One

After Rong Lan's death, for a long time, Dengli couldn't be happy. Only by holding his son Ying'er can he laugh and forget his troubles for a while.

Shu'er knows that it takes time to forget a relationship. It's just time.

Therefore, she is more gentle and charming than ever. She believed that she could heal the emotional wounds in his heart.

But she never said anything about it. His reward.

Now, Rong Lan is newly mourned, and he is still in pain, and it is not the right time.

As long as it is a matter of course, he will naturally give it to her. She wasn't worried at all.

Looking at the harem, except for Mrs. Shu, who is still an opponent in addition to her thousands of favors?

The position of the queen is already in the palm of your hand.

Unconsciously, all the people in the harem have begun to call her "Niangniang". She didn't agree, but she didn't object either.

Dengli didn't seem to react to these changes, except for occasional frowns.

No one knew that what he was wrestling with was the oath.

What should I say to Shu'er? She was full of anticipation, but he was afraid that she would mention the promise.

Forget it, let's wait a minute. The letter of marriage has been sent, but that does not mean that the family affair will be successful. Perhaps, the Tang Emperor will not agree. If he doesn't agree, he can't be considered a breach of his oath. What you have to do, you have already done it, and the rest, let it be fate.

But in his heart, only Shu'er is the queen he wants.

He had never been so infatuated with a woman as he was now. In the past, she was young and beautiful, but now, after giving birth to a child, she has a lot of charm. She is as quiet as a virgin, as if she is a rabbit, her smile, every move, all fascinate him.

This is a stunner given to him by God, and this is the greatest benefit that Datang has given him.

Thinking of Datang, he was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

A few years ago, due to a plague, many livestock died, and some grain and grass were scarce, so he simply led his troops to Taiyuan. Taiyuan is a famous and wealthy place in the Tang Dynasty, the treasury is full of grain, gold, silver and jewelry, and he is dazzled.

This trip is a full return. They plundered countless cattle and horses, 10,000 loads of grain, and carts full of gold and silver.

He thought contemptuously, under the fame, in fact, it is difficult to deserve, the defenders of the Tang Dynasty, under the attack of the brave Hui soldiers, collapsed. How can such an army defend the country?

The biggest gain of this trip is that he has the confidence to defeat Datang.

The territory of Datang and the wealth of Datang make his ambition like a raging flame that cannot be extinguished.

On this point, he could not agree with Prime Minister Don Mohe's opinion.

During the trip to Taiyuan, he originally planned to let Don Mohe lead his troops, but just mentioning it, he was strongly opposed by Don Mohe. Therefore, he had to send troops himself.

When he returned victoriously and ostentatiously showed the loot to Donmohe, he just shook his head silently.

Dengli said with a smile: "My cousin's only shortcoming is that he is arrogant and has magnified Datang's strength. You see, with only a few thousand people, I took the important town of Taiyuan, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, didn't he even dare to put a fart? It is no wonder that An Lushan would go straight to Chang'an back then. In time, when I return to the army and become strong, I will wave my army south to the Central Plains, and one day, see me sitting in Chang'an. ”

At the moment, Dengli said with great ambition and confidence, only to hear that Mo He was dumbfounded.

"The reason why Datang doesn't care about these small actions is that the overall situation is the most important and forbearance first, but it is not a sign of cowardice. The princes of the Tang Dynasty, millions of soldiers, and loyal and brave people like Guo Ziyi should not be underestimated. The khan should not act recklessly in the future. Don Mohe persuaded.

Dengli smiled slightly, said that he was not the same, and no longer answered, but in his heart, he didn't think so.

His ambition will sooner or later bring Hui into a place of no return. Don Mohe thought.

Two

Shu'er coaxed Ying'er leisurely, humming a little song in her mouth. Ying'er opened a pair of round eyes and looked at her mother intently.

Shu'er held her hair in a high bun and wore a light green thin shirt, her expression was kind and gentle, and her heart was satisfied and happy.

