Whose Evil in the Red Chamber

Because thinking about Xiao Qiu'er's illness, Jing Xuan lay on the bed for a long time and couldn't close his eyes.Wei Zhen hugged him, and patted his back lightly like when he was a child. After a while, Jing Xuan's breathing gradually calmed down. Wei Zhen looked at the obvious circle of darkness under his eyes, feeling a little distressed in his heart .Pulling Jing Xuan into his arms even harder, he closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing.

Jing Xuan didn't sleep well that night. In the mist, he came to a palace. This palace was so magnificent that it looked like the specifications of the palace. Seeing such a building, I couldn't help but feel some gangs.

Passing through the palace to the back garden, a young man is sitting in the octagonal gazebo drinking by himself.This man was dressed in a bright yellow princely attire, his black hair was pulled up and tied with a blue crown, and the fingers holding the wine glass were white and slender, just like the white jade pendant of the folding fan on his waist, which made people unable to take their eyes off.This person's face was very elegant, but there was an invisible sadness in his brows and eyes.

Jing Xuan stared at it for a while, and suddenly a suspicion arose in his heart. He couldn't help being extremely surprised, and stood there in a daze, staring at the man in a daze.

At this moment, the picture in front of me blurred for a while, and then the very familiar Jinluan Hall appeared in front of Jingxuan. The one sitting high on the dragon chair was the emperor who looked much younger, and the elegant young man just now was Kneeling down on His Highness, with his head raised, his face was full of stubbornness.

"Father, the war in southern Xinjiang is going well. The ninth younger brother will take advantage of the victory and pursue it. He will definitely be able to keep the border peaceful for decades. If the ninth younger brother is called back to Beijing now, all previous efforts will be for naught."

The man's tone was very sincere, but the Ninth Five-Year Honor in the Golden Luan Hall didn't believe it. He just said coldly: "The people have been overwhelmed by the years of war, and the ministers in the court have complained a lot. It is not a country's responsibility to use force. Fu, Nanjiang has already surrendered, and the peace talks are a foregone conclusion, so don't talk about it anymore."

A trace of unwillingness flashed in the man's eyes, and he kowtowed heavily to the emperor sitting on his seat. When he raised his head again, his forehead was already red and swollen, with blood oozing out: "Father, think twice. Nanjiang always backs his promises, so don't trust them. At this time, recall The army will only chill the hearts of soldiers."

"Enough! It's chilling the hearts of the soldiers? In my opinion, it's hindering your disobedience, right? You let your ninth younger brother stand up outside and pretend to be blind?" The furious emperor couldn't choose what to say. , and Jing Xuan could clearly see, following the accusations, the man kneeling below showed an unconcealable sadness in his eyes.

At this moment, Jing Xuan has been able to determine the identity of this person.Unexpectedly, his biological father and prince, whom he had never had the chance to meet in this life, met him in a dream.Jing Xuan opened his eyes wide, trying to see the Prince's appearance clearly, but the picture in front of him became blurred again.

After a period of dizziness, the palace appeared again in front of him, and Jing Xuan understood at this moment that maybe this was the Prince's East Palace.

In the East Palace, a tall and burly man stood in front of the prince. That man was also dressed in princely attire, but his color was no longer the bright yellow that only belonged to the emperor and the prince.

The prince looked at the man, and said quietly: "The war in the southern border cannot be stopped. Now the emperor won't listen to any advice from me. Brother, if you have a way, I can pay the price."

The eldest prince who was made the eldest brother by the prince rolled his eyes: "The price? What if I want you to depose the prince?"

The prince seemed to have expected that he would say this, but he didn't hesitate at all: "The day of triumph in southern Xinjiang is the time when I submit the paper to ask the prince to be abolished. What do you think?"

The eldest prince was silent for a moment, and then replied: "You said that. I hope you won't backtrack."

The eldest prince turned and left, while the prince strolled to the octagonal gazebo where he had just been enjoying himself. Jing Xuan looked at him, and could understand why he was so young, why there was no trace of youthful vigor in the corners of his eyes and brows.From the perspective of the prince, he felt for the first time the oppression and pain brought to the prince by the "father's jealousy and sibling crush" that made his uncle Huan Chen's eyes turn red every time he mentioned it.This also made the young prince gradually acquire the twilight aura that only the setting sun had at this time.

