It's early winter in October.

This winter seems to have come a little earlier than usual, and soon after the beginning of winter, there was the cold of deep winter.

The north wind swept the ground, and the sky was overcast as if it could drip water droplets,

Murong Yichuan discussed the government affairs for more than an hour with Prime Minister Zhao Hanqing, Xiao Suyuan, and Zhongshu Lingxue in the imperial dining room, and only after sending the three of them away did he have time to go to Zhaoyang Palace.

Because the weather suddenly turned cold, she almost had a headache, she barely left the house for the past two days, and even the etiquette of greeting the Empress Dowager Xiao was waived, and Xiao Yunkai had a heartache yesterday, as if she was in a hurry, but the pain that had improved was aggravated again.

Because of his involvement in government affairs, it was difficult for Murong Yichuan to spare a lot of time to be by Wanruo's side, and he was also deeply ashamed of this.

When Murong Yichuan came to Sun Moon Xuan, it was as if he had just taken the medicine, and Chunxiang was waiting from the side. The strong herbal flavor comes to the face, but there is a different aroma in the bitterness. Although the taste of the medicine is bitter, it is bitter and fragrant. Although the medicinal fragrance is not as good as the floral and fruity fragrance, the medicinal fragrance is the most connotative. The bitter and sweet taste of medicinal fragrance is also like life, sweet in bitter, sweet in bitter.

Chunxiang rolled up the curtain, and Murong Yichuan sat directly on the edge of the bed, but when she saw that she was lying quietly on the bed, her eyebrows were frowning, her lips were slightly closed, and the purple-purple and purple cloud silk dragon and phoenix were covering most of her body, and through a face exposed outside the quilt, she could see that her whole person looked very weak, "Does it hurt?" Murong Yichuan reached out and stroked his wife's slightly pale face, and his deep voice was shattered by the cold wind outside the window.

As if muttering; "It's so much better than before."

Murong Yichuan took the tea offered by Chunxiang, took a sip, and felt that the temperature was just right, "Look at your touch is dry, take a sip of tea to moisten it." ”

As if sticking out her tongue and licking her chapped lips, at this time there was indeed a ** who wanted to drink tea, so she supported herself and slowly drank the tea that the other party had taken a sip of with the man's hand.

"Do you want more?" The man asked softly.

It seemed to shake his head, and then Murong Yichuan handed the empty teacup to Chunxiang and ordered him to wait outside.

After Chunxiang left, Murong Yichuan moved his body towards the bed and took Wanruo into his arms, "If you are tired, go to sleep, I will always accompany you." His gentleness is as gentle and lingering as the petals that fall between his brows.

As if putting his ear to the position of a man's heart, the strong heartbeat of the other party covered up the whining wind outside the window, listening to the huge amount of comfort and steadfastness of the human being, "Yi Chuan, now I understand that I don't have to worry about you with me." As if slowly raising his eyes, just facing the man's eyes, the entanglement between the eyes should be as if he couldn't help but pour out his deep heartfelt words, and instantly his cheeks bloomed with two shy peach blossoms, "How can I not be like this, if I know that there are many things that I can't do for you since I took charge of the country, but many times I can't help myself, can you understand?" ”

A person who can't help himself Murong Yichuan thinks that he can cover up his residence for himself, but he is not clear about himself, in fact, he is even clearer, "Don't say those bad things at this time, I am drunk and sleepy, even if the Ming Dynasty returns." ”

Murong Yichuan frowned, his fingers gently massaging his forehead, "Ruoruo, I really hate that even though I have the four seas, I can't ask you not to suffer from this headache." Seeing that he was still forbidden and his eyebrows were still forbidden, Murong Yichuan felt extremely uncomfortable, don't think that if you have supreme power or the wealth of a rich country, you can have a qiē, omnipotent, many things are inaccessible to money and wealth.

It was like a bitter smile, "Don't blame yourself like this, Hua Tuo failed to remove the headache for Cao Mengde when he was alive, and this headache in this life and this life may be my fate to accompany me, I have already admitted it." ”

It was getting late, and the wind was gradually stopping.

The brightly lit Ziquan Palace still can't hide a little loneliness, Cao personally lit his room full of red candles, and suddenly there was a warm halo circulating in the room, isolating the gradually falling ink outside the window, Cao stood by the window, and his heart was indescribably melancholy, "The emperor will not come tonight, he wants to accompany the queen mother, he always likes to accompany the queen mother." After being silent for a long time, the Cao family finally couldn't suppress the loss in his heart, and wanted to take revenge himself, "Niangniang still wants to open some, if the emperor knows that Niangniang has grievances because of falling out of favor, it's not good." Shan Qing stepped forward and said with relief.

Cao Shi smiled coldly and said disappreciatively; "This is in my own palace, what am I afraid of, I thought that having the second prince could bring good luck to the palace, but seeing that two months have passed, I am not pregnant, and my father has not been recalled to the capital by the emperor."

In the face of Cao's disappointment, Shan Qing could only comfort vigorously, "Niangniang don't be anxious, you need to think about it in the long run, maybe soon the emperor will promote General Cao, Niangniang's grace is far more prosperous than before, as long as the emperor can come, the second prince is still under Niangniang's knees, sooner or later there will be a person who can get her wish." Cao sighed long, and said very helplessly, I hope that as you say, this palace will have a day when you get your wish.

At this moment, Cao and Shan Qing vaguely heard the baby's cry, and then Cao frowned and said very angrily; "Why is this kid crying again, it's really annoying, Shanqing, you take a pill of tranquility and give it to the second prince to eat."

Shan Qing hurriedly answered, then took out a small bottle from the box behind Cao's dressing mirror, made up enough for a small purple grain to play with, turned around and went out, and soon the child's cry disappeared, so that the night of the Purple Spring Palace was restored to its original peace.