She didn't doubt, didn't hesitate, didn't laugh, and said this sentence so calmly, which made Zhushu slightly stunned.

If others listen to it, I am afraid that they only think that it is a fantasy, and if they want to rebuild southern Xinjiang on their own, even if they are not crazy, they will think that he is mostly stupid.

"Okay." He also calmly replied that he was tired from fighting for so long.

It doesn't matter who is in charge of the ups and downs at all, the important thing is stability, once the arrogance of southern Xinjiang was unparalleled for a while, who would have thought that today it would be divided by warlords.

Even if Ouyang Chen is ambitious, it will end miserably in the end, and Yasukuni is not much better, because the war has caused the people of the world to suffer, who can benefit!

"Then let's put it this way, if you are the lord of southern Xinjiang one day, you will be an ally of Yasukuni and will never invade!" Xia Yinhuan said and dragged his hand, grabbed his little finger, and said a little innocently: "This can be regarded as an agreement." ”

The bamboo bundle couldn't cry or laugh for a while, and the proposal and the book were regarded as waste paper, what is this unwarranted agreement?

However, the heart is warm, like a spring equinox blowing, rippling and rippling, sweet, as if the dull taste buds have touched the sweet and greasy candied fruit.

Letting go of the bamboo bundle's hand, Xia Yin smiled happily, although the herbs on her face were still eyesore: "Thank you, for saving me." ”

Bamboo Shu saved her, this is an indisputable fact, it is his meticulous care that gives her the courage to face the future, she thinks, I am afraid that she will not forget such a person.

Hearing this, Zhu Shu pursed his lips tightly, said nothing, his tone suddenly became cold, and he stood up and walked out of the courtyard: "I'll hire a carriage and what you need to go back to Beijing." ”

Xia Yinhuan didn't understand why his attitude suddenly changed, but he looked at the back of Xiao Suo and felt more and more familiar.

Three days later, a guest suddenly came to the Lian Wang's Mansion in the capital, and he got out of the carriage, followed by three beautiful women.

All of them have first-class faces, slender figures, and the most important thing is that the three women are generally tall, one point less is too short, and one point more is too tall.

"I'm tired of informing His Royal Highness King Lian, and the Ministry of Rites asks to see him." The man was not very old, but he was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and his face was not good but not outstanding.

The guards hurriedly entered the interior to report, and returned after a while: "My lord, the prince is invited." ”

With permission, the man took the three women into the Lian Wang's Mansion without hurrying, and in the Lian Wang's Mansion, the plum blossoms were as red as the red lips of a beauty, and the willows were dry as the hands of the old man.

He was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, so he walked straight to the hall under the leadership of the guards, the mansion was not luxurious, and the decorations were too simple, not like the prince's mansion, to a bit like a quiet place for literati and artists.

In the hall, there were already people sitting on the Taishi chair waiting, their hands naturally placed on the desk, and there was a cup of freshly brewed tea in their hands, and there was a faint mist around them.

"Your Royal Highness King Lian." When the Ministry of Rites Shangshu arrived in the center of the hall, he bowed his head and saluted without humility, and the three beautiful women behind him also followed suit.

Ye Xinghuan's gaze crossed the Ministry of Rites and fell directly on the three women behind him, who were indeed one in a hundred beauties.

However, with his head slightly lowered, Ye Xinghuan couldn't see it very clearly, but his height and posture basically met his requirements.

"Lord Wang, these are the three most similar women that the minister has collected, Lord Wang, take a closer look?" The Ministry of Rites smiled flatteringly and pushed one of them forward so that Ye Xinghuan could see it more clearly.

The woman stepped forward and lowered her head shyly, but she could easily see that her skin was delicate and her appearance was lovely, and she raised her hand slightly to cover her cheeks, which was even more hazy.

"This won't work." Ye Xinghuan directly denied it, although there is no difference in height and figure, it is difficult to see what is like Xia Yinhuan.

The woman was stunned on the spot for a moment, and the secretary of the Ministry of Rites hurriedly pulled another one and said with a smile: "Lord, look at this, the minister thinks this is not bad." ”

"The little girl sees the prince." The woman's voice was very sweet, saying that she was blessed, and raised her eyes to look at her, but her personality was different from that of the woman just now.

It seemed that the cheeks were the same, but he was still not very satisfied with the look, and he frowned thickly, and suddenly a crisp laugh interrupted his train of thought.

He followed the sound source and looked, it was the woman who stayed behind the Ministry of Rites, wearing a plain white dress, wearing a nocturnal pattern blouse, and her jet-black hair was combed into a bun, just elegantly decorated with an inconspicuous hosta, at this time she smiled indifferently and was a little amorous.

"What's your name?" Ye Xinghuan had to admit that at that moment, he seemed to see Xia Yinhuan right in front of him, with such a bright smile, like the most harmonious sunshine in winter, like the gentlest breeze in spring.

The figure was right in front of him, as if it had overlapped with Xia Yinhuan, making people in a trance.

"Back to the prince, the little woman's surname is Qiu Yueyu, a person from Jiangzhou." She slowly blessed her body, and there was no shyness or joy in her eyebrows, just arrogance.

Yingying's autumn water-like eyes are very similar to Xia Yinhuan, and her eyebrows and eyes are as if they are from the same famous hand as Xia Yinhuan.

"Okay, it's you, you all stand down." A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xinghuan's mouth, and he looked at Qiu Yueyu with satisfaction, and when a big stone finally fell in his heart.

The Ministry of Rites lived up to his expectations and found a woman who was happy to fly at night, so he was naturally proud, and arched his hand and said: "Lord, the minister will retreat, if there is a future to get His Majesty's love, please also ask the prince to say a few kind words." ”

"That's nature." Ye Xinghuan replied calmly, but he was not sure in his heart, although Qiu Yue was still very much like Xia Yinhuan, but after all, it was just a substitute, I don't know if Cang Linchen would look at it squarely.

