In August, the heat has not disappeared, but it is a little cooler than the hot wind in July. Liu Che, www.biquge.info pen "Fun" pavilion, sat in the imperial chariot on the return trip, pushed open the window and looked over.

Thick dark clouds pressed the deep sky so low that one almost felt like one could reach out and reach for a cloud. The bright and dazzling sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the clouds, shining brightly on the large cloud line, casting a little transparent edge in the inky black.

It's like Gillian's smile when she is quiet, warm and a little cold.

He misses Gillian very much, and he misses it very much.

It's been the tenth year since they got married this year, but it's like yesterday, and even her shy and sweet smile in Tai** seems to be still in front of her.

Love is affectionate, and time moves slowly.

He thought about it carefully, except for the busy political affairs and the occasional concubine, he lived with Gillian almost every day. Pingyang asked him in every possible way after so many years, isn't he tired?

If you don't get tired, how can you get tired?

Jiaojiao is specially given by God for him, delicate and lovely, bright and lively, and the best words in the world are still not enough for her.

What's more, he can be close to her, he doesn't have to guard against whether she is using him, and if so, he is willing to do it. And Jiaojiao can also rest assured to discuss with him and ask for his opinion on Dou family affairs, so he doesn't mind reusing the best Dou baby of the Dou family. Because in fact, this is already equivalent to holding it in his hands.

He sat back in the car, and there was a bottle of lotus flowers in full bloom on several cases, which was full of fragrance. It was a landslide that blocked the lane on the way back, and a lotus pond was accidentally found when he stopped and paced.

I happily picked a few branches that were blooming, and found a milky white lotus vase, and took it up like a treasure.

This minion is really good at picking. Knowing that the queen loves him, he naturally loves the house and Wu when he sees it, and it is pleasing to the eye. He looked at this bottle of lotus flowers, and couldn't help but think that the bowl lotus in the Jiaofang Hall was also blooming, and Jiaojiao was afraid that she was waiting for him to go back at the moment while she was appreciating the bowl lotus.

Liu Che looked at Chuntuo with a smile and asked to take it.

He looked at the lotus flowers in full bloom, thinking that they probably grew up in this landscape and countryside, and they were much more free and happy. These lotus flowers are exceptionally fresh and moist, so white that people are full of love, and they are afraid of hurting it when they touch it.

Like Jiaojiao, love things are naturally more like the original appearance of the person you love. Kind and gentle, even if it is a little delicate, it is also hot. She is like water and like fire, and she swims at both ends. But in his bones, he is completely cold, and he stands outside the world.

Sometimes, he feels like he knows Gillian well enough. Her world is his, but she is not alive for him. She seems to be happy, she is well-fed and pampered. But it seems to be unhappy, probably because he has been childless for a long time, probably because there are more and more beauties in the harem, or maybe he has been so busy in the past two years that he almost doesn't have time to accompany her to run a horse.

Recently, he always felt that he and Gillian were separated by a transparent and invisible wall, and she closed her heart, making people feel very close, but far away. Sometimes she was looking at him, but her eyes seemed to penetrate him, through the overlapping Han Palace, and landed on the edge of the distant sky.

She didn't want to say that when she looked at him, she was all smiling and carefree.

He didn't ask, he wanted to make Gillian her own space even if she was as intimate as them. He also wanted to go back to the palace and accompany her for a few days, not going anywhere, just like wasting a morning in the palace reading books and talking when he first got married.

Liu Che was half-lying on the couch, thinking about what he wanted to do with Gillian one by one. The joy and joy of returning to the palace lingered in his heart, and drowsiness gradually hit him.

The Son of Heaven went out on patrol, and it was a temporary initiative, even though the conditions were limited, Chuntuo still tried his best to maintain all the food, clothing, housing and transportation he could. But when he saw that the disaster area was starving and dying, how could he still eat and sleep?

He personally inspected the embankment of the Yellow River, met with county magistrates, and asked questions about the details of the disaster-stricken areas. This is his responsibility and his honor. He didn't think he had done much of a great deal, but when he left, the sea of people who had sent him for hundreds of miles made him burst into tears.

This time the Yellow River is worth it.

He saw the hearts of the people, soft and strong.

As soon as the tiredness and tense heartstrings of the days were released, I almost fell asleep when I lay down.

The chariot moved steadily forward with a slight sway, and after I don't know how long, he sat up from his sleep suddenly, his heart empty and restless.

Just like the day when his uncle's house sent a letter to say that his uncle died, he couldn't say how irritable he was, but he didn't expect to say that his uncle died in the evening.

Although he made up his mind that he would never use his uncle from now on, he never thought that his uncle would be depressed after coming down from the position of prime minister, lingering on the sickbed, and then died suddenly.

