Ministers also toasted in celebration.

The hands of the fifth prince and the third prince holding the wine glass all felt stiff, which showed that the situation they had been planning for many years, even at the cost of the life of the seventh prince, had changed because of Emperor Duan's fluttering words.

The third prince was very unwilling, and he wanted to ask Emperor Duan to take back his fate, but he knew very well that he couldn't do this, so he had to look down at General Xu Ruiyi.

After the death of Lao Qi, General Xu Ruiyi immediately defected to his camp, and he also had the handle of General Xu Ruiyi in his hand, as long as he threatened Xu Ruiyi with those handles and pulled Xu Ruiyi tightly, maybe there would be a repeated situation.

Xu Ruiyi didn't have time to pay attention to his gaze, just put down the wine glass, turned his head to look at Wen Tingyu, and sighed at the handsome Wen Tingyu: "Xiaojun Gong is really getting better and better." When I left Shangrou City, I was only about four years old, and at that time Yuxue was cute and powdery, but now she is handsome and graceful, which is likable. In the future, I don't know which girl will be able to marry the little princess. ”

When Empress Qi heard this, she suddenly thought about it and said: "Speaking of which, among our Great Qi clan, there are also many young girls who are like flowers and jade, and they can be matched by the little princess, but it is better to go and see each other in a few days." ”

When Emperor Duan heard this, he said in a deep voice: "You, you're too anxious. She was only thirteen and a half years old. ”

Empress Qi smiled and raised her eyebrows, looking at Emperor Duan's clear and obscure eyes, and a strange thought surged in her heart, but it was only for a moment, so she pressed it down and smiled at Emperor Duan: "Okay, when Yu'er is older, I will marry a woman from my Great Qi clan." ”

Duanhuang smiled: "This child has suffered a lot in Xiangshang City, I think, his marriage, we don't need to say much." He has been in Xiangshang City for many years, influenced by the customs and customs of Xiangshang City, and has a lot of rustiness with the women of the Daqi tribe. ”

Qi Hou had no choice but to nod.

Wen Tingyu heard this in the seat, and only felt compassion. Empress Qi was bent on marrying a woman from the Great Qi clan to herself to continue the glory of the Great Qi clan, but Emperor Duan was determined to exclude the power represented by this woman from the imperial city.

Wen Tingyu looked at Qi Hou, who was over half a hundred years old and had a long posture, and deeply felt the weakness and tightly-hidden fragility of this woman.

Facing the smiling gaze that Qi threw at him, Wen Tingyu couldn't help but feel pity and pity.

The candle flame danced between the silver dishes with a strange glow, and Wen Tingyu bowed her head.

Liu Jian, who was close to Duanhuang's side, said: "Serve."

The palace ladies came forward one after another to pass the food and cloth dishes.

On the twilight house, in the Qinyin Pavilion.

The faint light shone on the half-worn blanket, the faint light gradually dimmed, and one or two lamp tears fell along the crimson candle body, and the silver candlestick turned pale gray with the erosion of candle tears over time.

The sound of the charcoal fire peeling in the charcoal basin made one or two crisp sounds, giving the quiet room a little comfort and vividness.

No more suffocating dead silence.

Aunt Ruan got up with her clothes on, but she didn't alarm the Shan Cui and Hanhua who were sleeping on the smoke cage outside.

The mirror was illuminated by the candlelight, showing an extraordinary light, a kind of cold and cold grabbed her, Aunt Ruan felt that she no longer belonged to this world, her throat was smoking, and the coughing sound became dull, like a blunt iron knife, so it slanted horizontally in her dry and cold throat, and sometimes made a dull coughing sound.

The disease was attached to her like a poisonous curse, leaving her confused and crazy.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and remembered that many years ago, she played and sang the pipa in the Beijing Teaching Workshop, and was favored by the young Wen Duan, and since then her love has been deeply rooted.

Young and frivolous, she thought that Wen Du only loved herself, but she didn't expect that Aunt Xiao took away Wen Dui's heart, she was jealous, she was disappointed, and she was sad.

So when Xu lied to her and said that Aunt Xiao had taken away Wen Dui's favor, she believed it, because she would rather believe that it was Aunt Xiao who took away Wen Dui's favor than to face the powerlessness of her own inability to keep Wen Dui's favor.

After that, she had a miscarriage, and Xu used various excuses to deduct her monthly money and medicinal food, and mutilated her body to this point.

She was unwilling, she resented, resentful like a cold black mouth, to devour her, she was afraid, she avoided, she was very sick.

But she likes Wen Du and has never changed.

In the mirror, a pair of hands moved to the end of the eyes, and a green pointed eyebrow pencil traced on the long eyebrows, she knew that in this mansion, she couldn't control anything by herself, and as soon as she entered the Hou Gate, it was as deep as the sea, and Wen Du hadn't come to see her for a long, long time.

She has forgotten her youngest and most beautiful appearance.

It doesn't matter, she can also dress up herself.

Sketch drawing, green brush outline, rouge cheeks lightly, she is still beautiful, using makeup to cover up her haggard appearance, a little lip fat, still beautiful.

It's just that who else is going to appreciate her beauty.

She is like a dry branch, unable to bloom delicate flowers anymore, so she has to rely on fake flowers.

The doctor said that if it was treated well, it would still be fine.

It's just that Xu Shi deducted her too much, which made her think too deeply in her illness, fear and resentment, and kept accumulating, stroking her thin cheeks with her bare hands, and the plump and beautiful self in the mirror at the beginning was long gone.

Tears are accumulated in the eye sockets, and they can't flow out no matter what, so they can only be dry like this, swollen, sour, and make themselves cry or laugh.

Aunt Ruan whispered to herself in the mirror and asked, "Am I dying?" ”

The person in the mirror does not answer.

She looked at herself in the mirror, in pain.

"Ah, auntie, why are you up?"

Hanhua saw her sitting in front of the mirror in a silk robe, as thin as a cicada wing lying on a tree, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and tears fell.

"The Xu family is extremely hateful." Hanhua ran over, held Aunt Ruan's shoulders with both hands, hugged her, and cried, "Auntie, don't be sad. ”

Aunt Ruan smiled weakly: "What is sad, what is there to be sad." Silly girl, what are you crying about? ”

Hanhua wiped away her tears: "The Xu family is the most hateful. I think that back then, my aunt had a miscarriage, and it was the time when she was in urgent need of medicinal diet and ginseng to recuperate, but Xu Shi said when she met people, saying that you couldn't tolerate Xiao's, deliberately miscarried for favor, won sympathy, provoked two or three times, did not give you proper medicine, but also gave you medicine that consumes qi and blood, and treated you like this. ”

Aunt Ruan smiled and hugged Hanhua tightly, and said with a smile: "I have written down all kinds of evil deeds of the Xu family, planted them in the soil, and waited for the day to respond." Xu, Mrs. Xu, if I go to the underworld, you will go to hell with your tongue. ”

Hanhua hugged Aunt Ruan tightly, "Auntie, what are you talking about now, you won't die." You also have to watch Miss Yuhu get married, and you have to embroider a wedding dress for Miss Yuhu with your own hands. ”