Chapter 25 Chapter 25 [VIP]
The emperor rarely wore light-colored ostrich robes.
The platinum-colored uniform and the gilded crown made his handsome and dignified face look even more charming.
The divine posture is elegant and extraordinary.
Even if the emperor said nothing, it would be hard for anyone not to look at him.
Compared to h, the color of the queen is not good enough. She has been sick for many years.
Cheekbones⒙, thin face.
As time went by, that face, which was not particularly outstanding among beauties, became more and more radiant.
Even heavy makeup could not hide the sickness on Empress Yuan.
This is also why, after the death of Empress Chongyuan, the concubines in the harem could not stop wanting to usurp the throne and share the favor.
Men all like beautiful women.
Young, beautiful, gentle and eloquent are their primary criteria for choosing a lover.
But Yan Zun Chong, even the four concubines, after their initial surprise, did not dare to look directly at the emperor.
If we say that the emperor's words were the first arrow piercing Empress Yuan's mouth.
The vague look that was cast upon her was the second, third, and fourth arrow that pierced her chest.
"A Luo just said he was a little tired," Empress Yuan said, forcing herself to remain calm, "so she went to rest behind the flower vines."
She actually didn't know where Yuan Mu was, but she thought he was resting there.
The emperor hummed softly.
He stood up and was about to leave, not even keeping his eyes on her for a moment.
Empress Yuan stood there, feeling as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her, and a deep chill permeated her bones.
In the past, he would still put on an act, but now, he is not willing to show even a moment of respect to her, his legal wife?
Empress Yuan felt as if she had fallen into an icy cave. She really wanted to grab the emperor and ask him if there was ever a moment in his life when he had ever thought of her as his wife.
But she couldn't.
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Even if he wanted to find Yuan Mu now, he would go to Yifeng Palace to visit her.
Empress Yuan, as the emperor's wife, could only follow his wishes and help him make arrangements.
Her golden armor dug into the flesh of her palms tightly, and she suppressed the resentment and anger in her eyes.
Just when Empress Yuan thought the emperor was about to leave, he turned aside. She immediately ignored everything else and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"
The emperor said softly, "From now on, if she rests, have someone keep an eye on her."
His voice is clear and melodious, like the sound of jade being rinsed by a stream.
When the gentle affection is contained, the coldness in the momentum is reduced, and the coldness in the momentum is reduced.
After saying this, the emperor left without saying anything else.
It's getting warmer.
Although Yuan Mu never said it, she didn't like Dong very much.
When the ground was freezing cold and snowing heavily, she wanted to stay in her tent like a hibernating kitten every day, only to fall into a deep sleep occasionally.
When the emperor came back, he could see Yuan Mu's red face from sleeping.
He had not spoken to her for many days, and only came to see her after hearing from the eunuch that she was now in love.
After Yuan Mu left Ziwei Palace, the kitten she loved looked for her everywhere she went. She must have been reluctant to let it stay alone in Ziwei Palace.
The emperor had already thought of how to talk to Yuan Muyan and coax her back to Ziwei Palace.
But after entering the garden, he didn't see her at first sight.
The small garden behind Yifeng Palace is not very big.
There are many flower trees, and the flower vines hang down, so it looks like the branches are intertwined.
Yuan Mu actually relies on a toad
She held her breath, her face flushed slightly, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
The King of Chu leaned his hands against the tree and could see Yuan Mu's slender white neck by looking down, but he didn't look at her for long. His voice was a little hoarse: "Why is it that my brother is coming over?"
Yuan Mu's cloak was of a light color, and she had black hair and red lips, looking gorgeous and beautiful.
It exudes a breathtaking beauty.
Yuan Mu's body was tense, and his tassels were trembling slightly.
Her fear of the emperor seemed to be instinctive. Even if she did nothing, she would still be afraid of him when she was around him.
I don't know what happened between them.
But there wasn't much time left for thinking.
The King of Chu came out from behind the tree without saying much. He was dressed in pink, which was extremely eye-catching.
The emperor did not think about the King of Chu. He glanced at him and said softly, "Why are you so handsome?"
