sunset fever

Carrying a Basket for a Girl

Carrying pearls and running for life, new kindness is hard to meet

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At that time, because of Qu Yao's matter, and later because of Yan Xiu's being given medicine, Chen Bizhen rarely went to see Zhong Huashu. From the first month to the fourth day, it was time to relax, but under the current situation, Chen Bizhen had no time to entertain himself.At noon, Zhong Huashu came to the Suihua Palace with her servants and waited outside the study. After the ministers who came to discuss the matter had left, they went in to see, and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother ordered the kitchen to prepare a banquet for the evening." , are some dishes that His Majesty likes, she asks you to go there."

The sky outside was completely clear, and it was finally a little warmer. The sun was also a little hot at noon, and the light fell on the tops of the tall trees outside the window.

"Is there something important for her?" Chen Bizhen asked casually, still writing something with a pen in his hand.

The waiter said: "Return to Your Majesty, the servant just passes on rumors, it is really impossible to know."

Chen Bichen was only wearing a dark coat, and his tightly girded waist was narrow and straight. He raised his head, looked at the servant's face, and said: "I see, I will go when I have free time in the evening."

After the waiter finished speaking, he took his leave. The noon meal had already been prepared, but Chen Bizhen didn't bother to eat it. He called, "I wish you the year."

"The slave is here."

"Get me a bowl of hot porridge, and some side dishes. Let's eat here."

Zhu Younian hurriedly persuaded him: "Everything is ready, and it can be served now. Your Majesty, you should rest for half an hour and go to the living room to eat. Today there are roasted duck stewed with cabbage, fresh shrimp, three fresh pigeon eggs, Mutton soup pie..."

"Choose two fresh dishes and make a bowl of porridge, that's all."

Chen Bizhen was busy looking through the memorials in his hand, the tea was too cold to take a sip, Zhu Younian couldn't hold him back, so lunch was simple like this.After the afternoon, when it was getting dark, Chen Bizhen remembered to go to Yuekuo Palace Zhonghuashu's place. In fact, he didn't want to go, but the dignity that a monarch should have should not be lost too much, so he had to take the time to ask the Queen Mother. A few Ann.

I was tired, so I changed my clothes and took a sedan chair. When I got outside Yuekuo Palace, all the lights had been lit. Yaxun seemed to have been waiting outside for a while. She smiled as usual, and after saluting, she attracted Chen Biying. Go in, wait outside again, and put down the curtain.

"Mother, Wan'an." Chen Bizhen and Zhonghua saluted.

The screen in the hall was finished, and there were many delicious dishes on the big round table. Zhong Huashu was wearing a red moon flower skirt, a crow-blue cross-collared jacket, and a thong. She was not dressed as grandly as usual. , more like a gentle and gentle elder, when Chen Bizhen sat down, he said: "I know what happened in the middle school today, and you are worried."

Chen Bizhen didn't answer anything, the waiter had just poured out the warm wine when he raised his head and got depressed.

The dishes include grilled beef ribs that need to be cut and eaten, sweet sauced pigeon, braised duck liver, bamboo shoot tips in white soup, stewed chicken with Laoshan mushrooms, three delicacies potstickers... plus a few fresh and delicate pastries, and some small dishes and soups.Zhong Huashu hurriedly pointed to Bucai, and said, "I didn't want to disturb you, but what I want to talk about today is related to your life and safety."

"If the mother wants to bring up Yan Ziluo again, then the son will leave first."

The candlelight around and on the table illuminated the room. Chen Bizhen's hair was longer, and it fell on his back like ink. He turned his face, his expression was a little ugly, probably because he was about to collapse from exhaustion, so he didn't care about his attitude.

Zhong Huashu hurriedly lowered her voice, and waved her hand to signal the surrounding palace people to go out. She drank the warm water from the yellow porcelain tea bowl and said in a serious voice, "Your Majesty can go first. My people just came back. Fushan and Yangjing have checked , what I want to say today has something to do with the Yan Mansion back then."

Chen Butian seemed to be surprised, he raised his eyes abruptly, opened those bright and dark eyes, and said: "I already know the cause and effect, so I don't need to study it further."

Zhong Huashu laughed lightly, and said: "Your Majesty must have already conducted a thorough investigation in secret, and had a reasonable guess, but there is no definite evidence, and secondly, you can't be ruthless."

Chen Bizhen poured the wine himself, and replied, "The queen mother will talk about it."

"The Yan family has long been defeated, and there are no close relatives and friends to check. When I was at a loss, I got a secret message that a farmer surnamed Xiao in the western suburbs of Yangjing sold his fifth daughter to Yan because he had no money to support her. This girl is from Yaohe in 49 years, and she is 26 years old now." The corners of Zhong Huashu's eyes flickered, and she deliberately paused for a while.

With a faint smile on his lips and stiff eyelids, Chen Bichen said, "I don't care about a servant."

"Your Majesty, don't deceive yourself. At that time, the Empress was seriously ill, and Jianfang went to Fushan to invite Yan Ziluo to come here. You don't know Xiao Tanqing, the maid who has been serving him all year round, right?"

