After the powerful minister was reborn, he married the delicate girl back home

"Madame, madam..."

His body was shaken awake, Wang Yanyun slowly opened his eyes, looked at the worried little palace maid, and gradually regained consciousness.

Reaching out and touching the corner of the pillow that had already gone cold, she thought about the past that she had dreamed about last night, and a drop of clear tears slowly fell down. Will people who have only a few days left always think of the past? Maybe.

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Gu Xingmo entered the palace full of joy, but when he came back, his face was ashen and he locked himself in the study in depression.

Li Jiaorong went to bed early that night. When she woke up, she found out that Gu Xingmo had driven away all the servants and maids and drank wine all night in the study. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious. The two had known each other since childhood, but she seemed to have never seen each other before. I passed by my second brother to drink.

Something big must have happened.

But she couldn't guess what big thing was going on, so she had to twist her handkerchief uneasily and kick open the study door. She was probably the only one in the whole capital who dared to treat her husband like this.

Li Jiaorong hurriedly walked in and saw Gu Xingmo sitting upright in front of his desk, his eyes dark and black, and his handsome face with two abnormal blushes. There was an empty wine jar at his feet, and the room was full of wine. Tasty, definitely not enough to drink.

"Husband, please wake up. You are not going to court today?"

Gu Xingmo hugged her waist affectionately, rubbed it again, and replied obediently: "You forgot, I won't take a bath today."

Li Jiaorong breathed a sigh of relief, but when she thought about how much wine he had drank, she was still very angry. She punched Gu Xingmo heavily on the chest and cursed angrily: "Drinking is very harmful to the body. Have you forgotten that my father is How did you die?"

"I haven't forgotten that I fell to death while drinking and walking at night." Gu Xingmo leaned close to Li Jiaorong's waist, his voice was hoarse, but his consciousness was still clear.

"I know you're still drinking." Li Jiaorong muttered, glancing at the empty wine bottle on the ground, she still couldn't control her anger.

"I didn't want to drink it, but Rong Niang, I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!" Gu Xingmo, who used to be calm and self-possessed, was now like a wronged child, trying not to cry, his eyes were very red.

Li Jiaorong was dumbfounded. She didn't know what happened to make her husband so sad. She thought that she was used to only eating, drinking and having fun, so she couldn't help in the slightest.

As a result, her eyes turned red, and she felt distressed and guilty, "Ms. sir, can I help you? I really want to help you."

Gu Xingmo was still drunk after all, and kept shouting "chess pieces, chess pieces..." He hated Cui Yutao's family, and the imperial power as well.

Zhou Yin deliberately manipulated Cui Yutao. He had made plans for the little prince in the cold palace early in the morning. After the death of his powerful brothers from the maternal clan, the prince raised by Concubine Cui became dull and incapable of competing with his most cherished son. Woolen cloth?

It's a pity that Zhou Yin died too early, putting all the burden of overthrowing the Cui family on Gu Xingmo.

This was like a bet. He deliberately let the little prince wander around in front of him to see whether he was facing the Cui family or the Zhou family. In the end, Zhou Yin won the bet and sent the little prince to "Qinshan Temple" to be handed over to Princess Roujia. Taking care of...he is just a pawn.

Li Jiarong didn't know anything about the court affairs, but it was not difficult to make a bowl of sobering soup. She helped Gu Xingmo to the couch and fed him the sobering soup brought by the maid little by little.

After feeding him, he wiped Gu Xingmo's face with a handkerchief soaked in water. She didn't mind the smell of alcohol all over his body, and kissed him slowly with her full pink lips, "Mr., no matter how difficult things are, they will all be over. No matter what time, Rong Niang will be with you."

Gu Xingmo had already closed his eyes. Li Jiaorong pretended that he didn't hear, but she didn't notice that his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, like the fluttering wings of a colorful butterfly.

After leaving the study, the maid hurriedly came over and said softly: "Madam, the eldest princess is here to visit."

"Is the eldest princess coming in person? Luxiu, please prepare some good tea and cakes quickly. Don't neglect it. I'll go freshen up." He smelled of alcohol. It was rude to see a noble person like this. Li Jiaorong is here. Having been in the capital for so long, I know that people in the capital pay great attention to these etiquettes.

