Day by day is getting brighter and brighter, but it does not affect the palace people to get up and work, the masters are still sleeping soundly in the warm quilt, and the servants are already busy.

"Godfather, you can rest for a while, there is still a while before the emperor goes to court."

"Today is the Great Dynasty Meeting, the emperor always gets up early, you little rabbit cub let me rest again, what's the matter, you want our family to eat melons, right?"

"How dare my son! Hey, my son is waiting for you to freshen up. ”

"That's pretty much it!"

Li Zhong dressed up under the service of his godson Shunxi, and stood outside the dormitory of Xirui Palace with a pinch, and just stood still, he saw that the door of the palace was wide open, and Emperor Jiakang had packed up and come out.

"The emperor is going to pass the meal?"

"Hmm."

Jia Kangdi glanced at the slightly translucent sky, turned around and smiled at the palace woman behind him.

"It's getting colder and colder, your body has been recuperated with great difficulty, you should rest more."

The woman in the palace costume raised the hand stove in her hand, with a faint smile in her eyes.

"The emperor is nagging like Qiu Xin, can the concubine's body still be unclear, okay, it's not cold enough to lie in bed this day."

Everyone in the palace of Xirui Palace listened to their master complaining about the emperor, and they were not afraid, obviously used to their master talking like this with Emperor Jiakang.

Li Zhong watched the palace people present the breakfast one by one, and then personally tested the poison one by one, and after confirming that it was correct, he arched his hand towards Emperor Jiakang.

"Come with me for dinner, and then you can go back to sleep."

Li Zhong stood behind Emperor Jiakang with his eyes and nose and nose, and watched the emperor and the concubine like young children, snatching me from a table of breakfast.

After sending Jia Kangdi away, Qiu Xin watched as people cleaned up the dining table.

Although the amount of breakfast on a table is very small, the types are complicated, and the emperor and the concubine are almost finished with what you snatched from me.

"Niangniang, drink some hawthorn juice to eliminate your appetite?"

"No need."

After Jiang Ronghua left Jiakangdi, the playful smile on his face disappeared, and the dead silence in his eyes also returned, and the little looks before seemed to be phantoms.

Qiu Xin looked at such a master, and her heart swelled with sadness, since the eighth princess left, the vitality of the mother has also been taken away, and the anger in front of people is just pretending.

For a mother, the child is all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and now Jiang Guifei is just a shell in the world, and the real Jiang Guifei died together as early as the moment the eighth princess left.

Every five days of the great court meeting, the six departments to report a lot of things and messy, Jiakang Emperor ascended the throne for more than ten years, conscientiously praised the ministers.

The monarch and the ministers are united, and the best embodiment of this peaceful and prosperous era is that the duration of the court meeting is known to each other, and they are all controlled within two hours.

In order to show compassion, the emperor of the Great Dynasty will sit with his courtiers, with water and refreshments, and it is not difficult to endure two hours.

"Princess Huai's southward ancestor worship is almost over, right?"

Taking off the heavy crown of court clothes, Jia Kangdi felt that his scalp was very comfortable, and he really didn't know how those concubines in the harem survived, and they had to wear so many jewelry and beads every day.

"If you go back to the emperor, there is news coming from today's court meeting."

Li Zhong picked up the nameless letter sealed with fire paint from the table, and Emperor Jiakang raised his eyebrows, this time the content seems to be a lot, and the envelope is used.

Li Zhonggang wanted to hand over the knife, but saw that Jia Kangdi had already tore open the envelope with his hand, silently put the knife back on the table, and stood aside with his hands together.

Jia Condi took out a portrait from the envelope, looked at the envelope again suspiciously, and made sure that there was nothing in it, before opening the portrait in his hand.

The portrait is a woman, to be precise, a young girl, with childishness between her eyebrows and eyes, and a line of small characters is marked in the lower right corner of the portrait, which is her birth date and some information.

"Tong Qingyan ......"

The thin portrait rubbed on his fingertips, and Li Zhong heard Jiakangdi's whisper, this name was very unfamiliar, but as soon as he heard it, it was a woman's name, and his heart was full of thoughts, but his face was still calm.

"Li Zhong."

"The minions are here."

"Come and see."

Jia Kangdi watched Li Zhong take the portrait from his hand, walked back to the table without saying a word, sat down, and looked at Li Zhong with a calm expression.

"Your Majesty, this little girl ......"

"Well, it's the one who has some entanglements with the Song family."

The pins in the imperial study could be heard, Li Zhong lowered his head, Jia Kangdi couldn't see the look on his face, he couldn't see Jia Kangdi's eyes, he didn't know that Jia Kangdi had fallen into memories, and no one spoke for a while.

"You say......" I don't know how long it took, the unspeakable emotion in Jiakangdi's eyes faded, and he looked at the portrait in Li Zhong's hand again, "Is this a coincidence?" Although there are only three points of the image, the time of birth and preferences are the same as Anyang. ”

"The Emperor's ......"

Glancing at the folds on the table, Jia Condi reached out and rubbed his sore temples, pondered for a moment and raised his head.

"Spread the word to Xirui Palace, I will accompany the concubine for lunch."

"Whoa."

Historic Palace

Jiang Ronghua asked Qiu Xin to help remove the hairpin ring, then waved everyone away, and sat alone on the soft couch in front of the glass window, looking intently at the dazzling glass window in the sun, and his ears seemed to hear what Anyang said when he first saw the glass window.

"Mother, this window is so beautiful."

"It was made by my father and the emperor and gave it to you as a birthday gift, do you like it?"

"I like it!"

"Then take a nap, will your mother accompany you to thank your father?"

