Li Huang

I was very relaxed in the days of the Hall of Nourishing the Heart. Although it was only one month, I didn't worry about anything or guard against anything here. I seemed to have returned to the days when I was in Kunning Palace.

There is no need to accept the emptiness of the concubines every day, no need to force a smile, no need to put on a high and majestic appearance, in fact, the heart is already exhausted.

The injury gradually healed, and I was finally able to walk around outside. Even though Shen Xiyao sent a large number of attendants to me, as long as I could go out, I would be very happy.

The sky was very good on this day, and the heat was gradually dissipating. The sky was blue and blue in early autumn, and the wind was cool. Although the sun was still dazzling, but the heat was missing.

I wore an autumn-scented skirt, thinking that there should be a few chrysanthemums in the imperial garden. The most expensive chrysanthemums are planted on the side of the purple mountain house. I picked it up early in the morning and went down to Shen Xiyao. After going to the court to deal with state affairs, he took Zhilan and a few attendants there.

There was a tender yellow in front of me, most of the buds did not bloom, only a few bloomed gorgeously with a faint fragrance.

I took a deep breath, and the whole person was immersed in the elegant atmosphere. After a month of recuperation in the Hall of Nourishment, my heart seemed to have returned to peace and tranquility.

Hui Ju was still investigating what happened that night, and I know that Shen Xiyao was also investigating. What I care about is only the final answer.

I know that no matter which side it is, there is always one who can solve the mystery.

In fact, I have a vague answer in my heart.

I wandered among the flowers, stopping occasionally to look at a chrysanthemum that had just unfolded its petals. When I turned a corner, a figure was not far ahead. My eyes were wet when I saw the figure.

He has not changed, he is still like Xiao Xiaosu. In a piece of pure and elegant chrysanthemum, it is even more refreshing.

I just stood there, watching him side to me, looking at the water and blue waves on the lake far away.

His eyes are bright and clear, just like his heart, clean and free of impurities. He doesn't like strategy, and he doesn't love power. I know he just wants to be himself, a truly free and happy person, not a general or a prince.

I looked at him in this way, as if I had become a landscape in this painting, with gentle wind blowing around me, chrysanthemums swaying gently, matching the blue sky and clear and broad lake.

Except for the high walls of the palace, there is no large number of attendants behind. If there are only two of us, if only the same chrysanthemum bushes are in the same place, it will be so beautiful. Maybe so, I can call his name lightly next moment, and wait He turned his head and smiled brilliantly, like sunlight shining on him, expelling all the cold.

However, the corners of my mouth twitched, but I couldn't squeeze a smile. I calmed down, I knew where it was, and I knew that behind me was the person next to Shen Xiyao.

I gently brushed the broken hair between my temples, pretending to be surprised by accident, then turned around and asked Zhilan: "Over there, but Lord Yu?"

Zhilan walked quickly to my side, looked around and smiled and said: "Hui Niangniang, it is the prince."

I nodded, and pretended to be puzzled: "Didn't the prince return to the palace? Why did he appear in the palace?"

Zhilan smiled and replied: "Today King Wei enters the palace. It is said that the emperor and the two princes will enjoy chrysanthemums here. King Wei likes chrysanthemums very much."

I nodded, bit my lower lip and smiled at Zhilan: "In that case, let's go back."

Zhilan nodded, I took a step and lowered my head. A chrysanthemum bloomed beautifully, bending over to pick it up.

Zhilan's footsteps stopped, and I heard her respectfully say: "The slave and maidservant see the prince."

I looked up, his eyes were like the clearest sky in autumn, and I kept smiling just right.

He saluted me and said, "Little Wang sees the empress."

I said in a calm tone: "The prince does not need to be polite."

He walked to my side, but kept a certain distance. After all, in name, although we are regarded as a family, I am his imperial sister-in-law, but in national law, I am the queen and he is the courtier.

I raised my eyes and looked at the continuous chrysanthemum bushes, smiling and turning back to him and said, "Is the prince's body okay?"

He lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Empress Empress, for your concern, and everything is fine with the minister."

We didn't dare to look at each other, just one looking at the front and the other at the feet, saying meaningless words casually.

"The attendants in Prince Yu's Mansion are enough. I heard from the emperor that there is no one with you, Lord." I asked, rubbing a narrow petal with my fingers.

He also replied in a very calm tone: "The emperor treats his servants very well and has given many servants to his servants. In fact, according to his servants, I have been away for many years, and there are not so many servants in the house."

I smiled and said, "After all, the prince is the prince, and the posture he should have is still necessary. Otherwise, others will say that the emperor has neglected his brother."

He paled and replied, "Thank you, Empress Empress for reminding." His tone faded.

