Jiang Yulin was also curious about his aunt. I still remember seeing it when I was a child, unlike other palace ladies I have seen, Queen Yuchi's makeup is very simple. And there is no shelf of a superior at all.

When Jiang Yulin was young, he entered this Ganquan Palace, and just about to buckle Empress Yuchi's head, he was pulled up by her and held in her arms. praised him for his good looks, saying that he had the demeanor of his grandfather when he was young.

At this time, the mother would be on the side, with doting eyes on her eyes, how Yulin was usually naughty and mischievous, and how she disobeyed discipline.

But Empress Yuchi smiled, her eyes full of envy.

However, in addition to having no children, she is the envy of women all over the world: she was born in the family of Zhong Ming Dingshi as a concubine, and her father is one of the best military generals in the court. When he was young, he and Emperor Murong Yuanshan were childhood sweethearts, and it was logical for them to become queens in the world. After the wedding, the emperor and queen were very affectionate. The relatives behind him are as stable as a mountain.

With little effort, she got what others would have struggled for all their lives that they couldn't necessarily get.

However, fate makes people, it gives you some, and it will take some away from you. For example, Empress Yuchi did not enjoy the happiness of her children in her life; For example, having to share one's husband with other women; For example, I don't know when I contracted a lung disease, and the final medicine stone was ineffective, and he died young.

Empress Yuchi has been dead for ten years, and Jiang Yulin's image of her is not so clear. He couldn't even figure out what she looked like.

However, what kind of feelings can make the emperor keep the palace where she lived intact after her death; In the next ten years, every year on her death day, he would come to Ganquan Palace to pay tribute to her; Can the concubines favored by the emperor in the future have more or less her shadow?

What kind of love can it be ten years later, and it has not died with the passing of life............

Jiang Yulin really wanted to find out.

"There is some interest indeed. But wait a minute, you have to do what I say, and don't act arbitrarily. Jiang Yulin said to Princess Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan didn't expect Jiang Yulin to agree so simply, he was overjoyed, and nodded heavily: "No problem!" When the time comes, if you ask me to go west, I will never go east! ”

After the two of them made three chapters of the law, they went to Ganquan Palace.

Jiang Yulin came to Ganquan Palace for the second time today, when it was getting late, and the palaces were already holding lights. He made excellent light skills to avoid the eyes and ears of the palace guards, and took Qingyuan to fly up to the roof of Ganquan Palace. Then quietly prostrate on it. A tile was lifted to reveal the inside of the house.

Aunt Luo sat alone in front of the mirror in the room, swept her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, and applied vermilion lipstick. The person in the mirror is gentle and beautiful, with the calm and tranquility of a middle-aged woman. For some reason, Jiang Yulin also felt a trace of sadness.

"Hey, it's so late, why do you need to put on makeup?" Qing Yuan asked puzzled.

"Shhhh

In fact, this is also Jiang Yulin's question. Today in the daytime, he felt that Aunt Luo's dress was not bad, not gorgeous, but delicate and elegant. And in the evening, it is even more delicate makeup. Are you going to meet someone? But at night, only the emperor will come.

"Ahem, ahem." There was a coughing sound in the house. Aunt Luo got up and went to the table to get a cup of tea, and drank it in a hurry, but she accidentally choked on it. The cough is more intense.

It turned out that Aunt Luo's discarded illness was so serious.

Aunt Luo was lying on the table coughing, her thin back rising and falling. The two who snooped on the roof couldn't help but feel guilty.

At this moment, on the palace road not far away, a figure came.

The big eunuch Wang Si brought two other little eunuchs to follow the emperor Murong Yuanshan. A small eunuch was lighting the way with a light in front, and Wang Si was supporting the emperor in the back. Another little eunuch was instructed to run first to inform Ganquan Palace to pick up the driver.

The little eunuch who ran errands soon arrived at the gate of Ganquan Palace: "Aunt Luo! Open the door! The emperor is coming! ”

The voice of the spy reached inside. Aunt Luo raised her head from the table, hurriedly straightened her clothes and hair, and trotted to open the door.

After a while, someone spread: "The emperor has arrived!" ”

Aunt Luo naturally made a big gift with the little eunuch: "Slaves and maids see the emperor!" ”

A deep voice sounded from the top of his head, as if on the top of a distant mountain, a muffled thunder in the changing wind and clouds, and he said two words lightly: "Flat." ”

Then he didn't look at the thin woman kneeling on the ground, and walked straight to the Ganquan Palace.

Murong Yuanshan looked at the grass and trees in this palace affectionately, and stopped at the door of Empress Yuchi's original bedroom. I saw him take a deep breath and solemnly push open the inner door, as if the old man was still there. When you see a table and a chair, a carved wooden bed and calligraphy and painting furnishings are exactly the same as the original, there is indeed an illusion that Empress Yuchi will still sit in the room, maybe in front of the mirror, or by the bed, raise her head and say with a smile: "Yuanshan, you are here." ”

Yes, Wei Chi would never call him "Emperor", "Your Majesty" or anything like that in private. In her eyes, he is her husband and lover. She would wear simple home clothes, her hair spread out, and wait for him to go down. He knew that she would always wait for a long time, but there was no way, there were too many complicated things in the court. Every time, Wei Chi rubbed his misty eyes, forced himself not to sleep, and waited for him to come back. His heart can always become soft the moment he opens the door.

It's a pity that there is no such picture anymore. Murong Yuanshan thought like this, and sighed in his heart, the heart that had been warmed by Empress Yuchi gradually began to freeze and became hard and cold.

"Your Majesty, put incense on the master." Aunt Luo lowered her head behind Murong Yuanshan and whispered.

Murong Yuanshan turned around and saw Aunt Luo dressed in black, she seemed to be a little different from usual today. But Murong Yuanshan didn't say much: "Well, I'll go now." ”

Aunt Luo led Murong Yuanshan to Empress Yuchi's spiritual seat, helped him light the incense, and handed it to him.

Murong Yuanshan held the incense and looked at the words "Xiaoren Wenhui Empress Wei Chi's Spiritual Seat" on the spiritual throne for a long time before he was woken up by Aunt Luo on the side.

"Your Majesty?"

Only then did Murong Yuanshan realize that the incense had burned a quarter, and the incense ash smashed on his hand with residual warmth, and he didn't even realize it. Murong Yuanshan, who came back to his senses, inserted incense into the incense burner. He stood in front of the portrait of Empress Weichi on the wall.

Qing Yuan on the roof wiped his tears, wiped his hand that had wiped his tears on Jiang Yulin's sleeve, and then whispered: "It's so touching!" ”

Jiang Yulin naturally frowned in disgust, but he was indeed moved by the emperor's feelings for Empress Wei Chi. In this world, there is really love from the beginning. Moreover, even if the other party dies, it is because Songhai is difficult to water, and Wushan is not a cloud.