His tone was gentle, and his dark eyes, illuminated by the sunlight, seemed to be shining with light.
"Aunt Zhou from Nangong and the others dragged me here by force," the King of Chu brushed his sleeves, "come and rest if you're tired."
That's what he would do.
The King of Chu was the best at avoiding idleness. When he was young, he suffered from severe asthma, and I don’t know how many things he avoided using this as an excuse.
His poor handwriting is caused by his refusal to study hard and practice calligraphy when he was young.
The emperor said in a low voice, "Have you seen your sister-in-law?"
His expression seemed casual, but his eyes did not leave the tree behind the King of Chu.
But a scream,
The eunuch who always followed the King of Chu exclaimed, "It really took this old slave a long time to find you."
The two have a very good relationship.
The King of Chu was a man of character. If it were not for his physical limitations, he would have climbed trees to shoot birds when he was young.
Although.
The emperor listened to the exaggerated tone and couldn't help but said calmly: "Go out quickly. If you are tired, go back to the palace to rest."
When the King of Chu left the capital, she had not yet married.
His palace is still under renovation and will probably be completed in h months, so he has been living in the palace recently.
The King of Chu's eyebrows were lazy and his tone was drawn out: "I know, I know."
The emperor came to look for Yuan Mu and had no intention of seeing him off. He gently brushed his hand away and asked again, "Have you seen your sister-in-law?"
Just as he was about to turn around, Yuan Mu appeared.
Her knees seemed to have fallen for an hour, and there were faint marks on her legs.
There is a well-maintained flower pond here, where lotus and water lilies are grown in the summer. It is slightly piled up, but the shape is hidden, blending in with the surrounding scenery and not easily bumped.
There were still a very small number of concubines resting in the garden.
But the emperor didn't care. He raised his hand and picked up Yuan Mu, and asked in a low voice: "Are you bruised?"
He was surrounded by many bodyguards and people gathered nearby, but if an adult wanted to spy on him, they could still guess what was going on.
The two of them have never been very close in public.
Yuan Mu was wrapped in a cloak, but the faint smell of rust still emanated from it.
She pursed her lips, her voice trembling slightly: "I fell for an hour..."
The emperor lifted Yuan Mu's skirt, and there were obvious bloodstains on her knees.
She seemed to have forgotten that she was still angry. Her body was shaking with pain, but her arms climbed up his neck out of habit.
At a certain moment, the emperor raised his eyes and glanced at the King of Chu.
But the moment Yuan Mu hooked his arms around his neck, those thoughts disappeared in a flash.
The emperor kissed Yuan Mu's face.
"Come back to Ziwei Palace with me," he whispered. "I'll have the imperial physician come over and take care of it quickly."
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But at this moment, his voice was filled with endless tenderness, pity, and cherishment, as if he treated the person in his arms as his own child.
Yuan Mu didn't say yes or no, she just silently put her arms around the emperor's neck.
This already means consent.
Yuan Mu was shy, and the emperor didn't have the guts to carry her out openly at this time.
The sedan chair stopped and then he took her away.
Yuan Mu glanced at King Chu before leaving. He looked at her calmly, but she finally closed her eyes.
Just now, she almost touched his knuckles, but he gently dodged it.
"I just want to help you," the King of Chu said softly, "Brother, it's not nice for you to do that."
He raised his eyes and said, "You don't have to give me anything!
Yuan Mu struggled to tighten his fingers and hide all his emotions.
She can't twist it like that.
Not to mention how terrible the consequences would be if the emperor found out.
The King of Chu is really a good person. If he really does that, what difference will there be between her and the emperor?
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The imperial physician arrived quickly.
Yuan Mu changed into a thin skirt. It was already spring, and there was still a fire dragon burning in the Ziwei Palace. The warmth was so cozy that it was almost hot.
In fact, the emperor didn't like the palace to be too hot.
But Yuan Mu is afraid of the cold, so all kinds of supplies here also come from Qingning Palace.
The two palaces are completely synchronized.
Yuan Mu lay on the couch on her side, and Emperor Qingshui first helped her wipe the wound on her knee.
She was in so much pain that she held the kitten in her arms and tried hard not to groan.