The queen mother didn't say a word about her uncle's death, she must have blamed him.

He felt a panache in his chest, took a deep breath and gently relaxed.

Suddenly, the chariot stopped, and the road ahead was blocked again?

He sighed and forced the monster that almost jumped out of his heart. Just as he was about to push the door out, he heard Chun Tuo knock on the door with some hesitation, "Your Majesty? ”

Liu Che snorted, pushed open the chariot door, and Chun Tuo stood under the chariot, his face pale, and he wanted to speak again.

He glanced at Chun Tuo funny, the road was blocked and it was not something he could do, he would not be angry with him no matter how anxious he was.

Eight white horses were neighing with their heads held high, and he crouched down and patted them on the neck, "Your Majesty! A panicked and shrill voice startled him, and unexpectedly, Chuntuo did not reprimand.

Moreover, the voice is still somewhat familiar.

He looked for prestige, and then he saw a yellow door kneeling at Chuntuo's feet, covered in mud and buried with his head, facing his affairs, and the yellow door slowly raised his head.

It was Yang who was proud, his eyes were swollen like walnuts, his eyes were red, and his face was almost no longer human color, pale and transparent, and bloodless. He raised his face, paused word by word, and said clearly: "Your Majesty, Niangniang wants to welcome you." It was raining continuously, and the mother wanted to take a shortcut to the mountain road, but she didn't want to encounter falling rocks and startling horses...... The cart and the horse fell into the abyss......"

Liu Che was at a loss, and he was stunned in front of everyone for a rare time in his life. The longer the emperor did this, the more careful he was not to let his emotions come out and let people speculate about him.

But now he has forgotten, forgotten about these, forgotten about what has almost become an instinct.

He felt that his heart was shocked by the thunder of this sunny day at this moment, and he forgot to beat, and Venus crackled and exploded in front of him. He stood there like a log, forgetting to speak, forgetting to ask about the situation. There was a blank in his mind, a lonely blank, a terrible blank.

He understood every word.

However, when combined to form a sentence, the specific meaning it represents. He doesn't understand, really doesn't. Or rather, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Horses! Lead me to the horse! Then he shouted hoarsely at Chuntuo.

Chun Tuo looked at Liu Che and hesitated. Liu Che turned his reels and kicked him over with one kick, "Go!" ”

The horse was soon brought in, and he turned over neatly on the horse, clamped the horse's belly, and gave the horse a whip fiercely. Like a light smoke, it disappeared into the driveway in an instant.

Chun Tuo reacted first from his stunned mind, slapped his thigh and said urgently: "Don't chase it yet!" Chase! ”

Heaven and earth are vast, and there is no end in sight.

Liu Che had no goal, and rode his horse like a headless fly. His mind was in turmoil, and when he thought of Yang's proud words, his brain hurt and almost exploded.

He thought that he and Gillian would have a lifetime to get along. He thought that even though she was a little lonely and cold now, he could still warm her up as before. He thought that he would use time to prove to her that what he said was life and death, and he said it to Zicheng.

How so?

How so?

No, before leaving the palace, she leaned against the door of the palace delicately and told him to go early and return early with a smile, and the words were still in her ears.

Some time ago, she talked every day that her son was now Tao, and if someone hadn't watched it, she would have been able to tear down the house. Her eyebrows and eyes were crooked and full of happiness.

At that time, he just listened quietly, but in his heart he thought that he should privately call for famous doctors. Gillian didn't want to see it, so she had to ask her to watch it.

They should also have such a naughty but beloved child, who didn't feel it before, and hated the mother's nagging. But he was twenty-four years old and began to look forward to the child.

Wang Bazi's child is not good, Liu Ping called her to raise a submissive promise, and when he saw him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. The fatherly affection he had brewed for a while was defeated, and he thought that he still had to be raised by Gillian.

His eyes blurred, and his tears bent when the wind came up.

He forgot how long he had been running, and when he woke up, he had already entered Weiyang Palace. There was an aura of despair throughout the palace, and he walked inside vigorously.

He was holding himself down: Gillian, just waiting for him to come back in this Jiaofang Palace.

Right here!

She's right here!

Haitang greeted her with tears in his eyes, he glanced at her and asked, "What about the queen?" ”

Without waiting for her to answer, he went inside, to the dormitory, to the side hall, to the study, and looked for it one by one. The palace people who found the full hall stopped and didn't dare to look at him, he knew that these eyes were full of sadness, sympathy, sympathy for his loss of mandarin ducks, sympathy for him to really become a lonely man!

