Ling Ruo can feel the heaviness of Yinzhen's heart, a Liu family is not enough to keep Yinzhen in his heart at all times, but a Liu family with a dragon fetus is enough to affect Yinzhen's joys, sorrows, and heirs...... It was the most important thing for the royal family, especially after Hongsheng's death.

And she knew the reason for the Dao, but she couldn't say anything, this feeling was really uncomfortable. She endured the sourness in her eyes and comforted: "The emperor killed corrupt officials and corrupt officials, traitors and evil people, and the people were happy when they heard the news of death, how could there be the word sin." If Liu's child really can't be born, it can only be said that he has no chance to be a father and son with the emperor, and has nothing to do with the emperor. ”

"I often comfort myself with these words, but, Ruo'er ......" he looked at Ling Ruo fixedly, the flying leaves could not hide the sadness in his eyes, "If this is the case, why do I only have three elder brothers alive in the world." ”

Ling Ruozhi said that he was now a dead knot in his heart, and only by trying to untie it could he make him speak, and after a moment's thought, he thought for a moment and said: "The emperor didn't hear about Emperor Renzong of the Song Dynasty, he was a rare virtuous emperor after Taizu Taizong of the Song Dynasty, but when he died, he didn't even have a son, so he could only pass the throne to the son of the clan." Therefore, God has intentions, but Heaven's intentions are not necessarily fair. She paused and said, "The concubine will pray for the dragon fetus in the belly of the humble person in front of the Buddha, hoping that she can give birth safely." ”

Yin Zhen nodded deeply, and after saying so much, he was in a better mood, got up and walked to the courtyard, watched the leaves fall and the wind rose, and sighed: "The world is impermanent, although I am the king of a country, I can't control it in it, but fortunately, ......" He turned around and stretched out his hand to Ling Ruo, who was standing by the door, "Fortunately, you have always been by my side." ”

Yinzhen has always been not good at tender and sweet words, and it is already precious to be able to say such words. Ling Ruo crossed the threshold and walked in front of Yinzhen step by step, held his hand and shook him, and said word by word: "As long as the emperor does not get tired of the concubines, the concubines will stay by the emperor's side for a day and never give up." ”

Yin Zhen withdrew his hand and held her in his arms, rubbing his chin against Ling Ruo's supple black hair. In life, nine times out of ten, unsatisfactory things, even in the royal family, are not exempt from vulgarity, so he watched his beloved woman marry his brother; So, he watched his sons leave him one by one; So, he watched Wu Ya's life pass away. Perhaps, the only thing to be thankful for is that for so many years, the woman he cares about can always be by his side after all the vicissitudes of life.

After being silent for a moment, Yin Zhen let go of his hand and said: "Huang Eniang's health is not good, don't tell her about this matter, even if the child of the Empress Liu is not saved, you must not say it, do you know the way?" "Wu Yashi is already a person who has run out of oil and lamps, and he is supported by one thought, if this thought is gone, death will not be far away.

Ling Ruo also understood this truth, so he promised: "The emperor can rest assured, the concubines must strictly order the harem not to mention it in front of the queen mother." After a pause, he asked, "The emperor hasn't dealt with court affairs all morning, but he wants to go back to the Heart Cultivation Palace?" ”

Yin Zhen stroked the braid behind him and shook his head and said, "No, I can't calm down at the moment to deal with the court, you can accompany me for a while." ”

"Yes." Ling Ruo didn't say much, just quietly accompanied Yinzhen to watch the leaves fall all over the ground under the cherry blossom trees, and I don't know how long after, Hongli's voice suddenly came from behind them.

When he came back to his senses, he could only say hello to the two of them as if he was already like an adult, and after getting up, he tilted his head slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. It wasn't until Ling Ruo asked that he hesitated and said expectantly: "Huang Ama is really beautiful to stand under the half-green and half-yellow cherry blossom tree with Eniang like this, and the ground is also full of gold. ”

Golden all over the ground? Yin Zhen didn't understand for a while, and only after bowing his head did he realize that he dared to love Hongli was talking about fallen leaves, because the palace people did not have time to sweep away, the ground was covered with leaves that were blown down by the wind last night, yellow, looking at it from a distance, like gold.

Hongli said boldly: "Huang Ama, Erchen's painting skills have improved recently, why don't you let Erchen help you and Eniang paint a picture?" ”

"Oh?" Yin Zhen didn't object to his proposal, but he said: "I saw your painting skills a few days ago, even if you improve, you won't be much higher, wouldn't it be better for me to find those specialized painters in the palace to paint?" Why do you want to ask you to paint, in case you paint me and your mother miserably, wouldn't it ruin my wisdom. ”

Hongli's face suddenly collapsed when he heard this, but he was still unwilling to give up, and said: "Please ask Huang Ama to believe in Erchen, Erchen has really improved a lot, and even the master who teaches painting praises Erchen." ”

Seeing this, Ling Ruo couldn't bear it, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, it's better to let Hongli give it a try, if it's really not good, just tear it up." ”

Yin Zhen glanced at her, and turned to Hongli and said, "You give me a reason, why do you want you to draw." ”

Reason, Hongli quickly rolled his eyes, thought for a long time, and finally let him come up with an excellent reason, and said busily: "Because Erchen is the son of Huang Ama and Eniang, painting with the heart of a son, this kind of love is impossible for any clever painter to paint." ”

Yin Zhen's thin lips were slightly curved, and he bowed his head and said: "This reason is not bad, okay, let you draw one." ”

With Yinzhen's answer, there was naturally nothing, Yang Hai and others helped to carry out Hongli's drawing board, and after Yinzhen sat down with Ling Ruo, Hongli carefully drew Xu Lai.

He painted this painting extremely carefully, and Yin Zhen was also surprisingly patient, completely without the impatience that Ling Ruo had worried about before.

Under the cherry blossom tree, the two sat side by side, the ground was full of yellow leaves, and the golden autumn sun sprinkled all over the sky, making everything seem to be gilded with gold, and likewise, everything was thrillingly beautiful.

Hongli wanted to capture all this beauty in the painting, so he threw himself into it, unconsciously time passed unconsciously, when he painted it, it was almost dusk, Shui Xiu and several people were bored, finally saw him stop the pen, all curiously came over, when he saw the painting, they were all amazed, and said that the painting was so expressive.

Yin Zhen also nodded after taking the painting, regardless of the color and structure, Hongli has mastered it very well this time, and the most important thing is that he and Ling Ruo in the painting look natural, without the slightest artificiality, and there is a kind of pulse warmth in it.

"Okay, well drawn!" This time, Yinzhen did not hesitate to praise, which made Hongli happy, and after the painting was dry, he said to Sixi: "Go, put this painting in my heart cultivation hall." ”

At this time, Yinzhen never dreamed that this painting would become the whole and thought of his life for a long time......