Text Chapter 82 Bathing in the fire, just to break the love
"It is indeed necessary to have an explanation, after all, this person is not an ordinary show girl." Ji Yingxue smiled lightly and said, "I didn't have time to introduce her family background to the two younger sisters before, but now that she is gone, she has to explain it to the two younger sisters after all." Fang Cai's name is Wanxiu, the daughter of Xiao Mingya, the sister of Xiao Mingjiang, my important general, and now the chief of Huye and I are constantly fighting, the situation is not clear, and no one can say whether there will be a war, so the emperor specially recruited Zheng Wanxiu into the palace. I don't want to die in the palace before I see the emperor, I think the Xiao family won't give up. β
Listening to Ji Yingxue's words, Fang Beibei frowned two delicate eyebrows, if it was placed in normal times, this person would be gone, and no one would dare to care about the emperor's dignitaries, and it was this Zheng Wanxiu who did not abide by the palace rules, spoke wildly, and confronted the two high-ranking concubines one after another, which killed no one in the palace. But as Ji Yingxue said, the difficulty is that she is a means used by the emperor to win over Xiao Mingjiang, even if Xiao Mingjiang cares about the courtesy of the monarch and ministers, the emperor will not easily bypass it.
Fang Beibei looked at Ji Yingxue, she was afraid that she had already calculated this step. After many years of immersion in the Buddhist hall, the sense of smell of conspiracy has also deteriorated, and there has not been a ripple at all, and it has fallen into the trap that others have already laid.
"There will naturally be an explanation, but looking at Concubine Niangniang, it means that I and Concubine Jing will bear the guilt of this matter, right?" Fang Baobao smiled and spoke, his face was not half gloomy, as if he didn't care at all.
Fang Cai said with a smile. It's not about me, is it? Ji Yingxue stretched out her hand and looked at the armor on her nails, and sighed, "I said that this hand has been uncomfortable since the first two days, it turns out that this armor is not exquisite, and it is plain and wronged to the fingers." The two younger sisters should also find a better armor for themselves, so that they don't have to grieve their hands in everything. β
"I understand what Concubine Niangniang means." Fang Baobao still had a smiling face, "It's just that this armor also has to pay attention to fate, whether it is protection or damage, no one can tell until the end." However, I have never liked armor, it is bulky and inflexible, it is not as convenient as my own hands, and I don't have to bother to take care of it, leaving myself a happy life. β
"That being the case, then it is inconvenient for me to stay longer, and the two sisters should pay attention to themselves. In addition, Sister Jingfei, my sister has a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not. Ji Yingxue glanced at Fang Beibei, and without waiting for Fang Beibei to be polite, she opened her mouth meaningfully, "Although the sun is good outside, it will inevitably burn your eyes after staying for a long time. β
The lady smiled. The Buddha was merciful and never confined to others; The Buddha is open-minded, and he can also tolerate the survival of evil. My sister is not talented, and she has been with the green lantern for a long time to get the deep meaning of the Buddhist family, and she is ashamed, and she dare not confine herself to a small place anymore, and give up everyone's free and easy. Fang Beibei smiled back, not falling behind.
"Listening to my sister's words, I narrowed my horizons." Ji Yingxue's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and then sank into the bottom of her eyes, like a mud cow entering the sea, without making a splash, "It is estimated that Lan Xin should wake up at this time, and I have to rush back to accompany her, so I will lose my companionship first." β
When Ji Yingxue walked away, Fang Beibei stepped forward and grabbed Fang Baobao's wrist, and her voice was fierce: "I told you a long time ago that if you want to keep this child, you have to stay in this Yilan Palace honestly and with peace of mind, and don't go out for half a step!" What about you? What have you done? Swagger! Do you think those enemies of the tree before you will spare you, and will spare the child in your womb? If you just ask the emperor to withdraw from the cold palace, you can still run to the dinner! Fang Baobao, you are really hopelessly stupid! β
"Heh..."Fang Baobao was dragged and staggered, but there was no anger on his face, it was all sad, "I'm really stupid..."
Fang Baobao raised his eyes to look at Fang Beibei, who had a gloomy face, and suddenly wanted to laugh, her sister has been indifferent since she was a child, except for the person who couldn't ask for it, she didn't particularly care about anything, and even less saw her angry, so it seemed that she was angry this time.
