humble minister

The snow outside the window was falling heavily, fluttering like goose feathers.

The lady proprietress of Yuelai Inn had just settled the bill, and she lifted the door panel and prepared to close the business early.

In such a cold day, who would come out for a walk without incident?Nature is warm at home.

The proprietress was cursing, cursing the damn weather, which caused her family's business to plummet.As soon as the door was closed, someone slammed on the door.

"This is plagued!" The proprietress spat, and finally opened the door. This door-to-door business is not easy in winter!

But when the proprietress opened the door and saw the person at the door, all her complaints disappeared.

How can I say the man in front of me, he is not very good-looking, and his facial features are not so delicate, but they are very seductive and attractive when put together, making people feel like they are in the spring breeze in this winter, Very mild.

But the only thing that worries people is that this person's face is too pale, maybe it's cold, but it doesn't look like it, that white is porcelain white.Or maybe the man's skin is too thin, so thin that even the veins under the skin can be seen faintly, making him very weak.The only blood on the face was the spot of bright red in the middle of the lips, which was squeezed into a line by the man, faint, as if even this only blood was about to disappear.

The proprietress quickly noticed that it wasn't just this red spot, but also the corners of the man's eyes. Because the skin was too thin and white, even the corners of the eyes were covered with a little powder, making the eyes look like they were growing on flower petals. .

"Miss Boss, is it closed?"

A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the proprietress, soft and gentle, but it brought back the wandering thoughts of the proprietress, she quickly shifted her body to let the man in, and said with a smile: "Young master just came by coincidence, and he is about to close his business." Yes, it so happens that the young master is here."

The man smiled at her kindly, which actually made the proprietress, who was already married, blush.

The man chose a seat by the window and sat down, took off his leather cloak and put it on a chair beside him, his black and beautiful black hair spilled out like ink splashes.

The proprietress looked at it and praised it secretly, but she felt a little distressed. She dared to eat all the nutrients in this young man's body. No wonder he looked so pale and thin.

"What would you like to order, sir?"

"Just some home-cooked dishes, a pot of hot tea, whatever."

"Okay!" The proprietress responded readily, and then shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "Damn it, stir up some stomach-warming side dishes, and ask Er Niu to make a pot of good Pu'er tea!"

"Okay!" Responded from a distance and simply, it should be the husband of the proprietress.

"Thank you." The man thanked again with a smile, and the proprietress waved her hands again and again to settle the score.

After taking a few sips of the hot tea that was brought up, the man seemed to have just recovered, his overly pale complexion was not so pale, but he still coughed a few times with some discomfort.

At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"A Ying!"

Before the man could turn his head, a person sat down in front of him. The person was dressed in red and looked very flamboyant.

"Ah Ying, you are indeed here, I finally found you!" The man in red clasped the man's hand tightly, and suddenly his expression changed, "Why is your pulse so weak?"

Before the man could speak, the proprietress seemed to want to save the man, so the man had to smile at the proprietress again, and explained lightly: "It's okay, this is my friend."

"Hey, friend? If it's possible, I'd like to stop here?" The man in red smiled disdainfully, with a hint of resentment.

The man was a little embarrassed, and suddenly a slender and fair hand quickly reached out and took his pulse carefully. It was the man in red, but his face really changed at this time.

"What did he do to you? I'm afraid your body is already at the point of exhaustion, but he still refuses to let you go? I heard about you earlier, and I don't even believe it." But he... I thought he would protect you, but I didn't expect... No, I can't just let him go!"

He stood up excitedly, but was stopped by the man.

"He is now a generation of kings, what can you and I do? Forget it, it's over after all, and you can't blame him entirely. At the beginning, I was not straightforward enough. In the end, the only one who suffers is myself. Why bother?" Blaming someone?" The man took a sip of tea indifferently, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and a slight sadness appeared on his face, and then he smiled wryly, "Besides, what did he do wrong? He just...doesn't love me That's all."

"Ah Ying, if you had known today, would you have helped him back then?"

"I don't know, maybe...or maybe..."

"Oh, you..."

In the resplendent hall, the scent of ambergris slowly diffused, and a corner of the desk was hidden in the bright yellow curtain. This is the place where the Holy Majesty works—Yingcheng Pavilion.

The man in black robe slowly leaned on the chair with the scroll in his hand, pinching the center of his brow with his fingers, but the words on the book couldn't catch his eyes, so he simply turned his gaze out of the window, watching the snowflakes falling, and his thoughts raced for a while.

He loosened his collar a little irritably, but his usual neat attire looked messy at the moment, and he pursed his lips tightly.