"Good!"

"Anyang is so good."

"Of course, Anyang is the daughter of the mother and the emperor, and Anyang will always be obedient."

It's been three years, and it's been three years since the well-behaved daughter left her, and now the glass window is still there, but the person who especially likes to see the scenery outside the house through the glass window is no longer there.

When Emperor Jiakang's royal chariot arrived outside the gate of Xirui Palace, only Qiu Xin led the palace people to kneel down to greet him.

"Where's the concubine?"

"Back to the emperor, the concubine is still sleeping, and the slaves and maids don't dare to go in and disturb."

"Still sleeping? Then let her sleep, I will go and see, and wait for lunch when the concubine wakes up. ”

"Whoa."

When Jia Kangdi entered the house, he saw the thinly dressed concubine lying on the small table of the soft couch, her long hair spread out, covering most of her face.

The concubine is weak, the earth dragon will burn up after the autumn, and the house is warm like spring at the moment, so you don't have to worry about falling asleep like this, but you are afraid that your feet will be numb when you wake up in this sleeping position.

Jiakangdi shook his head helplessly, took off the cloak on his body, gently draped it on the concubine, and sat on the soft couch on the other side, actually accompanying him to close his eyes and recuperate.

Outside the house, Qiu Xin handed the hot tea to Li Zhong, but found that Li Zhong was rarely in a daze, and he didn't react to take the tea for a while.

"Grandpa Li......"

"Huh?" Li Zhong woke up like a startled return, looked at the hot tea in front of him, and squinted, "Thank you, Aunt Qiu." ”

"Father-in-law Li has something on his mind? Why are you so restless. ”

"What can our family have on their minds, today's court meeting, our family waited for the emperor to get up early, and when he got older, he felt a little sleepy, and he almost fell asleep just now."

Qiu Xin glanced at the closed door, and just wanted to persuade Li Zhong to go and rest first, but suddenly heard a cry.

The two glanced at each other, but they didn't dare to push the door in, they stood respectfully on both sides of the door, hung their heads, but their minds were firmly guarding the movement of the inner room, for fear of missing the instructions of the masters.

In the house, Jia Kangdi was frightened by Jiang Ronghua's sudden cry, opened his eyes suddenly, squinted his eyes to adapt to the stimulation of the light, looked at the frightened Jiang Ronghua, and walked over and hugged her thin body in distress.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jiang Ronghua eased the emotions brought out in the dream, looked at the sun outside the house through the glass window, and then looked at the emperor who surrounded him, and his tears suddenly burst the embankment, and he couldn't cry for a while.

Jia Kangdi didn't say anything, just hugged Jiang Ronghua quietly, listening to her crying and falling into memory.

How long has it been? It's the first time in three years to cry like this, since the night Anyang left, she cried until she fainted hoarsely, and the concubine never shed a tear after waking up.

In the past three years, the concubine has been the former concubine, laughing and playing the same, but she never mentions Princess Anyang, and she takes care of Anyang's death day every year, and she is also smiling.

Jiang Ronghua cried happily, and his body felt unprecedented relief.

"Your Majesty, the concubine disturbed the holy car, and she deserved death."

"Tell me what you can't die, and you're not allowed to say it. I'll have people come in and serve you fresh. ”

"Okay."

Qiu Xin heard the call and entered the house, and when she saw the concubine with tears on her face, she lowered her head to hide the surprise in her eyes, and methodically commanded everyone to serve the concubine to freshen up.

Li Zhong arranged lunch and retreated outside the house, never looking up from beginning to end.

When only each other was left in the room, Jia Condi reached out to support Jiang Ronghua and led her to the dining table.

"Today's dish is delivered from the imperial dining room, no better than your small kitchen, so let's eat it."

Jiang Ronghua glanced at the dishes on the table, and did not say that it didn't matter as usual as Jiakangdi thought, but frowned, and picked up the chopsticks and poked them with great disgust.

"Anyang once said that the dishes in the imperial dining room are no different from pig food, and it is difficult for you to eat it."

"It's not so delicious, it's just ...... What did you say?! You, you ......"

Jiakangdi looked at Jiang Ronghua in shock, he had not mentioned Anyang for three years, and today he actually ......

"Your Majesty is very strange, I mentioned Anyang? Isn't it strange that I cried so sadly? That's because I dreamed of Anyang. ”

Jiang Ronghua felt that his eyes were surging with tears again, raised his head to suppress the tears that were about to fall, and smiled slightly at Jiakangdi.

"Brother Lang, I dreamed of Anyang! I dreamed of our Anyang! She... She was still the same as she was back then, and she threw herself into my arms with a smile and called me my mother. It's been three years, and I finally dreamed of her! ”

Hearing the long-lost title, Jiakangdi was full of emotion for a while, took Jiang Ronghua's hand and sat back on the soft couch by the window, wrapped his hands around her, and rested his chin on Jiang Ronghua's thin shoulder.

"Tell me, Anyang she...... What did she say to you in her dreams, but did she talk about me? ”

"Yes, Anyang said that she missed us very much, said that it was because she was not good to leave for so long, and she also said that she came back and will never leave again. Brother Lang, do you know? I was so happy, Anyang said that she would accompany me in the future and never leave again. ”

Jiang Ronghua thought of the scene in his dream, and he was even happier than when he gave birth to Anyang and was named a concubine.

Jiang Ronghua, who was immersed in joy, didn't notice it at all, and Jiakangdi, who was hugging him, was full of shock.

Jia Condi felt that the portrait in his sleeve weighed more than a thousand pounds at this moment, and he couldn't lift his hand.

Anyang...... Really back?!