Thinking about it, I really laughed, but in the end, only sadness remained: "I thought he would protect me, this is his child... He can be so good to Lan Xin, why can't he protect my child? β
Fang Beibei stretched out his hand and took Fang Baobao, who was choking with laughter, into his arms, and patted her back gently, but there was nothing to comfort.
"Fang Beibei, I regret it. I shouldn't have insisted on falling in love with him, and I shouldn't have entered the palace, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this. I've never let go of others since I met him, and he's the same, it's just that the person he put in his eyes is not me, I obviously love him so much, Beibei, what should I do? β
"Forget about him. He never loved you, he couldn't give you what you wanted, and he didn't want to give it. β
"What about Lan Xin? Why can a lowly maid give birth to a dragon heir, and why can't I? Fang Baobao smiled ugly, "Beibei, you don't know, every time, every time I go to bed, someone will bring a bowl of dark brown medicinal soup, that person is watching me from the side, watching me drink one bite at a time, the medicine is bitter and I am nauseous." Once, I didn't want to drink it, and he wouldn't even lie to me, and he didn't even explain to me why I wanted to drink the soup. β
"No, it's not, he didn't even pay attention to me. It was Qiu Ping who said that the emperor didn't want too many children, and he didn't want too many imperial heirs to fight for power in the future. That's what I believed, haha... Fang Beibei, I believe it..."
"I believed everything he said, but he never told me anything. Even if Lan Xin appeared, I only felt that it was an accident, I hated her, but I also loved her. Really, Bebe, do you know what 'Love House and Wu' is? I wanted to watch her grow up, and I even wanted to ask for a place for her biological mother, but later, when her biological mother died, everyone said it was me, even I thought it was me, and he believed it. I still remember his eyes that day, it was cold to the bone, I thought he liked Lan Xin, liked her as a princess, and didn't have to fight for imperial power. β
Fang Beibei maintained the appearance of patting her on the back, and spoke softly, saying something that the two of them already knew: "What he loves is Lan Xin's appearance, Lan Xin is very much like her mother, and she is also very much like Sister Qing." β
"Haha... So you say it's not funny? When Mu Aiqing was there, the emperor never had half a little joy, everyone in the palace thought that he and the queen were as respectful as ice, and they didn't want to become a cinnabar mole in the emperor's heart after her death, and they couldn't move anymore. β
"Fang Beibei, I'm sleepy."
"Sleep, I'm here, you just sleep peacefully." Fang Beibei gently wiped away the tears on Fang Baobao's face and sighed shallowly.
The Buddha said: There are eight kinds of suffering in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love and separation, unwantedness, and the five aggregates are blazing.
The most bitter thing is to ask for it but not get it.
The obsession is deep, the obsession has been achieved, if you can't ask for it, it will be burned and painful.
And neither she nor Fang Baobao escaped.
Watching Fang Baobao fall asleep in his arms, he suddenly remembered when he was a child. There is a special feeling between the twins, when they are young, it is like this, one is sleepy, the other will yawn quickly, two people huddle in a small bed, snuggle up to each other, listen to each other's breathing to fall asleep, is the warmest thing at that time.
When has it changed?
Fang Beibei thought, but couldn't think of a specific time, only remembered that there were guests at home, and the two of them played the piano in the courtyard until they attracted the person who is now on the throne.
It was at that time that the two of them changed, and they were no longer the same.
Fang Beibei was also drowsy thinking about it, gently leaning on Fang Baobao's side, and slowly fell asleep, dreaming about their childhood.
It's a pity that dreams are dreams after all, and its existence is to make people remember the past and hope for the future, but neither the past nor the future can exist in the present.
Fang Baobao opened his eyes.
Looking at Fang Beibei, who was sleeping quietly beside her, her heart warmed slightly, and in the end, it was still the person who was by her side when she came.
Smiling, Fang Baobao walked to the desk and picked up the pen, wrote out the things he kept in mind, he had been causing trouble for her, this time was also the last time, I just hoped to help her, the water in the palace was too deep, Fang Beibei had been in the Buddhist hall for too long, and the new people in the palace had already laughed and replaced the old people crying, and now the situation is unclear, and it should not be touched at will.
