18. Xuanshu tears rippled

In the bath hall, the fireflies flew quietly, silent on all sides, Princess Lingxu, that is, Li Xuanshu sat down slowly and unconsciously, and covered the snow with her onion fingers in shame in front of her questioning father, and then tears seeped out silently from her fingers, and then condensed into jade beads, dripping from Hao's wrist to the floor, and the flowers and trees on her hair bun continued to tremble.

The emperor only felt dizzy, but he didn't expect it, he didn't expect that he had just had such a worry, and it turned into a reality, he gasped and covered his chest, and sat down on the rope bed in a dejected manner, and then the green tendons on his forehead were almost bursting out, and the blood and qi all over his body were surging against the current, "Xuan Shu, you are the emperor's daughter, although the first emperor had promised you to the third year of high school, but Gao Yue refused, and you also entered the Tao, but who wants to make such a shameful act with the third year of high school!" ”

At this time, Lingxu didn't know where the courage came from, so he couldn't help choking, "Master, as the daughter of the Li family, I originally had the opportunity to marry in my life, but I was ruined by the people I admired...... I was unwilling, unwilling to become like the county lord and the county lord who could not marry with white hair, and spent the best years in this claustrophobic and deep court, and only at the end could I leave the Ten Princes' Mansion and get a marriage of several alms, and spend the rest of my life in a muddy and nightmare without any fun, leaving only a few lines of words on the epitaph that were false and painless, and was consumed by the bleak wind and cold rain among the barren grass and lonely graves. ”

Li Shi was furious: "Xuanshu, you yourself said that you were ruined by the third year of high school, and I understand this, but because of this, you are still ** in the third year of high school, which is simply indecent and makes the royal family lose face!" ”

"What is indecent? Life is about doing happy things with the people you like. Xuanshu shouted.

"I said that since you have a Taoist temple, you can take a fancy to any young talent, and you can do anything happy, but you can't do anything happy with the third year of high school."

"But Xuanshu can't deceive herself, that is, she can't do it in the third year of high school, I did something illegal and unethical, and the crime cannot be punished." Xuan Shu said sadly, her heart, in that afternoon, in the Jixian Courtyard, when she saw Gao Yue in a green shirt through the window, was no longer in her shell.

After speaking, she didn't want to drag down her reputation, she knew that Ye was different from other emperors, and she valued a good reputation the most, "Maybe Princess Lingxu died of a violent illness, and she can still get a decent funeral, which is also the best result for everyone." Xuan Shu was in a trance, as if she saw the shadow of her dead aunt Princess Gao Guo, and then out of nowhere, she suddenly pulled out a sharp hairpin from her bun and stabbed it down with all her might......

It hurts, it hurts.

Xuanshu fell, her hair scattered, and the blood flying from her throat stained her snow-white feather coat red, "I hate this shirt, it is cold and cold, and there is no smell of earthly happiness. Her head was tilted to the side, and her half-open pupils looked at the cuffs of the feather coat with a look of self-deprecation and grievance, until the glow slowly dissipated, and her body gradually faded from temperature.

There was a faint heart-rending cry from his father......

The above is all an imagination of Li Xuanshu's self in a flash.

But the fact is that in the heavy rain that day, she did the "happiest thing" with Gao Yue in the Yunyang Buddha Grottoes, but she didn't want to die at all, how beautiful her life was.

She also understands that if she dies, her father will be miserable for the rest of his life.

So in just a few seconds, the Lingxu princess Li Xuanshu decided to make up a half-truth and half-truth.

Li Xuanshu covered her face with her palms and knelt down in pain.

The Emperor, with his face full of unease and horror, also sat down on the rope bed.

"Actually, in fact, there is indeed a reason why the third year of high school can change his mind and take over the party campaign again." Xuanshu's voice was low.

At this time, it was very quiet inside and outside the bathhouse, and the female bachelor Song Ruozhao was sitting outside the curtain, in a position not enough to hear the conversation between the emperor's father and daughter, carrying a pen under the candlelight, carefully writing "The Analects of Women".

She didn't know that the current emperor's mouth was so big that he could barely breathe, and his hand covered his almost overwhelmed heart, "Xuanshu, you mean that the third year of high school has done something to you that is enough to make him feel guilty." ”

"Actually, my daughter did this."

"What's going on, how can it be Xuan Shu, you ......" The emperor couldn't speak.

"That day of Yunyang autumn hunting, Gao Yue saw his daughter in the rain, so he escorted his daughter to a Buddhist cave, took off her clothes to keep her daughter warm, and then I moved** and asked him for wine."

"Xuanshu, you never drink alcohol, don't you just use the strength of alcohol to give the third year of high school?"

Li Xuanshu nodded, and then said to the emperor: "Master, don't blame the senior high school, the senior still cried bitterly afterwards, saying that he was sorry for the master." This time, because of the matter of equal distribution, he disobeyed his father, and it was after his daughter sent him a letter that he felt afraid and uneasy, so he agreed to go out of the mountain again. ”

Speaking of this, the emperor collapsed, leaning on the back of the rope bed, and looked at the door of the dining hall with a sad look, where the god of Empress Zhaode was enshrined, "I am incompetent, I actually have to rely on Xuan Shu, alas! ”

The emperor wanted to be angry, but he realized that it was useless to be angry in this kind of thing, Xuan Shu and Gao Yue were together because of emotion, which was the great desire of people, and there was no punishment for this matter!

Because Xuanshu and Gao Yue are just private relationships.

Punish Xuanshu? How willing he was.

Punish Gao Yue? He can't punish him.

Isn't it humiliating to tell the world about this, I don't want to lose face?

Gao Yue, you bastard, I will change your green shirt for a scarlet shirt and a purple shirt, Mu Jian for an elephant wat, a silver fish into a goldfish, Xingyuan's festival for you, Fengxiang's festival for you, the world on Jingzhao, Henan, Hezhong, Taiyuan, Fengxiang, Xingyuan, Shudu, Jiangling eight mansions, both are yours, I want soldiers to give you, I want money for you, I want food for you, I want power for you, but you have raped my most beloved eldest daughter, although this daughter I originally wanted to give you, but for you to be a wife, not for you...... If you ...... in the future,

"If I owe you Xuanshu after the third year of high school, I will never forgive you!" In the end, the emperor gritted his teeth and said this, "I will issue an edict now, let the senior high school divorce his wife, and marry you Xuanshu instead, how about it?" ”

Xuan Shu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her father's knee, "Don't be like this, if this is the case, the daughter and the senior will inevitably die, and they will be ruined. ”

The emperor was very heartbroken, and said that the third year of high school owes Xuanshu you, how can it be compensated by mere mere mediocrity.

Xuanshu burst into tears and replied that it would be better, let the senior in high school owe me forever, and make him half of the master's son-in-law when he comes, and continue to assist the master's country.

The emperor was stunned, and then he had to admit that covering up this matter, and then privately treating Gao Yue as a son-in-law, was indeed the best choice now.

Outside, Song Ruozhao's face was pale, and under the flickering firelight, she couldn't hear what the conversation in the hall was, but Princess Lingxu's crying kept coming, accompanied by the emperor's regretful tone.

But for Song Ruozhao, this kind of conversation is always inaudible.