even dote on her alone. She never cherishes the position of Jieyu who is not worthy of the name. What she wants is the sincerity of His Majesty, and then the mother will honor the world.
Knowing that the other party doesn't like crying women, Ye Zhen wiped away her tears for a while and then quieted down, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, your majesty, if you are busy with government affairs, go back first."
The more she pretended to be strong, the more worried Huo Shengzhe became. He caught a glimpse of a lot of books on the low table beside the bed. He took out one and said, "I'm fine. You're tired too. Go to sleep for a while. I'll sit here and accompany you. You. When you wake up, I will have dinner with you."
Where can Ye Zhen sleep, I wish I could tell him my heartfelt heartfelt right away, but also know not to be too hasty, so she shook her head with a wry smile, "I can't sleep, so I'll accompany you to read a book. Reading is good for peace of mind, and peace of mind won't do anything. I thought about it."
Huo Shengzhe showed pity, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He flipped through the book in his hand and changed the subject, "You are also reading "The Analects of Confucius"
Ye Zhen "reluctantly" squeezed out a smile, "No wonder the emperor named Confucius as a saint and praised him as the teacher of the world. After reading the "Analects", the ministers and concubines realized that there are such noble and noble people in the world." She said that. In one of the paragraphs, he said, "If the old man is still here, he will definitely be able to help His Majesty to keep the world safe and help the people. Look at this sentence - if you can use me, it will only be a month, and it will be successful in three years. What kind of mind and courage can you have? Putting this rhetoric aside, there is also Mencius's 'Achieving is good for the world, and poor is good for oneself'. My concubine has been upset recently, but after reading the writings of the two sages, I gradually feel that the world is vast, my body is small, and I am a little troubled.
Hearing this, Bai Fu nodded secretly, thinking to himself that it is no wonder that the emperor loves to come to Ganquan Palace. Among all the concubines, only Ye Jieyu is knowledgeable and brilliant, and can talk to His Majesty. The so-called Jieyuhua is probably like this.
However, Huo Shengzhe's reaction was different from what the two expected. He was not aroused to talk, but put down the book, his tone was a little perfunctory, "It's a pity that I don't have the blessing to listen to the teachings of the saints. Go to sleep, stop thinking about it, I will let the imperial physician order to stay in Ganquan Palace, if you feel unwell, you can call him immediately."
Ye Zhen desperately wanted to hold the other party, but didn't dare to make a mistake, so she had to obey her promise, and waited for the group to walk away before looking at Su'e, the maid of the palace, "Is this palace saying something wrong?"
After thinking for a long time, Su'e shook her head firmly, "Qiyi Niangniang, this servant doesn't think you said something wrong. Maybe Your Majesty has something to do."
Ye Zhen also lowered her eyes and pondered, and nodded in relief after a while. In any case, she has finally made it through now. As long as she is cautious in her words and actions, and takes every step of the way, she will one day be able to look down on the world side by side with the emperor. And those who stand in her way will eventually become the dust that will perish in the long river of time.
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Guan Suyi got off the sedan chair, stepped over the brazier, worshipped the high hall, and led into the bridal chamber. Zhao Luli lifted his hijab under the playful ridicule of the female family members. The two looked at each other quickly, then lowered their eyes, as if very shy. Everyone was captured by the beauty and glory of the bride, and because of the wealth of the other party's family and the prosperity of Long En, they did not dare to make trouble. In a short time, the news that the Guan family's first daughter was a peerless beauty spread, causing the envy of others.
Zhao Luli didn't expect the new lady to be so outstanding. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress and a dazzling flower crown, which made her skin more like a cream, her hair like a pile of snow, a pair of wonderful eyes, gleaming and unpredictable. Inhale. He had to look away quickly, like prey eager to escape some trap.
"If you're hungry, you can eat something to pad your stomach first. I'll treat the guests, and I'll come later." With a harsh tone, he left in a hurry.
Guan Suyi didn't answer, and waited for the others to walk away before raising her head, and took off the flower crown and jewelry with a cold expression. Memories of the previous life, which were deliberately sealed in dust, came one after another after being stimulated by the same scenes and characters. In the last big wedding, Zhao Luli was also dodging and dodging after he lifted his hijab, and his behavior was flustered, but there were also completely different aspects. For example, he left without saying a single thoughtful word to her or giving a decent reason, leaving her alone to wait for the dawn, leaving her weeping silently in embarrassment and fear.
Power is really useful. Is the treatment different because of different identities? As the grandson of the emperor and the daughter of Taichang, even if he does his own way like Zhao Luli, he can't be slow. Guan Suyi shook her head with a sneer, and finally lowered her eyes to think about how to spend the night of the bridal chamber. Zhao Luli never dared to leave her alone this time, but this was precisely what she didn't want.
The filth that has been thrown away in the last life, how can there be any reason to pick it up in this life