He suddenly raised his head and coldly shouted to the faint whisper of sobs in the hall, "What are you crying about! ”

The crying stopped abruptly, and at this time, Chuntuo, who was out of breath, ran into the hall and said with a crying voice: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!!" ”

He looked at Chuntuo with surprise, "Is Jiaojiao back?" ”

How can you survive if you fall from a 100-meter-high cliff and break your bones?

Chun Tuo was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak when he called Liu Che, and he said something in a low voice. No one heard clearly, and he began to weep.

"Your Majesty, the cliff is 100 meters deep, Niangniang is only afraid that it has ......"

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"Presumptuous !!!" Liu Che was furious, and the softness that was still in anticipation turned into a hideous face in an instant! He strode forward and kicked Chuntuo's heart, kicking Chuntuo three steps away, covering his chest and not daring to breathe, lying on the ground and desperately hitting his mouth.

But he still couldn't calm Liu Che's anger, he continued to give Chun Tuo a kick, pointed at him and scolded: "You have been serving me since you were a child, so that you are a little ignorant!" The queen who dares to curse! I want to punish your nine clans! Nine Clans!! ”

Liu Che has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and these two feet are ten out of ten sincerity, and Chuntuo who kicked him was dizzy for a while, but he still slapped himself hard at once. After a while, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

He knows that even if what he says is the truth, but His Majesty doesn't want to hear it, he doesn't want to listen to it, then he is wrong, and his mouth is wrong.

But he had to say, he had to say!

His Majesty was stunned, and before he could react, he subconsciously ran back to the palace. If you want to go to the place where the mother fell, what if you don't pay attention and make some mistakes?

Who will take care of it?

That's really dead! The Queen Mother was the first to tear him apart and feed him to the dogs!

Liu Che's throat was on fire, and there were knives all over the house, he had to kill Chuntuo with one knife, and kill the rebellious Chuntuo!

But helplessly, this is the dormitory, and it is really impossible to find a knife in the palace.

Seeing that Liu Che's anger had dropped a little, Chun Tuo stepped forward on his knees and hugged his thigh and persuaded: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Your Majesty, slaves and maids should be! You're out of gas! ”

All the people of the palace knelt down, and the hall was like a cemetery, as quiet as a cemetery, and as desolate as a cemetery.

He kicked Chuntuo away, pointed to the door and shouted, "Get out! Look for it again! Adjust the door army to find it! ”

Chun Tuo inhaled the cold air, the corners of his mouth were already swollen, and he spoke like a tongue in his mouth: "No! The leader quickly withdrew, and carefully closed the temple door again.

Only Liu Che was left in the hall after the eruption, and he fell to the ground as if he had lost support. Finally, I cried silently. He covered his eyes, trying to restrain himself as much as he could.

But, it's too hard, it's too hard.

Outside the hall, Chun Tuo twitched the corners of his mouth, pressed his chest and asked someone to help him walk outside the Jiaofang Palace. Knocked down the hand he was holding, reluctantly turned over on the horse, and muttered: "No one is at ease when they go, you still have to go by yourself!" ”

He leaned over and told Begonia, "Wait well for Your Majesty!" Don't ask Your Majesty to leave the palace! ”

But after thinking about it, I felt that this was nonsense, who could stop Your Majesty?

Begonia has already cried and smiled, although she is trying her best to suppress it. But it was obvious that he was out of breath and couldn't speak, so he could only nod desperately at him.

Yang Deyi had already taken the first step to go to the falling horse, he took a deep breath, and said, "I really can't stop it, hurry up and call the Queen Mother!" ”?

Chuntuo raised the horsewhip, and in the running of the horse, he actually thought distractedly: I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could run a horse in the palace in order to find the queen's mother!

What is this called?

What's going on!

In the hall, Liu Che was stiff crying.

The scenes of so many years flashed in front of his eyes, and Gillian smiled when she was a child, and she said to him sweetly and glutinously, "You're so smart, your peach blossom eyes are full of starlight." She still cried, she would cry about everything, even when she saw a caterpillar, so that he would no longer dare to scare her.

Over the years, only protection and care will rise.

He slowly understood that she liked him, beyond family and friendship.

Fortunately, God favored him extraordinarily. Just as the queen mother dreamed, as the grandmother said, he was a child given by the gods to the Han family.

He is the crown prince, the prince, and the husband of Gillian.

So, he got everything he dreamed of.

No matter how unsatisfactory life is, these two things are filled.

Power and beauty.

But why? Why? Why?

He couldn't figure it out, he stared blankly at the layout of the hall according to Gillian's preferences. She seemed to be in the hall, and he could even feel the faint lotus fragrance that she had been stained with as soon as she entered the summer.

He got up and looked in the temple, and there was her shadow everywhere. (To be continued.) )