Pretty Her

The emperor spent the whole night in front of the bed, his hands were blurred by her bite, but he refused to let go.

He knew that she wanted children, not for his Meng family.

But for herself.

Only after the prince secures his power and then moves power step by step can he finally take the throne.

Although he was a useless emperor, he knew exactly what would be best for her.

He knelt before her, anxious that the suffering man was himself.

All the distress and tangles that she had brought about in the past have been forgotten, and at this moment he just wants her to be safe. It is more important that she stay with him than those trivial self-esteem.

She can be happy if she is safe and happy.

The emperor caressed her face carefully, her eyes were crying red, and she didn't blink, fearing she wouldn't care if she didn't notice.

He cried and asked her, "Who do you want to meet now, can you pass them all in?"

She opened her eyes hard, and he hurried forward to wait for her answer.

She didn't say who she wanted to see, and wronged Baba told him: "The emperor, the courtiers are so painful, it's not fun to have children."

The emperor burst into tears. "I swear, I will never hurt you again, no matter who it is, I will not let that person hurt you."

As soon as he had finished speaking, she cried miserably.

The emperor's heart was to be crushed.

She was sweating, he wept, and spent most of the night, and the child finally gave birth.

Is a baby boy.

She was lying weakly, and the emperor was ecstatic, not to look at the children, but to look at her: "This is all right, no more sin."

She clasped his sleeves. "What about my child?"

The emperor hurriedly hugged the child and placed it gently next to her. "Look, it looks much like you."

She had a weak voice and glanced at: "No, I'm not so ugly."

The emperor smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, soothing her: "After opening long, he will not be ugly."

She kissed the forehead of the child, and the emperor went to kiss her, and kissed her chapped lips. He heard her ask on his lips, "Emperor, would you love this child like Ai Chenmin?"

The emperor crouched on her shoulder, "love, how can you not love, he jumped out of your body, is a part of you, he will love him very much."

After speaking, he immediately showed her the imperial edict that had been planned, which was the imperial edict of the prince. He put his own jade seal in her hands and personally waited for her to seal and keep a seal.

There is another imperial edict, which he newly drafted.

He held the imperial edict in the back and whispered it to her.

After listening, she smiled and stunned against his palm, "Meng Yue, you are truly talking."

He smiled wryly and stroked her hair, asking, "Are you happy?"

She laughed. "Happy."

He lowered his body and kissed her forehead lovingly: "You're happy."

She was soon asleep by him.

The grandmother hugged her child, and the **** hesitated forward and asked the emperor: "Rong Fei is outside, clamoring and talking about taking a look at the prince and the queen mother."

The emperor asked, "Is Rong Fei just arguing about seeing the prince and his mother?"

The **** paused, and then said, "The host Xu Ling and Lord Xiao are still waiting outside, waiting to go."

The emperor hesitated for a long while.

He waved his hand, signaled the grandmother to take the prince out, and commanded: "If you go out and say, the queen is accompanied by your concubine, so you don't bother them. Just take the prince out and show them."

In the days when Yun Yan was confinement, the emperor was uneasy and took care of her in person, almost everything.

He wanted her to get better soon, and comforted her with words: "I wait for you to go up with me every day. Those messes pile up a thick hill. Without you to help me, I always have to boil at night, really Tired. "

He knew she liked to listen to such words. He has long been accustomed to diligent administration, where he would really feel tired.

It just awkwardly pleased her.

After listening, she was very happy, lying in his arms: "Then you will bring the bag over, I will show it for you."

He busily stopped: "When you're healed, you can watch as many discounts as you want, and I will never stop you."

She stayed in the temple all day. Although she was accompanied by the emperor, she felt bored after all. The emperor could not stay with her all the time. He didn't let outsiders come in to see her, but then saw her panicked and let out that he could let Rong Fei went to the hall to accompany.

Yun Rong was looking outside the temple day and night, and finally looked forward to visiting the temple.

The emperor went to the Royal Study to make room for her to talk with her sister.

