wait for another year

After everyone dispersed, Shen Mi wanted to say something, but Xuanyuan Hui swung him back, Shou Ning didn't dare to make a sound, closed the door from the outside wisely, and retreated ten steps together with all the servants.

In the huge main hall, only the two of them sat side by side, their figures reflected on the black floor tiles, looking extraordinarily lonely.

The two of them didn't open their mouths, and they seemed to be immersed in the common past or their own thoughts.

A black magpie flew past in a hurry, its hoarse and mournful cry made the setting sun in Longyou look extraordinarily sad.

Zhao Xu woke up like a dream, looked up at Xuanyuan Hui, "Is there nothing you want to say, my lord?"

Xuanyuan Hui also looked up at him, neither of them had any smiles on their faces.

One person's dark eyes were indifferent, without any trace of tenderness.

One person's blue eyes flickered, as if feeling ashamed.

"My lord is a descendant of the Tian family," Zhao Xu finally sighed, "I used to think that I was hiding things well, but now it seems that I have made things worse."

Xuanyuan Hui pursed his lips, but couldn't say anything.

Zhao Xu looked at him sideways, with sharp eyes, "When did the prince know about the fact that I am pleased with him?"

Xuanyuan Hui's whole body was shocked, but he still said honestly: "When you gave me the soldier talisman of the Huihe cavalry, I already realized something, but I couldn't confirm it. It wasn't until these few days that I really..."

"Oh, is that so..." Zhao Xu was silent for a moment, then tapped on the table with her fingers.

If Zhao Xu has no intentions for him, this is the best time to get away, and he will never look back, only wishing that the part of being a princess will be erased, and no one else will be allowed to mention it.

But Zhao Xu has a faint feeling of love. With his qualifications and merits in assisting King Su, he can be a great minister just around the corner. Wouldn't it be far better than being the concubine Su in the backyard?

And if what he loves is not power, position and wealth, what else can it be?

It can only be King Su himself...

"Between you and me, Zhizhi has always been neutral, so I didn't know that you contacted the gentry before, and you probably didn't know about my deployment." Xuanyuan Hui's eyes were a little confused, "To tell you the truth, I have already planted a nail in the palace. Only when the time is ripe can I take the life of Concubine Zhao Gui..."

Zhao Xu looked at her fingertips, "She gave birth to a princess, didn't she?"

"In ancient times, civet cats were replaced by princes, and Deng Dang might be more courageous. I think that in a few days, our sage will pardon the world and celebrate the successor." Xuanyuan Hui sneered, "By that time, you think Xuanyuan Xin How many more days can I linger?"

Zhao Xu frowned, "The rebel army has not been wiped out yet, they can't even wait for this moment?"

"I also thought about winning the throne from the emperor's brother, but now the situation looks like it is absolutely impossible. Now that Xuanyuan Xin and Xuanyuan are dead and sick, the rebel army is only a straggler, and no one can compete with Deng Dang and I, Suzhou, are on the verge of standing on top of one another, and a fierce battle is imminent..." Xuanyuan Hui took a deep breath, "I know I am mean, but this is a critical moment, and I must have you by my side."

Zhao Xu only thought it was funny, but couldn't laugh at all, "Please tell me, Princess Su is by your side, so is Zhao Situ not by your side?"

"It's so different!" Xuanyuan Hui suddenly shouted loudly, "Zhao Situ only cares about the Zhao family in Yingchuan, while Princess Su must put King Su first. How can this be the same?"

Seeing Zhao Xu's livid face, Xuanyuan Hui said dejectedly: "Since we have talked about it today, I will not hide it from you anymore."

He got up extremely slowly, dragged his heavy crown robe and walked in front of Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu remained motionless, as if there was no such person in front of her.

Xuanyuan Hui knelt down slowly in front of him and grabbed his hand, Zhao Xu let him hold it, like a clay sculpture, neither happy nor angry.

"You and I have known each other for so long, so long that it seems that you should be by my side, helping me and supporting me, relying on each other and supporting each other, so long that I have forgotten, in fact, all of this is not a matter of course, except for me, you And Mrs. Zhao..." Zhao Xu's fingertips in his hands were like frost, and it was cold to Xuanyuan Hui's heart, "Why don't I have you in my heart? I want to be inseparable from you, I want to be close to your skin, I want to walk with you , are these enough?"

His voice was always clear and high-pitched, and when he was in a good mood, he even sang a Northland folk song to Zhao Xu.

Xuanyuan Hui smiled wryly, "You and I both know that these are not enough. Concubine Su, Nineteen Langs, Zhao Yangguang, you can't let go of your Yingchuan Zhao family, inherited from the gentry, can I just leave my Concubine Dugu, my concubine Dugu Bai Rishe, who is loyal to the Xuanyuan royal family, abandons royal family members like King Langya, King Jincheng, and Sister Rouyi who have shed too much blood? This world is big and big, but it is only the size of a map. What about the division?"

Zhao Xu met his eyes, those eyes were really beautiful, like green or blue, and a little gray when you look closely - majestic spring mountains, soup soup and summer water, rustling autumn leaves, white winter snow, four seasons, they are all in his eyes In the eyes of one person.

"Since the merging of the gentry, the gentry have always sought victory in a steady state, but now they are boldly seeking change. The children of the aristocratic family are looking for the wise lord one after another, and making several bets, is it really just to maintain the status quo?" Xuanyuan Hui took a deep breath. , "Not to mention anything else, the Zhongshu Province in Chang'an is already reconsidering the occupation of land!"

Zhao Xu's expression did not change, obviously he had known it for a long time.

"What about you? Have you thought about it?" Xuanyuan Hui's fingers tightened slightly.

"I thought about it," Zhao Xu said calmly, "I thought about it as early as on the carriage to Suzhou, but it was just a flash, because even though I was not familiar with the prince at that time, I knew that the prince's ambition It is absolutely impossible to agree with nature."

Xuanyuan Hui said silently: "The gentry want to divide the world into ranks, but I want the royal family to be the only one, and all other beings are equal. There will be disputes in the future. How do you choose?"

"The gentry." Zhao Xu didn't even think about it, "When the world is in chaos, there must be some people who want to take advantage of the chaos to annex the land, especially the gentry. When the previous dynasty was in turmoil, the various families did this. Later, when I established a new dynasty, the emperor, the ancestors, etc. It was the promulgation of the law of occupying the land and shady guests that won the support of the aristocratic family. Now that the world is uncertain, if the story repeats itself, how will the prince choose?"

Xuanyuan smiled faintly, "Targeting, equalizing, and even changing the tax system are better than occupying land. Your third uncle's house is already in the wrong team, and your father will come out to preside over the overall situation soon. He will force you to marry a wife and have children ?”

"My Zhao family's heirs are prosperous, so I don't need to worry about them, but what about you, Your Highness?" Zhao Xu's voice was soft and erratic.

Xuanyuan Hui's face paled, and Zhao Xu said in a low voice: "Before His Highness arrives on the Ninth Five-Year Plan, I will still be Su Wangfei, and I hope that during this time, Su Wang will still be Su Wangfei alone."

The author has something to say: The prince admits that he likes the princess, but...

His problem is the same as the princess's. They both can't make up their minds.

I just said that this confession is not sweet. After reading it, if you want to beat it, you can beat it (top the pot cover)

But talking about it is better than not saying it, right?I'm going to be busy again for a while.