In fact, his father is also a man who is very affectionate and sexual, otherwise he would not still miss her many years after the death of Queen Ji's mother, and find Concubine Lan who looks like her.

"That's why Qingyuan resents you?"

The emperor nodded heavily: "He blames me for being ignorant and mediocre, he doesn't know right and wrong, he mistreats his mother, and lets their mother and son taste the warmth and coldness of the world, and suffer all the suffering." ”

"How can I blame you for this?" She can understand the pain of her father, what else can he do in the face of a woman who loves deeply, but also hates deeply, can't love, but can't forget her feelings, wants to hate but can't hate completely, what else can he do?

"Yan'er, thank you. I read that right, you really are a kind girl. ”

"The daughter-in-law doesn't dare to be it." She shook her head and said, "Rong Yan'er is brave, has my father ever thought that Queen Ji may have been wronged?" Not to mention that her father treats her with deep affection, she has no reason to do this, just mentioning that after she is a country, her every move is noticed, how can it be possible to get a man into the harem without a trace? ”

"What you said makes a lot of sense, I thought about it later, and on the day this broke out, I obviously said that I would go to find her tonight, how could she --- this is too coincidental, especially since she was in a coma at the time---"

"That's it, will it --- she's been knocked unconscious?" And those who can do this must be people who are very close to her and can gain her trust.

Thinking about Qingyuan's unusual gloomy look when he mentioned Qinghuai, will it ---

He nodded heavily: "There is this possibility, but at that time, I had completely lost my mind, and let her be wronged and grieved, but I didn't listen to a word, and rashly convicted her. ”

Yan Ran heard the clue from his words: "Could it be that --- father and emperor already know who is in the middle of the trouble?" ”

"There is more or less a bottom, there will be no second person besides her."

"Is it --- Empress Fu?" She plucked up her courage.

The emperor was surprised: "You also know? ”

"Guess, since my father knows, why ---?"

"I have my difficulties, if I can convict a country of future crimes based on one-sided words, how can I convince the people of the world? And how to face Qinghuai? They are all my sons! ”

It turned out that his father was under so much pressure in his heart, and he lost his beloved woman, he was more bitter than anyone else, but he still had to support himself, and who understands his sadness?

"Yan'er knows her father's suffering, but what about Qingyuan? He is the most innocent victim in this feud, don't you think it's too unfair to treat him? ”

She felt a deep chill for her husband.

For so many years, living alone in a corner where no one cares and no one cares, his heart must be very sad, even if he is suffering, he can't find someone to talk to---

She finally understood why he was so suspicious and lonely at the first sight of him, covering himself with cold frost and not letting anyone approach---

"I also want to make amends, but --- Qingyuan has a deep grudge, what else can I do?" Facing her gentle and lovely, the emperor unconsciously poured out the sentimentality in his heart.

His dignity and majesty did not allow him to pull down his face and ask his son for peace. In front of others, he always pretends to be tough and proudly shows that he doesn't care about anything, but Qingyuan is the only blood and bone he has with his beloved woman, how can he not care? That's the delicate girl they sincerely prayed to God and looked forward to for a long time!

Besides, what if you have the world? He has lost his confidant and son, no matter how noble and glorious his identity is? That doesn't hide that he's just a failed father---

Seeing the emperor sad, seeing the father and son treating each other coldly, seeing Qingyuan depressed and unhappy--- seeing all this, she was really sad.

"So be it! Father, can you have a good talk with Qingyuan calmly? Maybe he'll listen. ”

The emperor shook his head: "You may not know how stubborn he is. ”

"How do you know if you don't try?" Yanran wanted to come down. "In two days, it will be Chongyang, I said to Qingyuan that we should talk about wine in the middle of the dust cleaner, and my father will come together, okay?"

"This --- you are good at making claims, and you are not afraid that Qingyuan will blame you?" He frowned.

The relationship between the two of them finally stabilized slightly, and the emperor did not want to ruin the happiness that Yan Ran had earned so hard because of this incident.

