The emperor's gentle palm had unspeakable strength, pressing her chaotic and ethereal thoughts. He whispered in her ear: "Ruyi, don't be angry, don't fall into the trap of others, calmness is the best." Such warm and calm words made her feel a little dependent when she heard her heart moving.

This kind of dependence grew the most during the days when she first left the cold palace to be favored. She had been entangled with nightmares. The years she had been suffering in the cold palace, the inner grief and physical pain were all as entangled with her as the python. Even if she took the Anshen Decoction, she would still wake up intermittently in the dark and long dark night.

As if she noticed her uneasy, the emperor was obviously more likely to accompany her. Sometimes, she woke up in a nightmare, and under the faint light of the candlelight, she looked at the rich and gorgeous auspicious patterns carved on the top of the bed, the green phoenixes, lotus, vines, Buddha's hands, peaches, and peonies, which were carved and sprinkled with red and gold, and had a kind of confusion that she didn't know when tonight. Then, she heard his long breathing sound. His arms were always tightly embracing her body, which was slightly scattered with cold sweat, and conveyed her temperature continuously. His arms were strong and powerful, and they tightly surrounded her, and they did not relax even in a deep sleep. She fell asleep in a drowsy, woke up with throbbing and restlessness, always wrapped in his arms, and his body was close to each other.

At that moment, her eyes were blurred with tears. For a moment, she would even believe that he would definitely accompany him and wait for the dawn of the earth to come together.

In fact, why should she make plans in everything? If someone can rely on it, it would be great if he decides everything. Just like A Ruo, no matter how embarrassed it is, it falls into the eyes of outsiders. A Ruo is still the Concubine Shen of Sochoun. She served in the palace for many years, and her favors remained unchanged. She died suddenly and was buried in a grand manner. She was honored at home.

The emperor was very careful. But she had to rely on herself. The snake in the cold palace could be killed and the fire could be extinguished. However, how could those who were hiding in secret to spy on themselves and Hailan not be afraid? If I don’t care about this life, who would protect me everywhere?

Ruyi silently let her thoughts go around. The emperor said with a warm feeling: "I know that Hailan suffered a lot in order to give birth to Yongqi for me. You and Hailan have a deep affection, and her children are no different from yours. I understand your hard work and feel sorry for Yongqi, so all over the six palaces will receive my reward because of Yongqi's birth. Yanxi Palace is even more than three times."

Ruyi's eyes were filled with joy: "The emperor loves Yongqi, which is naturally a blessing for Hailan and me. But I am afraid that the reward is too heavy, so I will cause gossip. After all, when the third prince and the fourth prince were born, they had never given such a generous reward."

The emperor's eyes were smiling, and his breath gently brushed against her ears: "Hailan almost lost her life for this child. No matter how much I rewarded it, the queen in the six palaces has always been frugal, and set an example, and all the examples in the palace were reduced by half, and even gold and silver utensils were not very good. The imperial concubine followed the queen's appearance, and the rest of the people ignored it. But you have been worried about these days, and I have always wanted to reward you well. After thinking about it, I made something for you. From having this idea to ordering people to do it, everything was handled by me personally, and it was finally easy. I was going to give it to you, but I was delayed when I met Shanghai Lansheng Yongqi. I would have some time to send it to you."

Ruyi was hung on Hailan who had not yet woken up, and was shocked and unable to settle down. She could not care about what the emperor wanted to give, so she smiled and passed by: "The Empress presided over the six palaces and has always regarded frugality as the best. The Emperor spent a lot of effort on this thing. I received my kindness, but I didn't dare to spend too much."

The emperor looked gentle: "With the queen here, what can you lose? Only Jiapin loves to be pretty and dresses more delicately and beautifully. Moreover, Jiapin was the first to give birth to a prince after I ascended the throne, and was also a Korean clan daughter, with a different identity. So I thought that this time, Jiapin should double the rewards for the concubines in the six palaces."

After half a day of fatigue, the emperor was a little tired, so he returned to the palace to rest. The night cold leaked, and Yongqi fell asleep deeply after feeding her. The rich bloody smell in the air gradually became weak, adding a little bit of the frankincense of the newborn. Ruyi stood beside Hailan, holding a hot veil dipped in ginger water to wipe her face and arms. Hailan's face was extremely haggard after being overly tired, with an unhealthy gray-green color. She was as sad as if she had swallowed a handful of sour plums. This difficult childbirth almost left Hailan's life. How could she get over it just by driving a few imperial physicians out of the palace? Ruyi thought about it and called Sanbao: "I'll pay attention to these days, and see who the imperial physicians who delivered Yupin tonight have contacted privately."

