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Wei Beihou couldn't help sighing, and looked at his daughter again, some words were not said in the end.

Because the rumors back then were far more than that, it was said that it was originally just a trivial matter, but because of his sister Concubine Shu's encouragement, the first emperor was so angry, and finally sent Empress Qiao into the cold palace, which caused Empress Qiao to die of depression soon after.

Although they didn't have much contact with Queen Qiao before, but later, Queen Qiao was so good to Cheng Huan, and Cheng Huan also liked Queen Qiao very much.

Mrs. Weibei Hou also looked at her daughter's expression, and planned to tear away the conversation: "So many years have passed, no matter what, Queen Qiao can't match the woman Zhan Songlin said, let's not think about it here, since he showed his mouth today, he will be in the light in the future, we are in the dark, if you dare to come to entangle, you will always show your traces." ”

When Queen Qiao died, Cheng Huan was only eight years old, but later, she didn't forget to worship every year, I'm afraid she always remembered it in her heart.

Bai Chenghuan listened to his father and mother speak, silent, and the heart was indeed sad.

Her memory is good, but eight years have passed, and every time she thinks of Queen Qiao, she actually blurs her face a little.

After so many years, the deepest memory engraved in her heart is not the peerless elegance and smiling appearance of Queen Qiao in Shangyang Palace, and the various heavy rewards she gives her at every turn, but the eyes of Queen Qiao who often look at her.

The first time I saw Empress Qiao was when Xu Chenghuan was four years old - maybe she had seen Empress Qiao earlier, but she didn't remember.

Queen Qiao straightened, sat on a high phoenix seat, watched her kneel and salute in a proper manner, and then got up, walked slowly in front of her, let her get up, stared at her for a long time, but suddenly reached out and hugged her in her arms.

You're Cheng Huan. She said softly, more like an inexplicable sigh.

Queen Qiao has a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes, noble and soft, like the spring water of ice and snow melting, and like the lazy warm sun on a spring afternoon, she is in her arms, as if she is in the arms of her mother, and she is not afraid of life at all because this is the queen of the mother's world.

On that day, the noble queen liked her like her, and she didn't let go of her in her arms for a long time, and the maids of the palace who served Queen Qiao in Shangyang Palace were all surprised, but they all smiled and praised her for her good fortune, and voted for the queen's mother.

She was young at the time, and she only thought that the queen mother was very good to her, and it was not until she grew up later that she realized how rare such a good thing was.

Queen Qiao doesn't like children very much, there are only three princes in the palace, but there are four princesses, but none of the princesses she has ever hugged with her own hands.

Just because of this hug, coupled with the later love and grace, the princesses in the palace are not as faceless as her in front of the queen, because those princesses are very kind to her on the surface, but secretly, none of them like her.

But such a person who loved her in every way died in vain.

For so many years, she has also been wondering, Empress Qiao, what did she provoke the first emperor to anger back then? How could she go a few days after being beaten into the cold palace? Even the first emperor hated her to the core, and when she died, her anger did not dissipate for a moment, and she ordered Xiao Shaoyun not to be posthumously sealed -- in this way, how embarrassing should the descendants be when they worship at the imperial mausoleum?

But what's even more strange is that until his death, the first emperor never abolished the throne of Empress Qiao.

In the monstrous hatred, there is still the last trace of love, the first emperor to Queen Qiao, now it seems that he is actually in love and hate.

"Emperor Xian and Empress Qiao, back then, were they happy with each other?"

In her memory, the most favored woman by the side of the first emperor was her aunt Concubine Shu, so what kind of weight did Queen Qiao occupy in the heart of the first emperor?

Mrs. Weibei Hou was a little helpless, she knew that if she opened her head, it would not be so easy to contain. But if you follow the words, the more she talks about it, the more she thinks of Queen Qiao, the more sad she feels?

Wei Beihou patted his wife's hand and signaled her to be calm for a while, and then opened his mouth to answer the question of his depressed daughter:

"Empress Qiao and the first emperor are a young couple, all the way from the crown princess to the queen, and they have always been deeply loved by the first emperor...... If it weren't for the appearance of your aunt, maybe, there would not be these things later, the queen has never been something that ordinary people can do, the queens of all dynasties and dynasties, there are only a handful of people who can start and finish well, and Queen Qiao is just one of them, the scenery is still miserable, but it is all the emperor's thoughts. So Cheng Huan, you don't have to take everything in the past to heart, people always have to look forward. ”

Wei Beihou didn't want to mention his daughter's sadness before, but at this time, he felt that this was also an opportunity.

