Wu Qingyuan held a jar of wine, shuttled back and forth in the crowd, shouted loudly, drank spicy wine wantonly, did not refuse, he also deliberately found someone to hook his shoulder, who drank more in one breath in the competition, without exception, he won, and all of them were big wins, floating in the air, staggering. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Changhe couldn't stand it, and wanted to step forward to comfort him for a word or two, but he saw Wu Qingyuan's eyes red, put his finger to his mouth, and made a silent gesture at Wu Changhe, don't come over.

After a whole day of excitement, the Wu Mansion gradually calmed down, and the people went back and forth to clean up the house, but they felt the anger and sadness of the young master on this happy day.

Wu Qingyuan knelt on the table, his buttocks pouted, his face buried in the wine jar, and his mouth made a whining sound, as if he was laughing or crying.

The housekeeper stepped forward to help Wu Qingyuan, and asked someone to hand over a shirt for the young master to change into, and ordered the little maid to help Wu Qingyuan back to the room, he was a little different from the people in the house, in addition to feeling Wu Qingyuan's anger and sadness, the housekeeper also felt the helplessness and anger in the master's heart.

Anger, he also felt it from His Majesty and the Empress Dowager, who came to the palace today, since everyone was angry, then why did this strange wedding be held The housekeeper shook his head, unable to understand.

With a squeak, the door of the new house was opened, Wu Qingyuan staggered in, sat on the chair with his buttocks, his whole body was hot, and an unbearable heat wave rushed straight to his head from his heart and chest, and he picked up the teapot and poured it violently, which could not relieve the heat at all, he tore off the clothes on his chest, revealing his bloody chest, and the wine flowed down the wound, he only felt inexplicable pleasure.

Yuqing, who was under the big red hijab, lifted the hijab by herself and walked behind Wu Qingyuan: "Childe, are you angry?"

"No, not at all, why should I be angry, the emperor's grace is mighty, I can't be grateful, how can I be angry?" Wu Qingyuan said, slamming the teapot in his hand on the table.

How could he not be angry, the flames of anger burned in his chest, he felt that he had been deceived, deceived by everyone, and the last thing that should have deceived him was His Majesty the Emperor.

"Childe, why are you angry?" asked Yuqing.

Wu Qingyuan snorted coldly: "I'm not angry at all, why ...... to talk about it"

He didn't continue, yes, why am I so angry? Just because His Majesty let me get married? Shaking his head violently, Wu Qingyuan suddenly laughed at himself, I am really a glass heart, what a big deal, just make it clear. Thinking about this, Wu Qingyuan knocked himself on the head hard, grinning for a while, and the wound in his chest hurt a little, but he couldn't care so much, he needed to enter the palace quickly, see Your Majesty, and explain everything clearly.

Wu Qingyuan carefully took out a shiny glass ball from his cuff and smiled stupidly, this is a small gift for His Majesty, he kept it well.

Yuqing poured a glass of wine and handed it to Wu Qingyuan: "Son, today is the wedding day of you and me, you want to enter the palace, I can't stop it, but please drink this glass of wine." ”

Wu Qingyuan's eyes did not leave the glass ball, took the wine glass, isn't it just a glass of wine, just drink it, raise his head and open his mouth, he suddenly stopped his movements, looked at the wine glass in front of him, the wine was clear, although it was light and light, but it was placed in a dark green wine glass, which looked particularly deep, like a pair of turquoise eyes: "There will be no drugs in this glass of wine, right?"

He once dug a tunnel to go to the Qianqing Palace, but he was stunned once by His Majesty the Emperor and lay in bed for a whole month.

Yuqing's face was sad, the corners of her mouth were pulled up, she smiled far-fetched, took the wine glass, and drank it all: "Childe, look, there is no drug." ”

Saying that, he poured another glass of wine, Wu Qingyuan smiled stupidly: "I was scared by Your Majesty, and I was worried." "Three sentences are inseparable from His Majesty the Emperor.

