In the imperial study, there was still silence.

Gonggong Wu was very eye-catching, and when he saw that the emperor was tired, he didn't go in, but stayed outside, letting the emperor think slowly.

It was lit with refreshing spices, and when it was burned now, it had become powder, and the fine smoke was like the end of a strong crossbow.

Through the smoke that was so thin that it was almost invisible, the emperor remembered a bright face.

At that time, he might be regarded as an ambush on all sides.

My father has the heart of establishing a prince, but there is no final candidate, not that he did not cultivate in advance, but that he can't raise it.

There are many sons and daughters, but they died young, and some of them died early, and finally they were the ones who survived.

The emperor is the tall one, but his brothers are not short either.

The battle for the reserve is dangerous step by step.

Relying only on Huo's family, he has no chance of winning.

At that time, the concubine also agreed to unite with the Shen family to seek greater victories, but she could not let the Shen family's ambitions dominate.

The court battle made him physically and mentally exhausted, and even when he returned to the mansion, the side concubines with different backgrounds made him unable to relax.

In that situation, he met Concubine Xi.

Twenty-eight years.

The girl's family is the same age as the sunrise.

It turned out that the girl I had seen who had to be led by her grandmother when she walked had grown so big.

It's completely different from what he remembers.

And she, in this huge harem, is silent and lonely.

The father has too many women, and under the dispute between the princes, he is very particular about whose brand he turns, where can he take care of these little concubines who have recently entered the palace?

Moreover, his father is also old, his energy and physical strength are not enough, and his mind is no longer above these ups and downs.

A descendant like Concubine Xi, unless she gets an opportunity, she is afraid that she will never see her father's face.

A lifetime of stumbling.

But what if you see it.

Concubine Xi said, it was very sad.

"Your Majesty is older than my grandfathers."

She could only smile so brightly in front of him, like the morning light.

He was immersed in it.

The more crisis, the more betrayal, and the more crazy it is.

It was as if layers of heavy pressure had found a breakthrough and rushed out.

That kind of gentleness was a consolation in the chaos at that time.

Concubine Xi has a very soft temperament, unlike other women, there is no sharp point, she is tender and petty, and whispers about all kinds of ...... when she met in the Niangniang Palace

How can such a concubine not make him feel moved?

The spices seemed to have burned out, and the smoke could not be gathered, but drifted away.

The sleepiness swept up like this, and the emperor's eyelids sank even more, and he took a nap with his cheeks.

He had a dream.

The scene in the dream, he hadn't dreamed of in years.

Contrary to the watery tenderness that I thought before I took a nap, everything was so intense in this dream.

It was so intense that even the picture was fragmented, with only a few fragments, circling in my mind over and over again.

Disputes, quarrels, broken porcelain falling to the ground, and the smell of red blood is so vivid in dreams.

The people who were waiting had long since been held back and kept away, and no one knew what was going on in this room.

More than a year of recuperation did not make her return to her original bright appearance, but became more and more pale and weak due to her heavy heart.

She once had a good kung fu and did not lose to men.

It's just that at this time, she was burdened by old diseases, and her skills were far less than before.

But that stubbornness held her up.

From arguing to making a move, in order to suppress her, he used all his strength.

The collision of the bodies triggered the most primitive reaction......

After it was over, he received a slap in the face and a lot of hatred.

Obviously, she was originally his woman......

The head went down a little, the knuckles did not hold up, and the emperor woke up from his dream.

This is his imperial study.

The old things of that year are dust and have dissipated.

But he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and what appeared in front of him was the extremely pale face, and only the blood beads secreted from the broken lips became the only color in the picture.

The face was hot, as if it was that slap, through the dream, and slapped him in the face.

The emperor coughed heavily.

Gonggong Wu, who was guarding outside, hurriedly came in and served tea.

The emperor took the tea, raised his head and drank it, and said, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Gonggong Wu hung his head and said, "Less than a quarter of an hour." ”

"Yi Xiao went back?" When the emperor saw Gonggong Wu's head, he asked again, "What did he say?" ”

Wu Gong said fairly: "The fourth prince said that he knows your difficulties. ”

The emperor smiled.

Gonggong Wu pondered the emperor's emotions, and felt that it was appropriate to speak at this moment, so he asked: "After that, ...... the wedding regulations?"

Rubbing his hands vigorously on his face, the emperor let out a long breath: "Let him be...... Stand down and let me rest for a while. ”

Gonggong Wu replied and retreated respectfully.

In this study, there is only one emperor left.

He leaned back in his chair, opened and closed his eyes a few times, and squeezed that face out of his mind with all his might.

It's all gone......

It's all gone, he thought.

It's been almost twenty years.

The events of that day, the cause of the quarrels of that day, and the aftermath of that day were buried.

No one knows, the concubine doesn't know, the grandfather Wu doesn't know, there is no one in this palace who knows.

Huo Yixiao wouldn't know.

The people who vaguely glimpsed the corner are all gone.

The dust settled.

It's only in dreams, and occasionally it comes out, stabbing him in the heart.

It's okay, it's just a dream.

Outside the imperial study, Gonggong Wu greeted the little chamberlain and asked him to go to the thousand-step corridor.

In the yamen of the Ministry of Rites, Du Hong, who had just sat on his buttocks, heard that there was another person in the imperial study, and his heart trembled.

He was sent by the emperor, so naturally he didn't know what the emperor and the fourth prince said.

When the fourth prince came back, his mood was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest clue at all, so that Du Hong didn't know what the result was now.

The little chamberlain saluted: "Lord Du, the emperor has explained, and he will act according to the regulations that the lord just recited." ”

Du Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, the two fathers and sons also quarreled with the result.

Very good.

The little chamberlain went to Huo Yixiao again.

Huo Yixiao looked at the Chinese book in his hand and said, "Got it." ”

After the little chamberlain left, Zhu Huan turned around and asked, "What charter did Master Du memorize in the imperial study?" ”

In the same Ministry of Rites, Zhu Huan had a rough idea of the content that several adults scratched their ears and cheeks and meditated hard, but they didn't know what it was like to present to the emperor in the end.

Huo Yixiao said: "Set off from Huo's house to Yanzi Hutong and don't go to Fengtian Palace." ”

Zhu Huan's eyes suddenly tightened.

That share!

He originally thought that his father would definitely not agree.

Even if they take a step back and are not in the Fengtian Palace, the father will ask Huo Yixiao to enter the palace, whether it is his bedroom or the imperial study, he will admonish the minister and the father to the son.

But the father finally gave in.

What did Huo Yixiao say to his father in the imperial study?