On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

Empress Dowager Ru woke up leisurely.

Open your eyes and look around, the night is thick all around.Only two gilt palace lanterns, which look like palace maids holding lanterns, can faintly transmit light.The core fire swayed gently, shining on the semi-transparent veil, making the hall hazy and barren.

In this deep palace, everything you eat, drink, wear and wear is all fancy and rich.A vigor and glamour, which is too much, reveals the emptiness inside, and is not as good as the real thing.

Empress Dowager Ru inadvertently caught a glimpse of a tall and strong man shadowed outside the gauze, and she thought it was a midnight dream again.

She couldn't get up.

Her hands and feet seemed to abandon her, no matter how anxious she was, she refused to move.Standing there proudly, it is as heavy as Mount Tai and cannot be moved.

"It's... Lang Lang?"

The name of the first king is Langjun, which means to be a gentleman in this world, and Langlang is like a gate.

Lang and Lang can have the same pronunciation.When the two are in a strong relationship, he calls Ru'er, but she calls Lang Lang softly regardless of their dignity.Four years after his death, the voice of Ru'er still lingers in his ears for a long time, unforgettable.

Empress Dowager Ru smiled lightly and said to herself, "You are not Lang Lang."

"Are you—" She tilted her face, looked sideways, and asked with vague expectations: "Are you... Min'er...? But Min'er from the Ai family...?"

Gemin is always in his dreams.

He was raised under her lap since childhood.She nodded arrogantly and domineeringly outside, and when she stood in front of her, even if she was nearly 30 years old, she was just a child who always caused trouble.Ge Min is eloquent and grateful.Not only did she know how to make her laugh every three days since she was a child, but she also always accompanied her when she was older, and she would never forget it no matter her birthday or festival.

If Ge Min appeared in the dream, he must be angry at her for not taking good care of her body.Afterwards, he complained again and again that Xuanbei was unkind to his younger brother and unkind to his king, so much so that he killed the eldest brother.He talked a lot, was noisy, and talked to her about his new clothes and political opinions for three meals a day, without any shyness.

Ge Min was silent tonight, only making Empress Dowager Ru feel panicked.

"Min'er...for Yinger..." Empress Dowager Ru struggled to articulate the words, and the burning pain in her throat spread to her limbs.She spoke a few words intermittently, as if her life was the end of her life, and it was difficult to make a sound.

- She is dying.

The Empress Dowager suddenly understood: it turned out that she had passed five or sixty years of her life unconsciously, no matter how hard she tried to preserve her appearance, she would not be able to deceive her age.

Her long and bitter life was coming to an end.

Empress Dowager Ru was startled, gathered all her strength to move her fingers, opened the veil, brewed words in her tongue as if vomiting.

"Ying'er... the matter... is about Aijia... Is it right... to stop you..." A gust of sweet blood rushed up unexpectedly, spraying the bedding.Her fingertips trembled slightly, she stroked it, and said again: "Are you... blame..."

"The queen mother admitted the wrong person."

The man made a sound and cruelly pulled her out of the illusion.

got the wrong person?

The clever mind is like a dead man, and it takes a long time to start slowly after being in a daze.

Yes.

Lang Lang has never been here, and Ge Min has never been silent.

The visitors were not the two men she missed the most in her life.

"Yelu Zheye..."

She actually mistook Concubine Xiao Shu's son as Ge Min?

Empress Dowager Ru noticed that her old eyes were aging one step earlier than her body.

She couldn't help feeling self-pity and self-deprecating, and couldn't help rubbing her eyelids.The smooth and delicate skin disappeared, replaced by uneven wrinkles.The skin and flesh are loose, the body is fat, and the black hair turns white.She looks in the mirror every morning, and every look she sees is the best and youngest and most beautiful day in her life.

How can she be so old?

Chasing after Huang Quan with this appearance, would Lang Lang still look at her?

Lang Lang loves beauty.He said it when he was alive.The beauty of a woman lies in the appearance of the brow bone, and the beauty of the charm.The third is the eyes, either exquisite and translucent, or naive and reckless.Gentle and stubborn temperament, you can tell it at a glance.

Empress Dowager Ru was once praised as the most beautiful woman in the world.

At that time, no one was worthy of the brow bone style.Ten years later, Kou Dan, who appeared out of thin air in the Huanyan Building, deservedly so.It is rumored that she is a woman from a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, with a noble charm like a fairy descending to earth.

It was also Concubine Xiao Shu who was loved by thousands of people in the future.

There is no shortage of beautiful women in the world, but Concubine Xiao Shu is the only beautiful woman who is familiar with poetry and books, qin, flag, painting, singing and dancing.At that time, it is rumored that if she stretches her voice, the oriole will resonate, and when she dances lightly, she will be accompanied by a hundred butterflies.

Concubine Xiao Shu neither sang nor danced in the palace.She deliberately pretended to be a log, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and kept silent, but she still couldn't stop the late king's heart from sticking to it.

