When Wanpin saw Ruyi, she felt ashamed and did not dare to avoid it. She had to perform great etiquette, knelt down in front of the cold wind, and said sadly: "Empress, peace."

A stream of blood surged into her throat, making her throat sweet. It was the woman in front of her, the woman with deep affection, who brought these mourning works to her and asked her to see them.

Taking a deep breath, he stood still, and still stretched out his usual gentle queen style, and said calmly: "Get up!"

Although she was in a rare favor when she was in good condition, she was just a dress of mist and clouds, cloud satin, beaded embroidered pair of Lanxuan. Such exquisitely embroidered clothes always seemed invincible when they fell on her, as if they could not hold up the skeleton of the material, and were timidly pitying. The collar and cuffs rolled with water-green edges, and dark red pomegranates were lit, which was the joy and luxuriance of early summer. Clusters were blooming, and the ignited flames were burned straight into her heart, burning to ashes.

Ruyi looked at her heavily, "Very good. I heard that Empress Xiaoxian's death is coming, but you have thought of an excellent way to show that the emperor and Empress Xiaoxian are deeply kind and righteous."

When Wanbin heard what she said, she had lost her backbone and was even more timid. She didn't dare to look up. Seeing Ruyi's breath, she seemed to be holding back a whim of resentment. She looked even more chaotic. She guessed a few points long ago and said hurriedly: "The Queen."

"Forgive me? Why are you guilty?" Her voice shook slightly, and she quickly returned to a solemn calm. "You just told me something that I have been deafing my ears and pretending not to see." She breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not you, there are others. Sooner or later, someone will force me to see clearly that I am not as good as others."

Wanpin held her sleeve, her face full of confusion and anxiety, and said Yiyi: "Empress, I know that I should not use Empress Xiaoxian to invite favor. But, but..." She bit her lip, thinking that she had tried hard, and bit her deep marks. "But the emperor has never looked at me well. I just want the emperor to remember that there is someone like me."

I have to pity her affection, but it would be a pity if she was used. Ruyi asked, "Who taught you?"

"It was the imperial concubine who was sorry for me, so she taught me this method, which was indeed useful. Even Princess Hejing praised me." Wan Ping looked at Ruyi timidly, unable to bear the weak, and didn't know where to place her hands, and she burst into tears, "Empress, sorry. I'm sorry."

Only by being used by others can you have a place to stand in the eyes of the loved ones, but how long can you stand? Wanpin has already taken the lead, but how smart people later were, they had long been so smart that they would publish the poems of the emperor's mourning the demise of Empress Xiaoxian and spread them all over the world. In the end, they were just making wedding clothes for others.

Ruyi stared at her, sighed, and pulled away.

Wanpin is not a bad person. She is even a rare good person. She is forbearing, gentle, and even her love is deep and low-key. She never hurts people easily. However, sometimes good people are not likable, and bad people are not necessarily annoying.

At Wanpin, she sees the silent and enduring love, the silent hope and watch, and the fragrance is the trembling fear and struggle under the grand joy and longing. So who has her love, the love she once had with deep affection and unwillingness to let go?

It was the boy with clear eyebrows and eyes, who would always call her softly in the depths of her memory: "Qingying."

That was the best age in life. I couldn't throw it away, couldn't bear it, could not forget it, but I could never go back.

Even Rong Pei couldn't even see Ruyi's silence. She thought about it again and again, but she said, "Empress, let the imperial concubine manipulate Concubine Wan so much and please the emperor and Princess Hejing. Would you do nothing?"

Ruyi looked at the turbulent weather outside the window and said in a deep voice: "If I am in my current situation alone, I can't do anything. You go and invite Yu Hu to come."

Yu Hu came very quickly, and respectfully asked Ruyi for peace, and said, "Before I came, I often heard Fujia say that although the Empress Dowager had no business, I didn't like to see Concubine Ling being over. Alas, it was because the Empress Dowager was too lenient in the past and underestimated her, which made her current situation. The Empress Dowager mentioned it occasionally, and she was very regretful."

