Marry the right man on the wrong sedan chair

The autumn wind blows, and the night is as cool as water.

A wind broke in through the window, blowing the dim candlelight and making the tent float slightly.

Wu Wenxuan got up, walked to the window, closed the window, stood there for a while, put on a robe and sat at the desk, spread a piece of white paper, and slowly polished it. outline.

Soon, there were kapoks all over the paper, and two men appeared in the sea of ​​bright red flowers. Although one of the men was wearing men's clothing, his head was covered by a hipa, revealing only the curve of his jaw. The other man raised his hand Just about to lift the hipa...

Wu Wenxuan picked up the pen again, and drew a few strokes on the face of the man who lifted the hipa, adding to his expression.

It was a face full of happiness.

And the look of that face was his own.

The kapok floated around, spread all over the floor, and fell on the clothes, beautiful and dazzling.

It's just that I can't see whether the face of the man under the hijab is happy or sad...

In the end, I wrote a pen and attached it with the title "Pity".

After painting, after the ink was dry, Wu Wenxuan rolled it up and put it on the desk.

When Zhuang Han woke up the next day, Wu Wenxuan was nowhere to be seen.

"Yun'er." He called out in a low voice, "When did the emperor leave?"

Yun'er replied: "Report to Madam, I left at dawn this morning."

Zhuang Han said lightly.

After dressing and getting out of bed, washing and eating, he walked to the desk, and only then did he see that there was a scroll of paintings on it.

Open it and see, Zhuang Han's expression is stagnant, staying on the painting for a long time...

Yun'er and Qi'an watched from the side, thinking to themselves: What exactly did Long Live Lord paint?Let the empress look so fascinated?Even... slightly sad?

After a long time, Zhuang Han sighed lightly, put the painting away, and the expression on his face returned to normal.

……

After retiring from the court, Wu Wenxuan asked people to drive Zhaoyang Hall.

When the maids and eunuchs saw the sudden arrival of the emperor, they all panicked, and they were so frightened that they knelt on the floor.

Everyone was thinking: what kind of wind brought the emperor here?

Ning Shihan also frowned slightly, but quickly regained her composure, and saluted, "My concubine respectfully welcomes the emperor, long live long live long live."

Wu Wenxuan said indifferently: "Stay flat." He stood there silent for a moment, and said to the others: "Everyone else go out, I want to sit alone with Ning Meiren for a while."

"Yes." The maids and eunuchs bowed and retreated, leaving only praying aside.

Standing there, Ning Shihan was suddenly at a loss, Wu Wenxuan looked around the hall, then stopped at the desk, walked over and picked up a book on the table, it was a book of miscellaneous things, flipped through it casually, and then threw it on the on the table.

Turning around and walking a few steps, he looked at the hall again, and finally his eyes stayed on the chessboard, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "You like reading books and playing chess, what else do you do besides these two?"

Ning Shihan lowered her head and said: "Reporting to the emperor, my concubine only likes these two things, and there is no other special preference."

Wu Wenxuan nodded and said: "I see." He walked to the chessboard and sat down, "How about playing a game of chess with me?"

Ning Shihan was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "The concubine is disrespectful." After saying that, she leaned over and sat down, sitting opposite Wu Wenxuan.

After the two rounds, both of them won one and lost the other, Wu Wenxuan curled up his mouth and smiled: "Young Master Ning, you are good at chess, I appreciate it very much."

Hearing the word "Young Master", Ning Shihan's face turned pale immediately, and he was about to get up and kneel, but Wu Wenxuan stopped him and said: "Hey, don't panic, sit down."

"Your Majesty..." Ning Shihan called out in panic.

Wu Wenxuan smiled at him and said: "No problem, you and your father have put so much effort into being the same as Han'er in terms of likes and looks, isn't it just to attract me?" He said this without any anger .

Ning Shihan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I have the habit of cutting off my sleeves. Since you know about it and put so much effort into it, if you don't see that you are a man, wouldn't it be a waste of your good intentions?"

Ning Shihan's face turned pale, without saying a word.