Sanbao knew the importance of the matter, so he immediately agreed to go. Ye Xin came up and lit benzoin and advised: "Empress Xian, the little master's injury has been sewn and the little master has also slept. Do you want to go back to the palace to rest?"

How can I rest? During the long and difficult years of the cold palace, Hailan was awake and waiting for her; now, it was time for her to protect Hailan. Ruyi pondered for a moment, but still smiled: "Ye Xin, you are tired after all night. I asked Yang Xin to boil pain-relieving medicine, and I will give her a drink when Yupin wakes up."

Ye Xin agreed. Ruyi looked at the gradually brighter sky in the east, and her heart became a little more depressed but heavier.

After the emperor had a morning court, he returned to the Hall of Yangxin. He was happy that the new prince was worried about Hailan last night, and he was inevitably tired. He was about to sleep and entered the warm pavilion, but saw the queen guarding a bowl of steaming purple ginseng and pigeon soup, and greeted her with a smile. Seeing that she was so considerate, the emperor was also happy, so he let Li Yu serve him to abandon the crown and hat, and asked, "The Queen is here so early?"

The queen wore a silk satin robe embroidered dark red embroidered sporty pattern, and a color inlaid dark red beads and a broken jade gold-filled silk zither. A pink and white fluorescent double-happy coral pearl tassel fell down, making her look more and more happy. She was blessed with a blessed look, smiling and said, "Congratulations to the emperor for his new prince."

The emperor was happy when he heard this: "Has the queen also received good news?"

The queen hurriedly bowed and said, "Last night, I should have gone to Yanxi Palace to guard Yupin's childbirth. I hate that the slaves were lazy. When I saw me sleeping, I didn't come to wake me up. I woke up early in the morning and heard that Yupin's mother and son were safe. I was really happy. I thought that the emperor must be so happy that he had not had a good sleep all night, so I specially let the kitchen stew a pot of purple ginseng and pigeon soup to replenish the emperor's energy and refresh the spirit."

The queen raised her face, and Su Xin immediately held the soup cup and served it: "As soon as the queen woke up, she told people to prepare it, just wait for the emperor to come and drink it. The empress has some thoughts, the emperor will taste it."

The emperor lifted the celadon cup and sniffed it. He couldn't help but look at the queen with a smile, and praised, "Thank you for your hard work."

The cold winter has not yet faded, and dozens of pots of daffodils are placed under the window. It is the most precious "Luoshui Xiangfei". The famous species in Zhangzhou were selected and carefully cultivated from the flower room. The posture is particularly fine and graceful, the heart of the stamen is bright yellow, the flowers are white and clear, the face is as beautiful as jade, and the ice skin is as small as a shuttle, like a handful of jade, and it comes out from the green jade leaves. At this moment, the daffodils are steamed by the red basket in the hall, and the strong fragrance is like wine, filling the room, even the original smell of the soup is covered, just like my heart for the emperor, which is always so easy to cover.

Thinking of this festival, the queen felt sad but refused to lose her demeanor, so she reluctantly smiled and said, "This daffodil is so blooming. A few years ago, the flower house has been offering these Luoshui Xiang concubines. The emperor always felt that they had not achieved the highest beauty. Now they are placed in the hall, it seems to be the best."

The emperor smiled indifferently, with a hint of satisfaction, and was as proud as the morning glow: "Among the flowers, I have always liked the daffodils and loved their swaying waves, like the gods of Luoshui. If the cultivation is not done properly, wouldn't it damage the Xiang Concubine's attitude?"

The queen said: "It is said that the Narcissus was the wife of Shun, Ehuang, and Nuying was transformed into Nvying. When Shun died on a southern tour, Ehuang and Nuying both died in the Xiangjiang River. The Emperor of Heaven pity the two of them for their love for their husbands, so he turned their souls into Nvyus by the river, which made him named. I usually like this flower and I love her loyalty to her husbands."

The emperor thoughtfully and looked at the queen and said in harmony: "I understand the queen's intentions." He turned to look at the flower in the water and said softly, "I love the loyalty of the daffodils, and I also deeply feel that Ehuang is respectful to the husband. If I do not regard my husband as the heaven and the king as the heaven, how could I follow him like this in life and death?" His slender fingers drifted across the lush petals, as if the thin snow was condensed on his fingertips, "And the daffodils bloom in winter and are in a cold and gentle manner, which is particularly rare."

The queen sat down, feeling the warmth and warmth pounced on her face with a strong fragrance, almost intoxicated and lost all her defense. If she could be so intoxicated, it would be a good thing. From the day she became his wife, she was carrying the glory of the entire Fucha family and the future of her children and herself, and never had a day to relax. Even the time when the couple met alone was a little tight. She didn't know that the women in the palace loved flowers and plants, and only that person, the woman who made her fear, loved the cold flower like the person in front of her. Is this a little similar to her and him?