The years are quiet, warm and calm, approximately, it refers to such an artistic conception.

Bi'er was playing a fan on the side, smiling, looking at a pair of mother and son who were like pink jade.

Ding Shun, the chief manager, stood at the door and said respectfully: "Madam, the tribe has sent dozens of different kinds of flowers, and the Khan knows that Madame likes flowers, so he asked to move to Qingluan Palace." You see, where is the right place to put it? ”

Shu'er stopped the song and smiled, "Put it all outside the corridor." What kind of flowers are they? ”

Ding Shun said humbly: "The villain doesn't know much about flowers, and he can't name them, but he thinks they are all very beautiful." ”

Shu'er gently put Ying'er on the couch, and looked at Ding Shun while fanning: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand the flowers, if you don't understand the people in this palace, I'm afraid, you won't be a qualified manager." ”

Ding Shun was nervous for a while: "If there is anything wrong with the villain, I hope that Mrs. will give you advice." ”

Shu'er smiled and said: "Your clan brother Ding Si, Yu Khan has the grace to save his life, and this palace will naturally not embarrass you." It's just that I heard in this palace that some of the minions who came out of Fengyi Palace love to chew the root of their tongues, and they don't know the rules, they don't know, can the chief know about it? ”

Ding Shun said uneasily: "Since the funeral of the queen's mother, most of the people in Fengyi Palace have been scattered elsewhere, maybe there are ignorant slaves, but I don't know, I don't know, which slave dares to talk nonsense?" ”

Shu'er smiled but didn't answer, and turned her face away.

Ding Si thought hard and asked tentatively, "Are you talking about apricots?" ”

Bi'er interjected on the side: "Manager Ding, you have done a good job." Even the mother has heard about it, you don't know?! ”

Ding Si sweated, and hurriedly said: "The villain is lonely and unheard, and he is unaware of it for a while, and he is willing to listen to the girl's advice." ”

Bi'er said coldly: "A few days ago, I passed by the small garden, and I overheard her crying, saying that her master died unjustly, and what nonsense about retribution and the like. also said that even if the queen died, our lady would not be able to be the bastard of the lord of the harem! Fortunately, I heard this, and if it were someone else, I would still think that the queen was killed by our wife. ”

Ding Shun was sweating profusely and nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, the girl taught me a lesson." ”

Ding Shun asked tentatively, "So, what should I do?" ”

Bi'er said disdainfully: "What's so difficult about that. ”

Ding Shun bowed his head: "Madame is now in charge of the harem, so naturally she has to listen to Madame's orders." ”

Shu'er stood up, picked up a flower in a vase, gently plucked a petal, and said calmly: "Which flower is not good-looking, just pick it off." Do you still need to ask this palace? ”

Ding Shun had an epiphany and said continuously: "Yes, the villain knows how to do it." Slowly stepped back.

Bi'er shook the fan vigorously and said happily: "In the future, there will be no more eyesores in this palace, it can be regarded as quieter!" ”

Indeed, after getting rid of the mouthy Xing'er, no one will mention Rong Lan again, and there will be no trace of Rong Lan anymore.

The gate to Fengyi Palace can be unimpeded without any trouble. Shu'er thought.

Two days later, Xing'er finally went away because she missed her old master. Everyone in the palace sighed: What a loyal servant martyr!

Three

When Ying'er was six months old, Shu'er was pleasantly surprised to find that she was pregnant again.

This joy, even more than the first time, made her really relieved.

That's because she can finally give birth to a child for Dengli.

For a long time, she had been feeling sorry for her, facing Dengli and Ying'er every day, and she was indescribably depressed in her heart.

As Ying'er grows up day by day, this feeling becomes stronger and stronger.

Dengli was immersed in the joy of having a son and everything, who would have thought that this child, who loved like a treasure, was not his own flesh and blood.

