Chapter 107: The Pear Falls in the Best Year
"I just came, and when I saw that the queen was asleep, I didn't let the palace people report it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Liu Zheng's face was calm, he walked to the side of the bed to help Wang Zhengjun sit down, stroked the hair on her forehead, and asked with a hint of pity, "You are too tired these days, why don't you sleep for a while?" ”
Wang Zhengjun raised his head slightly and smiled at him: "The concubines are not tired, but the emperor has worked hard for state affairs." ”
Liu Zheng smiled brightly when he heard this, gently helped Wang Zhengjun to lean on him, and said warmly: "I know that my queen is the most virtuous. ”
Is the emperor praising her? Wang Zhengjun's eyes were full of joy, but he didn't want to think about it, so he only lowered his eyebrows and smiled euphemistically. This long-lost warmth came suddenly and rarely, making her deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate herself. She moved, leaning on Liu Zheng's arms with a gentle demeanor and being silent, her eyes squinting slightly as if she was about to sleep.
"Yao'er was a little messy some time ago, but it was really unintentional, you must not take it to heart." Liu Zheng patted Wang Zhengjun's back, and a gentle voice sounded in Wang Zhengjun's ears abruptly. Wang Zhengjun's heart tightened, frowned slightly, and showed a shallow smile in his heart: "Fu Jieyu is doing this all for the emperor, how can the concubine blame her?" It's Fu Jieyu, don't be angry with your concubines. ”
After speaking, Wang Zhengjun smiled coldly in her heart, she didn't take this matter to heart, Fu Yao sued first! The emperor actually believed Fu Yao, not only favoring her, but also interceding for her in a word.
Liu Zheng didn't seem to understand the strong vinegar in Wang Zhengjun's words, and said with a very pure and indifferent expression: "I am very happy to see that you can understand each other. ”
Wang Zhengjun bowed his head and did not say a word, and under the heavy eyelashes, a trace of sadness flowed out of his eyes.
"Queen Mother!" The sound of hurried and panicked footsteps approached, and I saw Yazhu rushing in a little recklessly. Obviously, Yazhu didn't know that Liu Zheng was here, and when she saw Liu Zheng wearing a dark court dress appear in front of her, she quickly leaned down and knelt down with a panicked look, "Slave and maid knock to see the emperor!" Long live the emperor, long live, long live! The slave doesn't know that the emperor is here, please forgive the emperor! ”
Yazhu's words trembled, causing Liu Zheng to laugh lightly, "I don't blame you, get up!" Yazhu thanked him in fear, got up and stepped aside to stand quietly. Liu Zheng turned his face back and smiled at Wang Zhengjun: "The queen is resting, I still have political affairs to deal with, so I will leave first." ”
"The concubine sends the emperor!" Wang Zhengjun watched Liu Zheng leave, and when he saw that he had gone away, he couldn't wait to pull Yazhu and ask, "Yazhu, how is Shu'er?" Is she okay? ”
Yazhu shook his head worriedly, and said in a somewhat low voice: "Queen Mother, the young lady of the Xiao Mansion left this morning. ”
"Shu'er is gone?" Wang Zhengjun staggered to loosen Yazhu's sleeves and stepped back weakly, fear and sadness suddenly pouring out of his heart, devouring her intensely. Yazhu nodded sadly, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Please mourn the queen's day!" ”
Tears slid down the corners of Wang Zhengjun's eyes, little by little, but she pretended to be calm, "Yazhu, why do you say this is happening?" Shu'er is still so young, she shouldn't have left so early. ...... shouldn't be"
"Don't be too sad, no one wants this to happen. The slave maid thought that Mrs. Xiao was a kind person when she was alive, and she must have become an immortal. Yazhu supported Wang Zhengjun and comforted him. Wang Zhengjun didn't hear it, just looked out the window, his eyes were full of water, mixed with reluctance and sadness. Xiao Yu, you must be sad too, right?
On the night of Tao Shu'er's death, the entire lotus pond was covered with a downpour. The green leaves are like covers, and the rings are stacked. The pear blossoms along the road also fell to the ground with the moist wind, like a piece of tearful heart.
