He Mian'er didn't know when Master Chen left, the night was like ink, and the oil lamp in the room had long been extinguished.

Caifeng and the others thought that the young lady had already fallen asleep, so they would not come to the room to renew the light.

But she sat quietly at the table, as if a hole had been opened in her heart, and the cool breeze at night passed through the hall, cooling her heart.

Her fate with Master Chen in this life has also come to an end.

It wasn't until the dead of night that Xu Yunqing pushed the door in from the room and couldn't help but be startled when she saw her sitting at the table secretly.

The moonlight was slightly cool, and He Mian'er saw him enter the room, but she didn't know how to speak.

The two were silent for a long time, and He Mian'er asked, "My father, are you okay?" ”

Xu Yunqing nodded and explained: "The emperor died, and Ling Zun stayed in the palace. He Qi was extremely difficult, and he had no choice but to let He Qi in.

After all, everything has already settled, and when the sun rises tomorrow, the ministers of the court and the central government will have the news of the emperor's death.

The Great Xiao Country has changed.

He Mian'er nodded slightly, since her father was fine, she was not worried in her heart.

With the few words that the fourth prince said just now, she guessed that the emperor should have died.

Xu Yunqing found a flint and lit an oil lamp, and couldn't help but feel shocked and shocked. The person in front of him had a bright face, but his bright eyes shed two lines of blood and tears.

The faint color of blood, looking a little weird at the moment.

She didn't notice it, and she didn't wipe it, just looked at him a little blankly.

Xu Yunqing saw that she could still see people, and she was relieved. In a hurry, I took some water, dipped it in a handkerchief, and wiped it carefully for her.

He Mian'er didn't know what was going on, and reached out to take the handkerchief with some doubts, and said, "I'll come by myself." ”

Xu Yunqing was unwilling, avoided her outstretched arm, and only asked, "How long have you been crying?" ”

He Mian'er stopped talking, and let him help him wipe his cheeks. Watching him wipe it slowly, he kicked the handkerchief into his arms.

She doesn't actually remember how long she cried, not even if she did. It's just that, occasionally, there will be droplets of water on her hands, probably she is crying.

Xu Yunqing was distressed at the moment, and it should be mixed with a little regret. He was at a loss for a moment, not knowing whether it was right or wrong for him to forcibly keep her by his side.

Perhaps, there is no such thing as right or wrong.

Now, even if she doesn't want to, he can't let go.

Today's He Mian'er is really well-behaved, he helped her to the bed slowly, but he was not at ease in his heart, and he thought about asking where Dr. Song was for a while.

The two slept in bed together, but it was difficult to sleep for a while.

After a short while, the sky dawned. Outside, there are people coming and going, and it seems to be very lively.

The two of them stopped lying down and got up together. Xu Yunqing looked at He Mian'er's eyes carefully, her eyes were bright, and there was nothing unusual, which was a sigh of relief.

"Don't, cry again........" He sighed softly and hugged He Mian'er to persuade. He remembered that he had secretly vowed not to let her eyes see the sorrow of this world again. Worry-free love book network

The scene last night, thinking about it, made him still frightened

He Mian'er nodded and said, "I'll go and see what's going on." But he didn't care what Xu Yunqing said.

The crowd outside seemed to be coming and going, not knowing what they were doing in a hurry.

He Mian'er stopped a subordinate, only to learn that his father had just returned from the palace not long ago, and he planned to resign and go into hiding, and this big mansion was also planned to be sold, so that everyone in the mansion could find another way out.

He Mian'er walked to her father's room with some confusion, and the maids she saw along the way were busy packing up.

The white housekeeper in the house was scolding a few unscrupulous people who wanted to take the sheep by the hand, and when he saw He Mian'er, before he could speak, his eyes turned red.

This white housekeeper has also been in the He family for many years, since He Qi was a poor scholar in the past, he has been a scholar for him, and he can be regarded as accompanying the master all the way.

watched He Mian'er be born, and when she got married and left, she returned home.

This white housekeeper is not married, and he has no relatives in his hometown, and he is loyal to the He family, so to speak, the He family is also his home. Seeing such chaos at home at this moment, how can you not be sad and sad.

"Miss, go and persuade the master." The white butler spoke hoarsely, and for a moment, he seemed to be many years older.

He Mian'er nodded, and then walked to her father's study, but saw that the little girl who was notified at the door was already gone. She knocked on the door and said, "Father, it's me, I'm Mian'er." ”

"Come in." He Qi's voice sounded full of neutrality, which made He Mian'er feel a lot more relieved.

He Mian'er pushed the door in and saw her father, who had not slept all night, was unkempt at the moment, and looked very different from the neat image of the past.

"Father." He Mian'er opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Mian'er, the current saint died last night." He Qi said in a low voice, and in just one sentence, he paused three times, as if he was a little reluctant to mention this reality.

"I know." He Mian'er replied in a low voice. Her father is like this, probably because of the death of the emperor, but she didn't know that her father had such deep feelings for the current saint.

"Your father and I are also old, and I thought about it for half the night last night, and remembered a lot of past events with the saints." He Qi looked at the calligraphy and paintings in his hand, many of them were given to him when the saint was happy.

He is the Tanhualang appointed by the current saint, starting from the Hanlin Academy in the court, probably because of his outspokenness, so a humble scholar without any background was finally appointed by the emperor to the official position of the imperial historian.

But he did not accept the emperor's affection, and he closely scrutinized the words and deeds of the saints today, and if there was anything wrong, he immediately exhorted the above.

If the emperor didn't listen, he would cry and make trouble to learn from the ancient ministers, and if he didn't agree, he would crash to death on the pillar of the Taihe Palace.

This move is extremely lethal to the emperor, and he often has to retract his thoughts with a wry smile and discuss with the ministers.

Perhaps to others, the emperor is probably not a good emperor. But for He Qi, the emperor also tried his best to fulfill his duties.

Although he can't reach his ideal Shengming monarch like the ancient Yao Shunyu, he is a good emperor anyway.

"Father, why did you have the idea of wanting to resign?" He Mian'er said the purpose of her trip, after all, she had the impression that her father had always been proud of the official position of the imperial doctor.

"Alas, Mian'er, once a son of heaven and a courtier, the son is dead, what is the use of keeping the boya." He Qi sighed heavily, and the sadness in his eyes was clearly audible.

"Besides, your father and I are here to avoid trouble." He Qi opened his mouth and said, "Do you know that the four princes yesterday turned out to be the Tao, and they want to set the name of the saint today as a Yang character!" ”

When He Qi said this, he was so angry that he slapped the table.