It's better to fall in love than seize the heir

After Shen Jinghe walked out of the wing room, he leaned on the red pillar beside him, and closed his eyes tiredly, feeling quite emotional in his heart.

He has no way of denying it, and he doesn't want to deny it. From Zhu Ting's confrontation with the First Prince, to his request for help from the Fifth Prince, to the soup and medicine he brought with him, and what he said just now, all are more for the purpose of truly keeping the truth. Live in Chengmo, let him do things for himself.

Although it was half-truth and half-false, he was also faintly aware that it was rare to hide some of his true intentions.

Even at a certain moment, he thought that if Cheng Mo finally decided to leave, he would let him go, right?

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Shen Jinghe let out a cold snort, stretched out his white hands like jade, and looked at it slowly in the sun.These are a pair of slender and elegant hands, with well-proportioned joints, and no scars or calluses left on the smooth skin. It seems that they were born to play the piano, to paint, to hold a purple danqing brush, and to sprinkle beautiful poems with ink and ink.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile in his eyes was a little cold.

Who would have thought that these hands had been stained with blood in the dark and rainy wind in the previous life, fueling the gloomy wind and clouds to bury skulls and bones one after another.Can he, who has stepped out of the bottomless abyss step by step with the blood of the defeated bandit, also be qualified to talk about "sincerity"?

He knew he was not a good person, but he didn't want to be so weak and hypocritical.

Shen Jinghe clenched his fists by his side, lowered his eyelids, covering the emotions in his eyes.

In any case, let's think of a way before taking a step forward.Although in a sense, Gou An is indeed secluded and remote in the side hall, he can barely struggle to survive.But since he has entered the treacherous palace, he can't let himself become a duckweed in this unfathomable pool, who can only beg for mercy and flatter, and even his life is in the hands of others...

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The emperor put down the memorial in his hand and rubbed his temples a little wearily.Recently, there have been constant turmoil in the court, and the relief money for the Longxi earthquake has just been allocated, and a group of ministers are quarreling about this year's assessment by the Ministry of Officials, and there is an uproar.Counting the time, it was only half a year since the crown prince left, and some people in the court could not hold back anymore and were ready to move.

His eyes dimmed for a moment, and the emperor's aura of calmness and self-prestige overflowed without any concealment, and the palace people in the whole Zichen Palace couldn't help but feel nervous, and they were careful to take their already light hands and feet lightly.

So impatient, do you really think he is blind, or is he confident that he can't touch them?

Everyone in the left and right palaces kept silent, just hoping to reduce their sense of existence to a lower level.Only Dequan looked at the face of the emperor, boldly stepped forward against the huge sense of oppression, and swiftly gathered the corrected memorials into a pile, seemingly meaningless in his mouth.

"Your Majesty has already approved the memorial for three hours in a row in the palace. If you don't go out for a walk, it can be considered a breather? State affairs are urgent, but your dragon's health is even more important to us Dayong." The foundation of the country!"

The emperor already had a bit of fatigue on his face, but now Dequan's proposal was like a thoughtful offering of a pillow when he was dozing off.Over the past few days, the open and covert fights and mutual excuses in the courtroom have caused him a lot of headaches, and going out to enjoy the scenery and relax can be regarded as a solution.

Because he thought there were too many people talking, the emperor dismissed the idle palace people, and only brought two or three servants that Dequan and He usually used to step out of the Zichen Palace.Being blown by the gentle wind outside the hall, it seemed that even the mind really relaxed a lot.

Dequan was always a clever person, seeing the emperor's joy, he immediately leaned forward and suggested.

"I don't know where Your Majesty wants to go today? If you want to listen to a play, Jiaolifang has newly hired a martial arts team from Chongchun Garden. I heard that the new "Dapoxi Huangzhuang" is full of golden swords and iron drums." It’s so lively. If you want to go to a quiet place for a leisurely stroll, the servants have heard people in the palace saying that although autumn has entered recently, the lotus ponds that have been carefully cared for are in full bloom. If you want to come and go there Turning around in the water, wind and fragrant lotus, isn't it like the ancients said, what is "stealing half a day's leisure"?"

At this time, the emperor was most afraid of hearing the word "lively", and when he heard the chaotic sound of swords, guns and iron drums, he felt his temples jumping up suddenly.He waved his hand immediately, and opened his mouth incredulously.