If it is said that the death of the daughter and even the resurrection of the dead is a hideous and terrible wound for their Xu family, then blindly covering this wound in the past, not touching it, is not the best policy, it is always necessary to face the one to touch, it is better to take advantage of this to say it clearly, so as not to keep the daughter depressed in her heart.

After all, no matter who is killed by the hands of their most beloved person, it is unforgettable, and all thoughts are lost.

And what he wanted to see was a daughter who was as fresh as before, not the cautious and lifeless daughter he was now.

Mrs. Weibei Hou is also infinitely emotional.

If the sister-in-law didn't enter the palace back then, maybe the first emperor would have one less favorite concubine by his side, and Cheng Huan would not have had the opportunity to have too much contact with Xiao Shaoyun, who was the crown prince back then, and he would not end up ......

What my father and mother mean, Bai Chenghuan understands.

People's hearts are inherently fickle, let alone an emperor who owns the world and has 3,000 beauties in the harem?

Empress Qiao and the first emperor also had a deep relationship with each other, but in the end, they also ended up in the cold palace.

And herself, the fault is that she shouldn't love Xiao Shaoyun as an ordinary man.

If she only talked about the emperor, turning her face and being ruthless, it was originally a common thing, but she herself was too stupid, and she let go of her sincerity to trample on the cold person on the dragon throne.

"The hard work of her father and mother, my daughter can understand that my daughter will not suffer for the past, let herself suffer in vain, and worry her father. ”

Wei Beihou and his wife glanced at each other, both nodded with satisfaction, but quietly swallowed back what they really wanted to say.

Such an unforgettable pain, after all, is not something that can be completely forgotten in a moment, and if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, if your daughter can slowly think about it, and then let her find her lover again, it will be easier than now.

The couple and Bai Chenghuan talked some more gossip, and the Marquis of Weibei told Bai Chenghuan about the news in the palace.

“…… He's unconscious now, which is good news at first glance, but when he wakes up, he doesn't know what kind of waves he is going to make!"

Wei Beihou was really conflicted in his heart. Not only did he wish that Xiao Shaoyun would die immediately, but he also felt that it was too cheap for him to die at this time, and it was easy to cause turmoil in the world.

Regarding this matter, Bai Chenghuan has his own thoughts.

"Daddy, mother, if he really wakes up, you can send me to the palace immediately. ”

"What?" Wei Beihou and his wife lost their voices together, and Mrs. Wei Beihou stood up at once, grabbed Bai Chenghuan's hand, and reprimanded:

"What kind of foolish idea are you! Could it be that because he came to the door to entangle, we will send you to the palace to avoid trouble for the Xu family? Your father and I will never let you enter the palace again!"

Mrs. Weibei Hou looked excited, her words were sonorous, Bai Chenghuan felt a warmth in her heart, and quickly stood up and explained:

"Mother, listen to her daughter's words. What kind of person is Xiao Shaoyun, to this day, others don't know, can't you see clearly?"

Bai Chenghuan comforted the excited Mrs. Weibei Hou and said slowly, the crisp sound was like a spring water, so that Mrs. Weibei Hou's anxiety slowly dissipated, and she began to calm down.

"Xiao Shaoyun is not only like a madman now, but people can't deal with it with common sense, and his suspicion is thousands of times worse than before!"

Wei Beihou nodded in agreement, this is true.

"I think that after I entered Beijing, he was able to target me so quickly, and it was always related to the fact that I was the same as before, and I did not deliberately avoid it, and if I had been cautious from the beginning, his eyes would not have been on me. Now that it has come to this point, it is better for us to take the initiative to attack, you send me to the palace, don't say crazy and stupid, just say that I think I am the former Empress Xiaoyuan, then he will not believe it anymore no matter what."

Mrs. Weibei Hou was stunned, Cheng Huan actually thought so in her heart?

But after a little thought, she felt that this method was promising.

Today's Xiao Shaoyun, I'm afraid it's just like the average suspicious person, the more you dodge, the more he wants to explore, if you send it to the door yourself, he will start to suspect that you have ulterior motives, and he won't believe it easily.

