But why, why did he ignore the government and politics, and barely supported the precarious country by relying on the ministers in the court, hiding in the harem and spending all day and wine without anyone sanctioning him; And he worked hard for Beitian Zhuo all his life, but he had to be treated like this by the faint king and lost his favorite wife.

Why should he guard his country for his descendants?

Chu Minghong followed the secret passage and walked to another hidden place, a lonely mound sleeping between heaven and earth. He paced slowly, his already rough hand slicing across the cold tombstone, and two lines of cloudy tears slipped down.

"Jiutian, don't worry, the long pavilion has been entrusted to a good person. I will let Nanpu follow Changting into the Shen family, Nanpu, do you remember...... It's the little boy I picked up, he is growing up, and I believe that he will be able to protect Changting in the future. Sixteen years have passed, and I have made clear arrangements for the Chu family and the Mo family to settle down and be dismissed. I'm almost done with what happened after my death, and I'll avenge you. ”

A gust of cold wind blew, and Yi Lunhuan's cold face suddenly flashed in Chu Minghong's mind. My thoughts involuntarily went back to that snowy night three years ago, it was the Shangyuan Festival, Yi Hengdao held a banquet to entertain the king who came from Wu'a Country to negotiate peace, and then came the news that Yi Lunhuan's sister Liugong was mainly married to Wu'a Country and relatives. Thousands of households celebrated the festival with the news that it would bring them peace, but they did not know that it would be a great humiliation for the royal family. The streets are full of lights, and the night is full of joy, only the thin and immature Yi Lunhuan is draped in a thick fox fur, with a cold face, and rushes from the palace to Chu Mansion overnight.

At that time, Yi Lunhuan was only seventeen years old, and when he came to Chu Mansion, there were still a little snow stains on his crow-like eyelashes. He sat on the mahogany chair in the side hall of the Chu Mansion, and said word by word to Chu Minghong, who was still the secretary of the military department at that time and was in charge of the three thousand imperial forest army: "Lord Shangshu, here is the letter that this king wrote to the lord back then, one a day, a full thirty-four. ”

"The king's mother and Ling Zheng were in the same palace in the same year, and they were very sympathetic to Ling Zheng's situation, and the two became excellent sisters. When Ling Zheng was sent to the cold palace, he handed over these letters to the king's mother for safekeeping. Along with these letters, there is also a purse that Ling Zheng embroidered to adults. ”

"Lord Shangshu doesn't need to be surprised, when the mother concubine died, she entrusted these things to this king. This king has been treasured to this day. ”

"This king knows that Lord Shangshu and Ling Zheng have a deep relationship, and this king will definitely return these things to Zhao. It's just that Lord Shangshu has to do this king a favor. ”

At that time, Yi Lunhuan was only seventeen years old, but he grabbed Chu Minghong's sore spot every word. He was only eight years old when his mother died. An eight-year-old child who has preserved these things intact to this day must be extremely talented, and his strategy and intelligence are different from ordinary people.

And an eight-year-old child can endure such a thing for nine years, and then wait for the time to use these things as a means to blackmail himself and force himself to do things for him. It's terrifying to think about.

Fortunately, no matter how smart Yi Lunhuan was at that time, he only had strategy and no real power, otherwise he would have known about raising troops privately, and then his fate would not be a hero who helped him, but a rebellious minister and thief who was suppressed by him.

But after Yi Lunhuan ascended the throne, he still had some concerns and took away all the military power of his military department, and made himself the prime minister instead. He couldn't tell whether Yi Lunhuan was really rewarding him or cutting him.

But now......

Chu Minghong brushed the cold tombstone.

"When it's all over, we'll see each other again." Chu Minghong closed his eyes slightly, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched because of the pain.

At this time, Kun and Gong.

Kang Jiuhe stood beside Yi Lunhuan and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the fifty girls below are the girls who have been tried three times, just waiting for the emperor's final trial." ”

Yi Lunhuan squinted and glanced at the girl below, and pouted lightly in an unnoticed arc.

"A bunch of mediocre people."

Yi Lunhuan's gaze swept over the women standing shyly in the hall like waves, and finally his gaze stayed on a woman in emerald clothes, he pointed with his slender fingers, Kang Jiuhe immediately met, and said happily: "Wei Huanting, the daughter of Wei Wenxing, the Qing of Honglu Temple——"

When Wei Huanting heard the voice, the joy in her eyes flashed, and the smoke and water flower skirt accompanied the lotus step gently moved to open up layers of waves, like a hundred flowers blooming step by step. Facing her eyes of surprise or envy or jealousy, Wei Huanting stood in the center of the front and knelt down and saluted: "The people's daughter Wei Huanting sees the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live, long live, long live——"

Wei Huanting's voice was slightly hoarse, but she still couldn't hide the delicate and charming in her bones. A pair of light pink apricot blossom eyes quietly glanced at Yi Lunhuan in the main hall, and the white and tender little face suddenly turned crimson.

Wei Huanting secretly rejoiced in her heart, she didn't expect that the current emperor would be so handsome and handsome, a young talent. It's just that I don't know if it's true that the outside world rumors say that he is indifferent and arrogant, and never shows a smile to the people around him.

The girl's ignorant heartbeat was fully seen by Yi Lunhuan, and he looked at Wei Huanting's apricot blossom eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the old man who had passed away.

"Let's be flat." Yi Lunhuan took a sip of tea, carefully opened the file of the show girls, found the page of Wei Huanting, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Your birthday is the fourth day of the sixth month?" ”

Wei Huanting didn't know what Yi Lunhuan was going to test herself, and she was in a cold sweat.