Ruyi nodded. In recent years, the relationship between the emperor and the empress dowager was much calmer. In addition, the empress dowager almost ignored the affairs of the previous dynasty and harem, and only cared for her to live her life with peace of mind. The emperor was even more determined to bridge the rift between mother and son in the past. He couldn't help but admire the empress dowager when he was young, and did his best to support the world. He settled down in the morning and evening, and celebrated the festival. Every time the birthday of the Double Ninth Festival, he collected rare treasures from the world to make the empress dowager smile. The empress dowager did everything in the world, but did not know how he became calmer, focused on Buddhism and the enjoyment of children and grandchildren. With this balance, the mother and son were more sincere. Therefore, even if the empress do not like Yan Wan, he would never take the initiative to speak.

Ruyi said, "Among many children, Princess Hejing, the emperor cherishes the most. Because Empress Xiaoxian died early, the emperor always cherishes it. But it is not justified that the princess has such a noble identity, always close to the concubines. Please tell me the reason for this. After all, you are the old man in front of the emperor."

Yu Hu hurriedly kowtowed, got up and left.

Princess Hejing was born in the legitimate family and was always reserved and noble, but she was very kind to Yuhu, who had served the emperor for many years. Hejing Yibi ordered the maid to serve Yuhu and let him sit down, and was very polite. The two talked for a long time, and Hejing gradually lost words and just sipped tea.

After a while, He Jingfang asked: "Aunt Yuhu, do you take everything you said seriously?"

Yu Hu smiled clearly: "If the princess doesn't believe it, you can go and check it. On that day, the imperial concubine was still a palace maid in the flower room. She was sent to the imperial concubine Shujia for teaching by Empress Xiaoxian because she accidentally smashed a pot of flowers in Changchun Palace. Who knew that the imperial concubine Shujia was cruel and ruthless. In those years, the imperial concubine was tortured. Do you think she hates the imperial concubine Shujia?"

He Jing laughed and said disdainfully: "The character of the Imperial Concubine Shujia has always offended many people and has few relationships. Her ability is so powerful that the Imperial Concubine will naturally be extremely resentful. But will the Imperial Concubine hate her mother too?"

Yu Hu looked respectful and bowed, "The princess is well versed in the world. You can understand the reason for love by thinking about it." He Jing lowered her head and thought, fiddled with the gilded flower-wrapped armor about an inch long on her little finger. After a moment of silence, she felt cold and cold, "Yes. Even if the concubine Ling dared not resent her mother explicitly, it must be not what she said she was full of respect for her mother. She used her mother's love to approach me. Aunt Yu Hu, do you think so? But why did my aunt tell me this until today?

The imperial concubine said cleverly and despised." Yu Hu sighed, looking at the direction of Changchun Palace from afar, with a very respectful expression. "Empress Xiaoxian is frugal and self-control, and is a model for girls. She is highly respected by the emperor and the harem. Originally, the imperial concubine was just close to the princess, and I didn't know what to do. But now, the imperial concubine assisted in the six palaces and used the emperor's memorial poem to Queen Xiaoxian to make trouble and take the opportunity to suppress the queen. I really think it's too much." The smile on Hejing's lips became indifferent. She looked elsewhere and said coldly: "Are you dissatisfied with the queen's grievance?"

Yu Hu looked earnest and said, "No. I have been serving the emperor for many years, but I don't like someone to turn around behind my back, using the dead to invite favors and flatter them, and to eliminate dissidents. Empress Xiaoxian is the princess's mother. I think the princess can't bear to see Empress Xiaoxian being regarded as a reason for competing for favors and profits after her death, and she will not be at ease."

He Jing raised his eyebrows, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Why didn't my aunt tell the emperor? What's the benefit of telling me?"

