What the Emperor was looking forward to. Wan'er could vaguely guess her intentions, but she didn't know it—it was better to keep silent than to ramble with vague guesses, so as not to say too much and make too many mistakes—with her head down, she played chess wholeheartedly, and only dutifully called out "Your Majesty" when the emperor refused to leave the son for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the emperor opened his mouth first: "Call me Qi Niang." ”

Wan'er knew that this was a great concession to her—the fact that the emperor himself came to visit her and did not condemn him was already a great concession—and she should be worthy of sainthood and thanksgiving to heaven, and the funny thing was that if this was the case, it would be completely contrary to the emperor's original intention. Thinking about it this way, etiquette and human affection are two things that are incompatible in the world, and the emperor is based on etiquette and law to be at the top of the generation and command the world, no wonder most of them are cold-hearted and hard-hearted, and they disregard human feelings.

Wan'er smiled unconsciously, cleaned up the mess, and put the chips that should be lost in the emperor's palm: "Your Majesty has won." ”

The emperor stared at Wan'er with his hand in the air, and after a while, he slowly withdrew it, and threw the handful of copper coins on the case: "No." Slowly got off the bed, walked out of the door, and when he arrived at the door, he stopped, and turned to look at Wan'er: "I see that you are almost raised, and you will come back tomorrow." ”

Wan'er bowed down and promised, carefully sent her out of the hall, as soon as she arrived in front of the people, she eliminated the vague attachment to the soft state of Fangcai, but did not see the majesty, just indifferent as courtesy, Wan'er led the people of the palace to kneel and bow, the holy car traveled far before getting up, Xiao Xi did not know when to come to her side, and gently called "Lady", Wan'er understood, only took her into the dormitory, Xiao Xi specially looked around the doors and windows, and then said to Wan'er: "The Buddha slave came to pass the letter, it is said that he heard the holy car coming here to come here." ”

Wan'er smiled: "She is very well-informed. ”

Xiao Xi was puzzled: "Your Majesty is the supreme in the palace, and everyone is watching the news of Your Majesty everywhere, and knows where the holy car is going, isn't it natural?"

Wan'er raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Have you arranged the futon just now, thinking that Your Majesty should stay here tonight? What is the result? Where is the Holy Driver going now, Jixian Hall or Zhenguan Palace, do you know?"

Xiao Xi frowned and thought about it, Fang showed a look of surprise, but he didn't think so: "She is in charge of the harem, and she only looks at things such as lights and candles, drums, and honor guards, and it is not too difficult to guess." ”

Wan'er smiled and said nothing, Xiao Xi observed the words, and said busily: "The Buddha said that the lady of the king of Luling told the lady that there are three things. The first is to ask for advice, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had a Lady Li, and Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty had a Zuo noble concubine, what are the similarities between the circumstances of these two people? Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty had a Li Ji, and Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty had an Empress Jia, what is the difference between the circumstances of these two people? The second is that he wants to ask His Majesty, following the example of the provincial library, to set up a library in the inner library, and to ask a library in the palace to select the history of the daughter who is proficient in pen and ink, the inner servant, and transcribe the "Minister's Track", "The Biography of the Daughters", and "The Great Cloud Classic" , Divide the various divisions in the palace, so as to study up and down, and finally said that the king of Linzi is about to become married, and he has always been seen by the palace, and wants to set up a banquet to thank the women who have been familiar with each other in the past, Ling Cheng, and hope that the lady can also appreciate the light. She has learned a lot of allusions recently, and she stumbled to write down all the words of such a large article, and it is difficult for the Buddha and the slave to see that they don't read much, but they can convey the words clearly.

Wan'er thought about the Buddha slave for a while, and then read the words "King of Linzi" again, and then said: "King Luling Dalang... Now it's about to reach the age of the crown?" Seeing that Xiao Xi pinched his fingers to count, he laughed: "You don't have to forget it, you can talk back to the other side tomorrow and say thank you for the kindness of the princess, I will definitely go to the banquet." ”

She felt sullen in her heart, there was an indescribable discomfort, this discomfort was not the first time, a long time ago, when Taiping woke up from a dream for the first time and called her "Your Majesty" in fear, she had this feeling, and she also felt this way when she knew the news of Da Lang's death. In the past, this feeling passed quickly, after all, she always knew exactly what she wanted, and knew that those people, those feelings, were like the gold, silver, and jade that she carried on her back when climbing the mountain, although precious, but in the journey it was an obstacle, and far less important than the necessities such as drinking water, and sacrifice was necessary in order to reach the top. Now it is different, she has occupied the peak, facing the scenery on the top of the mountain for many years, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, she is tired of seeing it now, but the ordinary scenery at the foot of the mountain, because she has not seen it for a long time, has become beautiful and mysterious again, so that she can't help but long.

But the world has long been accustomed to standing on the top of the mountain, whether it is her son, nephew, minister, or... Wan'er.

Wan'er.

She read the name softly, but what appeared in front of her was Shangguan Yi's face, which should have been annihilated in her vague memory early, and disappeared along with hundreds of dead people she knew, but because of his little daughter and grandson, that little thing called Wan'er, returned to her heart.

Will Wan'er hate her? This question was not a problem for her for a long time, but now it quietly surfaced in her mind. In the past, she was not afraid of this thought, no matter whether Wan'er hated her or not, Wan'er could only rely on her, like vines attached to trees, like trickles attached to rivers and seas. But the trees on the top of the mountain, lonely for a long time, can not be separated from the company of vines, no matter how vast the river and sea, if there is no trickle to return, it is just a pool of rotten water, Wan'er hates her or not, can only be attached to her, but attachment and attachment are different.

She wants the sincerity of the little things, the sincerity of completeness, the uniqueness of the pure, the unadulterated. Taiping always reminds her that she is still a mother, and Wan'er can remind her that she is still a woman - she clearly knows that no matter how she claims to be the reincarnation of the Buddha and the birth of the Heavenly Maiden, she is still just a... Person.

She looked at Wan'er quietly, this little thing was signaled by her, and had knelt down in front of the desk, holding up the pen to wait for her edict, the little thing must not have thought of what she was going to say next, thinking of this, she felt secretly happy, and the next words became less difficult to say: "I... A hundred years later, the heir emperor should be rehabilitated by Shangguanyi. ”

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