The emperor's slightly closed eyes were like the clear wind at the end of autumn, and he swept coldly: "Ruyi, you have been in the deep palace for many years, don't you understand that sometimes innocence is not proved by yourself, but needs to be corroborated by others?" The clear person is self-purifying, and even the lotus flower is out of the mud without staining, and it needs to be praised and understood from time to time, not to mention the treacherous waves and clouds in the red wall. ”

The emperor's words are of course ruthless, but they do have some truth. However, her heart seemed to be covered with thick ice, cold and heavy: "Then if the concubine did not find out the suspicion from the string of Qibao bracelets, would the emperor want to execute Xin Xin to prove the innocence of the concubine?" ”

The emperor's expression did not hesitate: "She will not die." Dead people cannot be used to prove their innocence, and sometimes they will commit suicide in fear of sin, which makes you even more speechless. That is true only if he is tortured and does not change his confession. ”

The shock in Ruyi's heart was like cracking silk and gravel, and there was a shocking pain: "What does the emperor mean...... You have to lose your siblings and become a living waste, so that the emperor can believe in the innocence of his concubines. ”

Seeing that she was so excited, the emperor changed his gentle tone, stretched out his hand to her, and said, "Ruyi, I was not very suspicious of this matter, and it was not until there were continuous witnesses that you were guilty of fornication with others that I made up my mind to investigate this matter thoroughly. I not only want to believe in myself, but also to believe in everyone, and I want everyone to have no objections or complaints about you. ”

Ruyi didn't respond with her hand, staring at him for a long time. Her chin was slightly raised, forming an arrogant arc with her slender and straight neck, the corners of her lips suddenly raised, and she pulled out a cold moon arc: "No, the emperor is the king of the world, as long as you are convinced, rumors cannot shake the concubines." The emperor's so-called making everyone believe is actually what he wants to believe the most. She smiled coldly and wept sadly, "It is too cost-effective to exchange the cripple of a little slave for your peace of mind and for your vision of choosing the mother of the country." ”

The emperor's eyes seemed to be stagnant with lead water, and they were cold and hard with heavy iron ash: "Imperial concubine, when did you learn to speak so meanly, I don't know the severity?" ”

A cool breeze blew in violently, like a sharp knife blowing, although it didn't hurt, it was cold and soaked in the cold. Ruyi couldn't help but tremble slightly, is it really that she doesn't know the severity, or is it the truth, she is used to being covered by the appearance of gentleness and tactfulness?

She knelt on a thick velvet carpet, the golden early autumn sunlight shining through the long openwork window. She was bathed in bright light and shadow, but the golden sun did not bring her a sense of relief, but in the warmth of the sun, she felt that she had become a little burnt by the flames of the fine satin, shrunken and untimely.

The cry was mournful and lonely, like a wisp of light smoke, floating weakly in the shadow of the candle, as if it was broken by blowing a breath. Only she knows how she used to hold back her tears and not cry, and at this moment, this kind of sorrow is tantamount to cutting off the deepest trust in her husband.

The emperor thought that her sadness was touched to the extreme, or that he rarely saw Ruyi's tears, so he finally softened his tone and helped her up: "Okay, I am the emperor, there are too many relatives around me, and there are too many relatives who will calculate me." The evidence is in front of me, and I occasionally have a hint of suspicion. But I finally chose to believe you, so you don't have to complain about me, and you can't complain about me. ”

Ruyi was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "Yes, the emperor is not wrong." ”

She has been by the emperor's side for many years, and it is not that she can't hear that the emperor's tone is already the last tolerance and patience. No matter how much crying and dissatisfaction there is, it is nothing more than self-destruction of the Great Wall. For a wise person, time is the best teacher, day after day, to train her intelligence into wisdom. And most of the wisdom has to do with forbearance and moderation.

The emperor is nearly forty years old, and even if he is well-maintained, there are shallow scratches on his eyebrows, and at this moment, those marks are gradually fading with the smile. He patted Ruyi's hand lovingly: "Okay, I'm naturally not wrong." He thought about it, perhaps thinking that such a statement was too cold, "Maybe I will be wrong, but I am the Son of Heaven, and even if I am wrong, it is not my original intention." ”

This is perhaps the most euphemistic expression. She understands too well the coldness and coldness underneath this answer, and she knows that it can't be exposed. Once uncovered, it is an irreparable mistake. She has come here, and she has worked so hard that she is walking on thin ice, and she must not lose it again.