Yu Hu was not vague and said in response to the ignorant doubts: "I am afraid that in the eyes of ignorant people, I think these things are just done by the princess who is dissatisfied with the queen. I ordered the concubine to instigate concubine Wan to use Empress Xiaoxian to compete for favor, so as to reap the benefits of the fisherman, but it makes people think that it is the princess who acts in a way that is a disagreement with the emperor and empress. It is really worth it for the princess. Princess, you are the emperor's only legitimate daughter, you are extremely noble, and you must not be stigmatized or implicated by others."

He Jing Changshu breathed: "I understand what you mean."

Yuhu stood up and said goodbye. He Jing looked at her figure, and the gloom on his eyebrows became stronger and stronger.

The spring in the capital is dry and crisp, and the willow catkins are flying lightly, which is pink and white. Occasionally, there are sporadic rains that remind her of the continuous rainy season in Jiangnan in her childhood.

When the weather was good, Yongqi handled some simple government affairs for the emperor and went to Yanxi Palace to pay homage. The courtyard was quiet and empty. The dark purple magnolia flowers bloomed one after another, and the full calyx was full of spring light, emitting a refreshing fragrance, and it rose and fell from the quiet courtyard into the inner hall of Yajing.

There was a loud sound of reading in the hall on the east side, which was Yongqi's voice. Yongqi didn't stop for a long time, and lifted her feet and walked in.

Hailan sat alone under the window, embroidering something in the clear sky. She picked up needles and threaded her hair, leaving two wing-like shadows on her face, and her neck was bent into a beautiful curve.

Yongqi's heart softened. This is his mother, the ever-serious and gentle mother.

Hailan wore a homely magnolia-colored silver-printed gold-breasted bamboo leaf-patterned brocade skirt, with dark purple balls covering the outside. Although the workmanship is not difficult, the texture and tailoring are excellent. The head is tied with gold wire and sapphire flower ornaments on her wrist, and a pair of white-fat carved plum blossoms and cloud cranes carved on her wrist is exquisite and orderly.

Yongqi was very comforted. Because he was proud of himself in front of the emperor, his mother's situation became better and better. Although he was still unpopular, no one dared to neglect and his food and clothing were of top quality. Thinking of this, all the hard work and labor became a natural thing. He only hoped that his mother would have a good life.

So he walked over to pay tribute. When Hailan saw her son coming, she held her in pleasure and said, "Look at you, your child, you must have come in a hurry and your hair is messy."

When Yongqi saw that she was embroidering something, she walked closer and saw that it was an eight-piece lotus and white fox leather jacket worn in winter. Each of them was embroidered with golden thread. He said, "What embroidery work is your mom doing? These meticulous work hurts your eyes, leave it to the servants to do." Hailan said, "It's your mom's thing."

Yongqi smiled and said, "Son knows. If it weren't for the Emperor's mother's things, how could she be so concerned?" Hailan was so upset. "Now the Ministry of Internal Affairs is lazy. The collar of this dress is torn and he will not be able to make up. Rong Pei's embroidery work is not good. Your Emperor's mother... hasn't had a good eye recently, so she can't do it by herself." Yongqi hesitated for a moment, "I heard that it's a trend that the pursuit of Empress Feng Xiaoxian in the palace has become a trend, and the Emperor's mother is in a state of embarrassment. Even Yongqi can't stay by her side."

Hailan waved her hand, no longer wanted to say anything, and said to him: "Come on. My hair is messy, my mother will comb you." Yongqi sat down obediently, let Hailan break her hair and combed it finely.

Yongqi closed her eyes, feeling extremely enjoyable. He whispered softly, as if he couldn't be sure and dared not touch it, and said softly: "Mother, does the Emperor really love me?"

