No one understood why Rong Zhao suddenly wanted to return to the Chu Palace.

"Well, how can I leave the palace? I will hold a celebration banquet for you later. "Emperor Xiaojing said.

Rong Zhao shouted: "I don't care, I can't stay any longer, I want to leave here." ”

That was the place where Rong Zhao's heart couldn't be touched, she thought she had forgotten, she had forgotten, after all, she was reborn, and she didn't have anything to think about. But Emperor Xiaojing suddenly mentioned the child, and mentioned the thoughts of the heart, like a sharp needle picking out the thorns embedded in her flesh.

Xinxin's tragic death, and that child, the child she strangled with the cruelest means of time.

All the memories are like a raging fire, and all the internal organs of Rong Zhao are burned. She only felt cold and shivering all over her body, as if she could hear the cry of a child in the distance, such a heart-rending howl, wandering from the direction of Zhaoyang Palace.

"Go, go. Rong Zhao didn't wait for Emperor Xiaojing to speak, and pulled Xiao Junjue away, "I want to go back, go back." ”

"This ······" Emperor Xiaojing was confused, and looked at Chao'en, who was also unclear.

Chang En wondered, "Is it that the princess was frightened by being taken away?" ”

Emperor Xiaojing's eyelids jumped, "Maybe." He smiled again and said happily: "Have you noticed that the King of Chu is a little different?" ”

In the past, he always said that Xiao Junjue either didn't say anything, or just hummed, which was counted as an answer. Today, I can say a few more complete words to him. Although those few words were only rhetorical, they made him very happy.

I just feel that by him like this, their father-son relationship is a lot closer.

Chang En smiled and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Chu will know about the saint's calf licking sooner or later. He smiled again: "Didn't the saint see the little action of the prince and the princess just now? Old slave, look, the day when the saint wants to hold the dragon and phoenix fetus is not far off. ”

"Haha. Emperor Xiaojing Lang Lang smiled and said, "Why didn't I see it, just because of Zhaozhao, he said a few more words to me." ”

"Perhaps, through the princess of Chu, the relationship between the saint and the king of Chu can be repaired. After speaking, Chang En snorted, "The old slave should die, the old slave has a lot of mouths." ”

"You dog-mouthed, it's a lot of mouth, but it's the truth. Emperor Xiaojing scolded with a smile.

"It would be nice to be like a normal father and son. After a pause, the smile on Emperor Xiaojing's face gradually faded, sighed slightly, and said, "It's just that this time he is probably weird again." ”

If it is said that the person who knows Emperor Xiaojing best in this world is not the queen or any concubine, but only this Chang En Chang father-in-law. Chang En helped him sit down, and asked the palace maid to clean up the pastries that Princess Chu had scattered on the ground, and said, "The King of Chu doesn't know that the saint is doing this for his good." ”

"I know he's capable, but ah, can't be too capable. If you are too capable, you will become a thorn in the side of others, and you will become the target of public criticism. Emperor Xiaojing narrowed his eyes slightly, and said quietly.

If there are too many military achievements and too much limelight, the light will become a thorn in the eyes of others.

Xiao Junjue is destined to miss the throne, but he wants to protect him, after his death, no matter which prince inherits the unification, Xiao Junjue can get out of the way, even if he doesn't have the name of the god of war, as long as his life is safe.

"But I will also compensate him, it's not a good thing to be too weak, and it's good to make people jealous. Emperor Xiaojing's gaze fell on the holy decree on the imperial case, and his mind slowly sank.

"Ahem, cough, ······" Emperor Xiaojing coughed heavily.

Chang En hurriedly presented a stack of silk scarves and stroked his back, "The saint should be careful of his body." He saw a trace of blood on the handkerchief of Emperor Xiaojing's mouth, his face was shocked, and he said in a trembling voice: "Shengshang~" and hurriedly ordered: "Go and call the imperial doctor." ”

Emperor Xiaojing waved his hand, "No need." ”

"Holy. Chang En was anxious.

Emperor Xiaojing waved his hand to let the others leave, and said: "The imperial doctor will prescribe those medicines that strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan, and my tongue is bitter every day when I eat it, and it is not good, so it is okay not to eat it." Chang En, help me go back to bed and rest, I'm a little tired. ”

"The Holy One should not hide from the doctor. Chang En lamented and sighed.

In just a few dozen steps, Emperor Xiaojing caused another cough, and Chang En gave him a wide coat, and slowly lay on the bed, "I don't know how much time I have left, I'm afraid I won't live for a few years." ”

Chang En's eyes were full of tears, "The saint has a long life, a long life, a hundred years old, no, long live." ”

"Hehe, you, you'll coax me. Emperor Xiaojing was stunned and said: "But ah, I have a few more years to live, and I don't feel at ease if I don't see Junjue have children." Otherwise, when I got to the bottom, Concubine Wan asked me what my grandson looked like, and how I would answer her. ”

He was only in his early forties, but he was older than his peers, and there were a few wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "Chang En, I miss her." Back then, I should have believed her. Tears fell deep in the wrinkles and flowed down the pillow, "I have to compensate Junjue, and I have to protect his side, so that when I get down, she will forgive me a little." ”

Close your eyes, "Alright, you go down and sleep for a while." ”

When he returned home, Rong Zhao kept sitting on the bed, covering himself tightly with the quilt, looking frightened. Xiao Junjue kept comforting her beside her, but it didn't work at all.

