At night, the Taichu Palace is quite deserted.

A wisp of flute sounded suddenly, like an invisible hand, disrupting the night.

The palace people who kept vigil first frowned, lest someone disturb the sleep of the Son of Heaven without knowing whether they were alive or dead, but they soon found that it was Chunjia who played the flute.

He half-opened the window of the hall, overlooking the dim moonlight, the jade flute crossed his lips, like a sorrow, but full of alienation and indifference.

It seems to be telling a very sad and cold story.

However, it has nothing to do with the person who plays the flute.

The steward listened to the sound of the flute, and whispered to the palace people who were waiting for him to be careful, so as not to make a disturbance and disturb the emperor's interest.

But Chunjia is actually not in a bad mood at the moment.

The means of plagiarizing Yun Fenghuan are very useful, no matter what Empress Dowager Yuan thinks in her heart at this time, it is impossible to prevent Yuan Neem's mother and son from becoming the past in this palace, and they have disappeared since then.

Now that the goal has been achieved, he doesn't bother to think about it anymore.

After all, whether it is Yuan Neem Niang, her child who was temporarily named Gongxiang Zhuo in order to impress the Empress Dowager Yuan, for Chunjia, in fact, she is not a very important person, and this is a secret that only he has in his heart, and he has not revealed it to anyone.

Nor can it be revealed.

If it is said that the Empress Dowager Yuan did not like Yuan Neem at first, but in the long time of getting along, she unconsciously fell in love with this niece, and forgot the anger of being coerced by the Yuan family when she agreed to this family affair; From beginning to end, Chunjia had a respectful attitude towards Yuan Neem.

The problem is that the Empress Dowager Yuan at that time couldn't refuse the Yuan family, and he couldn't refuse the Empress Dowager Yuan.

He knew early on that he was not the biological son of the Empress Dowager Yuan, this was not the work of any subordinate or Empress Dowager Qu, but from his grandmother, Concubine Fuyangzhuang.

When he was about to remember, Empress Dowager Yuan took him to ask Concubine Zhuang to say goodbye, Concubine Zhuang looked at them indifferently, and in front of Empress Dowager Yuan, she said: "It's not your own child, it looks more like your biological mother...... It's a little more handsome than when I was a child. ”

Then, as if he didn't see Empress Dowager Yuan's pale face and Chunjia's ignorance and dazedness, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were clearly intentional and malicious when he served tea with a smile.

And that's not all.

One day after the death of Duanwang Xue in Fuyang, when the mourning period was still there, the sick Concubine Zhuang took advantage of the Empress Dowager Yuan's efforts to greet the guests and let Chunjia come to her.

The young Chunjia was very scared, although he was the only grandson of Concubine Zhuang, but because he was a concubine, he could not inherit the prince according to the rules, and he was not treated by Concubine Zhuang.

In addition to greeting him during the New Year's Day, his grandmother didn't even want him to step into the main courtyard.

It was the first and last time he faced this grandmother alone.

Although Empress Dowager Yuan has been covering up for Concubine Zhuang in front of him, saying that the concubine actually likes him very much, but she just looks more stern...... But when he was forced to enter the inner room, he still had instinctive fear and nervousness when he trembled and kowtowed to the strong smell of medicine and the strange body smell of the dying old man.

"I'm dying, although I don't like you, in the end it's my son's only blood." Concubine Zhuang changed her previous coldness to him and took the initiative to speak, "So I plan to tell you." ”

Chunjia was at a loss, kowtowed, and didn't dare to make a sound.

He heard the maid in the room who had served Concubine Zhuang all her life covering her mouth, and let out a suppressed suppression, and subconsciously trembled.

Concubine Zhuang ignored these, and only said to herself: "After my death, this palace will be run by the Yuan family, you are her concubine's dependence, she must not treat you poorly on the scene, at least not before you have a son." But if you don't want to be her puppet, obey her for the rest of your life, and live and die by her, you must remember what I said about the descendants of my Gongxiang clan, even if it is only a concubine, it is not something that the woman of the Fuyang Yuan clan can handle! ”

Chunjia didn't speak.

He didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, Concubine Zhuang didn't need him to speak, and said, "Since you got the title of the prince, the Fuyang Yuan family has hinted several times that they want to marry their concubine to you, but I have stopped them. But now that I am dying, the Yuan family will definitely help her mother's family, but no one can refuse this for you. The girl they want to give you, I sent someone to inquire, but it's really not very good, and if you say that you are worthy of you, even if you are worthy of the steward of this house, it is not qualified. ”

She had a cold face, "But after I die, the Yuan family tells you about this, and you agree." After all, if you don't agree, she also has a way for you to have to marry her niece. ”

“…… The mother concubine is very good to her grandson. Chunjia had the courage to retort.

He was too young at this time, in fact, he didn't understand much, and only vaguely felt that his grandmother was saying bad things about the Empress Dowager Yuan.

Concubine Zhuang sneered when she heard this, and she didn't reprimand, but said lightly: "Wait a few days, you and her niece are married, she will inevitably take someone over to cultivate a relationship with you, when the time comes, you look at it, does she feel more sorry for you, or her niece?" ”

Referring to Chunjia's future fiancée, the concubine smiled strangely, "She chose a face for you among the nieces and nephews, which is not outstanding, and it can be regarded as a little conscience." ”

Even the young Chunjia felt that something was wrong with this, but before he could ask, a mother next to him sobbed and said: "Shizi, the concubine is your grandmother, even if she doesn't let you come to the main courtyard, there is a reason, how can I not worry about you in my heart?" I'm afraid this advice is...... If the son wants to hear it in the future, he can't hear it...... Don't talk about it, just listen to the concubine! ”

Chunjia lowered his head, feeling a little dazed and a little frightened, he definitely didn't like Concubine Zhuang very much, after all, this grandmother had always been cold to him, although Empress Dowager Yuan didn't teach him to be estranged from his grandmother, she didn't teach him to be close to his grandmother.

The Concubine Zhuang in his eyes is actually not much better than a stranger.

But it was his own grandmother after all.

The dynasty rules the world with filial piety, and he has been exposed to it at this age, and if his grandmother is not good, he will not be indifferent after all.

Concubine Zhuang looked indifferent, and was still saying: "You are talented and intelligent, and your body is also strong. In the future, study hard, and don't fall behind in martial arts. When you grow up, you don't need anyone to tell you what is right and what is wrong, you should understand. This is only ten years of hard work, I heard that you have a qualitative nature since you were a child, and you never have to supervise your schoolwork, Xixi is full of praise for you, don't you have any patience at all? That's why you don't end well in the future! ”

She said slowly, "You are too young now, you have no identity but no ability, you can only count on the Yuan family for everything...... But you can't count on her for the rest of your life! ”

"The wood of the hug is born in the end of the millennium; The nine-story platform starts from the soil. I only hope you remember this sentence, no matter what, no matter how many people tell you to be obedient, no matter how many people flatter you can be rich and noble for a lifetime without doing anything after you inherit the throne, don't listen, don't believe it, when you have nothing, ask you as much as possible Those Xixi grow up, Yuan doesn't care about you, you should also learn to give yourself a reputation for managing virtue! ”

"So, after ten or twenty years, I'm sure you'll thank me."

For the first time in her life, Concubine Zhuang smiled at her own grandson, but she didn't have much relief or kindness, and only emphasized slowly, "Work hard, and strive to rely on your mother concubine, not on the Yuan family, or even on the Fuyang Palace, you can also stand between heaven and earth, and when the time comes, you will definitely thank me." ”

She smiled and motioned for the mother not far away to help her, and with a little difficulty, she reached out and touched the top of Chunjia's hair.

Chunjia was not used to her touch, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but only froze halfway through hiding.

He felt that his grandmother's palms were full of wet cold sweat, and he almost wiped his hands with his own hair, but he didn't dare to say that in order to hide this discomfort, he tilted slightly

head, but I happened to see that the mother also tilted her head, skimming the crystal from the corners of her eyes.