Raised his head and drank, got up and took two steps out, Wu Qingyuan suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and at the moment when he fell, he said in a daze: "Ah, why is it a drug again." ”

It has been two hours since the Empress Dowager returned to the palace, and the ancestor has searched the palace all over the palace, but he has never seen His Majesty's figure, even the little eunuch Yu Qing shook his head, saying that he didn't know where His Majesty went, only that His Majesty had been lying on the ground of the Qianqing Palace for a long time, looking at the bed and being silent.

The old ancestor instantly understood that the emperor was waiting, waiting for Wu Qingyuan to appear in the Qianqing Palace like the night before he killed the Tai Domain, but he didn't wait.

The Empress Dowager asked the Emperor where His Majesty had gone? The little eunuch replied that His Majesty had gone out with the box in his arms, and he did not know where he had gone.

The ancestor ordered someone to go to the imperial study to find it, and she sat in the Qianqing Palace, holding a gift box for the emperor in her hand, the gift box contained her daughter's small jewelry, delicate and cute, worthless, but with the emperor's character will like it very much, the Queen Mother is very careful to choose, looking at everything neat around, the Queen Mother is inexplicably a little blocked.

The little eunuch came back and told him that there was no Majesty in the imperial study.

The old ancestor ordered someone to go to the south study to look for it, she walked to the desk, looked through some books, one of which was "Yongle Canon" was extremely heavy, put in an inconspicuous small corner by His Majesty the Emperor, the Empress Dowager opened it, and was immediately stunned, her eyes were slightly red, and the middle of the book was hollowed out, becoming a box that was not easy to be noticed, the box stored needles and threads, and a half-embroidered handkerchief, the handiwork was not fine, it was obviously the product of closed doors, and the hook stitches were rough.

His Majesty the Emperor is just a little woman after all.

The little eunuch came back again, and told him that there was no trace of His Majesty in the south study.

"What about the rockery in the Imperial Garden? What about Chuxiu Palace? Have you found any of these places? I can't find the emperor, and you all have to die for the mourning family!" The Empress Dowager became angry and angry: "Are you hiding from the mourning family? Are you demonstrating to the mourning family?"

Li Yuanhao held the box and walked on the road to the palace, but he did not appear, extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

So she could only hold the box that would always belong to her, hugging the box, she not only hugged peace of mind, but also hugged the last trace of comfort.

The palm of her hand caressed the box, and her tears finally couldn't stop, ticking down on the surface of the box, gathering together, like a small river stretching into the distance.

Li Yuanhao walked in the palace with the box, the wind blew on her body, but she didn't feel the cold, and the lights in the palace shortened and lengthened her shadow, and so on, just like her life.

Tightening the box in his arms, Li Yuanhao walked into the empty Fengxian Hall alone, slumped on the chair, the night sky was bright, the stars were shining, it had nothing to do with her.

The Fengxian Hall is dedicated to the father and mother who have returned to the sky.

I don't know how long it took, Li Yuanhao spread out a piece of paper, studied the ink, and wrote down the three words "Wu Qingyuan" with a pen.

Her words are still so good-looking, beautiful and funny.

Looking at the three words on the paper, Li Yuanhao was stunned for a long time.

A lot of images flashed, then disappeared, flashed again, disappeared again, happy, sad, moved, helpless......

In the end, they all converged into Wu Qingyuan's face, and he brought not only comfort, but also sadness.

"Don't!" Gently pasted the piece of paper and put it in the box, and Li Yuanhao closed the lid steadily.

She put the past in the box, and what she put in it was what she wanted to forget, and what she remembered.

At this time, the Queen Mother walked in from outside, across a table, with anger on her face, are you using this method to reproach and question the mourning family.

"Grandma, there are too many loopholes, this morning Yuqing came to Qianqing Palace, I will know your plans, in fact, you don't have to do this at all, just tell me, I will write the holy decree, and everything will be done according to your instructions." Li Yuanhao said lightly: "Grandma, I understand, for the sake of Da Wei, for revenge, so ...... I'm fine, really. ”

The anger of the old ancestor suddenly disappeared, only sadness and guilt remained, looking at Li Yuanhao's soft face with persistence, stubborn like the grass drilled out of the cracks in the stone in the spring, flying with the wind, suddenly her heart was like a knife: "Yuan Ying...... Grandmother...... I...... I...... I'm sorry for you!"