Suddenly, she grabbed Xiao Junjue's hand and begged: "Xiao Junjue, don't we want children, okay?" I don't want children, I don't want children. ”

"Okay, we don't, don't. Xiao Junjue didn't know why Rong Zhao had such a big change after Emperor Xiaojing mentioned the child, and she could even say that she wanted to give him a concubine, which she would never allow before. He hugged Rong Zhao, "We are still young, so we are not in a hurry." ”

"No, not for a while, for ever, never. Rong Zhao shouted excitedly.

"Good, don't, never. Xiao Junjue gently patted her back, like coaxing a child, her voice was very soft, "I never thought about having children before, so even if I don't, I don't mind, just let the two of us live like this for the rest of our lives." ”

cried for a long time in Xiao Junjue's arms, Xiao Junjue asked her what was going on, and she just shook her head. His embrace was warm, and it gradually calmed her mind. By the time Rong Zhao woke up, it was already the middle of the night, and Xiao Junjue was asleep beside him, and it was silent in the middle of the night, only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves by the window.

Today she lost her temper, an uncontrollable gaffe. Even though it is a lifetime, those children are her deepest scars, and they hurt all over her body.

Who made her hurt so much? It was Rong Xi, if it weren't for her, Xiao Jinyu wouldn't have beaten her to death because Xinxin wasn't his child, if it weren't for her, Niannian wouldn't have been thrown into the oil pot by her cramps, if it weren't for her, her children would be both.

Rong Zhao's eyes flashed with a grim look, and she sat up, a beautiful and weird smile on her lips.

Rong Xi, I almost forgot where you are still holding in the palm of my hand.

She covered Xiao Junjue with a quilt and tiptoed out of bed.

"Autumn water. He whispered to the outside.

Qiushui heard the movement and hurriedly came in, "What do you want from Miss?"

"Tell Nighthawk to prepare the carriage, I'm going to go out. He said while dressing Rongzhao.

"Miss has to go out so late, it's better to wait for tomorrow. "Autumn waterway.

Rong Zhao glanced at her coldly, "You are doing more and more things now." ”

Qiushui's heart trembled, and he said, "Yes, this is what the slave and maid do." ”

Xiao Junjue has always slept lightly and woke up early. When Rong Zhao went out, he opened his eyes.

It's so late to prepare the carriage to go out, where is this going?

The more Xiao Junjue thought about it, the more weird he felt, and Rong Zhao was too abnormal today, so he didn't hesitate, he put on his clothes and went out.

Rong Zhao's carriage went straight to the mansion in Xicheng, and seeing that Rong Xi was still angry, Rong Zhao felt a little more comfortable.

Now Rong Xi is no longer human, his tongue has been cut, his eyes are blind, and the scars on his face seem to be crawling with insects, and he feels disgusting when he looks at it.

But Rong Zhao knew that she still heard it.

Rong Xi nailed Rong Zhao's face with the only remaining eye hideously and terrifyingly, Rong Zhao has lost baby fat, and now it is even more amazing, the beauty makes people jealous, can not be forced to look at, and the inhuman Rong Xi is simply an extremely sharp contrast.

"It's been a long time, Xi'er. It was like a delicate rose slowly blooming on her cheeks, and Rong Zhao was smiling brightly, faintly.

"Tut-tut, how did my sister become this ghost?" Rong Zhao shook his head again and again, glanced at Nighthawk, and said in a strange tone: "Nighthawk, why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, this move is too ruthless, look at my good sister who used to be as beautiful as a flower, after processing it with your hand, it is really ingenious." ”

Nighthawk throated, Princess, I was acting on your orders, why do you blame me now?

He arched his hand towards Rong Zhao, "The subordinates obey the orders of the princess, and naturally they must do their best." ”

"You didn't do your best, you still have one eye, I hate the way she looks at me, it's so vicious, it's like a ghost. I'll be gone in a minute, and I'll blind that eye too. ”

The corners of Nighthawk's mouth twitched irrepressibly, the princess was too ruthless.

Rong Xi let out a hoarse cheer in his throat, unable to speak, and his face was flushed.

The feeling of happiness in Rong Zhao's heart was about to overflow, and he smiled, "Seeing you, my heart is much happier, and I finally know the benefits of keeping you." As long as I am in a bad mood and think about your miserable situation, I will feel extremely happy. ”

Suddenly, her smile retracted, and Rong Xi's eyes were like the tongue of a poisonous snake, full of poison, just like the way she looked at herself when she threw the eldest prince into the oil pot. Vicious, but hides ridicule.

She was laughing at her for killing her own child.

So what is she laughing at now? Why is she laughing at her?