The maid was saved and hurriedly retreated to greet the distinguished guests.

Li Jiaorong took the time to change into a recently made gold and white patterned epiphyllum silk brocade dress, and wore Jing Runying's white South Sea pearl earrings. She looked dignified and elegant, showing off her demeanor as a matron of a family.

She walked so beautifully, with small steps like a lotus flower, and the wind loved her skirt so much that it fluttered.

Zhou Yuzhao's eyes turned red as she looked at it. She had grown up, and it seemed that she was no longer the baby she once had to hold to fall asleep, but she still seemed to be.

Li Jiaorong approached and saluted, and Zhou Yuzhao quickly helped her up, hurriedly covering up her previous strange emotions with a smile on her face.

"Elder Princess, your house is simple, I hope you won't give it up." Li Jiaorong stood up following Zhou Yuzhao's movements, still speaking polite words, with a sense of respect in her alienation.

Zhou Yuzhao was filled with bitterness. She didn't want her only daughter to be so separated from her, but she didn't dare to tell her the truth.

"Rong Niang's home is very nice. I am very happy to come here."

Li Jiarong was a little surprised and helped Zhou Yuzhao to sit down. "The eldest princess is joking. After all, this small humble residence cannot be as luxurious and magnificent as your eldest princess' mansion."

"What's the use of being gorgeous? After all, I'm the only one living alone." The desolation in that tone made Li Jiarong unable to ignore it. Thinking of the fact that the eldest princess had spent half her life in a Buddhist temple and was still unmarried. She must be lonely without any children. Li Jiaorong sympathized with her but didn't know how to comfort her.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Zhou Yuzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he hesitated before opening his mouth, "Rong Niang, I have a fate with you, and I know that your biological mother died young. Are you willing to accept me as your mother?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to. I will definitely treat you as before." Zhou Yuzhao didn't want to force her. Although he was very nervous in his heart, his tone pretended to be light. God, if you really pity me, just let her agree. I She knew I wasn't worthy, but still wanted to hear her call me "Mother".

When Zhou Yuzhao left, Li Jiaorong was still an infant and could not speak. She missed her daughter's babbling and naturally could not hear the words "Mother".

Li Jiaorong was stunned. She didn't expect that the eldest princess would say this when she came to visit. It was a great blessing for her to be the eldest princess' adopted daughter. Moreover, things have not been going well for her husband recently. Will the situation be better if I have a backer?

But after thinking for a few seconds, she thought about everything, stood up, knelt down towards Zhou Yuzhao, bowed down, and said respectfully: "Thank you for not giving up. It's Rong Niang's blessing."

Seeing that she agreed, tears of joy ran down her cheeks. Zhou Yuzhao quickly stepped forward to help her up, "You are my blessing, Rong Niang."

In this room, Zhou Yin was busy reviewing the memorial, but Zhou Yuzhao couldn't wait for the eunuch's announcement and hurried in, "Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you."

"What's so important that I can ask my sister to ask for help?" Zhou Yin was not angry at her rudeness, but instead became curious.

Zhou Yuzhao stood up straight. Ever since she knew that Li Jiaorong was still alive, she no longer had the sentimentality and fragility of the past. She seemed to have the arrogance of riding a horse, dancing with a sword and drinking wine again. She was a strong mother. Zhou Yuzhao had to take back everything that belonged to them, mother and daughter.

"I have adopted Gu Xiuzuan's wife as my adopted daughter, and I ask the Holy One to reward her."

Just admit it, why do you still need to beg yourself? Zhou Yin frowned, as if he understood something, and asked doubtfully: "Do you want to give her a title?"

Zhou Yuzhao nodded.

She admitted candidly, but Zhou Yin was in trouble, "She has no merit and is rewarded rashly. This..."

Zhou Yuzhao was unwilling to listen to his nonsense and interrupted directly: "Do you really not know what happened back then? My good emperor brother."

Zhou Yin was silent for a long time, and finally slowly raised his pen...