In recent times, the most shocking thing for the government and the opposition is that the emperor has made the fifth prince Jing Wang Li Lu as the prince of Qizhu, which is undoubtedly equivalent to the prince's gift.

{We don't write novels, we're just online text porters - the five princes are brave and good at fighting, the art of war is like a god, and they have 100,000 elite soldiers in their hands, guarding Nanjun.}

Now, he has been named the Prince of Qizhu, and he is even more proud.

Not long after the death of the crown prince, the emperor favored the five princes like this, perhaps, he is the best candidate for the future crown prince.

The ministers speculated and weighed.

Those ministers who were once attached to the crown prince are now even more on the side of the five princes.

Now, the five princes are in power, and the courtiers are all congratulating.

But Qing'er is most distressed by the three princes - King Guangling.

I saw him wandering alone on the side of the side hall many times, the lonely figure, and the scarlet official robe that accompanied him sighed the sadness of loneliness.

Just like that, pacing back and forth, over and over again.

Qing'er looked at him from afar, over and over again.

One day, Qing'er walked alone in the locust forest.

The breeze blows, and the acacia flowers fall, a little white, as light as snowflakes.

The fresh air, the soft fragrance of flowers, the unconscious Qing'er danced, closed their eyes tightly, and gently sniffed the fragrance of flowers.

Revel in the locust forest.

"Mu Yao, Mu Yao......"

'Mu Yao'?

'Wang Muyao'?

Isn't this the name of the Queen Mother of Guangling?

Qing'er suddenly came back to her senses and was stunned.

Be...... It was the emperor who was standing in front of him.

His eyes were so soft and full of warmth, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man.

Is this the emperor?

Where is the majesty of the past?

Where are his eagle-sharp eyes at that moment?

Qing'er couldn't tell whether it was the emperor standing in front of her, or a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who fell in love?

"Qing'er, are you still stunned? Don't see the emperor yet? ”

Gonggong Chen hurriedly followed from behind the emperor, bowed his body, lowered his head slightly, and warned Qing'er to salute the emperor quickly.

Qing'er realized her gaffe and hurriedly saluted.

"Qing'er see the emperor!"

Qing'er just bent down, and her hands were suddenly held in the palm of the emperor's hand.

Qing'er's face was stunned, and she didn't know what to do.

"Mu Yao, I finally see you again! Mu Yao ......"

Regarding Qing'er's behavior, the emperor was very puzzled.

"Mu Yao, do you know that I often wait for you under this locust tree?"

Seeing Qing'er bow her head and be silent.

He looked a little panicked, a little uneasy.

"Mu Yao, what's wrong with you? Don't you know me? I'm your brother. Mu Yao...... You're still complaining about me, you're still hating me, are you? ”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's ......"

Gonggong Chen tried to remind the emperor.

He was cautious for fear of touching the dragon scales.

"Your Majesty, this is Qing'er! Look, this is Qing'er! ”

The emperor seems to have woken up.

His eyes full of tenderness, in an instant, gradually turned into a bottomless loss.

He let go of Qing'er's hand, and looked at Gonggong Chen beside him with sharp eyes, as if he was resentful and blaming.

Gonggong Chen trembled, and his body bent lower.

The emperor looked at Qing'er in front of him coldly.

"Qing'er, why are you here?"

"Back to the emperor, Qing'er went to the tea shop to get tea, out of curiosity, she found a detour, but she didn't think about it, but she went around here."

Qing'er leaned over and said.

"Seeing that the acacia flowers are in full bloom here, it is very beautiful and quiet, so I stayed for a while!"

The emperor looked at the depths of the acacia forest, and his sharp eyes revealed boundless sadness.

"Tranquility! Fine! The locust flowers are blooming again, why haven't you come back? ”

He gestured casually and motioned to Gonggong Chen and Qing'er.

"Stay out and watch. I want to be alone! ”

"Yes!"

The emperor walked towards the depths of the locust forest.

His steps were heavy, and his steps were very difficult.

Qing'er suddenly found that at some point, the emperor's head was already covered with silver hair.

He was diligent in court affairs, and he kept reviewing and reviewing the folds day and night.

The Qing'er around him understands best, such a diligent emperor for the world, why does God still let him grow old?

If it is really a hundred years later, how should future generations evaluate his gains and losses?

Qing'er, Gonggong Chen retreated to the outside of the acacia forest and waited.

Looking at this rich locust forest.

Qing'er seems to have seen it: that year, she was as beautiful as a flower, quiet and graceful, dressed in white, graceful and graceful.

He is handsome and bright, with heroic hair, brocade clothes and jade belts, and Ding Pei is ringing.

In order to alleviate her longing for her hometown, he accompanied her and planted the ten miles of acacia flowers with his own hands.

Winter goes to spring, and the locust tree gradually grows.

Under the moonlit night, she danced in the depths of the locust forest, her eyebrows were like frowns, her eyes were like autumn, her white clothes were curling, her clothes were fluttering, and the petals of the acacia flowers were flying all over the sky, falling on her eyebrows and skirts.

He danced with his sword.

Drinking under the moon.

What a wonderful way it would be if life could always be like this!

However, in the end, the emperor who had just ascended the throne was helpless to the power of the court situation, and was forced by the authority of King Shu, and the emperor personally executed his favorite Wang Muyao, as well as her brother, Wang Shuwen, a loyal minister who had helped the emperor ascend the throne, and 246 people including the Wang family.

Looking at the emperor in the depths of the locust tree, Qing'er didn't know what kind of helplessness this man should have had when he executed his loyal ministers who were in trouble like a brother and the woman he loved the most in his life!

He knew that Wang Shuwen's rebellion was deliberately planted by King Shu, and it was a lesson that King Shu gave to himself who had just ascended to the throne of God, but he couldn't do anything!

What kind of helplessness should that be!

The acacia forest has witnessed the emperor's best love and the best time.

The emperor came to the acacia forest, just to find the bits and pieces of the past.

It turned out that in front of Wang Muyao, the majestic emperor would also become another person, a son full of tenderness.

"Qing'er...... Qing'er ......"

Gonggong Chen shouted to Qing'er who was slightly stunned in front of him.

Realize that someone is calling yourself.

Qing'er hurriedly came back to her senses.

"Grandpa Chen, just now, Qing'er thanks Grandpa Chen! If it weren't for Grandpa Chen......"

"You and I are both minions! It's all for the emperor! ”

Chen Gong is fair.

"It's indispensable to mention each other. You tell me? Besides, in the future, the old slave will have to be taken care of by the young girl. ”

"My care?"

Qing'er was a little puzzled.

Chen Gonggong's official position is higher than his own, but Qing'er doesn't understand this.

Gonggong Chen didn't answer Qing'er's doubts, but just looked at the emperor in the depths of the acacia forest.

"Qing'er, the old slave reminded Miss Qing'er. If there is nothing special in the future, try not to come to this locust forest. Every year when the locust flowers bloom, our emperor will come to this locust forest three or five times. I don't know why. The number of times I came today has increased, and the old slave has counted ten times. Every day, as soon as I open my eyes, I am asking, 'Have the acacia flowers bloomed?' 'Miss Qing'er is a smart person, and the old slave doesn't say much. ”

"Qing'er, thank you Gonggong Chen!"

Qing'er thanked her.

In the palace all these years, Gonggong Chen has been helping himself, and he almost angered Long Yan just now.

Qing'er still understands this very well.

Grandpa Chen smiled.