The emperor asked in a low voice: "How can
There was no rebuke in his tone, but Yuan Mu's reaction was subconscious.
"It's just a small bump," Yuan Mu said, biting his lip, "it won't happen again."
The imperial physician has arrived.
The emperor stroked Yuan Mu's knee, and suddenly some emotions arose in his heart, but since everyone was here, he couldn't delay any longer.
Girls all love to be beautiful, and if there is a scar, that's his fault.
It was just an ordinary fall, and the imperial physician took care of it quickly.
Yuan Mu's slender white legs were wrapped in soft cloth, and her exposed calves were slightly pink, looking delicate and tender, like flower branches made of frost and snow.
After the medicine took effect, the injured area felt as if it was burning.
Yuan Mu closed her eyes and lay on the couch on her side, her long eyelashes trembling constantly.
It had been several days since the two of them had spent such quiet time together.
The emperor signaled to the palace maids to take the kitten away from Wo Yuanmu. She closed her eyes and did not pay attention.
She opened her hazy eyes only after the burning sensation on her knees gradually subsided.
It was getting dark, the twilight was thick, and the setting sun was like molten gold.
Yuan Mu's snow-white face was also illuminated by the light and turned red.
The emperor stayed beside her and said in a low voice, "Let's talk, A'luo."
The dome of the Purple Palace displays a dazzling scene, among which the brightest is the Emperor Star, surrounded by other stars.
For example, the bright moon is surrounded by stars.
Yuan Mu looked at the stars beside her. She was distracted for a moment before her thoughts returned to reality.
Reason clearly told her that when the emperor bowed his head like this, there would be no benefit in refusing.
He will only regard it as a joke, and end up with a dark wooden cart.
Most of the time between them, it was the emperor who bowed his head first, but when he bowed his head, it meant that she had to accept it.
Yuan Mu pursed her lips, turned slightly to the side, and moved her face away from the twilight, with half of her face shrouded in darkness.
Her avoidance was obvious.
But when the emperor leaned over and touched Yuan Mu's forehead, she did not dodge.
He whispered softly: "Have you had any trouble recently?
"Could you please tell me?" the emperor said softly, "Is there anything I can do?"
There is no greater power in this world than the emperor.
Yuan Wei was powerful and fearless, relying only on the emperor's trust.
If one day he lost the emperor's trust, the disaster that the fortune teller predicted would destroy his entire family might really happen.
Yuan Mu couldn't say a word.
But at a certain moment, the emperor's expression was so gentle.
Yuan Mu's body was curled up, with the ostrich lying on his body.
She wanted to stay away from him, but she couldn't suppress her desire to be closer to him.
When Yuan Mu's tears fell, the emperor's expression changed slightly. Her slender fingers stretched out from her sleeves and lightly touched the back of his hand.
She cried in a weak voice, "Father wants to give my sister to someone as a concubine..."
"That man has already retired," Yuan Mu couldn't help crying, "He said that Ayin has an eye disease and she won't be able to marry into a good family."
She rarely showed her true feelings in front of the emperor.
Yuan Mu always endures and always pretends.
But when she lay in his arms and cried softly, the warm tears seemed to flow into his mouth.
Yuan Mu suddenly had all the answers to his questions.
She has such a big worry in her heart, how can she
The emperor put his hand around Yuan Mu's waist, and he felt that his hands had never been so soft.
She was nearly eight, but still a tiny little girl compared to the time-worn people like them.
A little thing can make her very frightened.
The emperor wiped away Yuan Mu's tears and leaned over to kiss her forehead.
He held her face in his hands and said softly, "It's nothing. I'll just tell your father."
The emperor wiped away Yuan Mu's tears and touched the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
He said softly: "Your sister is still young, there is no need to rush to get married."
The emperor's tone was calm, as if he was just being angry, rather than talking about something troublesome or annoying.
His power is so great that he would have nothing to worry about.
Yuan Mu never thought that she would one day become the concubine of such a man.
In her youthful fantasies, that vague figure should be poor, good-tempered, and even a little down and out.
They depend on each other and support each other, and may encounter some hardships.
But no matter how you look at it, there are only two of them in this story.