Wu Wenxuan said again: "How about I canonize you as a concubine? As for your father, he is now a vacant position and has no real power. After you become a concubine, we will talk about the appointment. I don't know what you want?"

These words sounded like great news, but to Ning Shihan's ears, she felt that there was a strong... murderous aura?

He bowed his head: "Chenqie...I dare not."

Wu Wenxuan laughed softly, then suppressed his smile and said coldly: "You dare not? Do you dare not pretend to be a woman? Or dare to pretend to be Han'er? Or dare not hurt my queen?"

Ning Shihan was in a cold sweat.

"Accompany me to the next round. If you win, I will definitely give you a title. If you lose..." Wu Wenxuan paused, "You know in your heart what I will do."

Ning Shihan frowned, bowed his head and remained silent, Wu Wenxuan took it as his answer.

Blessing stepped forward to pick up the chess pieces and put them away, served fragrant tea, stepped aside, and witnessed the last game of chess.

After a long time, the chess piece in Wu Wenxuan's hand fell on the board, and he said flatly, "You lost."

Ning Shihan got up and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I just ask you to spare my father and our Ning family. As for me, I'm up to you."

Wu Wenxuan said: "It's quite filial, don't worry, I will treat your Ning family kindly." After a pause, "As for you..." He said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, fiddled with the chessboard a few times, and then said: "Let me thank you."

After all, he got up and walked out the door.

Ning Shihan raised her head, looked at the chessboard, then knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, her face pale, regretfully unable to say a word.

The black chess piece put out the word "death", he closed his eyes, tightly grasped the clothes on his chest, sat there for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and muttered to himself: "I can't die... I must not die... I am only eighteen, and my wish has not been fulfilled..."

The fact that the emperor bestowed Ning Mei's death, naturally, soon spread to Zhuang Han's ears.

Hearing this, Zhuang Han frowned slightly.

After pondering for a moment, he ordered: "Come here, drive Zhaoyang Palace."

"Yes, ma'am."

When they arrived at Zhaoyang Hall, the poisoned wine given by the emperor had already been brought and placed on the table, but Ning Shihan was just staring at the glass of poisoned wine, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, his eyes dazed and frightened.

"The Empress is here." Qi'an raised her voice and said, "Ms. Ning, why don't you get up and kneel down to welcome her?"

Zhuang Han stopped him, "Xiao Anzi, it's okay, go outside and watch. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes."

Zhuang Han approached Ning Shihan and said to him, "Do you want to drink this glass of wine?"

Hearing this, Ning Shihan looked at Zhuang Han with full eyes.

"Do you want to drink?" Zhuang Han asked repeatedly.

"Empress...I don't want to drink..." The implication is that I want to live.

Zhuang Han nodded: "Okay, that's it, I'll help you."

Ning Shihan looked at Zhuang Han in a daze.

Zhuang Han said: "You have had such a wonderful time this year, it would be a pity if you died..."

Ning Shihan frowned.

Zhuang Han walked to the unmoving chessboard, with the word "death" written on it impressively, he waved his hand and messed up the chess pieces.

Ning Shihan choked up and said, "Empress Empress..."

Zhuang Han turned around: "I was thinking, the emperor gave you death, it's not just as simple as losing the chess."

Ning Shihan stood up, kowtowed and saluted: "The Empress, would you like to listen to me tell a story?"

"I would like to hear more about it." After saying that, he sat on the chair beside the chessboard.

