[Rebirth] Chronicle of the Two Capitals

The winter night is short and short, long and long, short but the sound of leakage wakes people up, and long but not as long as the white snow.

A copper lamp with a crane beak sits on the table, reflecting the beautiful black characters on the paper in the warm yellow light.Tang Xi holds Zihao in his hand, and the soft and firm nib writes the elegant characters like clouds and flowing water. At first, the strength of the brush is stable, but the strokes are upright. Gradually, the words between the words become confused, and suddenly the jackdaws are crying outside the window. , the wrist suddenly stopped, the stains fell, and the handwriting was ruined.

She stared at the dots of ink in front of her eyes, and moved her gaze upwards again, her eyes swept over the words and sentences she was about to write, her vermilion lips were pressed into a tight line, and there was undetectable grief in her eyes.

Falling from a horse is both fake and true. Tang Yu is not a skilled stuntman after all. Although it was a good show he directed and acted himself, if he fell off the horse solidly, how could he not get hurt?Fortunately, the injury was in the muscles rather than the bones, but the injury was more severe when speaking to the outside world, so the government was temporarily handed over to the Queen Mother and the two prime ministers.

The ruling and opposition forces forced her to become a husband early on, probably because the former emperor had no sons or heirs, so the country was uncertain and the government was stagnant, so they didn't want her to follow in his footsteps.This time, she first spread the news about the loss of the name lock, and then she fell off the horse and was injured. After the lock was closed and returned, she invited Yuan to enter the palace to talk about Buddhism, so as to show to the inside and outside that if I don't want to register, it's true. I am in a Buddhist family, and everything must follow Buddhist principles. It is not appropriate to break the precepts and get married at this time.

These tricks may be able to deceive the civil and military ministers, princes and relatives, but they can't deceive anyone.

On a windy and snowy night, the boulder in her heart was still hanging, and she couldn't fall asleep, so she got up to write.

It was originally to pass the time to get through the long night, and I took advantage of the excitement to finish the pen, but now I look back, and the words are so heart-wrenching——

The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright,

The fallen leaves gathered and scattered, and the jackdaws roosted in shock.

……

Long-term lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless.

I knew it was such a stumbling block, so how could I not know each other?

"Why didn't we know each other back then..." Tang Yu murmured.The news of her falling from the horse and being injured is widely heard, the Queen Mother will not know about it, but half a day has passed, but she has not come to visit in person.It is not until now that Tang Yu knows that there is really one person in this world who can be distinguished from all other living beings, and her comfort is worth the concern of tens of thousands of people.

The wind outside the window is strong, the snow is fluttering, and the charcoal fire inside the hall is warm, but it can't warm the cold heart.

But soon, the sporadic grief in her eyes dissipated, and she resolutely picked up the paper on the case, lit it with a lamp, and turned it into green smoke and embers that curled away.

A Niang didn't come to see her, she was sad and even complained, but if she wanted to "how come I didn't know each other at the beginning" because of these sadness and complaints, she had no intention of doing it anyway.Getting something from work has always been a chicken soup for the soul that has been eulogized in the world. If you don't necessarily get something from work, why are you demanding emotional equivalence?In the final analysis, it is her own business that she likes her. She reaps what she sows, and what kind of cause bears what kind of result. She is willing to bear the consequences of her rare willful behavior.

She only blamed Lao Shizi's "Why didn't I know each other at the beginning", because of a chance meeting, she was born with the wrong identity after all, and failed to get married with her openly and frankly.Even now, the two of them know each other well, but they can only pretend to be deaf and dumb, and have been performing the show of motherly love and daughterly filial piety in front of each other for ten years, and there are many cheers from civil and military courtiers.

Ridiculous, but very sad.

The next day, the morning light was faint, through the window paper, and scattered on the bed like pieces of gold.

Such a slight light is obviously not enough to wake up the sleepy Tang Yu from her sleep. She was awakened suddenly by the familiar touch of the skin. She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw that the pale gold dragon pattern bed curtain that had been hanging down last night had already been lifted. It opened to both sides, and the person she was thinking of was now in front of her eyes, making her feel like a dream.

After waking up quietly, Tang Yu didn't make a sound, but just looked at the queen mother's beautiful side face with eyes full of nostalgia.The Empress Dowager sat on the edge of the bed facing her, her slender and clean hands carefully rolled up her trousers to the knees, the bruises were bruised or purple or even bloody, and they appeared ferociously before her eyes, without any concealment.

Looking from Tang Yu's direction, one can see her thin lips slightly pursed, and her usually cold face showed a look of unbearable and heartbroken. The ancient saying "Parents are responsible for the body, hair and skin" instantly appeared in Tang Xi's mind, and he was full of heart. Ashamed, she didn't have time to think, she subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover the wound, and smiled nonchalantly: "Mother, I took the wound medicine last night, it's okay."

Seeing her, the grievances and sorrows accumulated all night disappeared like a rock sinking into the bottom of the sea. There was only joy and satisfaction in my heart. The skin touched by her just now seemed to be flooded with electric current. It was unbearable, but I couldn't feel the slightest injury. Pain from being rubbed by cloth.

Tang Yu smiled sincerely, stretched her two injured legs, trying to suppress a sudden throbbing in her heart, she hurriedly looked away from the Empress Dowager, and moved a little nervously, still exposed The jade grape-like toes outside the quilt, and the delicate face is as bright as the sunset in an instant.