Yuan Mu is not a generous person. She has too little, so she is selfish and doesn't want to share with anyone.
Jinghui said that he was the person she loved most.
Yuan Mu listened to the emperor's gentle words, and the tears that had stopped flowing suddenly surged.
Most of the time, she was unwilling to admit that the emperor and Helan Zhen were the same person.
When Cheng Li talked about them, he often treated them separately.
Yuan Mu was afraid that she would fall in love with the emperor.
He was a cruel plunderer, cold-blooded and heartless, with countless concubines.
The warmth given to her can be given to others at any time.
The emperor had many wives and concubines, and perhaps he would have many more concubines in the future. Their agreement was to give birth to a crown prince, but there had never been any promise of a lifelong couple.
He and Helan Zhen should be two completely different people.
But at this moment, Yuan Mu suddenly couldn't tell what was going on. She lay in the emperor's arms and cried for a long time.
The emperor put his arms around Yuan Mu's waist, lifted her onto his lap, and stroked her back with his big hands. He lowered his eyes and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, A'luo."
He said many soothing words, and there was an unwavering tenderness in his cold eyes.
It's like bottomless water, tempting people to drown in it.
When the moon rose above the branches, Yuan Mu's tears finally stopped. Her eyes were swollen from crying.
The emperor carried her to take a bath, but she injured her knee due to a fall, so he had someone bring a small Hu bed and bathed her personally.
If a palace maid serves, even if it is troublesome, the bath can be finished quickly.
But their relationship was unusual.
The emperor kept kissing Yuan Mu until she had no strength left in her body and could only fall into his arms.
Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her slender white waist was trembling, and the corners of her eyes were getting redder and redder.
In the past, the emperor would visit Qingning Palace every few days.
He had a lot of things to do and often held meetings at night. Sometimes Yuan Mu would fall asleep and be suddenly woken up by him.
But overall, the emperor was a rather unemotional person.
However, they didn't know why, but they spent more and more time together.
Not long after they separated, the emperor wanted to take everything back.
Yuan Mu was kissed until she couldn't breathe. Her leg was injured, and she was afraid of falling, so she didn't dare to let go of her arms around his neck for a moment.
After she was wet, she directly touched the old wound on the emperor's shoulder.
Yuan Mu was shocked when he touched the almost horrifying mark.
She knew that the emperor was injured.
Anyone who had anything to do with the military would inevitably be injured. The emperor was a respected figure, but during the chaos of that year, he lived no better than the lowest-ranking military household.
But Yuan Mu didn't expect that more than two years had passed and the scar was still there.
Helan Zhen's back was as smooth as jade, and under the moonlight it was as bright as snow.
He only had a wound in his abdomen, which healed in time, and he did not escape death later.
Yuan Mu often knelt in front of the bed. Her thoughts were always confused, and her mind was also in chaos when she was held by the emperor.
So this was her first time touching it.
The hot sweat on Yuan Mu's body turned cold and her face turned pale.
The emperor often wore an ostrich-like robe, which was soaked by the water in the bathtub, so Yuan Mu gave it to him.
She seemed terrified and asked in a low voice, "...was this injury sustained during the ambush? Was it dangerous at the time?"
The emperor calmly grabbed Yuan Mu's wrist and replaced it with the ottoman placed beside him to cover the ugly mark.
"I can't remember clearly," he said softly, "it's all in the past."
But unexpectedly, Yuan Mu suddenly raised his head.
Her eyes widened, and she bit her lip and said, "Is it because you lost too much blood that you can't remember it?"
Xi Rongjing told her all of this.
The thing the emperor was most reluctant to mention was the Tao Huan jar incident.
People who are extremely outstanding when they are young basically have this problem, which is that they don’t want to talk about their failures.
The emperor had been immersed in power since he was young. His talent in judging people and in military affairs was honed countless times.
It was Tao Huanwu who had an accident in the gutter.
One hundred and thirty-two personal soldiers were all killed, and only one traitor escaped.
It was a humiliating defeat for him.
The emperor changed the subject: "Probably."
"It's time for dinner," he said, wrapping Yuan Mu in a thick blanket and picking him up. "Aren't you tired after washing this?"
