Empress Dowager Ye stretched out her hand to take the brocade box, put it in her hand and weighed it, it was very light, so she couldn't help but open it to see, just one glance, she was already embarrassed-

There are two items in the brocade box: at the top is a thin piece of paper, which is slightly crumpled and yellowed, which shows that it has been several years. Empress Dowager Ye unfolded the paper and looked at it carefully, but saw that there was a poem "Zhu Xian Broken" written on it, the ink dried up and faded slightly, the penmanship was arrogant and the clouds and thunder changed, and the handwriting was even more familiar. Empress Dowager Ye knew at a glance that this was the handwriting of her beloved son Nie Peixiao. It's just that this poem was written by Nie Peixiao years ago.

In addition, under the paper of this "Broken Strings", there is also a string that is wound in two circles - a broken string.

Zhu strings are broken, the strings are broken, Mrs. Xiu is in the Ming Zhi with things. Empress Dowager Ye naturally understood what she meant, so she gently closed the brocade box and sighed: "You get up first and then speak." ”

"The concubine doesn't dare." Izumi insisted on kneeling, as if this was the only way to alleviate the guilt she felt for Nie Peixiao in her heart, and to repay this affectionate affection that had no ending.

"Do you have anything else to say to King Cheng besides this brocade box? The mourners can convey it on their behalf. Empress Dowager Ye couldn't help but ask again.

Hearing this, Chu Xiu groaned without pretense, and blurted out calmly: "Please ask the Queen Mother to tell His Royal Highness King Cheng, since it is 'cutting off the sleeves and cutting off the bosom friend', the concubine will never touch the piano again, in order to repay the kindness of His Royal Highness's bosom friend." ”

"Never touch the piano again......" Empress Dowager Ye narrowed her eyes as if she wanted something: "Han Chu won the world with his piano skills, and he was able to win Xiao'er's praise back then, which shows that your piano skills are extraordinary." Do you really want to give up forever? ”

Izumi nodded lightly: "In recent years, the concubine has rarely stroked the qin, and she no longer has the same state of mind as she did back then." What's more, Han Chu is dead, and His Royal Highness King Cheng has written "Zhu Xian Break", and the concubine can only repay him with this. ”

"Okay, okay." Empress Dowager Ye shook her head twice, and her heart twitched again, feeling sorry for her beloved son, and feeling pity for her experience. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look at Xiu again, but this time, she didn't look at the other party's appearance and temperament, but through these appearances, she wanted to explore some more in-depth characteristics.

After a while, Empress Dowager Ye let out a long sigh and commented truthfully: "You are better than Xie Shudan." Every time she calculates the mourning family, she always makes the mourning family angry; And you are calculating, not only is the mourning family not annoyed, but you can also be considerate. That's really a clever trick! ”

"It's the Queen Mother, you are kind-hearted, sympathetic to the concubine, and the concubine is grateful." Izuku kowtowed again and solemnly returned.

"Get up." Empress Dowager Ye put the brocade box on the case, with endless emotion: "After fighting for a lifetime, the mourning family still lost." On son, Xiao'er is not as good as Yun Ci, and you will not leave Yun Mansion. ”

"The Queen Mother is vain." Chu Xiu smiled indifferently: "You are the founding queen mother of the Daling Dynasty, and in terms of status and identity, there is no one in this world." ”

"Is there no one to reach it?" Empress Dowager Ye's eyes flashed with a hint of loss: "The mourning family does not have a husband who is willing to die for me, nor does it have the reputation of your mother-in-law Xie Shudan. ”

"In life, how can you only win and not lose? Always be a winner, but you will only be in a high place. After finishing speaking, Izuku suddenly woke up and realized that if there are many words, he will lose, and hurriedly said: "It's the concubine who lost her words, and said a few words nonsense, I hope you will forgive your sins." ”

Empress Dowager Ye smiled in a low voice, did not pursue it, and only got up slowly from her seat: "It's not too early, the mourning family is going back to King Cheng's mansion." ”

"Congratulations to the concubine." Out of Xiu leaned over and saluted again, and said to the outside: "Yunfeng, the Queen Mother drove back to King Cheng's mansion." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of the hall opened, and a group of servants and maids in the palace were lined up in two columns to welcome the queen mother out.

At this time, Mrs. Xie was sitting in the side hall to enjoy the shade, and Chi's mother was fanning her on the side, and asked in a low voice, "Do you really dare to let Mrs. go in and reply?" In case the Empress Dowager Ye is furious, how can it be good? ”

Mrs. Tai took a leisurely sip of tea before slowly replying: "You don't have to worry, to deal with a cautious woman like Ye Yingfei, Izumi will do a better job than me." ”

"You just can't put it down, in fact, you are like a mirror in your heart." Chi's mother smiled.

Mrs. Tai shook her head slowly: "I am competitive and competitive, Ye Yingfei used to be my defeated general, but now she wants to ride on my head, how can I be willing?" ”

As soon as she said this, Mrs. Tai also heard the word "swing" shouted outside, so she got up and walked around and said: "If you really want to say where she is better than me, it is that she has a son Chenghuan under her knees...... It is also considered a blessing for old age. ”

"That's also her luck, she adopted Nie Qi back then." Chi's mother said again.

