It was already the second watch, and the night in the Fengluan Hall was dark. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are only two ruyi pattern glass lamps left in the palace of the queen of Chu, and the halo shines through several royal blue brocade curtains embroidered with splendid peony patterns, and gently sprinkles on the square brick floor paved with white marble in the palace, and is also reflected on the silk brocade quilt of the royal blue bird and phoenix pattern that the queen of Chu is obliquely on.

Queen Chu, who had already thanked her for the hairpin, leaned on a bright gold thread flower pillow with her back, half leaning and half lying on the wide rosewood phoenix couch at the moon cave gate, looking a little thin, revealing a bit of gloomy silence.

Her complexion was not clear in the halo, one hand lazily stroked the brocade quilt, and was lined with a royal blue and gold pink peony flower embroidered on the brocade quilt, white as autumn frost, and holding a history book in the other hand, but her eyes were closed, and she didn't know whether to fall asleep.

Aunt Qin is in office today, knowing that Queen Chu is not sleeping well these days, she ordered the palace people to put off the lights early, lest she make a little movement later and disturb the master's rest.

Empress Chu has been sleeping with lilies these days, but the palace people sent to the warm house to get the lilies this evening returned empty-handed.

Lilies are not easy to breed in winter, and the few plants that were originally stored in the greenhouse have been given to Fengluan Hall one after another, and the flowers have a flowering period, and Aunt Qin is useless in a hurry.

After thinking about it again and again, she had no choice but to cage a very light soothing lily incense for Queen Chu outside the dormitory, and prepare a bowl of warm milk for Queen Chu to drink, and then retreated lightly.

A few pages of books before going to bed are also good medicine for sleeping, Chu Yaoguang clinged to the book he didn't finish last night, but he couldn't read it at all, only closed his eyes slightly, and spit out a mouthful of stuffy breath in his chest. I know for myself that I will have no sleep tonight.

Aunt Qin returned to the outer hall, and just ordered the little palace maid to pour a pot of hot tea, ready to take a nap, and then go to turn off the lights for her when Queen Chu slept peacefully, when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door faintly outside.

Afraid of disturbing the sleep of Empress Chu, Aunt Qin's heart was on fire, and she walked out with a calm face, but when she lifted the curtain, she saw that the underground black pressure was kneeling, and it was actually the emperor who came, so she hurriedly stepped forward to take over.

Murong Qing, who came in in with a cold wind, looked bright, and still called Aunt Qin's old name when she was in the princess's mansion: "Qin Yao, is the queen resting?"

Aunt Qin replied respectfully: "Back to the emperor, the mother has just rested, and the slave and maid will go to spread the word." ”

"No need", Murong Qing waved his hand and motioned for Aunt Qin to lead the way. He first stood in the outer hall in addition to the big one, and then stood in the smoke cage for a while, and then he gently raised the curtain of bright yellow Luan Feng brocade and entered the inner hall, and walked to the front of Queen Chu's bed.

Seeing that Queen Chu was sleeping slightly with her eyes closed, she couldn't bear to alarm her, so she lightly took out the book from her hand and put it on the kang table beside her.

With this slight movement, Queen Chu had already opened her eyes, her eyes were clear and clear, how could she be half sleepy. Murong Qing sat down on the couch, pulled the brocade quilt for her, and said softly: "I'm sorry for waking you up."

Between the emperor and the queen, they have not treated each other like this for many days, Queen Chu subconsciously stroked the somewhat loose bed clothes on her body, there was nothing wrong, she put on the robe in front of the bed, and wanted to get up and re-dress, but was stopped by Murong Qing.

Empress Chu didn't insist, and replied to Murong Qing's words: "I didn't sleep, I just closed my eyes and thought about something."

Although the lily incense outside the hall was light, Murong Qing still smelled it, and asked with concern, "Still don't sleep well at night?"

"I sleep a lot during the day, and I always have some light sleep at night", Queen Chu had no intention of saying more, only raised the book and replied lightly: "I will sleep after reading a few pages."

Murong Qing stopped talking, straightened the robe his wife was wearing, and put the brocade quilt on top for his wife. The familiar aroma of ambergris is elegant and elegant, and Queen Chu has a grudge in her heart, but she can't tell it. He only shook Murong Qing's hand in arranging the brocade quilt with his backhand, and said: "Your Majesty's hands are still cold, and I don't add more clothes, I've been tired for a day, come here at this hour, but what's the matter?"

The halo of the glass lamp obliquely reflected Murong Qing's extremely elegant face, and his gaze at Queen Chu was as melting as the moonlight on a spring day, revealing overflowing gentleness and warmth, Queen Chu turned her head uncomfortably, but Murong Qing gently hugged her from behind.

"Yaoguang, there are some things that I have been hiding for seven years, and I want to tell you today. I had thought that it would be best for you and your children to be in peace in this world, but you are my wife, and I want to hear what you mean. ”

There was never a solemnity in her husband's tone, and Queen Chu suddenly raised her head when she heard it.

Seven years ago, on the night of his father's death, he secretly announced that Su Rui and Murong Qing had entered the palace, and the content of the conversation was extremely secret, and even he and his sister were dismissed.

Then there was the edict of succession, and when everyone thought that Su Rui was on the throne, her husband inherited the throne.

Empress Chu also asked her husband, and the husband apologized that he had passed away to his father and could not confide in him. Now, perhaps with the death of his brother-in-law, his husband can finally say something to himself. Queen Chu sat up in her clothes, called the palace people to serve hot tea, and brightened the silver lamp on the kang table.

"It's a long story, I want Qin Yao to go to Wen a pot of flower carvings, and I'll tell you about it in detail", Murong Qing raised his voice and called Mama Qin's name, putting the pillow behind his wife more comfortably.

Aunt Qin went in response, warmed the wine according to Murong Qing's instructions, took a few light side dishes, added two cups, and put them on the kang table, and then happily closed the door of the palace.

It is an old habit among emperors and queens, and if there is something important to say, they will warm a pot of wine and talk while drinking. Qin Yao knew the severity, she withdrew from everyone and guarded the hall herself.

Murong Qing poured a glass of wine and handed it to Chu Yaoguang, thinking about where to start, he straightened out his thoughts and said in a low voice: "Yaoguang, do you still remember the little emperor of the Great Zhou who died in the country?"

Chu Yaoguang took the wine in his hand and drank it all, his face was a little red, and he raised his eyes and asked in surprise: "The little emperor has been gone for nearly a hundred years, the feng shui has taken turns, the dynasty has changed, and things have already changed, how can Your Majesty mention him again?"

Murong Qing sighed, played with the wine glass in his hand, and said clearly: "The little emperor was still young when he went, and the nine clans of the clan were wiped out, which caused the world to fall apart, and each of them became kings. ”

The lamp is like a cold moon, everything is silent, only Murong Qingyue's voice is as light as flowing water: "We all thought that the vitality of the Great Zhou Dynasty was exhausted, who would have thought that the little emperor was a big ghost, not only hid the jade seal, but also left the son of the posthumous abdomen." ”

Chu Yaoguang had already sat up straight, with a thousand ideas in his heart, but he was not sure, so he asked, "Really?"

Murong Qing smiled lightly, with some vague helplessness in his tone, "It's true, what my father-in-law said is that the little emperor does have a posthumous son, and he was born in this palace of Gusu back then. Although the Great Zhou royal family does not exist, there are remnants who are loyal. They raised this single seedling, and they didn't dare to ask him to follow the surname of the country, so they chose the Su character of Gusu for him.