"Imperial husband, please stay, Your Majesty has an order, and no one is allowed to enter." I had already expected the guard's answer, even if I was unhappy, but I didn't have an immediate attack.

If it had been in the past, I wouldn't have dwelled too much, but now it's about that person, and I can't stand idly by - even if I anger the emperor, I don't hesitate to do it.

"Get out of the way, this palace has something important to ask to see Your Majesty!" The guards didn't dare to really make a move, and I didn't care about the imperial husband's reserve, so I pushed her away and was about to break in—the next moment, the door opened first.

The people in the room walked out and bowed to me, with a polite smile on their faces, but there was no smile in their eyes: "Weichen has seen the imperial husband...... Your Majesty, please come in. After saying that, he didn't wait for me to make a promise, and left without looking back.

-- She is her most favored advisor, and even I don't care about it.

Unintentionally pursuing her faux pas, he hurried into the house; There was only one person in the room who was quietly reviewing the recitals—green sideburns and beautiful faces, handsome and elegant, none other than my wife, the most noble woman in the world.

After settling down, I pressed the anxiety in my heart and saluted: "See Your Majesty." ”

She didn't know it, but she still read it carefully, and the sound of flipping through the paper was exceptionally clear.

After a while, when my legs couldn't help shaking, I heard her close the fold and say leisurely, "Get up...... I would like to hear what is the important matter that deserves to be mobilized by you, the imperial husband, at the expense of disobeying the holy decree and breaking into my study? ”

"Your Majesty, slave heard that His Royal Highness King Ling's Heavenly Sacrifice Guard met an assassin, and she herself was injured by the assassin, and her life was in danger......"

"I heard?" Before I could finish speaking, she interrupted with a soft snort, "If I remember correctly, this is the second time that you have heard about King Ling...... Oh, I didn't know that in the palace, the emperor's ears and eyes were so well-informed, I am afraid that it is not much better than my secret agent. ”

"Your Majesty......" She avoided answering my questions, but the rhetorical questions she asked taught me to be speechless—could it be that she had discovered the person that my mother had planted in the guards?

If she uproots all the hidden stakes of the Lu family, not to mention that I will have no one to rely on in the future; I'm afraid that after so much hard planning, my mother will be the first to clean me up.

However, as soon as I thought that that man's life might be hanging by a thread, I couldn't care about anything else: "The slave knows that there is a valley outside Rongxi City, and there is a Wei Shuwei doctor in the valley, known as the Poison Immortal - it only takes three hours to rush from Rongxi to Xining, so it is better to send someone to take the poison immortal ......"

I only heard her sneer, and analyzed unhurriedly: "Has the imperial husband considered it, what if she can't survive for three hours?" Besides, who can guarantee that the poison fairy is not a wasted person? What if the medical Tao is not refined, but harms King Ling? ”

"This ......" I was also asked for a while, and I couldn't answer.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about King Ling's affairs, I have my own decision...... Step aside. Waving her hand absentmindedly, she pulled out a new book from the table and looked at it, apparently unwilling to say anything more to me.

Even if I am unwilling, I also know that this is her bottom line - if I am still entangled, I am afraid that the position of the imperial husband will change hands.

It seems that we have to find another way.

I gathered all my feelings, gritted my teeth and saluted: "The slave retreats." ”

She continued to stare at the fold in her hand as if she had not heard it, her straight eyebrows outlined a cold arc, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost that could not be melted, which was very different from the well-known gentleness and modesty.

And as her righteous monarch, I know that this is her true character.

- My wife, Kwong Xiqing, is the most cold-hearted woman I have ever seen.

"Langcui, take the sign of the palace, and quickly go to the mansion to invite the second lady." As soon as I returned to the dormitory, I instructed my personal attendant to go out of the palace to do errands—he was the son of my Lu Mansion, and he had followed me since he was a child, and he was one of the few people I could trust in this deep palace.

Since the way to ask for help from the emperor is not working, then I can only hope for the sister who does not grow up - I just hope that she can remember the love of her childhood, and don't shirk it.

Langcui took the token and left in a hurry, while I waited in the dormitory, silently praying for the man's safety.

In a moment's hesitation, my eyes inadvertently fell on the painting on the wall, and my thoughts drifted away - everyone thought that the person in this painting was my daughter, the princess Yixuan; Only I understand that the cute child of Yuxue in this painting is Xihan back then.

I still remember that the first time I met her was when I was ten years old, when I entered the palace with my mother to meet the emperor.

It is said that the emperor's body is not very good, and he plans to choose a good husband for the imperial daughters before the immortal goes - the princes in the backyard know the news, but no one dares to say it on the surface.

