A Precious Pearl in the Imperial City

"why?"

In the quiet room, the voice of the hareming king sounded in a trance: "Mother concubine, why did you do this?"

He couldn't think that his mother, who was gentle and weak in his eyes, was pretending to be sick all these years.

But why did she do this?

Worried that Empress Su will make things difficult for her?

Afraid of other concubines in the harem calculating her?

But since the father of the emperor became the king, he has only spoiled Queen Su, and the harem concubine is the only one who hates Queen Su. Why should the mother and concubine be so wronged by herself?

"I'm doing everything for you, of course." Concubine Xu looked at her son and said without hesitation: "Stay on the shore, you are the eldest son of your father, and the future throne should belong to you."

Wang Huai looked at Concubine Xu in astonishment. This ambitious mother became strange in his eyes. In his memory, the mother and concubine were gentle. She would not force her fourth brother to study like Zheng Lanyin did, nor would she let her second brother give way to other brothers like Lu Zhaoyi did, and she never even talked to him and the eldest son. Things like the prince.

"Now that the Su family has been canonized as a queen, I am the eldest son. What is the use?" Wang Huai acknowledged his fate: "Mother concubine, in the future...don't wrong yourself anymore. It's a medicine that is three-point poison, even if you are not sick, often Drinking these bitter pills is not good for your health."

"If I'm not weak and sick, how could your majesty let me go?" Xu Fei lifted the quilt, walked to the table and sat down, and sneered: "Your father is a man who is very good at forbearance. When the kings seized the throne, he could not ignore it. The trick was unbearable in the hidden mansion, and finally won the command..."

"Father Huang was obviously framed by other princes and was placed under house arrest for two full years in the palace." Huluo Pingyang was bullied by a dog, and during the two years he was under house arrest, he hardly wanted to remember what life he had lived.

"It happened to be him, the banned prince, who finally became the emperor." Xu Fei looked at her ignorant and ignorant son: "Why is it him?"

"The father belongs to the destiny of heaven. He has both talents and virtue, and is better than all the princes." Wang Huai couldn't understand Xu Fei's words even more: "Isn't this what it should be?"

"There aren't so many people in the capital." Xu Fei raised her eyebrows: "You have such a stupid temper, how will you win courtiers in the future?"

Wang Huai frowned and said nothing.

"I used to think that your father was a gentle and benevolent temperament. Knowing that one day, I found that there was no warmth in his eyes when he looked at me." Xu Fei fell into the memories of the past: "In his eyes, I There is not the slightest difference from the flowers and trees on the roadside. Although he did not kill me, he has no affection for me."

"Mother concubine, what are you talking about, why did the emperor father kill you?" He looked at Concubine Xu in horror, thinking she was confused, and said nonsense: "The son helped you to rest in bed."

"Sixteen years ago, the people of the King of England found me and asked me to steal a roster from your father's study. They promised that as long as I got the roster, I would protect our mother and son and take us out of the palace." Xu Fei laughed at herself. : "When people are desperate, they tend to lose their minds. I promised the King of England."

Wang Huai looked at Concubine Xu in disbelief: "Mother concubine, you are lying to me, right?"

How could the gentle, kind-hearted mother and concubine in his heart, who was obsessed with the father and the emperor, possibly sell the palace?

At that time, there were dozens of people in the entire palace, if the mother concubine gave the roster to others...

He asked dumbly: "What happened later?"

"Later, the King of England was defeated and died under the sword of Jin Jiawei. I don't know which floor tile in the palace was stained red by the blood flowing from him." When mentioning this past incident, Concubine Xu felt regretful in her heart: "I knew he would. In such an end, I would never agree to him."

"You didn't steal the roster?" Wang Huai was secretly relieved.

"Steal it." Concubine Xu lowered her eyelids: "After the King of England was defeated, I burned this roster."

Wang Huai remembered one thing, when the mother and concubine burned things in the house, her eyes were red and she looked very sad.

"You told me back then that you burned poems written for the emperor father." Wang Huai sat down on the stool: "You were lying to me?"

He thought it was the mother and concubine seeing the deep relationship between the father and the Su family, so he burned the things written to the father, because there were no love poems at all, only the roster of the royal family's life and death.

Xu Fei didn't admit it, but she didn't deny it either.

"I don't know when your father knew about this, but in order to let him dispel the resentment towards me, I can only become sick every day and try not to let him notice me."

"But after the father became the throne, he gave you the concubine and the son's prince." Wang Huai was noisy in his mind: "If he really minds, how can he give you the concubine?"

"You are the eldest son. As your biological mother, he only gave a concubine without a title. Isn't that enough?" Concubine Xu firmly grasped Wang Huai's hand: "Remain, the Zheng family has been bestowed by your majesty. Death, if you can't be a prince, I will die under the three-foot white silk like Zheng did. Do you understand?"

