He Ye beckoned, let Tong'an follow him, the uncle and nephew left the inner hall, to the more dense attic, here is open to the south, looking down at the red plum outside the Zichen Palace, the window is set up with a wide couch knee case, the ground is covered with a thick felt carpet, not long after sitting, naturally there are palace people to present refreshments, holding charcoal basins, hot drinks are Tong'an's favorite apricot cheese, the entrance is crisp and sweet.

Tong'an is familiar with her uncle's temperament, but she has never had the elegance of appreciating flowers and listening to music, and she has never used charcoal warmth to drive away the cold, so she came to this attic specially to take care of her habits, she was very excited, but when the smile was strong, she listened to a sentence coldly.

"Tong'an was young at that time, so he didn't like flattery, and he was very defensive about those who were inexplicably courteous, not to mention making good friends, although Liu Qiniang was the queen's sister, she had no friendship with Tong'an in the past, and it involved the private secrets of the palace, and Tong'an would not be unobtrusive to Liu Qiniang."

Of course, the last four words were not good words, which suddenly made Tong An's smile stiffen at the corners of his lips.

But He Ye's expression was still gentle, and even a little narrow: "Uncle doesn't think that Liu Qiniang's talent is enough to make your heart break, let alone that you can't see through Liu Qiniang's bad intentions, Liu Qiniang probably thinks that she is smart enough to play with your pampered golden branches and jade leaves, she is self-righteous, arrogant and ignorant, my girl, I won't listen to her rhetoric and tell right and wrong." ”

Tong An originally wanted to plead, but the rhetoric of "Aunt Seven is not an outsider" was blocked in her uncle's throat, her shocked gaze was completely powerless to resist her uncle's insightful eyes, she lowered her eyes, saw her slightly twitching fingertips, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was more sour or more afraid.

He Ye didn't reply to his niece, he poured a full teacup, tasted it slowly, and looked farther away, the vaguely visible market pattern.

"It is true that Aunt Seventh took the initiative to mention the matter of avoiding the child...... On the same day, Mrs. Huayang and Aunt Seven gossiped with me, Mrs. Huayang mentioned the eldest mother, saying that the eldest mother prayed every day, hoping that the heirs of the heavenly family would be prosperous, and the seventh aunt realized that when she got married, Mrs. Xiao specially handed over the soup recipe to avoid the child, which can be used to recuperate the body. ”

After speaking, he glanced at his uncle timidly, and quickly lowered his eyelids: "Tong'an heard that Mrs. Huayang and Aunt Seven did it intentionally, nothing more, nothing more...... It is implied that in the past ten years, the reason why Uncle has only had an only son is because of his uncle...... Be prepared. ”

So Tong'an actually didn't believe that Eleven Niang had taken the child soup herself, and she couldn't figure out whether Tian Bu Wedge could diagnose the cause of "no pregnancy", she just wanted to take this opportunity to say this thing and plant doubts in her uncle's heart.

He Ye chuckled: "Look, I'll just say that my girl won't be so stupid, where will she not see through the intentions of the Ren family." ”

"Uncle! Tong'an knew that Mrs. Huayang and Aunt Seven wanted to take advantage of me, but, but I was really worried, if my uncle and mother were really ......"

"Your uncle didn't hide from me about using secret recipes to recuperate." He Ye interrupted Tong Anyan's insincere explanation: "She can't act even more incommitted, Ren thinks it's so twitchy, Tong'an, I know that I have neglected you all these years, making you worry and depressed, Uncle is very self-blaming, but you don't have to worry, we are family, even if time goes by, personnel changes, Uncle will still be Uncle Tong'an in the end, just like in the past, no matter what wishes Tong'an has, Uncle will try his best to meet it." ”

Will it really be the same as it used to be?

Tong An looked at his brocade dress, tears soaked into the embroidery, only to feel that his cheeks were hot but his heart was cold.

It's been different for a long time, uncle.

Tong'an is no longer the most important family in your heart, if in the past, you knew that I didn't like the queen, you would definitely alienate and snub her, and warn her not to offend me, how could you demolish me in order to defend her?

You're the only family to me, but I'm not to you anymore.

But she was soon smiling again, though her eyes were still red.

"Uncle, keep it in mind."

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Since the Ming Dynasty, the birthday of the Son of Heaven is called the Tianchang Festival, according to the convention, of course, it is to feast and celebrate together, but He Ye's birthday this year is very simple, nothing more than to set up a few tables of family banquets on the Fengfeng Building by the Taiye Pool, but not because of the restrictions of the national funeral, but because today's son believes that the current society has not been revived and prosperous, internal and external troubles still exist, and it is contrary to the way of virtue and extravagance to mobilize the public to squander and extravagance for the birthday, and the style of luxury is not allowed, the king of a country must lead by example, his birthday insists on frugality, and the birthday of the Empress Dowager Wei in the coming year, of course, there is no nominal extravagance.

Although the birthday was simple, the pleasant atmosphere was not affected, He Ye had a good drink, and he no longer cared about government affairs on this day, and returned to Penglai Hall after the banquet, he was too lazy to breathe and force away the wine, and woke up from a heavy sleep, just in the dead of night.

Eleven Niang did not rest today, in the kitchen Zhang a few dishes to nourish the stomach and relieve hangover, seeing that His Majesty the Emperor was refreshed after a good sleep, very considerate let the palace people set the table.

Thoughtfulness is not won by gratitude.

It can really be said that after being full of wine and food, His Majesty the Emperor didn't seem to appreciate it very much, the elder's body tilted on the couch, his arm propped up his head, and his middle finger tapped his knee: "The queen plans to deal with the past like this today?" ”

Shi Niang was very sensitive to the fact that the emperor's mood seemed to take a sharp turn for the worse.

