The person in front of him became clearer and clearer, and Chu Miaoer looked at him intently, as if he had lost his soul.
"Miaomiao, are you feeling better?" Fu Yunchi gently helped her up and leaned against him, then turned around and ordered, "Why are you still dazed? Get some food quickly."
Baitao suddenly came back to his senses from the joy, nodded quickly and said "Okay", and flew out. Tingfeng saw that the atmosphere at this time seemed not suitable for three people to be in the same room, so he rubbed his nose and turned around consciously
Went out with her.
"You haven't eaten all day, are you trying to make things difficult for yourself, or are you trying to make me feel uncomfortable?" Fu Yunqi said with a hint of blame in his tone, "I didn't know you would even think about tea and food for me. Today
Now that you’ve seen it, why don’t you tell me whether I should feel happy? Hmm?”
How could Chu Miaoer fail to hear the underlying meaning of his words? She rubbed her arms into his arms and hummed deliberately: "Husband, why do I feel a little dizzy... Please help me rub it."
rub......"
"I think you are deliberately making me worry." Fu Yunchi sighed helplessly, then stretched out his hand to massage her.
Seeing that he was no longer interrogating, Chu Miaoer secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Yunqi seemed to be an easy talker on weekdays, but in fact he was very talkative. He would not stop talking about this for an hour or two.
"Yun Qi, you just went to your second brother's place..." Chu Miao'er was thinking about how to speak when she saw Baitao happily walking in with a wooden tray.
"Princess - you haven't eaten for a day, and the doctor said you shouldn't eat too greasy, so I asked the kitchen to prepare some lighter dishes for you. Come and have a try." Baitao put the wooden plate on the table.
, carefully picked up the porridge and walked to the bed.
Maybe he had been hungry for too long, or maybe his heart calmed down after seeing Fu Yunqi. Looking at the simple white porridge and vegetables in front of him, Chu Miaoer actually felt quite appetizing.
"I'll do it." Fu Yunchi took the hot porridge from Baitao's hand, put it in his mouth and blew gently. Seeing how caring he was for her, Chu Miaoer suddenly remembered what Ye Zhiqiu had said to her in the dream just now.
Well, Ye Zhiqiu and Fu Yanshuo used to be so close to each other, right? So even in the end, Ye Zhiqiu just hoped that Fu Yanshuo and Hu Yin could bring the case together in this life, and she never complained about Fu Yanshuo from the beginning to the end.
Fu Yunqi looked up and saw her in a daze. He guessed what she must have thought of the moment he looked up. He handed the spoon to her mouth and advised softly: "I know what you want to ask. Let's eat something first."
I think about it every day and dream about it at night. Just now he heard Chu Miaoer murmuring about "Second Sister-in-law", but he didn't need to know too much about this kind of thing, so if she didn't tell him, there was no need to ask.
.
After finishing the bowl of porridge slowly, Fu Yunqi was satisfied and asked Baitao to put away the bowl and chopsticks.
"Second sister-in-law just said it was her choice and didn't say anything else." Fu Yunchi said first.
Chu Miaoer was stunned for a moment, and the scene in her dream flashed through her mind again. She nodded slightly in agreement: "This is indeed her temperament. There is nothing more she can do, but I still feel it is a pity."
.But...in the final analysis, it is also my fault."
"What are you talking about?" Fu Yunqi took her out of his arms and looked at her seriously, "She married into the palace because of her second brother, and she guarded the palace because of her second brother. Let's talk about it.
She only relied on her own obsession to survive until now. Now that she has lost all her faith, she naturally has no desire to live. Why should you take this matter on yourself? For her, death may be more important.
Take it easy."
Once Ye Zhiqiu died, the living people left behind would probably have to live with guilt for the rest of their lives. Remembering that in order for Hu Yin to marry Fu Yanshuo, she herself had done some things to add fuel to the flames behind the scenes. Those were also
naturally became
"I just feel that the second sister-in-law has not really let go of the second brother. Now that Concubine Jing is gone, there is no worldly world that can stop them. Maybe in the future they can..." Speaking of this, Chu Miao'er added
I feel it is unfair to Huyin.
"Renew our relationship?" Seeing her nodding hesitantly, Fu Yunqi shook his head with unusual certainty, "No, they have never been the same person. Even without Concubine Jing, they can't renew their relationship because the second brother owes her a lot.
In love.”
Although Chu Miaoer disagreed with what he said, she couldn't object to it. Therefore, love is not a matter of first come, first served, and there will be no results if only one person's efforts persist.
The night is already deep, but some people are still awake.
There were two people standing proudly on the roof of Orchid Courtyard at this time. One was tall and tall and was wearing a black robe, and the other was slender and was wearing plain clothes. If it weren't for the fluttering clothes, it would be difficult to detect them in the dark light.
"Azhe, do you know what you are talking about?" Wan Niang turned to look at him with a pale face and said earnestly, "You and I are from the same mother and father, but you force me to do this again and again.
, what good will it do to you?"
"I just want you to live, sister!" Azhe lowered his voice and said, "You can't die, I will never let you die..."
