Concubine Shen's eyes sank, and she nodded in response: "Thank you father-in-law for reminding me." ”

Wan'er watched Furen go all the way, and after closing the door, she turned around and walked back.

"Niangniang, are you tired?" asked Wan'er.

I was scared to death just now, and her legs were always weak, but fortunately Niangniang didn't talk nonsense, otherwise she would have been scared to death.

Concubine Shen looked around the contents of the room, where she stood there was a reclining chair, next to which there were rows of bookshelves full of ancient books. There are many potted flowers in the house, there is a curtain, and when you go out, there is a door, and the naked eye can see that there is a pavilion outside the door, and there is a lotus pond at the bottom.

Concubine Shen stroked the books on the bookshelf and walked back and forth.

Guan'er glanced out of the door worriedly and shouted, "Niangniang." ”

Concubine Shen ignored her, walked around to the bookshelf, and looked at the nearby books roughly.

"Niangniang, if you are tired, just rest for a while, if you let the emperor know, you will be unhappy. ”

The more Wan'er said, the more afraid of someone suddenly breaking in, Father-in-law Fu had just specially reminded him, indicating that the things in this house are very important to the emperor, and no one can touch them.

"Don't worry, the things in this house won't be touched. After Concubine Shen finished speaking, she walked out, lifted the curtain, and walked into the pavilion.

"Winter is coming, and the flowers in the pond are withering. Concubine Shen smiled.

The flower has one more day, but her heart can't be revived.

Concubine Shen lowered her head and smiled bitterly, tears accumulated in her eyes, and her eyes were full of tears in the blink of an eye.

Wan'er comforted: "Niangniang, don't think too much. ”

"Guan'er, is there anything in this palace that can't compare to that woman?"

The emperor must be that woman who pays sincerely, for her, you can abandon yourself.

The cold wind blew in gusts, Concubine Shen closed her eyes, and her face was blown painfully, but she didn't notice it.

After a long time, Wan'er said: "Niangniang, the wind is too strong, let's go back to the house." ”

When she returned to the house, the charcoal in the brazier was burning more and more, and she walked over to warm her hands.

"Mother, your hand. Wan'er exclaimed in surprise and reached out to take Concubine Shen's hand away.

Concubine Shen looked at the red palms and said, "There is nothing to do in this palace, there is no need to make a fuss." ”

Guan'er's tears fell somehow, she has always seen her mother's thoughts about the emperor, and her mother is sincere, not for power, nor for glory and wealth. And now, all this is like a dream, it was easily shattered, and the bitter emperor in Niangniang's heart didn't know that she was suffering it alone.

Emperor Yan pushed open the door, walked in, frowned, and said, "What's wrong with Concubine Ai?"

He still had a faint smile on his face, looking at her gently, but it was no longer what she was familiar with.

She said: "Your Majesty, the concubines are tired, so they have to go back first." ”

She almost fled, and walked out quickly in the emperor's surprise.

She understood, just like the distance they had drifted apart, and from then on, the emperor's heart would no longer belong to her. In other words, the emperor has never had her in his heart.

……

When Concubine Shen returned to the palace, she couldn't support it anymore and fell ill again, and Emperor Yan went to visit her.

The emperor sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her worriedly, her lips were so pale that they were almost transparent, she was probably feverish, her head was a little muddy, and her words were a little unspeakable.

She said, "Your Majesty, do you love your concubines?"

Emperor Yan was shocked and stunned for a moment, but he didn't take it to heart.

He smiled lightly and said, "Aifei, you are not feeling well, take a good rest." ”

She didn't follow, grabbed the emperor's hand that wanted to leave, and asked eagerly: "Your Majesty, have you ever loved your concubine?"

She wanted answers, and even if she denied it, she wanted to hear him say it himself.

Emperor Yan covered her with a quilt and said in a calm tone: "Concubine Ai, you have a fever, rest well, don't talk nonsense." ”

She watched the emperor go out step by step, but she couldn't even say a word of relief.

Did he really think she was talking nonsense? In fact, the answer had been in her heart for a long time, but she had been unwilling to accept it.

……

"Did Chang Aiqing say that when will Concubine Ai's body be adjusted?" Emperor Yan asked.

Su Zixu's hand holding the snack suddenly stopped, and she remembered what happened last night, and her face was not only slightly hot.

"A month or two, a month at the earliest. "The body that had been miscarried was relatively weak, and she only rested in the palace for a day or two after the miscarriage, and then went out again, and she needed to recuperate.

He said, "Hey, I want to take you to a place. ”

Su Zixu looked at the familiar ice room, and was a little stunned for a moment, what did Emperor Yan take her here for.

In his heart, Emperor Yan grabbed her hand and walked forward.

His hand was gentle, and there was a steady stream of heat into hers. She hadn't touched such a pair of hands in a long time, and if she had been before, she would have been shy, but now she felt that everything was as cold as an ice room.

Emperor Yan asked, "Is it cold?"

She replied honestly, "Leng, Your Majesty, isn't this the place where you brought your concubines in last night?"

"Well, you've been here. ”

Su Zixu became more and more frightened as she walked, except for the body of her previous life in the ice room, there seemed to be nothing important left, what did Emperor Yan want to do when he brought her here.

After walking for a long time, Emperor Yan opened a stone door, and what greeted him was an open place with green grass and fragrant birds, and butterflies fluttering around them.

Su Zixu stopped and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, what kind of place is this?"

The scene here is out of place with the winter scene outside.

Emperor Yan responded: "The realm of nothingness. ”

"Void?" where the hell was this? She had never known there was a place to come out of the ice chamber before.

Emperor Yan said, "Look at what's under your feet. ”

Su Zixu looked down, the white expanse under her feet, like a marshmallow, soft, where she stood with her two feet collapsed, she tried to move, and the things underneath bounced up, but it would still be concave.

Confused, Emperor Yan took her hand and walked forward, there was a cloud of mist moving towards them on the opposite side, the more they went inside, the thicker the fog became, and after a while, the surroundings were full of white mist, and Emperor Yan's face couldn't really be seen.

"Your Majesty, where are you taking me?" Su Zixu wondered.

"I'll take you to see something. After walking for a while, Emperor Yan finally stopped.

In front of him stood a column-shaped thing, surrounded by a thick white mist.

Emperor Yan stretched out his hand and used his internal force to disperse the white mist, and the things in front of him were clearly visible.

Su Zixu was so frightened that his body trembled, and his scalp was numb.

How did this thing end up here, didn't she bury her?

She tried to calm down, and her lips trembled: "Concubine Shen." ”

"She's not Concubine Shen. Emperor Yan replied lightly, "She is my other concubine, Concubine Su." ”

Lying in the ice coffin, her face was calm and peaceful, and her skin was white and red.

Su Zixu frowned, and his legs were weak.

What does Emperor Yan want to do? Could it be that he already knows his identity.

Thinking together, Su Zixu moved his lips, and after a while, he pursed them tightly together, and buried everything he wanted to say into his stomach.