Page after page of paper carrying the secrets of the palace floated down.
This is the only thing Fang Baobao can think of that can help Fang Beibei.
Time waits for no one, white hair, red mountains and forests.
In the blink of an eye, it was almost dusk, and Fang Baobao put the written things on Fang Beibei's pillow and walked out.
The sunset is infinitely good, the twilight is drowsy, the sun is like blood, the ink bun is slightly oblique, the green step is shaking, and the frowning daughter is delicate.
The Temple of Nourishing the Heart.
Mo Chenfeng sat on the soft collapse, closed his eyes slightly, closed his eyes and recuperated, there was a pot of jade glass rolls on the small square table, and Fang Baobao stood in front of the table, tied.
The two were silent.
Originally, on the way here, Fang Baobao thought about a lot of things, figured out a lot, and didn't understand a lot of things, hesitating, not knowing how to speak.
After thinking about it for a long time, after all, she couldn't resist her heart, Fang Baobao chose to speak, after so many years of ignorance, she wanted to give herself an explanation.
"Your Majesty, can the concubine ask you a question?"
Mo Chenfeng raised his head, his eyes were as indifferent as water, loveless and carefree: "You ask." β
"Can you order these people to step down?"
Mo Chenfeng waved his hand, and Qiu Ping led the little eunuchs and little palace maids who were originally waiting in the Heart Cultivation Hall and walked out.
"Have you ever loved me? Brother Kaede? Was there ever a time, even for a moment, when you loved me? Fang Baobao's words turned back and forth countless times in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask it.
She was afraid, afraid that everything she did was a joke, and that she had fallen in love with the negative person since she was young. In fact, it's not right, he never said that he loved himself, everything was his own wishful thinking, and this is even more hurtful.
"Is it the biological mother of the second prince who lives in your heart, or the late queen mother?" Fang Baobao smiled lightly, as if she was just asking if the plate of jade glass rolls was delicious.
"Fang Cairen, you are overstepping." Mo Chenfeng's face did not change, and his tone did not have a trace of waves.
"The biological mother of the second prince lived in the harem, but the emperor never gave her a position, nor did he allow the palace to disturb her, and treated it indifferently, until the second prince was born, the emperor rewarded countless treasures, and all the treasures were missing. The Queen..."
Fang Baobao paused slightly, saw the fluctuations in Mo Chenfeng's cold eyes, and smiled coldly: "Queen Mother, it is rumored in the palace that the emperor has never been pretentious to the queen mother, and there is no tenderness at all. It's a pity that the flowers are not red for a hundred days, and after the birth of the second prince, the queen's grace and daily decline have decreased, and the emperor has taken another concubine when the mother has a difficult birth, and the current concubine Niangniang is registered. β
Seeing that Mo Chenfeng's face began to look ugly, Fang Baobao's smile became more and more cold, he was an emperor, a cold-faced and cold-hearted emperor, who had lost her heart and lost her love in vain, but now for another woman, a woman who had long since disappeared changed her face. She was unwilling and bitter.
"And that's not all. It was only half a year after the birth of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and a fire in the Xiwu Palace buried all the original. However, the queen mother was kind-hearted and coaxed her personal slave Xiyan out with the prince, and the palace maids and eunuchs were all separated from the palace. The fire was lit and candlelit, but only one person burned, and the original face of the city became black and coke... It's funny to say, there are a lot of people who commit suicide in this palace, there was a queen before, there was a Ning Cai person before, and now there is an unknown one, this palace is really full of white bones, leaving no traces. β
"Someone." Although Mo Chenfeng's face was slightly ugly, his voice was not rippling.
"Didn't the emperor forget, just now you withdrew everyone, and now there are only you and me in this palace." Fang Baobao took off his red lips in the past, and his face with only thin makeup smiled charmingly, without the cool posture that was only in the way of the eyes: "The baby still remembers that the emperor heard the news and rushed to Xiwu Palace, looking at the queen mother who was burned to charcoal, with a cold and thin face. It's really the emperor's affection! The emperor didn't allow the queen to enter the imperial mausoleum, what did you say at the time, do you remember? β
Fang Baobao approached Mo Chenfeng step by step: "Your Majesty, you said, 'Since the queen mother is so reluctant to stay in the palace and be with me, I have fulfilled her wish. Come, send the queen's bones back to the Mu family, and then the palace is not allowed to mention a word, if there is a violation, kill'. β
At that time, Fang Baobao was even a little happy in her heart, the woman who made her uneasy died and would never come back, and this was not all she was happy about, what really made her happy was the emperor's attitude towards the queen. At that time, she didn't think that Mo Chenfeng was ruthless, she only felt that he didn't love the queen, and as long as he didn't belong in his heart, then he would have a chance.