"It's okay." If this can make their father and son regain their family, let Qingyuan resolve the knot, and let Qingyuan have real happiness, then it is worth betting.

What a kind girl! Thinking only for him, thinking about Qingyuan, and not caring about himself at all, how could he bear to live up to her kindness?

So, he nodded hesitantly.

As for whether this decision was right or wrong, even he was not sure---

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After returning from the emperor's bedroom, Yanran went back to the room directly to find Qingyuan.

The person who did not see him asked the palace maid, and only then did she know that he was in the garden in front of her, and she immediately ran quickly.

From afar, Qingyuan saw her lifting her skirt, panting as she ran, and her cheeks were intoxicatingly red.

The corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.

Isn't she the most dignified and well-behaved person? The dignified princess, can you watch it like this? If you stumble, you will be really laughing and generous.

He wondered, what made her so desperate?

"Qingyuan ---," she looked left and right.

Look, the answer came out, and it turned out that it was not seen for a moment, such as every three autumns.

"Here."

The voice came from overhead, and Yan Ran instinctively raised her head.

"Qingyuan, what are you doing running to the tree?" She blinked, puzzled. He was leaning against the thick branches, his hands resting behind his head, and he was lying comfortably.

"Pick the stars and send them to you." He replied earnestly.

"But--- it's daytime, where are the stars?"

"Can you pick it at night?"

She shook her head.

"Then you still ask! Fool one. ”

"Oh." But --- it's not right, the person who said he was going to pick the stars was not her, how could he call her a stupid?

She tilted her head to think hard, her little face confused.

Qingyuan almost burst out laughing. His wife is really cute.

"Qingyuan, are you okay when you come down?"

"Don't." Qingyuan is really simple.

"But my neck is so sore." It's hard to talk like this, alas! Even if there were real stars, she didn't want them.

"Then you come up."

"No, it's against ---"

"If you're going to bring out that set of etiquette rules again, then you can go! My ears need to be clean. ”

"Okay then--- well!" Yanran compromised, there is no way, the weight of the two phases is lighter!

looked at the ground and then at him, her expression was a little embarrassed: "Can you come down and help me?" I can't go up. ”

"No problem." He jumped down, picked her up in her whispered voice of surprise, and leaped neatly, and in the blink of an eye, they were already in the thick foliage of the tree.

For fear of falling, Yanran hugged him tightly, her little hands wrapped around his waist, and she didn't dare to let go of it.

"Why did you come back so late? You and the old man have quite something to talk about. ”

"Old man?" She couldn't react for a moment.

"Your father!"

Yan Ran Juanxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "It's 'our' father!" ”

Qingyuan snorted lightly and did not comment.

"What did you all say?"

"Uh---" is miserable, why did he suddenly ask about this? Yan Ran said nonsense: "That --- is nothing, just talk about some inconsequential trivial things in life." ”

A person who doesn't know how to lie, her face can reveal her thoughts the most, and Yanran is glad that she is nestled in his arms, so he can't see her expression.

Fortunately, he didn't dig any further.

"He called you Yan'er?" As far as he remembers, he seems to have heard him call her that.

"It's a nickname, father, mother, and a few uncles and elders, they all call me that." After a pause, she looked up. "Do you want it too?"

He snorted back to her, "I'll talk about it when I'm old enough to be your uncle and elder." ”

"Don't you think autumn is too bleak?" She suddenly asked.

"It's poignant."

Yan Ran was stunned by his answer. "Would you like autumn?"

"It has a kind of sad beauty, vicissitudes of sorrow, and it is pitiful." Or maybe it's because it's the only one in the four seasons that fits his state of mind and can make him feel related!

"You, like it, a woman like the illusion of autumn---" So, always provoke the throbbing of his heart.

"Then, will you pity me?" Yanran's delicate face was buried in his masculine and warm chest, and he asked in a small voice, with a pleading.