Li Wedge hooked the corners of his lips with a smile, playing with a blue and white porcelain on the sandalwood cabinet, and his voice was faint, "Li Xiaoniang's life experience is a mystery, maybe it is really inseparable from Shu Baolin back then." ”

If Li Ji knew......

Li Wedge smiled evilly, he was looking forward to how Li Ji would react.

When Concubine Chang thought of some kind of truth, she suddenly shuddered, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Maybe it's Tang Huai Wang......"

"My son will investigate this matter."

When it came to King Tang Huai, Li Wedge lowered his good-looking eyes, teaching people to see clearly.

"Don't check it out!" Concubine Yan suddenly turned violently, and when she saw Li Wedge's deep gaze, she sighed slightly.

"Wedge, when will you come to your senses? She is not Shu Baolin, and you are not King Tang Huai, nor can you be King Tang Huai......"

"Mother," Li Wedge turned the wrench on his thumb, and the corners of his lips fell little by little with the rotation, and finally became sad:

"If King Tang Huai had been ......"

"King Tang Huai is dead!"

Knowing this son's taboo, Concubine Yan's cold voice was full of horror and weakness.

"Wedge, the mother concubine is the only one, you can't have anything, do you know?"

"And Li Ji."

"Wedge ?!!"

Concubine Chang collapsed and was hopeless in an instant, she had never been so powerless in her life.

"Do you know where your father is now?"

Concubine Yan suddenly smiled sadly, was she too indulgent to this son? So much so that he is willful, regardless of right or wrong, even regardless of life and death.

Li Wedge's expression darkened, and his palms tightened unconsciously.

"The emperor is in the Jinghong Palace!" Concubine Yan looked at Li Wedge with a solemn gaze, and her words became more and more ruthless, "Your Majesty, your father, almost every day in the Jinghong Palace......"

"Mother is tired today, rest early!" Li Wedge bowed to the concubine, "Son's resignation!" ”

"Where are you going?" Concubine Chang hurriedly stopped Li Yu and asked.

The answer to Concubine Yan was the back of Li Wedge's resolute departure.

"Why can't you put it down?" Concubine Yan looked at the rapidly disappearing background, hating it, and feeling more distressed.

"Niangniang," Mi He stepped forward to support the concubine with a worried heart, "His Royal Highness King Qian finally came here, why did he choke?" ”

"As long as we talk about the one in the Amazing Palace, our mother and son don't have a good relationship." Concubine Yan sighed and leaned on the lotus, as if she had lost her spiritual support all of a sudden.

"Mihe, do you think this palace is too indulgent to King Qian? Let him live his life the way he wants, who knows, but this is the result! ”

Mihe comforted: "Niangniang and His Royal Highness King Qian are mother and son, naturally they are dedicated to the good of His Highness, and His Royal Highness King Qian will figure it out." ”

"I hope so." I just hope that this day will come sooner rather than later.

"Where's Li Bingru?"

"Hui Niangniang, still locked in the dark room."

"Didn't ask for mercy?" Concubine Yan was a little surprised, that little girl had only argued for herself from beginning to end, from the queen's Qionglan Palace to the dark room locked in Yaohua Palace, there was not a word of begging for mercy, nor did she cry out for wrong.

knows that power oppresses people, and he is stubborn and unyielding. This kind of temperament is really the same as Shu Baolin at the beginning.

"No, it's quiet." Mihe also felt incredible, "It's just that I can't hear what I say with words in my mouth." ”

Concubine Chang let out a light "um", thinking of eighteen years ago, Shu Baolin, who regarded the holy favor as a flood beast and was afraid to avoid it, and her mood was complicated and difficult to distinguish.

"Bring her here."

The palace is located in the southwest of the palace, the palace is not big, but it is the closest building to the emperor's bedroom.

Surrounded by clear pond water, the duckweed is all over the ground, green and clear. Since the new owner came, more planted all over the strange flowers and plants, it is the middle of summer, the wind blows the flowers, the fragrance is ten miles, very delicate and intoxicating.

The wind and rain crept in with the night.

At the eaves of the dripping room, a beauty with plain makeup leaned on the pillar and was stunned. The thin clothes are wrapped around the weak body, and the face that is the size of the palm is even paler, and there is no trace of blood to be seen, and the three thousand green silks are like waterfalls, covering the entire back.

The extreme contrast between black and white gives the delicate figure a bit of an illusory illusion.

"Miss—"

Aya'er Aya'er hurriedly ran back from outside, her immature face was flushed with eagerness to run, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her cheering expression couldn't be hidden.

The drizzle flew obliquely, warming the black hair gauze and adding a bit of freshness and elegance.

The beauty raised her eyes and suddenly became envious.

"Is the emperor gone?" Aya'er glanced at the slightly open door, put her hand to her lips, and asked cautiously, but she couldn't hide the sparkle in her eyes.

"What deserves your pleasure?" Dong Meiren smiled lightly, when did she have a time, she was as innocent and energetic as this girl.

Aya'er glanced around, leaned over and whispered in Dong Meiren's ear, "He's here!" ”

Dong Meiren's face turned cold, and she looked straight at Aya'er: "Who is he?" ”

"Naturally, it's His Royal Highness the King of God!" Aya'er replied with a smile, and simply half-squatted down and got closer to Dong Meiren, "I'm waiting in the Imperial Garden now!" ”

Dong Meirenyu clasped her hands, turned her head to look at the stormy night, and asked faintly, "Who am I?" ”

"Miss?" Aya'er was surprised, she couldn't understand Miss's current expression, and asked in a panic, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Tell me, what is my current identity?"

