Sizhen shook his head and said: "Right now, the imperial concubine is going to give birth, and the palace is in chaos, so it doesn't matter if you eat a meal or not, wait." ”

"Yes." The lark reluctantly agreed.

After a while, Bai Ling came in with a food box, saying that it was Mama Li who asked her to arrange the meal prepared for Sizhen, and the lark's small mouth was flattened.

Sizhen had just finished her meal when she heard a commotion outside.

The lark went out to inquire and came back, and whispered: "It was the emperor who was going to visit the imperial concubine who was waiting to give birth in the Xibei Palace, but he was stopped by Mama Li and the eunuchs, and the emperor was unhappy and cursed." Gege, are we going out to see the emperor? ”

"Of course you have to go, where do you know that the emperor is coming and not welcoming him?" Four chastity is the right color road.

Bai Ling and the lark glanced at each other and smiled secretly: Her family is Gege, she can avoid the emperor on weekdays, and this is not so that Mama Li can think of preparing dinner for them when she is so busy, so she will think about going over to help intercede.

Sizhen led Bailing and Skylark out of the east side hall, along the long corridor, and walked to the door of the west side hall, and saw Mama Li and the eunuch in charge, leading a few palace people to kowtow and ask for guilt, but they always blocked and refused to let go.

Fu Lin was angry, shouting, "Dog minions, get out of the way-" Concubine Zhen hugged one of his legs and begged with her: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you can't go in, my sister has instructed them not to let you enter the blood-stained land, so as not to be contaminated." ”

kicked Concubine Zhen away, and Fu Lin said viciously: "If it weren't for you, how could Zhuzhu have started in advance?" She also left a message for me, so don't blame you. Fuck off, I don't want to see you. ”

Concubine Zhen stepped forward on her knees, still holding his legs, Chu Chu begged pitifully: "The emperor can punish the concubines as much as he wants, but you must not go in, you will kick the concubines to death today, and the concubines will not let you in, otherwise, my sister will be happy to see the emperor, but she will definitely be restless." ”

Seeing that Fu Lin was about to raise his feet again, Sizhen hurriedly took two steps forward, and Ying Ying Fu said, "The courtiers ask the emperor for peace." ”

When Fulin saw Sizhen, his expression was softened: "Flat." How did you get here? This blood-stained place is not contaminated by your girl's family, go back quickly. ”

Sizhen glanced at Mama Li and the others who were lying on the ground to plead guilty, smiled slightly, and persuaded: "Since the emperor knows that this is a blood-stained place, why should he embarrass them?" ”

Fu Lin was a little sneering: "I heard Zhuzhu shouting miserably inside, so I wanted to go in and see what was going on." ”

"When a woman gives birth, it is like passing through a ghost gate, and the emperor cares so much about the imperial concubine Niangniang, which makes the courtiers moved. It's just that the emperor has never thought about it, Niangniang is cautious and polite on weekdays, and when you go in, I am afraid that she will be impeached by the official for unruly and bewitching the lord when she turns back. ”

Seeing that Fu Lin was silent, Sizhen said again: "Your Majesty, you can come over, Niangniang knows that you love her, and she will be happy, but if you go in, Niangniang is afraid, but I am afraid that it will not be conducive to production." ”

She tilted her head sideways, revealing a narrow smile: "The courtier said something disrespectful, the emperor, you are not a doctor, you don't know how to use medicine, and you don't know how to wait for people like the palace people, let alone a midwife who can deliver babies. If the emperor is in a hurry, it is better to be accompanied by the courtiers to the main hall and wait, as soon as there is news, they will come to report. ”

Looking at Sizhen's beautiful face, which became more and more dynamic because of this smile, Fu Lin only felt that the people and light and shadow around him had dispersed, and only the person in front of him was as bright and pure as the moon.

These days, she has talked to herself the most, and it is tonight.

Sometimes, Fulin even wants to find a reason to lose Sizhen to see if she dares to do that against herself. However, he was reluctant, and again, although Sizhen avoided him as much as possible, he basically lowered his head when he talked to him, and never refused to look at each other, in terms of rules and etiquette, people couldn't find fault at all, and he was not the kind of faint king who was indiscriminate, so he could only let Sizhen keep his distance from him, alienated and indifferent.

He could only take the opportunity to listen to Sizhen reading to Wuyunzhu in Chengqian Palace, and take the opportunity to look at her and listen to her voice.

It's not that he didn't think about it, so he simply let Sizhen out of the palace, and when he was gone, he couldn't see it, so he didn't want to.

But every time, the decision made at sunset changed at dawn.

Even, in this kind of emotional torture of himself and Sizhen, he was a little happy.

Not far, not close! Don't let go, don't give up!

Including the birth of Wuyunzhu, he didn't think of going in, there are not many children in the palace, but there are so few, even if his eldest son who died was born that year, he never looked at it, like this time Ken came to visit before the elder brother landed, which was already enough to give the honor of Chengqian Palace.

He was the one who saw Hanzhang Hall and knew that Sizhen was here, so he had this thought.

