Li Yu held the play list presented by the Internal Affairs Office in front of the emperor, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please see, this is a play arranged by the queen's mother, and it has been presented to the queen mother, please make a decision." ”

Hongli was overjoyed when he heard this, although the opera troupes that could enter the palace to sing were all decided early in the morning, but it was rare for the queen to have this intention, and it was also a temporary decision to invite the wind class, but it might not matter. Looking through the list of plays, Hongli glanced at them one by one, and couldn't help but churn: "The queen is delicate, and the dramas she orders are all what I and the queen mother like." So be it. The minions of the Internal Affairs Office were careful. ”

"Huh." Li Yu saw that the emperor was in a good mood, and couldn't help but smile and chose two nice words: "Slave look, the queen mother really has a heart, and yesterday she also boiled purple ginseng and black chicken soup with her own hands to serve the queen mother in Cining Palace." ”

His brows moved slightly, and Hongli turned from indifference to approval: "With the queen sharing my worries, I can better entertain the affairs of the future dynasty." Li Yu, you are also watching carefully in the Internal Affairs Office, and if there is anything that is not done, mention them one or two. Just a day or two of hard work preparation, it is inevitable that it will be busy and chaotic. In addition, the entry of the nobility into the palace must also depend on the number of courtesies. ”

"Hey, the minion obeys." Li Yu promised to retreat, just as Mo Sang walked in lightly.

Hongli saw that her body seemed to be a lot more phoenixy, and her eyes sank a little ink, and she couldn't see the depths thickly. It went straight to the depths of my heart. "Why are you here, didn't I tell you to rest well?"

Mo Sang was slightly blessed, and then walked to Hongli's side. "Your Majesty, Sang'er has been staying in the side room of the Heart Cultivation Hall for a long time, ...... Mo Sang didn't say the second half of the sentence, but despite this, clear tears had slowly rolled down her cheeks.

After a moment of silence, Hongli finally took his Minghuang embroidered golden dragon handkerchief and handed it to Mo Sang, but did not wipe away her tears. "Now that I have brought you into the palace, I expected that there would be today's alarm. The harem is never clean, and even if you hide in the side room of the Temple of My Heart all day long, you can't escape the gossip. ”

"Does the emperor regret it?" Mo Sang wept, pinched by the handkerchief in his trembling hands, but stubbornly unwilling to wipe away the tears. "If the emperor regrets it, Sang'er can leave the palace immediately, just ask the emperor to keep the child in Sang'er's womb. It is true that he is the bloodline of the Nian family's criminal minister, but he is also the bloodline of the emperor.

Sang'er would rather take 'Mo' as his surname for the rest of his life, and never tell him about his life. He wouldn't know that he was a descendant of Nian, or even who his Amma was. Sang'er kept and taught him well, and never discredited the emperor......"

Hongli was not moved by Mo Sang's words, on the contrary, his face was gloomy and a little bluffing. The tone of his voice gradually became cold. He asked, "Qiansang, is this your sincerity?" ”

didn't answer the emperor's words immediately, Mo Sang just knelt softly beside Hongli. Like a gentle cat pleasing her master, she rested her face on the Emperor's lap. Let the gold and silver threads on the dragon robe shine on the smooth and smooth skin. "Originally, this was not Sang'er's sincerity. The emperor understands. ”

"So, you approached me for a purpose!" Hongli's tone was still cold and warm, but even so, his handsome face did not show half a point of murderous intent. It's just indifference and calmness, and I can't see his heart clearly.

"San'er wants to be like her aunt and become a royal honorable woman." Mo Sang's voice is also soft, and it sounds no worse than that of a pure concubine. Let's say, every word of her is distressing and sour, and when she can hear it in her heart, Hongli can't help but put her hand on her sideburns.

"Ever since Sang'er met the emperor when she was a child, she had already decided in her heart that she would be in this life. Who would have thought that his father would become a traitor to the first emperor, and in an instant, Prince Bao's mansion Sang'er would not be able to enter, and from now on, he would have to see the emperor on both sides of the world, and he would not see each other for a long time. That's it, who knows that what I miss every day can't be exchanged for the mercy of my sweetheart after all. ”

Mo Sang raised his head slightly, looked at Shang Hongli's watery eyes, and smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, you know that if you hadn't ascended the throne as emperor and granted amnesty to the world, Qiansang would have died in another country, where would I still have the life to come back to see you alive." It's the slave who owes the emperor too much...... The emperor should not be allowed to risk his reputation and majesty. ”

Hongli sighed, and when he learned that Nian Qianyao was beheaded by the first emperor and announced to the world, it was too late to save Qiansang. He was extremely remorseful, if it weren't for his own future, he married Qiansang back early, and there would be no separation. It's too late, as a son of man, how could he propose that he marry Qiansang when Huang Ama was cruel to Nian Qianyao.

One of them is a noble prince, the other is a lowly slave, and they are no longer a good match.

