The sun slowly lost its scorching heat from the heat of midsummer to a gentle and silent one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 It silently sprinkled on Lin Qixu's cold back, penetrating into her heart, which was getting colder and harder day by day.

She asked slowly, "What does the concubine need to know?" ”

More than 20 years ago, it was when the emperor was still alive.

At that time, the Fuguo Duke had just had his eldest son, and the regent at that time was still very painful for his frail and sickly younger brother who was still in his knees, and everything was beautiful like a distant dream.

King Rui has always been reluctant to think of those years, that period of ignorance when he thought that he could rule the world, share his husband's worries, and make great achievements.

He didn't see the queen mother who had already stretched out her fangs and sharpened her knife, and he didn't notice his father who was hesitating and hesitating.

A time that can never be returned.

"At that time, the Wuxiang Marquis Mansion was indeed infinitely beautiful."

"The main reason for the subsequent decline is because they are on the wrong team."

King Rui said expressionlessly.

On the wrong side?

Lin Qixu felt that not only did he have bad ears, but even his brain was a slurry.

The heirs of the first emperor withered, a current emperor, a Rui King, and a low-key King Liang who almost had no sense of existence.

King Liang's mother's house......

Oh my God—it seems to be the Marquis of Wuxiang's Mansion.

"King Liang's biological mother is a girl next to the Marquis of Wuxiang, after entering the palace, she was fortunate to give birth to a prince, and her father was martyred when he left, and King Liang has been sick since then."

Martyrdom?

In Lin Qixu's opinion, what is the difference between this and being buried alive.

Rui Wang's tone was very strange, and he couldn't tell what the emotion was.

"Whenever this happens, the king is especially grateful to his father." Fortunately, his mother is still living in the palace for the elderly, although she is not the most noble one, but she can finally live in peace.

"It should be the Queen Mother."

"It doesn't matter who it is." The corners of King Rui's mouth were full of sarcasm, and he said, "The Marquis of Wuxiang doesn't know what to think, because this chaste and unswerving concubine also got a second-class light car captain." ”

Lin Qixu smiled bitterly and said: "Such a secret matter, if it weren't for the prince, how could the concubine know about it?" ”

During the New Year's holidays, King Liang stayed in the most inconspicuous position, and had almost no communication with the Marquis of Wuxiang, and the capital owed even gossip to this prince who had been sick for more than ten years.

"King Liang, he has a knot in his heart for the Hou Mansion." There is no doubt about that.

King Rui even doubted many times that the farce and rebuke in the Marquis of Wuxiang back then was there any handwriting by King Liang? He has very little impression of this younger brother, and the scene he remembers most clearly is that he snuggled in the arms of his biological mother, like a child who does not grow up, and the mother and son are happy, so they are not able to do anything, but the relationship with their mother is excellent.

How can such a child have no complaints?

"Wuxianghou once wanted to marry his niece and granddaughter to him, but it didn't work."

Lin Qixu suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, the Marquis of Wuxiang Mansion was involved with King Liang, although it was almost forgotten by the world, but there were always clues to inquire, the thirteenth and eighth had been searching for so long, why didn't they even find this relationship?

She couldn't help but ask: "Is King Liang's biological mother far away from the Marquis of Wuxiang?" ”

"It's not close. After careful study, they are almost out of five suits. "The main thing is that no one preaches it, King Liang doesn't want to see the Hou Mansion, and the Hou Mansion must be a low-key person after the accident, and he will not take the liberty of climbing the adult prince.

Thoughts are inextricably linked, like a dense net, intertwined and densely intertwined, each of which cannot be ignored, and every strand must be carefully scrutinized. Lin Qixu squinted his eyes for a while, and Fang asked, "That Xinghua Temple, does the prince know?" ”

Those three words came out of his mouth, and King Rui's eyes completely changed.

From indifferent and calm, it suddenly became thunderous and sharp.

Lin Qixu showed a wry smile: "Have you forgotten that the Zhuangzi where the concubine lives is quite close to Xinghua Temple?" An old man who often goes to deliver food always likes to chatter and talk a lot about the past. ”

She looked at King Rui, whose expression had changed drastically, and a ridiculous thought came to her.

Could it be that King Fei Rui was also confused back then?

"So coincidentally?"

"It's not a coincidence. It was the concubine who went to inquire, but God favored her, and there were really some clues. Lin Qixu was a little lucky, and smiled pitifully at King Rui.

King Rui snorted lightly: "Then why do you do everything possible to ask this king?" ”

"Because the concubine knows that the land is too scattered." Lin Qixu simply poured beans into the bamboo tube, and had a showdown with the prince in one go, and she naturally hid about Yanzhu's origin.

After hearing this, King Rui smiled coldly: "The Buddha Gate is pure?!" It's just a pickled ground like a kiln. ”

"But even if it is a gathering of people, it is not a fatal blow to a Hou Mansion-" Otherwise, so many green buildings would not have to close their doors and customers.

"What if you add a few lives?"

Lin Qixu continued to look at the prince.

King Rui added a sentence coolly: "At that time, the Marquis of Wuxiang was the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, and this scandal happened, and it happened that his squire was not only talented, but also from a prestigious family, and he took care of the cabinet and squeezed him down. ”

Feng Shui takes turns, once a son of heaven and a courtier.

The Marquis of Wuxiang Mansion is probably unable to produce capable ministers in this dynasty.

"It was quietly revealed, and then carefully buried, and it was known to the people in the cabinet, and it was only a reprimand. The key is that this matter is a big one, and the few girls who didn't have it at that time inexplicably stood up from their parents' clan, but they were still the squire's family in the suburbs of Beijing, and they couldn't be forced or softened. ”

King Rui couldn't hide the meanness of his words, and said: "People come prepared, and they are willing to deal with the Wuxiang Hou Mansion, how can they prevent it." ”

"Lord Wang, do you mean that this is all the handiwork of King Liang?" Lin Qixu asked quietly.

This time, King Rui didn't answer her, and glanced at her lightly, which probably means that you have talked enough today.

He sighed a little: "King Liang once thought that after waiting for his father to be a hundred years later, he would take his mother to the fiefdom to enjoy the blessings, and from time to time he would travel in the mountains and rivers to see the worldly red dust, but his life was cut off by this accident. ”

"Counting it, this king hasn't met with him for nearly half a year."

Lin Qixu was silent, if King Liang really missed his mother like this, how could he live so lightly and peacefully. In the funeral matter, if she wants to say that there is no handwriting from the Queen Mother, she will never believe it.

The lazy meaning of the afternoon spread, and King Rui spoke nearly twice as much as usual today, and drank a large sip of tea with a dry mouth, his mind was still depressed and chaotic, and his eyes were gloomy and gloomy in his sleepiness, and he didn't know what to ponder.

"Lord, then Ming'er I'll go and talk to the princess about the concubine. After Shu Yao entered the house, I cleaned up the west side hall and let her live, do you have no opinion? ”

"Yes."

Probably too tired, King Rui closed his eyes after saying these two words.

The autumn sun had no warmth lightly, and it was between Lin Qixu's tangled eyebrows, and it never dispersed for a long time.