"Your Majesty, this is the palace maid dismissed from the palaces this year, please read it Your Majesty!" The attendants in the Yutang Hall quickly walked into the hall and presented the roster of dismissed palace maids to Liu Che.

It is a common practice in the Han Palace to dismiss a group of old palace maids to marry on their own every three years, in order to show the emperor's grace. Liu Che was debugging the bowstring with Han Yan, preparing to go to Shanglin Yuan to hunt, when he heard this, he said impatiently: "You can take the roster and Jiaofang Palace, how can such a trivial matter be annoyed?" ”

The chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward and replied cautiously: "Your Majesty, the queen has covered the jade seal, but it still needs to be stamped with His Majesty's seal." ”

Liu Che glanced coldly at the bamboo slip in the waiter's hand, frowned and put down the bowstring, and said, "Present it!" ”

The chamberlain carefully presented it, only to see that the bamboo slips were all on the list of palace maids who had been reported by each palace and hall to dismiss the palace maids, Liu Che casually swept it, and was about to stamp the emperor's seal behind the queen's jade seal, but unexpectedly saw that there was the name of Wei Zifu among them, Liu Che was shocked, and the hand holding the jade seal was suspended in the air, and his eyes were carefully determined again, and it was indeed 'the guard of the Fang Palace'.

Liu Che was anxious and angry, put down the jade seal, and shouted: "Who will supervise this matter?" ”

Seeing that the emperor was furious, the inner servant was so frightened that he lowered his body in fright, and replied tremblingly: "Your Majesty, this matter is in charge of Huangmen Wei Jing." ”

Liu Che's eyebrows were tightly locked, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Wei Jing will see you immediately!" ”

After a while, Wei Jing appeared in the Yutang Hall with a sweat on his head, leaned over and said, "Old slave Wei Jing knocks to see Your Majesty!" ”

"Wei Jing, is this matter supervised by you?" Liu Che threw the roster towards Wei Jing.

Wei Jing shuddered and took the roster and looked at it carefully, and replied with sincere fear: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, it is indeed the old slave who is responsible for this matter. ”

"I remember that the Wei Zifu of this Fang Palace entered the palace in the second year of Jianyuan, how could he be included in this dismissal if he was less than three years old?" Liu Che's question was not angry but threatening.

Wei Jingfu lowered his body and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the dismissal of palace maids has always been reported by each palace and each hall according to seniority, and the old slave is responsible for handing over the confirmed roster of each palace to His Majesty and the Queen. ”

Liu Che seemed to be talking to himself, but he seemed to say to Wei Jing: "I remember that the Fang Palace was home to my father's previous concubine Tian Meiren, why did she dismiss her?" ”

Wei Jing was confused when he heard this, and he didn't know what Liu Che meant by saying this, so he could only tremble and respond: "Your Majesty, this... This old slave doesn't know either..."

Liu Che pondered silently, Wei Jing didn't know the holy will, so he bowed his head and didn't dare to move, for a long time, Liu Chefang said in a deep voice: "Bring Wei Zifu to me!" ”

"No!" Wei Jing wished that Liu Che had made his holy intentions clear earlier, and when he heard it, he was about to retreat, and then heard Liu Che say, "If this matter is leaked, be careful of your head!" ”

After all, Wei Jing has been in the palace for all these years, and although he was apprehensive when he heard this, he also vaguely understood what was going on in his heart, and only replied respectfully: "No! ”

When Wei Jing stepped back, Han Yan, who was looking at him coldly, asked with a smile: "The Wei Zifu summoned by His Majesty, but the girl who was brought back in the Pingyang Marquis Mansion last time?" ”

Liu Che nodded and said, "Exactly!" You and I have met her outside Chang'an City before, but do you still have an impression? ”

Han Yan thought for a moment when she heard this, and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be her!" That girl is indeed captivating! ”

"There are many women with outstanding looks in the world, but she is the only one who makes me unforgettable." Speaking of Wei Zifu, Liu Che's eyes were much gentler, "She is so gentle and submissive, and she is good at understanding my heart!" ”

Han Yan said: "Your Majesty is a girl who is reluctant to defend her, why not give up the Queen Mother, please ask the Queen Mother to fulfill it?" ”

Liu Che shook his head, with a look of self-reproach in his eyes: "I am only afraid that the queen mother is powerless in this matter, and it was too simple to think before, which will cause today's difficulties." ”

"Your Majesty..."Han Yan didn't know why, so she could only persuade in a good voice, "The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, Your Majesty should not worry!" ”

Liu Che nodded with a wry smile and said, "You go down first, I have to think about it." Han Yan bowed her head slightly, covered the door of the palace and retreated softly.