"Go to the lotus pond."

All the way around the nine-story building and the cluster of Danqing, turning into the deep garden, I saw tall willows with smoke, overturning the well pavilion.The closer you are to the lotus pond, the fewer palace people you will meet on the road to salute.The emperor was in a much happier mood, he tilted his head and glanced at Dequan with approval.

"You really found a good place for me."

Dequan smiled respectfully, but when he was about to reply, he was taken aback.He listened carefully for a while, and then replied with a little hesitation: "Your Majesty... there seems to be music coming from the lotus pond in front of you."

The emperor was also taken aback when he heard the words, he couldn't help but listened carefully, and there were indeed faint and clear music wafting to his ears.It's just that this sound is neither a qin nor a flute, and it was difficult to identify what instrument it was coming from.And this melodious and melodious tune is somewhat familiar to my ears...

The emperor's expression froze, his ocher-yellow sleeves brushed past his side, and he continued to stride towards the lotus pond.When Dequan and the palace servants behind him saw each other, they exchanged winks and hurried forward.

Dai Yejian deep water, Danhua Xiangbiyan.In the Jade Lotus Pond, several brocade scales dragged side by side, and the cold fragrance permeated on the shimmering clear waves, covering most of the face of the young man leaning on the boulder by the pool.

Having no time to care about the wind and water in the pool, the emperor looked at the young man whose face was very similar to his own, as if recalling some long-term memory, with a rare expression of nostalgia.

But I saw that young man wearing a green shirt, leaning against the boulder in a leisurely posture, with a bit of chic and unrestrained style in his unrestrained and unrestrained style.

A thin green leaf was placed between his lips, and the index finger and middle finger of one hand were pinched on both sides respectively. The breath blew over the leaf, and the clear and melodious music rose in response to the wind. Floating far away outside the wall, to the south of the Yangtze River in March of the past.

Suyi sandalwood board "Lotus Boat Remembrance", a song that moved the emperor at that time.

The emperor waved his hand silently, stopping the attendant from stepping forward to call him to salute.The young man was obviously immersed in this song "Lian Zhou Yi", which was adapted from the previous piano music, and his expression was so focused that he didn't even notice his arrival.

He didn't care about the young man's rudeness, but closed his eyes slightly, allowing himself to fall into memories amidst the lingering sound of the flute.

About sixteen or seventeen years ago, right?At that time, I had only been enthroned for a few years, and on a whim of a southern tour, under the moonlight in the Qin Tower, in the middle of the Xiangshui River, the woman sitting on a painting boat plucking red strings with her ten fingers, peeling green onions with her fingers, cutting jade with her wrists, and Gu Pan's eyebrows and eyes were not the same. The sound of the jade plate pouring down the icy spring and the qin sound amazed him, but it was deeply embedded in his heart when he saw it and heard it for the first time.

He listened intently, he even forgot to drink the wine bottle that was slightly tilted in his hand, and the precious nectar and jade wine worth thousands of gold gurgled all over the ground, wet red.

He has never heard such a natural, fresh and refined qin music. A "Lotus Boat Remembrance" is like the exhortation of the flowing oriole flower, and it is like breaking the ice of a jade pot. Qu Wanruo "the sound of the spring breeze blowing down the sky", but he has already set his eyes on the woman who is as delicate and graceful as a lotus.He took the initiative to approach with a force that could not be refused, and his young and handsome face and noble and incomparable demeanor easily captured the woman's heart.

After the spring breeze, he left Jiangnan contentedly and continued to travel south, only taking this as an accidental encounter in Wushan during his tour.It was only after many years that he realized that the woman who looked like a lotus back then was not the prostitute who leaned on the railing to sell her laughter in his imagination, but was the daughter of a veteran minister who had resigned from office and returned to her hometown, a gentle lady like a pearl.

Obviously such a weak and shy character, but he insisted on bearing the pressure of the family and the abuse and humiliation of others to give birth to Liner for him.It wasn't until later that her family fell into ruin and she was lingering on the sick bed that she entrusted a jade pendant that she had left behind to their son when she was dying, and let him go to join her father.

