Song Cheng kneeled in front of Song Wanrou. He shook his hands and gently stroked Song Wanrou's face. He used his sleeves to wipe away the blood on her face little by little. "Sister, can I take you home?"

"Ling'er, go and get a set of clean clothes for my sister to change into. She loves being clean the most. We want her to go home clean and beautiful."

Ling'er choked and cried, and she quickly went to look for clothes. After half a cup of tea, Ling'er changed Song Wanrou's clothes, and Song Cheng personally painted Song Wanrou's eyebrows and did her makeup. In a daze, he seemed to remember the first time he dressed Song Wanrou. The way my sister looks when she draws her eyebrows. My sister said: Acheng, practice on my face first. When you meet the woman you like one day, you will be able to draw a pair of beautiful eyebrows for her, and you will not be disliked by others. Your brother-in-law is so stupid that he can’t teach him no matter how hard he tries... I have to teach him again, otherwise sooner or later, I will be pissed off by him... Song Cheng’s eyes blurred with tears and he murmured in a low voice: "Sister... …I will never draw her eyebrows for her again in this life.”

"Sister, sister, you have a good journey. Xiao Xuanyi will definitely accompany you soon. Sister, don't worry, I will avenge you. I know who is the real culprit who killed you. From now on, Xiao Xuanrui and I are incompatible. .”

After Song Hui received the news, he staggered into the inner room with red eyes. He walked towards his daughter step by step, and his heart ached with every step he took. Song Cheng raised his head and glanced at his father. "Father. , have you come to pick up your sister and go home?"

Song Hui choked and nodded slowly: "Well, I'm here to take Wanrou home..." He bent down and picked up Song Wanrou's body. Ling'er's eyes were red, and she held a cloak and covered Song Wanrou's body. Above. Song Hui holds his cold and temperatureless body in his arms. His tears can no longer hold back. Zhao family, Zhao Guifei, Xiao Xuanrui, Zhao Chong... The pain of losing a daughter today, tomorrow, he I will definitely get it back a hundred times a thousand times. - In the side hall of Feiyue Palace, the palace servants lifted Xiao Xuanrui, who was still unconscious, onto the floor, and several imperial doctors knelt down to take a pulse. The emperor and Concubine Zhao both They all stood aside, waiting with worries on their faces. After half a cup of tea, the imperial doctor finished diagnosing the pulse and breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty and the empress, don't worry, Prince Rui is not in any danger. Just now, his blood and blood attacked his heart, and his mood fluctuated greatly for a while. , and then passed out."

"Prince Rui, as long as he takes good care of himself in the days to come, he will be fine."

Concubine Zhao held the handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "It's okay if Rui'er is okay, it's okay if she's okay."

The emperor's worried expression softened a bit. He asked the imperial doctor to step back, put his arm around Concubine Zhao's shoulders, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry, nothing will happen to Rui'er. Our child has his own destiny. He is a lucky one..." Concubine Zhao's face was haggard, and she sighed: "Hey, if I had known earlier, I should not have moved that child Zhao Yun to his side. Who would have known that it would turn out to be a disaster. I I originally thought that the children of my Zhao family were his cousins ​​and should be good ones. Who knew that Zhao Yun was actually confused..." "Your Majesty, you are so kind to me, and you didn't blame me and the rest of the Zhao family. ...I really don’t know how to repay you for your kindness.”

She raised her eyes, gazing at the emperor with tenderness. The emperor was looking at her tender eyes, and his heart couldn't help but waver. He curled his lips and smiled softly. He didn't know how many years had passed, but every time he saw her eyes, he would be moved. He felt that he was still like that young boy with uncontrollable heartbeat. He had been in love with Concubine Zhao since he was sixteen years old. By the time he turned forty this year, a full twenty-four years had passed. All this Over the years, he has had many women, whether they were beautiful or gentle. He only favored those women in order to reproduce the emperor's heirs. In his heart, the one he loved most was always his concubine, his gentleness. Son. He believed that this love would never disappear and would always exist with his soul. The emperor could not help but lowered his head and kissed Concubine Zhao on the lips. Concubine Zhao blushed with embarrassment and clenched her fists. He hit his chest several times: "Rui'er is still unconscious... Your Majesty, don't do this."

The emperor held her hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Wan'er, I just like your coquettish and angry appearance."

"You don't have to worry about the rest, I will take care of everything. I once said that I will give you and Rui'er the best, and I will try my best to protect you."

Concubine Zhao's eyes were full of emotion, and she couldn't help but cry softly again. The emperor coaxed Concubine Zhao, and seeing that she finally stabilized her mood, he left Feiyue Palace and went to handle government affairs. Concubine Zhao stood on the eaves of the palace. Next, she gazed tenderly at the emperor's retreating figure. When she turned around and stepped into the palace, the gentle smile in her eyes suddenly turned into indifference. She asked all the palace people to retreat and entered alone. In the side hall, she walked step by step to Xiao Xuanrui and looked at Xiao Xuanrui coldly from a high position: "Everyone is gone, how long are you going to keep pretending?"

Xiao Xuanrui immediately opened his eyes and looked at Concubine Zhao with some confusion: "Mother Concubine..." "Kneel down..." Concubine Zhao scolded in a cold voice. Xiao Xuanrui's heart trembled slightly. He quickly stood up and bent his knees. Kneeling on the ground. "Concubine, please calm down..." Concubine Zhao knelt down, pinched his chin with her thin armor, and slowly raised his face. Without saying a word, she raised her hand and spoke fiercely. He slapped Xiao Xuanrui hard. With a loud slap, Xiao Xuanrui felt a sharp pain on his cheek. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, barely daring to raise his head to look at her. Concubine Zhao sternly scolded: "Idiot... If it wasn't for me, The palace will take care of the aftermath for you, do you think you can escape unscathed this time?"

"I have been planning for you for many years, and finally won you a reputation as a virtuous king. But luckily for you, you ruined everything in just one day."

Xiao Xuanrui knelt on the ground, his body couldn't help but tremble. He gritted his teeth and replied: "Er Chen suffered a big stumble this time. I never thought that there would be a variable like Yun Luan. She has always admired Er Chen, who Knowing that she suddenly seemed to be a different person, completely out of the control of her son..." Concubine Zhao had a sullen face, flicked her sleeves, and stood up slowly. The cold aura of her body completely made her become a There was another person. Her eyes were full of anger, and she found a place to sit down. Without saying a word, she picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. She stared at Xiao Xuanrui coldly and questioned each word coldly. "It seems that you still don't understand why I am angry?"
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