Chapter 209: Pity
Liu Yuan screamed, and Wan Bao still knelt stubbornly.
"The slave and maid are deeply sinful, and the mother will give the slave and maid a death!" Speaking of this, tears should be heard, Wanbao obediently, just by whining and choking, people can empathize, feel his panic, and regret.
Mixing in the palace, knowing how to do drama is more important than knowing how to do things. Liu Yuan is also a good player, how can she not distinguish how much is true and how much is false. But she thought that Wan Bao was willing to please so wholeheartedly, which could be called doing her duty, and the stuffiness in her chest gradually subsided, and her tone softened, and she said, "That's it, that's it." Spare your life and atone for your sins. ”
Wanbao knew how to stop in moderation, and quickly kowtowed, "Slave and maid thank you for your grace." ”
When he knocked out the red mark on his forehead, Wanbao stood up with his arms propped up, walked to hold the dragon and phoenix gold box, and then walked to Liu Yuan's side, opened the lid of the box, and said with a flattering smile: "Niangniang, eat a candy." ”
Liu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and sighed with disgust, "You, ......" her beautiful eyes swept on Wanbao's deliberately flattering face, and said: "If you are cunning, you are far inferior to Tian Zhen's father and son." ”
"What Niangniang said is very true, slaves and maids suffer losses in their pure nature, yes, slaves and maids suffer losses in nature, benevolence and harmony. Always being bullied for no reason. Wanbao was aggrieved and handed the box to Liu Yuan, "The gentle nature of the slave maid is all with the mother." ”
Liu Yuan's eyes suddenly emptied, and she was stunned, and said, "So, we have to cherish ourselves even more." As he spoke, he picked up a flower candy and pointed in the direction of the Hall of Light, "Wanbao, one day, I will accept the congratulations of the ministers there, and at that time, you will hold the box for me with your heart." ”
Liu Yuan said that, she was satisfied with the flower candy in her mouth, the sweet taste entered her heart and lungs, and she squinted her eyes contentedly, as if the Ming Dynasty could do what she wanted.
Wan Bao's heart was pounding. Secretly said: When is this, the concubine Niangniang is still there dreaming of her spring and autumn season? She's not going crazy, is she?
Liu Yuan ignored the silent Wan Bao, and continued vaguely: "She is dead, and there is no one in the world who can stop me." Wanbao, am I right? The inarticulate murmur, like a trickle of dreams, flowed out of Liu Yuan's parched cherry mouth.
Wan Bao didn't think much about it, and said respectfully: "Yes, what Niangniang said is very true." ”
At this moment, no matter what Liu Yuan said, Wanbao would not dare or refute it.
Liu Yuan got the answer she wanted, curled the corners of her lips comfortably, and said with a shallow smile: "Look at it, San Lang won't want to have a root." ”
She smiled and panicked. Liu Yuan understands His Majesty the Emperor just as His Majesty the Emperor understands her. His Majesty the Emperor doesn't kill Yougen, not for anyone else, he just wants to see Liu Yuan frightened Emperor Zhang. When he has finished his feast, it is the time when the crisis of the Liu clan is really imminent.
Wan Bao raised his eyelids suspiciously, wanting to see Liu Yuan's expression, however, halfway through his gaze, he went home, and returned to the general, he said without worry: "Niangniang, Your Majesty doesn't kill Yougen, is it because you want to embarrass our Changchun Palace?" ”
Wanbao was willing to say threat, but the word changed from "threat" to "embarrassment". Seriously, His Majesty the Emperor has already "embarrassed" Changchun Palace too much. Liu Yuan's birthday is imminent, and now there is no sound in Taichang Temple or the Ministry of Rites, as if there is no such thing.
His Majesty the Emperor kept saying something, and Liu Yuan told him whatever he wanted on his birthday, wasn't it just a gesture? If it weren't for His Majesty the Emperor's instructions, how could Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites dare to treat them so slowly?
