emperor

Blood also glows when exposed to sunlight.

After the Biyun Palace case, the emperor was enraged by thunder and hurt his body. After falling ill, he was silent all day long, not to mention caring for his concubines. the meaning of.

I have cultivated like this for more than three months.

It was a fine day, and the emperor went for a walk in the imperial garden.

But he kept walking, walked quietly through the imperial garden, Ruyi Lang kept following the emperor, he couldn't help but look at the emperor's back.

The emperor has always been unpredictable, reticent, and never does superfluous things, so the servants who serve him are a little afraid.

But today's emperor is different, expressionless, but very gentle.

This kind of gentle Ruyi Lang realized that he was such a delicate person that he couldn't judge the emperor's changes, but as a slave, the master's kindness and pleasant appearance couldn't be better.

"Ruyi Lang".The emperor called out, and Ruyi Lang followed him and replied, "The slave is here."

The emperor said: "I remember that I haven't seen the prince for some days. You go to Chonghua Garden to meet him personally. If you don't see anyone, I am always worried."

After the case of Biyun Palace, the emperor and the crown prince had a lot of troubles, Ruyilang's thoughts changed a little, his face was calm, and it was easy to agree.

The front is stable and the harem is peaceful.

In the early days of the court, the emperor, who had always been indifferent and taciturn, cared about his courtiers, from the oldest court elder to the up-and-coming rookie.There is a name in it, which doesn't look very special. The emperor's face is gentle and calm, and he inquires carefully, no longer the coldness of the past.

He said: "Lao Yang Ge's daughter and Taifu Xie are indeed a match made in heaven."

When those words were spoken, the tone was a little different.

The emperor sits high on the throne, no one can pry into his mind, Yang Ting responded modestly, but fortunately the emperor didn't want to ask questions, and passed it off briefly, as if on a whim.

At noon, the emperor summoned the prince in his study.

The prince is 17 years old, his figure is a little thin due to illness, but his demeanor is calm and restrained.

The emperor first inquired about his health, then took the exams, and then mentioned the papers that were sent to Chonghua Garden for the prince to review every day. The prince answered them one by one. I see that you are almost recovered from your illness, and you will move back to the East Palace starting tomorrow, and you will be in charge of the council with me."

The prince was slightly stunned, with a bit of fear on his face, as if he wanted to refuse.

But at this time the emperor said: "Do you still remember hating me?"

The prince staggered in fright, shook his head and said he didn't dare, but he still didn't dare to thank him, so the emperor sighed, and said to the prince kneeling on the ground: "I know what you are afraid of, and I can assure you here .”

The emperor's words made the prince tremble uncontrollably, but when he looked carefully, he was crying.

The emperor was silent for a while, and sighed softly: "Crying at every turn, how can there be a prince of a country."

The prince's tears became more violent, and he was choked up and unable to speak. The emperor felt that the prince's appearance was a little funny, and he advised: "Don't cry, father will take you to hunt little foxes on the grassland in a few days."

The prince cried and said yes.

The emperor has changed, but he himself is not a strict person. When he was still a prince, he had a gentle temper and treated others generously. However, when he becomes an emperor, it is naturally difficult to predict. As time goes by, it is only daunting.

The prince turned back from the palace at night, and the princess saw the prince's strange expression, so she asked about the affairs in the palace. The prince pondered for a moment, and then said: "Father wants me to be a member of the court."

The Crown Princess was surprised, with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, could it be...".

The crown prince shook his head: "Yunniang, my father didn't mean to test him. Since I have been appointed as a council member, I should do my best to fulfill my responsibilities as a son and share my father's worries."

The Crown Princess held the Prince's hand, lowered her eyes and said softly: "Your Highness, I am just afraid of the unpredictable grace of God. Now Your Highness wants to serve as a council member in the court to share your worries, so I need to do more things."

No emperor likes a prince who forms a clique, and the Biyun case is the emperor's warning that he must not lose his sense of proportion.

After the emperor approved the scriptures, the stars and the moon were already shining together in the sky. Ruyilang was ordered to carry a lantern and visit the Lingyuan with the emperor at night.

There are not many prostitutes in Lingyuan, because the emperor is not an emperor who likes to have fun.

Every time he came, he only listened to ditties. The actor who performed music for the emperor was named Tanwei. He could play the flute, but he didn't play it very well, but the emperor didn't care.

"His Majesty".Tanwei Fushen, holding a bamboo flute, the emperor suddenly said: "Today I want to hear something else."

Tanwei asked, "I wonder what Your Majesty wants to hear?"

"Be more happy, I... I am happy now."said the emperor.

With his back to Tanwei, he leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. The sound of the flute sounded just like the song of a warbler. He felt soothing and melodious. The breeze was blowing, blowing the stars in the sky to flow, and the shadows on the ground to float and sink.

The emperor's robe was loose, and he seemed to be much thinner. He beat the beat lightly, leisurely and at ease, when the wind suddenly picked up, his robes fluttered.

At the end of the song, the emperor invited Tan Wei to play chess.

The emperor played chess very seriously, with small folds between his eyebrows, his eyebrows were slightly lighter, and his eyes were bright and deep. He was equally famous for his handsomeness and coldness.

Tanwei remembered the first time he met the emperor, it was at the Qionghua Banquet, among the many nobles, the young emperor sat on the ground, tapped chopsticks and sang.

Fifteen years have passed, and the emperor is 15 years old. He has white hair on his temples and fine lines around his eyes. He has done many important things that are famous in history, but he is still unhappy. Tanwei even feels the faint remorse in His Majesty's heart.

These emotions became more pronounced in the emperor as he grew older.

Today's Highness is different, Tanwei doesn't need to guess, doesn't need to think about it, and those who tried to restrain the induction didn't notice anything abnormal.

He can hear the most secret voice in a person's heart, but Tanwei can't speak to anyone, and he dies if he speaks.

The emperor under the moonlight is so gentle and calm, he no longer hears the voice from the bottom of the emperor's heart, repressed, restrained, lovesickness and pain, can't ask for it.

Lovesickness is bitter, but I can't ask for it.

After listening to it for so many years, midnight dream seems to be lingering in my ears, which is really strange. Once the worries of so many years dissipated, the lingering sound never left behind.

Tanwei was so curious that he couldn't help asking the emperor: "Your Majesty is happy today?".

The emperor held the chess piece, and smiled slightly when he heard the words, not as an answer, but as a threat.

Tan Wei was terrified, and knelt down on the ground: "Slaves talk too much."

The emperor seemed to remember the permeable smile he had cultivated over the years, waved his hands and said, "Get up, you are right, I am very happy today."

The emperor pretended to want to talk, but Tanwei regretted it, but the holy will was hard to violate, so he had no choice but to say: "Why is Your Majesty so happy?"

The emperor said: "I can't tell you."

Tanwei: "...".