Deep in the courtyard, a song is singing in the dark palace.

Changsun Wanyue went to pay her respects every day, but she had never seen the Empress Dowager being so abnormal today.

She took the Empress Dowager out to relax, and they were the only two people around, without any maids.

She had always wanted to please her, but she only had eyes for Murong Haochen, and her son only pretended to say hello.

There was a pain in my heart, but I also pretended to smile: "Mother, you are particularly happy today."

If he hadn't learned from his eldest grandson Guan Ji that Ye Yilan was punished by the Empress Dowager and not allowed to sleep with him for two months, it would not prove that he would definitely sleep with other women.

She will only benefit from it and will not try to please the man. She should not have been chosen in the first place.

After returning to the palace, she had been worried about the emperor a lot. However, she has felt a lot more relieved recently. Looking around, the scenery was particularly fragrant. The smile on the corner of her mouth was unobstructed: "I heard that the emperor has been there recently.

There is no one who sleeps with Qinlan Palace all day long. The Ai family's mood is naturally much better."

Over the past few years, he has been searching for traces of Murong Haochen to no avail. He concealed everything very well, but there was only one woman who made him confused.

Changsun Wanyue remembered that her Li'er's biggest bargaining chip was Ye Yilan, but she gave it to someone else.

Unknowingly, they walked into the imperial garden and looked at the butterflies flying wantonly among the flowers in front of them. The corners of their mouths raised with a meaningful smile: "Concubine, I don't think so."

"You also want to say that the emperor will not give up so willingly?" Indeed, for an infatuated person, it is true that he can't help but feel depressed and hopeful.

She could see his forbearing eyes, which was what she taught him: no matter what happens, learn to be forbearing, and trample those people under your feet when you have the ability.

I just want him to realize that loving too much will cause pain to both parties.

Her dislike for her is indeed still in the past. She can accept Ye Yilan, but she is not allowed to have too much contact. This is completely a step back.

Sitting in the pavilion, looking longingly at the scenery of the Imperial Garden.

"She has been in the palace for half a year, and her stomach has not moved at all. The Ai family is more worried than the emperor."

"The Emperor is still young, and there will always be children." The smile on her lips could not hide the hatred in her heart.

Her hatred began when she entered and left the palace. Gradually, she became a jealous woman with bloody hands.

The original Jiangshan should have belonged to Li'er, he was the legitimate son of the late emperor.

The hand hidden in the cuff pinched himself fiercely.

Su Luojin glanced at her, hummed knowingly, and sighed: "I'm afraid, the Ai family won't be able to wait until that time."

"Mother, why don't you hurry up and ask Chen Zhaoyi to give birth to a child for the emperor? If so, mother really pushes the emperor into a hurry, I'm afraid she will do something stupid."

She really hoped to see such a scene, so that all her expectations would come back again.

What a stupid thing? Has he done too little?

At that moment, she remembered what he said when she was in Taolin, and now that she thought about it, she really had this urge.

He didn't like to compete with others since he was a child, as if everything he got was extremely lucky, but he just didn't want to. If he gave up everything for a woman, she wouldn't agree.

"The past two months have been enough for Aijia to calm him down."

He is the emperor and cannot let a woman ruin the country.

"My mother, I have had high expectations for the emperor since I was a child. I hope my mother will not be disappointed this time."

A conspiratorial smile rose up at the corner of her mouth, and she said secretly: Ye Yilan, it seems that Murong Haochen's love for you is so deep that people have no choice but to take advantage of you.

"I hope so!" He placed her hand in his own and patted her gently to comfort her. "When Li'er returns to the palace, you, the mother, should worry about his marriage."

Among the many grandchildren, only Murong Haoli is the biggest threat.

"Li'er has always made his own decisions regarding concubines."

If the matter between the two of them was revealed at this moment, it would definitely ruin Li'er's plan. But it was unclear, what was the purpose of keeping this woman?

Su Luojin kept looking at her, and seeing her worried look, she comforted her: "You don't need to worry about Li'er. The emperor has not yet let him have any plans to return to the palace. It must be to train him. Has he suffered in these years?"

, this time he has to endure some hardships to understand the emperor’s good intentions for him."

How could the eldest grandson Wanyue not know that the Empress Dowager's words were indeed true?

Su Luojin looked around and saw the two of them not far away. She looked at them meaningfully and smiled lightly: "Princess of the Northern Han Dynasty, she is very close to Chen Zhaoyi."

After hearing this, he also looked at the Queen Mother. It was not surprising to see the two of them talking and laughing. He looked back and looked at the Queen Mother: "I heard that the Emperor has no objection to this marriage."

No objection?

This made Su Luojin extremely suspicious. Could it be that it was really for the sake of good relations between the two countries...

His eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Han Xin turned her head inadvertently and saw the two of them looking far above. She walked to Yilan who was collecting petals and whispered in her ears: "The Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother seem to be looking at us."

