Liu Xiaorou left after staying in Fengyi Hall for a long time, and the expression on her face was unprecedentedly dignified when she left. And Wang Jiao'e, who was in the Fengyi Palace, sat on the main seat with an expressionless face, stunned.

The palace maid who served Wang Jiao'e stood respectfully on the side, and it took a long time before she said loudly: "Queen Mother, what's wrong with you, you have been sitting for an hour." ”

Wang Jiao'e closed her eyes, her red lips trembled slightly, and her hands clutched the handkerchief tightly, feeling that the handkerchief would be torn with some force.

"You go down, this palace wants to be alone and quiet." After Wang Jiao'e slowly spit out these words, she got up from the chair and slowly went to the back room.

The palace maid first respectfully agreed, and then said: "Niangniang, if there is anything, you must call the slave maid, and the slave maid is waiting outside the door." ”

Wang Jiao'e didn't answer, and she didn't know whether she heard it or not. At this moment, she was holding a brush in her hand and standing in front of a table with a pale yellow paper on it. Not a word on it. But she watched it for a long, long time.

In the end, he sighed, sat down in his chair, and wrote seriously with his head down. This letter was addressed to the royal family, ordering them to raise their spirits these days and be ready to enter the palace at all times.

When Wang Jiao'e wrote the letter, she didn't know what kind of emotion was flowing in her heart, and when Liu Xiaorou told her that the emperor had less than half a month to live, her heart, which had not been beating for a long time, twitched unconsciously.

Obviously, the throne is about to arrive, she should be happy, but why does she feel unprecedented sadness, this sadness is like the kind when the third prince died, and it makes people breathless.

After the letter was delivered, Wang Jiao'e sat for a long time, but finally decided to meet Ye Duanli.

Ye Duanli hadn't been in such a good state for the past few years, so he planned to take advantage of the moment to sort out some more twists and turns, he knew in his heart that his time was short, but the doctor of the Tai Hospital refused to tell him how much time he had left.

Outside the hall, at some point, snowflakes the size of goose feathers began to fall, but after a while, white snowflakes spread all over the ground. Ye Duan sighed in the centrifugation, not knowing that he would not be able to hold on until the day when the spring flowers bloomed. I'm afraid it's difficult.

Not long after the snow fell, the palace people came to report: "Your Majesty, the queen mother is here and wants to see you." ”

Ye Duanli was reluctant to raise his head from the snow-white landscape, and waved his hand to let the queen in.

Wang Jiao'e is the mother of a country, and she has always been dignified and elegant, and she has worn dark clothes without exception over the years. The living lining is also several years old. Speaking of which, when she was young, her beauty was resounding throughout the capital, but in the end, she was still drowned in the endless years of the deep palace.

But today, she is extremely rare to wear a brightly colored peach-pink palace dress, and her face is not painted with thick makeup as in the past, but is very elegant. Although there are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he is not a little old, and his body is straight. The gesture is noble.

Ye Duanli's eyes have not been very useful over the years, and he saw Wang Jiao'e wearing peach powder coming slowly from a distance, as if he had seen the delicate and bright girl standing by the lake and laughing more than 20 years ago.

At that time, Wang Jiao'e was like a flower, and she always liked to wear a pink coat to shuttle through the streets, which attracted the admiration of countless young people, but the beautiful girl had already secretly promised the eighth prince in the palace.

Ye Duanli was the eighth oldest before he ascended the throne, and he was one of the sons of the first emperor with the most outstanding character. is scheming, and for the sake of profit, he married the queen Jiao'e, the queen of the Wang family, who loves him.

Speaking of which, Wang Jiao'e has not seen Ye Duanli alone for a long time, and after so many years, the two have rarely even talked except for being able to sit down for dinner on the fifteenth day of the new year.

She became a virtuous queen who couldn't find any fault with him as he wished, and managed the three palaces and six courtyards in an orderly manner. and gave birth to two princes for him.

In the more than 20 years of Wang Jiao'e's deep palace years, the admiration for Ye Duanli at the beginning has also been exhausted with the loss of time. Although the two are not a husband and wife, they can be called respectful of each other.

Ye Duanli has always been a little indebted to Wang Jiao'e, at that time, he obviously had Song Cai in his heart, but for the sake of power, he married Wang Jiao'e, whom he didn't love at all.

"Why did the queen come suddenly?" Ye Duanli looked at Wang Jiao'e, who was respectfully saluting, and was full of emotion for a while. Although he has always been lukewarm to Wang Jiao'e, the look of the girl in the pink skirt looking back and smiling more than 20 years ago is deeply engraved in his heart to this day. If he had met Wang Jiao'e first, if Wang Jiao'e was not the daughter of the Wang family, maybe the two would have become different now.

But everything that is happening now has been arranged by God a long time ago, so what ifs.

Wang Jiao'e lowered her eyes, and the beads on her head swayed.