Ning Shihan said: "There was a man surnamed Ning who wanted to be a high-ranking official. Unfortunately, his official career was not good. He didn't get the honor until he was middle-aged, but he was just a candidate. Later, he was recommended by a Taifu named Li and entered the palace. Became a small official next to the Taifu, seeing Li Taifu who was the same age as prosperous in the palace, but he was hit repeatedly, full of talent and no one recognized him, gradually he became resentful, He was even jealous of his benefactor Li Taifu. After staying in the palace for several years, he found that one of the biggest reasons why Li Taifu was so high and appreciated by the emperor was because his youngest son had a good relationship with the emperor's third prince. Only then did he realize that those two people were people with broken sleeves, so he secretly reported the matter to the emperor, who was furious and demoted Li Taifu's family to a remote and poor place, and the person surnamed Ning got his wish and sat on the throne Later, because of the Literary Inquisition, the whole family of the Li family was copied and beheaded, and he was also implicated. Although he was not demoted, the position of Taifu has become a fiction since then, without any status at all, and even a small Even the young maids and eunuchs could raise their eyebrows at him. One day when he was wandering around, he saw a little beggar begging, and the little beggar looked very similar to Li Taifu's youngest son. He asked the little beggar what your name was, Who is the father? The little beggar is too young to know how to lie, so he told the name of the father, and the man heard about it and took the little beggar home, and said, from now on, your surname is Ning, and your name is Shihan. Your father's family, and from now on, you are no longer a man, but a young lady of the Ning family." At the end, Ning Shihan's voice was trembling a little.

Zhuang Han sat there, looking at the messy chess game, listening to his story, thoughtful.

After a while, he looked up at Ning Shihan, "Your story is very good." After a while, "I want to know about your relationship with the Li family."

Ning Shihan was silent for a while, and then said, "Li Han is my cousin. Many people were involved in the Literary Prison back then. I was just a child who didn't know the world. My father asked me to escape. Unfortunately, I got separated from that person on the way. , In order to fill his stomach, he became a beggar."

Zhuang Han looked at him for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Now that the Li family has been rehabilitated, do you want to be the original you, or continue to be Miss Ning, the Emperor's Ning Meiren, or the future Concubine Ning?" ?”

Hearing this question, Ning Shihan frowned, looked up at Zhuang Han and said, "Excuse me for being bold, but I dare to ask the Empress, do you want to be Miss Zhuang, the Emperor's Queen, or a free and easy Mr. Zhuang?"

Zhuang Han was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes, fell silent, and said, "I see."

Ning Shihan hurriedly kowtowed to thank her: "Thank you, Empress, for your success."

Zhuang Han hummed without speaking, stood up and walked outside.

Ning Shihan looked at his figure, and kept thinking in her heart, such a man, as a foreign race, conceived and gave birth to a man, and was willing to be confined in this deep palace. Based on this alone, his cousin is far inferior to him. of……

After leaving Zhaoyang Hall, Zhuang Han ordered people to drive the sedan chair to Xuanzheng Hall.

On the way, neither Yun'er nor Qi'an understood why the Empress Empress saved Naning Meiren.

Seeing the two of them muttering, Zhuang Han asked, "What are you two muttering about?"

"Your Majesty, the servants really don't understand, why did you save that beauty Ning?" Qi'an said.

Yun'er also echoed: "Yes, ma'am, the servant girl knows in her heart that that person's appearance is a thorn in your heart, ma'am. Ma'am, it's good for you, but you came to save him. Isn't this putting yourself in trouble?"

Zhuang Han sighed, "You two..." After a short pause, he murmured, "It's time to pull out the thorn, even if it hurts and even bleeds, but you always have to pull it out, or else it will hurt after a long time." If the sores and pus come out, I will suffer even more losses at that time."

Yun'er said: "That's the way it is, your mother let him die, why do you want to save him?"

Zhuang Han lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Li Han, one death is enough..."

Neither Yun'er nor Qi'an understood the meaning of these words, they frowned at Zhuang Han.

Zhuang Han smiled, "He's not Li Han, the thorn is not him, how could I let such an innocent person die because of my momentary displeasure, let alone..." He paused, "In the future, maybe there will be Zhao Han, Wang Han, Sun Han, Zhou Han...will they all be executed one by one?"

So, all you need to do is pull out Li Han's thorn.

Qi'an and Yun'er seemed to understand but half understood, and they both let out a half-doubt.

And Zhuang Han, who was sitting on the sedan chair, lowered his eyes and thought in his heart: Li Han, this is the last time... Winning or losing is the last time...

When they arrived at the Xuanzheng Palace, Wu Wenxuan was reading the booklets. When he saw Zhuang Han coming, he hurriedly got up to greet him, supported him and said distressedly: "You are heavy and heavy. If there is anything to do, just send a servant to report it. Why did you come here yourself?"

