I have imagined countless times in my mind how I gained glory as an infant. Maybe it was because my father was valued by the late emperor, maybe it was because I was born fair, tender and cute, or maybe even because of some auspicious omen that appeared at that time.
I got the benefit of the doubt... Unfortunately, none of these countless fantasies turned out to be right.
Jiang Huai said that back then Qian Jingang of Prince Heshun learned to call her father and mother, and the prince and princess loved him extremely much. However, the family happiness did not last long before a disaster came.
Fu Xingan suddenly contracted smallpox, and the prince and princess were in great pain and refused to leave each other. The late emperor had no choice but to order Fu Xingan to be isolated and sent to Puruo Temple for treatment (and to wait for death).
When autumn was about to end, King Heshun took back Xingan from Puruo Temple. The late emperor was quite shocked. He felt that the child could survive the smallpox without dying. The life of this child was really hard. Immediately, the late emperor conferred the title of Fu Xingan.
Princess Xiyuan means cherishing the rare fate between you and your parents, and more importantly, cherishing the fate of Buddha protecting you and rebirth...
The story is not long, and Jiang Huai did not focus on exaggerating it when telling it, but every time I heard a sentence, my face became darker. Princess Xiyuan is such an amazing life miracle, but unfortunately, it is not a miracle, not hers, of course.
It's not mine either.
It is raining continuously outside the window, it is still dark inside the house, people are not drunk even though they are still drunk, and their hearts are broken by the fat.
The negative emotions came at me fiercely like an overwhelming ocean, almost drowning me, and the wine in the pot under the candlelight was the only bright color in my sight at this time.
"Honey," Jiang Huai looked at me, the knuckles of his right hand turning white as he held the wine bottle, "Do you... want to come with me?"
As if he was afraid of hearing a rejection, before I could say anything, Jiang Huai continued to seduce me with his imaginary future, "You should abandon your identity as the princess and come with me. Those who are worried about what will happen to the public will disappear."
No, all the worries and worries will disappear. We will disappear, and I can take you far away, to Qiantang, Yangzhou, Chang'an, wherever you like, we will go, I will buy you a lot of delicious food, it will make you happy.
You have endless silks and satins to wear. If you get tired of traveling, we will settle wherever we go. You will be my wife and give birth to my babies. You can rely on me for life, and I only have you in this life.
, are you okay, my dear?"
It was great. After listening to the sad story, Jiang Huai also told me such a gentle story. I let out a long sigh, and my heart felt like a heavy rain, "How many times have I told you, don't buy that."
Bad wine.”
It’s so heart-wrenching and burning that my internal organs are aching...
I'm not worried because I'm afraid of the revelation, nor am I frustrated that I'm not a relative of the emperor after all. I just feel that my mother and father are so good and so good, but I'm not their biological child, but I think I am, so
I'm sad.
"Come into my arms and cry. It might feel better if you cry." Jiang Huai opened his arms to me, and his voice was filled with pity. "My dear, I will do whatever you want, but you must not hold it back like this."
If you get carried away by your emotions, you may get bored."
It's not that I was holding back my emotions, it was just that all my tears flowed all over my chest, and there wasn't even a drop left to spill out of the corners of my eyes.
…
Of course I didn't sleep well that night. When I woke up early, my head was buzzing and hurting. I thought it was a hangover, but Jiang Huai thought I had a cold.
He went to the landlady and asked for some ginger syrup to keep me away from the cold, but I didn’t want to drink it, so I pushed it away and said, “The rain has stopped, let’s go back.”
"Have you seriously thought about it?"
"Seriously." I answered without any hesitation. "If my mother... the princess asks you about it after you go back, you will say that I went to play with you. You should be able to tell such a simple lie, right?"
Jiang Huai's brows were so frowned that he even sounded like a gun and a stick, "I want you to be nice to me, but you are so unwilling? You would rather go back and suffer from that person——" He cut off his words in time.
I felt a chill in my heart, "Who is that?"
"That's all, it's up to you." Jiang Huai walked away with full of displeasure.
I was speechless all the way, and the wind rushed into my internal organs. Not only did I have a headache, but I also felt sore and weak all over. Sometimes I felt very cold and sometimes I felt extremely hot.
When I finally arrived at the palace, my eyes were so blurry that I couldn't see anyone. I fell down on the bed and refused to move.
My illness caused everyone in the palace to panic, but they really didn't expect that this time the emperor would come faster than the imperial doctor.
A high-pitched "The Emperor has arrived——" suddenly woke me up from my confused mind.
I have to say that people's potential is really endless. I, who had no strength at all, could actually push my weak body out of bed when I heard Fu Donglou's arrival, and opened the door when a group of people were about to approach.
So tight...
Eunuch Wu's voice was loud and urgent, "Hey, Princess Xiyuan, why are you so ignorant? It's just that the emperor didn't come out to salute when he arrived. Why did you lock the door in!"
I leaned against the door and breathed slowly.
"Everyone, get out!" Fu Donglou's voice was filled with anger. After the movement around him gradually subsided, he continued to order to the door, "Open the door obediently. I don't want to have to say it again!"
In the past, I acted very afraid of Fu Donglou, but in fact it was just because my acting skills were too exaggerated. But now, I am really afraid. I don't want to open the door, and I dare not open the door, as if there is a man-eating monster standing outside the door.
He wants to rip out my heart and drink my blood.
"I know it all," Fu Donglou pushed the door open again, his voice seemed to be suppressing, "What do you think?"
Although this sentence was not cruel or violent, it made my eardrums hurt. I panted for a long time before I could only squeeze out a very small voice, "Young people, don't dare to have any ideas."
I say I don’t have any ideas, but I obviously already have them. I don’t call myself a minister because I don’t deserve it.
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