Concubine Ru is no longer the emperor's number one confidant.

——Why are men in the world always passionate?Why is it clear that the man weaves a love net to lure his daughter into falling into her family, but then withdraws on his own, leaving only the lonely woman waiting foolishly?

Empress Dowager Ru doesn't know.

She never knew.

How bright she was when she was fifteen or sixteen.

Eloquent and eloquent.She sees through the hearts of men all over the world but pretends not to know. She is charming when she should be delicate, and arrogant when she should be arrogant.When a man is unhappy, she knows to be half innocent and lively, and half gentle and free and easy.For three or four years, when mentioning the woman Ru Yiyi, no man in the world could restrain himself from saying hello to her.

She also naturally knows how to get along with women, her generosity is unmatched by others, and her sloppy and careless energy can pretend to be a deceit to others and herself.

When the world's number one talented woman and one of the three beauties in Shangjing were crowned like a tall hat, she thought she was unique in both talent and appearance.What about entering the palace draft?So what about the three thousand in the emperor's harem?Who can compare with Ru Yiyi?

She decided that only the high and mighty Ninety-Five Lord would be the perfect match for her.

So it has been floating in the harem for several years.Things are different.

"Is the queen mother well?"

Xuanbei greeted her politely and skipped the long front, bringing her back to her thoughts.

Empress Dowager Ru's face changed slightly.

At this time, she suddenly gained some strength, and she could barely support herself and sit half leaning against the railing at the head of the bed.I don't know if the vigorous Ru Yiyi in the past saved her a little bit of anger.

Her mouth was parched, but her body turned backwards, getting cold inch by inch.

The Empress Dowager Ru pulled the quilt, and said in a flustered voice, "Ai's family is well. Your Majesty can leave with peace of mind."

According to the usual relationship between the two, Xuanbei should leave.For some reason he didn't go away this time, but just stood there, as if hesitating whether to say something, and he didn't have the energy to say it again.

Empress Ru glanced at him.

What can be said is nothing more than the former king, Concubine Xiao Shu, Benin, Ge Min, and Ge Ying.All of them are either dead or dying.None of which she was willing to say.

She also saw that Xuanbei was also tired, and he didn't want to mention these people.

But he won't go.

He may have seen through that tonight was her last night.There is no second.

Empress Dowager Ru tightly grasped the curtain again to lift up her slipped body a little.With less obstacles in front of her, she can see Xuanbei more clearly.

Xuanbei has grown up.

His fierce little appearance with pursed lips and staring eyes is still in front of his eyes.In a blink of an eye, he was tall, with broad shoulders, and handsome brows, but unfortunately, there was a gloomy look on his face that stopped and went, but finally stayed.

This layer of gloom is a characteristic of the identity of the people in the palace, and no one is lacking.

Any heartless person can hardly be happy here.

Empress Dowager Ru waved to him on the spur of the moment, just like she waved to this cold-faced boy when she saw him for the first time: "Come on. Come here."

Xuanbei was taken aback for a moment, and he really took two steps.

So did he back then.Stupidly stunned like a wooden stake for a while, rolled his eyes full of fierceness, like a general who is charging into battle, fearing a trap, immediately put on his helmet and armor just in case.

—I'm afraid I've lost my mind.

Empress Dowager Ru woke up immediately, and said hoarsely: "Stop. Don't go in again."

Xuanbei stopped again.

There are five or six steps between them.

But it is these five or six steps, whether it is close or not, and whether it is far or not.You can see clearly when you raise your eyes, but you can't touch each other when you reach out.The innocence and melancholy buried deep in Xuanbei's heart, suppressed by the expressionless face, came to life one after another, and walked over step by step, melting into her blood, pawing at her old heart.

Empress Dowager Ru admitted at the moment her heart softened: she was really old and was going to die.Otherwise, how could she involuntarily show a little pity for the damn Concubine Xiao Shu's son?It seems that this is also a baby that crawled out of her stomach, even if it becomes an emperor, it is still a baby that needs her care and care.She failed him for so many years that she felt guilty.

She looked at him, looked at him like this, looked at him carefully with all eyes and all gaps as if to make up for it, like the wind stopped and the wind picked up again.

After Bening's death, Xuanbei complained that she never pleaded for mercy.Their shallow mother-child relationship was completely broken.Then there is the matter of Gomin.That's the best they can do.These five or six steps will be hard to shrink in a lifetime.

Empress Dowager Ru had something she had to ask.Don't ask now.

She got it.

Xuanbei would not attack Ge Ying.

And she took the opportunity to make noise during the day, and the act of branding him as unfilial was already evened out.

The grievances between you and me are gone, okay?

She looked at him wearily.

No matter how deep a child's eyes are, they are nothing more than that in the mother's eyes.

He didn't say a word, but said: Good.good.

Empress Dowager Ru thought of the time when Ge Min broke the former king's beloved vase and pushed it to Xuan Bei, he was so silent.He is like a big dull rock, he never explains.Not only did he not explain, but he also kept his mouth shut and refused to say a good word or soft word.