The flame on the candle flickered for a while, and the dishes on the plate were beautifully arranged, but did not move again. Chen Bizhen held the wine cup in his hand, and said in a low voice: "There are countless servants with the same surname in Chongcheng. "

"I know, it's not unusual for both of them to be surnamed Xiao, but the master happens to be the two brothers surnamed Yan, which is too unusual. Don't forget, Your Majesty, the Yan family in Yangjing is a family of medicine, well-known all over the world."

Zhong Huashu's words slowed down, she didn't deliberately want to argue with Chen Bizhen, just talking about the past hatred, she also hated all the members of the Yan family.

Chen Bichen didn't dare to blink, he was probably trying to calm down, and if he changed his mind, he would always remember the dagger hidden in Yan Xiu's sleeve in an instant.

In this way, everything can make sense.

Zhong Huashu went on to say: "Now I can say for sure that Yan Xiu and Yan You are the remnants of the Yan family in Yangjing. Their names back then were Yan Yuzhu and Yan Zelan. Execution and burial in a deserted grave', that will require a thorough investigation, after all, even Yan Ru, who jumped into the river, can come to your side to assassinate, so it is not impossible for them to escape by using a method."

"Stop talking, I really have to think about it." Chen Bizhen said in a muffled voice and closed his eyes. He was about to think, but his mind was in a mess. He fully understood that he didn't have the hatred like Zhong Huashu, but He understood that Yan Xiu had always hated him, the imperial power, and Chongcheng.

The hasty tears were about to fall, but they were stopped in time. Chen Bizhen opened his eyes, as if he had lost his previous decisiveness, and became clueless. He exhaled softly, and said, "Such a coincidence..."

"Your Majesty, it's time to give an order. Immediately execute the remnants of Yan's crimes, and return yourself to cleanliness."

Chen Bizhen retorted: "The two brothers are innocent—"

"If your Majesty's heart softens, you will lose your life, my life, and even more lives. Also, don't forget that Yan Xiu's mother, Wen Suyue, used witchcraft in Shishan to curse you. Dead soul, you were an innocent baby at that time, who will your mother turn to for reasoning?"

Zhong Huashu had just drank the first glass of wine, her teeth were clenched, her expression was a little stiff, probably secretly angry, and she didn't want to lose too much face.

Chen Bizhen mistakenly felt that the knife was behind him, and behind his sternum, it seemed that there were two bony withered hands kneading it, which caused a sharp pain in his throat and nose, and he was a little out of breath. Chen Bizhen stood up and said to Zhonghua Said: "I don't care about the curse that my mother said, and I don't want to go into it. As for the two brothers, I have my own plans, so I won't bother my mother."

Chen Bizhen then resigned, whether he ate well, his eyes were cold, he almost didn't know where to go, when the sedan chair stopped in front of the Suihua Hall, Chen Bizhen woke up with a start, he was a little cold, got off the sedan chair and went immediately Drilled into the bedroom in the hall, finished washing, and continued to read books and notebooks.

In the face of the most important national affairs, there is no time to think about anything else.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Yan Xiu, who was the least likely to come, came. He was slightly angry at first, but now he came in quietly from outside the door.

Cold fingertips covered the thin eyelids.

"I heard about your recent predicament. Compared with my grievances, my grievances are not grievances." Yan Xiu explained to himself, brought tea to the table, and took a sip. Sharp, with the most beautiful eyes.

Chen Bizhen raised his head and looked at him. After a long silence, he finally let out a breath and said, "Sorry, maybe I really don't have the ability to be a good monarch."

Yan Xiu put down the cup, held Chen Bizhen's warm face, and said, "You have."

The sleeve of his clothes bumped against Chen Bizhen's knee, and he suddenly wondered if there was a knife in it. He stood up, with a cold expression, and asked, "Why are you here tonight?"

"I didn't dare to come during the day, so I came at night. After all, I was spurned by everyone and made you miss the country." Yan Xiu's self-mockery was a bit sharp, and he sneered after he finished speaking, probably not paying much attention to it.

The man is tall, his waist is tied with a belt, and the lantern hairpin is still on his head.

Chen Bichen suddenly became impulsive, almost pounced on him, kissed Yan Xiu's face, his lips and teeth collided, and the young emperor asked eagerly, "Help me untie my belt."

"The door is open."

"Someone will be locked up immediately," Chen Bizhen pressed the person who had not resisted into the bed, Yan Xiu obediently stretched out his hand and came up to untie his clothes, and he said, "You don't need to think about anything else, I will protect you, tomorrow I won’t be going back to the Taoyuan Hall, I’ve already told King Xihe that it’s safer to have someone take you to his residence.”

The bedroom door slammed shut with a "squeak."

Yan Xiu was embarrassed, his clothes were torn off, and half of his shoulders were exposed outside. With pity and admiration, he kissed the tip of Chen Bizhen's nose, and replied with a light smile, "Okay."

Chen Bizhen tried his best not to think about everything that Dusk knew in Yuekuo Palace, or he could have guessed it originally, but was poked in the heart by the surging attraction, so he lied to himself, even not afraid of losing his life.

The country was in chaos, and after one night, more troublesome things would come. Chen Bizhen felt that he was a fool, and buried his face in the neck of a man, smelling the too lingering and charming fragrance.

Yan Xiu touched the man's hair, his chest was still heaving violently, even more excited than before, he said: "My soul has been taken away, Your Majesty."

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