After a long time, a soft sigh escaped from his lips——

"Lianqing..."

"It turns out that the emperor will also miss the old man." A cold voice interrupted the current emperor's thoughts, and there was a bit of sarcasm in that tone.

"Who allowed you to come in?!" The man turned his face to look at the passerby in displeasure, only to see a stunning woman in bright yellow with a great demeanor walking in. A sleeping baby.

"Didn't the emperor say that every courtier and concubine in this palace can move around at will? Could it be that the emperor has repented?" The queen said calmly, with a bit of rigidity and deterrence.

The man frowned, the queen was right, he did promise so, because he loved her, but why, why, he didn't want to let anyone in this place except him, even if it was his favorite queen, why wouldn't Don't want to let her in?Do you...

No...it won't...it must not be like this...

"Actually, the concubine came here just to share a story with the emperor." The queen changed her attitude and said with a smile.

"I'm not interested in listening, the empress should go back to your Weiyang Palace and take the child." The man tried his best to control his emotions and said as gently as possible.

"If the emperor doesn't listen, how will he know if he is interested? Or is it just that he doesn't want others to stay in the Yingcheng Pavilion?" The queen still smiled slightly, but her eyes were a bit sharp.

"Presumptuous!" The man shook his hand, threw the scroll in his hand, and landed beside the queen with a "snap", the loud noise and scolding even woke up the baby in the queen's arms, and for a while there was a low voice. Sobbing sounded one after another.

Hearing this cry, the man frowned and lowered his voice: "Duanmu Xiwei, you are too presumptuous! What do you take this palace for because of my love for you?! Get out!"

"I thought you wouldn't get angry with me." The queen looked at the inexplicably irritable man expressionlessly. "At least I was so sure when I was not your queen. It's a pity..." She paused After a pause, he revealed a mocking smile, "It's a pity that men are like this. They treat things they don't get like treasures, and once they get them, they quickly discard them like shoes. It's the same for women, and it's the same for men. "

"What do you mean?" The man narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the dangerous light in them.

"Don't understand?" Duanmuxi curled his lips slightly, "The emperor left the prime minister like his right hand, does the emperor not miss it at all?"

The man stood up, walked in front of her, looked down at her Gujing Wubo's eyes, his suppressed anger made his voice darken: "Duanmu Xiwei, you are smart, but you are too smart a woman It's not very popular either. Do you think I really don't know what you did? Do you think you can really take away the person I want from me? Xiwei, you are too conceited!"

The queen's complexion changed slightly. At that moment, she was a little scared and afraid, but she soon calmed down, "According to what the emperor said, that is the acquiescence of what the concubine did? In fact, if the emperor didn't want to Let him go, and this concubine wouldn't take such a risk~"

"I just... don't want to force him..." The man was a little at a loss, "With his intelligence, how can I... get stuck?"

"Hasn't your majesty thought about chasing Lian Xiang back?"

"Chasing? Why do you want to chase?" The man raised his eyebrows amusedly, "For him, leaving is the best thing, isn't it? If that's the case, why should I chase him? He has helped me enough , I... should also fulfill him..."

"I hope the emperor won't regret this sentence in the future." The queen smiled meaningfully, "But the concubine came today to tell the emperor a story."

"I said it, I'm not interested in listening." The man sat back again, ready to continue reviewing the memorial.

The queen smiled indifferently, coaxed the baby in her arms and said: "Since the emperor is not interested, then the concubine can just say a word."

"Your Majesty, Lian Yingying, the word 'xizhi'..."

"What did you say?" The current Holy Majesty unexpectedly changed his face, he suddenly turned around and looked straight at the queen, as if he couldn't believe every word she said.

"Your Majesty, have you finally realized... the feeling of paying wrong in this life?"

It turns out that this is the truth...

Those fuzzy memories and deliberately ignored details slowly became clear in the man's mind. He turned around, faced out the window, closed his eyes, and tensed his body. He heard the footsteps go away, and then relaxed his body. , but a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

"Lian Qing...it was my mistake..."

The author has something to say:

Cough cough, this is the first time Xiaomozi has published an article, please forgive me if there are any incomprehensions!In addition, the wedge is only a part in the middle of this article, it is not the beginning or the end, so what I want to say is that both offense and suffering are clean, don't be deceived by the wedge~ The queen is a woman with a story... Finally, this article tries to read it every day What's more, the time is uncertain, but it will not exceed [-]:[-] p.m., I hope you can accept it~ (ps: I will try to unify the time~)