Wei Zifu softly called the palace maid to clean up Liu Tan's cracked wounds, and went out of the palace on his own, asking, "What about the emperor?" ”

The attendant outside the hall knelt down and said, "The emperor seems to have gone to Weiyang Palace."

Wei Zifu nodded and looked back at the Changle Palace. Pingyang was still crying, Chen Ajiao knelt in front of the collapse, her left hand was still held by the queen mother, and she looked at the exquisite carvings on the couch that seemed to drip blood.

And she stood outside the hall as if she were an irrelevant outsider.

She is the queen of this court, but it is not her who calls the queen mother to death.

How ridiculous.

She smiled slowly, "Let's go back." ”

The smile poured out of her sadness that even she didn't want to hide anymore.

When he returned to Weiyang Palace, he knew that Liu Che did not go anywhere after he returned, but returned to the Spirit Heart Hall where the Queen Mother once lived. Because of his mother, Liu Che did not assign concubines to live in the Spirit Heart Palace. Although the Queen Mother moved to the Lingxin Hall of Changle Palace after Liu Che registered, there were still people who cleaned and wiped it from time to time.

Perhaps for Liu Che, there are memories of his childhood and the taste of his mother.

Although ordinary Liu Che never showed that he cared about these. But at the moment when he had just lost his mother, even if he was an iron-blooded emperor, there was still indescribable pain in his heart.

Wei Zifu stood on the pavilion outside the Spirit Heart Palace, looking at the gate of the palace with the distinct swords and halberds from a distance, and his heart was desolate.

She lowered her head, knowing in her heart that what Liu Che wanted to see at this time would definitely not be her.

I don't know how long it took. Hearing Cai Qing beside him, he said softly: "Niangniang, Chen Niangniang is also here." ”

She was stunned. Look up and look up at the front of the Spirit Temple. On the corridor of Weiyang Palace, a woman in a palace dress dressed in white turned around, and her clothes were really similar to Chen Ajiao's usual clothes, and she gradually got closer to recognize her. It is Yin Jieyu of the Gaomen Palace.

"It's Yin Jieyu." Cai Qing was surprised, "What is she doing here?" ”

After returning from Shanglin Yuan in the first year of Yuanjiao, Yin Jialuo was diagnosed as pregnant. In the winter of October, she gave birth to a daughter, Liu Che, and gave her the name of Yi'an. But he never went to Yin Jieyu's Gaomen Hall again. Back then, the fish jumped over the dragon gate and the special pet for half a month seemed to be Nanke's dream.

Wei Zifu slowly evoked a smile, this gorgeous Weiyang Palace. It has always been a place of intrigue to death, and some people are favored. Some people fall out of favor, some people are clumsy. Someone is in danger. In fact, the so-called risk. It's not that it can't, it's just that the means are not clever. There will be no place to bury. And Yin Jialuo is obviously because she can't bear the days without Jun'en, and at such a moment, she chooses to make a desperate bet and becomes a benevolent if she doesn't succeed.

It's just that Yin Jialuo, who has been involved in the harem for a short time, how can she compare with her, the queen who will be trapped in Weiyang Palace for the rest of her life?

Wei Zifu sat on the pavilion and watched coldly as Yin Jialuo rushed to a battlefield that would definitely be lost from the beginning.

When Yin Jialuo came to the Lingxin Palace, she was stopped by the guards guarding the door of the palace, and said politely: "Emperor Yin Jieyu is not allowed to do it inside."

Jia Luo took a deep breath, buckled her nails into her palm, and said with a smile: "Haven't you asked, how do you know that the emperor doesn't want to see me?" ”

Liu Che's deep voice came from the hall, "Who?" ”

The guards glanced at each other and said loudly, "It's Yin Jieyu who asks to see her." ”

Liu Che hesitated for a long time before remembering which woman Yin Jieyu was, and closed his eyes and said nothing.

The guards put away their halberds and let Yin Jialuo in.

When Jia Luo entered the hall, the first thing she saw was the emperor sitting in the hall, with low eyebrows and wide sleeves, and his face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression.

She hurriedly shook off a head of green silk, knelt down to the emperor, and bowed softly: "Jia Luo, see the emperor." ”

The most important fourteen days of her life, when the emperor had stroked her green silk many times, her expression was thoughtful.

She put all the expectations of life on the fetus in her womb, and finally gave birth to a daughter.

resentment and hatred made people hold her far away, and it was better to see each other if they didn't see her. But he still couldn't hear the cry with a child, and hugged him back with tears.

Han'er's eyebrows are like hers, her eyes are like her, her nose is like her, she recognizes it little by little, and she can't help but resentment in her heart, why isn't there a little bit of the distant and heroic emperor in the dream?

Fortunately, Han'er's lips are very thin, but she is completely casual.

She leaned down to trace her daughter's lip line, but was surprised to see that her own side face in the mirror was so familiar and so similar to the woman. She used to love and admire the woman who became resentful in the daily wear.

It turned out that in the end, the origin of her life's chance and loneliness was because of that woman. Liu Che looked coldly at the woman kneeling under His Royal Highness, and sneered in his heart, looking at how she solved and knelt, and once compared to a year, but he forgot her appearance.

These days, perhaps because of Jun'en, the thinner and thinner silhouette is pitiful.

But such a pitiful posture is contaminated with scheming, and it makes people more and more disgusted.