For no reason, Jing Xuan suddenly felt very uneasy, and this uneasiness reached its climax with the fire that soared into the sky after nightfall.

Jing Xuan only guessed that he unknowingly saw his biological father and prince in a dream, but he didn't expect that the day he saw was the day when the prince died.

In the sky full of flames, Jing Xuan saw the ferocious smile of the First Prince, and a few faces that he thought were very strange but could be guessed for no reason.

He heard the eldest prince whispering coldly: "Abdicate? Even if he really abdicates, when Lao Jiu leads his troops back from the south, there will be no place for us people to stand. You can't coax me into a fool, Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

Jing Xuan was not in the mood to listen to them "sharing the joy of victory" here, he hurried through the raging fire, and ran to the house that was burning soaring to the sky to look for the figure of that person.

The man was crushed under the broken beam, he was leaning against the wall, the firelight reflected his eyes red, Jing Xuan saw a lot in those eyes, there was resentment, resentment, and Sarcasm, there was sadness, and finally, he closed his eyes, quietly curved his mouth, and murmured softly: "The Emperor's House, huh..."

"No!" Jing Xuan exclaimed, waking up from the dream, his back was already soaked in sweat, and his eyes were still full of surprise.

Wei Zhen turned over and sat up, hugging Jing Xuan: "What? Have a nightmare? Don't worry, little Qiu'er is fine. I just called someone over there to let me know. Little Qiu'er's fever has gradually subsided. If there is an accident, you will definitely wake up tomorrow. Don't scare yourself. "

Wei Zhen didn't know why, so he thought it was Jing Xuan who had a nightmare about the little ball, so he comforted him like this.However, what he said was indeed true. Just half an hour before Jing Xuan woke up, Huan Qian sent someone over to explain the situation of the little ball, but at that time Jing Xuan was fast asleep, so he didn't call out. Wake up Jingxuan.

Jing Xuan took a few deep breaths to calm down the bullying in his heart. Looking at Wei Zhen's worried expression, he wanted to give Wei Zhen a smile, but he couldn't, which made Wei Zhen even more worried.

"what happened to you?"

Before Jingxuan could respond to Wei Zhen's worry, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, followed by a servant's voice: "Eldest prince, Wei Gongzi, the little prince is awake!"

Now, Jing Xuan didn't care about the dream just now, and quickly got out of bed, Wei Zhen put on his coat, and the two rushed to Xiao Qiu'er's room.

After entering the room, Jingxuan realized that at some point, the emperor had also rushed over from the palace when he got the news that Xiao Qiu'er had acne, and he was sitting by Xiao Qiu'er's bed at this time.

Jing Xuan's footsteps could not help but pause, the emperor in front of him looked anxious, his eyes were still bloodshot, and he was concerned about the health of the little ball.And the emperor in his memory is an old man who has a stubborn temper but treats him sincerely.But this time in the dream, what he saw was a suspicious and irritable imperial ruler.

Jing Xuan thought, now he can somewhat understand the current emperor's resentment towards the emperor. He only saw a glimpse or two in the dream, and he was a little panicked. He loved the prince so deeply, but now he can only live forever. As the next emperor, there is no need to elaborate on what he feels in his heart.

In such a moment, Jing Xuan became more or less uncomfortable facing the emperor.Averting his eyes from the emperor, Jing Xuan looked at Xiao Qiu'er who had just woken up from the fever. The redness of the high fever had faded from Xiao Qiu'er's face, and he became a little pale due to the torment of the illness.When Jing Xuan looked over, Xiao Qiu'er's eyes could not help moving between the emperor and the emperor, the look in those eyes... Jing Xuan was startled suddenly, and couldn't help but froze.

It wasn't the look of a child, let alone the look of the little ball he was familiar with. On the contrary, it was very similar to the person in the dream.Could it be... Jing Xuan couldn't help being startled by his own thoughts.

Just as he was thinking, Xiao Qiu'er's eyes finally moved to Jing Xuan. He stretched out his hands to Jing Xuan, his throat was a little hoarse due to the high fever, but his voice was still very soft: "Brother, hug!"

There was grievance in that voice, but there was joy in those big eyes.Jing Xuan reached out and hugged the little ball.Ever since Xiaoqiuer was born, he has been the closest to Jingxuan. While the emperor and the emperor are very pleased with this, the boss can't help but feel uncomfortable. They also want Xiaoqiuer to be so close to them, okay?