This kind of scene quickly reminded him that a few days ago, he was the same, kneeling in front of the sickbed, watching a room full of people in tears, sending away his biological father, King Fuyang Duan.

Chunjia lost her mind for a moment, and she didn't hear Concubine Zhuang's next words clearly, and when she came back to her senses, the concubine had already finished speaking: "...... Anyway, go down. ”

Naturally, he didn't dare to let the concubine say it again, so he agreed indiscriminately, kowtowed and walked out in a hurry.

But when he went out, he realized that the concubine just let him out of the inner room, but did not let him leave the main courtyard.

And soon someone came out and put a brazier under the corridor, asking him to kneel and burn paper for King Duanyang of Fuyang.

At that time, it was still very cold, although Chunjia was wearing a fur coat, but the corridor was ventilated on three sides, the concubine didn't call anything a mat, and the people below didn't dare to bring him anything.

It didn't take long for him to kneel like this, and he felt a little unbearable.

The mother who had helped Concubine Zhuang in the house before came out and asked people to look at the door, so she took off her shoulder and padded him, and said in a low voice: "The prince bears with it, and the princess will come in a while, it will be fine." ”

Chunjia was ignorant at that time, thinking that he had provoked his grandmother's displeasure and was punished, he was not close to Concubine Zhuang, and of course he was also restrained to the concubine's close attendants, so he thanked him softly and did not answer anything else.

The mother stood beside him and didn't leave, looked at him fixedly, and said after a while: "The son of the world is born with the biological mother, but this chin is the appearance of the prince." ”

Chunjia glanced sideways at her, a little puzzled why she suddenly said that?

He had seen this mother before, but the other party had never looked at him squarely, let alone took the initiative to provoke the topic.

“…… The princess knows everything about the princes over the years. The mother finally said, "As for why it is not obvious on the surface, when the son is older, he will naturally understand." Today's matter, after the prince goes back, please tell the princess carefully. Preferably, don't mention a word. ”

Then she went in.

After a while, the little maid rushed in to report the news, the mother came out, and quickly took away Chunjia's knees, and soon the Empress Dowager Yuan came in with a dipping willow to greet the concubine, and saw Chunjia burning paper alone under the corridor, and the anger on her face could not be concealed.

I don't know how the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law tore apart that day, after all, they all want to be faced, the bones of King Duanwang of Fuyang are not cold, he is still outside in this world, and everyone who can't quarrel knows it.

In short, when his grandmother and grandmother quarreled, he meditated hard outside: should you tell the Empress Dowager Yuan what her grandmother told him?

Later, he decided to tell that, after all, compared to Concubine Zhuang, it was Empress Dowager Yuan who was more trustworthy.

Only then did he speak: "Mother, grandmother said that after she dies, will you give me your cousin?" ”

Empress Dowager Yuan's face changed greatly, hugged him, and asked one after another: "What else did she say?!" Did she tell you?! ”

This hasty attitude made Chunjia ghost embarrassed, and shook his head: "Grandmother said that my cousin is not good, but the child wants to listen to my mother's ...... The grandmother let the child go out and burn paper for his father. ”

Empress Dowager Yuan breathed a clear sigh of relief and missed the confession this time, and when she turned around, he forgot it for the time being.

When I remembered it, it was already at Concubine Zhuang's funeral.

After the funeral, Chunjia felt that his mother treated him well, and wanted to find the Empress Dowager Yuan to confess, but before he could speak in front of his mother-in-law, the Empress Dowager Yuan asked him with a smile: "The concubine plans to take your cousin over for a few days, okay?" ”

He hesitated and said yes, but didn't say anything more.

He thought that it would be just a few days of work, so it would be better to look at the situation of this cousin, so as to judge whether his grandmother's words were true or false?

Afterward...... After meeting Yuan Neem Niang, Chun Jia knew that Concubine Zhuang's words were not to tell Empress Dowager Yuan in this life.