119 Sage
The carriage drove outside Yanfu Palace, and Yu Yichen got out of the carriage. On a cold day in the winter moon, he was still cold wrapped in his coat, and entered the queen's bedroom with a hand stove in his arms. It's already the fifth watch, and at this time, the queen has already gotten up, but she is afraid that she is applying yellow to the mirror. Today, the dormitory is still quiet in the darkness of dawn. Seeing that it was Yu Yichen who was here, the Shang Gong who served inside greeted him with a smoke and whispered in unison: "The slaves and maids have seen Yu Gonggong." โ
Yu Yichen stretched out his hand and asked, "The queen hasn't gotten up yet?" โ
They bowed their heads and replied, "Yes." โ
Yu Yichen opened the curtain and entered, the incense pleasant palace was filled with warmth, the curtains that entered and entered were lifted, and the faint candlelight reflected this rustic palace, and the interior did not have the tassel curtains that ordinary women loved. When she arrived at the door of her bedroom, the little palace maid who bowed down asked softly, "Sage, Father-in-law Yu is here." โ
"Call him in." This is the queen's voice, perhaps still half-asleep, without the usual dignified and majestic atmosphere, but with a hint of melancholy inside.
Yu Yichen personally opened the door to both sides and entered the house, and the palace maid quietly closed the door. Sure enough, the saint was still lying on the bed, she was very thin, and the brocade quilt only slightly supported the curves of her body. Before the collapse, silver balls of incense were hung high, and a faint candle flame was lit on the wall.
Yu Yichen sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and shook her hand and asked, "Why don't you still get up?" โ
The saint smiled and withdrew his hand and said, "I'm a little tired." Your hands are so cold. โ
Yu Yichen also smiled: "The winter moon is cold, it must be cold." โ
The saint told him to sit up, his plain crepe pajamas sliding diagonally. She stared at Yu Yichen for a long time before asking, "How long have you not been to Yanfu Palace?" โ
Yu Yichen said: "About more than a year. โ
The saint lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, if it weren't for Your Majesty's sudden coma, I'm afraid you wouldn't have set foot on it." โ
Yu Yichen smiled warmly: "Since you have given birth to a prince, you should be raised here." Besides, in the Funing Palace, we often meet, so why do we need to come in person. โ
He took a pillow for her to lean on, told her to recline, and asked, "Are you still comfortable?" โ
The saint said: "Comfortable. โ
In the end, Yu Yichen asked first: "Why do you want to do that?" โ
The saint smiled bitterly: "If I say it's for you, do you believe it?" โ
Yu Yichen shook his head: "I don't believe it." โ
The saint still smiled bitterly: "I know that you don't believe it." โ
Yu Yichen gently persuaded: "Your Majesty is a good person and respects you very much. Although he is a little gentle, but now that you have a prince, after all, this harem is your world, and the queen mother has to give up three points, so why should you bother? โ
The saint sat up, stretched out his arm, Yu Yichen took Su Luo's big sleeve to put on for her, lightly tied the belt, took embroidered shoes for her to put on, helped her out of bed and out of the bedroom. The palace maids who had already prepared hot soup outside walked in with a smoke, and the palace maids who usually served with clean faces and even faces stepped forward to twist the handkerchief, so they listened to the sage: "Ask Yu Yichen to do it." โ
Yu Yichen stretched out his hand and twisted the handkerchief in the gilt basin, half-knelt in front of her to clean her face, wiping it from the corners of her forehead to between her eyebrows. The saint closed her eyes, and in the warm yellow light, there were two deep marks on the corners of her forehead, which were the two marks that had only been born after pretending to be majestic, and made her face show a bitter feeling. After Yu Yichen finished purifying her face, she opened her eyes and waved her hand: "Let's all stand down." โ
She got up and sat down in front of the dressing table, looked back and smiled, "Comb my hair." โ
Yu Yichen took the grate and gently loosened the accidentally knotted hair on her head for her, her hair is now a little yellow and dry, and she loves to tie knots when she sleeps. Several palace maids who are good at combing their hair have asked her to scold her with a stick because of her scalp, only Yu Yichen, whose ten fingers are soft and light, and it is a kind of love to call him to comb his hair.
After combing her long hair well, the sage asked Yu Yichen: "You are outside, and you also comb her hair like this?" โ
Yu Yichen looked at the saint in the bronze mirror and chuckled, "No, she doesn't like to ask me to fiddle with these." โ
For saints, this is a rare pleasure. But for Zhenshu, this is a common thing, and even she will find it a little weird, how can a man like to fiddle with a woman's hair.