He has not changed.

She had thought that after Benin's incident, the stubborn young man turned into cold-blooded and ruthless.But it turns out that he has never changed, but like a frightened bird, deeply, deeply buried his true feelings.

Empress Dowager Ru blinked, and the scene in front of her was a little hazy.

The patter of rain fell outside, pattering mischievously to the ground inside.The other half of the veil fluttered gently.

"Talk to the queen mother." She coughed twice, swallowed blood, and drooped her eyebrows.

Xuanbei stood there, thinking about it, bypassing all the heavy people and things, and only said: "After the rain tonight, tomorrow should be sunny."

"It's sunny...it's sunny..." Empress Dowager Ru laughed from the bottom of her heart.She shouldn't expect Xuanbei to say anything good.After all, he is Xuanbei, not Gemin.

After a short silence, Empress Dowager Ru broke the silence herself, and said slowly: "Your mother and I...entered the palace at the age of 16..."

I, Ru Yiyi, entered the palace at the age of 16, and won the emperor's favor for three years without feeling terrified.

She was neither satisfied nor grateful, and she took it for granted.If it wasn't for her, Ru Yiyi, who else would be able to afford all kinds of doting?There is no such thing.

Then I realized that everyone thought they were different, but everyone was mediocre.The phoenix on the branch is beautiful, it is one in a million, where can you see the millions of pheasants falling down?

It was only when Concubine Xiao Shu entered the palace that her arrogance and elegance were completely shattered.

Even so, she, Ru Yiyi, is the daughter of a famous family, with a noble status, extraordinary literary talents, exquisite thoughts and pleasing wrists.She thought about it day and night, but she still didn't feel that she was inferior to a mere concubine Xiao Shu.After thinking about it, I have to accept my fate.

Love does not pay attention to first-come-first-served, and does not compare talent and appearance, it is an inexplicable thing.Not only love so.But everything that involves love is the same.But where the love is strong, the words disappear.No matter how much poetry, books and ink you have in your stomach, it's hard to describe one ten-thousandth of it, I'm afraid it will be trivialized.

This thing is unreasonable.

She didn't understand it when she was sixteen, but she didn't understand it until she was 56.

The Empress Dowager Ru smiled, closed her eyes and said, "It took me 40 years to realize that... some things cannot be taken away... Knowing that you have both talent and beauty... not everything goes well... let alone... I am proud... Be obsessed with pride...sometimes it's just not reconciled..."

Her voice gradually dropped.

"When I was fifteen or sixteen...how smart...if I hadn't entered the palace..."

"If it wasn't for entering the palace..."

Empress Dowager Ru silenced her words, the beads under her eyelids did not move, and there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Xuanbei stood in place until dawn.

When he opened the door and walked out, the daylight had just begun to light up.It tried its best to suppress the pitch-black night, but its victory was like a defeat.Xuanbei guessed wrong.The rain didn't stop.The day was shrouded in layers of gloom.

"The Empress—" he said, "is dead."

Yan Zhu knelt down and shouted loudly: "The Empress Dowager has passed away—"

"The Queen Mother has passed away—"

The shrill voice was passed down from person to person, resounding throughout the palace.

"Too-after-drive-de-collapse-"

In front of the Longevity Palace, the lilac flowers carefully cared for by the Empress Dowager Ru seemed unable to bear the rain and such disturbing noises all night, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Xuanbei closed his eyes hard, and when he opened them again, he became the unfilial emperor who was said to be an unfilial emperor for thousands of years.

The author has something to say:

Feng Tang's "Pampering": Looking at you like this, with all eyes and all distances, it's like the wind stops, and the wind blows again.

PS: The author's nonsense here can be ignored.

After more than half of the text, Xuanbei and I are actually as tired.

The royal palace is heavy, the emperor is hard to do, everyone has their own standpoint, and a few people are enough to intertwine countless affectionate mistakes.

The Empress Dowager Ru reminded me why I opened this pit on a whim.Challenging Gu Dan, and choosing to be in the palace, but not to write about conspiracies and tricks, but to focus on the family's shortcomings.

I like writing about people, and I especially feel that in that era there was such a unique group of people full of aura.

I love you, I love you so much.I hate you, I hate you very much.The traditional undertones suddenly made me more sentimental than blunt words and intense emotions.

In comparison, it is probably similar to the long-term foreshadowing in some slow-heating TV dramas, and a depressive, quiet, delicate, layered performance like a river flowing slowly under the ground.I was suddenly moved by such a quiet and slow rhythm.

But of course still inexperienced.I hope that in the future, I can continue to work hard on the proportion of ink and ink, the alternation of lightness and seriousness, and the sense of rhythm.But I am a person who will not change the text significantly.I like to leave a piece of work that I did my best in a period.Like a photo or a diary, I hope I can continue to improve in the future, and treat myself and life, dreams and distant places, as well as my characters in each period with a serious attitude~

Bobo~