The moment Xiao Qiu'er fell into his arms, he felt the breath of the little soft guy in his arms, and Jing Xuan's complicated mood just now calmed down instantly.No matter what the dream foretells, and no matter what happened to Xiao Qiu'er's acne this time, he still has a very firm intuition. Ball, that's enough.

After the fever subsided, the little ball was fine.With Wu Xi's ointment, the little ball survived the most unbearable scabbing period without suffering.The little ball was out of danger, so the emperor and the emperor naturally had no reason to stay in the Zhuangzi. There were a lot of affairs in the palace, and the two returned to the palace after taking care of the little ball for two days.

After the two of them left, Jing Xuan could clearly feel that Xiaoqiu'er's whole body relaxed and was no longer tense.He didn't say anything, and treated Xiao Qiu'er as before. Seeing Xiao Qiu'er couldn't help but get close to him, and restrained his own childish behavior, Jing Xuan thought it was really interesting.

This made him think that when he just became the three-year-old Lin Jingxuan, in the eyes of his mother, was he the same?Mother, did you already know that he is not her son?These answers are no longer known after the death of his mother, but Jing Xuan just felt warm in his heart, and couldn't help talking to Wei Zhen for a while.

Probably because Wei Zhen himself is a person who has experienced two lives, and he may have a history with Xiaoqiuer, so he didn't show too much shock. Instead, he patted Jing Xuan's head: "You don't have to hang up on that dream all the time. On the heart. Stuck on the past will never help, and I believe that Xiaoqiuer can handle these things well."

Jing Xuan nodded: "I can understand his thoughts. I remember that the emperor's uncle changed the diaper of the little ball when he was a child. At that time, the little ball drenched his face with boy urine. And the emperor's grandfather, At that time, he gnawed several mouthfuls on the little foot holding the little ball for the old disrespect, and was kicked by the little ball on the eye, and the eye circles were almost turned blue. I don’t know that now when he recalls these great achievements, his heart What is it like?"

Thinking of this, Jing Xuan couldn't help but smile, and he couldn't help being sober. Fortunately, when he woke up, his memory of his childhood was very vague. Otherwise, such a dark history would probably haunt him for a long time. of.

Seeing Jing Xuan finally smiled happily, Wei Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged Jing Xuan in his arms: "No wonder he didn't get close to me after waking up, he must know your identity. Back then, because Xiaoqiuer was still young, you didn't shy away from speaking in front of him."

"So he is still the closest to me." Jing Xuan proudly poked Wei Zhen's chest with his finger.

The first imperial decree issued by the emperor after returning to the palace was to ask Lin Ruhai to stay on as the governor of Jiangnan without returning to Beijing to report on his duties. It was such a simple decree that everyone in the capital who was eager to talk to Mrs. Lin Jia Min about Jingxuan's marriage I was caught off guard, so I had to grit my teeth secretly and prepare to watch the movement in the palace.

Not long after, it entered the twelfth lunar month, the imperial court began to seal, and the yamen everywhere also began to seal the yamen to prepare for the New Year.The palace was extremely busy, and the emperor and the emperor had no time to come to the hot spring village to watch Xiaoqiuer, but gave Xiaoqiuer quite a while to adjust his mood.

When it was not long before the end of the year, Huan Qian reluctantly went back to the palace. After Huan Qian left, Jing Xuan saw that Mr. Wu was absent-minded when he was handling the herbal medicine, so he felt a little better.

"Sir, you still have him in your heart, so why are you so duplicity?" It was rare for Jing Xuan to intervene in Wu Xi's relationship issues, but this time he asked very seriously.

Wu Xi shook his head and touched his face: "I can't refute his sincerity, but I can't accept it so frankly. The more sincere he is, the more he doesn't dislike me, the more I feel unworthy of him. Jing Xuan You can't understand how I feel, people like me don't deserve happiness."

Jing Xuan sighed, he has a deep understanding of Mr. Wu's stubbornness: "What happened to the East Palace back then was not your fault."

"No. At that time, I shouldn't have gone to southern Xinjiang with the army. The army has one more staff than me, and one less than me. But it's different around His Royal Highness. If I was by His Highness's side at that time, maybe I could have prevented the tragedy What happened, I know His Highness the Crown Prince's temper and the Emperor's paranoia back then, I shouldn't have left the East Palace."