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"Which one is Wei Zifu, Miss Wei?" The palace maids in Yongxiang were washing their clothes with their heads down, and a small eunuch who followed Wei Jing asked loudly.

The palace maids raised their heads when they heard the sound, their eyes were full of surprise, and a few palace maids whispered, looking back at Wei Zifu who was concentrating on the side from time to time. "Which one is Wei Zifu?" Wei Jing looked at the little eunuch and coughed heavily, and the little eunuch asked again knowingly.

"Wei Zifu, call you!" I don't know which palace maid shouted at Wei Zifu, and Wei Zifu realized that there were two more chamberlains in front of him at some point.

"You're Wei Zifu?" Wei Jing asked Wei Zifu when he heard this.

Seeing that someone came to ask him, Wei Zifu was busy rubbing his hands on his skirt, got up and saluted: "Slave Wei Zifu, I don't know what the adults are looking for slaves?" ”

Wei Jing saw that although Wei Zifu was dressed as a palace maid, he was dressed as a beautiful woman, and his heart confirmed his previous conjecture, and he stepped forward and said, "Miss Wei, please take a step to speak." ”

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Wei Jing found a secluded place and said in a good voice: "Miss Wei, Your Majesty has a will, Xuanyu Hall will see you!" ”

Wei Zifu's heart suddenly tightened when he heard this, he hadn't heard from him for a long time, but today he was summoned so suddenly, was this a moment of remembering her whim, or was it the aftertaste of remembering the old love? Wei Zifu completely lost his sense of proportion in his heart, but he just faced Wei Jing, but he had to suppress the mixed feelings in his heart, and he owed his promise.

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"Your Majesty, bring the guards of the Fang Palace!" Outside the hall, Wei Jing said loudly.

"Let her in, you go down!" Liu Che's voice revealed the majesty of the emperor and came out of the hall. At that moment, the wound in Wei Zifu's heart that had not yet healed opened again, and it hurt again.

"Miss Wei, come in! The old slave retreated. Wei Jing looked at Wei Zifu with a deep smile and smiled.

"Thank you, sir!" Stepping away, dozens of steps away from the hall, Wei Zifu seemed to have traveled thousands of rivers and mountains, every step was a thousand catties, and every step was consuming her own little effort, but she didn't seem to see the end.

Although she was sitting in the main hall, Liu Che was also restless, and his eyes drifted to the door of the hall from time to time, hoping to see her earlier, earlier. After being separated for so long, he doesn't know if she is still the same as the last parting, he can't wait to know, but the more anxiously he waits, the more he feels that every minute and every second in front of him has passed so long.

"Pick up the guards of the Fang Palace, knock to see Your Majesty!" Finally, I saw her bow her head and enter the hall, bow down and salute, as respectful as other palace maids. Although Liu Che suppressed the panic in his heart, he couldn't help it, and hurriedly stepped forward and bent down to help: "Son-husband, hurry up!" ”

Seeing this, Wei Zifu lowered his body even more, and his voice carried uncontrollable sadness: "The slave doesn't dare!" ”

Liu Che was stunned when he heard this, his outstretched hand hung in the air, and he took it back for a long time, his heart was like falling into an ice cellar, and it hurt. He knew that it was not easy for her to wait, and he knew that she had resentment, but even if she made a fuss as unscrupulously as Gillian, he would not be so uncomfortable, because he knew that he owed her everything. However, when she was so cold, so cold, regarded him as a king, as a stranger she had never met, the feeling of pain was indescribable.

"Zifu, do you have to do this to me?" Liu Che looked at Wei Zifu, his eyes full of sadness.

"Your Majesty is serious, I don't know why Your Majesty summoned the slaves and maids to come?" Wei Zifu still asked coldly and respectfully, without the slightest bit of the identity of the palace maid.

Liu Che had a fire burning in his heart, but at this time, on the other side, the person he was thinking about was like a piece of ice, and the extreme fierceness between ice and fire made him no longer able to control himself, so he couldn't help but take Wei Zifu into his arms, and said eagerly: "Zifu, I know that I owe you, don't you be so cold to me, okay?" I'm really uncomfortable..."

