Empress Changsun's words forced Qin Ying into a dilemma. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

You can't have it both ways, and it's time to make a decision.

- Is it the important position of power in the previous dynasty, or is it important to stay with the person you like?

Qin Ying closed her bright eyes and was silent for a long time before she retreated and said, "Qin can go anywhere, but I don't know where the queen wants to arrange me?" ”

For the time being, she doesn't want to be confined to the backyard of the house like an ordinary lady, and spend her time embroidering all day long. Although chasing fame and fortune is not really what she wants, she feels that this kind of day is at least more meaningful than the former. So she wittily turned the conversation in a different direction and asked Empress Changsun, by the way, to test her mind.

"What a sharp confession." Empress Eldest Sun laughed angrily, grabbed Qin Ying's wrist after flicking her sleeves, and said, "Are you willing to listen to this palace?" The cardamom nails scratched a reddish mark on the side of the other party's slender wrist.

"Niangniang's orders, Qin Mou doesn't dare to disobey." Qin Ying said calmly without changing her face, letting her hold her veins.

Empress Eldest Sun snorted lightly and slowly let go of her hand: "This palace will give you a grace period of three years, withdraw the power you have from the court little by little, and allow you to enter the East Palace after three years." If you can't meet this condition, don't think about having an ambiguous relationship with the prince while occupying the five-rank official title. ”

Qin Ying was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and she didn't react to the meaning of Empress Changsun's words. Until she left Taiji Palace in a trance, she didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse if she was discovered by Empress Changsun. She hadn't chosen a future path yet, so the eldest grandson queen helped her choose a proper and safe one.

At first, Qin Ying thought that since he was lucky enough to become a court official, it would be better to earn a few years and then leave. Unexpectedly, the muddy water in the court is very deep, and once you set foot in it, you can't get out.

Empress Changsun asked Qin Ying to put down all the power in her hands within three years, and if Qin Ying implemented it in the future, Empress Changsun should help her.

There are no worries. But Qin Ying will be unwilling after all.

Leaving on your own initiative and being coerced into giving up are not the same.

Even if it was a good fate for her to marry Li Chengqian, it would sacrifice what she had worked so hard to get...... My heart hurt like a blunt knife cutting meat.

If Qin Ying didn't throw the conversation to the eldest grandson queen and let her make up the mind for herself, I was afraid that she would have to ponder this matter carefully and over again for three days and two nights.

In the end, Empress Changsun said one sentence at a time, and it is not bad to cut the mess with a quick knife.

As the saying goes: long pain is better than short pain.

Qin Ying was uncomfortable for a while and then relieved: after all, there are still three years, which is enough for her to finish an official addiction.

Sitting in the rickety ox cart carriage, Qin Ying's eyes followed, and the end of the green spikes hanging on the side of the door curtain gradually swayed.

……

Returning to the house in Xingdao, Qin Ying changed into a wide dress after bathing, sat lazily on the Hu bed, and asked Mei Sanniang to help her, wiping the long green silk hair behind her back.

In front of Qin Ying was a bronze mirror about the size of a palm. The dim light shone in the mirror, reflecting the peach blossom color on Qin Ying's cheeks. It was the mist that had evaporated from the bath, and the heat had not diminished, making her pale face a little more vivid.

“…… If I no longer be an official in the future, but enter the palace as a wife and concubine, how about giving this house to you? Qin Ying's eyes fell on the mirror with a smile, and asked Mei Sanniang with a smile.

Mei Sanniang held the hand of the wooden comb and paused, and her soft hair was stuck in the neat wooden teeth: "Why did you suddenly remember to talk about such a thing?" ”

"Today, Empress Changsun can see my identity as a woman. Ask me if I choose to be Qin Ying or Pei Lan. I didn't like to dwell on these troubles, so I asked the queen if she wanted me to stay in the front court or the harem. As a result, she said, give me three years, withdraw all the forces scattered in the court, and wait for three years to enter the palace. ”

The other party was taken aback when he heard this: "You promised the queen?" ”

"Acquiescence." Qin Ying tilted his head, so that the knotted green silk on his back no longer hooked the wooden teeth.