Concubine Xu's hands were so frightening, Wang Huai looked down at the hand held by Concubine Xu: "The mother of the fourth brother, it's not because of poisoning the prince..."

"No, she died of stupidity." Xu Fei interrupted Wang Huai's words: "She looked better after seeing her maiden's family back then. She had secretly contacted the guards of the palace several times. It was not a secret."

"The plan failed but I didn't know how to stop. I provoke Su Meidai everywhere in the harem. Who will die if she doesn't die?" When she mentioned Zheng Lanyin, Xu Fei's tone was disdainful: "Yun Yanze was raised by her like her, the surface is glamorous, but the inside is It’s a straw bag. At a young age, I dared to preach about a virtuous king, both civil and military, and wished to put the word gentleman on my forehead.

"Mother concubine..." Wang Huai turned his head and looked at the setting sun that climbed onto the window lattice: "Forget it."

"I don't want any reserve or dragon seat anymore." He became distracted: "As long as we are all well, it is better than anything."

"My palace has tolerated for so many years, it's all for you, but you have to leave it with my palace?!" Xu Fei took out the handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes: "Do you know that when Zheng was given to death, How scared is the mother concubine?"

"Don't you have the heart to watch your mother concubine and step into the footsteps of the Zheng family?"

The cries of the mother concubine were like a net, which wrapped him tightly from head to toe, tangling him out of breath.

"Even if it's for the mother concubine." Dou Da's tears fell on the back of Wang Huai's hand: "Stay on the shore, the mother concubine is only you. If you don't even want to help me, I'm the second Zheng Lanyin, don't you understand? "

Wang Huai almost fled in despair. He clutched the back of his hand wet with tears, and when he left Zhaoxiang Palace, he dared not even turn his head.

Xu Fei slowly wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and took a sip of the tea on the table.

The throne is close at hand, why do we forget?

I hate your Majesty for protecting Su Meidai so well, she doesn't even have room to start.

Neither Zheng nor Webster is the biggest threat.

If Su Meidai and Yun Duqing are not removed, it has always been a big concern for her.

Walking out of Zhaoxiang Palace, Wang Huai buried his head and walked straight forward. The little **** behind him did not dare to ask more, and trot after him.

Not knowing how far he has gone, he gradually regained his sanity and looked up and saw the paper kite in the sky.

"Who is so bold to put a paper kite in the palace?" In the past, a palace concubine used the means of putting a paper kite to send letters to people outside the palace, causing a mess. Therefore, although the harem of this dynasty did not expressly prohibit the placing of paper kites, the concubines and concubines did not touch this thing tacitly.

"The prince, the slaves don't know it." He waited behind the prince, where he knew who was putting the paper kite.

The afterglow of the setting sun filled the entire palace, and the king walked around the palace wall and saw the person who put the paper kite.

"Sister-in-law, you can't pull it like this, it will tear the paper kite." Jiuzhu handed the paper kite pull line to the equinox, and tied the skirt to her waist: "Wait, I'll take it down for you."

Before Princess Huai could react, she saw Ming Jiuzhu jump up to the tree.

"What are you still doing? Don't help the princess." Princess An reacted and threw the thread in her hand to the palace maid behind her, and walked nervously to the tree: "Fifth siblings, come down quickly, and leave this to the maid. Just like the eunuch, he was thrown down by himself."

"Got it." Jiuzhu threw the paper kite to the ground, got down from the tree in twos or twos, picked up the paper kite on the ground and handed it to Princess Huai: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, the paper kite is not broken at all."

Princess Huai took the paper kite, bent down and arranged the hem of the bead with one hand: "If the paper kite is broken, you can do it again. What can you do if you fall?"

"The pattern on this paper kite is painted by my sister-in-law herself, which is different from other paper kites." Jiuzhu patted the folds on the skirt: "I've been used to climbing trees since I was a child and can't fall me down."

Princess Huai was holding the paper kite, and a smile appeared on her face that had always been steady and self-sufficient.

It has been a long time since she was as happy as she is now. Since marrying Wang Huai and becoming a princess, she hasn't been too strict in her words and deeds.

The mother concubine was still seriously ill, but when she walked out of the yard and saw the two younger siblings sitting at the table making paper kites, perhaps they laughed so freely that she left everything and did such a bold thing.

"Thank you brother and sister." She graciously touched the paper kite, and gave it to the maid behind her, asking her to put it away carefully.

"Don't say thank you for the little things." Jiuzhu took the paper kite thread from the vernal equinox and looked up at the paper kite flying steadily in the air: "Sister-in-law, you are too serious."

Princess An followed and teased: "Sister-in-law, you will roast a piece of venison personally for her at the roast deer banquet, even if you are thanking her."

"Okay." Princess Huai was infected by the joy of the two younger siblings: "Wait, I will not only bake Jiuzhu, but also for you, so that you won't be eccentric."