And then? Fang Baobao thought about it for a long time in his mind, after the queen died, the biological mother of the second prince also went, leaving only two children. It was at that time that Fang Baobao won the Holy Favor and became a concubine.
Fang Baobao chuckled, the saint who was proud at that time is probably just the need to balance the power of the previous dynasty now, I am afraid that in the eyes of this person, he has always been a dispensable chess piece, and he is not even a human.
"It's still Fang Beibei who can see it." Fang Baobao's eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he took out a dagger from his arms with extremely fast movements, stabbing Mo Chenfeng's heart.
Mo Chenfeng's body did not move, and the sound of breaking the air suddenly came from behind the side, followed by the sound of weapons touching and daggers falling to the ground.
"Hahaha..."Fang Baobao fell to the ground, laughing sadly, laughing at his last moment of unbearableness, and laughing at his deep affection that he had been obsessed with since he was young and couldn't put it now, and he had never won half of the trust of the man in front of him.
Mo Chenfeng looked at Fang Baobao who was laughing and burst into tears, and remembered the cardamom-aged Fang Baobao he met when he was still young, combing the popular fallen horse bun at that time, the hair bun was loose and crooked to one side, obviously a bright and delicate cardamom girl, but she drew makeup and frowned, and said something "Tianji fell into a horse bun, and Jiangnan Jue was not inserted".
The young man doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is naΓ―ve to say sorrow for the sake of new words. He remembered the amazing looks of the people around him, but he didn't remember how he felt, when he was blinded by a woman, drunk, and couldn't see anyone else.
When I was young, my feelings were the purest, and what I wanted was only that person, and I didn't mix with anything else, so it became more and more precious. When it's time to let go, if you can't let it go, the preciousness that you can't forget will become a scar that can't be healed, every time it cracks, it gets deeper and deeper, and every time it is bloody, it's only yourself who suffers, like Fang Baobao at this time, and like Mo Chenfeng all the time.
Suddenly, Mo Chenfeng softened his heart: "Come on, the pain of losing a child has not passed, it is not suitable to sleep, send it back to Yilan Palace." β
"The minions obey." Qiu Ping came in from outside and bowed slightly to Fang Baobao: "Fang Cairen, please." β
Fang Baobao stood up and smiled at Qiu Ping: "Father-in-law Qiu, you are also old." β
"The slave is a little old, but the years have treated the beauties very well, and you are still the same as before." Qiu Ping bowed his body slightly, not at all slacking off because of Fang Baobao's embarrassment at this time.
"Father-in-law Qiu is still the same as before." Fang Baobao took two steps forward and stopped, turned around and pointed at Fang Cai's dagger, and asked Mo Chenfeng, "Dare to ask the emperor, can this dagger be taken away by the concubine?" β
Mo Chenfeng looked at Fang Baobao, did not make a sound, did not refuse, and a trace of darkness crossed his eyes.
Fang Baobao approached steadily step by step, bent down to pick up the dagger, shook it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Do you remember?" This is the same pair as the previous one. β
"Oh, I'll send you." The girl lowered her eyebrows, and her face was slightly red.
"What?"
"The dagger, I specially took it from my father's treasure pavilion, it must be worth a lot, this is a pair, you one, I one." The red on the girl's face spread, like a freshly peeled shrimp, soft and coquettish.
The man frowned and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something, and his face was embarrassed.
The girl's heart was crossed, and she forcibly stuffed the dagger, turned and ran, laughing as she ran, the loose fallen bun rose and fell on one side, and there was no more sorrow that it should have.
The scene of her youth is still in front of me, but the girl in the picture has become a palace maid who is bent on death.
The years are really merciless, and the light tone is slow, and it is no longer what it was back then.