The emperor stood still and looked at the woman beside him. {[ Bayi Middle School?} ((〈文 <( 〕.

Shainin is still beautiful. Although he didn't apply powder, his body was bloated, and he only pulled his head loosely.

It's not the time to see her for the first time in the imperial garden, but in the emperor's opinion, she is still the same as before.

She gave him what he had always wanted, though she might not have thought of it herself.

It is often said that sincerity is exchanged for sincerity. But many times, even if you give sincerely, what you get in exchange is often disgust and perfunctory.

No one believes in the sincerity of your efforts, and even if they do, they only think about what they can gain from it. The world is only a few decades in a hurry, and it is so difficult and lucky to be able to meet such a person, you treat her sincerely, and she treats you sincerely.

"I remember, once you sang a song to Hong'er to lull him to sleep, what is that song called?"

"It's a small tune in my hometown, I don't know what it's called, I heard my mother and grandmother sing it when I was a child."

"Listen, you can sing to me again."

Shainin doesn't sing very well, but it's not difficult to hum a minor key.

She cleared her throat and was about to open her mouth, looking at the emperor standing aside and looking at her intently, she suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Don't look at me."

The emperor was happy: "What's wrong with me looking at it?" ”

"If you look at me like this, I can't sing."

The emperor couldn't help but smile and turned sideways: "Okay, don't look at you." ”

Xie Ning sang in the dialect of his hometown, which is not quite the same as the pronunciation of the official dialect, in fact, what the emperor sang earlier is not so clear, it is spring water and streams, and avenues and ditches. But he heard the last few words clearly.

Don't cry, don't cry, go to sleep. The moon is up, the sun is going to rise, sleep, sleep.

It's a country slang tune that women sing to lull mischievous children to sleep. I may not know what words I sing, but the children are always used, and after coaxing and coaxing, they will honestly fall asleep quietly.

The emperor turned around again and looked at her intently.

Xie Ning tilted her head slightly, and the moonlight inlaid a soft silver edge on her face, making it seem as if her whole person was light.

Across the rockery, you can also hear the faint singing sound coming from the other side of the small garden.

The eldest prince accompanied Princess Yuyao to play with lanterns on this side of the garden, and when they heard the song, the two of them quieted down in unison.

When Xie Ning finished singing, after a while, Princess Yuyao said: "I have heard it before, when Niangniang coaxed her younger brother to take a nap, she sang like this. ”

The eldest prince has also heard it.

Neither of them made a sound, the wind blew, the lantern in Princess Yuyao's hand shook, and the small candle lit in it had burned to the head, and after a few more shakes, it was extinguished silently.

The eldest prince is envious of his younger brother.

His mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, and the eldest prince never even met his biological mother. From what he remembers, in Honghui Palace, he didn't sing to him, and he coaxed him to sleep like that.

When he came back to his senses, the lantern was extinguished, and Princess Yuyao, like him, stood in this corner and was silent for a while.

She had no expression on her face, and she looked indifferent. The moonlight shone on half of her face, which was white, the kind of white without blood, and the other half of her face was in the shadows.

She doesn't look like a child, but like an adult who has gone through many vicissitudes and ups and downs.

"Yu Yao?"

"Oh." Princess Yuyao also came back to her senses and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

The eldest prince whispered, "The lantern is extinguished." ”

Princess Yuyao glanced down, and then the candle had been burned. She wanted to play with lanterns, and without saying a word, Hu Rong asked people to take a lantern with mica sheets embedded in bamboo core paper paste, which was delicate and small, and there were replacement candles, which were carried on the palace maid who followed Princess Yuyao.

It's just that just now they stood still and didn't speak, and the palace maid didn't dare to come over and disturb the two little masters without being summoned.

A new candle was replaced, and the lantern was lit again. The lights and shadows are reflected on the body and the ground, and the moonlight is quiet and bright, the same as just now, but neither of them has the heart to play anymore, and they will have homework tomorrow.

The eldest prince stood in front of the door and watched Yu Yao enter the house, and then he turned around and entered the house.

When Liu Shanggong was there, because she didn't talk much, she only did things silently, which didn't make people feel that she was there all the time, and how important it was. But people are always like this, sometimes they don't feel that once they get used to it and don't have it, they feel uncomfortable, they are empty around them, and some small details don't seem so appropriate.

The eldest prince washed up, scattered his head, and habitually wanted to read a few more pages of books before sleeping, Liu Shanggong was not there, and the palace maid Dongying on the side whispered: "It's not early, Your Highness should go to bed early, reading under the lamp also hurts your eyes, and Ming'er has to get up early to go to the study." ”

The eldest prince wanted to say, "I'll sleep after reading this page", but before the words came out, he first thought of Liushang Palace.

If Liu Shanggong is in the palace, he will come over and take the book to put it away, and drive him to sleep respectfully and measuredly. But Liu Shanggong was not there, and none of the others dared to come and take his book.

The voice of the palace maid came from outside the door: "Greetings to the emperor." ”

The eldest prince was a little surprised, and quickly stood up.

Before he could go out, the emperor had already come in.

"Father." The eldest prince hurriedly saluted.

The emperor waved his hand: "It's not outside, don't be polite." Are you still reading at this time? It's not too early. ”

I didn't care about it just now, and the book of the eldest prince was still in his hand and he didn't put it down.

"I'm going to sleep."

The emperor came over and took the book in his hand, glanced at it, and put it on the desk.

"If you have to work hard, the days will be long in the future, why be in a hurry? Reading at night is more laborious and harmful to your body. ”

The eldest prince was a little ashamed: "Father is right." ”

"You sleep, I'll see you sleep before leaving."

On the side, the palace maid hurriedly came over to serve the eldest prince and lay down, and the tent was also half lowered.

The evening breeze was light through the gauze curtains, blowing half of the tent swaying slightly. The emperor is still there, where can the eldest prince lie at ease.

"Father should also rest in the morning, the mother must still be waiting there."

"I'll leave when you sleep."

There was no way, the eldest prince had to lie down honestly, close his eyes and try to make himself sleep.

If you can't sleep, you have to pretend to be asleep.

When I closed my eyes, my other senses became sharper.

He could hear his father's breathing, which was completely different from the breathing of the palace ladies who usually went to the night. The sound of my father's breathing is regular and steady. Also, the eldest prince can smell the faint aroma of smoke on the emperor's robe, which is ambergris, and there is only one place in the palace to burn this incense in the Changning Palace.

I thought I couldn't sleep, the eldest prince usually sleeps shallowly, and every time he lies down, he always has to lie down for a while before he can really fall asleep.

But today things are strange, the eldest prince lay down for a while, and then he really fell asleep.

He dreamed that he heard the soft singing again, singing a ballad to lull the child to sleep.

But the strange thing is that the ballad is not sung by the mother, but vaguely like the voice of the father.