The elegant bronze wine cup fell on the thick carpet, making a muffled sound, and the wine spilled on Jin Shang's neat dragon robe, leaving a little wetness.
Di Qian'ao was quiet, and so was the dragon's dormitory. The cicada's whinnying at the end of its life was left alone outside. He sat upright on the chair, his hands began to tremble. He said nothing, his eyes gradually turned red, and his lips gradually turned white.
Cangmiao understood how important the news he had thrown out was. The Queen was Di Qianao's life! He thought his life was gone, so he got lost like a zombie, wandering among all kinds of people with similar looks, passing countless lonely pillows. During the sleepless night, he almost fell and lost himself. At this time, his old friend was found again, but he was no longer the same person. He must have mixed feelings. He needed time to digest the news.
The old friend came back, and Di Qianao seemed to be embarrassed by everything. He acted like an actor and pretended to be Zhang Sheng with others. He took others back to the dragon bed to spend the night, he helped others draw their eyebrows, and called them treasures. There was someone else's palace fan on his desk, and the cleaning room booklet was filled with records of his movements. These were all seen by his wife under the mask of Shen Changfeng. They were all seen by the person he had been with since she was fourteen years old. The loving wife looked away.
Baize in the frontier, Liu Qin in the suburbs. Wait, wait!
He... felt suffocated.
Cangmiao and Haiyin looked at each other and stood aside with their hands down.
Haiyin knows that this is not the right time, but who cares, ah ah ah ah, little princess, my little princess who just came out after calling for a long time, Mei Guan, no one knows what I am thinking, has Mei Guan come back too, Mei Guan Can the official still discuss with me how to bring the emperor and the empress together? The emperor has me, but is there Mei Guan beside the empress? After all, things have changed and people have changed, and a broken mirror cannot be reconciled.
Di Qianao's palms broke into cold sweat. He rubbed his hands like a nervous young man who had done something wrong. Along with the ecstasy of regaining something, he was awakened by boundless anger!
For half a year, who covered my eyes so that I couldn’t see the truth! Who got together and covered my eyes with their hands! They deceived me for half a year!
I have never felt so useless in my life, being manipulated like a wronged creature!
But I regard the shadow Si Liang as my clone... Is the harem clean? Are the courtiers in the front palace free of involvement? Who else, who else? Where has the queen been for half a year, but was deliberately hidden?
This is how everyone told me that my queen is dead and asked me to express my condolences!
Extremely angry! I have never been so angry! However, can Di Qianao be played with like this? It is unbearable!
Cangmiao whispered: "Qiu Yan said that Si Liang went to Shijiang Dutou at night, and he praised the beautiful jade pendant of the murderer in Huafang Fire."
"Wei Dao didn't see him today." Emperor Qian Aojun's face suddenly turned cold. "When Hongfu Temple prayed for the victims of the Shijiang merchant ship before noon, he said with red eyes that today was his uncle's memorial day, so he took half a day off and went back to visit the grave. From the day when Huafang became a fire, I used lies to cover up another lie. Finally, the lie was broken. Cangmiao, I regard him as a brother and sister. I can share everything except women with him. His skills and skills are I taught him. He used what I taught him to kill my wife!"
Cangmiao sighed, "It does hurt to be betrayed by a brother. It hurts even more to kill a brother by hand. Although I have never experienced the feeling of having my wife killed by a brother, it sounds like it is extremely painful. Apart from telling you that I will never betray you, I have nothing else to say. Emperor, don’t lose faith in friendship! You still have a group of believers following you! From the North to the South, you still have us!"
"Luo Chang'an," Di Qianao walked to the wall and turned over the portrait that he had been facing on the wall for more than half a year. He did not dare to touch it for more than half a year and did not dare to look closely for fear of being unable to bear the pain. He touched his beloved wife with his hand.
That beautiful facial profile flashed through my mind after the thunder and lightning in the rainy night in Jiuxi Palace, the uneven scars on her cheeks under the mask, and his crazy and violent behavior that night when he bit her neck like a wild beast, and her
She was so frail, but he was ruthlessly ravaging her, and his heart felt like it was being torn out.
In the past fourteen years, although he could not be said to be a gentleman when it came to matters between men and women, he did exercise restraint. She was not in good health and he never completely let her go, but in Jiuxi Palace he almost broke her on the bed like a vessel.
, now that I think about it, I really regret it.
The animal-like words he said during his one-night stand rang in my ears.
-The palace lanterns of Changchun Palace can be seen everywhere in Chang'an City, you can see them.-
-You risked your life to save my people, I will give you the royal bow and arrows that I personally made as a thank you gift. She is very important to me to show my sincerity of gratitude.-
-I have a harem full of women, and I am afraid that the harem will not be able to hold it, and the palace will be full too. These people, either with their eyebrows, their appearance, or their gestures, make me worried. Why should Miss Shen? -
-With your 'harsh' voice, with your 'ugly' face that is faintly visible under your hollow mask, or with your incomplete and broken body.-
God, what on earth has he done to his beloved wife.