The reason why he supported him to live for so many years was to accumulate strength to avenge the prince at first, and then he met Jing Xuan because of the blood of the prince. Nothing to worry about.But he is still greedy for Huan Qian's entanglement, and he can't let it go, he can only tell himself that he still wants to watch Jing Xuan live happily.Probably, this is the only reason for him to live in the world.

Little Qiu'er stood outside the door and listened to the door, his eyes were a little wet, and he was a little nostalgic. Jing Xuan heard the movement, and went to pick up Little Qiu'er: "You are just recovering from your illness, and the most taboo to blow the wind, why did you run away by yourself? Out?"

The little ball didn't make a sound, but put her arms around Jing Xuan's neck, and wiped the tears she accidentally left on Jing Xuan's neckline.

Holding the little ball in his arms, Jing Xuan thought to himself, now someone who can completely correct Mr. Wu's paranoia has finally appeared, and I believe that it won't be long before Huan Qian will be able to see the moon.

On the day of the new year, Jingxuan brought Xiaoqiuer and Wei Zhen into the palace, and the palace had already arranged rooms for them.Not long after arriving in the palace, the Empress Dowager can't wait to send someone to tell them to go to the Palace of Compassion.Speaking of which, the Queen Mother hadn't seen Xiaoqiuer for a long time, and she was even more distressed when she heard that the child had acne.

When he saw the little ball that turned into a ball of hair in winter, the eldest prince immediately became a grass, and was compared to the little prince, and the queen mother kept the little ball and would not let go. She squeezed her little hand on her forehead, flushed the little ball with embarrassment, and looked at Jing Xuan with a begging expression.

Jing Xuan was happy in his heart, thinking about it differently, the ex-prince was hugged by the former father's concubine and squeezed his face and rubbed his hands in various ways.But, this is a necessary step for a cute child, you should enjoy the life a child should have, little ball.

Poor His Royal Highness the crown prince was raised as a crown prince in his previous life. After such a wolf grandma's kneading, after asking for help to no avail, he could only blush and be "bullied" by the queen mother in various ways.But to be honest, this kind of feeling of being hurt by a child is quite good.

The eldest prince on the side didn't feel aggrieved by being neglected at all. He was taught by the empress dowager and the emperor when he was a child. He knew that he had a younger brother who was taken outside the palace to be raised because of his frail body.Later, when he grew up, he also heard some gossip unintentionally, knowing that he was born too well and robbed his younger brother of his nourishment from his mother and concubine, which made his younger brother weak. Facing this younger brother in his heart, he felt guilty and angry, and was afraid that his younger brother would make him suffer. Hating myself is simply paradoxical.

Today was the first time he saw little Qiu'er. When he saw his little brother who looked like a ball of hair, and saw that he could fit two little brothers in his body, he became more and more convinced that it was his own fault that caused the damage. The younger brother is not in good health.He stared at his younger brother's white and tender face and soft appearance, and thinking that he almost caused such a younger brother to die young, the First Prince felt bad all over.

After struggling for a long time, the queen mother finally woke up from the strange grandmother's state and found out the strangeness of the grandson. She could see through the thoughts of the grandson she brought up with one hand.At that moment, the Queen Mother waved her hand and called the Eldest Prince closer, hugged the little Qiu'er and said with a smile: "Qiu'er, this is your brother."

Although the little prince already has an official name of Huan Yu, the queen mother also likes the nickname of Xiaoqiuer very much, and she also mixed up with Jing Xuan and the others, completely ignoring the name of the little prince, and also called the little prince especially. Can't accept it.In his previous life, his name was Huan Yu, which happened to have the same pronunciation as Huan Yu, but he would rather everyone call him by his first name.

Sitting in the empress dowager's arms, little Qiu'er lowered his head, facing his elder brother who was not much taller than himself standing on the ground, seeing the joy and worry in the other's big eyes, probably because of the relationship between twins, he actually really Being able to feel the mood of the other party made him feel very complicated.

He also had quite a few brothers in his previous life.He couldn't figure out how everyone got along when he was young, and the hostility when he grew up was even more sad.Suddenly appearing in front of him such an elder brother who both likes and feels guilty for him, he feels quite comfortable in his heart.