Hearing this, Mrs. Tai paused: "I didn't say Nie Qi, I meant her biological son." As for Nie Qi...... Whether she can be filial to her to old age is still two words. ”

Mrs. Tai smiled meaningfully, there was bitterness in that smile, and there was also a sense of seeing through the world: "Look at it, Nie Qi will collapse the Ye family sooner or later...... Ye Yingfei was the first to suffer, and even Nie Jiu might not be spared. ”

This is a major matter related to the current situation in the court, and Chi's mother didn't dare to ask more, so she returned to the front hall with Mrs. Tai in silence.

"The old body sends off the Queen Mother." Mrs. Tai was the first to speak after she stood still, and then she knelt on the ground behind her, but she was the only one who bent her knees, and that's it.

Seeing this, Empress Dowager Ye wanted to be sarcastic, but suddenly remembered the story that Fang Chuxiu had said, and she also felt a little sympathy for Mrs. Xie, who had been widowed for many years and her only son died early:

No matter how bad her son is and how weak his body is, he is still alive, and he is still a dignified and honest king, but what about her? Even the grandchildren are passed by! No matter how prestigious and feared the world is? can't escape the bleak end of his old age.

Thinking about it like this, Empress Dowager Ye felt a little more balanced in her heart, and said pointedly: "I came to Yunfu today, and the mourning family benefited a lot...... Mrs. Xie, take care. ”

The word "take care" was really unique in Mrs. Tai's ears, and she smiled back: "The old body only wishes that the Queen Mother is healthy and all the best." ”

And these last four words are in the ears of Empress Dowager Ye, how can they be comfortable? She finally shook her head slightly, as if talking to herself, and smiled: "You still can't be too strong as a woman." The mourning family looks at your daughter-in-law just right, it's really good. ”

After that, Empress Dowager Ye took one last look at Xiu, handed over the brocade box in her hand to the palace maid, and stepped out of the gate of Yunfu and got into the chariot. She didn't have to look at Mrs. Xie anymore to know that her face was definitely not very good-looking.

Two women of high status, fighting each other in their respective fields, have won and lost in this life. As for their various fighting methods, there is actually one last game left - one game can determine the winner or loser.

Sitting in the chariot back to King Cheng's mansion, Empress Dowager Ye smiled slowly, she smiled so sadly, but it was ...... Hold the cards in one hand.

*****

Chengwangfu.

After Empress Dowager Ye came back, she immediately summoned the imperial doctor to inquire about Nie Peixiao's injury, and she got the same few words of reply - it is better to recuperate, not to suffer from cold, and it is difficult to treat heart disease. Empress Dowager Ye thought about it carefully, took the brocade box given by Chuxiu, and entered Nie Peixiao's house.

"The Queen Mother." Nie Peixiao leaned on the couch, his spirit was much better, there was a faint hint of expectation on his face, and he smiled reluctantly: "Erchen thought that you would stay in Yunfu for dinner." ”

Seeing Nie Peixiao's expression, Empress Dowager Ye couldn't bear to tell the truth, but also felt distressed. She hesitated for a moment, but still smiled back: "I have asked everything that should be asked, and I have said everything that should be said. ”

Nie Peixiao let out a "hmm" and asked very cautiously, "...... See her? ”

"See." Empress Dowager Ye paused, but in the end, she still gritted her teeth and persuaded ruthlessly: "Xiao'er, you let it go." ”

In an instant, a look of disappointment crossed Nie Peixiao's face, as if there was an old vine, gradually enveloping his whole person, suffocating and suppressing him. Finally, he shook his head with a wry smile and laughed at himself: "Now Erchen has to let go." This right arm...... It's a waste. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Empress Dowager Ye frowned immediately when she heard this, and her exquisite makeup could not hide her worry and panic: "Who said that your right arm is useless?" It's just that there is some moisture on a rainy day, so you can pay attention to it in the future. ”

Nie Peixiao shook her head slowly: "My own arm, I know best. ”

Empress Dowager Ye reprimanded with a thin tone: "You have a heart disease, you have to practice yourself." ”

Nie Peixiao was silent for a long time, and only replied without a beginning: "She won't forgive me." ”

"Who said that?" Empress Dowager Ye immediately raised her hand to signal Gonggong Zhang, who hurriedly presented the brocade box. She opened the brocade box and placed it in front of Nie Peixiao, and sighed slowly: "This is given to you by Mrs. Chuxiu, you can see for yourself." ”

Out of Xiu for himself? Nie Peixiao lowered his eyes and looked into the brocade box, and the slightly yellowed paper immediately attracted his attention. He struggled to raise his right hand, but after two attempts in vain, he had to pick up the piece of paper with his left hand and unfold it.

Jun swept his eyes, and a thousand tastes suddenly came to his heart: "This piece of paper...... How could it be in her hands? The content on this paper is the most familiar to Nie Peixiao, it is his handwriting, his poems, and the "Zhu Xian Break" he wrote.

Nie Peixiao also clearly remembered the scene in the Zuihualou that day, Helian Qi, Shen Yu and others were all on the seat, congratulating him on being named the king of Chengjun. It was also that night that he was drunk and heard the news of Hanchu's death, and improvised this poem "Zhu Xian Break".

Thinking of this, Nie Peixiao's left hand began to tremble unconsciously, and now, there is no point in investigating the origin of this piece of paper, what he cares more about is Chuxiu's intentions.

Nine years have passed, and it has been a full nine years since he wrote this poem, and who would have thought that this piece of paper would fall into the hands of Han Chu herself, so that she would treasure it for several years.

"She really cherishes this bosom friend." Nie Peixiao's lips are pale, where is there still half a graceful appearance? At this moment, he is just an ordinary man who has been tortured by love.