The Empress Dowager glanced at her lightly, did not speak, but lifted her quilt that was about to be concealed again, took the medicine cup in Gong'e's hand, picked some light green ointment with a medical wooden stick, and applied it on the strips. On the shocking scars, the force was as gentle as spun gauze, leaving behind waves of dreamlike coolness.

It was only now that Tang Xi remembered that the medical officer had ordered Qingdai to apply medicine to the injured area twice a day, morning and evening.Although A Niang didn't come to visit in person yesterday, why didn't she miss her in her heart, first consulted the medical officer, and then firmly remembered these trivial things that even she herself had completely forgotten.

And... even applied medicine to her personally.Whether, whether or not, A Niang doesn't really care much... Only by caring about this kind of feeling that seems to violate the ethics, can I overcome the psychological barrier of having a skin-to-skin relationship with her.

Heaven and man are at war, and the heart beats like a drum.Tang Yu finally borrowed some courage, and timidly raised his eyes to look at the queen mother, trying to discern a slightly different look from her face from the past.The Empress Dowager concentrated on applying the medicine. After putting the wooden stick in the medicine cup, she freed up her hands to roll up her trousers, and rolled them up layer by layer. Further up, it was... the inner thighs.

It was not Tang Yu's wish to get hurt there, but what else could she do if she was hurt?Yesterday, it was Qingdai who gave her the medicine, except for the pain from the ointment irritating the wound, there was no other feeling.But right now, she really felt the Queen Mother's icy fingertips brushing against her inner thigh from time to time, stirring up the embers of sex in her heart, waiting to be rekindled.

It was both a shame and a relief. As time went by, the latter gradually gained the upper hand.Tang Yu couldn't help but reached out and clasped the edge of the bed, and said in a hoarse voice: "Aunt...I..." She wanted to say, I'll take the medicine myself, but she couldn't say it when it came to her mouth, maybe she wanted it from the bottom of her heart early Looking forward to this day, it is so hard to refuse.

The palace people in the palace did not retreat, and there was Gong'e standing beside the bed.Although they all bowed their heads and lowered their eyes, but thinking that they had heard her trembling words that were almost silent just now, the shame surged up again like a wave, and the fingers that clasped the edge of the bed so hard that the knuckles turned white, she hurriedly said Lowering your head, wishing you were just scattered dust, neglected and unnoticed.

"Hiss—" The wound suddenly hurt sharply, Tang Yu frowned and took a deep breath.

The Queen Mother paused when she applied the medicine, and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt you?" Every sentence of the question seemed insincere, and it sounded like it was deliberately trying to make her feel bad for this moment.

Before Tang Yu could answer, the Empress Dowager handed over the things in her hands to Gong'e, stood up and said, "I'm not as skilled as the palace people in this matter, let them give you medicine, and I will order people to prepare the court food."

Seeing her leave with her back turned, Tang Yu half-lyed on the couch, his throat moved, his eyes flickered and fluctuated, but he didn't say anything to persuade her to stay.Between them, there is actually only a piece of window paper bound by secular ethics that has not been pierced, and their identities are still the same as before, but many details have unconsciously undergone some subtle changes. For example, it is difficult for her to make excuses to her Acting like a baby and forcing closeness.

There are gains and losses, and this world is indeed very fair sometimes.

After all, A Niang... still avoids herself, hasn't she crossed that heart?If I pretend to be more seamless, can I keep it from her and keep her from knowing?What she wanted was never much, but now even getting along with each other frankly and fearlessly has become empty talk.She lowered her head and thought, the sourness in her heart stuck in her throat like a gravel, one after another, gradually turned into a pain that made her almost suffocate.

To pass on the imperial food, just give the order, and the queen mother did not go far.

She walked out of the dormitory and strolled down the corridor. There was no snow falling this day, but the weather was cold and the wind was slightly chilly.

Liandong walked over, and first reported the matter: "Your Highness, the regulations and discussions that were transferred yesterday have been moved back to the Ministry of Rites intact." Although it is a master-servant relationship for many years, she has been very nervous recently. Unable to find out what the Queen Mother was thinking, she became more and more confused as she looked at flowers in a fog.According to what was said that day, His Majesty should like the little lady. Since Sejong had already set a precedent for a female emperor to appoint a queen, it was His Majesty's turn. How can this matter be difficult?Why bother to bend around.

The queen mother looked at the begonias in the garden as before, she just nodded slightly, tired of words.

However, Liandong seemed to have seen something extraordinary, and suddenly said in surprise: "It's windy here, how long does Your Highness stay, your ears are turning red from the cold!" Knowing the current body of the Empress Dowager, she was very nervous, so she presumptuously Shout out in disrespect.

The queen mother touched her earlobes on both sides, and it was indeed slightly warm, but it was definitely not caused by the cold.She twitched her fingers tightly in the sleeves of the fox fur. She seemed to recall something, and a little shyness and embarrassment flashed in her eyes.After a while, she calmed down, fearing that Liandong would cry again with worry, she comforted her a little: "It's just a rest, what's the problem?"

While speaking, he walked into the warm hall.

Liandong asked: "Your Highness, Master Wei of the Imperial Academy, do you need to be summoned today?" Yesterday, the Empress Dowager mentioned something, and she wrote it down.

The Empress Dowager's footsteps stopped, as if stuck to the ground, and after a long time, she said calmly: "There is no need."

To be summoned or not, depending on what the master thinks, Liandong doesn't care.The Empress Dowager sighed in her heart, the courtiers forced her, she could do such a thing that hurt herself, if he forced her, how could the situation be overwhelmed?

The author has something to say:

Well, it's a bitter trick, but it's mainly for the courtiers to see, touching the thigh is a bonus.