And I, as the eldest son of Lu Heng, the Zhongshu Ling, am naturally qualified as a candidate for the princess's husband.

After meeting the emperor, my mother took me on a detour in order to pass through the imperial garden of the imperial palace - the guards of this harem were so tightly guarded that we were able to approach the imperial garden, but I am afraid that we also had the emperor's tacit approval.

From this I vaguely guessed that the emperor had approved me as one of her sons-in-law.

My mother took me up a rockery in the garden, pointed to a pavilion not far away, and said, "Those two are Your Highness Xiqing and Your Highness Xihan—one of them will be your future wife." ”

I was ashamed to hear this, but I couldn't help peeking in the direction my mother was pointing, and there were two young girls my age sitting in the gazebo.

The older one was holding a book in his hand and reading it with relish, and his temperament was as calm as an empty valley orchid; The young one wore a double bun and wore a short robe embroidered in red and white, looking forward to the brilliance, Zhong Lingyu was beautiful, like a fairy child in a painting; She was holding a butterfly kite in her hand, and was talking about something, but she was a flying and jumping personality - for some reason, my eyes fell on the little fairychild, and I could not take my eyes off it anymore.

The older girl flipped through the book in her hand, ignoring her, and she was not discouraged, but circled around each other with undiminished interest—too far away for me to hear what she was saying, but to think that the little cherry mouth was very cute.

If it were me, I could not bear to refuse her, but it was disgusting to hate the old girl for not being indifferent, and only caring about her own reading—if I had not remembered my identity, I would have been tempted to go over and reprimand her.

I was fascinated by this, but my mother patted my head lightly and said in a deep voice, "Zhu'er, the time has come, go back." ”

“…… Be. I nodded obediently, reluctantly followed my mother down the rockery, and finally looked back, and saw that the older girl finally couldn't resist the little fairy's perseverance, closed the book and put it aside, poked her forehead helplessly, took her hand and walked out of the pavilion...... Maybe I took her to fly a kite.

I will never forget the brilliant smile on the face of the little fairy who was holding the hand, like a dazzling little sun, which makes people feel warm in their hearts when they think of it.

Since then, the name of the Three Princesses, Kuang Xihan, has been engraved on my heart and can never be erased.

My mother said that when I was born, a Taoist priest had a fate, asserting that I would be the emperor's husband who would rule the harem in the future - His Royal Highness Xihan was the daughter of the middle palace and the rightful prince...... So, my future wife is her, right?

This beautiful and secret prayer has been with me throughout my youth.

Although the little fairy boy I admired only had her sister in her eyes, and always ignored me, as long as I could look at her from afar, I would be infinitely happy.

However, the world is unpredictable, and before I was about to turn sixteen, the emperor died.

Along with the news of the emperor's funeral, the second daughter Kuang Xiqing followed the emperor's will and ascended the throne as the emperor.

When I received the decree, I just felt that the sky had fallen.

Since then, I have been in my mother's custody and have never heard the slightest bit about the man.

It wasn't until the day of my wedding to the new emperor that I finally saw the figure that I thought about day and night.

She was very emaciated, haggard, thin as if she could be blown away by the wind; The red auspicious dress was worn on her body, and it was empty and terrible, and her skin was as pale as fragile porcelain, which made people feel distressed.

"This cup, this king respects the emperor's sister...... Husband, I wish you all the eyebrows, early, born, expensive, and female! Her eyes lit up amazingly, and even though she was smiling, the smile was shattered as if she were crying.

My heart ached, but I could only raise my glass and drink with her.

- Will she be in such pain, will it be for me?

Thinking like this, it turned out to be some bitter sweetness in the extreme heartache.

On the night of the cave room, I sat on the wedding bed, waiting for my wife to arrive.

On the third watch, she finally came; Although it was difficult to hide his calm imperial bearing, his swaying steps still revealed a trace of drunkenness.

After sending away the attendant, she drank wine with me, and fell asleep.

I couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief, and after taking off her shoes and socks, I slept carefully outside the bed, half an arm's length from her—even though the couch was so wide that it could accommodate my dodge.

Forcing the tears back into my eyes, I quietly listened to the candle tears falling as she murmured, thinking of the man's voice and smile in my mind, and finally fixed the eyes she looked at me before going to bed - that glance, as light as the snow on the top of the mountain, as deep as the abyss of a cold pool, so cold that it seemed to freeze life.

It dawned on me that my wife must not have wanted this marriage either.

It's okay, respecting each other is better than a resentful couple who can't ask for it.

There is only one person in my heart, and I can't tolerate anyone else...... It's just curious: who is it, teaching the supreme in the world can't ask for it; Who can teach my wife to fall in love?