Yun Yan reclined leaning on the couch, with a pillow of Su phoenix flying in his hand, raised his eyes lazily to look forward, and called quietly: "Second brother, long time no see, you are thin."

More than thin.

It's just a thin bone.

After three months without seeing him, his skin became paler, like a serious illness, and heavy wigs were pinched on his head, as if his neck had been broken.

Yun Rong stepped forward.

He glanced at the people on the bed, his eyes fixed, the dead wood was in spring, and the dry desert blossomed in an instant.

In the past three months, he finally understood that she was really cruel and clever, and knew how to torture him.

She stayed with him but prevented him from seeing her again.

Obviously close at hand, but it seems like far away.

Even when she gave birth to a child and stepped into the ghost gate, he could not accompany him on the couch.

When he drove her to the temple in the past, he knew she would eventually return to him, so he never worried. But it's different now.

The companionship he wanted was all in her thoughts. His life was beyond his grasp, he was powerless and could only wait for her sentence.

He stopped ten steps away from her.

Do not dare to act lightly.

Now he knows what the consequences are, and they are gone forever.

He would rather die immediately than suffer the consequences.

Suddenly Yun Yun waved at him.

He walked around like a dog and heard her ask, "Do you hate me more?"

He couldn't change his fault: "You don't deserve it."

She didn't care about him, she said to herself: "I had a baby before and I almost died."

Yun Rong's tone softened. "I know."

She stretched out her hand and was about to hold him. He stared at his eyes, his heart beat slowly for half a beat. Suddenly she changed her mind and stopped touching him, her fingertips flicking gently from his sleeves, and he bit her lips in frustration.

She went back and returned, and suddenly fell into his palm.

Accompanying her, she softly called: "Second Brother."

Yun Rong was almost trembling.

After two years, she finally agreed to be close to him again.

Before he could hold her tightly, she had already quit her hand.

The black hole in Yun Rong's heart is getting bigger and bigger, and he is anxious to catch something.

He had only one idea-as long as she was willing to call him "Second Brother" again, it would be fine.

She stretched out her fingers, twirled her fingers on the back of his hands, and asked, "Second Brother, do you want to take charge of the harem for me?"

Yun Rong's eyes widened.

Does she mean to return to him with good intentions?

She also said: "And my child, I heard the grandmother said that you seem to like the little prince in particular. Maybe next time you come, I can let you see the little prince."

She mentioned the little prince, and he had a smile on his face, unconsciously: "The little prince is just like you when you were young. You are not afraid of giving birth, and everyone laughs when you see him."

She leaned in silently, feeling the tension and tremor in his body.

She asked, "Do you remember how I looked when I was a kid?"

Yun Rong was silent.

It was more than what she looked like as a child. From the day she was born, he remembered everything about her.

He told himself that knowing oneself and winning one hundred battles, but did not want to, and buried himself first before fighting.

Her hand slowly moved forward, and as he wished, he took hold of it again, Yun Rong held her tightly, like a beast that was about to starve to death, and desperately caught her only prey that was full.

She didn't push him away, and laughed softly, saying, "Second Brother, I want my brother to be absolutely surrendered in the chapel, and the Yun family's power, I want to have it in my pocket."

Yun Rong lowered his head.

His gaze was fixed on the **** of them.

She shook him: "Will you give it?"

As clever as she is, how can you not know where the elder brother's weakness is.

His weakness is her, and his brother's weakness is him. As long as what he said, the elder brother will not disobey.

He couldn't hold it anymore, where could he refuse her. But he stubbornly threw out a sentence: "Why should I promise you."

She immediately took back all the tenderness and shouted, "Come here, drop off--"

Yun Rong immediately covered her mouth: "Be assured, I will make it clear to my elder brother, and let him help you, only obey your orders."

She raised her eyebrows contentedly, raised a hand to hang in the air, motioned for him to get closer.

Yun Rong frowned, eventually bending helplessly to the side of her hand.

She looked at him indifferently: "I ask you, who will I be for you in the future?"

Yun Rong: "My grandma."

She frowned, "No, answer again."

He looked at her delicate eyebrows, full of noble style. He used to puff in front of her, but now he's turned the other way.