The saint closed his eyes and told him to paint his eyebrows, evenly put on fat powder and rouge, and then opened his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror with bright colors, and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I am doing this because of you. If you can still take pity on me, instead of empathizing with other places, I can also endure the loneliness of this deep palace. But I can't bear you to fall in love with a woman outside the palace, a vulgar and unetiquette Han family girl, and apply the same techniques used to me to her. โ
Yu Yichen ignored her complaints, and stared at her face in the bronze mirror and said, "Du Wu wolf is ambitious, not a man you can palm." You want to listen to the government, he wants to be the regent and the ruler, or one day he will take the world, where should you and that child go? โ
The saint said: "I am a shallow woman, and I have relied on you to support me all these years to maintain this face. Now that you have abandoned me, why can't you find another supporter? โ
Yu Yichen said: "I didn't abandon you, I am still willing to maintain this face for you, but you shouldn't hurt Your Majesty." Now that his life is in danger, have you ever thought about how you should deal with yourself if Du Wu abandons you and helps the king to ascend the throne? โ
The sage said: "He won't help the king, if the king of Ping can ask him to play in the palm of his hand, he won't be invited out of Beijing at the beginning." โ
Yu Yichen helped her from the soft couch, paddled her shoulders and gently rubbed her knees, and asked, "Does it still hurt?" โ
The saint shook his head: "No." It's just that there is some soreness in the knee, and it's also an old problem. โ
From the crown princess to the queen, there are many sacrificial ceremonies at four o'clock a year, and she does them all herself. When Emperor Chengfeng went, when the spring breeze was raging, she knelt outside the hall in sackcloth and white filial piety for a few hours, and the wind chill fell, and her knees are still sore. Yu Yichen gently rubbed her knees and said, "If Your Majesty wakes up, let's get over this layer, you are still a saint, and I will clean up the rest of the situation, okay?" โ
The saint shook his head and said, "Not good. His Majesty has no mercy, but he has too much and is accustomed to taking it, and I don't have the ability to make him devote his heart to me. But you are different, you love me, and all your tenderness should be given to me alone. If you no longer look at me, this deep palace is lonely, what is the point of me guarding it. โ
Yu Yichen still rubbed her knees lightly, and said softly: "A man's love is originally to ask, treat a woman as a faith, and ask for an answer from her, and after the belief disappears, you will look for faith again." And a woman's love is a landslide and tsunami, which is the nourishment of the blood and bones in heaven and earth. The man called the woman to nourish and seek fresh blood. If you seek the love of a man, you will not find it with me. I lost my โกโก, I am not a complete man, and because of this, I have lost the motivation and desire to seek faith, so I will pity the tenderness of women, this pity for you, and a same-sex family relationship is a lot different, you just stand too high and too lonely, so you can't let go of this obsession, do you know?
What I can give you, every eunuch can give you, but you haven't learned to accept it. โ
The saint shook his head and said, "No. I don't like to let the eunuchs touch me, they have a vulgar look on their faces, and in their hands I am like a vulgar piece of gold. But you are different, in your hands, I feel like a rare treasure. โ
Yu Yichen said with a smile: "You are my treasure, I fell in love with you at a glance from among the three thousand embroidered girls, and called you to become the crown princess of the East Palace, all the way to the position of a saint." You are a piece of jade, and you have to be polished to give birth to brilliance. Now that you are in charge of the harem, Your Majesty is the fertile ground for you, but you are harming him. โ
The saint sneered: "If I am your treasure, what is she?" I told someone to look at her from afar, but she was just a vulgar country woman, and I heard that she had said in public in the East Market that she would marry you and kick a man's โกโก. Do you love such a vulgar country woman? โ
Yu Yichen said: "She is the only faith I have found after I have a mutilated body, and she can also nourish me, so I love her." โ
The saint sighed and said, "I thought you loved me. But you have never loved me, according to you. โ
Yu Yichen said: "When you sit in this position today, you shouldn't seek a shallow, overwhelmed love. โ
Sheng Shang closed his eyes, and two tears rolled down from his long eyelashes: "You shouldn't have provoked me in the first place, you shouldn't have chosen me to enter the East Palace, and you shouldn't have asked me to be this queen." If you provoke it, and you want to abandon it, how can I do what you want? โ
In the final analysis, the reason why she took refuge in Du Wu was just to make Yu Yichen look at him differently and make him afraid, so she broke off her contacts outside the palace and only guarded her. He single-handedly sent her to this position, and today she will cut off his retreat with her own hands, so that he has no way to retreat.
Yu Yichen got up and said, "I'll help you go to breakfast." โ
The sage knew that he was leaving, and said hatefully: "In the political hall today, Du Wu and the ministers are discussing the matter of removing the inspector of your inspectorate. Don't you feel curious and don't want to check it out? โ
Yu Yichen said: "I have to go to the Fuji Hall first to see the results of the imperial doctors' consultation." It would be better if you could tell me what medicine you had given your majesty to make him fall asleep, and that I would have a direction to prescribe the right medicine. โ
Therefore, he has not set foot in Yanfu Palace for more than a year, and he came to say so many good things, in fact, it was to save Li Xuze.
The sage finally couldn't bear it, and said softly: "I heard that King Ping is on the way, if you still want to escape and make a living, you should make good use of the name of the mighty general." โ
Although she surrendered to Du Wu, she still wanted him to have a livelihood, at least he could escape.
Yu Yichen turned back again, and Wen Wen smiled: "Although the name of the mighty general sounds loud, it is just an overseer. I'm afraid that today's name of this mighty general will also be removed by Du Wu. Your Majesty still has respite, and I can't abandon him. You should also go and have some breakfast, you must know that even if you do kill me, you must have a full meal before you can plan. โ