Yuan Mu actually wanted to ask more questions, but seeing the emperor's expression, he restrained himself and said nothing more.
She was held in the emperor's arms with one hand, sitting on his arm, her fair face flushed, and her neck and shoulders were red.
Yuan Mu was of course tired, but she didn't want to tell the emperor, as it would make her look shameless.
It was rare for the two of them to be so affectionate. During the meal, the emperor fed Yuan Muwan one spoonful at a time, then carried her back to the tent and patted her thin back to coax her to sleep.
She was really tired and fell asleep soon.
The emperor looked at Yuan Mu's sleeping face. He looked at her silently for a long time.
He only stood up when her breathing became long and her body was completely relaxed.
But after walking out of the inner hall, the emperor's expression was no longer so good.
His expression turned cold, his eyes dim, and his handsome face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.
The emperor said coldly, "Let Yuan Wei come over."
There was a deep chill in his eyes, without any of the gentleness he showed in front of Yuan Mu.
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Yuan Mu always had nightmares before and slept poorly. This time, after returning to Ziwei Palace, he slept for a long time.
Maybe it was spring, she was very sleepy.
Thinking of Yuan Mu's recent days of fear, the emperor seemed to agree to her decision. He didn't say a word and always let her go to bed early at night.
But she still slept too much.
The emperor asked Zhang Yuanpan to come once, and it took at least a month to diagnose the pulse.
Moreover, there have been too many times when Yuan Mu was pregnant and was disappointed.
The emperor did not let Yuan Mu know, only saying that his pulse was safe, and then secretly talked with Zhang Yuanpan for a long time.
He whispered, "She's been very sleepy these past few days, and her hands are often stroking her lower abdomen. She must be feeling a little uncomfortable, but she refuses to say anything."
There was a hint of restlessness in the emperor's eyes.
"Is it the stomach problem?" he asked in a low voice, "or is it something else?"
Yuan Mu herself was always worried about her health, and her daily life and diet were extremely chaotic.
If the emperor had not forced her or had someone watching her, she would have been a fool.
"Don't worry, just wait a few days," Judge Zhang said calmly. "It's probably not a stomach ailment, so don't worry too much."
It's the same as not saying anything.
But the emperor's emotions were still calmed down a lot.
There's no need to be anxious.
What is destined to happen will eventually happen.
Even if there is no one, so what? Just adopt one.
If not, I would rather stay by his side forever.
When this thought came to his mind, the emperor himself felt that it was too morbid, but when he returned to the inner hall and looked down at Yuan Mu's sleeping face, he could not suppress the crazy emotions.
In fact, his feelings for her were not innocent from the beginning to the end.
From the first time we met in the snow two years ago, that dark feeling has been there.
Otherwise, he would not know what Yuan Mu was wearing and what his posture was like at that time.
He even remembered the way her long hair on her shoulders touched the snowy skin on her neck.
The emperor lowered the curtains and gently held Yuan Mu in his arms.
No matter what or what method, he will never let her go in this life.
The emperor repeatedly recalled the past events between them, but when his memory went forward, he suddenly encountered a blank.
When Yuan Mu asked him that day, he didn't think much about it.
Now that I think about it, the emperor really can't remember what happened when he was ambushed that night.
His brows were furrowed, and he looked so timid and fearless.
Never mind. I'll ask Xi Rongjing someday; he should remember something or other.
The emperor fell asleep like that. He slept little at night and had few dreams. He almost never dreamed of the past.
But perhaps because he thought too much before going to bed, he fell asleep after a long time.
The guard grabbed a piece of blood-written paper and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Your Highness! Something happened to the girl!"
This is a familiar yet unfamiliar face.
He was once the emperor's personal soldier and had been by his side since the emperor became Taipanbao.
The stranger knew that he had been dead for two years, his body destroyed in the fire and eventually turned into charcoal.
The army is ready to go south.
But after reading the blood-written letter, even in the dream, I still felt a strong sense of panic.
Then the scene turned into torture.
Going to Guanzhong at this time is a dead end.
Who was that girl? Why did Tanjumeng change his mind so suddenly?
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