"Empress Changsun may see that you have some influence in the court, so she tries to weaken your wings, but once you have no ability to protect yourself, won't you let others rub and knead it? Three years is too long for anyone to say if your agreement will still be able to count. I don't think you need to rush away from the government first. ”

Qin Ying looked at Mei Sanniang helplessly through the shadow of the mirror and said, "I'm not stupid, I won't let the queen mother do it." Both parties must be sincere in negotiating conditions, and when the crown princess candidate has a reliable decision, then consider whether to listen to Empress Changsun. Talking to you today is just a teaser to prevent me from being able to remember after a sleep. ”

Mei Sanniang knew that Qin Ying's mind had always been meticulous, so she nodded and responded: "If you enter the palace, you will sell this house and rent it, and I will go back to Chengdu Mansion in Yizhou." ”

"Do you want to leave Chang'an too?" Qin Ying couldn't help but turn her face away, her glass-like eyes were wet and watery at this time. When he was a doctor in the Hanlin Academy, Qin Ying had a few friends. Later, Su Huan accompanied his cousin back to his home in the south, while Liyuan Shi took Sumire to live in seclusion outside the city.

Mei Sanniang was also a little sad by her tone: "Without the protection of adults, I can't survive in Chang'an, it's better to find a way out in my hometown." Don't be too afraid of loneliness, if I leave, I will have Lord Li and Mrs. Li with you. ”

Ah Zhuo's sharp eyes saw the dim sum between his fingers, but he didn't make a sound, just walked in front of him and sat down, grasping Changxi's wrist so that he couldn't break free.

The ring ruler fell, making a crisp sound, and he closed his eyes and trembled when he heard the sound, but he didn't feel pain. glanced at it, and saw that there were suddenly more red marks on Mei Xian's arm.

Changxi opened his mouth in surprise, and before he could make a sound, the ring ruler landed on her arm again.

Ah Zhuo looked at Chang Xi and said calmly: "I can't punish the future God who is tired of learning, so I can only punish myself." If you can't become a qualified God, how can I have the face to go to the first emperor? The ruler struck her on the arm with a thud. Chang Xi watched his originally white jade-like arm turn red, and thought in a daze: ...... It turned out that she didn't come out with a ring ruler to punish him. Tears unconsciously burst out of his eyes.

"Mother, I'm sorry." Chang breath threw himself into the arms of the plum blossom fairy, sobbing and crying these words upside down.

Ah Zhuo hugged the soft lump tightly, smelled the faint aroma of bean paste, and she suddenly remembered that when the ancestor was alive, he liked to use bean paste snacks when drinking tea, and the slightly numb arm didn't seem to feel anything.

In the afternoon, Changxi couldn't sit still anymore, and begged his cheap concubine to let him play, and Ah Zhuo agreed.

Although the ceremony is about to start in ten years, and the time is tight, he has not been with him for a long time, and he is still a little unfamiliar with each other, so it is the key to follow his mind more and slowly cultivate feelings.

Chang Xi listened to her and quickly agreed, and he was extremely happy. Immediately entered the Huixia Hall to change into regular clothes, and then began to wander outside the hall. However, when he left, he happened to meet his cheap concubine.

Asked for an stiff posture, wanting to pass by her, and watched her slowly follow behind him.

Like all the children who were knocked out of the secret by adults, he was ashamed and annoyed in his heart, and reluctantly bowed his head and said in a respectful tone: "The mother concubine is also ready to relax?" ”

"Where you go, I will go." Ah Zhuo folded his hands on his belt and replied neatly.

After hearing this, one head turned into two big ones, and he said that he wanted to go out to play in the afternoon because he didn't want to see the cheap concubine, and this cheap concubine was much more difficult than he imagined.

"I'm looking for Ah Ruan from the Xuanjiao Palace." He sighed helplessly, but he didn't know how old-fashioned his expression was.

Ah Ruan is his twin sister, although he is a late bloomer, how can he dislike his sister as an older brother?

In the past, when he was in the palace, he would patiently accompany her every day to play with flower ropes or weave straw knots; Now that he has moved out of the palace, he is still very worried about Ah Ruan. This is probably the love of blood.

Seeing Changxi's obviously disgusted look, Ah Zhuo didn't have the slightest superfluous words, and responded lightly, and continued to follow Changxi through the corridor wrapped with green vines.

She doesn't raise her child, and she doesn't make him happy. I vaguely remember that when I was a child, I was raised by Ruixiang Tiannu. It wasn't until she met the ancestor later that she gradually learned that these thirty-three days were so prosperous.

