In the center of the spacious room stood King Cheng, and Concubine Zhuang took a quick step forward, but saw that he did not immediately entangle himself as before, but stood firmly in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Her eyes fluttered, she took the initiative to step forward and gently lean on his back, felt his body stiffen, pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hands to wrap around his waist, her chin rested on his shoulder, sighed softly, and said nothing.

King Cheng stood silently for a long time, slowly turned half of his body sideways, and took Zhuang Guifei into his arms. After a long time, Youyou spoke: Long'er, you have to take care of it!

Concubine Zhuang was stunned for a moment, raised her head and looked at King Cheng carefully: What's wrong? It's Long'er, what did he say today?

She was in the garden just now, and she heard the little waiter report that King Cheng and Zhao Long had quarreled. She was stunned and hurriedly brought her personal maid over. I only heard one sentence, and I was shocked in my heart, thinking that it was King Cheng and Zhao Long who said something. However, King Guancheng's expression was dissatisfied with Zhao Long.

King Cheng sighed slightly and did not speak. Concubine Zhuang suddenly smiled and sneered: "Okay! What is there to worry about the two fathers and sons? Isn't Long'er's temper exactly the same as yours? It's not like you, they're all stubborn and good, a pair of tough donkeys! ”

King Cheng unconsciously smiled, only for a moment, he solemnized his face again, turned over Concubine Zhuang's face, and said, "Yue'er, I mean seriously, didn't you find out?" He's been avoiding me lately. Listening to Long'er's words today, he seems to know something. I look at him like that and want to eat me, as if I were a heinous person......"

Concubine Zhuang Guifei's smiling face couldn't hold it anymore, it gradually faded, straightened her face, lowered her head closer, and pondered in her heart: Zhao Hong's sons have four or five, and the eldest is eighteen years old. This flattered him, and it was himself who suffered.

Looking at the man in front of her, Zhuang Xiaoyue suddenly became uncertain......

After Concubine Zhuang returned to the palace, she was thinking about going to see Zhao Long, but suddenly Gong'e ran to say that Emperor Kang Yuan was looking for him. She turned around and walked back.

Recently, Emperor Kang Yuan's spirit has been getting better and better, but his body is getting thinner and thinner, and his body, which was originally quite rich, has rapidly decreased. When the imperial doctor saw it, he couldn't say anything, only that it was because of a long illness, and his body was empty, so he prescribed some nourishing herbs.

Sometimes, she looked at Emperor Kang Yuandi's sunken eye sockets and worried: Will he suddenly ......

She quickened her pace and entered the dormitory, but she heard a burst of laughter: it was Zhao Yarong's voice.

She walked in gently, Zhao Yarong was lying on the bookcase drawing something, and Emperor Kang Yuan was crouching behind her, stretching out her hand to point, and the two were talking and laughing from time to time.

Zhuang Xiaoyue coughed lowly, and the two looked over. Zhao Yarong happily raised her head and shouted: "Mother! ”

Zhuang Xiaoyue walked over with a smile, there was a painting on the table, painting four villains, she looked at it for a long time, pointed to the man in the middle and said: Who is this?

Zhao Yarong glanced at it and giggled: Father!

Zhuang Xiaoyue let out an "oh" and glanced at Emperor Kang Yuan, who was squinting and smiling: The man in this painting is obviously much younger, and Zhao Yarong can't paint it. It must have been painted by Emperor Kang Yuan, she sighed slightly.

Emperor Kang Yuan glanced at her, Concubine Zhuang followed, and the two walked inside, Zhao Yarong lay on the table, patiently dipped in the color, and said something in her mouth......

Inside the house, Concubine Zhuang looked at Emperor Kang Yuan with a serious face, her fingers pinched her sleeves tightly, her knuckles turned white, and she kept nodding her head.

After Emperor Kang Yuan finished speaking, his eyes stared at Zhuang Guifei for a moment: "Can you remember?" ”

Concubine Zhuang reached out and picked up the edict on the table, looked at the vermilion seal, and her fingers couldn't help but tremble. The edict, the edict of succession, Xiao has thought about it for so long, and now he finally holds it in his hand, it is so unreal.

In black and white, covered with a jade seal, this matter is a certainty.

She tried her best to suppress her beating heart and lowered her voice: "Your Majesty! ”

She really wanted to take the edict at the moment, and now she went to announce that she would never accompany this bad old man again!

Every time, she tried her best to suppress and try her best to convince herself: This is Brother Hong!

When she Zhuang Xiaoyue met Zhao Hong at the age of 13, she secretly promised that she would live with him in this life, even if she was a concubine, she didn't care. He was also tender and sweet to her, extremely gentle.

However, before he could come to propose, the emperor happened to see their sisters at a royal gathering...... She was sent to the palace by the family substitute sister.

The emperor is sixty years old, older than her grandfather, who is willing to send a delicate daughter to the palace? She guessed, maybe Emperor Kang Yuan just made a casual gesture back then?

Uncle Clan didn't hesitate to pick her. She also cried and begged, but no one paid attention to her, and her parents would only persuade her. She even thought of seeking death, asking her to spend the rest of her life with a bad old man, she was disgusting to death!

It was him, Zhao Hong appeared and said to her: "Yue'er, you help me!" You know, my father has five sons, and if he wants to take the turn, he can't take my turn. My father is old, and I will stay up for five years at most, so you can bear with it...... I'll make it up to you. You are my imperial concubine. Except for the queen's position, everything is up to you! None of them can compare to you! You are my nobleman and my hero...... Yue'er! You like me, I know! Help me! Don't you hate them? When the time comes, it's up to you how you want to vent! Luckily? ”

Zhuang Xiaoyue burst into tears, looked up to the sky and sighed: This is blocking her way, this palace, she is settled.

That night, Zhao Hong left her for the first time, and the two lingered for a night, and she also shed tears for a night. Dawn, she wiped away her tears, smiled brightly, got into the sedan chair, and returned to her uncle's house, no one asked her where she had gone one night, and she curled the corners of her mouth......

Entering the palace, Emperor Kang Yuan looked at her, happily named her a beauty, she sneered, showed all her strength, tried her best to please, Emperor Kang Yuan was overjoyed, stayed at her place every night, and did not hesitate to collect deer blood everywhere......

She was extremely disgusted in her heart, and just when she was irritable in her heart and couldn't bear it anymore, Zhao Hong appeared at the right time. Later, she became pregnant and was Zhao Hong's child.

Zhao Long looks like Zhao Hong. But who would doubt it? Zhao Hong and Emperor Kang Yuan were originally father and son, who can tell?

Later, Zhao Yarong was born again, and she was still Zhao Hong's child......

Emperor Kang Yuan was overjoyed and regarded the two children as treasures. Every time she looked at their father's kindness and filial piety, her heart was happy: this was her revenge for Emperor Kang Yuan......

Besides, she didn't do anything wrong, these two children are the descendants of the Zhao family, this is definitely true, it's done! It's just that the generations are different, sons, daughters, have become grandsons, granddaughters.

She squeezed the things in her hand, raised her head and smiled, and said goodbye to Emperor Kang Yuan, and when she turned around, the wide sleeves of her robe fell, covering the things in her hand......