It has been many years in the past, and as an emperor, he has always been indifferent to his women.He originally thought that he had forgotten the past ten years ago—in fact, he did blur the woman's face, and he couldn't even remember her name.But today, the song "Lianzhou Memories" falling with the wind seems to have brought him back to the moonlit night when the waves were light and the lotus was weeping dew, and the moment when he was amazed by her at first.

He thought that although he failed to give his true feelings, he was indeed ashamed of her.

If I could ask one more question at that time, if I could bring her back to the palace at that time, wouldn't the mother and son have to suffer so much for no reason in the past 16 years, and her scented soul would not have to be left behind? Years of world affairs tossed early jade death?

A long sigh startled the young man playing the leaf flute with his back turned to him.Lingling's voiceless voice was interrupted abruptly, and the young man turned his head in panic, with a look of panic and sentimentality that was too late to hide on his face.Seeing himself, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, and hurriedly got up to salute.

The emperor stepped forward and pressed his shoulders, easily stopping his movements.He finally took a serious look at the boy's face which resembled his own in every way, and for the first time, he had a real sense of blood connection with him.

He spoke slowly, his usual solemn voice was softer, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"You...you learned this song from your mother?"

Shen Jinghe lowered his head, unconsciously stroking the green leaf in his hand with his fingers, his tone of voice contained an imperceptible depression.

"My mother loved this song the most during her lifetime. Even when she was ill, she hummed it softly when she was in better spirits. I listened to it a lot, and gradually learned it."

The emperor's hand on his shoulder tightened for a moment when he heard the words, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he remained silent.

Shen Jinghe seemed oblivious to what had just happened, he still lowered his eyes and explained in a low voice.

"Seeing that the weather is fine today, I thought about going out from the side hall. It's just that the palace is huge, and there are not many palace people, so I couldn't find the way back, so I walked around to the lotus pond before I knew it... …Seeing the clear and round wind lotus in the pond, I couldn't help but think of my mother, so I played the leaf flute abruptly, disturbing my father's relaxation."

"What's the matter with your clothes?" Without paying attention to other explanations, the emperor's eyes sensitively caught the thin old clothes that Shen Jinghe deliberately put on today.Grabbing his wrist, Shen Yanzhang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a trace of anger hidden on his face, "It's cold in autumn, they let you wear this kind of fabric?"

Shen Jinghe looked up at his face, pursed his lips, bowed his head and did not make any more sound.

"Okay, that's really a big measure. It can't even accommodate a prince who has just entered the palace and has nothing to do!" The emperor waved his sleeves angrily, but under the rage, his expression was slightly unnatural.

As early as when he sent the sixth prince to Qingyun Palace, he had already expected how annoyed Xu Guifei would be because of this sudden appearance of the prince.However, at that time, he was only thinking about beating the Xu family, but he didn't take the situation of his youngest son into consideration at all.

After the mood changed several times, the emperor quickly calmed down, and his face returned to his usual seriousness: "Dequan, pass on my order, and immediately send a batch of supplementary items to the Sixth Prince's Palace. From now on, his food and clothing costs will be reduced." They are all compared to the other princes. If there is another servant who flatters and deceives the master, they will be sent to the Criminal Division!"

"Slave complies with the order!" Dequan bowed respectfully.

The palace people behind were silent and buried their bowed heads even lower.

They didn't say a word on the surface, but they secretly felt that the holy will was unpredictable, and they made up their minds not to offend this little prince who was about to rise in the blink of an eye.

Shen Jinghe raised his head in surprise when he heard the words, as if he couldn't believe what he just heard.When the emperor saw how flattered he was, his heart was even more complicated, and he couldn't help but comfort him.

"The lotus pond is the most exquisite and elegant place, and there are few people walking around on weekdays. If you miss your mother in the future, you can often come to the lotus pond to see the lotus."

Naturally, Shen Jinghe thanked him sincerely, and the emperor gave him a slight nod before turning back to the palace.It has been less than half an hour since he went out, and now he knows that the concubine will not live in peace under his nose, he has already lost the mood to continue to relax, so he might as well go back to the palace and start to clean up the former court's inner palace.

The attendants following behind the emperor gave a salute to the sixth prince, and then left the lotus pond.

It's just that no one saw them. When they passed by, Dequan turned his head inadvertently, and happened to meet the sixth prince who was raising his head, and exchanged meaningful glances with each other.