Homecoming Ballad (GL)

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Jing Ci's entry into the Central Palace to hold the Phoenix Seal again, but it's just a well-known empty shelf.

The emperor doubled the number of guards in the central palace, and named it Huyou, which is actually a surname.

Although she transformed from Master Jingci back to Empress Yici, but she moved from the backyard of Biyun Temple to the palace, and she still recites sutras and Buddha with no desires.The emperor knew her temper, so he only went to her to review memorials and talk to her every day.

Yici couldn't leave the palace, but Chunhua, who served her personally, was fine.

Chun Hua entered the small courtyard with the pastry in his hand.

Hearing what she said about her visit, the fish boy hurriedly wiped his dirty hands with the corner of his clothes, and led her to the kitchen.

When Chunhua saw the broken porcelain piled up in the corner, he felt a little bit at a loss, put down the food box in his hand, and said worriedly: "Princess, you might as well tell me the truth----the leg...is really broken ?"

When Yongjia was born in the second year of Kangle, Yici was frail and had very few mothers. Chunhua acted as her half-mother, and she seemed to care more than ordinary people.

Rou Ke couldn't hide it, so she just pretended to be relaxed and said: "You also know that she shot arrows on a horse since she was young, and she won the bow and won the prize when she was young riding a pony. She is in good health, slowly The general care may not be able to get better. The doctor at the Tai Hospital also said that there have been examples of walking as before after receiving the shin crutches. After you returned to the palace, you also said the same to your aunt, which made her feel at ease."

"That... face..." Chun Hua unconsciously caressed his wrinkled face, feeling even more worried.

Rou Ke took her hand and comforted her, "I just got a tattoo, the size of a petal, and the ink is light, and it's an excellent ointment for removing scars." She smiled suddenly, "Besides, even if Ugly, that's my husband too, would I dislike her?"

The emperor made several decrees, but the marriage was not withdrawn. Now everyone in the government and the people know that Tang Ci is actually a woman.

Chunhua's heart skipped a beat, and after a moment of anxiety, he said what Yici entrusted to him before leaving: "In any case, there has never been such a reason to delay others. Just wait patiently, Your Highness is in the middle palace. I will make plans for the two of you." Yici has become a queen, so she changed her title.

Planning to plan or flattering against one's will as a last resort?

Before Rou Ke could say her refusal, Qiao Qing walked straight in from the door, still holding the wooden tray covered with broken porcelain pieces in her hand.

Chun Hua frowned when he saw it.

"I gonna go see……"

Rou Ke hurriedly got up to stop her, took the food box she brought over, and said apologetically, "Maybe it's because the food I cooked didn't suit my taste, I'd better go - it's time to change the dressing, she's grown up now , I'm sorry to make you look naked."

Chunhua covered her mouth with a smile when she said it, and her mood improved a bit: "It's good, it's all made by His Highness, and she likes it since she was a child. I'll come back another day."

Watching Chunhua go away, Rou Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

Right now, only the three of them are staying in the courtyard, and she is still blindly avoiding and dodging, how could she want to see Chunhua.

Stepping into the room, there is a mess. Although the tiles and food residues have been cleaned up, the doors and windows are closed, and the smell does not disperse.

Before she got close to the bed, a teacup flew over unexpectedly and hit Rou Ke precisely in front of her eyes.

"I said I don't eat, go out."

Rou Ke walked forward, teacups were thrown one by one...

Holding the last teacup in his hand, Tang Ci saw who was coming, gritted his teeth, and threw it forward with red eyes--

Rou Ke held her wrist, and said in a cold voice, "Even I want to smash it, is it enough?"

In the past, it would not be difficult to break free, but now this broken body can't take advantage of it, Tangci hangs his head in despair, and turns his face away: "I didn't make trouble, you go out, I don't want to see you."

"Don't want to see me, or don't want to face yourself?"

Tang Ci was speechless, and instead shouted like a wounded little hand, his neck flushed red: "I don't want to see anyone! Let me go!"

"If I don't let go, what do you have the strength to do to me?"

