Queen Shi Ran smiled, she held a golden horn Bailing pattern butterfly hand stove in her arms, and said lightly: "You said that Mi Liangyi quenched musk in the purse she gave you, only your words, who would believe it?" Besides, she is still pregnant, even if she does it, the emperor will definitely turn big things into small things. When you end up with a bad reputation, what will be the good result? ”

The woman turned her head, her face full of unwillingness: "It's just that cheaper slut." ”

"This palace has long advised you to calm down." The queen glanced at her and said dissatisfiedly, "When she gives birth to this child, you will already be Zhaoyi, are you afraid that you will not have time to deal with her slowly?" Besides, you're still young, and you can't afford to have another child one day. As long as the grace continues, what are you worried about? ”

"Concubine Xie Niangniang taught carefully." Xiang Ronghua's face turned pale, and he already chuckled and spoke, "Mi Liangyi is friendly with that Xiang concubine in the Blessing Palace, and he is targeting me everywhere, I will definitely let that slut know the Tao and plot what my fate will be." ”

"Xiang Concubine ......" mentioned this person, Qin Suyue was still shocked in her heart, as if it was the scar left many years ago that still hurts faintly. Even though this woman has been banned in the prayer hall, from a humble background and only listed as a concubine, but for some reason, she is so jealous of Qingluan in her heart. She could clearly feel the dangerous aura of that woman, which even Concubine Chen, who had stood with her for many years, had never had.

So far, except for Qingluan, only one person in the palace has ever made her so afraid......

Qin Suyue lowered her eyes slightly, and said again: "You have a lot of time serving the emperor now, don't always be jealous, and make people think that you are petty." She sighed and casually looked at Rong Huahua's flower-like face. It's good to be young, but it's a pity that the most beautiful years of my time were spent in the long night of the palace. When he spoke again, he couldn't help but sigh a little. "The Queen Mother, have you gone to say hello?"

"The Queen Mother has often fainted these days, and the emperor's intention is to let the concubines bother less."

The queen nodded, she naturally understood what the Son of Heaven was referring to. I heard that a few days ago, Yuchen went to see the envoy of King Zhuang Xian, and successfully won some days of delay. However, Zhuang Xian Wang Rabbit is cunning, even with this heavy protection, the emperor can't hold back his temperament after all.

Queen Mother, it's time to send her on the road.

"The son has seen the queen mother."

When Qin opened his eyes again, he saw the emperor who was wearing Zhu Baituan's dragon lying in a cloud robe, standing quietly in front of the bed. The hall was already empty, and Yu Hao looked down at the old woman lying on the bed, as if she had suddenly aged for decades, but her eyes were cold.

The bamboo incense in the hall has been extinguished, and the smell of bitter medicine that cannot be concealed and the rancid stench of decay of life permeate the air. The furnace crackled and danced with a warm red core, and the Queen Mother was covered with a double layer of colorless brocade quilts, but her exposed thin arms were still trembling slightly. These hands once choked the throat of the government, and once held the supreme power in the world. And now, it can only tremble like this.

If Qin could stand up again, he thought, she would know what to do.

"Why are you here?" The Queen Mother lowered her eyes slightly, and her gray hair hung down on her wrinkled cheeks.

But the emperor was not annoyed: "The queen mother doesn't want to see me." ”

"The mourning family heard that the fetus in Xiang Ronghua's womb is gone, you should go and accompany her more."

"Xiaohe, she still has time to accompany me, but if I don't come to see my mother again, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future."

Qin Shi suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a chilling resentment in his cloudy pupils. Her hands trembled more than she did, but her figure was as calm as a bell. "Your Majesty, is this a wake-up call, and time is running out?"

"Why, I never thought that the queen mother would die." A scornful smile flashed on Yu Hao's face, but it was inexplicably a little sad. "I once forced the Empress Dowager to die, designed to let the first emperor pass on to me, control the government, lead the army to force the palace, provoke Ah Jin and I to never see each other again, and hold the military power on behalf of the queen mother of the world-how can you die."

When these heinous crimes were mentioned, Qin just smiled, and his face suddenly felt the comfort of a dying person. "You have never regarded the mourning family as your mother, you have always resented the mourning family."

"How did the queen mother consider me to be your son? As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water, but you just use me as a tool for you to gain power. But did you ever think that I too would grow up and understand how unbearable everything you have done? ”

The Queen Mother slowly sat up, she looked at the angry Son of Heaven in front of her, but a few playful smiles unexpectedly appeared: "Could it be that the emperor is so innocent?" Or do you not want to remember the crimes you have committed, and blame everything on the mourners? You know best why Imperial Concubine Jin broke off with you that day. Over the years, your ruthlessness is a hundred times better than that of the mourning family. As if he couldn't bear the weight of his body, Qin turned his head, leaned on the goose down Yunlan's gold-inlaid pillow and said with a smile: "Anyway, the mourning family has little time, and I can't help you anymore, you have done so much, are you still afraid of sending the last bowl of soup medicine to the mourning family." ”

"The imperial doctor said that the queen mother needs to recuperate." The Son of Heaven finally calmed down, and at this time he just looked at the person in front of him with an indifferent face, the woman who had been called his mother for twenty-six years. "I have today, and it is all thanks to my mother. In these days, I will leave time for the queen mother to think about what she has done in this life. I hope that in the next life, you can be a good mother. ”

He wasn't like that.

Neither is she.

Yu Hao has seen the most beautiful years of the Qin family - she has a light Roman gauze and black sideburns. Sitting beside his father, he quietly stroked the song of lovesickness. There were not many concubines of the first emperor at that time, and he was the most beloved of the first emperor among many princes. At that time, the years were quiet, and everything was like a note flowing slowly from the strings of the harmonyr.

However, a few years later, the first emperor's favorite concubines became more and more. The rapid growth of those princes made the intelligence he once proud of seem so insignificant. The queen mother is also aging, and the skin that can be broken by blowing can not hide the traces of the passage of time no matter how expensive rouge is used. In order to survive, he was sent out of Gyeonggi and went to Mobei, where he began an eight-year marching life.

It's just that he doesn't understand that the wind and sun in the border for eight years are enough to temper him like a rock. And the queen mother enjoys happiness in the palace, why will her heart become stronger than stone.

When she returned to Beijing again, the Qin family was already a noble concubine and the adoptive mother of the Thirteen Princes. The status is as noble as her, but the once gentle and pretty smile is no longer seen on her face. As if she no longer remembered her biological son, she often beat and scolded at every turn, hating herself for not being as good as other princes.

Later, the first queen was deposed, and the Qin family became the head of the middle palace as she wished. The first emperor died, and the third son Yuhao ascended the throne. Everything seemed so logical, so comfortable. It's just that when facing the power-hungry face of the queen mother, he often misses the woman who taught himself to chant a cool speech under the Qionghua tree.

Behind him, the slightly open door of Fushou Palace closed heavily. The emperor of the Great Wei looked up at the clear blue sky, and under the quiet sky, the palaces rose and fell to form a golden streamer. In the past hundred years, only this majestic and magnificent imperial city has never changed.

He knew that in just a few days, everything would be reborn. The past history will be covered like dust, and what will come to you will be another long life.