"Azhe, you are wrong. If it weren't for him, why would I have survived for so many years? If one day he is gone, then I will have no hope of living. You had no choice but to sacrifice your life for the Dongjue people, but now you can't give up your love for Al
The love of clouds." Wan Niang took advantage of a gust of cold wind blowing by and murmured with relief, "When people die and fall to the ground, they turn into ashes. Everything has a beginning and an end."
"I can't..." Azhe shook his head slowly, and still wanted to persuade her: "No, sister, I can't just watch you..."
"Go back." Wan Niang interrupted him.
"Sister..."
Wan Niang raised her head and looked into his eyes with a very calm expression. She said calmly: "You have to be careful about everything in the palace. The leader of the Imperial Guard kept you probably because of Al Yunduo's sake, not on behalf of others.
Even people can tolerate you. The fourth princess has already guessed your identity before she had time to think about it, but in fact... she couldn't hide it in the end."
Azhe looked at her blankly, Tong Zhuo did know about his existence, maybe Chu Miaoer really hadn't thought about it carefully.
"As you can see, everything is fine in my fourth prince's house now, and the prince and princess treat me very well." Wan Niang smiled, looked into the distance and shook her head, "So it's impossible for me to leave, and I hope you can take care of me."
If you, my sister, give up on this matter, you can go."
Both of them knew in their hearts that it was not up to them whether the matter could be left alone.
Seeing her decisively turning around and leaving, Azhe stayed where he was for a long time without moving. He stood alone under the moon, no matter how heavy snow fell on his hair, his body remained unmoved.
On the second day, the prince's coffin had just been escorted out of the palace, and the Ministry of Ceremonies began to prepare non-stop for the upcoming foreign guests' banquet. The prince's funeral should not be neglected, and the foreign guests' banquet represents Dai Jin's face, so there should be no sloppiness at all.
Everyone in the palace was tacitly aware of the emperor's condition, but except for a few casual remarks in private where no one was around, the rest of the time they kept it secret for fear of causing trouble for no reason.
The Imperial Household also sent newly arrived silks and satins to the empresses of each palace today for selection.
"What is this? Why are they all such lifeless colors?" Al Yunduo looked at the rolls of dim and elegant fabrics in front of him, without concealing his dissatisfaction. He folded his hands in front of his chest and said, "I want to be gorgeous.
Do you understand a little bit?"
"I know this... but the Queen Mother has given an order that Her Royal Highness the Prince has just been buried, so no bright clothes can be worn at this banquet..." The leading eunuch bowed his head and explained.
"Your Majesty—" Qing Glaze was afraid that she would have a dispute with the palace people, so she hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over. She picked up a roll of gouache and a roll of green beans, and said with a smile: "I saw your Majesty wearing these two before.
Individually colored gauze skirts also have the beauty of natural beauty, so why does the empress need these things to set off her appearance?"
The eunuch laughed at her words and covered his mouth slightly.
Qing Glaze turned around and handed the cloth to the little eunuch behind him. When he turned away, he quietly stuffed a money bag into his hand. Fu Shen said: "My mother-in-law has decided on these two colors. Thank you father-in-law for coming here specially."
trip."
The eunuch quietly looked up at Al Yunduo, seeing that she had no objection. He weighed the money in his purse and grinned. This was the first time in this palace that a slave could make decisions for his master.
"I understand, Concubine Yun is so beautiful that she will look good in whatever clothes she wears..." As the saying goes, it's better to take advantage of someone's short hand than to take advantage of it. With the eunuch holding the money bag, the flatterers will naturally come one after another. Until Al Yunduo gets impatient.
After waving his hand to drive the person away, the eunuch stopped flattering him and led the person away with a smile.
"I just want to dress better at the banquet so that my brother and father can feel at ease." Al Yunduo tossed his hair and turned back to the window, muttering to himself, "But Qingglai... why did I...
Do you feel nervous when you think about meeting your father and brother soon?"
Qing Glaze covered her mouth and chuckled, handed the stove to her with both hands and said softly: "The ancients said that 'people are timid when they are close to home'. Although I don't quite understand, I feel that the empress must be in this mood."
"You are the only one who is smart." After Al Yunduo smiled, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Have the Fourth Prince and the Second Prince entered the palace today?"
"The fourth prince entered the palace at midnight last night, and this morning he left the palace with the prince's coffin and headed to the Western Mountain. Perhaps he would have to wait until the dust settled before returning to the palace. However, I heard that the second prince had a fever because of the prince's coffin.
"For some reason, I didn't enter the palace with the fourth prince." Qingglai asked puzzledly, "Is there something wrong with your Majesty asking this?"
She remembered that when she passed by the gate of Qiankun Palace yesterday, Tong Zhuo shook his head to stop her from entering, which meant that there must be something fishy inside. After Qingglai inquired, she found out that it was the Queen Mother who invited Fu Yunqi into the palace.
Fu Yunqi usually respected the Queen Mother very much, but this time he refused to come in after three invitations. There must be some unknown secret. But the palace is not peaceful at the moment, and no matter how many questions he has, he can only hold them back.
Inside.
"It's okay..." Al Yunduo said seriously, "I just thought that I haven't seen the fourth princess for a long time."