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In the Tianqi Palace, it is the beginning of summer, the scenery in the palace is pleasant, everywhere reveals the fragrance of flowers and plants, there is a palace, here is not only wide, but also very gorgeous and exquisite, it can really be described as a carved beam and painted building, the golden splendor, the four corners of the palace are raised high, beautiful like four swallows that spread their wings and want to fly, beautiful and solemn.

At this moment, a hurried figure with a mask could not see clearly, and with an entourage, passed through one pavilion after another, looking very hurried.

I saw that the figure came to the palace, paused slightly, and looked up at the three big characters on the top of his head, "Tianyou Palace".

The pillar of the hall is round, between the two pillars is connected with a carved dragon, the dragon head sticks out of the eaves, the dragon tail goes straight into the hall, the practicality and decoration are perfectly combined as a whole, and the imperial spirit of the temple is increased.

This is where the emperor lives.

When the eunuch at the door saw the man, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, hurriedly pushed open the door of the house, and said hurriedly: "Your Royal Highness King You, please, the emperor has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

When the man who called him Youwang heard this, he turned his head and motioned to his attendants, and hurried in.

As soon as King You entered, he was stunned by the strong smell of medicine, and when he saw the bed curtain not far from him, he felt that his feet weighed a thousand pounds, and his dark eyes were full of pain.

"Is You'er here?" A frail old voice came.

This call made the paused figure stride forward and pounce in front of the bed curtain, and felt painful: "Grandpa Huang......"

This Grandpa Huang contains too many things.

A white-haired and vermilion-faced man, wearing a yellow undershirt, covered with an embroidered dragon quilt, was lying on the bed, and his eyes that should have been chaotic immediately lit up when he saw the person in front of him, and he was overjoyed.

"You'er, you're finally here."

"Grandpa Huang, it's You'er who is not filial......" The man looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes were wet, although he was a prince who leaned towards the government and the opposition, he couldn't save the emperor's grandfather's life, old age, sickness and death, and that feeling of powerlessness swallowed him.

"You'er, the emperor's grandfather is old, this is the norm of people, but I am afraid that it will ...... in the future"

"Grandpa Huang, you will definitely live a long life." The man hurriedly interrupted the old man.

The old man smiled, looked at the man lovingly, and said, "You'er, tomorrow is your wedding, and the imperial grandfather really wants to see you get married and be happy." ”

The man choked: "Grandpa Huang will definitely see it." ”

Why did he only see the imperial grandfather yesterday, and today he feels that the imperial grandfather is even older and weaker, as if he will leave at any time.

The old man smiled, feeling that he had some difficulty breathing, took out a box from his side, and pushed it to the side of the bed: "You'er, the things in this are what the imperial grandfather left for you, remember, you can only open it if the imperial grandfather is dead." ”

The man's tears couldn't help but welled up anymore: "You'er knows." ”

The old man closed his eyes, seemed to be trying to hold on, and said with difficulty: "You'er, the imperial grandfather originally planned to pass on the throne to you, but you have been unwilling, and the imperial grandfather does not want to force you, but the imperial grandfather finally has a wish, I hope you can agree to the imperial grandfather." ”

"Grandpa Huang, please speak......" The man tried to hide his pain and suppressed his emotions.

"You'er, Grandpa Huang hopes that you can take off your mask in the future, bravely look at people with your true face, live happily and freely, and do what you should do." Lao Tzu looked at the man with half of the mask on his face, and was deeply distressed.

The man was silent, raised his hand and touched the mask on his face, his eyes flashing with pain, he was already familiar with living with a mask.

The old man felt that his time was running out, and he was reluctant to look at the man: "You'er, remember every word that Grandpa Huang said." ”

This is probably the last time their grandfather and grandson will see each other.

"What the imperial grandfather said, You'er remembers." The man choked.

When the old man heard this, his eyes showed relief, and he said tiredly, "Okay, you can go back!" Grandpa Huang was tired and wanted to rest for a while. ”

When the man heard this, he looked reluctant, he wanted to accompany the imperial grandfather more, but when he saw the tired appearance of the imperial grandfather, he couldn't bear to disturb him, so he kowtowed and got up and left with the box.

The old man watched his grandson leave, with reluctance on his face, he had four sons in his life, but they all died because of the struggle for rights, leaving only a group of grandchildren, his favorite is his seventh emperor grandson, named Jing Changyou, is his child's child, but this child seems to be deliberately God, since he was born, he has a birthmark on his face, making his face ugly, and a black mark as big as a slap falls on his face, so that this child has grown up in ridicule and thorns, and his personality is indifferent from others, but he is his favorite grandson.

Jing Changyou walked out of the palace, thinking of his imperial grandfather's words, hesitated for a moment, took off the mask on his face, and revealed an ugly face.

Jing Changyou's move attracted many people's sideways glances, and they whispered and pointed out.

"Lord, you ......" the entourage stopped talking.

"This is what the imperial grandfather wants!" Jing Changyou said lightly, ignoring the gaze of others.

Since he was a child, only the imperial grandfather has given him warmth, so he can't go against the emperor's wishes.

Jing Changyou returned to the palace, and after a while, the sky was dark, and he didn't know what it felt like to think of tomorrow's wedding.

Suddenly, a bad news came, the emperor died, and his fourth grandson, Jing Renze, was passed on.

Jing Changyou was shocked, and great pain swept over, desperately ran to the gate of the palace, but the guards did not let him in, and ushered in the father-in-law, the holy decree said that he was not allowed to enter the palace, let him get married on time tomorrow, etc.

"Grandpa Huang......" Jing Changyou shouted at the palace heartbreakingly, kneeling at the palace gate.

Later, his retinue came and dragged him back.

The next day, Jing Changyou woke up, already wearing a big red wedding robe, and couldn't help but suddenly realize that today was the day of his wedding, thinking of the emperor's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, the emperor's grandfather wanted to see him get married the most, but after all, he was one step behind.

The emperor's grandfather just died, not only could he not keep his filial piety, but he also had to get married immediately, which was really unfilial to the extreme, but this was the emperor's grandfather's last wish, and he couldn't go against it.

"Lord Wang, it's time to welcome your relatives, do you want to wear a mask?" The squire asked.

Jing Changyou stayed for a while and got up: "No need." ”

After speaking, he went to the study and opened the box that the imperial grandfather gave him yesterday, and there was a dragon-patterned jade pendant inside, as well as a holy decree and a letter.

After a long while, Jing Changyou came out of it, with the dragon pattern jade pendant tied to his body, and said to the attendant with an expressionless face: "Let's go!" ”

Jing Changyou is married to the daughter of the prime minister's family, the first talented woman in the capital, a beauty, and a woman who many sons want to marry.

Jing Changyou arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he didn't see the bride, and the person at the door said: "Lord You, you don't look at the time, the auspicious time has already passed, and my young lady has become the laughing stock of the capital, and the young lady is angry, let me give this to you." ”

The little guy handed Jing Changyou a letter, and his eyes were undisguised with contempt.

Jing Changyou took it and opened it expressionlessly, glanced at it, it was an address, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he turned his horse and left.

"Phew, ugly bastard, also worthy of marrying my young lady!" Seeing Jing Changyou leave, the little servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion broke a bite on the ground, turned around and went in to report.

Now Miss and Xiangye have got their wish, King You's backer has fallen, I'm afraid the future will be sad, whether he can survive or not is not certain!