People, if they have found it, it will be seen how they will progress in the future.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette took the other two unsuccessful women out of the two-person hall, and Ye Xinghuan then set his eyes on Qiu Yueyu again, and carefully looked at the temperament as if Xia Yinhuan was out of the same way.

"Do you know why you came here?" He wouldn't try to let her replace Xia Yinhuan, he just used one of her faces to make Cang Rinchen temporarily relieve his lovesickness.

Qiu Yueyu's voice was steady, and she replied lightly: "Yueyu understands that Lord Shangshu has already explained the cause and effect very clearly, and it is a little woman's honor to be able to do her part for Your Majesty." ”

"Willing to enter the palace as a concubine?" Ye Xinghuan restrained his smile and looked at her calmly, many women in this world dream of entering the palace, just for glory and wealth to marry an unmasked emperor.

"Yue Youzeng was also a famous family, and a few years ago, she was also ready to be selected as a show girl, but she was not able to enter the palace because of the middle of the family, and I heard that Your Majesty was wise and martial, handsome and not like mortals, and I have been in love for a long time." Qiu Yueyu's face was slightly flushed, her words were true, someone had painted a dusty portrait for her, and now it is still treasured in the boudoir.

Ye Xinghuan nodded, thinking about it, how many women love Cang Rinchen, but his heart has always been on Xia Yinhuan, it is good to find someone who really loves Cang Rinchen and is similar to Xia Yinhuan.

"In this case, today you will enter the palace with this king, and this king has no right to make you a concubine, only rely on yourself, and go your own way." Ye Xinghuan would not deliberately take her to appear in front of Cang Rinchen, he had already planned it, so he should arrange a chance encounter, if he brought Qiu Yueyu to Cang Rinchen in person.

As a result, you don't have to think about it, Long Yan was furious, not to mention that Qiu Yue was still a mud bodhisattva, and it was difficult to protect himself when he crossed the river.

"Yes." Qiu Yueyu's hand hung on her waist and tugged at the hem of her clothes tightly, thinking that she should be nervous or excited.

This action was seen by Ye Xinghuan, and said to her: "Bite your fingernails when you are nervous, bite your lips when you are difficult to speak, and rub your hands when you are worried, remember." ”

This is Xia Yinhuan's next move, he remembers it all, even if it is a very subtle expression, now that he thinks about it, it seems to be able to appear in front of him, and it has become a part of his life without deliberate memories.

In the palace, Cang Rinchen walked out of the East Palace, today's weather is not very good, dark clouds, it seems to be a sign of rain, the cold wind hits, I only feel cold and biting, scraping on the face like a sharp blade and peeling off layers of skin.

"Your Majesty, it's going to snow." Ander said beside him, draped the black big coat over his shoulders, Ander had just recovered from a serious illness, and should have rested well, but considering that no one was by his side to take care of Cang Rinchen, he dragged his impaired legs and followed him.

"It's snowing, it's good." He smiled bitterly, as if snowflakes had fallen in the sky, falling on him severely, cold as tears.

"Let's go, go to the Imperial Garden." The only place he can stay now is the Imperial Garden, except for the East Palace, and the Longevity Palace, the sleeping palace originally prepared for him, is now empty.

He thought that he could miss her appearance in the place where Xia Yinhuan had been, so that he could dream of her when he fell asleep, and on his side, he could quarrel with him.

"Your Majesty, be careful." Ande hurriedly followed, listening to Cang Rinchen cough twice and worried: "Your Majesty should be careful of the dragon body, can the slave let the imperial dining room make some ginseng soup for Your Majesty later?" ”

Ander watched Xia Yinhuan and Cang Rinchen go all the way, if there is no one in Dading today, Ander also shed tears several times, and secretly carried Cang Rinchen to put the river lantern.

When Xia Yinhuan was still in the palace, the palace was always full of laughter, he had never seen Cang Linchen smile so sincerely at anyone, only Xia Yinhuan.

Queen, where is your soul?

Ander looked at the back and walked in the direction of the Imperial Garden, becoming more and more trance in the wind and snow, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

has lost too much weight, everyone has lost weight, Ander sees in his eyes, he has eaten very little food recently, and Ander takes care of him every night, so he will suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, and he will keep calling Xia Yinhuan's name when he wakes up.

If it goes on like this, he won't be able to hold on for long, and longing is a disease, like a maggot on the tarsal bone!

Seeing that he had already gone away, Ande hurriedly raised his steps to follow, and happened to meet a slave and maid along the way, so he stopped the slave and maid and ordered: "Go to the imperial dining room and ask the cook to make a bowl of ginseng soup and send it to the imperial garden." ”

That's all he can do for Cang Rinchen, he can't resurrect Xia Yinhuan, and he can't reduce his thoughts by a point, as a slave, he can only serve with all his heart.

The plum blossoms in the imperial garden are still the same, but a few days ago there was a strong wind, and a lot of them blew down, but this snow in the snow is not as grand as a few days ago.

The snow was very small, like fine sand fluttering, and when it fell on the ground, it immediately turned into small raindrops, and the dust stretched out his hand, and the snow fell in the palm of his hand, and he couldn't see it in a blink of an eye.

"Ender, what time is it today?" He only remembered that Xia Yinhuan had been missing for more than a month, and it seemed that he had lived alone in the palace for countless spring and autumn periods, and the years seemed to be rapidly draining away at his fingertips.

"Back to Your Majesty, this is the sixth day of the lunar month." Ander replied respectfully, only to a sigh from the dust.

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