Zhou Youchen looked at her calm eyes and sighed lightly. "If you like it here, I will do it."

She finally forgave him, he didn't want to be too anxious, and it made her sad.

In the end, her temperament is too stubborn.

Zhou Youchen lowered his head and clasped Meng Xilan's hands in his palms, frowning slightly, "Your hands are too cold." ”

Meng Xilan broke free lightly and said with a slight smile: "The concubine is fine. ”

She took a step back and bowed respectfully to him, "It's not early, the emperor should go back and rest early." ”

Zhou Youchen's thick eyebrows moved slightly. She had obviously forgiven him, but she still didn't seem to have any intention of being close to her. And her soft smile made him confused.

"You should rest early, too." A thousand words finally turned into only this one sentence.

As soon as Zhou Youchen turned around, Meng Xilan's voice came from behind him: "The concubine sends the emperor ......"

Zhou Youchen walked out with heavy eyes.

He was about to look back at her, but he heard the door shut.

Meng Xilan stood inside the house, Zhou Youchen stood outside the house, although there was only a wall and a door between the two, it felt as if they were thousands of miles away.

Such a Meng Xilan made Zhou Youchen feel confused and uneasy.

Her attitude towards him seems to be nothing, but in fact there is something.

However, even if he had doubts in his heart, it could only be so for the time being.

Zhulu cautiously closed the door and looked back at her master.

She had already put away the smile on her face, and calmly picked up the brush and copied the scriptures in ink.

"Niangniang......" Zhulu slowly stepped forward, squatted down, and used an iron hook to pluck the charcoal fire inside, making the flames run higher. Just forgive the emperor......"

If it weren't for the fact that he had followed the master for 20 years, Zhulu would have almost really believed that the master really forgave the emperor.

Zhu Lu saw the master's smile, and also saw the indifference in the master's eyes, although it was not obvious, it was clearly visible.

That kind of hidden indifference is the most terrifying.

Ten days passed, and Meng Xilan finished copying a scripture with neat workmanship.

She burned the copied scriptures in front of the Buddha one by one. It was the only thing she could do about her lost child.

"My son, my mother failed to protect you, so that you didn't have the opportunity to come to this world to have a look. However, it is better not to see it, there are too many disturbances in this world. It's not easy for my mother to take care of herself, and I'm afraid it's hard to take care of you. Child, it's the mother who is too greedy, and your departure makes the mother clearly understand one thing. ”

Meng Xilan knelt in front of the Buddha, watching the scriptures being burned and turned into black ashes, and her heart was full of emotion.

She suddenly felt a little ridiculous, two lives as a human being, and there were times when she was innocent. What did she come back here for? For revenge, for the supreme power.

The position of queen is not the end, nor is it the real pinnacle of power.

As a mother, her heart softened, and with Zhou Youchen's favor, the anger in her heart gradually faded.

However, Meng Xilan has profoundly realized that such laxity has made her lose her fighting spirit!

A peaceful and stable life is destined to have nothing to do with her.

The scorching light of the fire illuminated Meng Xilan's deep eyes, making her pupils turn reddish-brown.

Zhulu knelt behind her master, she couldn't see her face clearly, and could only vaguely hear her talking to herself.

Just looking at the back of the master, it still gives people a sad feeling. More than a month has passed, but she still hasn't come out of the pain of childbirth.

I really don't know, when will the master come out? After coming out, leave here and return to Cining Palace, continue to be in charge of the six palaces, and enjoy all the honors.

……

As Meng Xilan lived in the Pure Heart Hall for longer and longer, the mood of the Meng family became more and more anxious.

Mrs. Meng suffered from a headache and was bedridden all day long, looking sick and haggard.

Because of Feng's poor health, Qiao Huiyun has been serving her wholeheartedly.

The old lady thought that she was sick and only caused trouble to others, so she said, "You stay here all day, what should Brother Yun and Brother Rong do?" ”

Qiao Huiyun lowered her head and smiled when she heard this, only blew the decoction in the spoon to cool, and slowly handed it to her mouth: "Don't worry, old lady, Her Royal Highness the princess is taking care of the children these days, and at this moment, it is estimated that she is leading the children to learn the piano." ”

"Learn the piano?" The old lady was slightly surprised and said, "With the county lord?" ”

Qiao Huiyun nodded and said, "Well, His Royal Highness the County Lord has studied the piano very hard." ”

Zhou Youning likes to get along with children very much, and he is even better at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Moreover, she has a good personality, loves to laugh and is informal, and the children like to stay in one place.

"Daughter-in-law Sun, how long has the county lord lived in our house?"

Qiao Huiyun was slightly stunned when she heard this, lowered her head and counted the days, and said, "Back to the old lady, it's been a month." ”

The old lady took a sip of the decoction and frowned bitterly: "It's been so long, is she still used to living?" ”

"Well, the county lord is very obedient and not picky about anything." To be honest, Qiao Huiyun quite likes the carefree child, although he is young, he is very sensible. The most important thing is that she loves to laugh and doesn't recognize life yet.

The old lady groaned slightly: "She should have been sensible earlier." Not to mention, her identity is sensitive, and she should be more obedient just because of her mother's care for her. ”

The daughter of a criminal minister can still have today's status, which is already God's blessing to her.

Qiao Huiyun's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, and he just nodded silently.

She knew that the old lady didn't like to be carefree, but it was because of her mother's face that she would take more care of her.

