In the past few days, I can always see a dignified and elegant woman walking towards the Qingxin Palace, staying for most of the day, and then smiling out of the palace gate.

The palace people who saw it were all speculating about what kind of means this seventeenth princess had used, which actually made Emperor Chunyuan's face no longer so gloomy, and he had not seen Emperor Chunyuan lose his temper in recent days.

And this seventeenth princess has been given the title of Princess Jing'an since the day she returned, which means: demure and elegant, and always smooth. It was given a mansion again, and the emperor personally wrote the inscription: Princess Jing'an Mansion.

Princess Jing'an has been to the Qingxin Palace every day since she came back, and she has never fallen for a day, which has the meaning of continuing.

Anyway, no matter if she is favored in the future, but at the moment, this Jing'an princess has really done everyone who serves a great favor. Because of this, all the palace people who saw her were happy with her and said hello to her.

How so? She reminded everyone of the palace maid who could also make Emperor Chunyuan smile and be in a happy mood. It's just that the palace maid is a palace maid after all, even if she has won the sacred heart, she is not a fate where her whereabouts are unknown, and her life and death are unknown. A living person disappeared silently, but no one dared to track it down. It's like a stone sinking into the sea, and it can't be found again.

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The weather has been nice these days, and the snow has melted. The sun shines brightly. In the Imperial Garden, Emperor Chunyuan was taking a walk, followed by a woman in a pink palace costume smiling skillfully, pointing to every scenery and saying something.

A smile appeared on Emperor Chunyuan's face from time to time.

A few meters behind the two, Li Xiuwen walked respectfully, and Li Xiuwen followed Liufu and Piao Wu behind him.

At this time, Liufu and Piaowu both frowned slightly, and from time to time looked at Emperor Chunyuan and Princess Jing'an, who were chatting happily in front of them, and recalled in their minds that they used to accompany the emperor to talk about the world. Now, Fan'er's whereabouts are unknown, and in recent days, this Jing'an princess has come again, but the emperor loves her very much, so he went according to the situation. It is estimated that it will not be long before the ancient painting fan will be completely forgotten by the emperor.

Both of them sighed in unison in their hearts, the wait is long, but the indefinite wait is even more difficult.

Li Xiuwen looked back at the two of them who were sighing in unison, and also smiled obscurely, but then calmed down and said softly: "Don't be distracted, you have to be very cautious in front of the emperor!" ”

Luofu and Piao Wu were stunned for a moment, and then quickly nodded and stopped fugue.

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"Father, the son also planted a lot of peony flowers in the courtyard there, but the climate there is not suitable for the survival of peonies. Erchen had read about the true national color of peony in the book, and he had always wanted to see it with his own eyes. I finally went home this year, and when the peony flowers are in full bloom, Erchen must **** watch! Princess Jing'an seemed to sound the scene of peonies blooming in the garden, her eyes were waiting for longing, and she was full of longing.

Emperor Chunyuan sighed lightly and said, "I have suffered you all these years, and it is not a problem how many peonies you want to see in the future." ”

When Princess Jing'an heard this, she immediately grabbed Emperor Chunyuan's arm and said softly: "Erchen is not bitter at all, Erchen can grow up peacefully, except for the life-saving grace of Master Zhikong." The love of the father and the emperor is an important condition for the survival of the sons. If there is no father, the emperor has been taking care of his sons. I'm afraid Erchen is long gone. ”

Emperor Chunyuan brushed the top of Princess Jing'an's head, and a chuckle hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Father, mother and son are the happiest, just because of the care of the father. So Erchen never complained about anything, his father and mother love Erchen so much, and it is not easy for Erchen to survive, what is there to be dissatisfied with Erchen. Princess Jing'an murmured softly, pouring out her heart. There is a faint sense of peace in the eyes, elegant and dignified.

Emperor Chunyuan sighed lightly, thinking of the woman named Miyang, and the pity in his heart was even worse.

He is the emperor and is destined to have a harem of three thousand, but not every woman he can live up to. In addition to being an emperor, the premise is that he is just a man of flesh and blood, and he only has a heart.

And those women who give him affection, even for a lifetime, he can only helplessly live up, and all he can give them is pity. How much is pity worth? Perhaps the pitiful pity only made them more sad and heartbroken, but it was only destined to be so.

He pitied Miyang, she paid for him all her life, and he gave birth to his daughter, who has always been an elegant woman who has been indisputable with the world, he will remember it for a lifetime, but it can only be remembered and worthless pity.

His heart has long been filled with a woman whose name he doesn't know and what she looks like, and he can't tolerate others anymore

For Jing'an, he can only try his best to make up for Miyang's pity and debt to her.

Looking down at Jing'an's quiet and open-minded appearance, the corners of Emperor Chunyuan's lips hooked slightly.

Miyang, look! Her name is Jing'an and she is our daughter. She's so much like you—

The sun has set in the west, and the two are still walking together to finish the huge imperial garden, sometimes talking endlessly, sometimes walking quietly without saying a word.

But the little sense of rustiness that has been separated for ten years has long been gone.

For Princess Jing'an, she has been lonely for ten years, but she is fortunate to be able to live, and now she is able to accompany her father, which is already a great blessing, and she has always been very satisfied.

And for Emperor Chunyuan, when he is old, it is not easy to have children who are so calm and simple to accompany each other.

As an emperor, although he holds great power, he is also afraid of loneliness, especially when he is old, he will long to be able to have children around his knees and enjoy happiness on his knees.

And his throne will always inevitably be contested by his son, who sits on the throne of his father with blood on his hands. Naturally, there will be his son with blood on his hands.

He understands all this, but it hurts because he understands it.

In the emperor's family, family affection has always been the most luxurious thing.

Kiyosenji Temple.

In an elegant courtyard, an angry voice suddenly came from the ground, and even the plane trees in the house trembled three times. The few dead leaves left on the tree also fell to the ground tragically.

"You may be able to have a longer memory when you wander around all day, but why do you come back scarred every time? The leg injury from a while ago hasn't healed yet! This is another back of scars! Do you think that the old gold sore medicine is blown by the wind, so easy to get? Every time I give you a lot of medicine, I feel distressed and old! Hurry up and let your master take you away, and stay here any longer, and the old and decaying temple will be you-"

"Master, this seems to be the Seisenji Temple of Master Zhikong-"

The ancient painting fan covered his ears, looked at it sluggishly, and began to nagging again, Master Yiyun, who had no choice but to stop it. (To be continued.) )