252 True and False

I deliberately killed a man without any justice process or trial.

Over the years, being a princess has brought me countless conveniences, but only this moment did I truly feel what it was like to be in power.

It's no wonder that so many people go crazy about power, and it's a wonderful feeling of being on top and in control, and there are things that you can't stop once you start. But because this feeling is so wonderful, I have a little fear for no reason—no one is really stupid, and what everyone chases is naturally excellent, and the problem is that there are so many clever and hard-working people in this world, and everyone is red-eyed and chasing after the camp, and it is almost impossible for someone like me, who is neither smart nor diligent, to fight over them.

What's more, although the killing of Wei Tuan'er was an order from me, it was actually whose will it was, but it was difficult to say.

I tried hard to recall my mother's expression, scrutinizing her every move, she already knew that Ah Huan was wronged, but she didn't make a decision immediately, but called me in and asked slowly. I don't know how many other people she has questioned in this way besides me, and I don't know whether she has already decided to trust Ah Huan and depose Wei Tuan'er, or does she have the heart to take advantage of the situation and control Ah Huan? She prepared the imperial doctor early, does she really feel sorry for me, or does she want to test my sincerity? In addition to Cui Er and Dugu Shao, is there anyone else who is aware of the matter between me and Ah Huan? Wei Tuan'er didn't have a clear position, but he just exercised his position with an honorary title, and he was transferred to the palace province and became the secretary of the sixth grade, which can be regarded as a demotion, but also a formal title, and my mother deliberately put her under me, is it to give her full authority to me, or to examine my thoughts about my mother?

I don't know anything, but I can only plunge into it, like a blind man groping his way on the edge of a cliff, and no one can tell whether the road ahead is an abyss or a smooth road.

I slept well and not badly this night, as if I was asleep, and as if I didn't sleep, I didn't feel any discomfort when I got up, but I didn't have any mental strength to sleep for a long time, I was like a puppet, I was dumbfounded and let people dress up and fiddle, and I walked out indifferently to play the role I should play. The summer morning sun was already dazzling, and it hurt slightly on my face, but I was willing to squint and look up at the distant sun, and let the sun shine on me everywhere, as if this would dispel the gloom in my heart.

The door of the main hall of Lichuntai opened, and the envoys from all over the place waited there early, and reported in detail the recent events - the harem is also like the previous dynasty, there is only one Yan Ji on three or five days, and today should not be the day of the assembly, but the people in the palace invariably chose this morning to rush to me, no matter what is okay, always search the stomach to have a few words with me, so as not to touch my moldy head at this critical time.

I ascended to the temple in a blank manner, and looked down at the flattering faces of these people from a distant distance in my seat. A few days ago, they were calm in front of me, half subordinate, half colleague, and after a few days, peace has turned into awe, whether this awe comes from the heart or only stays on the face, in short, this is the only face I can see—even Cui Mingde is no exception.

I wonder if my mother saw this face when she looked down from the throne?

After lunch, I went to Shangyang Palace, and added a few things to the things that everyone had thought of, and pretended to return to my mother, and finally said casually: "Wei Tuan'er was very arrogant when she went to report to the province yesterday, and she was killed by a hundred canes and carelessly. ”

Mother smiled indifferently, took my hand and put it in the palm of her hand, and gently covered it with the other hand: "Yesterday you drank very good green plums, and today I asked them to make some more, and Wan'er added some plum blossoms to it, can you taste it?" Turn out along the path, and see an open wood, the most lush place of the forest has left a place, set up a wooden frame, set up a rattan hanging basket like Ah Huan's residence, one side of the hanging basket is set up with a screen, a piano table, an incense burner, someone plays the flute behind the screen to serve, and the other side is set up a low table, a couch, Interstitial screen and other things, there are a row of bottles and jars on the table, not the gold, silver and jade commonly used in the palace, but they are all blue and white porcelain, there is a stove on the side of the long case, there are small palace people kneeling to take care of the tea, seeing that we are coming, they picked up the kettle, graceful walked to a few sides, Wan'er knelt down in front of a few early, one hand gently pinched the sleeve, the other hand took out the whole piece of tea from the teacan, Gently raised in the celadon cup, and reached out to take the kettle, stood up to pour water, and waited for the tea fragrance to overflow along the wall of the cup, and then took the tea net, filtered out the first water and then poured, after the tea was completed, he took a few green plums and a few spoons of plum juice with a small spoon, and added them to the cup one by one, shook the porcelain cup a few times, added a handful of dried plum blossoms to it, poured honey, and put it in the sea bowl full of broken ice for a while, and then got up and brought a cup of green plum drink to his mother: "Your Majesty." ”

Mother had already taken me to sit in the hanging basket, put one hand on my shoulder, slightly tilted her head to see Wan'er pour tea, and when she came over, she took it with one hand, pinched the porcelain cup and just played with it, because Wan'er turned around and took a cup for me, so she watched me take a sip, and after taking a sip herself, Fang smiled slightly: "How is it better than what you drank yesterday?"

I respectfully said: "The color, flavor and flavor are a hundred times better than yesterday." After another sip, he said to Wan'er: "It's still Wan'er's skill." ”

Wan'er smiled just right, saluted me, and after the flute sounded, the person behind the screen stepped forward to salute, and I realized that it was Ah Huan - I have known her for several years, but I never knew that she could play the flute so well.

I don't know how I should be feeling, everything in front of me is so strange, it's a little desperate, but my mood now is not important, the most important thing is my mother's mood.

I turned my head to look at my mother, saw that she took another sip of tea, handed the cup to the hands of the palace people, and gestured with her chin, Wan'er and Ah Huan gently pushed up the hanging basket left and right, the sun fell from the gap in the shade of the trees, and reflected a lot of colorful lights and shadows on the people, and the cool breeze blew from the forest, brushed over the body, relieved the summer heat, and there were birds singing high and low in the distance, the sound was crisp and pleasant.

For a moment, I could barely tell if I was awake or dreaming, and if I was, I must have gone back to a very long time ago, when nothing had happened.

I closed my eyes, held back the tears that were about to fill my eyes, and when I opened my eyes again, I held my mother with a smile, accompanied her to the best of today's joy, and left in the evening, and walked to the palace gate, and saw Qiqi waiting there from a distance, holding a small package in my hand, and personally handing it to my hand: "The lady said that there are some things to send to our king, and she is inconvenient outside the city, so ask the princess to forward it on her behalf, and don't lose it." ”

After saying that, he left, and did not stop for a moment.

I boarded the car alone and opened the package, which was unsurprisingly full of my old belongings: an old handkerchief, a pouch, a pair of concentric fangsheng, and two long locks of hair tied in one place. 166 Reading Network