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On the morning of the end of July, the sun shines through the fragrant grass leaves, the wisteria on the pink wall is blooming one by one, and the clusters of purple and red petals are illuminated by the sun, bringing a little gold edge, enchanting from the green leaves, strings of inflorescences hanging between the green leaf vines, slender pods swaying in the wind, full of flowers, dazzling.

Wisteria is a flower that blooms in March and April, there is a flower girl surnamed Ding in the imperial garden, I don't know what means, this year it bloomed in July, attracting the concubines of the harem to come to watch, and some also rewarded Ding Hua Niang, let her help herself make a beautiful cliff-like bonsai, put it on a few high shelves, so that the flowers of a tree can be watched from time to time, take a good omen.

Next to the wisteria trellis, there are dozens of majestic and vigorous, straight and straight, high red pine trees, the sun shines through the mottled branches, imprinting a circle of light on Sun Qingyang's face, more and more lined her eyes bright, because of a heavy sweat, the green silk is entangled, messy behind the ears, her snow-white skin under the fluffy tree, the more beautiful it is.

As she stood there, she heard a slight noise from above, and her whole body tensed, and she looked up at the tree and looked closely.

Early in the morning, she was dragged by Zhu Zhanji to put on a strong coat and run several laps, saying that it was the doctor who said that she should strengthen her exercise, so as to help her get pregnant, and then took it to her under the tree with great interest to find pine nuts, saying that the pine nuts remove dead muscles, disperse water and gas, moisten the five organs, and paralyze the cold qi after the wind.

Sun Qingyang thinks that he is just looking for a name to play, if the emperor wants to eat pine nuts, what is good, and he is still guilty of picking them by himself?

Because of his heavy state affairs recently, he is also happy to accompany him to go crazy, and the two of them also compete to see who picks more.

Pine fruit is picked in July, and it is difficult to harvest it after it lands.

Occasionally, a bird or two glides across the sky, causing a ripple of branches, or a gust of wind, which can bring down many pine nuts.

The two of them are like children, and every time they find one, they will exclaim in exchange.

“…… Qingyang? Zhu Zhanji's voice was low, like a burst of pine waves, and her name was unusually soft and lingering between the pine winds.

This voice made Sun Qingyang's heart ripple, she paused slightly, looked at the tree and narrowed her gaze, her eyes covered by her eyelashes turned calm, and then she turned her body around with a smile, her voice was soft, "What is the matter with the emperor calling his concubines?" Don't deliberately disturb the concubine's time because you're going to lose, right? ”

Touched in the bottom of her heart, her eyebrows and eyes became more and more sultry, Zhu Zhanji grabbed her hand with his backhand and wrapped it tightly in his palm.

Sun Qingyang was stunned, his long eyelashes drooped for a moment, and he raised his eyes and smiled at him.

"It's fine." He whispered, his eyes smiling gently, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper in the shadow of the pine trees, like a deep cold pool, and in the pool, was her graceful figure, "I just want to call your name, I feel that you are with me......"

It's as if she's ice and snow that melts in the sun.

"What?" Sun Qingyang smiled, the ripples in his eyes rose again, and some pity appeared in the coquettishness, like the sun shining on his face, and he said in a soft voice, "The concubine and the emperor have been together for fifteen years now......

It's been fifteen years, and it's been fifteen years since she entered the palace when she was eight years old.

Yes, fifteen years have passed, Zhu Zhanji looked at the beauty in front of him and sighed.

Fifteen years have passed, and she has grown from a childish and smart little girl with a light smile like a lotus to a little woman with a smile as bright as a peony in full bloom.

Hiding the edge and coquettishness under the gentle grace, she is accustomed to being thoughtful, not in a hurry, and now a wrist and a gaze are indescribable charm, that deep temperament, like a swamp, let yourself once you fall into it will continue to sink deeply, until it completely sinks.

Sun Qingyang was thinking about last night.

Remembering that last night, he tossed all night, and when it was dawn, he still remembered to bathe and change clothes for her - taking care of everything, his heart was as if he had been cut by a blunt object, and he was slow to cherish, and little by little it seeped into his bones.

Zhu Zhanji raised his eyebrows and smiled, still holding her hand, refusing to let go.

"If the emperor is tired, let's rest......" Seeing that he looked a little tired, Sun Qingyang whispered like a child.

However, he wanted to accompany her.

Although since he ascended the throne, he has rewarded his imperial uncles Zhu Gaoxu of Han and Zhu Gaosui of Zhao more generously than other palaces, but he knows that the two imperial uncles have never died.

Especially the King of Han, his second emperor's uncle, in the past years to kill the enemy on the battlefield meritorious service, on the courage of fighting alone, even the original Chengguo Gong Zhu Neng can not compare, and therefore the military generals in the court almost all supported him as the prince, although he was later forced by the emperor's grandfather to become a vassal, but his successive fiefdoms, just the Han Wangfu, there are Yunnan, Nanjing, Qingzhou, Le'an everywhere, that is, now there are a lot of elite soldiers and strong generals, many people are willing to die for him, not to mention the dead soldiers he raised with private property.

When the emperor's grandfather died, Zhu Zhanqi, the son of the second emperor's uncle, was in Beijing at the time, peeping into the situation of the imperial court, and quickly reported to his father, and the messenger went back and forth six or seven times a day and night.