"The sixth and fourth are in the yin position, and they are in the right position, and they are the righteous kings of the ninety-five and the ninety-five." Yi Lunhuan's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and a distant light was projected in his slender and deep eyes, like stars in the night of a waterfall.

As soon as the words came out, the hearts of the show girls who were full of poetry and books at the bottom were half cold, and there were still a few show girls who didn't know what to do and listened blankly. Kang Jiuhe's heart is also tight, he has been by Yi Lunhuan's side since he was a child, and naturally understands that Yi Lunhuan likes to study Zhou Yi's gossip the most, and he also understands a little bit about it, thinking that if this Wei Huanting really understands Zhou Yi, then he will inevitably be appreciated by Yi Lunhuan. Wei Huanting will definitely rise in the future.

Wei Huanting let go of the powder fist that she had been clenching just now as if she was relieved, and her face couldn't help revealing a smile that she was determined to win, and her lips opened lightly: "Six|Four, marriage proposal, auspicious, no disadvantage." Her voice was low and hoarse, like a gentle breeze blowing through the vast desert, raising a handful of cool sand.

The gravel fell, disturbing Yi Lunhuan's heart with itching.

Hearing this, Kang Jiu and several officials and grandmothers in charge of affairs on the side all believed that this Wei Huanting must have a very high position, and now that the harem is empty, the queen's position has always been ownerless, and it seems that she wants to become the bag of this Wei Huanting.

Yi Lunhuan looked at her Yangyue lips again, looked at Wei Huanting from head to toe again, picked up the throat-moistening mountain gardenia tea and took a big sip, and said, "Wei's Wanting, seal-"

Everyone held their breath.

"Chong Yuan." Yi Lunhuan paused, and then looked at Wei Huanting's smiling lips, "Give the word moon." ”

Some of the show girls below were relieved, and some were still unclear So, Kang Jiuhe was really taken aback, he thought that Wei Huanting's position would be higher, and the emperor also gave her a word, obviously obsessed with her.

Wei Huanting was also a little surprised, she also thought that her position would be higher, but she still received the order with joy.

Yi Lunhuan looked at Wei Huanting's distant back, his eyes gradually blurred, and he didn't know who he was looking at.

The position of the queen must be left to you.

I'm waiting for you to come to me obediently.

After Wei Huanting was sealed, Yi Lunhuan hastily selected a few pleasing ones, Wen Xiuyu, the daughter of Wen Weilong, the captain of Feng Zhenwei, as a talented person, living in Minxiu Palace; Taishi made Jiang Jue, the daughter of Jiang Ci, a talented person, and lived in Kunci Palace; Zhuang Yun, the daughter of Liaozhou City Taishou Zhuang Quanpeng, is Baolin and lives in Minxiu Palace; Chen Qinghe, the daughter of Chen Guan, the governor of Huawucheng, is the royal maid and lives in Kunci Palace; Wu Yuanqiu, a folk girl, is a female picker and lives in Kunci Palace.

Obviously, Wei Huanting is now the dominant family in the harem, not only living alone in Zhongyu Palace, but also having the highest position.

Although Kang Jiuhe was secretly anxious about Yi Lun Huanfeng's low status, he still comforted himself that the emperor had finally chosen a concubine no matter what, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, Yi Lunhuan quietly reviewed the official documents, Kang Jiuhe cautiously stepped forward with a plate from one side, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the matchmaker is here, please throw it." ”

Yi Lunhuan put down the pen in his hand, turned his face slightly, and his thin hand gently turned the dice on Kang Jiu and the tray he was, and the dice turned twice, and then slowly stood still like a dead leaf falling to the ground.

The prosperity and disgrace of the women in the palace, the ups and downs of life and death, are tied to this dead leaf-like dice.

Kang Jiuhe glanced at it and said, "It's Wu Cainu, the emperor, you can move to Kunci Palace." ”

Yi Lunhuan quietly stared at the delicate white porcelain dice, and for a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "No need. I don't have to listen to this spiritually unspiritual object. Swing the Zhongyu Palace. ”

Kang Jiuhe was stunned for a moment, his nose stirred twice, and he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it all after seeing Yi Lunhuan's cold face, so he had to bow his head and promise: "Yes." ”

When the news came out, Wei Huanting sat in front of the dressing mirror and smiled smugly, her slender and slender hand swept across the cold bronze mirror, and then flexibly turned to the back of her head like a fish swimming in water, and gently pulled out the silver hairpin, and the black green silk poured down like moonlight, supple like the feathers of a young bird.

The little eunuch hurriedly came, waited for the palace maid to bathe Wei Huanting, hurriedly wrapped her naked in the quilt, and carried her to the dormitory.

Yi Lunhuan was lying in Zhongyu Palace, his cold gaze passed through the floating dust and the soft moonlight that leaned in, and he silently stared at the white desolation outside the window.

The door opened and closed. The eunuch put Wei Huanting at the end of the bed and stepped back softly. Yi Lunhuan could feel Wei Huanting's soft and smooth body burrowing into the quilt at his feet, and then slowly climbed up against his body, and after a while, a plush head with a faint cherry blossom fragrance came out of his side.

Yi Lunhuan closed his eyes and felt Wei Huanting's warm breath on his neck.

"Your Majesty ......" Wei Huanting climbed on Yi Lunhuan's shoulder with one hand and called delicately.