Concubine Shu's steps stopped suddenly. She put the hand on the back of Aunt Rongxin's hand secretly and squeezed hard, causing Rongxin to groan.
"Why does that old woman want to get involved in the uprising? She has been so free in Foyinzhai these past few years." She complained angrily, but had to give in. No matter how much His Majesty didn't like her, he still gave him The honor of her empress dowager.
As a daughter-in-law, no matter how dissatisfied she is, she still has to put on a show.
It's just that the old woman hasn't been involved in the harem for a long time, why at this time...
She felt guilty and couldn't help but look towards Qianqing Palace. There were many people moving in front of Qianqing Palace, and she could only vaguely see the goose-yellow thin shirt of the woman surrounded by maids.
It is an extremely fresh and tender yellow color, very much like the first jasmine flower that blooms in early spring. This flower is not common in Dayan's court. The ancestors and queens thought that this flower was the most common. It bloomed in spring and was very good at flattering people. It was the most common flower. It is lowly and cannot match the status of the royal family. If the palace concubine imitates the same, she will never look down on this flower again.
In early spring, there are no flowers to put in the vase, and I don't want to touch this flower.
Occasionally there are one or two clusters blooming in the corner, which is really rare.
This woman is like a winter jasmine, the most humble servant. She has been flattered for so long, but she can still be remembered by His Majesty. It was because she was young and could not see the charm of this woman.
She stared at the goose-yellow color, her eyes almost bursting with fire, and her jealousy had nowhere to vent.
The back of Rong Xin's hand turned white, and she couldn't bear the pain, so she had to call out, "Mother, please don't forget the most important thing."
Concubine Shu took a sharp breath and said, "It would have been better to have poisoned her directly, instead of dragging her feet and showing off her flaws like this."
Seeing her let go of her hand, Rong Xin immediately put her hand behind her back, where Concubine Shu couldn't see it, and rubbed the area she had pinched.
On the other side of the white marble steps in the side hall of Qianqing Palace, Prince Rong looked at him with his hands. He was over fifty years old, and he had the affluence of a middle-aged man on his waist and abdomen, but he did not look old. His dark hair was tied up high with a hair crown. He is tall, but from the back, he looks like a 30-year-old man.
Now that he is in great power, his eyes are glowing green, and the energy bursting out of his muddy old eyes is several times more than when he was young.
He squinted at all this, and his subordinate whispered from the side: "Do I need to call the queen over?"
Seeing his daughter's expression of clearly showing her emotions on her face, he waved his hand and said, "Shu'er has been spoiled by this king. It would be a bad thing to ask her to come over now. You can handle the affairs of the palace maid, and no one who knows about it will be left behind." Live mouth.”
The subordinate looked troubled. After several hesitations, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "What happened in Qianqing Palace cannot be hidden from your majesty."
He lifted up his robe and knelt down. He cupped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, I forgive my incompetence."
Prince Rong rubbed his chin, his eyes filled with arrogance, "There's no need to hide it from him. Get rid of the evidence. If he can't produce the evidence, even the emperor can't do anything to me now."
The factions in the court are fighting, the same parties are fighting against those who are different, and the forces of all parties are deeply involved. Even if Lu Jieming is iron-blooded, his words are true, and his memorials are not fake, it will not be the case that half of the power in the court is now in his pocket.
The subordinate responded and stood behind him again. The summer heat had not yet arrived, and the sun was actually scorching. However, after a moment, Concubine Shu had already started to pick up the handkerchief to wipe her sweat.
Prince Rong looked at him from a distance and sighed. Although he was reproaching, his tone was full of doting, "My daughter, I have been spoiled by my king. She has been spoiled. Today's sudden incident cannot affect the political situation." , but will still be affected and implicated "Your Majesty is wise, and the clues will be found sooner or later. She can't wait any longer. After the incident is completed, there is no time to kill the woman. She has to stand in such a big sun right now. "
The subordinate agreed, "The young master is the apple of the prince's eye, and nothing he does can be considered too high."
"She just relies on her father to still have some abilities. Alas, the king and the princess have such a woman under their knees. Naturally, they will give her everything they have." Prince Rong raised his voice, "In the end, she is not good at meeting people." Shu is also my responsibility, but this will all come to an end.”
"Go ahead and give her the freshly harvested tangerines. She has loved eating sour ones since she was a child, so maybe she likes them."
Prince Rong's eyes turned from Concubine Shu to Xu Lianlang. How much the emperor felt sorry for her. Before she left the front hall of Qianqing Palace, the sedan chair was already ready. Even the queen could not compare to this favor.
Thinking of this, the cruelty in his eyes became more and more obvious. If Lu Jieming hadn't let down his precious daughter, he wouldn't have done all this. The queen's position is now vacant, does Lu Jieming really intend to leave it to this woman? How could his daughter be oppressed by such a woman?
He raised his eyelids and looked lazily at the magnificent Qianqing Palace in front of him, "Sooner or later, I will become the master of this place."
He raised his lips and smiled, already having the image of himself wearing royal robes in his mind, "As for this boy Lu Jieming, if Shu'er still likes him, it would be good to be a male favorite."
He should have sat on the dragon chair in the Jinluan Hall long ago.
He dusted off the non-existent dust on his sleeves and stood with his hands behind his hands. In the late spring with endless catkins, in this place where the epidemic broke out, he almost greedily sucked the air in the sky under his feet.
No matter how prosperous the fiefdom is, the city is full of golden armor, but it is not as good as a bluestone brick under the city of Kyoto.