"I'm wrong, I didn't say anything." Princess An went to pull Jiuzhu's arm, before she had time to pretend to be pitiful, she laughed first.

Jiuzhu laughed with her, and said while laughing: "Sister-in-law and second-in-law should bake it for me. I have a thick skin and eat a lot. I don't dislike your cooking skills."

Princess Huai thought they were laughing a little silly, but she didn't consciously laugh with it.

She temporarily forgot that the mother and concubine were still ill, and she should not laugh as a daughter-in-law.

Rules and etiquette are not important at this moment.

It may be that the setting sun is too good, and the paper kite flies too high, as if she also flew out of the rules and etiquette, and turned back to the little girl she used to be.

"Sister-in-law." Jiuzhu bent over and picked a flower that was blooming in the right way, and stretched out a hairpin by her temple: "Flowers match a beautiful woman, which girl is the girl?"

Princess Huai was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Where did the disciple come from, give women hairpins at will?"

"I'm so intoxicated by the beauty of a girl, how can I be a disciple?" Jiuzhu pretended to stare in astonishment: "Xiaosheng is very sad, and the girl needs to bake venison for an hour to relieve it."

"It turned out not to be a disciple, but a little liar who lied to eat venison." Princess Huai gently squeezed her cheek: "It's all right, for the sake of your good looks, I'll follow you."

Concubine An, who was standing next to her, looked at the gloomy sister-in-law, was coaxed by Ming Jiuzhu's few words to show her joy again, pursing her lips and chuckling.

No wonder that even the arrogant prince Chen Wang softened his voice in front of her, protecting her into eyeballs.

For those who are used to seeing ugly humanity in the palace, if they can get a heart of innocence, it is the best gift from God.

Not to mention a man, even a woman will soften her heart in her eyes and smile.

"The prince..." The **** who followed Wang Huai was a little nervous. He didn't expect that the princess was also putting paper kites.

"Go." Wang Huai turned around and left. His shadow was stretched long by the setting sun, and was reflected on the palace wall, distorted so as not to be personal.

"Just now." The shadow stopped, still distorted: "Don't mention it to others."

"Yes." The little **** responded quickly.

He was a little surprised. With the prince’s old temperament, he would definitely ask why the princess would laugh and have fun when the mother and concubine was seriously ill.

"Jiuzhu, what's there?" Princess Huai noticed that Jiuzhu glanced at the full moon gate on the other side of the palace wall.

"It's nothing, it feels like someone was looking here just now." Jiuzhu withdrew his gaze: "It may be a palace lady or an eunuch."

Princess Huai gave a chuckle, without taking the matter to heart.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the Sixth Palace of Zhang, Wang Huai smelled the scent of barbecue spices.

Looking around, there is a big roasting table in the middle of the yard. The maids and eunuchs are busy around the roasting table. The second child is playing chess with Yun Duqing, and the third child is dozing off watching, which is enough to prove the chess game of the two. How boring.

Yun Yanze didn't know where he was. He was not in the yard.

"Brother, you are finally back." Seeing Wang Huai appeared, Wang An threw the chess pieces in his hand and walked towards Wang Huai in relief.

It was too painful to play chess with my fifth brother. The opponent played unexpectedly in every move. There was no regularity at all.

If it hadn't been for the opponent to win him several rounds, he almost suspected that he was playing indiscriminately.

Everything is to hold the thigh!

"Why are you looking for me?" Wang Huai slowly reacted until Wang An walked to him.

"We got fresh venison today. Our brothers will gather together." Wang An held Wang Huai's arm and pulled him to the table to sit down: "We will drink and talk to each other later. We will not get drunk or return."

"Look, everything is ready, just waiting for you."

"Good." Wang Huai nodded in response.

Wang Chen paused while picking up the chess piece, raised his head to look at Wang Huai, and asked with a smile: "Big brother likes to bake or eat in a hot pot?"

"It's more delicious to eat with roasting." Wang Huai cheered up: "You don't need to prepare a warm pot anymore."

"Okay." Wang Chen smiled unclearly, and threw the chess piece into the chess basket, and a chess piece jumped out.

King Jing reached out and picked up this chess piece, and by the way, picked a black chess piece from the white chess basket back to the black chess basket.

"When roasting, brush with a layer of oil and sprinkle with a few sesame seeds. The wine will taste good." Wang Huai wanted to get drunk, so as to forget the words his mother said to him.

The mother is seriously ill, and she still has to think about it. How to roast venison to taste delicious?

really interesting.

Wang Chen gave a chuckle, grabbed a few chess pieces and played with them in the palm of his hand, accidentally, some black chess pieces fell into the white chess basket: "Brother Yi's."

Jing Wang stared at the black chess pieces and twisted his head a moment later.

When the three princesses who put paper kites came back, everyone sat down around the table, and Wang An asked, "Did we forget something?"

Strange, what did you forget?