For a long time, under the eager and expectant gaze of Grandma Sun, Qi Changrong's eyes were red, and he said lightly:

"This wedding dress is very beautiful, Gu likes it very much."

"Mama is very blessed, you have waited for three people in your life, one is the queen mother of the Great Jin, one is the emperor of the Great Jin, and the other is the future emperor of the Great Jin, there is no one more blessed than you in this world."

"The wooden comb left by the mother is also very good, delicate and small."

"Wait, soon, it will all come in handy."

If there is a need to bear a great risk for a momentary willfulness, then she is willing.

She has asked for a lot of things in this life, and she has paid different prices for them, but all of them come from her selfish desires.

Whether it's revenge, or defending the country and protecting the family.

Because of her resentment and unwillingness, many people were dragged into hell that they had never been exposed to before.

Some are resurrected, and some are destroyed.

got married, and there were also her selfish desires, but this matter was mixed with the expectations of many people.

If she could, when there was no ambush on all sides, she could choose freely, then she would not let herself down, nor would she let down the people she cared about.

……

What Mama Sun said touched Qi Changrong's heartstrings.

They did a lot for her when she didn't know it.

What she can't be wronged by, what she can't hope for.

If you think about it, she may be one of the lucky people in the world.

Coming from the mud of hell, stained with blood and treacherous, standing on the top of the peak, it seems that even the tip of the heart is black, and countless people fear her like a demon.

But even so, she has supreme rights, and there are people close to her who love her as before.

Thinking of everything, Qi Changrong laughed out loud, countless complicated feelings faded, and only a piece of calm remained in his heart.

At this moment, she still has boundless courage to continue to go down, but what supports her to go down is no longer hatred.

It's love.

Her love for them, their love for her.

As Mama said, the love of the emperor may be indifferent, but it is real.

The next day, after seeing off Junchen, Qi Changrong once again set foot in Xingqing Palace, which he had not set foot in for a long time.

These palaces were undoubtedly special to her.

After the death of Concubine Qin, there was only one master left in the Xingqing Palace, there was no master who could make the Eight Classics, and most of the palace people who served in the palace were dismissed, and Concubine Qin's close attendants were also martyred at the beginning.

Qi Changrong's footsteps were very light.

In the huge hall, there are not many people waiting, and even the dead leaves in the courtyard are not taken care of.

Qi Changrong frowned slightly, and finally made some noise.

After a while, there was the sound of something falling on the ground behind the flower bed.

Qi Changrong looked at the source of the sound, and happened to see the person hiding behind the flower bed falling to the ground, it was the little eunuch who was in charge of cleaning up the fallen leaves.

Raw, immature.

When he saw clearly who the person standing in the courtyard was, the little eunuch unconsciously ran over with a heavy panic on his face, and crawled over, kneeling down with a 'plop' in front of Qi Changrong, so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

Lowering his eyes and glancing at him, Qi Changrong looked around again, facing the withered yellow fallen leaves that had obviously accumulated for a long time, and said softly: "Now that the master of Xingqing Palace is not here, you are so slack?" ”

Her voice was very calm, and even at this moment, she couldn't hear obvious anger, but with Qi Changrong's words, the fluttering words fell down, and the little eunuch's body immediately trembled uncontrollably.

The fear from the bottom of his heart almost swallowed him, and he tried to defend himself, but his throat seemed to be choked by someone, and no matter how hard he tried, he could only hear a muffled snoring sound in the end.

Qi Changrong smiled faintly: "There is no need for people in the palace who are slacking off on their duties. ”

When the words fell, she raised her voice and called out of the palace: "Ji Fang." ”

After a while, Ji Fang rushed in small steps, not far behind Qi Changrong, and said respectfully: "The slave is here." ”

"This newcomer doesn't know the rules very well, and he is not suitable for doing things in Xingqing Palace, so you can take it and teach it."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Fang immediately responded: "The slave obeys the order." ”

The moment he replied, Ji Fang waved his hand outside, and immediately two guards rushed in, dragging the frightened and trembling eunuch out without saying anything.

Qi Changrong didn't say anything more, and continued to walk towards the palace with his memory.

She came to Concubine Qin's dormitory.

The furnishings in the dormitory were the same as before, and there was not a trace of dust next to the familiar shelves, and it was obvious that someone was carefully cleaning.

It was not the first time Qi Changrong had come, but it was the first time she saw a picture scroll hanging on the wall at the main entrance of the dormitory.

If you look closely, you can say that it is an embroidery.

It is the embroidery of Concubine Qin standing under the pear blossom tree to welcome the pear blossom rain.

The white pear blossoms, the concubine in the picture is like a fairy from the heavenly palace.

And under the embroidery roll, there is a small offering table, on which are still placed yesterday's pastries, which are already cold and hard.

Qi Changrong raised his eyes and was about to reach out to touch it.

At this moment, Qi Ziruo's voice came from behind him with three points of joy in surprise.

