After being reborn, being alone as a queen

Zhao Xiaogui quietly screened off the palace servants in the house

"Your Majesty is tired? Do you want to take a nap?"

Mu Xiu said, "Has Li Yuan's body been transported to the imperial mausoleum?"

Zhao Xiaogui said: "I set off earlier, and the burial has probably started by now."

Mu Xiuhao didn't speak for a while, the room was so quiet that he didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

Zhao Xiaogui thought that he was worried about the prime minister's body, so he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the prime minister's body will be escorted by Commander Ye Li himself, and nothing will go wrong."

Mu Xiu stood up abruptly, and in his eyes, which were usually filled with thousands of feet of ice, at this time, there was a trace of childish and lost confusion.

He murmured, "Is it already buried?"

"Based on the hour, that's right."

After all, Zhao Xiaogui was still young, he couldn't bear it in his heart, and his face was full of worry.

Mu Xiu didn't speak again, he walked to the front of the dragon case and sat down, took a thin purple hair from the pen holder, and wrote a short sentence on the snow-white rice paper.

He said, "Bring a candle."

Although Zhao Xiaogui didn't know why Mu Xiu needed a candle during the day, he still didn't dare to delay a moment to light a candle, protecting the flame with one hand, and trotted over to bring it

Mu Xiu stood up and took the candlelight, his snow-white long fingers complemented the dark candlestick carved with luxurious patterns, making it even more white and flawless.

He walked to the window and tilted the rice paper in his hand on the dancing candlelight

Life should come back, and death should be Sauvignon Blanc.

The flame swept over the ups and downs and beautiful handwriting on the rice paper, turning every inch into ashes.

When the flame reached the last corner of the rice paper, Mu Xiu let go of his fingers, and the leftover corner of the shredded paper fell to the ground outside the window with the tongue of fire.

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"What kind of person does the emperor want to be in the future?"

In the Fengyi Hall full of peach blossom trees, a woman in a luxurious phoenix robe sits on a beauty couch in the courtyard, looking down at the woman who is lying on the side of the couch with a small pier and writing big characters. Young man, at the end of the flowering season, most of the peach blossoms have begun to wither.

As the breeze blew, several pieces of falling peach petals fell onto the book, leaving a lingering fragrance after shaking.

The young man has handsome features, and five majestic golden dragons are embroidered on his apricot-yellow robe. He wears a golden crown and has an extraordinary demeanor. Undoubtedly towards the prince.

Hearing the words, the little prince raised his head to look at his mother, thought for a while and said, "I want to be an affectionate and dedicated person."

As soon as these words came out, the boy in black beside him burst out laughing.

"Your Highness, the empress is asking you what kind of person you want to be in the future, which means asking about your future ambitions. What kind of answer do you have?"

The little prince's starry eyes were filled with anger, he stood up abruptly, and glared at the boy in black: "Then what do you think I should say?"

The boy in black smiled slyly, and touched his chin: "At this time, Your Highness should say, 'The son wants to be a man like his father!' Or if he is a little out of the ordinary, say, 'The son wants to be a man who conquers women all over the world!' '"

After speaking, he looked at the little prince as if asking for credit, and said, "How is it? Is it much more ambitious than what you said?"

Empress Chenggong was amused by his words, covered her lips with her sleeve and said with a light smile, "Huai'an, you."

The little prince looked at him with a bad expression, and said coldly: "I should have someone burn the scriptures in your room! And what I just said is indeed what I thought in my heart, what's wrong?"

The boy in black was tall and thin, about a head taller than the little prince who was writing.

He looked at the young man who was only as tall as his chest, raised the corners of his lips, and patted his head: "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it, His Royal Highness is right!"

The little prince knocked off his hand

"Hey, Your Highness is so fierce! His hands are all red from the beating!" The black-clothed boy held the back of his hand, with a pitiful expression on his face.

The little prince's anger was instantly discouraged, and he looked at his hand with some worry, but the boy in black covered it

The little prince was too embarrassed to ask him to take his hand away, so he could only hang his neck and not speak

The queen's eyebrows were full of tenderness. Looking at the two children, she touched the boy in black's head and said, "Does it hurt? Let Bengong take a look."

The black-clothed boy hurriedly hid his hands behind his back, smiled brightly at her, showing his white and neat teeth, and said, "Thank you Empress Empress for your concern, the grass people are fine, just joking with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The queen was worried, and asked again: "Huai'an, are you really all right?"

"It's okay!" The boy in black shook his head vigorously

Only then did she feel relieved, stretched out her hand to embrace the wrinkled little prince into her arms, and said gently: "My lord, don't treat Huai'an like this, you are the prince of Nanchu, you must not be so reckless in the future, and you don't know the severity of your actions." .”

The young man in black had a embarrassed look on his face. According to his understanding of His Highness, His Highness would explode in the next second.

This time, however, he made a mistake.

The little prince nestled in his mother's arms, smelling the delicate fragrance left by the woman's hair brushing her cheeks, lowered her eyes and said: "The emperor is wrong, and I will definitely obey my mother's teachings in the future."

The queen smiled, with an imperceptible sourness in her smile: "Don't you want to be like your father?"

The prince shook his head resolutely.

"Why?" asked the Queen

The queen was a little confused. It is extremely rare in this world that there is a man who does not want to sit on the golden throne of the king of a country, let alone a royal heir.

"Because the queen mother, if it is this palace, I will only love one person in my life." The little prince said sullenly

The queen looked at his little face and burst into tears, which frightened the nuns beside her.