He was sad in his heart, turned his head and said coldly, "What are you doing?" Jia Luo lowered her head and slowly approached," the concubine heard...... I'm worried that the emperor will be upset, so I came to take a look. ”

Liu Che smelled the faint fragrance on her body, and this woman did enough work, not only the sound of her clothes, but also the fragrance on her body. He thought that he also wanted to have a drunken time to forget the pain, but he couldn't bear it in his heart, and said coldly, "Go down." ”

Jia Luo's body stiffened. Liu Che waved her back, and said in a loud voice: "Pull her out for me and send her to the court." ”

The court is a place where palace people make mistakes, and once the palace concubine enters, she has no power to return to heaven.

Jia Luo fell to the ground like falling ice and snow in an instant, and let the guards outside the hall come in and drag her out.

To go from the Spirit Heart Hall to the Ye Ting, you have to pass through the mountain pavilion and Wei Zifu come down from the court. "What's going on?" ”

The guards paused to report. "On the orders of the emperor, the sinner Yin was escorted to the court."

Yin Jialuo looked at the pavilion behind Wei Zifu. If you have an understanding, "The queen mother just looked at the spiritual heart hall that Jia Luo entered?" ”

Wei Zifu smiled and nodded. "Jia Luo is no longer a slave in the Nagato Palace, but unfortunately she is not satisfied."

Jia Luo looked ashamed and angry, and said back: "One day, Queen Wei will also come to this point, why should you ridicule each other?" ”

Wei Zifu smiled and said coldly, "You know." If you are wrong about two things, you are wrong. ”

"The first emperor is the emperor after all. Even if the Queen Mother is new, she is sad. I won't lose my mind. You're a fox. ”

"Second, if the emperor can easily have the deity. Why bother to look at your stand-in? She looked at Yin Jialuo lightly, and said with a white face: "So you don't have to end up like this." It's a pity that Princess Yi'an has no mother before she is a year old. ”

Yin Jialuo thought of Liu Han, who was in infancy, and called out in great pain: "Han'er, Han'er, Queen Wei, I beg you to treat Han'er well for me." "The voice has not yet faded, and the man is long gone.

Wei Zifu looked back at the door of the temple that was still closed, and his heart was sad.

At this time, I am afraid that there are only two people who can enter this palace gate without hindrance, Nangong eldest princess Liu Tan and Chen Ajiao, right?

After all, who is more pitiful than her, Yin Jialuo?

Yang proudly stood outside the door of the Spirit Heart Palace, watching Yin Jialuo being pulled out, worried in his heart, pulled over an inner servant and ordered: "Go and find Chen Niangniang." ”

However, neither Changle Palace nor Changmen Palace has any trace of Chen Ajiao.

The guards searched for an hour before finding Chen Ajiao in the Yunluo Palace, which was closest to the Changmen Palace.

"That's it, the emperor hasn't come out yet. So Gonggong Yang asked Chen Niangniang to rush to the Spirit Heart Palace. ”

Chen Ajiao sat on the hall with her knees crossed and said leisurely: "What's the use of me going?" ”

The death of the Queen Mother touched the heartstring that had been buried in her heart for a long time. That year, she held her mother's hand in the same way, and watched her pass with tears in her eyes, with a smile on her face.

The grief of losing a mother knows no time and space.

The person who gave birth to you, raised you, watched you grow up, and looked forward to your growth is suddenly gone. No matter how strong a person is, he is at a loss at that moment. "This ......," the attendant didn't expect her to say this, stammering a little, "but the emperor has been in the Spirit Heart Hall for an afternoon." ”

Gillian lowered her head lightly and asked, "What about Queen Wei?" ”

"Empress Wei waited outside the Spirit Heart Hall and never entered."

What can two equally sad people do together?

She remembered the Queen Mother's last attached eyes, at that moment, this woman who had planned her life finally completely let go of her calculations, and was just a woman who was attached to her children.

The attendant looked at her and said with a trembling face, "Chen Niangniang...... If you refuse to go to the slave or maid, you will ......."

She sighed softly and said, "Lead the way." ”

By the time we arrived at the Spirit Heart Temple, it was already getting dark. Yang proudly saw her from afar, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Niangniang is finally here." ”

After entering the hall, it was dark in the hall, and he still sat in the hall motionless.

Gillian lit the fire. The brightness at first made Liu Che a little uncomfortable, and he slowly turned his head to see her.

"Jiaojiao," he called softly, in a flat tone.

"Hmm." Gillian nodded and responded, "Your queen mother loves you very much." ”

"Yes." Liu Che's voice was very low: "When I was a child, I didn't understand it, I thought she was cold, but later I understood, no matter what, she was for me." ”

"It's the ground." Gillian sighed slowly: "She loves you, so her interests and yours will always coincide." The emperor must know how rare it is to have feelings and power in this Weiyang Palace. ”

Empress Lu may not love Liu Ying, but she herself hurt her son.

Mrs. Qi also loves Ruyi, but she is not smart enough to protect her son's interests and even his life.

With Gillian by her side, even if she just stood quietly and didn't say a word, Liu Che felt that the pain in her heart slowly became less painful, and the spiritual heart hall gradually became peaceful.

Gillian leaned on the bed and slowly fell asleep, and when she woke up again, the sky was already clear, and Liu Che was not in the hall.

"Niangniang" Xiaorong pushed the door in and smiled when she saw her awake.

She brushed away the brocade on her body and asked, "What about the emperor?" Xiao Rong bowed and said, "The emperor left early in the morning, and ordered to come down and let the mother fall asleep." ”

Gillian nodded, got up, and pushed open the window in the hall.

The early summer morning sun shone in, and I smelled a hint of sadness, but it gradually faded.