Changxi was sulking like a cheap mother, and it was not easy to have a seizure, so he deliberately kicked the fine grains of sand on the road, and all the way over, the hem of his robe was already a little dirty, but he was still angry, and his cheeks bulged like two buns.

Ah Zhuo has his heart, and he knows that the figure in front of him is implicitly resentful, but because he is not at home in the cultivation place, he doesn't know who he is angry with.

The two of them went around one after the other, from Ah Zhuo's Huixia Hall to Lizhu's Xuanjiao Palace.

The deaf and discerning maid saw Changxi, and while calling His Royal Highness continuously, she stepped forward courteously, greeted him and kept asking, is he okay in the near future, and so on.

Almost all of them watched Chang Xi grow up, and their feelings were naturally deep. Changxi smiled and walked for a long time surrounded by several maids, only to remember that there was a cheap concubine behind him.

Ah Zhuo stood far away under a peach tree, looking at him and the maid close, alone from himself as if he was a stranger, and suddenly his heart couldn't say what it was like. She missed the right to raise him with her own hands, and missed the opportunity to be called A-Niang by him. Time cannot be turned back, is there a remedy for everything?

Chang Xi glanced back at Ah Zhuo, ignoring the cheap concubine who seemed to be a little sad, and followed the maid into the palace where he had lived for decades.

He didn't rush to meet his sister Ah Ruan, but went to the main hall to meet Lizhu first. In his heart, his mother is only Lizhu alone. Two maidservants went to the temple first, and waited outside the temple gate for a long time.

Listening to the earnest voice inside, as if he was discussing something, Chang Xi was a little strange: he had been separated from his mother for several days, and now that his mother heard that he was coming, shouldn't she call him in immediately?

After waiting for a while, I heard a soft knock on the temple door.

Chang Xi crossed the threshold with his robe, like an arrow off the string, and suddenly pounced on Lizhu's body. He sniffed the smell on Lizhu's body greedily, and his throat was a little choked for a while: "A-Niang." ”

Lizhu's face turned pale, she didn't expect that he would call herself that after sending Changxi out for so long. Her arms hung down in place and remained motionless, and after a long time, she hugged him back and took a long breath, soothing his back and whispering, "Wu'er has lost weight." ”

This child is not her flesh and blood, but they have been together day and night for so many years, and their relationship has long been no different from that of relatives.

Lizhu held Changxi's soft body with one hand, brushed open the tent of the soft couch with the other, let him sit beside him, and took a box of snacks to feed him.

Chang Xi ate two pieces of her hand, burped in satisfaction, and then frowned as if remembering something: "The concubine doesn't like me, can I come back and continue to live with A-Niang." ”

"How could the plum blossom fairy not like you?" She wiped the stubble off her hand, pointed her fingertips at the tip of his nose and said, "It's because you're too naughty that always makes her unhappy." ”

Chang Xi counted down in front of Li Zhu, about the various deeds of the plum blossom fairy to control herself.

Lizhu was silent for a moment, thinking about how she could tell him that she was going to leave here and live in the palace Zhaoqing Garden, and that she would never be able to meet him at will. Finally, she smiled wryly and said, "I'm afraid not." It's good to let Ah Ruan live with you back to the palace. ”

"I want to be with A-Niang." As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe his tears. He has the blood of the plum blossom fairy in him, so he sheds tears when he is very sad.

She hurriedly took out the handkerchief she was carrying, and wiped the snot and tears on his face: "You will become God in ten years, how can you still cry your nose at every turn?" ”

Chang Xi cried even more sadly, as if he couldn't always shed endless tears, and he sobbed and asked, "...... Ah Niang doesn't want me and Ah Ruan? ”

Li Zhu couldn't answer, so she could only pat her chest and promise, "Trust me, the plum blossom fairy will take good care of you and Ah Ruan." Hearing his whimpering and crying, her heart ached faintly. Although she was reluctant to rest for a long time, she clearly knew that their mother-son fate was wrong from the beginning, and it was destined not to last long, and one party would eventually say goodbye first.

It was already two moments after Chang Xi stopped crying, and Ah Zhuo stood under the corridor outside the palace, quietly waiting for him to come out.

Ah Zhuo, who has heavenly ears, didn't mean to listen to them. It's just that the voices came naturally to my ears.

Although her face was silent, her heart was already churning like a sea. Lizhu does her mother's job better than her. She didn't know if she should rejoice in her long rest or mourn for herself. (To be continued.) )