In just a moment, such thoughts aroused the fragmented and messy sourness in the heart. The taste was spicy and bitter, so sour that it almost filled her heart and lungs, forcing her to clench her fists, taking a deep breath, reminding herself: jealousy is not the expression that the queen should express. Until death, such emotions can only be buried in the heart, and let it bite the bones, and maintain its external grace and decentness.

Suddenly, she looked gentle and quiet: "It is naturally good to be loved by the emperor. I heard that there are a lot of green plums tributes in Jiangnan this winter. Concubine Xian has always loved green plums blooming alone in the cold. I think she is also deeply aware of the emperor's love for flowers." Seeing that the emperor did not respond, she just drank the soup she sent with relish, her heart warmed up slightly, and said gently, "The emperor not only has to work hard for national affairs, but also for family affairs. I don't ask for anything else, but I just want the emperor to go all the way and don't have any troubles."

The emperor was slightly moved, but his mouth gradually faded: "Does the queen think I will have something unhappy if I say this?"

The sun outside the hall was as bright as gold, like golden waves, surging in waves, shattered and magnificent. The queen's dignified face gradually became silent under the bright morning sunlight: "I heard that the coffin of Shenpin suddenly rose blue fireworks when it was burned in the fire, which caused panic among the palace people serving the devastating etiquette. I also heard that although Yupin successfully gave birth to a prince last night, it was difficult for a long time and her body was greatly damaged. I couldn't help but worry about whether it was caused by the ominous omen last night, which hurt the palace blessings."

The emperor stopped the soup cup in his hand and said in a calm voice: "The queen is the leader of the six palaces. If you have any words, you might as well say it."

The queen's tone was quiet and gentle, and she thought, "I heard that although Shenpin was punished in the cold palace, the palace people who collected her body said that she was covered in scars and died in red clothes and red shoes, and she was very resentful. I knew that Shenpin was the maid of Concubine Xian in the past, and there were many things that Shenpin had inappropriate. Whether it was given death or being punished, she was just using cat punishment in the palace and had to watch it with the palace people to make a warning. It would be too cruel and hurt Yin Zhi."

The thin white celadon soup cup slowly rotated on the emperor's slender fingertips. After watching for a long time, the light green vine pattern seemed to climb and grow, spreading countless branches and leaves and stretching out, making people unable to tell its direction. The emperor sneered lightly, and it was quite playful: "The queen thought that Yupin's childbirth was greatly damaged, and Shenpin's coffin bottle was strange to fire. It was because Concubine Xian's lynching was too cruel?"

The queen was leaning against the pillow of the golden blue velvet plum blossoms filled with orchid grass and icy lumps. She hurriedly bowed and said, "I dare not speak nonsense, but the hearts of the palace people are floating. I must come and report to the emperor."

The smile on the emperor's lips was still calm, but his eyes became indifferent: "I said that the queen is the head of the six palaces. I once thought when I was young, what would the head of the six palaces look like if the illusion is transformed into shape? I thought for a long time and should be like the compassionate Guanyin on the lotus platform. I have the heart of the world, and I have compassion, do not listen or lie, do not do evil things, and do not lie. Everything is clear in my heart, and I will handle it cleverly with a wise heart. What does the queen think?"

The icicles under the eaves melted a little by the warm sun, and the water droplets dripped from the morning breeze blew the iron horse on the eaves and dinged in the wind and rain. The deep and shallow sounds intertwined slowly and quickly, as if a soul-boosting bell, making the minds crack. The queen forced a smile: "I said it nonsense. However, what the emperor said was indeed the Guanyin, and although I was the queen, I was just a mortal with seven emotions and six desires. The realm that the emperor said was inferior to that of the emperor."

The emperor's side face had a clear outline, and was coated with a halo by the light golden sun. His dark eyes were shining with cold light like cold stars, making people unable to read his mood at this moment. "The queen is right, people are human beings, but the realm they cannot reach can also be longed for." He smiled slightly, as if he was unintentionally provoking other words, "It's like the slaves who serve me. In the past, Wang Qin was confused and wanted to spy on my will. Even the queen's grace to give marriage and food was disappointed. I have punished it. Now with him as an example, everyone else has more duty."

The emperor let out a sigh of relief and stroked her shoulder: "I understand the Queen's thoughts. Queen should not complain about herself."

Does he understand? The queen chuckled in her heart. There were so many women in the palace, and they all smiled at him like flowers. How could he understand his hardships and pains, like walking on thin ice? Just like her, even if she has been with her for many years, many times, her thoughts are elusive.

A husband and wife have only superficial glory...
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