Qiao Huiyun was a little distressed about the carefree child, who lost his biological parents at a young age.

What does the mistake made by the adult have anything to do with her? She's so innocent!

Zhou Youning has a separate piano room in Meng's house, which Meng Xiran prepared for her.

This is where the children learn to play the piano with her.

Yun Ge'er is the oldest and has the highest talent. After only a year of learning the piano, he was able to play a song completely.

After noon, Zhou Youning let the children practice the piano for half an hour, and he took the time to see Zhen'er.

She had just woken up from a nap, and the little one was lazily nestled in her mother's arms.

Brother Yun practiced the piano seriously in the piano room, sat on the side and looked at him quietly, and said in his heart: Brother Yun is really powerful, no matter what he does, he will do it well.

Thinking about it, he began to look at the guzheng in front of him in a daze again.

Brother Rong was hugged by the grandmothers because he dozed off, and Brother Yun practiced for a while, then got up and moved his hands and feet.

He looked up and saw that Wuwu was slightly bowing his head, as if he was absent-minded, so he reminded her, "Don't be lazy." ”

Hearing this, Wu Wu immediately raised his head, glanced at Brother Yun, and sighed softly.

She practiced again, but her fingers weren't quite obedient.

Seeing his slightly clumsy appearance, Brother Yun hurriedly walked to her side and patiently taught her: "County Lord, your fingers must be strong, and your hands must be flat." ”

Wuwu listened to his words and practiced a few more times seriously.

Although it sounded no different from just now, Brother Yun still nodded and said, "Yes, the county lord plays very well." ”

Carefree raised his head happily: "Really." ”

Brother Yun learned to have the same serious face as his father, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Worry-free smiled sweetly when he heard this.

Brother Yun saw that he was almost done, so he looked at the grandmothers and said, "I'm going back." It's time for the county lord to go back. ”

The grandmothers bowed forward and said, "Yes, Young Master Yun." Then he bent down and put on his cloak and hat, and wrapped him tightly.

Seeing that he was leaving, he hurriedly followed him out.

The grandmothers ran out when they saw that she was not wearing a cloak, and hurriedly chased her out in a panic.

The snow on the ground had not yet melted, and Carefree accidentally tripped and fell.

"Oh, His Royal Highness the County Lord......"

Although she fell, she didn't cry, and she stood up on her own.

The grandmothers were about to reach out to hug him, but when they saw that Yun Ge'er walked back again.

"Your Royal Highness, the road is slippery in snow, you have to be careful of your step."

Brother Yun is only seven years old this year, but he already looks like an old teenager when he speaks.

He bent his knees, gently patted the snow on his carefree skirt, and said gently, "Come, I'll lead you." ”

My aunt said that worry-free is his sister, and as an older brother, he must take care of his sister.

Carefree stretched out his little hand and walked forward hand in hand with him.

When the grandmother and the maids saw it, they all smiled and followed.

……

It's almost February, the winter is over, and the spring breeze is coming.

Meng Xilan practiced in the Pure Heart Hall for three months, eating fasting and reciting Buddha, purifying her heart and having few desires.

Zhou Youchen would come to see her every night, and she only left him for a cup of tea, and then got up to send him away.

She only talks to him and drinks tea, but she doesn't make out with him.

Meng Xilan has a dignified reason, during the fasting period, all the ** of people must be controlled.

Zhou Youchen had no intention of forcing her, as long as she stayed by her side.

However, this night, when Zhou Youchen got up and wanted to leave, Meng Xilan said lightly: "Your Majesty, Song Jieyu is a very sensible woman, and the emperor should be kind to her...... Also, Wu Xue'er, I heard that in order to please the emperor, she has been practicing her dancing skills recently...... If the emperor is free, he can go over and have a look. ”

Zhou Youchen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and raised his eyes to look at her: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Meng Xilan got up quietly and said, "The concubine's body is like this, it will be difficult to serve the emperor in the future." ”

After she had a miscarriage, she occasionally bleed from her lower body...... Although it is not serious, it is a stubborn disease.

Zhou Youchen frowned and said, "I don't need you to serve, I just need you to stay by my side." ”

Meng Xilan smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, the harem concubines, it should be wet with rain and dew." The concubine has been the emperor's favor for many years, and the concubine really doesn't want to continue. ”

"Lan'er, I said it...... I don't want you to force me to ......" Zhou Youchen's face was slightly displeased.

Meng Xilan stepped forward slowly, gently stroked his shoulder with one hand, and held his face with the other and said: "Your Majesty, the concubines can no longer give birth to an heir for the emperor, and the royal family needs to spread out the branches, and the emperor favors other women, not for the concubines." Rather, it is responsible to the imperial court! ”

Zhou Youchen dodged her hand and said, "You don't have to find so many high-sounding reasons for me!" ”

Seeing that he was impatient, Meng Xilan grabbed his hand and strained slightly: "Your Majesty, please listen to the concubine." You and I are not in the past, Meng Xilan and Zhou Youchen are no longer in the past. You are the emperor and I am the queen. It is common sense for the emperor to favor the concubines of the six palaces. And the concubine is the lord of the six palaces, and the concubine can't be too selfish! There is only one prince under the emperor's knees, so I don't know how many people in this palace are moving his ideas! The concubine didn't want the prince to be hurt in the slightest, and the concubine didn't want the prince to be the target of everyone's attacks like the concubine. ”

An emperor should be like an emperor, and so is she herself.