So, Ruyi smiled just right, with grievances, gentleness, and emotions that bordered on understanding and understanding: "Yes, the concubine understands." It's just that I've already lost a leg, and it's not convenient to serve by the side of the concubine in the future. The concubine thought that the heart was also old, and Jiang Hebin from the hospital asked the concubine to marry the heart, so it was better for the emperor to reward the heart with a little face and give the heart to marry the doctor Jiang. ”

The emperor bowed his head and said: "I am loyal and commendable, and I am also the old maid of the Qiandi, so I can refer to a powerful guard in front of the Emperor, such as Ling Yunche." A Tai Doctor, there is no hope for the future. ”

If Yi didn't expect the emperor to suddenly mention Ling Yunche, as if someone's nails were flicked heavily on the flesh of his heart, he hurriedly smiled: "Jiang and Bin have a heart, and the concubine is willing to ask about it, and it can be regarded as a mutual relationship." ”

The emperor didn't care: "It's okay, then I will fulfill the two of them." The heart is no longer waiting for you, and you have to pick a few competent people to come up. ”

Ruyi was silent for a moment, and her smile was as quiet as autumn water: "The concubine is not as good as Concubine Jia, there are so many capable people." The emperor has rewarded the loyalty of the heart, so should the rewards and punishments also be clear? ”

The emperor wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Zhenshu is a person who came from the Li Dynasty, even if she is tortured and not recruited, I will not be able to kill her, and immediately ask someone to send her back to the Li Dynasty." As for the Jin family, I have already decreed that I will be demoted to the position of concubine, and I have thought about it behind closed palaces, and I am not allowed to come to serve me if I have nothing to do. ”

Ruyi lowered her face and said in a low voice: "The emperor's rewards and punishments are clear, and the concubines are relieved." ”

The emperor said in a deep voice: "You have to feel at ease not only about this. From now on, no one will question you again. After the imperial concubine, your path to the throne will also be safe and secure. I will always be with you to the throne of the Queen. ”

There was a silent vibration in her heart, yes, she walked to the distance infinitely closer to the back position, but she also lost her heartfelt reliance and trust in this man. She fell into his arms, burying her face in his chest, trying to gain this reliance and trust again, only to perceive this futile futility more lonely.

When Ruyi wanted to leave, it was already the middle of the moon. She accompanied the emperor to dinner, and used this warm and homely scene to remind herself to adapt to all kinds of changes, and return to the peace and tranquility of the past. What broke this atmosphere was the sound of Jin Yuyan, who had been demoted to a concubine, kowtowing from outside the Heart Cultivation Palace.

There were no other words, no mournful complaints, and no heartbroken crying, Jin Yuyan just silently kowtowed, and poured out the emperor's pulse with the dull sound of her forehead touching the gold brick floor. Jung-sook is driven back to the Li Dynasty, as if she has lost her mother, on whom she depends, and that the isolation around her has shown signs of falling out of favor. That was the greatest danger, far greater than the rise and fall of position, which meant that the favor of the mother clan attached to her would also be diminished. Therefore, she also understood that she could only do this, and she could not cry and plead.

The hall was as quiet as deep water, and the sound outside seemed to come from another world far away, dull and distant. Ruyi accompanied the emperor to Dong Qichang's words. Since Kang Yong, the world has admired Dong Qichang's calligraphy, and the emperor naturally dabbled in it. The sound outside was incessant, and the emperor did not look up, but asked, "Who is outside?" ”

Naturally, this was not for Ruyi, Li Yu opened the door of the palace and took a look, and said in a low voice: "If you go back to the emperor, it is Jia Concubine." ”

The emperor nodded lightly and ignored it. Li Yu seemed to be a little moved, and couldn't help but persuade: "Your Majesty, you didn't see the appearance of the little master of Jia Concubine outside. Poor little master Jia Concubine is thirty-six years old, and she still prostrates on the ground like this, and in front of the minions below, it is really ...... In the end, she is also the mother of three sons, and she has to take care of the face of her brothers. ”

Ruyi stood beside the emperor, her face was as calm as water, as if she hadn't heard it, and only quietly met Li Yu's eyes. This is the advantage of the people who serve the emperor day and night, silently reminding the emperor that this scheming woman who is scheming to seize the throne has passed away and is so disregarded for her identity.

The emperor's face was indeed a little more ugly. Ruyi lightly rolled up her sleeves, did not hurry to study ink for the emperor, and said: "Dong Qichangyun, the Jin people take the rhyme, the Tang people take the law, and the Song people take the meaning." At this time, the sound of kowtowing disturbs the ear, whether it is rhyme, method or meaning, it is not possible. The emperor should stop writing for the time being, and let the concubines grind the appropriate color ink for the emperor. ”

The emperor stretched out his pen and dipped it in ink, and the pen was like flowing water, swaying, without any slowdown, and said: "Ruyi, you go out, and tell her as the imperial concubine that from this moment on, she is no longer a concubine, but a nobleman." If they disturb again, they will be demoted one level until they are deposed as concubines. ”