Of course, she is not optimistic about "coping with the past like this", every year of her birth, as long as someone is not fighting outside, then she must be greedy all night, but now there is no more leisure in the warm pavilion, and His Majesty the Emperor does not need to use words to ridicule, but today he did not take the initiative to enter the "main topic", not to mention that ridicule is not like ridicule, it is a bit yin and yang.

The queen had already loosened her hair in a loose bun and washed away the lead, just because she was alert in her heart, her attitude was extremely relaxed, as if she was a little seductive, and she seemed to have more coquettishness, flickering eyelashes, and a playful tone: "What is the intention of the saint?" ”

He Ye still didn't appreciate it, squinted his eyebrows, and was moody: "Birthday ceremony, is the queen forgotten?" ”

This year's birthday ceremony, it really makes Eleven Niang waste her mind, and it is difficult to come up with any new tricks, but this year is He Ye's first birthday after ascending to the pole, as the first birthday of the Ninety-Five Emperor, of course she will not slack off, so as to avoid racking her brains, but in the morning, the birthday gift has already been offered? !

"That piece of Nine Dragons Jade is not in line with the Holy Lord's wishes?"

"What piece of jade do I still lack?"

Eleven Niang: ......

It's the rhythm of talking.

The Son of Heaven sits in the world, of course, there is no shortage of a piece of jade, although this piece of jade from the material to the pattern, the waste of Eleven Niang a lot of thought to personally choose the painting structure, supervising the craftsman to carefully carve out, although it can not be called priceless, it is also unique, but the unusual place is nothing more than the condensation of her mind, the Son of Heaven is called "not lacking", emphasizing how meaningful?

Could it be that the emperor is still drunk and is drunk?!

Eleven Niang reviewed herself, she didn't make a mistake during this time, so as not to anger Tianwei, I really don't know what medicine He Ye took wrong, she knew that she shouldn't care, but she was inexplicably annoyed, and turned her face: "The concubine body really can't think of it, the saint is now expensive for the ninety-five, and there is still something lacking." ”

In the corner of his eye, he saw He Ye suddenly sitting upright, and the movement was so loud that it made Eleven Niang's spine straight.

"What am I missing, you don't know?" These words even carry a thick ridicule, but they are not thunderous, like a piano music that suddenly stops when it is sad, and the aftermath is not full of sorrow.

The inexplicable pressure forced Xiang Shi Niang's chest, and she could clearly feel the trembling in her heart.

Something must have happened, something she hadn't foreseen.

As soon as her shoulders were warm, and then her whole body was turned over, Eleven Niang passively faced a pair of cold eyes.

He Ye was already trying to suppress his annoyance: "On the night of the canonization ceremony, I sued the queen, hoping that Chi'er would add another brother and sister...... Does the queen have anything to say? ”

It turned out that this incident happened.

Eleven Niang got up and knelt down under the seat: "The concubine body is indeed still hiding from Your Majesty, taking the child avoidance soup, because the concubine is worried that Chi'er is still in her infancy, if she is distracted by the saint and the concubine's identity in the young son, Chi'er may not mind that her parents favor the younger brother and snub him. ”

After these words, there was silence in the warm pavilion.

Of course, Shi Niang knew that she might be able to hide the matter of taking the Shunzi Soup, and she might not be able to hide it from the ordinary medical officer of the Shang Pharmacy, and she would never be able to hide Tian Bu Wedge, who was quite proficient in various poison techniques, and this matter would happen sooner or later, but she really couldn't think of an excuse to refute He Ye's wish that day.

Of course, she is not worried that Chi'er will have a cannibalistic misery between her siblings and compatriots, although the heavenly brothers close the wall, it is not uncommon in the history books, but it is not a law, what she is really worried about is - if she can't avoid turning against He Ye, they can only end up in life and death, and the trauma brought to Chi'er has made her irreparable for the rest of her life, how can she involve more children and get involved in the grievances between her parents?

Before Pei Zheng was able to show off the snow, she did not plan to have any more children.

Of course, such a reason can't be declared, so she can only hide it for the time being, racking her brains to find another explanation.

But Eleven Niang herself knew that the reason for avoiding the wall was too far-fetched and not convincing enough, especially since that person was He Ye.

He Ye did see through Eleven Niang's weakness and couldn't help it.

Every word is a lie, a perfunctory, and a deception.

But since she chose to do so, she didn't plan to be honest with him, if she asked......

He Ye realized that maybe the rift between the two would be difficult to repair, and he couldn't figure out what Shi Niang was worried about, what he was afraid of, and why he didn't dare to explain the trouble.

But at this moment, he knows in his heart that he just doesn't want to lose her, so what's the point of pursuing it?

So he stretched out his hand and pulled up the stubborn woman under the seat, pushed her down on the bed in a loud noise, and with a wave of his hand, rolled down the brocade tent and hung it down.

There has never been such a strong kiss, He Ye clearly sensed the struggle and resistance, but he couldn't stop, and there was no way to warm the veins, he closed his eyes, his heart was cold, and he looked angry, but he knew that he was at a loss.

Until I can no longer feel the struggle, until my lips and tongue taste the saltiness.

His fingers caressed her cheeks, dripping with the heat and dampness.

He Ye got up slowly, not daring to look at Shi Niang's disappointed or numb expression at this time.

After a long time, he opened the tent, stepped on the felt blanket barefoot, pushed open one of the windows of the warm pavilion, and breathed a deep cold breath.

More and more, I don't know what to do.

The faint sound of footsteps, stopping, stopping behind him, and then some cold hands, grasping his still hot fingers.

"I was wrong, but Holy One, can't you be considerate again?"