The summer thunder was terrifying, accompanied by lightning, and it shook for nine days. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe night rain is falling, and the world is empty. The raindrops of beans fell on the copper bells hanging at the corners of the eaves, and they sounded crisply.

There was silence in the hall, Su Wanqing collapsed weakly on the kang, and only Rui Hong stood with her head hanging not far away.

"Niangniang, it's late, you can rest early!" Rui Hong glanced at the inky sky embarrassedly, and muttered, "Your Majesty... I don't think it's coming. ”

"I'm not waiting for him..."Su Wan raised his eyelids clearly, his face was pale and pale before the illness disappeared, and his eyes were dull, "It's just tireless, I can't sleep when I lie on the couch, and I have to open my eyes to see the darkness." ”

Rui Hong sighed, it's strange to be tireless! Although the fever has subsided, her forehead was really hot the day before yesterday, and her bones were burned and numb, and she couldn't lift her spirits like this at the moment, and she had to persist until after the end of the day.

But the emperor obviously won't come, since the day before yesterday, Changchun Palace Rong Chongyuan gave birth to the prince, and the emperor is basically with him all the time. Although the imperial front and the Zongren Mansion have not yet revealed their will, Rong Chongyuan's promotion to the throne is an ironclad matter, and with the prince by his side, the monarch's grace will be indispensable in the future.

Su Wanqing didn't know that he wouldn't come over again, but she was very stubborn, and she was also sad, so it was better to wait in the light.

I don't know how many nights I waited, but Yu Wenche didn't come back after all. On the twelfth day of the emperor's eldest son, she saw him again in Changchun Palace.

Northerners celebrate the 12-day noon ceremony for babies and feast on relatives and friends. In this few deep palaces, all the concubines must be present to congratulate, otherwise there will be other gossip.

Su Wanqing felt that his health was fine, so he ordered Huaqin to go to Changchun Palace with a heavy gift for the emperor's eldest son. Yuan Xingying was still in confinement, and could only lie on the couch in her bedroom, and the gifts were all taken care of by Concubine Shu, and at that time, the emperor was sitting next to Yuan Xingying to talk to her.

Qiu Sui led her all the way into the Luoying Palace, and the harmonious scene in front of her deeply pierced her eyes, even if it was separated by two layers of gauze curtains.

"The concubine asks the emperor for peace, and for the concubine." She turned sideways and said, "Congratulations to Sister Yuan, may the emperor's eldest son grow up strongly, and he will be a pillar of the country in the future." ”

There was no sound behind the curtain, but Concubine Shu said very embarrassedly, "Sister Jia, the emperor has already given the little prince a name!" ”

Inheritance, inheritance of the great cause? Probably Huaqin told her about the prince's name, but her brain has burned out in the past few days, and she can't remember anything.

"It's okay, Sister Jia will remember it later. Do you say, Your Majesty? A coquettish and sweet voice came from the tent, but the emperor did not answer.

The scene was a little embarrassing for a while, and Concubine Shu smiled and said, "Sister Jia brought such a heavy gift, I want to come to Chengye in the future, I will be grateful for Concubine Jia's love." ”

"The mother is too famous, but the concubine has a little heart, Sister Rong and Prince Chengye like it, and the concubine will feel at ease." How could Su Wanqing not hear the provocation of "Concubine Jia", she just wants to leave as soon as possible now, otherwise it is really difficult to guarantee that she can control her emotions, "If the concubine doesn't bother, she will retire..."

"Sister Jia, come and see the emperor!" Yuan Xingying suddenly spoke.

Everyone in the hall froze in place, and Concubine Shu only smiled contemptuously when she reacted. The curtain made of high-grade thin cloud gauze was slowly lifted, and Su Wanqing had to walk over, but every step was like being filled with lead, and it was difficult to walk.

Yuan Xingying bent her legs slightly and leaned softly on the brocade pillow, her ivory white bedrobe was covered with a summer cloak woven by Suzhou Liuyun brocade, and her hair was simply pulled into a bun, casual but more and more sexy. Probably just after giving birth to a child, her blood is still weak, her face is a little pale, but she is smiling.

Until Su Wanqing approached the couch, Yu Wenche didn't even look at her, but he held Yuan Xingying's slender jade hand and placed it in front of her so conspicuously.

Yuan Xingying turned her eyes slightly, and glanced at Mama, and the Mama picked up the child from the vine wood baby couch with a high spirit, and leaned in front of Su Wanqing and said, "Jia Jieyu, you look at how similar the little prince looks like the emperor, and he will definitely be as handsome as the emperor in the future." ”

"Yes..."Su Wanqing retracted her fingers back into her sleeves, as if she couldn't control it, not let it tremble.

"Sister Jia, haven't you always liked children the most? Why don't you hug him? ”

There was another sweet but piercing cry, Su Wanqing almost couldn't stand it, and when she stretched out her trembling hand to the child, she heard the emperor say, "Chengye is still young, how can he withstand such noise?" Go out early, and the child will rest. ”

"Yes..."

Anyone could hear the tremors in her voice, but no one could hear the ups and downs in his voice. Yu Wenche is the emperor in charge of Qiankun, and the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness of the queen are invisible, and at this moment, even he himself can't tell whether it is joy or anger, sadness or happiness.

From the moment she entered the temple, his heart tightened. He hadn't seen her for twelve days, as if it had been twelve years, and yet he preferred not to see her. It's just that they don't know how to face her, they also had a child, if it wasn't folded in the mother's womb, I'm afraid they would have been born at this moment.

Yuan Xingying's repeated provocations, he saw it in his eyes. Concubine Shu deliberately provoked, and he also heard it. It's a pity, but he can't defend her, those two women are the ones who have inherited for him, and he can't reprimand. To drive her out mercilessly, that is, to bear her no matter how much she is stimulated, her pale face has betrayed all the pain of her heart.

How to return to Chengqian Palace, Su Wanqing no longer knows it, but fortunately, there are Ruolan and Piano by his side.

Ruolan painstakingly persuaded her to recuperate, but before she could lie down on the bed, a wisp of brown smoke just came out of the soothing incense in the hall, and the news came:

Changchun Palace Rong Chongyuan is elegant and still, and the heirs of the prolonged heirs are meritorious, and on the same day, Jin Feng is from the second grade Rong Zhaoyuan, leading the head of the nine concubines, and giving the prince the lord of the palace. The eldest son of the emperor was crowned the king of Rongyi County, and he inherited it. The martyr posthumously crowned Princess Kerou, and the concubines and the little masters each copied three volumes of Buddhist scriptures to mourn her.

"Wan Qing, Wan Qing! Don't do that... You talk! Ruolan saw that there was no blood on her face, and her shock, indignation and helplessness were intertwined, and she felt more and more sorry for this jade person.

"I'm fine... Before, it was just me who deceived myself, and I was jealous after all. Tears flowed down her face, and her robe was not wet.

This day was forever imprinted in her mind, and it was also at this moment that Su Wanqing knew that she had already loved Yu Wenche hopelessly, and her love was completely selfish. She longs for it to be with him for the rest of her life. And this is just a dream.

I cried for a long time, and I didn't stop until I was tired. Ruolan was very caring, and she didn't forget to scrub her face when she was in a state of confusion. Suddenly, Ruolan stood up, handed the wet wipes in her hand to others, and walked slowly outside after squatting down.

It was silent for a long time, and when she was about to fall asleep, a gentle and boneless voice came into her ears, "Wanwan, I'm here." ”