He had also looked like her, how could he not know what she was thinking.

moment.

Yun Rong lowered his body and called: "The Queen Mother Chitose Chitose Chitose."

Yun Zheng finished her confinement and returned to Chaotang. The Yun family's forces, as Yun Rong promised, obeyed her orders as much as possible.

After finishing the discussion in the Royal Study Room, Yun Cheng stopped her quietly.

As soon as she turned around, she saw Yun Cheng's worried face. He said nothing, but said only one sentence: "As long as you treat A Rong well, I will go to the fire for you."

She laughed. "I will."

She handed over all the trivial matters in the harem to Yun Rong and saw him once a month.

She gave him a bit of hope, and he lived in the deep palace while keeping that hope.

Not long after, Xiao Yan also came to see her.

He did not ask her about the private meeting, he only asked her: "If you wish in the future, ascend to the throne, how many men are you looking for?"

She's so full, the wasteland that has been hungering for a year doesn't mind the moisture of dew.

She knew that he had accumulated emotions, so as to appease: "If I am emperor, there is only one male pet."

By then he had penetrated into the enemy's camp, but on the face he was indifferent: "Who is it?"

She bit his ear: "The surname is Xiao."

Although there are historical examples from queen to emperor, the journey is difficult and difficult.

The emperor's commitment is nothing, it also needs the aspirations of the people and the support of the court. All of this will take at least decades to pave the way.

He told her little by little how difficult the future was, and said, turning her over.

She was flushed and completely immersed in the sea of ​​desire.

He had learned to stop asking her about the emperor. There are certain things that he cannot compare with the emperor, but there are some things that the emperor cannot compare with him.

He just got her body, not her heart.

The happiness the emperor gave her was very different from the happiness he gave her.

Xiao Yan's cold and stern face was like a knife carving, and the majesty of more than 10,000 people per person was vividly displayed in the bed.

Probably the excitement of long-term reunion stunned his head, and he couldn't help asking: "Do you love me?"

She stunned for a few seconds, then tangled up, winking with eyes: "Why do you ask love if you are happy?"

Xiao Yan smiled, and did not continue to question, he hugged her and buckled in his arms: "I hope that the rest of my life will be a happy thing, and I will never ask the frontier again."

He already thought about it.

Men always ask love or not, they are very family-minded. The decision made long ago will not change because of her reply.

The day she gave him his body, he knew it was a no return. However, no matter how difficult the road is, he will move forward.

Big men and big husbands, who have only such a beloved person in their lives, how can they not be born and die for their sleepless nights.

In her second year on the throne of the queen, Yun Ling officially began her vigorous career in power.

The prince grew to thirteen years old, and she just finished all her bedding.

The emperor knew her will, abdicated in advance, and ceded the throne to the prince. The prince knew that he would sit for a long time before he thought that he would sit for too long.

He admired his mother from an early age, and attached to his mother more than anyone else.

His teacher was Xiao Xun, and he practiced Buddhism in his spare time. He was preached by the virtual spirit of the world to explain the Buddhist scriptures. In the East Palace, his aunt Rongfei did everything for him. The three most important people in his life told him at the same time that he must love his mother, she gave birth to him with his life, and he must protect her with the rest of his life.

The prince knew very well that the abdication of the father emperor was only to speed up the process of all this. According to historical records, the son abdicated and gave way to the mother, but no husband gave way to his wife. So the emperor needed to get him to the throne first.

Women are emperors, and they are bound to suffer.

The prince became an emperor for two months, walked through the form, and gave up the throne for reasons of frailty and illness.

Yun Zheng officially ascended the throne.

The prince became a prince again.

In the third month after she ascended the throne, the emperor fell down and could not afford illness.

Yun Zheng went to visit him, and the emperor's breath was weak.

He knew she was coming, changed her new robe in advance, her horns were scrupulously meticulous, and her jade crown and brocade were the same as when she first met at Bailu Temple.

People who are less than forty years old have developed white hair because of taking the medicine for many months.