Hearing that, when Ye Yilan was about to turn around, she stopped her: "Don't look. Just act like you don't know anything."

She turned around and glanced inadvertently. Who would have known that she had seen the two of them.

Ever since she took Ye Yilan away during the last flower viewing, she knew the reason why Murong Haochen did this. Why bother to salute them?

What Han Xin said didn't make sense. She stretched out her hand to the petals again and looked at the flower basket in Ziling's hand. She picked a lot of them and smiled slightly. She held her hand and walked, but she had doubts in her heart.

Asked: "I have something to ask Her Royal Highness the Princess. Did anyone ask you to do this that day?"

But she clearly knew the truth, so this question seemed a bit unnecessary. It was just to prove one thing.

"Just letting me go out with you to relax." She couldn't help but feel there was something strange, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing her innocent appearance, it seemed that she knew nothing. Regarding what Zi Ling said, she should be even more cautious about this person.

He raised a smile, deliberately covering up his inner doubts: "It's okay, I just asked casually."

He leaned close to her body and held his arms, with an innocent smile on his face. Seeing that she seemed to have something on her mind every time and always looked unhappy, it made me curious.

He comforted him: "In the past, I would take you out for a walk more often. Don't always stay in the palace."

Leaving the palace?

Every time she left the palace, she never went out by herself. Ever since she learned that she could only go out with her brother, she had no idea of ​​leaving the palace.

Over time, leaving the palace was nothing more than a luxury she wished for before. Now she has become accustomed to the day-to-day life here.

The smile that raised at the corner of his mouth was so bitter, and he said to himself: "If you can always stay outside the palace, why do you need to do this?"

I heard that Ye Yilan always likes to say things that she doesn't understand. His eyes slightly raised with a hint of doubt, he tilted his head and looked at her: "You are the person he loves most, how can he not let you leave the palace?"

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"Stop talking about this." He shook his head helplessly. When he turned to look at her, he could see the two people in the pavilion from the corner of his eyes. He held her hand tightly and asked, "Do you want to come back to Qin with me?"

Lan Dian, shall I teach you how to make a sachet?"

"I..."

Make sachets?

Han Xin had learned how to behave as a female worker since she was a child. She was hesitant and didn't know what to say.

As soon as he saw her naughty temper, he knew that the female worker she loved was an evil woman. She put her ear next to her, smiled secretly, and said softly: "In the future, your highness, the princess, can give the sachet to the one you love."

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Ye Yilan's words made Han Xin blush with embarrassment. She deliberately lowered her voice and pretended to be arrogant: "It depends on who can get into the eyes of this princess."

Seeing her childlike appearance, I couldn't help but smile naturally: "It's getting late, let's go back early."

Suddenly, she remembered something and immediately told Zi Ling behind her: "Zi Ling, go back and prepare first."

"Yes, I will leave this slave."

Zi Ling didn't understand what the empress was thinking. She took off the petals to make a sachet. She mumbled helplessly and sighed for a long time.

Seeing her letting Zi Ling go first, a beautiful fantasy appeared in her mind, and she couldn't wait to ask: "Where are you taking me, so you let Zi Ling go first?"

"Of course not." He walked extremely slowly, concealing his inner desires. "We can have a heart-to-heart talk along the way. If we walk slower, we won't realize how far away Qinlan Palace is."

These are just Ye Yilan's excuses.

She just wanted Han Xin to spend more time with her and relax, so that time would pass slower, so that the pain in her heart would be reduced a lot. If she walked fast, she always felt that the day was not full. If she walked slower, she might be able to lose everything.

of filling.

Some things are unclear. No matter how much you dwell on them, you will fall into an abyss. No matter how loud you shout, no one will come to save you.

Could it be that this was the reason why he didn't want to tell. The only one who could save him was him - Murong Haochen.

There is a hint of sweetness in the bitter smile, but that sweetness is actually bittersweet.

Wrong words on the other shore, night waves, listening to the howling wind, hundreds of miles of bright red,

A song of lonely sleep, the shengxiao is falling, the north wind is blowing, and the cold autumn of ten miles is intoxicating.

The mountains and rivers are dyed hazy with flying snow, auspicious Jinan,

A quiet song is dedicated to the grass and trees, the drizzle is falling, and it took ten years to write.

Loulan Pavilion is carefree in mist and rain, with green silk and catkins,

A pipa song conveys sadness, words of admiration, and intertwined fingers complaining of heartbreak.

Listening to the boat painting, melancholy blowing in the green water, sparse shadows and waves,

A cheerful poem about fishing, at dusk in the moonlight, carps of ten colors are jumping.

Traveling in the mountains and wading in the world, I am alone with my thin horse, my plain clothes are clear and muddy,

This song is like a dream full of hesitation, recalling the hometown, ten years of wandering along the vast road.

The painted bones are tender and the brush strokes are wisps, and the beauty is as beautiful as snow,
Chapter completed!