After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

In the hazy sleep, Chu Jingrong felt warm for the first time in three years.

He was unconscious, wanted to sleep but didn't dare to sleep, fearing that Xiao Yunyan would disappear if he fell asleep, so he tried to stay alert, calling in a low voice, "Erlang, Erlang."

He seemed to be able to hear the familiar and deep voice, stroked the broken hair on his forehead with one hand, and comforted him: "I'm here, go to sleep."

Chu Jingrong closed his eyes with peace of mind, but woke up uneasy after a few hours. Before opening his eyes, he subconsciously asked, "Erlang?"

As a result, this time, there was no response.Chu Jingrong opened his eyes suddenly, and stretched out his hand to touch the side of the bed, which was already icy cold.

Sitting up halfway, looking down at his well-bandaged palm, Chu Jingrong's eyes showed confusion.

Did Erlang really come to look for him last night?Could it be that he was just thinking too much and had hallucinations.

"Qingwu, Qingwu."

Qingwu hurriedly put on his clothes and ran in after hearing the commotion. He still has some pain in the back of his neck. Since last night, this morning, it's like drinking a piece of wine, and he has no memory at all.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"Did you bandage my hand?" Chu Jingrong asked eagerly.

"This... this...." Qingwu replied with a look of embarrassment on his face, "My lord, I can't remember."

Chu Jingrong froze for a moment, then shook his head crazily, no, it was definitely not Qingwu, if everything was his illusion, it would not be so real.

Thinking about it, Chu Jingrong turned over and got out of bed, her movements were a little hasty and flustered.

"My lord, it's still early, where are you going?"

"Go to see Erlang, has Erlang come back?" He is now living in the palace, so it stands to reason that Xiao Yunyan should return to the mansion after the family banquet.

Hearing this, Qingwu's face was a bit ugly, and he replied falteringly: "I heard the news from the palace, the prince did not stay in the palace last night, but he didn't go back to the palace, but went straight to the imperial city. Court."

Imperial City Villa?Chu Jingrong's movements became stiff, and he sat on the bed in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while.

Why...why do you want to live in the Imperial City Garden?

That place was a taboo in Chu Jingrong's heart. For three years, he didn't dare to take a look.

I am afraid that there will still be Erlang's undried blood on the ground, and I am afraid that there will be traces left by Erlang's back on the maple tree. If time can be restarted, Chu Jingrong wishes that he has never been to the Imperial City Garden .

"And, and..." Qingwu hesitated, not knowing how to speak, telling his young master this desperate news.

"And what? Qingwu, don't make me worry anymore." Holding the lapel of his chest with one hand, Chu Jingrong had a bad premonition, but no matter how bad the news was, he still had to face it.

"There was news from the palace that the prince asked Ying to go back to guard the border in a few days, but was dismissed by the Holy Majesty, but the prince... seems to be very persistent and must leave."

After listening, Chu Jingrong lowered his head and became completely silent. His whole body seemed to be deprived of vitality, leaving only an empty shell.

He could feel that Erlang still loved him, but that man would rather go back to the bitter cold place outside the Great Wall and suffer than stay and give him a chance to reunite!

If it's not hatred, Erlang, why on earth are you doing?Why?

"Qingwu, take my emperor's teacher's seal and go to Dali Temple to invite the minister of Dali Temple." With his fingertips curled into fists, Chu Jingrong took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down, commanding in a cold voice.

He will not give Xiao Yunyan a chance to leave, absolutely not.

Qingwu didn't ask what kind of plans his young master had, he took the emperor's master seal and hurriedly ran to do it.

Without making Chu Jingrong wait too long, Qingwu invited Dali Temple Qing Nan Chengyao back as quickly as possible.

"My lord, please, the young master has been waiting inside for a long time."

"Thank you, young master, for leading the way." The little bookboy serving the emperor's side, even if he is the minister of Dali Temple, has an amiable attitude.

After Nan Chengyao entered the room, Qingwu closed the door intimately, and Chu Jingrong came out from the back room. He hid his injured hand in his sleeve robe and stood behind the screen, so Nan Chengyao couldn't see it. See his haggard face and red eye corners.

"I don't know if the emperor summoned his ministers this time, do you have something important to order?" Nan Chengyao bent down and cupped his hands, asking respectfully.

"I want you to amend the laws of the Great Zhou Kingdom." Chu Jingrong's voice was flat, but with an unquestionable majesty.

"I don't know which law the emperor is going to change?" Nan Chengyao was puzzled.

"The law of marriage."

Marriage law?

The emperor specially summoned him, and Nan Chengyao thought that the amendments would be criminal law, robbery law, judiciary, supervisory system...

Didn't expect to change the innocuous law of marriage?

"I don't know how the emperor wants to change it?"

Chu Jingrong paused for a moment before continuing to speak: "Where husbands and wives are divorced, if one party is willing to forgive and the other party is willing to forgive, it will be regarded as a reunion."

"This...?" Nan Chengyao was not unwilling to do so, but he still had some doubts: "Emperor Master, forgive me for being stupid, it is understandable to plead guilty, but this forgiveness, how can it be considered forgiveness?"