It wasn't until the early morning that the rain slowly lightened, but the humidity in the air was still soaked in the fragrance of flowers, invading a thousand worries. Wang Zhengjun walked out from under the eaves and stood by the lotus pond and watched quietly. Yazhu held up an umbrella for her, and Lingjuan took the cloak for her, and after a long time, Yazhu lowered her voice and said, "Queen Mother, it's too cold outside, let's go inside!" ”
Wang Zhengjun was still looking, the departed pear blossoms seemed to be Tao Shuer's soul, and she saw that Tao Shuer was really crying. She lowered her head, hid her face and wiped her tears, and said in a deep voice: "Lingjuan, help the palace prepare, the palace will leave the palace tomorrow." ”
"Is the queen going to Xiao Mansion?" Ling Juan was startled, and hurriedly lowered her head to persuade, "The queen must not!" You are a daughter, how can you deign to worship Tao Shuer? This is really unreasonable, please think twice about the queen! ”
"Yes, Queen. If you go, I'm afraid you'll provoke the courtiers. Yazhu was also a little anxious, seeing that Wang Zhengjun was silent for a while, he said in a panic, "What's more, if Fu Jieyu knows about this matter, it will be time to make a big fuss." ”
"Okay, this palace has made up its mind, so don't persuade this palace." Wang Zhengjun directly interrupted Yazhu and Lingjuan's words, and seeing that they were still worried, he raised his eyebrows and looked at them quietly, "Don't worry, this palace has its own measure, and it will be fine." ”
The next day, the carriage slowly drove towards the palace gate, and one of the guards guarding the gate immediately stretched out a spear to stop him, "Who is it?" ”
Yazhu lifted the curtain and took out the token heartily, "I am Yazhu from Jiaofang Palace, and the queen mother instructed me to go out of the palace to buy some silk thread!" ”
"It turned out to be someone from the queen's palace!" Seeing this, the guard was relieved and was about to let go, but the other sharp-eyed guard saw Wang Zhengjun sitting in the carriage and hurriedly asked, "What about the one inside?" ”
Seeing this, Wang Zhengjun, who had turned into a palace maid, lowered his head slightly, and carefully handed out the token, "I am Wei'er, and I am also the person next to the queen's mother." ”
The guard looked at the token handed over, and then at Wang Zhengjun, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. The clever Yazhu seemed to see the guard's doubts, and hurriedly reached out and pulled down the curtain to block Wang Zhengjun, "Hey! Have you seen enough? Delay the queen's errands, can you afford it? ”
The two guards were a little panicked when they heard this, and they didn't think about it anymore, and hurriedly waved their hands to let them go. The carriage had only gone a little farther, and Yazhu patted his chest and muttered, "I really scared the slave to death just now!" ”
Wang Zhengjun saw that Yazhu was cute and cute, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What, do you regret coming out with this palace?" ”
"The queen will laugh at the slave maid, where will the slave and maid regret it?" Seeing that Wang Zhengjun deliberately teased her, Yazhu couldn't help but smile in her eyes, blinked her eyes and said, "As long as the queen is reluctant to let the slave go, the slave is willing to follow the queen with all her heart!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yazhu looked at Wang Zhengjun with a hint of uneasiness, "However, the slave is really worried about the queen mother, the queen mother is too risky this time." Wang Zhengjun knew what Yazhu was thinking, but his eyes were still inexplicably calm, and he patted Yazhu's hand gently, signaling that she didn't have to worry about her.
The carriage still whizz in the wind, the sound of rolling wheels piercing the silent sky, provoking a flock of birds to flee in all directions. Wang Zhengjun, who was sitting in the car, had some sorrow between his eyebrows, and he only wished that the carriage could run faster.
At this time, Xiao Yu, who had lost **, sat alone in front of Tao Shu'er's tomb, drinking sullen wine cup after glass. The wine was violently poured into his mouth, and poured out again, flowing through the corners of his eyes, like cold and desperate tears. He ignored it, his empty eyes still staring at the straight and cold tombstone in front of him.
It was Tao Shu'er's tomb, and she was lying quietly in it. Xiao Yu's eyes were red, and he shook off the unfinished wine glass in his hand, and the wine was sprinkled on the gray tombstone, showing Tao Shuer's name dazzlingly.
"Shu'er!" Xiao Yu lowered his eyebrows and groaned, tears overflowed in his deep eyes, and the heartache was torn apart, so painful, so painful. He hated his own powerlessness, and his right hand kept pounding the ground, and the bright red blood slowly reflected the fist that his green muscles bounced.
"What are you doing?" The hysterical shouts came with the cold wind, Xiao Yu turned his head, and saw Wang Zhengjun in a white dress walking briskly towards him.