Now, it's finally time to repay the kindness of Dengri. Shu'er stroked her stomach, her heart full of gratitude and happiness.

God gave me this child to repay my husband's love. She thought.

At the same time, she also has the confidence and confidence to propose a reward to Dengli.

Although now, he is already the master of the harem in the actual sense, but no matter how favored he is, he is still a concubine who is not rightly named, and he cannot be elegant.

Being a queen is a temptation that every woman cannot resist.

What's more, I have to fight for a position as a sister-in-law for my children.

In this case, he should not hesitate to say yes. Perhaps, he was waiting for himself to open his mouth to him. She thought.

The mother of a country, honoring the world. What a glory. About the father, I will be proud and proud of this.

So, at a time when she thought it was appropriate, she decided not to wait any longer.

That night, Dengli sat Ying'er on his lap and was kissing his delicate little face. Ying'er let out a big laugh, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of love.

Shu'er smiled and said: "I heard that in a few days, the Khan is going to go to Fugui City, and the concubines are afraid that they will not take care of the miscellaneous affairs in this palace." ”

Dengli smiled: "How come? You've never handled it very well. ”

Shu'er said: "This time is different from the past, and the concubine is afraid that she will not be able to do it." ”

Dengli was surprised: "What's the matter?" ”

Shu'er whispered shyly: "The concubine is pregnant." ”

There was a moment of sluggishness, and then a pleasant surprise.

"Oh my God, you're my baby!" He happily hugged Ying'er in one hand and Shu'er in the other.

Shu'er smiled: "Put it down." ”

Dengli said excitedly: "If you have another son, it will be called 'Wu'." One Ying and One Martial is the title of my father Khan, and there is no more suitable name than this! ”

Gently putting down Shu'er, Dengli said excitedly: "In this case, I won't go to this rich city, just call my cousin instead." ”

Shu'er hesitated slightly: "This, is it appropriate?" ”

"What could be more important than your body?" Denri Road.

Shu'er pursed her lips and smiled: "Does the Khan remember the promise he made to his concubine?" ”

"What?" Dengli asked casually.

"The Khan once said that if a concubine gives birth to a son for you, even if you want the moon in the sky, you will also take it off for your concubine. Does Khan remember? ”

Dengli was stunned for a moment, and slowly retracted his smile: "Yes, I remember." ”

Shu'er didn't care about his subtle changes, and said softly: "Now that the queen has passed away for half a year, and the harem is empty, does the khan have a suitable candidate?" ”

She smiled and looked at Denri affectionately.

Dengli panicked.

How to answer?

Tell her that the queen has already been selected? He wants to remarry Rong Lan's sister as his wife?

He couldn't bear to look at her disappointed look.

He hugged Ying'er in a panic, pretending to tease the child.

Shu'er was slightly stunned.

He's dodging.

"Isn't that great?" Dengli said in a low voice, and in his words, there was obviously no confidence.

He's talking about him. He had no intention of making a poster.

Why? Doesn't he love her enough?

Love her, don't you want to give her the best?!

Shu'er was shocked.

She had to face up to Denri.

Is Rong Lan too deep in his heart?

Or, is he not as good as the dead Rong Lan at all?

Shu'er didn't continue to ask. There was no explanation in the denri.

The truth must be ugly.

That night, neither of them discussed this issue any further. On the contrary, deliberately, it was avoided.

However, this problem, like a layer of miasma, separates the husband and wife who were originally in love with each other.

Since then, Dengli has treated Shu'er more considerately and favorably than before, but he still never mentions the future.

I thought that the rear position was at my fingertips, far away, hanging in the air.

Because of that, Shu'er couldn't guess.

The reaction of pregnancy is becoming stronger day by day, and Shu'er's attention has gradually shifted from that ethereal back position to herself.

With two children in hand, everything, it's just a matter of time.

Perhaps, Rong Lan's death has brought him too deep a wound, and he needs time to repair it. She thought.