"Luo Chang'an, Chang'an." Di Qian'ao called out the name he had not dared to say for half a year. He felt his stomach twisting, and he was so distressed that he couldn't breathe. He put his hand on his heart and burst into tears.
, "It was me...it was actually my shadow that burned her with my own hands. It was me...I said she had an ugly face and a harsh voice. When she needed warmth the most, she needed her husband the most, and she needed it the most.
When we were at home, I made her fall into an ice cave. After she came back, she faced the dilemma of occupying a magpie's nest and becoming homeless. Her Changchun Palace was also given away by me... Cangmiao, give it to me.
I took analgesics, and my... internal organs hurt so much that I almost died."
Cangmiao immediately gave him thirteen analgesics. Di Qianao's tall body slowly slid down against the wall. All the suppressed emotions in the past six months were released at this moment. Cangmiao had never seen him cry so much over anything.
It hurts. It turns out that he has not forgotten his queen in the past six months, but has become more and more profound. It's just that no one can solve his problem and he doesn't want to say more, "Emperor, although things have changed and people have changed, but...
Fortunately, she is alive. It is good to be alive. In the face of life and death, love is not important. You still have two children. You are still bound, right? Emperor, don't force her, treat her kindly! Best, don't
I will continue to pamper her and make her the target of public criticism."
Di Qian'ao remembered that day when he asked her if she was married, and she said she was married. He asked her where her husband's family was, and she replied that her husband was dead. It sounded unbelievable at the time, but now she recalled it with bitterness.
She was afraid that she was completely dead in her heart.
"Hai Yin, bring me the new clothes that the Queen made for me last year on the eve of moving the capital." Di Qianao ordered, "When I go there, I will meet the Queen at Jiangdutou. She wants to wear new clothes. She has been slovenly lately."
"Yes, Emperor." Haiyin took out the clothes sewn by the Empress, who had been in the dust for half a year, from the deepest closet of the closet. This stitch and thread seemed extremely precious, and selected what the Emperor said.
The queen brought over the new set of clothes that the queen had specially made for the southern tour of moving the capital, and helped Di Qianao put on the clothes. In the past six months, the emperor said that wearing the clothes made by the queen hurt, so he was unwilling to wear them.
Di Qian'ao looked at himself in the mirror. He hadn't worn the right clothes for more than half a year. He finally wore clothes that fit him today. He came back to his senses. He nervously held his already meticulous hair and asked.
Haiyin said: "In the past six months, I look much older, right?"
Haiyin's eyes were sore, and his voice was a little stiffer, "No, you are still so handsome, you haven't aged at all, you look good."
Di Qianao felt as if Si Liang had stabbed his heart with a sword, hurting his insides. He had always been conceited and used his skills, and never wanted to be betrayed by his most trusted person. This was a great irony and insult. He ordered Haiyin in a deep voice:
"You go and handle the matter, teach the civil and military officials, the Queen Mother and the concubines of the harem. The imperial army will gather under the Phoenix Tower early tomorrow morning and line up to welcome the Queen back to her throne and welcome the phoenix back to her nest! Please tell me that from today onwards, women in the harem are not allowed to apply pink and white.
Color. In addition, let’s not say that the queen has returned, so as not to alarm my confidants... Si Liang, it would be bad if it disturbed his interest in "sweeping the grave" of his uncle! I will meet him at Shijiang Ferry tonight
! I will meet him in person and ask him if he still recognizes me as his master! After seventeen years of friendship, I want to know what I have lost."
"Yes, Emperor." Haiyin bowed and said, thinking that maybe he was afraid that the women in the harem would be overshadowed by the gorgeous makeup of the harem women. After all, the scar...
Di Qianao opened the desk drawer, held the jade bracelet inside the drawer that had been burnt to blood red by the fire in his hand, rubbed it carefully with his slightly coarse fingertips, and then stepped out of the dragon's bed with his dragon boots.
Zhongdu has a pair of eyes full of pain under the mask of his beloved wife. Why... I am always the one who hurts her the most! Why!
When he reached the door, he paused and asked Cangmiao, "Give me some medicine."
"Didn't I already take 13 analgesic pills just now?" Cangmiao was puzzled.
Di Qianao spoke to Cangmiao without any precautions. He only confessed: "Use some medicine to suppress sexual intercourse. The fire didn't send her away, but I'm... afraid that I will send her away."
Cangmiao: "..." I have never seen a couple act so earth-shattering every day.