……
Foyinzhai was built in recent years. The Buddha statues are heavy and made of gold. However, there is only one memorial tablet dedicated to the late emperor Lingding. There is only one futon placed directly under the tablet. There is a person kneeling on the futon. Wearing a long gown and clasping her hands together, she just lit the incense and kowtowed three times at the tablet.
When she straightened up again, she heard the sound of a carriage rolling across the bluestone road. She clenched the string of Buddhist beads in her hand tightly. The beads were round and stuck in her palm, and they could still make some moon-white marks. Xu Lianlang hadn't seen Rong Bin for a long time. No, it was time to call her the Queen Mother.
Speaking of which, she was the last person I saw before she died. At that time, she was still beautiful, as showy and gorgeous as a peony flower. She was born with a soft and bully face, which I felt pity for, but in reality, she was so tough. Force her to the cliff of the abyss.
Although she did not insert the arrow feathers into her chest with her own hands, she could still be regarded as the beheading knife in the executioner's hand.
At the beginning, when she was still hesitating whether to help or not, Rong Bin grabbed her arm and made her face the arrow head-on.
The arrow penetrated into Xu Lianlang's flesh, but Rong Bi was not injured at all.
Xu Lianlang never thought that when he saw Rong Bin again, he would be in such a scene, with sandalwood lingering in the air. She was kneeling with her back bent, the hem of the coarse cloth falling around her, and the bulge on her back could be vaguely seen. Butterfly bone.
A pair of bones are exquisite and beautiful, like jade.
The beauty of a beautiful woman lies in the bones, not the skin.
Her exposed skin has long been as sallow as an old tree, but her bones are still as beautiful as ever. If it weren't for the fact that her back was too rickety when she stood up, Xu Lianlang would have thought that Nuwa Empress was so unfair that she even pinched the beauty's mud. They are all the corruption of time.
The Buddha's light in the hall has not diminished, making Concubine Rong's face look like a Bodhisattva. The incense has been lingering for six years, but it still has some influence on her.
However, as soon as she opened her mouth, it was already proven that the change was only on the surface, "Lian Lang."
Her voice didn't change much, it was full of intimacy.
Xu Lianlang subconsciously took a step back, keeping away from her intimate tone and actions. She did not say a word. She was unwilling to mention everything that happened six years ago. Rong Bin... was Lu Jieming's mother after all.
"Are you so inseparable from me?" She said, reaching out to hold Xu Lianlang's hand, but in the end she only missed it, "Look at me. After you die, my life will be worse than death. You don’t have to blame me, let alone hate me, I have already received my retribution.”
"Shouldn't my Majesty and I be separated? You have started to be sick and talk nonsense again. The arrow pierced your chest. Do you know how painful it is? Have you ever seen the world of death? It's really funny. Why do you think your Majesty should do it? I feel like your retribution can offset my pain.”
Rong Bin is always like this, she always takes it for granted, and always thinks that she is the most miserable person in the world.
Xu Lianlang frowned, her chest felt tight, and the skin injured by the arrow suddenly began to hurt again. She closed her eyes tiredly, and Li Ri supported her arm from behind.
When she opened her eyes again, a layer of mist had quickly accumulated in her eyes. She bit her lips to prevent those vulgar words from coming out of her mouth. She endured it again and again, and finally just asked, "If you want, my Majesty?" If you come to me, show some sincerity and answer my three questions.”
Rong Bin was choked and hesitated immediately.
Xu Lianlang was naturally no longer the little girl who could be manipulated casually. Rong Bin held on to the door frame, her eyes rolling in her sockets. After smelling the sandalwood for a long time, it made her feel sick straight into her head.
Xu Lianlang chuckled lightly, seeing her hesitation in his eyes. For a moment, the two of them were not equal, and the passive one turned into Rong Bin, "I think your Majesty asked me to come here, and it wasn't just to reminisce about old times. These three questions, Madam If you don’t answer, I don’t think I need to stand here and wait for the queen to say something crazy.”
She bit the word "crazy" very hard, and her cold eyes fell on Rong Bin.
Rong Bin was hesitant, but already in a passive position, she had no choice but to agree.
She was Lu Jieming's mother before, so she could be aloof, but now, Lu Jieming doesn't even want to look at her again.
"Okay, my dear, listen carefully. The first question is, is the madness just a feign?"
She used an affirmative sentence, but Rong Bin was about to refute, and then said: "In front of the late emperor's tablet, do you still want to tell lies?"
This seemed to be Rong Bin’s Achilles’ heel. She was stunned for a moment, “It wasn’t there at first, but it was later.”
It was really painful at first, and it was difficult to face everything in Shuyun Pavilion. Later, when the situation improved, she gradually got better. But she had already enjoyed the many benefits of being unreasonable when she was ill. A madman can ignore the world, It's great that she can be ruthless. She really doesn't need to pretend when she is pretending to be sick.
Xu Lianlang was not very surprised. He asked her today, but it was just to seek confirmation. If he found out the truth, he felt sad. The scene of Lu Jieming kneeling in front of her and accepting her punches and kicks resurfaced.
He was only ten years old at that time. He was implicated by her and abandoned by the emperor. His little body had been working hard to protect his mother and concubine from wind and rain.
But she never thought that her mother-in-law only used him as an outlet to vent her anger.
As stubborn as a young man is, he is also innocent.
The seeds were planted by the adults, but the buds were carried by his thin shoulders. The grievances and grievances of the adults were transferred to him, and his young shoulders had already carried them.
(End of chapter)
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