Zhuang Han glanced at him, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Staying in the room is boring, so I went out for a walk, and came to see the emperor."

Wu Wenxuan smiled and said, "That's right, Xiao Yu said that walking too much is helpful for production."

While talking, he supported Zhuang Han and sat on the soft couch together.

Zhuang Han said, "Your Majesty...why is this?"

Wu Wenxuan who asked this question looked puzzled, and immediately understood that he was talking about giving Ning Shihan the death, he was silent for a while, and said: "Do I need any reason to kill someone?"

After hearing what he said, Zhuang Han smiled faintly: "The emperor is the king of a country, so you don't need any reason to kill someone." He paused, "But this person is the same as Mr. Han, with preferences, appearance, etc. Why did he die? Didn't love him anymore? Or was it because of me?"

Wu Wenxuan was taken aback, then looked at him, and said: "Hanhan, he disguised himself as a woman to bully you, this is one; second, he imitated Han'er in everything, and his ulterior motives were too obvious; third, he intended to rape you Instead, any one of these three things is enough for him to die ten thousand times."

Zhuang Han was silent.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and said lightly: "I'm afraid he is the most innocent person. His appearance is determined by his parents, and his preferences are derived from his environment. The so-called ulterior motives, which woman who enters the palace does not have ulterior motives? And this bully who disguises himself as a woman Your crime, do you know that I am disguised as a man in front of you, and as for your claim that he intends to replace me, do you have evidence?"

Hearing this, Wu Wenxuan frowned: "Hanhan..."

Zhuang Han smiled, "I just don't want you, the emperor, to be the one who kills innocent people indiscriminately." Sighing, he continued: "You want to prove my place in your heart by bestowing Ning Shihan on death, this...is too ridiculous, no matter what It's unfair to me or to Ning Shihan, or Li Han. The three of us have similarities, but we are three different people. It is true that you will be in a trance for a moment, But you have to be very clear that we are not the same person."

Wu Wenxuan was stunned by Zhuang Han's words and couldn't say a word.

After a long silence, he asked, "What does Yihanhan mean?"

Zhuang Han looked at him and opened his mouth and said, "Brother Wu, let's play a game of chess too. The winner will be determined in three rounds. If I win, Ning Shihan will leave it to me to deal with it. How about it?"

Wu Wenxuan was obedient, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at him and said: "Okay, I will listen to Hanhan for everything."

After three rounds, Zhuang Han won two and lost one, and defeated Wu Wenxuan.

He dropped the last chess piece on the board, smiled at Wu Wenxuan and said, "Your Majesty, I have won."

Wu Wenxuan looked at him and nodded.

Zhuang Han said: "When I accompanied the emperor to fight the world, the emperor's wish was to be a good emperor admired by all people. The people in this world are all the emperor's subjects, and so is Ning Shihan. He is a man and has the ambition of a man. , I will not be willing to be a concubine in this palace, the emperor might as well let him out of the palace and let him do what he wants."

After hearing this, Wu Wenxuan frowned, and said in silence: "Hanhan, this..."

"Reluctant?" Zhuang Handan asked.

Wu Wenxuan was taken aback, "Hanhan, you... If I can't bear it, I won't give him death."

Zhuang Han hummed, and said, "Then let Ning Mei out of the palace."

Wu Wenxuan was silent.

Zhuang Han said: "Your Majesty, in fact, the moment you saw Ning Shihan, your whole expression was wonderful. I think at that time, you had already aroused thoughts of Li Han in your mind, and even thought about placing Ning Shihan in your place." ..."

"I didn't!" Wu Wenxuan immediately vetoed: "I never thought of placing him, never, Hanhan, don't give me your own ideas."

Zhuang Han lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"Stop talking, let's stop here today, and do everything according to your wishes." After finishing speaking, Wu Wenxuan sighed secretly.

Zhuang Han looked at him and moved his mouth slightly: "Brother Wu, you are running away, or maybe you are guilty."