For the sake of his own future, Hongli did not ask the first emperor for mercy, and allowed Qiansang to be assigned to be enslaved by people in armor and suffered a lot. Looking at Qiansang, who is now pregnant with his own flesh and blood, Hongli regrets it all the time, and it is precisely because he feels indebted in his heart that he will take the risk of taking her into the palace. "Between you and me, you can't talk about who owes whom."

"No, Your Majesty." Mo Sang became excited, and his voice suddenly raised a few decibels: "It was you who owed San'er before." But now, it's San'er who owes you. This debt is only settled by Sang Er's death in Huangquan. ”

Stroking her skin that was blown up, Hongli didn't dare to look at the scars on her body: "You're right, I really owe you." ”

"Sang'er hated you at first, Hongli." Mo Sang straightened up, his eyes were full of tears, and with the faint rotation of his eyes, the hearts of the people were uneasy. "Why can you ascend to the throne, sit on the beauty of the world, and destroy a person's life with a snap of your fingers. But I have to endure everything in such a bleak place?

Why can't you bring me back to the Imperial City, why can't you tell the world to take me as a concubine? My heart is full of you, and there is only you from beginning to end. But what about you? You dislike me, you suspect me, and you even ...... Did you even think about cutting me off with your own hands, when I didn't feel it at all? ”

Hongli was noncommittal, and only calmly looked at his childhood sweetheart Sang'er, a poor man who would die at any time because of his selfishness.

"I really want to rehabilitate my father and regain the glory that belongs to us for the Nian clan. No matter how poor my father was, he was also the founding hero of the first emperor, but the royal family did not take into account the merits of the Nian family, but took revenge and killed all our people. It's basically the royal family who treated us badly, and it was the first emperor who was ashamed of my father. Your Majesty, you are even more ashamed of me! Mo Sang's eyes were bloodshot, and he bit Hongli's knee, eager to burst out of his anger at once.

She pushed harder and harder, and her hatred rolled, and her reason had already been lost in hatred. The straight yellow dragon robe was dripping with red blood, and his mouth was full of fishy saltiness, and Mo Sang suddenly realized that he shouldn't be like this.

After sending her mouth, she shrunk and raised her head: "Your Majesty ......"

Hongli frowned, but he didn't move, as if the pain in his heart was no match for him. He also has helplessness, and he can't choose what he wants to do. He is the emperor, but the emperor is just the saddest lonely man. "The first emperor is not wrong, Nian Qianyao deserves to die."

Mo Sang didn't expect the emperor to say this, and the grief and anger made her cry like rain. "Slaves and lowly people are indeed not qualified to talk to the emperor about the merits and prestige of the first emperor. From the day I entered the palace, I have been trying to win your favor. But now it's different, the emperor is deaf to the rumors in the harem, and he cares for me a lot.

Actually, it's enough, Your Majesty, it's really enough. Qiansang thought clearly. ”

She wiped the tears from her face indiscriminately, but covered his handkerchief in the place where she had bitten it just now: "Why should the emperor wait until this child is born to take my life." You know, if I stay in the harem for one more day, your prestige will be damaged even more. What's more, in your eyes, the first emperor will not make mistakes, and you will not be reluctant to disobey the holy will of the first emperor in every way.

If so, please ask the emperor to allow Qiansang to leave the palace. As Fang just said, Qiansang Cliff will not turn back, let alone appear in front of the emperor again. The right is for the emperor to leave this child and accompany Qiansang to spend the second half of his life. ”

Hongli had a calm face, and suddenly asked, "Aren't you planning to stay by my side and become my palace concubine?" Why are you leaving? ”

He did not deny his murderous intentions, nor did he accede to her request.

In Mossan's eyes, this is undoubtedly an extremely cold and desperate act.

She threw up her head and laughed, her hideous, distorted expression suddenly making her wicked. She didn't know why she was laughing, but she felt that she had seen the most unbearable affection in the world. That is to fall in love with the emperor, that is to be delusional to get the emperor's sincerity......

"Does the emperor really want to know the answer? The answer is simply ridiculous. Mo Sang's eyes were full of blood-red tiredness, she took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly with all her strength: "Because Qiansang loves Hongli, because Qiansang loves Hongli......"

This voice is incomparably poignant, but incomparably shocking. It was like an extremely powerful lightning bolt passing through Hongli's heart.

"Of course the emperor can not believe it, of course the emperor can be a concubine I didn't say it. San'er doesn't ask you to believe, I don't ask you to believe, really. Sang'er's life was taken into the palm of the emperor's palm early in the morning. With just one word, or even one look, Sang Er can die violently on the spot, and even the corpse will not be noticed.

This harem is your world, this Forbidden City is your world, and this Qing Dynasty is also your world. San'er has nowhere to hide, nowhere to run. In fact, these days, it is enough to be by your side from time to time. Even if you pretend to be sorry, even if you pretend to be a snake, Sang'er will take it as true.

Now, Sang'er only asks the emperor to say to you, and say to Sang'er in person, I will die in order to calm your heart! ”