"Oh, ma'am, what's the matter with you?"

The queen shook her head, with tears in her eyes, but the corners of her lips slightly raised: "I'm fine."

Silly emperor, since ancient times, how can emperors be people who can do whatever they want? A king should have the people of the world in his heart, and he is not worthy of love.

If it was normal, as the mother of the world, she would probably have to instruct the prince no matter what, but at this moment, she was unable to refute.

Perhaps, her emperor's son can accomplish what the ancestors of all generations have never done.

"Queen mother, don't cry! Did Huang'er say something wrong? Don't cry... Huang'er will always be by your side!"

The prince panicked when he saw the tears streaming down her face, and wiped away the tears on his mother's face with his two little hands.

The queen hugged him even tighter with her backhand, and put her head on his still thin shoulders, crying and laughing: "Yes, there are emperors in this palace, and the emperors in this palace..."

The boy in black couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes were a little red

He was just about to rack his brains to think of something to solve the suffocating atmosphere at this moment, when there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall

Followed by the eunuch's piercing voice

"Your Majesty! There is an urgent report from the military ahead! Your Majesty, he..."

The queen even forgot to cry, she stood up, looked at the eunuch who was crawling over and kneeling in front of her, even her voice was trembling

"You said the emperor... what happened to him?"

A deep haze was cast over the hearts of all the people present. Judging from the performance of the eunuch, the situation on the front line might not be optimistic.

The black-clothed boy's long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he realized something from the eunuch's trembling body

The eunuch tremblingly handed over the golden silk in his hand

The queen took it in a daze, glanced at it a few times, her face was instantly pale as death

The prince held the queen's sleeve and asked doubtfully, "Mother, how is the battle ahead?"

The queen was sad, but she didn't shed any more tears, and glanced at the boy in black.

The boy in black nodded slightly.

The queen smiled, her smile was poignant and gorgeous.

She leaned down and approached the prince, stroked his cheek with her thumb and said, "Don't worry, the emperor. The battle ahead is just a little tight. The queen mother will go to the front hall to discuss with the ministers. Huai'an will be by your side. Obediently study in the East Palace, you know?"

The prince looked blankly at his mother's eyes full of thousands of emotions. At that time, he didn't understand how much affection was contained in them, so he subconsciously nodded and said: "The emperor understands."

The queen smiled weakly, knelt down and pressed a kiss between the little prince's forehead.

The moment he got up, he put away his emotions, led the palace people to walk outside the hall, and finally looked back at the boy in black.

That look is reluctance and entrustment.

Three days later, the prince entered Xiyuan aggressively, and before the servants had time to stop him, he was detained honestly by the people brought by the prince.

Immediately there was a crackling sound of porcelain vases breaking in the room.

A large group of servants were forced to stand in the corridor without daring to breathe, and could only pray in their hearts that Young Master Song would be blessed.

"Song Huaian! Tell me! Where is my mother?"

"You said that my mother would pray behind closed doors in the Zongzheng Hall for many days, so that I could study hard, and I believed it! Now, tell me, where has my mother gone?!"

The prince's face was full of anger, and his face was red with anger.

It's just a pair of eyes staring fiercely at the silent boy in black.

"You don't talk? Do you think I won't know if you don't talk?"

"Army secrets leaked ahead, and my father was plotted to die on the battlefield by gangsters!"

His words were like weeping blood, and veins appeared on his neck.

The boy in black lowered his eyelashes, pinched a piece of paper with his fingertips, and was interrupted by the crown prince before he had time to burn it.

The two had been together day and night under the same roof for five years. The prince quickly noticed something was wrong with him, and his eyes fell on his clenched palms, and he asked, "What is that? Is it related to my mother?"

The boy in black subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, his lips turned white, and said, "No...no,"

"Song Huaian, you still want to lie to me!"

The crown prince gritted his teeth, and it was a move to rush forward. The two learned from the same martial artist. For a while, there was only the sound of fists and kicks in the room, and it was hard to tell the winner.

After a stick of incense, both of them were exhausted, the prince's eyes were red, and he uttered a word with difficulty:

"Song Huaian, if something happens to my mother, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

The boy in black also panted slightly, leaning on the desk and looking at him

Hearing this sentence, my heart suddenly suffocated

However, the prince seized the opening at this moment, and slapped him on the back of the neck with his palm. The two men of equal strength fought each other, and whoever struck first would win.

The boy in black was so dumbstruck that he passed out immediately.

In the palm of his hand is a battle report that just came out, only a few short lines, which roughly means that the enemy army got the news from nowhere and intercepted it halfway.

At this moment, he also didn't care about Song Huaian's little friend, where did he read the way to find out about the secret war ahead?

After helping Song Huaian to bed, he led a group of palace people to the Golden Luan Hall resolutely.

It is inevitable that there are ghosts in the court

Therefore, he did not mobilize troops through proper channels, but secretly went to the General's Mansion with the Phoenix Seal.

Although the old general of Zhen Guo in the former dynasty is old, he still has a group of loyal soldiers under his command

The first emperor was very jealous at first, but the general's mansion married the queen into the palace to show his loyalty, and the queen gave birth to the eldest son of the emperor for him

The first emperor had no intention of taking it back.

This is where it comes in handy

When Song Huaian woke up, the prince had already secretly left the city with someone, and he didn't know where he went.

There is only a short line of words left on the brand new rice paper on the desk

Life should come back, death should be Sauvignon Blanc

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