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The harem is a special place, no matter how much misery outside, how many people are in dire straits, or which important person dies in Huangquan, only here can not be affected in the slightest - as long as the emperor does not die, the masters and subordinates in this harem have to smile and try their best to please him. The first address of the mobile terminal of this mobile phone:

Yi Huaiyu hated Yao Junxian, and forbade the ministers of the DPRK and China to go to General Sima's Mansion to worship or say goodbye on the grounds of "being honest for officials, and not confusing public and private", and he never said anything about Yao Junxian's death, such an obvious attitude made the harem silent about this matter, but in such a situation, somewhere in the harem, someone openly hung up the spirit silk, erected a spirit flag, and knelt down in the palace to worship Yao Junxian's spiritual seat.

"Sima Tulan, are you trying to slap me in the face?"

The tone was flat, but the indifference contained in it was audible to everyone.

finally agreed to come to see her under Su Shiyun's persuasion, Yi Huaiyu never thought that he would see such a scene when he stepped into the Huanqing Palace - the disturbing white spirit silk in the courtyard floated silently, and Sima Tulan knelt quietly in front of the spiritual seat in the fragrant mist, and the child in her arms was so cold that she cried, and she didn't even look at it.

Yi Huaiyu snatched the child and held it in his arms, but no matter how he coaxed the little guy or cried, the palace maid next to him couldn't help but step forward, lowered her head and said like a mosquito: "The prince hasn't eaten for a day, mother, she ...... Niangniang, she didn't let the slaves and maids touch the prince, saying that she wanted to worship Lord Yao with the prince......"

"Nonsense!" Looking at the child's frozen little face, Yi Huaiyu's painstaking fire turned into angry shouts, "What are you going to toss yourself toss and toss the child for?" Yu'er is your own flesh and blood, how can you, a mother, bear to treat him like this? Is it that the blood flowing in the bones of your Sima family is destined to be ruthless and unrighteous? ”

Sima Dolan stood up from the kneeling mat, turned around and sneered: "The Sima family is ruthless and unjust, when have you Yi Huaiyu ever been affectionate and righteous?" Now that you're running over and complaining about my mistreatment of Yu'er, why don't you want to think about how long it's been since you've come to see him? You were there with Su Shiyun when he was full moon, and you were busy dealing with state affairs when he was 100 days, he was sick, and I asked people to come to you, but you turned around and went to the dust Xuan! Yi Huaiyu, what qualifications do you have to accuse me of being ruthless? Are you blind or don't have a heart at all, how can you accept what I have done for you with peace of mind?! ”

The excited Sima Tulan didn't care about what others were talking about, but Yi Huaiyu couldn't help but care, seeing that Sima Tulan had a posture of making a big fuss, he hurriedly took a deep breath and grabbed her arm, and couldn't help but drag people into the room. 173

"Do you still think that there are not enough ugly things in the Sima family, and you want more people to see the jokes? I didn't want to involve you and Yu'er so I didn't deal with Yao Junxian directly, otherwise why bother to make his death an 'accident', just find someone to kill him, wouldn't it be over? You are not the only one who suffers and suffers in this world, what kind of queen can you be if you can't bear this grievance! ”

"For my sake and my children, this excuse is so merciful." Sima Tulan sneered, "Don't think I don't understand your purpose. The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, you are afraid that directly attacking your uncle will attract the public rebellion of the Yu Party, and you are afraid that the history books a hundred years later will say that you are bloodthirsty and kill courtiers indiscriminately, and I am even more afraid that my brother will take this opportunity to raise troops to make trouble! That day, I heard that my uncle had a quarrel with Shen Junfang in the early dynasty, and I thought it was strange, how could your thoughtful national teacher make such a reckless move? It wasn't until my uncle died suddenly that I realized that what grievances and inconsistencies were all created by you, just to make your uncle's statement that he took the initiative to attack Shen Junfang not be suspected, and even the cold reception of Suiliang was fake, the three of you have long colluded to act in this drama together, am I right? ”

Yi Huaiyu never denied that Sima Dolan was sensitive and intelligent, which was one of the reasons why he was attracted to her at the beginning, but at this time, he would rather she not understand anything and not see anything clearly, so at least he could continue to be ruthless, and he didn't have to feel guilty and annoyed like now.

She had never done anything wrong, but he just couldn't convince himself to be close to her.

Yi Chenyu was still crying, crying so much that his throat was hoarse, and tears rippled on his little face that was bruised from the cold. Sima Tulan couldn't get Yi Huaiyu's answer and didn't expect him to answer, so she calmed down and hugged the child and coaxed her, and soon there was only silence in the room.

"Do you know why I don't want to come to see Yu'er?" After a long time, Yi Chenjing spoke hoarsely.

Sima Tulan hugged the child in a daze, and it took a long time before she whispered: "Because of you and her child." ”

"So you know." Sighing and then smiling lowly, Yi Huaiyu walked to Sima Tulan's side, his fingertips gently slid over Yi Chenyu's sleeping little face, and there was a little melancholy in his eyes, "Yun'er was in a trance for a long time because of Si'er's death, and she had to erase that memory to live." In fact, I envy her very much, at least she won't be sad if she forgets, but I can't forget, every time I see Yu'er, I think of the child who died before he could speak, do you understand what kind of torture it is? I am already the king of a country, but I can't even protect my own children under duress, let alone the country? Every night as soon as I close my eyes, I dream that Yao Junxian has turned into a ten-zhang tall monster, smiling and smashing the country I have worked so hard to build...... After he died, I was finally able to sleep peacefully. ”

As a common person, you have to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt, as a prince and general, you have to worry about speculating about the king's will, and as a king, the son of heaven has to always think about protecting his throne and protecting the imperial power in his hands, and the weight on his shoulders is naturally not comparable with that of ordinary people and princes.

Sima Tulan looked up at the crackling brazier, and her eyes red by the firelight flowed with compassion: "I understand that it is not easy for you, so try not to trouble you, even if you snub me and watch out for me all the time, I will still do my best to clean up the harem for you and balance the relationship between you and your uncle and brother." ”

The slightly messy broken hair on her sideburns slipped quietly, and Sima Dolan felt that the congregation of emotions in her chest became more and more intense, as if if she didn't say it again, she would be crushed and destroyed by this emotion, or lose her mind like Su Shiyun at that time, and the walking corpse would live a lifetime.

"You say you envy Su Shiyun, why don't I? That's right, she was born poor, and she obviously has your infatuation but can't sit in the back seat, but she has always been the person you miss the most in your heart, and what about me? The only people in this world who are willing to unconditionally give everything for you are me and Lian Suiliang, you are clear in your heart, but you still choose to alienate me, just because I am Sima Tulan, Sima Yuan's sister, and Yao Junxian's pawn! ”

Yi Chenyu, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up, and his cries sounded again, but this time no one came to coax him, allowing him to cry hoarsely.

The tearful mother and the conflicting father are not his saviors at the moment.

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