Chapter 691 Two People Having the Same Dream
Jiang Fenghua held up an index finger and waved it in front of Wuxin. "No, you're wrong. I always feel like he's so far away from me, yet so close. The person he likes isn't me, but the person I like is him."
After saying that, she went straight into the main hall. Granny Wang came to greet her with a bowl of hangover soup, and Lianye also came.
Wu Xin stood there dumbfounded. What drunken words did the Empress say? Ever since he followed the Emperor, he knew that the Emperor liked the Empress, but the Emperor sometimes acted crazy.
Seeing that she was walking unsteadily, Granny Wang quickly said, "Lianye, quickly support Your Highness, don't let Her Highness fall."
Lianye only came over after the Fourth Prince and the Little Princess had fallen asleep. Seeing the Empress so drunk, she quickly helped her into the inner room, saying, "Your Majesty is drunk."
“I am not drunk at all. I am perfectly sober. You are Lianye, she is Granny Wang, and there is also Wuxin…”
Jiang Fenghua entered the inner palace and saw Xie Shang lying on her bed. She tried to pull him up, saying, "This is my bed. Who told you to lie on my bed? Get up, get up now."
She then asked Lianye, "Is he Xie Shang?"
Lianye said, "It's the Emperor! How come Your Highness doesn't even recognize the Emperor?"
“Who says I don’t recognize him? He is Xie Shang, a womanizer, a philandering emperor.” Jiang Fenghua added, “I’m not going to pay any attention to him. I’m leaving to sleep with my little Yan’er, little Yuan’er, and little Yue’er.”
Xie Shang was also drunk and had no heart to send him to Kunning Palace. He had been looking for Jiang Fenghua everywhere, but after searching for a long time without finding her, he was so tired that he lay down on the bed to sleep. At this moment, he was heard calling out, "Ruan Ruan, don't go."
Hearing the sound, Jiang Fenghua went to the bedside again and saw that Xie Shang's face was flushed. She patted his face and said, "Hey, wake up."
However, no matter how much Jiang Fenghua patted him, he wouldn't open his eyes. She said, "With such poor vigilance, isn't His Majesty afraid of danger?"
Seeing that he was still unconscious, Jiang Fenghua kept calling out, "Ruan Ruan, don't go."
Jiang Fenghua looked at herself, then at Granny Wang and the others. "Isn't this me? Where am I supposed to go? He must be calling me in his dream!"
Granny Wang and the others nodded: "It seems so."
Jiang Fenghua, emboldened by alcohol, rushed up to him. "Are you calling me? This is my territory. Where am I supposed to go? Get up!"
Xie Shang suddenly grabbed her hand, pulled her close to his chest, and hugged her tightly. "Ruan Ruan, where have you been? I missed you so much."
Then he muttered to himself, "It seems I've lost someone very important. Who is she? My lotus lantern."
Jiang Fenghua was caught off guard by his actions. She saw him with his eyes closed, talking in his sleep. What a strange dream he was having!
"Lotus lantern, what lotus lantern? Xie Shang, who did you dream about?"
Xie Shang did not answer her.
Jiang Fenghua then asked, "Whom did you plant the plum garden for? Was it for Jiang Fenghua?"
Xie Shang remained silent, as if he knew nothing about plum gardens. He had never planted plum blossoms, so where would a plum garden come from?
The faint candlelight illuminated his face, revealing his handsome features: sword-like eyebrows, a straight nose, slightly pursed thin lips, and long eyelashes. His serene appearance made him seem like a celestial being from a painting.
For a moment, she was mesmerized. She suddenly kissed his eyelashes and chuckled, "Husband... you're so handsome!"
Seeing the Empress's intimate behavior, Granny Wang and Lianye and the others did not dare to linger for even a moment. Granny Wang quickly placed the hangover soup on the table and asked everyone to leave.
After they came out, the group looked at each other, wondering if the Emperor was really dreaming or doing it on purpose, and where the Empress was going to kiss the Emperor next.
The Empress wouldn't take advantage of the Emperor's drunkenness to...
The group felt their ears burning and dared not think any further.
Wuxin also stood aside, looking at the tightly closed door. The Emperor could only belong to the Empress.
Inside the room, Jiang Fenghua was being held by Xie Shang. She was so tired that she fell asleep right away, leaning against his chest.
She also had a dream in which Xie Shang's hair turned white and his skin became wrinkled. He sat alone in the Golden Palace, leaning on a dragon-headed cane. He even stared blankly in the direction of the palace, looking completely devoid of fighting spirit.
She thought: Is this what Xie Shang will be like when he gets old? A wretched old man.
His ministers were all slacking off, whispering among themselves, and gossiping amongst themselves.
Jiang Fenghua frowned. Could this be the Great Zhou Dynasty under Xie Shang's rule? Why is it not prosperous at all?
She wanted to tug at his ear in her dream, but she couldn't. Then she heard Xie Shang's voice again: "Who are you? Who have I been thinking of all these years, my lotus lantern?"
In her dream, Jiang Fenghua saw a very exquisite lotus lantern. Xie Shang held the lantern and gazed at it for a long time, as if the person he was looking for was inside.
Jiang Fenghua suddenly felt sorry for him, sitting alone on the throne, while his princes were all scheming against him. Was this what it meant to be lonely at the top? This was what it meant to be all alone.
Doesn't he have many concubines in his harem? What about his Yan'er, You'er, Yuan'er, and Yue'er? Aren't they also unfilial to their father?
She tried to call out, "Your Majesty, wake up! Your dream is too lonely. Stop having this dream."
She thought he must be very drunk, and then she thought that since it was just a dream, and they say dreams are the opposite of reality, he was very lonely in her dream, but in reality, he certainly wouldn't be lonely.
"Xie Shang, why is the Great Zhou Kingdom in your dream so desolate?" She ran up to him, a bright smile on her face. "It's a good thing you're not like this in reality, otherwise I would really call you a tyrant."
Xie Shang, seated on the dragon throne, suddenly looked at her, his eyes filled with shock. "Who are you?"
Jiang Fenghua was also shocked. She and Xie Shang met in her dream. It was the first time she had ever known that two people could share a dream.
She said, "You don't recognize me, Xie Shang. You don't recognize me in your dream. I am Ruan Ruan! I am your empress, your wife."
Xie Shang suddenly stood up, and the lantern in his hand rolled down the high steps. "Who is Ruan Ruan? You are the Empress? The Empress was killed by me long ago. She was a licentious traitor in the harem and deserves to die."
"Let me take a closer look at you. You are the virtuous consort of Chenxi Palace."
Jiang Fenghua was completely baffled. "You, Xie Shang, killed me in my dream! What kind of virtuous concubine are you? Are you thinking about women while carrying a lantern at your age?"
A glimmer of light finally appeared in Xie Shang's eyes. He seemed to come alive instantly, as if a vibrant woman was baring her teeth in front of him, as if she wanted to hit him.
He smiled, a hint of tolerance even flashing in his eyes, "You are not Consort Xian, you just look like her. She was once my..." He couldn't bring himself to say the words "first wife." He found it unbelievable that the person he was thinking of was so vague. At this moment, all he could see in his mind was the image of Consort Xian, but he had never even known her name.
Xie Shang suddenly realized that for decades he had been wondering who he was thinking about. He was already the emperor, so why was he still unhappy?
At this moment, he saw a figure that resembled Consort Xian, and he was unusually happy.
He walked down the steps and picked up the lotus lantern. This lotus lantern was a birthday gift from the Virtuous Consort to me. Could it be that the person I am thinking of is its owner? But she can never come back to see him again.
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