"Miss is now the beauty of the emperor's royal seal Chrysostom!"

"Yes, beauty!" Dong Meiren suddenly smiled, lowered her eyes and said to herself: "I'm afraid that I will forget my identity." ”

Aya'er's eyes widened, and she didn't know how to react for a moment.

"You should remember that too." The faint voice revealed a hint of coldness like rain.

"Miss?" Seeing that Dong Meiren was serious, Aya'er immediately panicked, "His Royal Highness King Qian is still waiting, it's still windy and raining outside!" ”

"It's time to change your tune."

Dong Meiren pulled the corners of her mouth and looked at Aya'er, "I am the emperor's beauty, you should call me Niangniang!" ”

“……”

Aya'er opened her mouth and touched her young lady's calm and resolute eyes, and the words of argument were stuck in her throat like that. For a while, I didn't know whether to call a young lady or a mother.

Dong Meiren took one last look in the direction of the imperial garden through the stormy night, got up and walked to the room.

After taking two steps, seeing that Aya'er didn't follow, he sighed silently: "After a while, I will tell the emperor to release you as a slave, let you out of the palace, and take good care of him on my behalf." ”

"Miss......"

Aya'er was anxious to refuse, wanting to say that she was willing to accompany Miss for the rest of her life, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly hesitated again.

Standing on the dripping eaves that Dong Meiren just leaned on, this place is the best angle to see the Imperial Garden, when the weather is good, you can miss the gap in the dense forest, and see the top of the octagonal pavilion in the lake pavilion in the Imperial Garden.

At the moment, the wind and rain are sudden, but Aya'er, who has just returned from the Imperial Garden, clearly knows that at this moment, under the octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake, she is waiting for a man with a heroic posture and a jade tree in the wind, looking forward to the arrival of her sweetheart.

Aya'er feels sorry for her own young lady, and she also feels sorry for the noble and love-loving man.

Dong Meiren twisted her eyebrows, "You called it wrong." ”

Aya'er paused for a moment and saluted respectfully, "Yes, Niangniang!" ”

"Hmm!"

Dong Meiren hummed softly, faintly choked, pursed her red lips, her eyes were red, and her eye circles were wet, but she didn't dare to explore it.

"Go down and rest."

"Yes!"

Aya'er bowed, knowing that her young lady, oh, no, Niangniang, she needs to be alone tonight.

As soon as Aya'er turned around, she heard Dong Meiren's order: "Go and invite Aunt Mo to come!" ”

"Yes!"

Aya'er saluted again. Seeing that Dong Meiren had no more orders, she withdrew and called Aunt Mo.

Aunt Mo is the grandmother of the kitchen, making delicious pastries, Dong Meiren eats delicious pastries, and on a whim, she calls the grandmother who makes pastries.

It's night now, what does Miss mean by calling Aunt Mo at this time?

"Auntie, tell me about King Tang Huai again!"

Dong Meiren has eaten the pastries made by Aunt Mo, the delicious pastries she usually eats, but at the moment she eats them dry and unpalatable.

"Niangniang, King Tang Huai is a taboo in the palace......" Aunt Mo said as she looked around nervously, for fear of being heard by someone.

"Auntie, don't worry." Dong Meiren smiled gently and personally helped Aunt Mo to sit on the stool.

"Niangniang can't help it, can't make it ......" Aunt Mo retreated in horror.

Dong Meiren said with a smile: "I call my aunt, I really treat my aunt as a relative!" ”

Aunt Mo said in fear: "Niangniang is a nobleman, and the old slave ......"

"Aunt~" Dong Meiren dragged Aunt Mo back on the stool half-coquettishly and half-toughly, poured a glass of water and handed it to Aunt Mo who was sincerely afraid.

"The deep palace compound is like a canary cage, I just want to listen to my aunt tell stories and talk about comfort."

Aunt Mo clenched the cup in both hands, feeling apprehensive, but a pair of eyes that had been full of years gradually floated with the light of memory.

"King Tang Huai is a young general, the only king with a different surname since the founding of the People's Republic of China. At that time, Tang Huaiwang Yushu was in the wind, high-spirited, and famous all over the world. I don't know how many of the daughters in the boudoir dream of the wishful husband?

After King Tang Huai returned to Beijing after earning fame, he was selected as the Taifu to teach the emperor who was still the crown prince at that time. When the first emperor died, the emperor was trapped outside the city, and it was King Tang Huai who desperately protected the emperor back to Beijing, and exchanged his injuries for the emperor's supreme position.

The emperor was grateful to King Huai of Tang and felt guilty, so he was named King Huai and stayed in Yangcheng.

and married the princess. ”

Aunt Mo stopped here when she said this, and her eyes were shining with vicissitudes of life.

Everything was beautiful. Tang Huaiwang was indeed a young man, and he also shocked the party, however, in the end, he ended up with a miserable ending.

"Everything is fate!" Aunt Mo finally covered her tearful old face and choked up, as the end of her memories.

"Where did Shu Baolin last go?"

"Nobody knows." Aunt Mo wiped a handful of tears and gradually came out of her memories, "Maybe she was expelled from the palace, maybe she went with King Tang Huai, this is a secret story of the palace, and none of the people who served Shu Baolin back then are gone......"