When they heard these words, they also knelt down. Now that the queen's mourning period has not passed, I don't know what happened to Su Xiang, so he mentioned these things at such a time.

Isn't this a clear scolding?

"Su Xiang." There was a bit of danger in Song Yuxun's eyes: "If I remember correctly, the daughter of the Su Xiang family is twenty-eight years old, and she is about to get married, right?" ”

"What does Su Xiang want to do with this?!"

"Your Majesty, the ministers make suggestions and suggestions for the emperor, completely for the sake of the country, and there is no selfishness, and the emperor is invited to learn from it." Su Xiang knelt in front of Song Yuxun.

After a while, just when everyone thought that Song Yuxun was going to send Su Xiang, Song Yuxun nodded: "Su Xiang is this Cambodia, I have adopted it." ”

Song Yuxun nodded: "At this time, it will be handed over to the Ministry of Rites to do it." ”

"Yes."

"There is a book, and there is nothing to retreat." The Son of Heaven spoke, the ministers prostrate, and after no one spoke again for a long time, Song Yuxun got up from the dragon chair: "Retreat." ”

Su Xiang looked at Song Yuxun's departing back, thoughtful.

If the young Son of Heaven really rejected the advice to fill the harem today, then he would really be disappointed. is the most ruthless emperor, the mood is invisible, there is no preference, and the power is unpredictable, so he is a qualified emperor.

Song Yu found out the Jinluan Palace, and walked to the Star Picking Tower alone. There were the best memories of him and Mianmian, as well as the most painful memories.

Last night, Mianmian jumped into the sky, and it really made him ......

Everyone in the palace knew the news of the queen's death, and tacitly put on a white plain dress. Looking up and down the palace, it is all white.

"Brother Huang is becoming more and more like an unpredictable emperor." Song Yuchen followed behind Song Yuxun and paced to the outside of the Star Picking Tower: "It's just that if it is usual, if I follow you, you will definitely find out." ”

Song Yuxun heard Song Yuchen's voice, turned around, and glanced at Song Yuchen with a slightly sad expression. He raised his head, looked at the high Star-Picking Tower, and stretched out his hand to the railing at the highest part of the Star-Picking Tower: "I will probably never forget it for the rest of my life, last night, she jumped down from the Star-Picking Tower with such a resolute attitude." ”

"The queen mother is sad to lose her beloved son." Song Yuchen's lips pursed, not knowing what to say: "Brother Huang, take care of your body."

"Talk to me." Song Yuxun said and walked towards the upper study. Song Yuchen followed behind him, and the two walked slowly on the palace road, and for a long time, no one said a word.

"What do you think, what is Su Xiang's intention to move?"

"Today's move?" Song Yuchen thought for a while: "Su Xiang has always been unable to see through easily. Probably, this is just a temptation for him to test the imperial brother. ”

"Temptation?" Song Yuxun's voice was faint.

"Hmm." Song Yuchen nodded: "Maybe Su Xiang is selfish." It's just that if it's just for selfishness, it would be too risky to make such a request at such a time. ”

"Maybe Su Xiang wants to know if the emperor can maintain the majesty of the emperor at such a moment. After all, as a courtier, it is his duty to give direct advice, but if the emperor punishes him heavily, it will be the emperor's loss of proportion. ”

Song Yuxun squinted his eyes and glanced at Song Yuchen: "So, the more this time, the more they think about how to dig a pit for me, how to test me, and how to achieve their goals in four or two?" ”

"Huh." Song Yuxun smiled bitterly: "These old guys are really calculating." ”

"The elders of the two dynasties are not simple." Song Yuchen hung his head.

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at the upper study.

"Come in with me." Song Yuxun said softly and stepped into the door of the upper study. The two sat down on the chairs in front of the study, and two small chamberlains came to serve tea.

Song Yuxun dismissed everyone, leaving only Song Yuchen alone. The two were talking, Song Yuchen was drinking tea, and he couldn't help but hear Song Yuxun ask: "Xiaoxun, do you still love Liluo?" ”

Song Yuchen paused for a moment while drinking tea, and after a while, he replied lightly: "That was a long time ago." ”

"Haha." Song Yuxun stretched out his hand and patted Song Yuchen's shoulder: "I almost forgot, you said last time that you liked Ranran?" ”

Song Yuchen smiled but did not answer.

Song Yuxun got up, took out a stack of portraits from the far corner of the bookshelf, and put them in front of Song Yuchen: "I originally thought that I had always loved Liluo. But the moment I saw her jump, I realized how much my heart hurt. ”

"I realized that in the long years of the deep palace, I had fallen in love with her unconsciously. I used to think that I thought of her as a shadow of Liluo, but I didn't. Song Yuxun smiled bitterly: "Xiao Chen, have you ever thought that maybe we are just an irreparable guilt for Liluo, that is not love." ”

"Love, in fact, can't help but want to stay with someone for a long time."

The upper study was empty. When Song Yuchen heard this, he looked up at Song Yuxun. Probably because of his emotion, his face was flushed, and the pathos in his eyes was undisguised.

Now that Mianmian is gone, probably the only person he can trust is Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and Shi Qingran's shadow flashed in his mind in a trance.

"These portraits." Song Yuchen's hand was on the pile of portraits, and the background of the painting was Qiwu Palace, but the people in the painting were not Mianmian.

Song Yuchen flipped through one by one and glanced up at Song Yuxun.

"Burn it." Song Yuxun took those paintings, looked at them one by one, and with tears in his eyes, put them into the brazier on the ground one by one. It's just that when the last one was burned, Song Yuxun paused, looked at the last portrait, and couldn't cry.

This was the last time Song Yuchen painted Mianmian before returning to Beijing. It's just that there is not a cinnabar mole between the eyebrows of the person in this painting.

"Brother Huang." Song Yuchen looked at Song Yuxun's appearance and didn't know what to say.

"This one, I won't burn it." Song Yuxun said, and unfolded the last painting on the table as if it were a treasure: "It should be framed and placed in Qiwu Palace." Her Qiwu Palace, I will keep it for her for the rest of my life. Mianmian used to be so beautiful, so gentle......"

"Poof...... As he spoke, Song Yuxun squirted a mouthful of blood on the side of the table.

"Brother Huang!" Song Yuchen was shocked: "Quickly announce ......"

"No need." Song Yuxun stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "I'm fine." ”

Soon after, it will be the queen's posthumous ceremony, and Song Yuxun will only be an invisible, majestic emperor.

Song Yuchen settled Song Yuxun and walked out of the upper study alone. He looked up at the sky, and the autumn wind blew through him, blowing his slightly thin robe.

It has been a few days since Shi Qingran left the Zhennan Palace.