The three of them were relatively silent for a while, and Wei Beihou finally made a decision: "If he can wake up at that time, I will go to the temptation first, and if it is feasible, I will follow Cheng Huan's idea." ”

Bai Chenghuan nodded, said a few more words, and saw that the night was really late, so he said goodbye to his parents and went out to go back to his Huanyi Pavilion.

Along the way, the summer heat has subsided a lot, and the occasional cicadas and frogs chirping by the lake, the night has become more and more quiet.

When passing by the tall phoenix tree by the lake, Bai Chenghuan looked up for a long time.

Under the shadow of the lamp, she was the only one standing here.

"Xiao Shaoyun, I only hope that this time, you don't disappoint me. ”

In the night, Bai Chenghuan muttered to himself.

When the east was white, the emperor on the dragon bed in the Zhaoyang Hall finally opened his eyes slowly.

What catches your eye is a large area of red, which is the same as the scene of Cheng Huan and a river of blood in a dream.

Xiao Shaoyun stretched out his hand to block it in front of him, only to find that there was no way to avoid it.

Such a sea of blood-like scene, I am afraid that this life and this life will be engraved in his eyes and hearts, and if Cheng Huan does not return for a day, he will not be able to forget it for a day.

"What time is it?"

Xiao Shaoyun, with a slightly hoarse voice, woke up the drowsy imperial doctors and ministers around the dragon bed.

King Jin, who was fighting with his upper and lower eyelids, immediately pounced, grabbed Xiao Shaoyun's hand, and tears almost fell:

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, you're finally awake! You're scared to death Xiao Shi!"

All night, King Jin kept thinking, what should he do if something really happened to the imperial brother?

If he loses the only relative of the imperial brother, he will really be left alone!

Xiao Shaoyun rolled his eyes, and then he found something unusual--shouldn't the King of Jin be in the Jin Palace? How could he enter the palace without permission?

And he didn't know anything!

He raised his head slightly, and saw the black and oppressive heads in front of the bed, all kneeling on the ground, but they did not bow their heads as respectfully as before, but looked at him excitedly and inexplicably!

This kind of scene is too familiar, and when my father was on a big trip, it was also like this, and the dormitory was full of people......

"What's going on?Didn't I say that idle people can't easily enter and leave the Zhaoyang Palace?!" Xiao Shaoyun said in a deep tone.

As soon as he heard that the emperor woke up, the first important thing was this, and Xi Zeyan, who had stayed up all night, suddenly became angry and didn't know what to say!

"Your Majesty, you suddenly fell unconscious last night, and the ministers were afraid that the emperor's dragon body would not be safe, so they came to keep vigil. Imperial Doctor, quickly diagnose the emperor's pulse!"

Song Wenru knelt on the ground and spoke first.

The emperor was able to wake up and look like he was fine, which really made him feel very relieved that a big stone fell to the ground.

You must know that in case the emperor can't wake up, according to the teacher's wishes, but let King Jin ...... That's it, the emperor is safe and sound, which is the most important thing.

Imperial Physician Zhang was about to step forward to diagnose the emperor's pulse, Liu Defu saw that the emperor woke up, and the tears of excitement like the King of Jin were about to fall.

Xiao Shaoyun sat up with Liu Defu's hand, the brocade quilt slipped through the soft satin bedrobe and fell, and the young emperor looked inexplicably haggard.

However, he quickly brushed away Imperial Physician Zhang's outstretched hand, and his cold gaze swept over the kneeling people in front of him, and finally fixed on King Jin, staring at King Jin with a stick of incense.

The Zhaoyang Hall suddenly became dead silent, and there was no sound.

Originally, the weather was hot, and a few imperial doctors couldn't endure such silent torture, and they broke out in a cold sweat, beads of sweat the size of beans, and fell on the floor tiles.

King Jin was inexplicably looked at by Xiao Shaoyun, and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Huang, why are you looking at your brother like this? Hurry up and let the Imperial Doctor diagnose your pulse!"

The gloom between Xiao Shaoyun's eyebrows quickly spread to his eyes, and the King of Jin who looked directly at it was gloomy in his heart, what is wrong with the imperial brother? Such eyes are so scary!

"The Emperor's ......"

Song Wen was really worried about the emperor, and was about to open his mouth to persuade the emperor to quickly let the imperial doctor diagnose the pulse, when he heard the emperor's cold voice sound, just like the wind of counting nine cold days, which instantly froze all the enthusiasm in his heart.

"Everyone, Aiqing, do you really think that I am critically ill and are busy supporting a new lord to replace me?!