Hailan's gesture was extremely gentle, and she cast his hair finely for him. "Why do you ask this?" Yongqi's eyelids drooped, but his eyes under him turned uneasy, "Mother, Emperor Ama doesn't love you, why does he love me? Is it really because I did impeccable, or me, it's just the hope that Emperor Ama puts on, allowing him to see Yonglian and Yongcong become his ideal appearance when they grow up."

Hailan stroked his forehead and said gently: "It is well known that your emperor Ama loves his legitimate son. What he longs for is that the son born to Empress Xiaoxian can grow up and inherit the emperor's throne. Unfortunately, Yonglian and Yongcong are both blessed. But Yongqi, don't pay attention to what you are next to you, just be successful."

Yongqi rubbed her hands, "The Emperor Ama also loves Yongqi very much, and even sent him to Yanxi Palace for his mother to raise. The son understood that the Emperor's mother had lost power and the mother was not in conflict with the world, but she could give Yongqi some time to rest."

"Of course, the rubber is renewed and the string is broken and connected again. As the queen, your mother gave birth to Yongqi is naturally the legitimate son. Unfortunately, even if it is a wife, Xuxian is not as good as a tyrant. Your mother's embarrassment is here. Moreover, her family background is not as rich and glorious as Empress Xiaoxian, and there is no one behind her, and she is lonely and helpless." Hailan's entrustment is gentle and heavy, "Yongqi, you have grown up, and you have to support your mother more." Yongqi opened her eyes slightly and pondered for a moment, "What my mother said is very much. Although the mother offended the Emperor Ama, her status is worry-free. Moreover, the mother also has Yongqi, and Yongqi is the only son of the Emperor." "Aren't you the son of your Emperor?" Hailan sighed, "Since you were born, my mother will be the only son of the Emperor."

No more favor. I can only know how many years of cold nights, but I can only know. If your mother had not raised you in her knees and treated you as her own. How many children are there in the prince's office that you cannot raise, you may have become one. So Yongqi, you must be as filial to your mother as Yongqi, and treat her as if she was me." Yongqi grabbed Hailan's hand and spoke in a deep voice, "I am the son of my mother, of course I am filial to my mother. To my mother, I also understand her kindness in my heart and know what to do. Yongqi..." He paused, "My son will take good care of Yongqi." Hailan was very pleased and said with a gentle voice: "Yongqi, Yongqi has an ordinary talent, not as smart as you were when you were young. But you can make up for the shortcomings of your birth. If you are your brother, you must supervise him well."

Yongqi's eyes darkened slightly, and she nodded to say yes.

Hailan wrapped the gilded coral green pine pendant in her hand around the tied braid tips and said softly: "Okay." Yongqi looked over and said with a smile: "It's the best braid to comb your forehead. Yunjiao is the best at combing her hair, and it's not as clever as her forehead."

Hailan looked at him with a smile, "Yunjiao? Is it the newly-acquisitioned concubine Hu?"

Yongqi was very embarrassed, "What the concubine told her mother? It was the girl who was given to her third sister when she was drinking outside. She couldn't help but feel good, so her son had to take it away. Unexpectedly, it was a delicate girl, so her son took her away and sealed her up as a princess." Hailan smiled and looked at her son with all her eyes. "You often interact with people outside, and you often give me concubines. My mother wants to see how outstanding people are, and she has become the person in your heart. But the rules are here. The only daughter-in-law whom you can see is your concubine and the concubine. The princess is not in the class and cannot be entered into the palace." Yongqi was quite pitying, "Yes. If it weren't possible in identity, even a concubine would have aggrieved her."

Hailan frowned slightly when she heard this and said, "No matter how much you like a concubine, don't be too fond of it, it hurts your concubine's heart. Remember, you should not say such frivolous words again."

Yongqi's face was thin and her face was slightly red. Nuonuo said that he was. Seeing that his son was like this, Hailan couldn't bear to say that he had a gentle smile, "It's rare to have someone you love. If you can extend your offspring for you, her future will naturally be indispensable."
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