She persuaded him that he would not listen, and always took medicine quietly behind her.

I ate so much in the end that it didn't work at all.

The emperor knew that he was going to die, so he told her what he never dared to say.

He begged her: "Ah, I want to drink another jug ​​of wine."

Pretending not to understand, she took his hand and advised, "I'll treat you well, I'll drink with you."

The emperor shook his head: "No, you can't accompany him. The drunken life and the death wine have never been just a ridiculous dream of a person."

She whispered, "You all know."

The emperor smiled, and he gently touched her face.

She even wept for him. For so many years, he knows her well. He always thought that she was a careless person and would never really cry for whom, but now he treats him sincerely.

The emperor thought that he was probably pitiful and he was about to die, so he gave him a tear.

He reluctantly wiped off the tears in the corner of her eyes, his tone was loose and usual, as if he was talking about other people's affairs: "I later knew it, it was your sister's medicine that made Yun into ruins."

She Shuiguang looked at him, crying in front of him for the first time: "You are the emperor, you have the power to kill and kill, you can do whatever you want, you should not be cautious."

The emperor said with a smile: "You must be cautious. Grandma, although you are incompetent, but you also want to fulfill your dreams. You know that you need the Yun family. If you kill Rong Fei, Yuncheng will oppose you, and you cannot let him. He is against you. "

She was red-eyed, tears dripping onto his face and sliding across the corners of his lips.

The emperor pursed his lips and sighed: "How good you look, even the tears are sweet."

He was going to die, but he was still coaxing her.

Yun Zheng set aside his eyes, tears falling in large drops.

The emperor sat up hard, and for the last time he held her in his arms and coaxed: "Don't cry, choke, you don't have to taboo anymore, you should be happy."

She leaned over his chest and said to him, "I'm not happy. I want you to continue to love me, and I will be happy."

The emperor patted her back weakly: "There are still many people who love you." What he thought of, he suddenly asked her, "Ah, Xiao Xiao really makes you happy?"

She trembled without answering him.

The emperor didn't need her response.

He sighed to himself: "If there is a next life, I also want you to be happy, but this happiness, you have to give it in person."

He lay on her shoulders, angry with hairspring, and closed his eyes slowly.

She called him: "Meng Yue."

He answered her with his last strength: "Don't bother you, you have to dream."

A state funeral was labor-intensive.

The emperor personally helped the coffin out of the urn, and she did not see the voice of Si Le in the palace for three years.

Seven years later, Xu Ling sat on and died, saying that she had witnessed the sign of the Emperor's eternity. Before he died, he went to Yun Yun and told her to reassure her that this was not the last thing he did for her .

"On Huangquan Road, I can continue to roam for you."

His body, he knows, has lived these many years, thanks to her to find all kinds of rare herbs to continue his life.

Before leaving, he wanted to be wanton once, and wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid of breaking the ring, and he couldn't protect her any more.

She saw his will, said nothing, and lay on his lap, covering Spar with her face.

Through the thin spar, the Ethereal bent down tremblingly and imprinted the first and last kiss of his life.

Afraid of her loneliness, he deliberately told her: "You can love Xiao Yan, he will live a long time."

As a result, Xiao Yan did not live as long as he imagined.

In the tenth year since the female emperor ascended the throne, the world is peaceful and unprecedented.

The imperial power reached its heyday.

After she had enjoyed the most proud things, she had no other wish, and everything on the earth was boring.

Once the heart is empty, the body will fall down.

In the illness, she arranged everything and waited to close her eyes.

Probably knowing that she will not stay in the world again, the next day she fell ill, Xiao Yan also fell ill.

He had been happy with her for many years, and even when he was ill, he also had a good heart.

All are seriously ill.

She had someone move his bed, and he crawled over, dragging his ill body to her knees beside her.

She told him: "I let the prince come in and call your father."

Xiao Min shook his head. "I never cared about this."

She asked, "What do you care about?"

Xiao Yan said, "Can you call me a husband?"

She smiled and called him: "Xiao Lang."

Xiao Yan smiled and burst into tears. He held her hand and lay down slowly beside her, sighing, "You are so good."