"Your Majesty... Please respect yourself, Your Majesty..."Wei Zifu was in a panic in his heart, and he tried his best to break free, but the more he struggled, the tighter Liu Che hugged him, he held Wei Zifu firmly in his arms with both arms, and said loudly regardless of it: "Zifu, Zifu, do you know how much I miss you..."

Hearing this, Wei Zifu no longer had the strength to break free, looking at the person in front of her who she missed day and night, smelling the breath that she had never forgotten, tears flowed unconsciously. More than a year of waiting, more than a year of struggle, more than a year of anticipation, and more than a year of suffering have all turned into unspeakable tears at this time, flowing arbitrarily.

"Zifu, I've been thinking about you all the time for more than a year, but I'm helpless!" Liu Che's sigh was a little choked, "You don't know what kind of life I have lived in the past year or so, if it weren't for me pretending to be uninterested in politics and pretending to be nostalgic, I'm afraid that now I am no longer the emperor I am today..."

Wei Zifu couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, he thought that the emperor and queen had reconciled, or he had forgotten himself a long time ago, but he didn't want to have so many hidden feelings in the middle, the ice and snow in his heart had unconsciously melted away, and the fog in his eyes was heavy but still silent.

"Zifu, I know that you complain about me and the queen mother, but son-husband, I have too many last resorts, and the queen mother has too many last resorts, please believe me, if you can, I and the queen mother have never thought of wronging you like this." Liu Che hugged Wei Zifu and chattered that he was not like a king, but more like an ordinary man, revealing his heart to his lover.

These words melted the last piece of snow in Wei Zifu's heart like a spring light, and he was wrongly blamed for more than a year. In the face of the man in front of him who he had entrusted his life, he had missed his lover for a year, Wei Zifu could no longer resist the feelings in his heart, and said in tears: "Your Majesty, it was Zifu who blamed you..."

That sound, like a pair of gentle hands, instantly calmed Liu Che's flustered heart, he hugged Wei Zifu to his chest more and more hard, and said movingly: "Zifu, as long as I still have you, anything is fine!"

"Your Majesty..."Wei Zifu's eyes were warm and wet, she finally waited until she had always wanted the answer, and he hadn't forgotten her! The warmth of that moment, just like the sunshine that met in the afternoon, was full of warmth.

"Zifu, why do you want to leave the palace, but you don't believe in me anymore?" Liu Che asked lightly kissing her forehead.

Wei Zifu leaned sideways and leaned closer to Liu Che, and said softly: "Zifu doesn't know Your Majesty's situation, and I secretly think that Your Majesty has long forgotten Zifu..."

"How could I forget you?" Liu Che sighed heavily in his heart, "It's just a son-in-law, in the current situation, I'm afraid that I still won't be able to give you a name..."

"But I'll take you back, are you willing to trust me again?" Liu Che asked fixedly, and before he could answer, he hurriedly said: "I know that I have wronged you by asking this question, if you don't want to, I will find a way!" ”

"Your Majesty..."Zifu raised his eyes, and said softly but clearly: "Zifu believes in Your Majesty!" ”

"Son-in-law..."Liu Che's heart swelled with a throbbing, and he said emotionally: "I believe in me, I will never fail you in this life!" ”

"Hmm." Wei Zifu was shy, lowered his head, and his mutton fat white jade-like neck loomed in the deep clothes, Liu Che unconsciously lowered his body and sniffed lightly, at that moment, she was just like a water lotus flower in front of her, bearing the shyness of the cool breeze, Liu Che couldn't help but feel more and more.

Between the low and undulating breaths, the warm current of each other came from the palms against the clothes, so that at this moment he was no longer the emperor who ruled the world, but a young man who was just beginning to fall in love.

"Zifu..."Liu Che called in a low voice, like the murmur of the brocade tent that day, and took a charming look at the spring light.

"Your Majesty..."Wei Zifu replied softly, she missed no less than him, she didn't know when the next reunion would be, she just wanted to hold on to the happiness that could be seen in front of her.

In the Yutang Palace, Lang was a concubine and whispered in a low voice. Wushan Yuntai, rain and dew condensed incense. Wind and moon, boundless spread.