"Brother Prince?"

Hearing the sound, Qi Changrong turned around, Qi Ziruo happened to walk in front of her, holding a plate of freshly baked and steaming pastries in his hand, and saluted: "Why did the prince's brother come suddenly?" ”

"When you come back from the grassland, you must always report safety to your mother." His gaze slipped to the delicate pastry, and Qi Changrong asked softly, "You made this yourself?" ”

"Yes." Qi Ziruo bowed his head, and after replacing the pastries for cold drinks on the table, he said a little embarrassedly: "The concubine likes to pour these in the small kitchen the most, but my craftsmanship is not as good as the concubine, so I can only make do." ”

Looking at the pastries that were almost identical to the shape made by Concubine Qin herself, Qi Changrong fell into a daze, and said softly: "You have done a good job, if the concubine knows, she will be very happy." ”

Qi Ziruo, who was still dressed in plain clothes, pursed his lips and smiled: "What can make the mother concubine the happiest is the news that the prince's brother can be safe." ”

Qi Changrong was noncommittal, and his gaze returned to the painting: "When did you embroider this painting?" ”

"A month ago."

Qi Ziruo raised his eyes and looked back, recalling the rare and childish scene of Concubine Qin standing under the pear blossom tree, and the smile on the corner of her lips was even stronger: "My painting skills are not good, such a painting was repaired, modified, overturned, and restarted, and it took nearly a year to embroider, until a month ago, I felt that I finally showed off some of the charm of the mother's concubine, and then put it in the concubine's bedroom to worship." ”

"It's beautifully embroidered." Qi Changrong smiled and praised sincerely: "The mother concubine will definitely be very happy." ”

Concubine Qin, who was standing under the pear blossom tree, was also happy, but because of the accident at that time, there was still a sorrow between her eyebrows.

Qi Changrong asked again: "Is this ...... When was it? ”

"Last time, when my mother took me back to my hometown to worship my ancestors."

For Qi Ziruo, the original thing was still a scar, and the blood flowed with a light touch.

She inhaled softly, her eyes slightly red: "This is the last time I will meet my mother." ”

After that, she carefully recounted the original incident to Qi Changrong, and the corners of the latter's lips curved slightly upward, obviously very happy: "I never knew that my mother had such a naïve time. ”

"I don't know."

Qi Ziruo shook his head, and his tone was mixed with three points of hesitation, three points of nostalgia, and six points of emotion: "If I had known that my mother liked pear blossoms, I would definitely do my best to open a pear orchard in the palace for my mother to enjoy." ”

"You have filial piety."

As soon as these words came out, the dormitory fell into silence for a while.

I don't know how long it has been, thinking of meeting a lazy little eunuch in the front hall, Qi Changrong frowned slightly: "Thirteen, although the mother concubine is gone, the rules of Xingqing Palace cannot be abolished, if someone dares to cheat and play tricks under your nose, just send it away." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Zi vaguely understood something, and couldn't help asking: "But someone offended the prince's brother without long eyes?" ”

Hearing this, Qi Changrong did not admit it, nor did he deny it, but said: "The hearts of the people in this Xingqing Palace are loose. ”

Qi Ziruo pursed his lips and was silent.

She is deeply trapped in self-blame and pain, and she still can't get out after a year of hard work, where does she have the heart to discipline the palace people below?

Seeing that she lowered her head and didn't speak, Qi Changrong didn't want to dwell too much on this matter, so he closed his eyes slightly, hiding many complicated emotions in his eyes.

After a while, after calming down, Qi Changrong slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were already indifferent.

"Thirteen, you are twenty years old this year, and as far as the royal family is concerned, you are already an older and unmarried princess, have you ever thought about what kind of person you will marry in the future?"

If it's a more accurate question, it's what kind of life do you want to live in the future?

In the face of this younger sister, Qi Changrong had a somewhat unusual tolerance in the end.

Thirteen can live any kind of life she wants, no matter who she wants to marry, under her own protection, she can live a peaceful and happy life for the rest of her life.

Presumably, this is also what the mother concubine wants to see.

"Can you marry whomever you want?"

Qi Changrong didn't think about it, and bowed his head: "Yes." ”

Facing his future destiny, Qi Ziruo did not hesitate or be shy: "If I can, I want to marry someone who will help the prince's brother." ”

This answer was something that Qi Changrong didn't expect anyway, she had a rare heart of compassion and gave Thirteen a chance to choose freely, but this person came to the front with a blank eye, wanting to be driven by her.

Seeing that Qi Ziruo's eyes seemed to be shining with stars, and there were a few points between his eyebrows, Qi Changrong was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Think about it."

Qi Ziruo Yingying smiled, winked playfully, and said in a relaxed tone: "For me, as long as I can help the prince's brother, it doesn't matter who I marry, after all, no matter who my future husband is, my brother must be the prince's brother, isn't it?" ”