For a long time, he said again: "Just let me talk, I'll be happy when I'm asleep and asleep at the same point."

She turned over, and in his weak body a heart was still beating strongly.

Beat for her.

She gently stroked his chest, feeling the movement from the palm of her hand, and said, "Without me, maybe you will live happier and happier."

Xiao Yan: "A happy day in a pool of standing water."

She put his hand on him, and let him clasp her fingers tightly, and murmured softly, "Maybe I'll be a little nun in my next life."

He laughed: "That would be great. I'll be the open-minded church owner, and I will take you back to my room every day, so that you can't help me every day."

She said, "You are so bad."

He did not respond.

She called him a few times.

His breath was gone, but his hands clung tightly to her.

She lay back again, staring at the roof in a daze.

Just before closing his eyes, he was suddenly called again.

She opened her eyes dissatisfied, and saw Yun Rong staring at her with tears.

He cried with tears in his face, and said to her, "I don't allow you to die. Did you hear that?"

She closed her eyes.

No more glances at him.

He repeated his words softly in his mouth: "Second Brother, I don't allow you to die, you must live to guard the tomb for me."

He had already prepared for her funeral, and suddenly heard this sentence, rushed to ask: "Why are you so cruel, even if you die, you won't let me die, why can Xiao You die with you, why can't I?"

Her consciousness drifted far away: "Because he is qualified, you are not qualified."

He cried sadly: "You hate me to such an extent?"

She told the truth: "Neither love nor hate."

He knelt in front of her and wept silently: "If I live for your tomb, will you forgive me? I know you have always blamed me for forcing you into the palace and blamed me for giving the emperor medicine."

She: "There is no forgiveness or forgiveness. People do not die for themselves. You have your desire, and I have my desire. It is just a means of winning or losing."

He looked at her and was about to go. He grabbed her last breath and asked, "Yun Yun, if you have a future life, you love me once, OK?"

Her voice was getting thinner: "My future life has already been given to many people, not enough for you."

After she died, the soul floated out of the body and went straight into the mist-filled life.

Bai Daoli stood behind her, and as always told her this perfect score.

The basic wish of the host is to occupy the favor of the emperor and become the queen. This is exactly sixty.

The remaining forty minutes are not subject to conditions, and should be explored by the tasker himself.

Now that you are destined to watch in the deep palace, instead of being controlled by others in the deep palace, it is better to hold power in your hands. Being the empress is the best way out for a harem woman.

She listened to Bai Dao's analysis of the reason for her perfect score in her ears, and showed no interest at all. She doesn't need others to boast about what she has already done.

She looked down and saw her side of the emperor's mausoleum. Yun Rong restored the men's clothing and guarded her tomb.

She nodded a little bit and asked, "What will happen to him later?"

Bai Dao opened her eyes and told her, "He will stay until one hundred years old and die in front of your grave."

"Does Yun Cheng ignore him?"

"After Yun Cheng's death, no one cares about him anymore."

She looked for a moment, then turned away.

Bai Dao chased after him and asked, "Are there any other things you want to ask?"

She shook her head: "The moment I broke away from this world, my fate with them was to that end. Their lives are their own, no matter what they live like, in the final analysis, they make their own decisions."

He couldn't help but sigh: "You are so ruthless."

She looked up at him: "What is ruthless, and what is ruthless. Love is something that has nothing to do with. It ’s nothing but a fish. I know the joy of fish. Love or ruthless. You have to ask the person who loves you."

She saw his doubts, stretched out her hand and touched him with a smile, and enlightened patiently: "Master Bai Dao, there are not so many people in the world who have a lifetime."

Baidao asked, "What's that?"

She stomped her feet, clasped his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Some ask for love and hate."

"I do not understand."

"No need to understand, I will teach you if I have a chance in the future."

"Teach? How do you teach?"

Her fingertips slid along his chin: "You'll know by then."

He stared at her for a while, then returned to God a long time ago, his head was heavy, and his flight was not smooth.

He took her hand and went forward: "Go, go to the next world."

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