He wants Sizhen to see how far he can go if he is the emperor and loves a woman! The material resources of the whole country are pleasing to one person.

He wanted her to watch, all this glory and love were all she could get.

Fu Lin never believed that Sizhen really had no love for him anymore.

If Fulin wants Sizhen's person, for an emperor, in fact, this is not a difficult thing, even if Sizhen wants to die or live afterwards, he will succeed after all, but what he wants is Sizhen's heart, so except for those two times of drunkenness, he is restrained and courteous to Sizhen, and after a long time, he even moved himself because of this restraint.

Treating Sizhen in front of others, he became more and more like a loving brother, loving his little sister and allowing her to be willful.

There is only one way to let Sizhen out of the palace, and he doesn't even want to listen to it.

He thought, it's good to be like this for the rest of her life, she watched him have a deep affection for other women, and watched his children be born one by one, but she could only be left alone, even if she didn't regret it for a year, what about three years? What about five years? What about ten years? Won't she regret it for the rest of her life?

As long as he thinks that one day this righteous sister who is not happy with grace and neglect will prostrate at his feet, crying bitterly, telling his lovesickness for him all these years, Fulin can't help himself.

Even when the dark cloud beads were happy under him, looking at those similar eyes showing shyness and pain could deepen his pleasure.

There are many times when Fulin feels that Sizhen actually regrets it, she just remembers her promises too much, is too obedient, and is trapped in the current situation, so she refuses to show it.

Every time he thought about it, he loved playing games like this more and more.

The joy of love can still be remembered, the pain of love is attached to the bones, and Fulin has fallen into his own obsession, entangled and troubled, and it is difficult to extricate himself!

At this time, looking at Sizhen's bright smile, Fulin's heart fluctuated, as if he went back to a few years ago, when his heart for Sizhen was first sprouting, he was willing to exchange the whole world for this smile.

Looking at her smile, the tangled mood became more intense, and after a while, he calmed down and said as calmly as possible: "It's okay, recently, I have been annoyed by the fact that some regional examiners and examinees have cheated together, and the imperial concubine has launched it in advance. ”

"Okay, please move the emperor, and the courtiers will stroke the piano for you." Sizhen took two steps back and gave way to each other.

Whether it is archery, dancing with knives and sticks, or writing, painting, or playing the piano, these things require wrist strength, and if the strength of the hand is small, or if you can't use the strength, it is impossible to do it well.

Although in the palace, she doesn't have to compete for favor with her color and art, and naturally she will not be as attentive as other women, but because of the strength of her wrist, coupled with her strength, she takes everything she does very seriously, and her piano skills are not the top in the palace, but they are also quite good.

After burning incense and cleaning his hands, Sizhen sat upright, groaned slightly, and the graceful sound of the piano poured out from his fingertips.

Sizhen played the song "Autumn Sound".

Under her fingertips, the evening breeze is already cool and autumn is thick, in the night, the autumn insects chirp outside the window, the fog gradually dissipates in the morning light, the early birds on the treetops are singing, the air is filled with the rich fragrance of the flowers that are about to wither before they are about to wither, the dense pines and cypresses are surging in the gusts of wind, and the dew drops on the green leaves are dripping......

The sound of the piano advances layer by layer, sometimes as smooth and joyful as water, sometimes as majestic as a mountain, sometimes as turbulent as the water hitting the mountain, and sometimes as soft and tenacious as a drop of water...... Fu Lin closed his eyes, as if he could feel the autumn breeze, the tired birds returning to the forest, the sound of insects, the lush mountains and forests, even the aroma of pine needles on the river side in the early morning, and the gentle rays of the moonlight in the valley, all of which could be displayed in front of you and immersive.

The sound of the piano, warm and cold, gentle and resolute, sometimes majestic, high-pitched, sometimes comfortable, fluent, chanting and rubbing, smooth and soft and eclectic, sonorous and deep, delicate and beautiful in one, as if the sound of rain from whispering to pouring down, sassy and refreshing, not continuous; Murmuring, like a cold current in the secluded world: clear and cold, like the drift of pine leaves; Like the elegance of flowing clouds, rolling up comfortably; Such as the spiritual rhyme of the Zen platform, the transcendent Qingyue, ethereal and far-reaching...... It's like a person who caresses the harp.

This song, listening to Fu Lin is like a fool.

In the sound of the piano, he remembered his own heart, how much courage he once contained, but all the way through the wind and rain, to now, just like this autumn sound, the cold wind comes, and gradually falls silent.

In the faint aftersound, he opened his eyes and looked at Sizhen's posture and style when he played the piano, his eyes were bright and bright, clear and dignified, the vermilion powder was not deep and even, and the idle flowers were faint and spring, whether it was from a distance or near to see, it was a hundred good and a thousand good to look at it carefully!

Her piano sound is heartwarming, her people are more tempting than the piano sound, the love is not as shallow as the fate, only the repeated lingering thoughts, this life, he met her, but after going around and around, he lost her, if life is a cloud, he has never been able to do her, and he is reluctant to let go!

I'm sorry, I can't let you go after all!