Hongli was silent for a moment and whispered: "Yongxun's death was indeed a huge blow to the queen, causing her to fall into a demonic barrier for a while. However, after her son's persuasion, she has become much better; she had so many difficulties before.
The Queen has endured all the hardships one by one, and she will definitely be able to overcome them this time, but it will still take some time, so there is no need for the Queen to worry."
"Of course the Ai family also hopes that you will grow old together, but..." Ling Ruo sighed quietly, looking at an unknown place and said: "When the late emperor left that year, if he hadn't left that edict not to allow the Ai family to commit suicide.
As well as you, the Ai family has long since followed the late emperor.
Thirty years... Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye. In the past thirty years, the Ai family has not forgotten the late emperor for a moment. After falling asleep countless times, they thought, don't wake up again, so that they can reunite with the late emperor.
, but every time Aijia is disappointed."
This was the first time Hongli heard Ling Ruo say this, and he was shocked for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Empress Huang, why are you..." Before he could continue, Ling Ruo raised his hand and interrupted: "The Ai family
I know I shouldn't think this way, but Aijia can't help it. Emperor, although in the past thirty years
, you devoted the entire Qing Dynasty to filial piety to the Ai family, but the Ai family did not live a happy life. Some people always say that time can heal everything, but that is not true. Some truly unforgettable scars can never be healed.
In this case, it really takes courage to live."
After a brief silence, Hongli gritted his teeth and said: "She was his son's queen for one day, and she will be his son's queen all her life. Unless she dies, my son will never let her go."
In a silent sigh, Ling Ruo said helplessly and pitifully: "Since you are determined to do this, you should spend more time with the queen and try to untie her knot."
When Hongli walked out of the bedroom, Yang Hai's old voice rang in Ling Ruo's ears, "I'm sorry to say this bluntly, but the knot in the Queen's heart is too deep. I'm afraid that even if the Emperor tries his best, he still won't be able to untie it."
"Alas!" Ling Ruo sighed and said, "The Ai family doesn't know it, but you have also seen the emperor's attitude. He will never give up. I hope... Wherever you are sincere, the gold and stone will be opened; after all the hardships, there will be happiness, but there will be peace.
"
Yang Hai didn't speak, but from his expression, it could be seen that despite Ling Ruo's words, he still had no hope for it. Xianyue's despairing eyes really impressed him too much.
Too profound.
After leaving Cining Palace, Hongli went all the way to Kunning Palace. When he entered, Zhichun was waiting for Xianyue to eat. The latter sat at the table like a puppet, chewing mechanically what Zhichun fed into his mouth.
Whenever grains of rice or soup fall onto the lapels of his clothes, Jinping at the side will wipe them away with a clean handkerchief, but even so, there are still faint stains left on the plain clothes.
Hongli looked at this scene sadly. Xianyue was once an extremely careful person. When she ate, she would never drop a grain of rice, let alone stain her clothes, but now...
"How long does the emperor want to restrain the queen?" Ling Ruo's words suddenly came to mind, restraint... Huang'e Niang was right, she was indeed selfishly using Xianyue's last bit of feelings for her to restrain her, not letting her
She left with Yong Cang.
Let go... As soon as this thought came up, Hongli broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately pressed it back hard. He would not let go, not even until his death!
"My slaves have seen the emperor!" The voices of Zhichun and others pulled Hongli back from his thoughts. He suppressed his chaotic thoughts and walked in to take the bowls and chopsticks from Zhichun's hands. "I'm here to feed you."
"Yes." Zhichun responded, walked around the table to the other side, and stood with Jinping.
Hongli took a chopstick and handed it to Xianyue's lips: "I specially asked the imperial kitchen to make this. Crabs are seafood and bamboo shoots are delicacies. If you choose one of the two, it will be extremely delicious."
, put together now, it’s even more delicious, you can try it.”
Xianyue opened her mouth and ate it without saying a word, chewing it again and again. After she swallowed it, Hongli asked expectantly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Xianyue glanced at him and said dullly: "It's delicious."
This sentence made Hongli very happy, and he brought several other dishes to Xianyue. Every time he asked, the latter said they were delicious without exception.
"What about this?" Facing Hongli's gaze, Xianyue's answer was the same as before, "It's delicious."
"It's delicious..." Hongli murmured and repeated these two words, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. He just fed Xianyue red-oil duck. Xiayue has always disliked eating duck meat.
She thought it smelled like a duck, but now she said it was delicious. This shows that Xianyue doesn't care about what is in her mouth, let alone whether it tastes good or not.
She ate because she promised Hongli that she would live, nothing more.
Although Hongli was sad, he still smiled. After feeding the remaining half bowl of rice, he took the handkerchief, carefully tried to remove the remaining stains on Xianyue's lips, and said: "The weather is very bad today.
Okay, can I accompany you for a walk in the Royal Garden?"
Xianyue nodded and let him lead her to the imperial garden. Just as Hongli said, the autumn air was crisp and clear today. It was neither cold nor hot along the way, so it was very comfortable.
As soon as he stepped into the imperial garden, he smelled the fragrance of osmanthus. Hongli broke off a cinnamon branch and said: "I remember that you brewed a jar of osmanthus wine a few years ago. It was sweet in the mouth and had a long aftertaste. It was very delicious.
I still clearly remember the taste." After a moment of pause, he suddenly said: "Speaking of which, the osmanthus blossoms are as good this year as they were a few years ago. Why don't you take this opportunity and the Queen brews another jar for me to drink?"
Xianyue stared at the cinnamon branches in front of her and said calmly: "I have forgotten how to brew it, I'm afraid it won't taste good."
Hongli's smile faltered, but soon returned to its original state, "It doesn't matter, I will think about brewing it with the queen tomorrow. If we try it a few more times, we can always get the original taste."
Xianyue looked at the rows of osmanthus trees and said her longest sentence in the past few days indifferently, "Times have changed, and I'm afraid even if I brew all the osmanthus flowers in this royal garden, I won't be able to regain the original taste."
Hongli's expression changed slightly, and then he said firmly: "But I believe that as long as I persevere, I will be able to find the taste in my memory."
Xianyue looked at him and said nothing. After walking around for a while, Hongli led her into Qianqiu Pavilion and sat down, and said softly: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired." After these two short words, Xianyue fell into silence again, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with her, including... Hongli.
After a few murmurs, Hongli suddenly said: "I plan to grant Yong Cang the title of Crown Prince Duan Jing. Jing means respect in the world. What do you think?"