Tang Ci smiled with the corners of his mouth: "Yeah, what can I do to you, I'm just a laughing stock of the world now, disfigured and broken legs, I can't even beg for death..."

"What joke?"

Avoiding the scabbed welts and pinching her wrists, she was firmly confined under her body, Rou Ke lowered her waist, and kissed her forehead all the way to her dry lips covered with fine lines .She was struggling, struggling very hard, she would have easily counterattacked herself in the past, but now she was struggling needlessly like a handcuff.The smell of the medicine was strong, and it tightly locked her like an iron chain, pressing her in this small world, absorbing every trace of nutrient in her body, until it squeezed her dry and made her look like withered.

With just a brief glance, the white gauze on his left cheek pierced his eyelids.

No matter how good the ointment in the world is, it can't erase the scars of tattooing. It will be a brand that will accompany her for the rest of her life—as evidence of her daring to violate the majesty of the emperor, it will be seen, pointed out, and ridiculed by others.

Rou Ke has been looking at that place, and the water around her eyes is blurred.

Tang Ci hurriedly raised her hands to cover her face, but was suddenly photographed aside by Rou Ke.

The hickey fell on the gauze, and it was pressed lightly, with just the right amount of force, it wouldn't hurt her, but it poked softly into her heart and scratched it.

"You probably don't know that because of your pass, there have been a lot of ministers pleading for Uncle Sheng in the past two days, and my father and Qin Shangshu also mediate among them --- don't talk about brotherhood with the emperor , only ordered the Xuzhou Third Division to file the files for successive years, and blindly used the credits as a shield, and the people of Xuzhou jointly signed the letter. The situation in the court is changing rapidly, and even the death penalty may get away with it. You say you are a laughing stock, but if you don’t You insisted on rescuing him at the beginning, but now Uncle Sheng has been torn apart by a car, and the blood relatives have been tortured for thousands of years.

Tang Ci was a little unbelievable, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but his lips were bitten by Rou Ke lightly, Su Su numb, half of his body softened for a moment, only to hear her softly whispering in his ear He said: "Ah Yue---you are the hero in my heart."

Chapter 66

Yiyang guards the mausoleum in Maozhou, and the emperor will send respectful ministers to teach every month.The day before yesterday, the minister returned to Beijing and reported to the emperor that Princess Yiyang had gained a lot from meditating on her own life and obeying the ancestral precepts every day at the mausoleum in Maozhou. She also presented an inkstone to the emperor.The emperor likes to collect the four treasures of the study. Although the inkstones produced in Maozhou are not comparable to the inkstones in Huizhou and Suzhou, the texture is firm and soft, and it does not damage the fragrance of the ink. Yang chose it by himself, because the emperor softened his heart when he saw the inkstone. He asked the minister a few words about the weather in Maozhou. It was early winter, and when he arrived in Maozhou, he heard that it had snowed heavily for two consecutive days, and Her Royal Highness was weak and contracted the cold.

The emperor was sitting in the main hall of the central palace at that time, and the east conservatory was temporarily converted into a small Buddhist hall for the sake of Yici, and the calm aloes and the devout and focused chanting of Buddhist scriptures entered the emperor's nostrils Tiny ripples aroused in his ears like tickling in his heart.The man has passed away, and the past cannot be pursued. Suddenly, the voice and smile of Concubine Zhenshu popped up in his mind, which made his eyebrows twitch, and he sighed several times. He called Li Shunde and ordered him to go to the imperial hospital. Two medical officers were picked, and medicinal materials and supplements were also randomly selected, and two trucks were filled with them, and they were transported to Maozhou.

Maozhou guards the mausoleum, there is no ice storage in summer, and no ground dragon in winter. This is a rule passed down from the ancestors, and it cannot be easily changed.

On the official road from Xindu to Maozhou, Lu He galloped along.

In the boundless world, the mountains and forests are covered with white snow. She is dressed in fox fur, with a Tang scarf on her head, and the Fusha soft belt hanging down from the hat is flying like sand and rocks.

The steed exhaled a big mouthful of white hot air, and the owner on the saddle felt that his feet were slow, so he swung his whip, slapped the horse's buttocks hard, and galloped forward.