Seeing Zhuang Han staring at him and saying such words again, Wu Wenxuan was very unhappy.

Zhuang Han continued: "Since you love Li Han deeply in your heart, but you don't want to let me down, but Li Han is no longer here, so you can only cherish the person in front of you, so you made that painting and gave it to me. I understand what you mean; but what I want is not only for you to cherish me, but also for you to treat me as one. You also said that you will be a couple for the rest of your life. Can you dare to ask if you can do it? There is a Li Han in your heart, How do you want to be a couple with me for the rest of your life?"

After hearing his words, Wu Wenxuan was stunned, and asked himself: Wu Wenxuan, can you do it?

Can it be done?

"Hanhan..." Wu Wenxuan said, with guilt in his voice.

Zhuang Han looked at him: "Brother Wu, Han Han is not stupid; but he is also shrewd, especially in love."

"Hanhan..."

Wu Wenxuan didn't know how to express his love for Zhuang Han. The meaning of the painting was to cherish the person in front of him, but there was another layer of meaning. Could it be that the person in front of him didn't see it?He admits that there is a Li Han living in his heart, but it is only living there, and it is locked. If there is no accident, the lock is dead and cannot be opened; kill that man.

"I don't want to trap myself in such unhappiness because of a dead person again. Now, I only ask for an answer." Zhuang Han looked at Wu Wenxuan, and asked with a slightly trembling voice: "What I ask is whether you can pull it out or not." This thorn of Li Han?"

Zhuang Han looked at Wu Wenxuan with a different seriousness on his face.

Wu Wenxuan's heart ached suddenly, knowing that the person in front of him had been wronged, otherwise he would not have asked this question today.

Zhuang Han stared into Wu Wenxuan's eyes, waiting for his answer.

At this moment, he was very scared, afraid that the answer of the person in front of him would disappoint him, so he involuntarily clenched his fist three points. Zhuang Han lowered his eyes and hid his expression well. He only said lightly to Wu Wenxuan who was still hesitating in front of him: "You are mine, others... don't even think about it." Ludu Dun, "Dead people are not allowed."

— Not even the dead.

Zhuang Han's voice fell to the ground, although the voice was soft, Wu Wenxuan at the side could hear it clearly, and looking at Lu Han's slightly trembling body, he immediately had the answer in his heart.

Stepping forward, he hugged Zhuang Han, then looked at him, and said seriously: "Okay, from now on, I belong to you, and you alone."

Wu Wenxuan hugged him and walked towards Jiaofangdian.

On the way, Zhuang Han looked at the man hugging him, and he even wondered if he heard it wrong.

The person in front of him said that he was willing to pull out Li Han's thorn.

Wu Wenxuan showed him a nice smile, Zhuang Han sighed softly, leaned his head on Wu Wenxuan's shoulder, and told him what he wanted to say to Wu Wenxuan all along.

He said: "You can't think about Li Han, he is dead, let him rest in peace, and reincarnate without worries."

He said: "I will give birth to you, and I will disguise myself as a woman at your command. I will give up my ambition and be trapped in this deep palace. You can't think about other people, let alone find other people."

He said, "Don't blame me, okay? Brother Wu, don't blame me."

He said: "I can't go on suffering anymore. I have suffered for too long. I have to live a selfish life."

He said, "You are mine."

He also said: "Everyone else, don't even think about it."

He even said: "You can only be mine."

The grievance and unwillingness that had been suppressed for many days finally came out and pierced deeply into Wu Wenxuan's heart.

After entering the Jiaofang Hall and putting him on the bed, Zhuang Han raised his head to look at Wu Wenxuan, wrapped his arms around his neck and did not let go, then moved closer and attached his lips.

The person kissed by him, after being taken aback, relaxed his body and hugged Zhuang Han tightly, allowing him to kiss himself, while responding enthusiastically.

Zhuang Han kissed the man he loved so hard, and the tears that flowed down continuously wet the corners of their mouths.

Salty, astringent.

Zhuang Han laughed in his heart, and said in his heart: "I won."

Even though it was a bit bitter, he still won.

This is enough.