Lucky to be a child, Lang into the heart of a teenager, twenty and five years, Lang's heart is one person, my heart is also floating, I am no longer in the red dust, and the emperor is finally in love. —Xie Houshu

In just a few words, the slender and upright small block letters were written on the letterhead, Bao Qi read it over and over again, knowing it in her heart, and pounding, even with an indescribable taste, what kind of person she has become and what role she has played over the years, she wants to laugh dumbly, but she feels deeply sad.

That little poem, she read it for a long time, but she still put it in the brazier and burned it, since Hongchen is not there, some things should be like ashes.

Yan Ruoqi's ordination and short poems disturbed Bao Qi's mind for a long time, and she actually pitied her, cherished her, and thanked her.

So much so that when Qi Rong came to Bao Qi's side, he was looked at by Bao Qi a little strangely, and couldn't help touching his bearded face.

"Isn't there something on my face that makes the queen look at it again and again?"

Bao Qi heard him say this, really, reached out to touch the other party's face, touched it back and forth, pinched his chin and looked at it carefully, and then shook his head for a long time, and nodded again,

"Where are you so good that you can delay others so silently for many years. ”

Where did Qi Rong know that Bao Qi was talking about someone else, Quan regarded it as a compliment, and couldn't help touching his face, and finally leaned over in front of Bao Qi,

"I will not only delay you for many years, but also delay you for a lifetime, what, queen, it's too late to regret it. ”

Bao Qi's sad mind was suddenly diluted by this person, looking at his narcissistic and funny appearance, he couldn't help but smile and blush, and replied not to be outdone,

"It turns out that the emperor just wants to delay me for the rest of my life, but I plan to delay every life of the emperor. ”

“…… Burst. ”

The two of them laughed into each other's eyes, as if the whole world was in each other's eyes, and nothing could fit into each other's eyes.

After that, Bao Qi still went out of the palace to visit Yan Ruoqi a few times, and the first time he met Yan Mu and Yan Ruowen, who came with him.

Yan's mother's eyes were red, obviously she didn't understand her daughter's behavior and couldn't even agree with it, although Yan Ruowen didn't say anything on the side, she also comforted a lot, until Bao Qi came, and several people saluted, so they didn't say anything.

On the contrary, it was Yan Ruoqi, although he was more powderless than before, his appearance was not affected at all, but he was a little more cold and indifferent, with a little bit of nonsense between his eyebrows, standing there, neither humble nor arrogant, but it made Yan's mother even more sad.

Bao Qi knew that she had made up her mind, and she must have been thinking about it for a long time, and it was inconvenient to persuade her, but fortunately, Yan's mother did not ask the queen more, and Bao Qi was also relieved of some embarrassment.

Bao Qi was still relieved after all, and told Yan Ruoqi that if there was any difficulty in the future, she must ask someone to tell her that the woman in front of her in a Buddhist robe always made her unable to help but feel sorry.

Since beating Yun'er away, Bao Qi has been left alone, and she has also thought about Helan's lifelong events, but the other party always refuses, and does not give Bao Qi a chance, so several times, Bao Qi can only temporarily follow Helan's thoughts.

Selfishly, she is more reluctant than anyone else to let Helan leave, but she can't accept that a person will serve her for the rest of her life, so that she loses her love and life.

She has never been able to adapt to some of the ideas of this era, but how can she know that in the hearts of many people, their beliefs and lives are to always be by their master's side until death.

The osmanthus tree blooms and falls in the seventh fortunate year, year after year, Qi Xian is nine years old in the blink of an eye, but his personality is more calm than Qi Heng, if it is not for the height and age gap, sometimes people will think that Qi Xian is the elder brother.

Qi Heng looked at his younger brother who was pursing his mouth, and at the same time couldn't help but tease him, and took him out to play many times, but his younger brother Shi Hong was so unsmiling, according to Qi Heng, he was blind to that tender little face.

The princes are gradually growing up, and similarly, the things to learn and the burden on their bodies are gradually increasing, especially Qi Heng, who is still the crown prince.

The fifteen-year-old prince doesn't need to know a lot about the government, not to mention, Qi Rong also has the heart to cultivate him and want him to grow up as soon as possible.

Although Qi Rong is only thirty-eight years old, he can also feel that his current self is not in his twenties after all, although he can still bear the hard work, he is still much more tired than before, and he always feels that the time he has with Bao Qi is getting less and less.

The small frictions between countries have not stopped in recent years, but fortunately, it is still a peaceful era with good weather and rain, there are no major wars, more energy is put on policy, and the spirit of the courtiers is not so nervous.

When you are not nervous, the things you are staring at are miscellaneous, there are many forks in the search, and even how many years of the harem have people who continue to play intermittently, Qi Rong is already too lazy to even look at it, not to mention the records of the imperial history, and the thick and colorful words have created Qi Rong and his queen in the history books.

It's just that this blue is better than the blue, and soon, his eldest prince squeezed his father's legendary life off the stage of the protagonist, and very filial attracted the attention of the entire history, carrying more attention and condemnation.

The relationship between the crown prince and the young master of the Ling family quickly spread throughout the capital, and it was impossible to stop it.

The Ling family became a pot of porridge, and Mrs. Ling fainted directly, even if Mrs. Ling and Master Ling loved this grandson again, they couldn't accept such a thing, the most calm one became Ling Yu.

According to Master Ling, I don't know where to read the sage books for decades, the son is not the fault of the father, and when people reach middle age, they are more and more devoid of discipline and discipline.

The most angry thing in the palace was naturally to confirm Qi Rong, the dignified prince was actually messing with the minister's son, and he didn't repent, and he didn't regret until death, and it became a blatant confrontation in his eyes.

Even though it reminded him of the same struggle he had fought against when he was young, the great anger had long drowned out this little feeling.

One by one, some admonished the prince, and more criticized Ling Sijing for bewitching the prince, condemning him for ignoring the legal ethics of the chapter and confusing the government and the government, among which the crimes and responsibilities are varied.

Although Qi Rong himself didn't know how to get these many crimes, it didn't prevent him from being angry or even angry.

The prince was locked up and confined in confinement, although there was no punishment for the Ling family on the face, but the pressure on Ling Sijing's little boy was no less than that of the prince, after all, for the outside world, it was still quite taboo to speak out about the prince, but he was still happy to condemn the young man who seduced the prince.