I pursed my lips, looked at the chrysanthemum in the mountains, and said with a smile: "I heard that the prince is very accomplished in poems. At this time when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, facing the autumn chrysanthemum in the mountains, the prince Is there any good sentence?"

I really don't know what to say and what to ask.

He said "back to the empress' empress" and "the minister's brother", which made me uncomfortable.

I believe him too. Although his tone is peaceful, I can feel the restraint in that voice.

"One night, the new frost is lightening the tile, and Bajiao is newly defeated by Heqing. The only cold-resistant only is Dongliju, and the dawn of Jinsu is clearer." He blurted out.

I was a little startled. I raised my head and looked at him. His eyes were also looking at me, just like that summer morning, among the lotus flowers, his eyes were so gentle and affectionate.

I lowered my head, lightly plucked a newly blooming small chrysanthemum, looked at the soft color, and said softly: "It's not the chrysanthemum that I prefer among flowers. This flower blooms without flowers."

I sniffed it lightly, the faint bitterness in the fragrance, like the incense burning in the temple of nourishing the heart, my heart sank a little, my hand loosened, the chrysanthemum fell on the ground, he was about to bend over to pick it. I whispered: "No need."

He stiffened, stood up straight, and we stopped looking at each other.

Zhilan and the attendant stood behind, I felt my eyes tightly formed a shackle on my body, the wind was no longer soft and cool on my body, I just felt so tired, talking to him in this way, such a manner, although I am happy See him, but if so, then no matter what.

He is also very uncomfortable. I took another step, very slowly, and I could only say a few words to him following the house ceremony.

Before I knew it, I was walking and talking. The entrance and exit of the Zibi Mountain House was right in front of me. I looked at the end of the tender yellow, and turned my head to follow me for half a step. He smiled and said: "The prince and the emperor are still together. sent."

His voice almost choked up, coughed slightly, and he couldn't help covering the wound on his waist. His eyes were full of worry, but more distressed and helpless.

I smiled at him to make him feel relieved. I glanced at Zhilan for myself, and he bowed, "My courtier sent me the empress.

I took a few steps quickly, but still couldn't help turning my head slightly. He bent over the tender yellow to pick up something. My nose became sore and I lowered my head slightly.

Zhilan stepped forward and said concerned: "Niangniang, are you okay?"

I said softly, "The wound is hurting again."

Returning to the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, after having lunch, lying on a table to rest, Shen Xiyao sent someone to spread the word, but dinner was not available.

I just smiled faintly when I heard it, and pulled the thin brocade quilt over my body, so that the attendants all retreated behind the gauze tent, and one person looked at the bright sky outside and gradually fell asleep.

Without the fights and disturbances in the harem, I really feel very quiet, peaceful and comfortable.

Someone was looking at me in the dimness before the couch. I opened my eyes. It was Hui Ju and Linglong's nurse, Linglong asleep in the breast of the nurse.

I sat up with the help of Zhilan, reaching out to hug Linglong, and the nurse gave it to me. After teasing her for a while, I suddenly looked up at Hui Ju: "Why are you here?"

Hui Ju smiled and said, "The emperor asked us to bring the little princess to see the empress."

I nodded, Linglong woke up and cried. I looked at Hui Ju's expression and handed her to the nurse.

"You hug Linglong and take a look outside." Then he looked at Zhilan and said, "Go and watch. I can rest assured with you."

Zhilan hesitated, I turned away, Zhilan went down with the nurse. Seeing that the door was closed, I motioned to Hui Ju to come to me.

I asked in a whisper, "How about, what I left to you?"

Hui Ju looked around, and I looked at her hopefully.

Hui Ju said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is the same as the empress thought."

I took a deep breath and shook my head gently. Hui Ju wanted to continue, and I waved my hand, "Who is taking care of Linglong now?"

Hui Ju stopped and looked at me for a long time, without answering for a long time. I watched her closely, and Hui Ju finally spoke.

"The emperor has now handed over the little princess to Empress Li."

"What?" I sat up straight, the wound hurt, and I couldn't help but leaned back. Hui Ju looked at me worriedly, reaching out to help, and I shook my hand, feeling as uncomfortable as a needle pierced.

I struggled to sit up. It was not a good thing to raise Linglong to Li Fei. Although Li Fei was straightforward, she was not a forgiving person. After all, Linglong was the daughter of Liu Fei, which was really wrong.

What makes me even more puzzled is why Shen Xiyao made such a decision. The discord between Li Fei and Liu Fei is well known, and I believe he must also know it.

Hui Ju hurriedly stepped forward to support me, I glanced at her, looked outside, looked for the figure of the nurse on the light and shaded window, a hint of ominous premonition floated to my heart.

Hui Ju looked at me incomprehensibly. I got up and walked out. Hui Ju exclaimed from behind: "Manny, your injury, you can't get out of bed at this time."