Wan Bao's eyes rolled upward, and in a trance, he seemed to see the Mo knife in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor hanging above his head at this moment, and it could split him in half at any time. Wan Bao couldn't help but sweat and hair stood on end, and his body was cold.
"Wanbao, are you afraid?" Liu Yuan hadn't finished eating the candy in her mouth, so she couldn't wait to pick up another one from the box and put it in her mouth. The sweetness is doubled in order to iron out the slightness of Liu Yuan's heart lake.
Fear? He had been scared for a long time. However, even if he was so frightened that he was terrified, he couldn't show it in front of Liu Yuan.
"There are mothers who are the masters of the slaves and maids in big things, where can the slaves and maids be afraid?" Before the words fell, Wan Bao grinned and smiled happily. But his expression was stiff and rigid, but he was more like an angry little daughter-in-law who was sobbing and weeping.
Liu Yuan glanced at him, her face uncertain, "You are obviously afraid, why are you lying to me and hiding from me?" You and I are an ignorant woman and child, and you can bluff me with a few words? ”
Hearing this, Wan Bao's knees were sore, and he almost fell to his knees, his body shook a few times, he barely stood firmly, and said in a stacked voice: "The slave is afraid, the slave is afraid." Even if the slave maid eats the bear's heart and leopard gall, she doesn't dare to bully the concubine! As he spoke, he pondered whether he should kneel down or not, and begged Yoo Yuan for forgiveness. His knees fell, but he finally stood up straight again, holding the box tightly, as if holding a life-saving relic.
Liu Yuan sighed, "Wanbao, if you really want to be afraid, just say you're afraid, don't pretend with me!" ”
Wan Bao understood the meaning of Liu Yuan's words, and said with sincere fear: "Niangniang, the slave is really afraid. Peeking at Liu Yuan's expression, seeing that her complexion remained unchanged, Wan Bao's heart was a little relieved, and he continued: "The slave is afraid that His Majesty will no longer pity the mother's ......."
For the harem concubines, His Majesty's favor is not only a magic weapon that stands still, but also a magic obstacle that overturns overnight.
It can be said to be a double-edged sword, with mixed pros and cons.
Whether Wanbao is for himself or for Liu Yuan, there is some sincerity mixed in with it. When Liu Yuan heard this, a faint trace of imperceptible sadness appeared in her eyebrows. She has served His Majesty the Emperor for many years, not talking about kindness and righteousness, but still having affection. Once upon a time, she was also attached to His Majesty the Emperor, who embraced him gently and lingeringly.
The corners of Liu Yuan's lips curled slightly, and she laughed at herself: "Wanbao, you have been in the floating palace with me for a long time, and you should know that the emperor's favor Sheng Long is not in power." All my life, I've struggled to fulfill the seemingly unattainable cause. As the concubine of the late crown prince, I can come all the way from the late prince's mansion to the emperor's harem and live in the position of the concubine, do you think that with the emperor's mercy alone, I can get to this day? ”
Liu Yuan chewed the candy in her mouth, as if chewing the humiliation she had suffered in the first half of her life, and swallowed it together with the sweet taste. In this way, he is completely unaware of the helplessness and hardship of being born.
"Wanbao, others don't know, but you know it clearly. In order to gain San Lang's pity, I tried my best to plan everything I thought and did. No matter how long the road I have traveled, the hard work I have put in. Now, as a noble concubine, I am subordinated to the emperor. I'm just one step away from the dragon chair that stands tall in the sky. At the last moment, His Majesty our Emperor actually attacked the Liu family. You say, "How can I bear this willingly?" ”
How to persuade, how to persuade, in order to make Liu Yuan satisfied? Wan Bao's mouth opened and closed, and he snorted several times, wanting to say something to comfort. But he didn't make a sound.
Liu Yuan pursed her lips tightly, and her fingers painted with Yin Hongkou Dan helped the golden hairpin with the silk inlaid with the southern pearl and jade rabbit in her hair, her lips and teeth opened lightly, and she muttered to herself: "If you don't achieve your goal, you will not give up!" ”