Chu Jingrong was silent for a while, and replied word by word: "If you hug me and cross the threshold, it will be regarded as forgiveness."

"The minister understands, and will proceed to do it."

"I want this law to take effect today." Chu Jingrong ordered in a blunt tone that could not be refuted.

"This...." Nan Chengyao was a little embarrassed. Although it is a harmless marriage law, it is not a trivial matter to amend the law. From top to bottom, there must be no mistakes. The summoning of the emperor's teacher is so hasty, and the time required is so nervous?

"The revision of this small law does not require the seal of the current emperor. If you can't do this little thing well in one day, the minister of Dali Temple should be replaced."

Chu Jingrong's voice was indifferent, but it made Nan Chengyao's heart tighten. He didn't doubt the authenticity of these words at all...

"Please rest assured, the emperor. I will deal with it immediately. Before sunset tonight, I will give the emperor an answer."

"Go on, don't let me down."

Nan Chengyao was ordered to leave the room. After leaving the palace, he hurried back to Dali Temple. On the way back, he realized that the emperor asked him to discuss matters. Why did he go to the palace instead of the palace?

Thinking of the groundless rumors some time ago, Nan Chengyao was silent for a moment, not daring to think about it further.

That night, Dali Temple sent people to report that the law had been amended and posted on the imperial list, but within a short period of time, the amended law could not be known to everyone.

Chu Jingrong waved his hand and dismissed the servants who came to report. From the beginning, what he wanted was not to be known by everyone...

After the servants left, Chu Jingrong called Qingwu in and told Qingwu what he needed to do tomorrow.

After Qingwu heard Chu Jingrong's plan, he prostrated himself on the ground in shock, begging Chu Jingrong to take back his life and make another plan.

"Young master, no, you are the emperor's master! You are the emperor's master respected by all people, you can't do this!"

Chu Jingrong was unmoved, and said in a calm voice, "The emperor broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. I am just the emperor's teacher."

What he has decided, no matter what others say, will not change.

"If you make a mistake, you should admit it, right? I'm no exception." Close your eyes, no matter how much Qingwu tried to persuade, Chu Jingrong had nothing to say.

He doesn't want any face or dignity.

Since he made a mistake, he pleaded guilty and obeyed the law, Xiao Yunyan should not abandon him, he did not want to experience another three years.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingwu waited for Chu Jingrong to get up in the morning.

Taking off the bundled hair crown with his own hands, Qingwu still couldn't bear it.

"My lord, is it necessary to do this? With your means, there are thousands of ways to make the prince turn back."

These words made Chu Jingrong feel inexplicably familiar. Xiao Yiheng seemed to have said that at the beginning, he had thousands of ways to make Xiao Yunyan give up, and he had to choose the cruelest and most destructive one.

Up to now, he still has thousands of ways to make Xiao Yunyan reunite with him, unable to leave the imperial city, but he doesn't want to hurt Erlang anymore.

Then beg for forgiveness in the most direct and clumsy way!

Chu Jingrong really values ​​face and Qingyu very much, but all of this cannot be compared with Erlang. If Erlang is willing to accept him again, he will not want anything. He can resign his status as an emperor teacher and imprison himself in the palace. , no longer take a step.

After the hair crown was removed, the long hair spread out. Chu Jingrong took off his shoes and socks, and was only wearing a single shirt. He took out the jade hairpin from the box, gathered it in his palm, and took a last look at himself in the bronze mirror. Jing Rong stood up, opened the door and walked out.

It was icy and snowy outside, and the soles of my feet fell on the floor, excruciatingly painful.

Chu Jingrong didn't flinch, he just walked across the gate of the palace, and walked all the way to the other garden of the imperial city.

Qingwu followed all the way, watching helplessly his young master's feet turned from red at the beginning, to blue and white, and then to bloodless, he followed step by step while wiping away his tears.

It was freezing cold, and there were not many pedestrians on both sides of the street, but it was not empty. Some of them could not recognize the current emperor, but some could.

Some were shocked by doubts, or looked on with curiosity and astonishment, which was more difficult than the cold winter wind.

There are 13 streets in total from Prince Xiang's Mansion to the Palace of the Imperial City, just like the 13 dragon whips you received for me back then.

Chu Jingrong didn't know how he persisted. In the end, his whole body was frozen, his knees wouldn't bend, and his feet lost feeling. He could only move his legs numbly like a marionette.

If he hadn't stuck the jade hairpin into his palm to keep awake, Chu Jingrong felt that he might not be able to sustain the journey at all, and would freeze and faint halfway.

In front of the Imperial City Bieyuan, Chu Jingrong worked hard for a long time before he stepped up the steps. He stood in front of the mansion gate, raised his hands, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against the back of his hands. The breath from his nostrils was like frost .

"Sinful concubine...Chu Huaijin, she has repented and reformed herself, I beg Erlang...please open the door for my husband!"

He finally recognized her husband personally, but I don't know if Yun Yan is still willing to recognize him as a princess?

The guard at the door was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and then rushed to report, not knowing how many times he fell along the way.

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Brave and delicate, not afraid of difficulties, rush to the duck~

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