After his father ascended the throne, he did not blame him for this, and treated him more and more, and personally wrote a letter to recall the two imperial uncles back to the capital to jointly support the coffin into the mausoleum, not to mention, but also increased his age, rewarded tens of thousands, and then ordered him to return to the domain, but Zhu Zhanqi and the eldest son of King Zhao were crowned princes, and the other sons were all county kings.

When his father, the emperor and the emperor, returned from Nanjing to mourn, if he didn't plan it, he was afraid that the second emperor's uncle would be able to rob and kill himself if he tried to ambush him on the road.

Zhu Zhanji learned from his father and the emperor back then, and he was more generous than the two imperial uncles, but he knew that those were just delaying the army, and they were shown to the people of the world, and one day, if the king of Han and the king of Zhao rebelled again, it would be no wonder that he was ruthless.

thought that even Weihaiwei, Shandong Province had ill intentions, colluded with his Han royal uncle and rebelled, and was delusional......

Zhu Zhanji felt that the picturesque wonderful person in front of him was the only place to make his heart quiet and comfortable.

"Qingyang, you can sing a song for me......" Zhu Zhanji said in a low voice, the bright sunlight through the gaps between the leaves and fell on her face, and her face was even more dazzling. The wisteria flowers around her are in full bloom, her eyes are full of sultry spring colors, and her appearance is even more moving than before.

Standing under the verdant pine tree, surrounded by the prosperity of wisteria, she was dressed in a peacock blue brocade suit, with a wipe on her forehead, and a light red gem decorated on her forehead, which was atmospheric and graceful. The delicate and round earlobes are stuffed with two pearl rice-sized studs, the fat powder is slightly applied, the eyes are soft and sparkling, the eyebrows are lazy, and the corners of the eyes carry the style, adding dazzling brilliance.

It was rare to see her like this in the daytime, and he was a little stupid.

Sun Qingyang laughed, "If the emperor wants to listen to the song, he should go to Concubine Shu, she has the best voice, and she can sing the impassioned song of the march that the emperor likes." ”

Zhu Zhanji raised her hand and imprinted it on her mouth, "At this moment, I want to hear Qingyang sing a song." ”

"What does the emperor want to hear?" At this point, Sun Qingyang no longer shirked, although her singing voice was not good.

"What can you sing?" Zhu Zhanji was a little surprised, he had never heard Sun Qingyang sing.

Because I can't sing well, I don't know how to sing much, but fortunately, there are many lyrics and songs I like, although I can't take it, I can choose the first one that suits the occasion.

After a moment of silence, Sun Qingyang's lips opened slightly: "Return to the mountain, the sky is high and the sun is cold, the mountain is deep, send the king back to the mountain to know the king's heart." The boss of life must be arbitrary, and watch the gentleman interpret it as a matter of life, and the mountains are all admired. The stone spring is murmuring like wind and rain, and osmanthus pine nuts are often all over the ground. There should be money in the medicine bag, and it has been taking medicine for many years. Baiyun persuaded all the things in the cup, and the bright moon phase slept with him. When you sleep, you can remember to wake up to current events, and your dream soul can go around and around.

Turn low and low, sing lingering and compassionate, singing to "Sleep to remember and wake up to current affairs, dreams and souls can circulate each other", it is even more entwined and lovesick to the bone, but the Tang Dynasty Gao Shi's song and his friend's "Returning the Mountain Yin" are sung like sympathetic words.

Zhu Zhanji lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I also have a song to sing to you." ”

Break off a pine branch, as a sword dance, for a time the dragon roared and the tiger roared, "Taste Pang Degong, who lives in the cave lake." Lifelong habitat in Lumen, not into Xiangyang City. The husband makes the moon bright, and the scenery is clear. The high trail is difficult to trace, and it can be compared with the ancients. The clear and unsightly, the white clouds are beautiful. When I leave the world, I will visit the pine nuts hand in hand. ”

Although his name is implied in the middle of the song, but he has just ascended to the throne, but he sings such a born song, the intention is a little bad, Sun Qingyang can't help but have a trace of coolness on his back, and said with a forced smile: "The emperor sings so well, but the concubine is standing in front of you, where is there anything to see?" How could the emperor ever look at the beauty of the white clouds? No, the emperor has to pay another fine. ”

Zhu Zhanji's mind was racing, and he immediately thought of the bad thoughts that Sun Qingyang had in his heart by singing Li Taibai's song "Sending Yuexi Wushan People", so he kept quiet and sang a song by Zhang Qiao in the Tang Dynasty. Cut through the deep stream of snow and move out of the distant forest smoke. With a moon-perched bird, and a flower irrigation cold spring. The breeze moves and rhymes, and you can listen to the piano and sleep. ”

Sun Qingyang smiled at this time, "I don't know when the emperor will be able to be idle, and we will also have a light breeze and a quiet day, listening to the piano and falling asleep." ”

Zhu Zhanji hugged her, "This winter, I will take you to Xiaotangshan, the hot springs there are very good, let's listen to the wind and play the piano every day, and live a fairy life." ”

Sun Qingyang was about to agree, but in the blink of an eye, he saw that he looked slightly confused.

Yes, now that he wants to take care of the whole world, the state affairs are complicated, where to find such a time, idle and free to do whatever he wants?

The clear and unsightly, the white clouds are beautiful. When I leave the world, I will visit the pine nuts hand in hand. Sun Qingyang closed his eyes slightly, his voice was still lingering in his ears, but he didn't think that ten years later, a word would become a prophecy!