The emperor stepped forward and took Wang Changzai's hand and walked two steps towards the palace, then turned around and instructed Li Dequan: "Send the Ying nobles back to have a baby." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Li Dequan answered, the emperor turned around, led Wang Guiren and passed by like that, Rong Yue seemed to have been standing in the cold wind for a long time, only to feel that his mind was numb, and the silhouette seemed to pass in front of him over and over again.

Within a few days, Ying Guiren gave birth to a prince for the emperor, who was very weak, but alive.

The emperor gave the name, only then did he remember the little Gege of Min Gui's life, and ordered that the little Gege be sent back to Qixiang Palace to raise, and asked Min Guiren to move into the main hall.

When Rong Yue sent Mama Su back to Xisansuo to rest, she only felt that the old man seemed to be thinner again, and his face was full of exhaustion.

Ying Guiren's sex, maybe how to call Mama Su, the Empress Dowager has always been lenient, and Mama Su is in a high position, it is for her and the emperor that she is so angry, the more Rong Yue thinks about it, the more she feels sorry for Mama Su, and she only personally brought water to soak her feet.

Mama Su couldn't push it, so she only sighed and said: "Don't think that the old woman is old, in fact, I know in my heart, the emperor, he has a boring temperament, and he has never said something flattering, but he is sincere to you, Niangniang, otherwise he would never have disobeyed the will of the Queen Mother to take you back." What a filial person the emperor is! He had a lot of things to do in the past, and his heart was bitter, so you should be more considerate and considerate of him, and you should be filial to the Empress Dowager and cherish the slaves......"

Mama Su must have been extremely tired, and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

Rong Yue covered the quilt for her and was about to leave, but her hand was grabbed by Mama Su, only to hear Mama Su say dreamily: "The emperor is bitter, don't worry, ah......"

With that, he rolled over and fell asleep again, and soon heard a slight snoring.

The eighth day of February is the birthday of Empress Wen of Xiaozhuang, although the old man went, Rong Yue will still bring some refreshments to Cining Palace to sit, the flowers and plants under the flower stand are barren, but it is a different scenery.

Rong Yue raised his hand to pick off a piece of spring, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, he was covered by a big hand, and the panic was only a moment, Chun Zao and Zhou Ji were guarding outside the courtyard, it was impossible for others to come in, besides, that hand was no longer familiar.

She lifted her hands to wrap around the big hand, rubbing it gently.

"Do you know who I am?" The man behind him spoke.

Rong Yue's eyebrows seemed to have a slight ripple between her eyebrows, and her voice was pleasant: "For many days and nights, you hugged me into your arms, and I also want to ask you this sentence, 'Do you know who I am?' 'Will you treat me as a concubine, a concubine, or someone else?' ”

"I always knew it was you." The Emperor frowned, as if in a hurry to confess, and his voice revealed a hint of anxiety.

Rong Yue turned around, raised her eyes and stared at his face, tears rolled down silently, and her voice was choked: "I know who you are, just as you know me." ”

The emperor raised his arms to embrace her into his arms, in the last winter of February, the sky was still cold, and the body in his arms was thin and cold, the emperor untied two buttons on his chest, and put her small hands in his arms to warm them.

"That purse ......" Rong Yuefang said a few words, the emperor had a helpless look on his face, frowned and said, "I don't want to listen to ......"

Rong Yue felt a trace of despair, he came to her, maybe he didn't want to rebuild the old friendship, but for what? Don't want to be depressed and go with your heart?

"But I want to say," Rong Yue insisted.

The emperor paid no attention to her, but only picked up some dry wood from the courtyard, took out a fire sickle and made a fire, and the fire was blazing, and the faces of the people were hot.

The emperor couldn't tell why, he was originally a very rational and organized person, maybe he just wanted her to be warmer at first, but he still untied the azure snow fox cloak on her body, the cloak was extremely soft and warm, and the delicate body was lying horizontally, so he wrinkled a room of spring.

"When the mourning period of Empress Renxiao expired, my sister planned to let me enter the palace to serve, in order to have an heir, and after I entered the palace, I fell into a trap in the imperial garden......"

The story is long, and the Emperor seems to have listened to it at all, but was only concentrating on his own business, but in some places it would be unusually manic and disturbed, like an enched beast, resting on gentle appeasement.

When Rong Yue slowly finished the last word, just after finishing the matter, the emperor sat up and slowly put on his clothes, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

"I can not blame the past, but the spring morning and Ziyun around you are about to be sent away, and I will pick a safe person to serve by your side." The Emperor stood up and clasped the button around his neck with his hand.

Rong Yue raised her upper body slightly, and the shoulders of the white fox covering her body slipped slightly, revealing her delicate collarbone, and only asked, "The emperor wants to control me?" ”

The emperor showed a bit of anger on his face, leaned over and grabbed her wrist and reprimanded her: "Otherwise, you still expect me to believe you completely?!" ”

Rong Yue couldn't hold back the sourness in her heart, looking back at him, but she couldn't bear to count the sadness in his eyes, the feelings were like a tug-of-war, the person who couldn't bear it first lost, Rong Yue lowered her eyelashes, and there was a hint of helplessness and compromise in her tone: "Does it have to be like this?" ”

"It has to be so!" The emperor put on the Xuanhu end mask, carefully arranged every button, regained his nobility and the posture of looking at the world, and dropped the sentence "You are not allowed to see him again in the future!" Don't see Celestia either! ”

"Princess Celestia is still a child!" Rong Yue was taken aback and hurriedly said.

Seeing that she had misunderstood herself, the emperor was even more annoyed, and the muscles on his cheeks couldn't help twitching: "I'm not as bad as you think, the eldest princess is a daughter's family, and now she is over eighteen years old, I should also choose a son-in-law for her." ”

The moment the words landed, two wooden doors snapped behind him.

Why should the things of the previous generation be affected by the child, Rong Yue hugged her knees, and the pair of phoenix eyes on her delicate and delicate face gradually closed, and all useless sadness and helplessness were closed.

Rong Yue thought of Mama Su's words, remembered that the emperor was desperate to return to the imperial tomb to pick her up, and felt that there were thousands of feelings in her heart, but she couldn't let go, she couldn't let go.

The proximity of two people is like two hedgehogs warming each other, in order to get infinitely closer, only to pull out the hard thorns, the most damned thing, she would rather endure the pain of pulling the thorns than endure the lonely cold, rather than stab him.

A few days later, Ying Guiren's child made a full moon, and Rong Yue also regained her favor on the surface, and lived in Changchun Garden with her car, and in order to avoid danger, she simply sent Ziyun to bring a gift over.

"Niangniang didn't look at the face of Yanxi Palace, her sons were born, and the emperor only rewarded some pearls in the past, and she didn't mention the matter of sealing the concubines. Ziyun came back from the palace and said so.