Nangong Jinghan watched helplessly as Mrs. Feng was brought into the palace, helpless and sweating profusely. There was a large row of imperial guards in front of the palace gate, and he could not confront them head-on. He turned around quickly. The most important thing at the moment was to inform the young master.
On the palace road, two figures, one in front and one behind, said nothing. The emperor asked the eunuchs and maids who were following him to stay far away and not get closer. His hands were clenched into fists, as if he was trying to restrain something, and there were inexplicable veins on his forehead.
The ground was floating and beating, and he tried his best to suppress the turbulent blood in his body. He wanted to turn his head, hug her tightly, and express the pain of missing her, but he couldn't lose his composure in front of everyone.
Be patient all the way!
For a long time, he was mostly excited. He slowly calmed down, but he felt a surge of confusion and anger. Mrs. Feng? What does this mean?
Suddenly a flash of light flashed through, and the emperor suddenly stopped as if he had been struck by lightning. Could it be that?
He stopped suddenly. Mrs. Feng had her head lowered, almost touching his hard back. Fortunately, she stopped in time and stood silently. The two people in front stood still, and Eunuch Fu also waved his hands cleverly, and a large row of people
The maids and eunuchs were also standing.
The fragrance of flowers in the Royal Garden was faintly blowing, but it could not dissipate the shock in the emperor's heart. His suddenly widened eyes were full of confusion that he had never seen before in his life...
Nan Jin is her son, and it took me a long time to realize what this means. The child is the same age as Nan Jin. He has always known that, and he has always believed that his excessive favor towards Nan Jin is due to his outstanding ability.
and a relaxed posture.
Because I appreciate it, I tolerate it.
Only now did he suddenly realize that his tolerance was because his face was somewhat similar to that of his sweetheart. Those similar facial features always gave him the illusion that his lover was not far away. He has always been unwilling to reveal the scars in his heart.
Suddenly his body was exposed, making him dizzy.
The emperor was confused!
From the moment he met Feng Nanjin, it was like an arranged play. The contempt in his eyes, his ridicule, his loneliness, and the occasional sinister expression of the palace could all be explained one by one.
"Your Majesty, have you ever done anything you regret in your life?" Nan Jin's unique cold voice lingered in his ears. He remembered that when he asked this question, it was in a tentative tone, and there was a complexity hidden behind the cold eyes.
I glanced at it and didn't take it seriously.
After he answered, Nan Jin showed that mocking smile. At the time, he thought it was a provocation, but now in retrospect, it was a sad smile. He said that he deserved to be alone!
Oh my god, does that kid know everything from beginning to end?
She approached him purposefully and stayed by his side for several years, but he never noticed and even wanted to destroy everything he had.
"How did you hurt your leg?"
"My mother is too stupid and drank something she shouldn't have!"
He didn't understand such a clear hint. The son he had worked so hard to find was actually by his side!
Is that so? The more he recalled the conversation with Nan Jin, the more frightened and excited the emperor became, and the vague thoughts in his heart became more obvious.
It must be, it must be!
Otherwise there wouldn’t be so many coincidences!
When he thought of Nan Jin who was thrown into the sky prison and turned around resolutely, the emperor suddenly felt like ants were drilling in his heart, and the pain was unbearable. It was that arrogant look in his eyes that always concealed his speculations.
Suddenly a surprise washed over his mind, and the emperor wanted to shout loudly, thanking God for his mercy. Not only did he see his lover, but he also knew the whereabouts of his son, and he was so good.
He suddenly grabbed Mrs. Feng and shouted at Eunuch Fu and the others, "You are not allowed to follow me!"
After saying that, he took Mrs. Feng and ran towards Longfu Palace.
Mrs. Feng staggered a few steps. If he hadn't held her firmly, she might have fallen. The two of them hurried back to the Longfu Palace. As soon as they entered the palace gate, the emperor took Mrs. Feng into his arms and called out that he was still in his dream.
"Xin'er, Xin'er... I miss you so much!"
Too much emotion surged up, sweeping in like a snowstorm. Mrs. Feng felt her head was swollen and confused. She stretched out her hand to push him away, but she couldn't do it due to the man's strength.
"Your Majesty..." Mrs. Feng groaned uncomfortably. He hugged her so tightly that it hurt her body. She felt as if there was a suffocation in her heart and someone pinched her chest hard, which made her uncomfortable.
Mrs. Feng's painful lowing finally awakened the emperor's sense. His fiery eyes were fixed on this familiar face, as if he couldn't get enough of it. His calm and cold eyes were as tender as water in an instant. Mrs. Feng was startled and gasped.
After taking a breath, Fang said: "Your Majesty, please let go, a civilian woman is not Qiu Shuixin!"
The faint words froze the smile on the emperor's face.
He finally experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell. The harsh and lost emotions impacted his reason. The emperor suddenly shouted, "How could it not be? You are obviously my heart, and you are the one who changed."
It's just a name, Xin'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know I didn't protect you and the child well back then, I was wrong, you can punish me however you want, please, don't deny me, Xin'er, I am yours
Xiao Yue!"
Mrs. Feng was startled for a moment. The emperor thought that his excitement had scared her, so he couldn't help softening his tone and said, "Xin'er, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, never, don't be afraid of me..."
Even the arrogant Ninth Five Supreme Being seemed cautious and frightened about the lost treasure, fearing that such a beautiful dream would soon be shattered.
Any man, after more than twenty years of suffering, will suddenly become cautious and extremely frightened when he suddenly sees the person he loves within easy reach.
If you have never lost something, you will not know how precious it is to have it.
If you haven't had it, you won't know how terrible it is to lose.
Mrs. Feng stabilized her mind. Although she had always been weak, she was unexpectedly strong this time. She said clearly: "Your Majesty, the civilian woman is really not Qiu Shuixin. The civilian woman's name is Qiu Shuiying, and she and Qiu Shuixin are twin sisters! She is my sister!"
"What did you say?" The emperor was so shocked that he couldn't help but take a step back and kept shaking his head. He didn't believe it. They looked so similar, almost exactly the same, how could it not be Xin'er?
Mrs. Feng was blessed with a blessed body and bowed formally, "Mr. Feng, a commoner's wife, is full of autumn water. See the Emperor!"
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you must have lied to me, right? Xin'er, you're still blaming me for not protecting you well back then, and you're still blaming me for not taking good care of you. That must be the case, Xin'er, this joke is not funny at all.
, Please, don't be so cruel!" The emperor's tone showed a child-like vulnerability for the first time.
Mrs. Feng couldn't bear it. Her sister's efforts were not in vain. The capital had left the two sisters with too much sadness and memories, both hers and her sister's...
"Your Majesty, what the woman said is true. She is Qiu Shuixin's sister!" Mrs. Feng repeated calmly.
The emperor seemed to see something in his mind...
Dreams, broken...
sound!
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It seems that I said I would bring a lightning rod, but the attentive person should have guessed that the emperor once recalled the memory of him and Qiu Shuixin, during the dance, hehe, is our Lady Feng so elegant and gentle?
, Wow, wow, this should scare a bunch of people.
Children's shoes, are your hearts still strong? Oh yes!!
Also, there will be no update tomorrow. I packed my bags and went home. My heartless mother said that I would go shopping with her when I got off the plane. She also said she would pick me up early. She has no conscience, no conscience, no conscience.
Compassionate about me, you work so hard and still enslave me, but who makes me a filial daughter, hehe...
Remember, there will be no update on the 15th. It will probably be the 16th when people get home. I will cry... and draw circles!!
