Chapter seven hundred and sixty seventh crown prince
Looking at his hurriedly leaving figure, Gong Yueyue could not help but feel a sad look on her eyebrows in the dark night. Her eyelashes, as long as butterfly wings, also drooped, and she stared blankly at the crystal white snow that kept falling between the bridge decks.
, no more words.
After a while, the falling white snow was covered with green clouds like black hair, dotted in it, like blossoming snow plum blossoms on the branches, it was really beautiful.
Standing gracefully between the broken bridges, letting the white snow bully her tall figure, the glazed palace lantern stretched Gong Yueyue's beautiful figure very long.
Staring at the silent Gong Yueyue, Bai Ji couldn't help but worriedly stepped forward to comfort her: "Girl, go back to Gushan. The snow is getting heavier and heavier."
As she spoke, Bai Ji quietly opened an oil-paper umbrella painted with silver plum blossoms, and gently swept it up Gong Yueyue's temples. She looked distressedly at the water that had just fallen on Gong Yueyue's plum-embroidered satin dress.
The stained snowflakes said in a low voice: "If the fourth prince leaves, I'm afraid he will no longer be a prince when he comes back. Girl, as a princess, you should cherish your body."
After pondering for a long time, Gong Yueyue quietly turned her head away, her crystal eyes full of secret sorrow, and said quietly: "Aunt Bai, why do I least want to get, least want to be contaminated, and most want to escape, power, but always
Are you unable to escape from the twists and turns of fate?"
Seeing the chill in Gong Yueyue's eyes, Bai Ji couldn't help but sigh and said softly: "Girl, this is life."
The snow is falling more and more, and the white snowflakes bloom charmingly in the dark night, and gently caress the bloody East Palace of Lin'an Royal City, but what cannot be brushed away is the deep feeling in Gong Yueyue's heart.
worries.
The warm charcoal fire evaporated the remaining coolness in Lingxi Palace, and the green-glazed tiger beast incense burner exuded bursts of refreshing fragrance of borneol.
As soon as Zhao Changyuan entered the palace, he saw Gong Yueyue, who was wearing a moon-white spiritual shirt and holding a crystal suet-fat jade comb in her hand, combing her waist-length black hair softly and gently.
Looking at her charming figure carefully, Zhao Changyuan hurriedly walked to her side, took Gong Yueyue's smooth and white palm with his hand, followed her thin arms to her snow-white neck, and then quickly lay down.
He fell into her warm arms and said softly: "Yueyue, my father has issued an edict and is about to make me the crown prince."
Gently putting down the mutton-fat jade comb in her hand, Gong Yueyue's soft palm gently caressed Zhao Changyuan's slightly cold cheek. After a moment, she said softly: "From tomorrow on, the attendants will call you the prince."
Staring at the faint look of alienation in Gong Yueyue's dark pupils, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but feel palpitations in his heart. He clenched Gong Yueyue's little hand that was touching his face and said in a low voice: "Those days during the secret battle to seize the throne."
, If you hadn’t dealt with it for me, helped me escape from the palace, and come to Gushan to live in seclusion, I’m afraid I would have become Yin Jieyu’s victim.”
Gong Yueyue smiled faintly, her slender fingers quickly crossed Zhao Changyuan's soft lips, and said softly: "If you become the prince, I only have one thing in mind, and I hope you will fulfill it."
Seeing the silent determination deep in her eyes, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but straighten his face, put Gong Yueyue's soft white palm on his chest, and said firmly: "As long as you say it, I will definitely do it."
Gong Yueyue suppressed her gentle smile, looked at Zhao Changyuan who was lying between her legs, and said quietly: "Please make other women the crown princess, give me the palace in Gushan, and let me live alone.
over there."
After hearing this, Zhao Changyuan's expression suddenly changed. He sat up from Gong Yueyue's arms, looked at Gong Yueyue solemnly, and said in a loud voice: "Yueyue, you..."
After a pause, he lowered his head sadly and looked at the smooth phoenix stone. The pair of phoenixes carved between the bluestones became more and more thorny. Zhao Changyuan was heartbroken and said in a deep voice: "Don't you still have your heart set on me? Don't you?
, are you still thinking about the past?"
Seeing Zhao Changyuan's uncontrollable grief and sudden change in expression, Gong Yueyue's eyes were slightly red for a while, and her eyes gradually filled with tears. She hurriedly held Zhao Changyuan's drooping cheeks with both hands, and Gong Yueyue stared quietly.
She looked at him and said word by word: "It's not that I don't love you, but because I love you deeply, that's why I asked myself to leave the palace."
After pondering for a while, the tears accumulated in Gong Yueyue's quiet eyes slowly dripped down her white cheeks. She sipped and said in a clear voice: "You are about to become the prince, and you will be the emperor of South Vietnam in the future. I am just
Ordinary women who grew up among the people in the Northern Qin Dynasty only long for the most ordinary happiness in the world. But once you become an emperor, there will be countless beautiful women around you. The love of an emperor will never stop at just one woman.
"
Sighing softly, Gong Yueyue lowered her face, letting her tears fall on the smooth stone surface, and continued: "Instead of waiting for the judgment of fate, why don't I ask myself to leave the palace to express my gratitude to you?"
Affection is also a good thing."
He hugged Gong Yueyue's trembling shoulders with distress, Zhao Changyuan quickly hugged her into his solid chest, and said in a low voice: "Yueyue, how could you be so stupid? Who said that becoming an emperor must have three
The Sixth Courtyard of the Palace, hugging me from left to right. I, Zhao Changyuan, will only love Gong Yueyue from now on. Don’t you believe me?"
Gently brushing away Gong Yueyue's tears that were still wrapped in warmth, Zhao Changyuan tenderly kissed the tear stains remaining on Gong Yueyue's pure white cheeks.
Feeling the bursts of warmth coming from his lips, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but let out a cry. Zhao Changyuan showed a soft smile on his face, and with a slight exertion on his hands, Gong Yueyue unconsciously fell into his arms.
middle.
The soft red candlelight swayed gracefully, and the warm spring-like Lingxi Palace was deeply immersed in the overflowing tenderness and could no longer extricate itself.
The late winter wind is gradually getting warmer, and spring is about to arrive in Lin'an.
In the winter of this year, the South Vietnam Kingdom experienced the biggest change since its founding. The crown prince and two princes from the same mother died successively. The mastermind behind the tragedy, Yin Jieyu and her confidants, were heading towards the end of the road to seize the throne.
They were captured in one fell swoop through the careful planning of the loyal Pan Yun and his subordinates.
It turned out that the fifth prince Yin Jieyu gave birth to was the son of her affair with her maternal cousin Yin Chang. After the matter was exposed, Yin Jieyu was immediately imprisoned in Jinyong City, where royal criminals were imprisoned, and was filled with alcohol on a dark night in late winter.
It's Jinzhi's poisonous drunkenness that kills him.
However, Xiao Yin Jieyu, because she had always been indifferent to the world, was able to save her life. From then on, there was a lonely woman in the palace.
The South Vietnamese Emperor Zhao Xu, who was deeply hit, finally fell into a state of depression this winter and lived passively. He only talked about his beloved chess with Empress Wu every day, and other than that, he never asked about state affairs.
However, in this winter, Zhao Xu issued an edict to pass the throne to the crown prince Zhao Changyuan, while he abdicated the throne to Taiji Palace and respected himself as the Supreme Emperor. (To be continued)