"The concubine has nothing to do, she just wants to come to see the emperor and say a few words to the emperor." Wang Jiao'e usually treats the people below with a cold and arrogant voice, but at the moment she is very soft and soft.

Ye Duanli's eyes moved, and he pursed his lips: "Since the queen said it, that's good." ”

The two sat on either side of a low table with tea and a few delicate snacks. Wang Jiao'e held down one of the plates and pushed it towards Ye Duanli.

"The emperor tastes this chrysanthemum cake made by his concubines, is it delicious."

Ye Duanli looked at the delicate chrysanthemum crisp in the white jade plate, and his heart moved. The chrysanthemum crisp is very delicate and small, and the petals are stuffed with soft and glutinous bean paste, which makes people appetize just by looking at it.

The leaf segment is picked up and stuffed into the mouth, sweet but not greasy, delicious and tight. Presumably, it would not take ten years to make such a delicious dim sum.

"The queen's chrysanthemum cake is a good one in the palace."

Wang Jiao'e smiled, picked up a piece and took a bite, and shook her head for a while: "Don't praise the concubine, the emperor doesn't praise the concubines, today's chrysanthemum crisp is clearly too sweet." The concubine will let people quickly throw it away," Wang Jiao'e made a gesture and was about to get up.

But Ye Duanli quickly stopped Wang Jiao'e, took another piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "I like to eat sweeter." ”

"If the emperor likes it, that's the best." Wang Jiao'e smiled, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes also moved. But within a moment, the eyes were wet.

She noticed her gaffe, quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, and then said to Ye Duanli: "The concubine has lost her temper." ”

Ye Duanli looked at the woman in front of him who could only be called his wife, and he was quite emotional for a while. In the blink of an eye, both of them were old. Even the queen, who pays the most attention to appearance, began to have wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

"Queen...... I'm really ashamed of you all these years. If you have any complaints, tell them today. ”

Wang Jiao'e obviously didn't expect Ye Duanli to suddenly say this, so she looked a little surprised. But he soon calmed down.

"The concubines have complained about the emperor and the past." Wang Jiao'e lowered her head and couldn't help but think that there may have been resentment, but with the passage of so many years, that resentment has long disappeared. The current Ye Duanli may be the most familiar and strangest person to her.

Ye Duanli sighed and put down the refreshments in his hand.

"Jiao'er, I apologize for my neglect of you for so many years." Ye Duanli said very lightly, but it reached Wang Jiao'e's ears very clearly.

The emperor actually called her nickname again after many years, and also called himself me.

I still remember that the first time the two met was in the carp pond of the palace, that day Wang Jiao'e followed her mother into the palace to visit her aunt, who was a concubine at the time, and accidentally got lost and strayed into the carp pond.

But soon he was attracted by the lively carp in the pond, and by the time he noticed it, it had been a long time. Just as she panicked. Suddenly, she heard someone calling her behind her, and when she looked back with a smile, she saw Ye Duanli, who was still the Eighth Prince at the time.

At that time, Ye Duanli was only in her twenties, handsome and graceful, which made her blush when she saw it. Later, I learned that Ye Duanli was entrusted by her mother to come to look for her.

After this incident, Wang Jiao'e remembered Ye Duanli deeply in her heart. Later, when she learned that her mother was going to marry her to the Eighth Prince, she was overjoyed.

Ye Duanli was very good to him before he got married, and the gentleness in his eyes from time to time made people sink. Her girlish heart was so firmly entangled in Ye Duanli's body.

But when she married into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, she found out that Ye Duanli already had a woman she loved sincerely.

That woman is obviously not as beautiful as her, but she occupies Ye Duanli's heart all the time. She is also a woman, and can see the way a man treats his beloved.

And on Ye Duanli's body, this kind of look has always been given to Song Cai. All I get is occasional love.

The problem she thought about the most when she was in the Prince's Mansion was that she was not as good as Song Cai. But as she grew older, she changed from the eighth princess to the queen, and watched Song Cai's death and Song Wei's entry into the palace with cold eyes. She realized that when you fall in love with someone, she is the best in your eyes. Even if she is ugly and fat, she is beautiful. Even if other people are beautiful and thin, they are also ugly.

When she knew this truth, the little love she had for Ye Duanli in her heart disappeared.

But at this moment, in the face of Ye Duanli's sincere apology, she was suddenly very powerless, and there was a huge sadness in her heart, why didn't he say it earlier, why didn't he say it twenty years ago, so that he didn't have to hold so many years of love life in this deep palace.

For a while, the tears that had just been wiped ran down her eyes again, but this time Wang Jiao'e did not wipe them. Let it drip away.

Ye Duanli was speechless on the side, just looked at Wang Jiao'e quietly, but the sadness in his eyes was not adulterated at all. After a while, he finally stretched out his arm.

At this moment, it was snowy outside. And the two most honorable people in the whole victory in the hall embraced each other warmly.