Favorite Concubine [Rebirth in Yuanchun]

When Shui Luo woke up, he found that he was sleeping alone on a big bed.

Something was wrong with him.

First of all, the bed curtain is a dazzling bright yellow, not the apricot red that Yuanchun likes.

He moved his neck and found that there was only one pillow, and the two sides were empty bright yellow sheets.

This is not right, very wrong.

Shuilong looked around and slowly sat up.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" The eunuch guarding the bed stepped forward to put on his boots.

Shui Luo recognized him as Xiao Gao, frowned and asked, "Where's your mother?"

Xiao Gao knelt in front of the couch, with his boots in his hands, and said with a smile: "Back to the emperor, you mean... which empress?"

While talking, a group of eunuchs and maids who were waiting for the grooming came in one file at a time.

Shui Luo lightly kicked Xiao Gao on the shoulder, "What nonsense, it is naturally your concubine Chen, how can there be a second empress?"

Xiao Gao got kicked, fell backwards, knelt on the ground and said: "I am stupid, yes yes... naturally it is Concubine Chen." But he was confused in his heart, thinking which of the ten or so young masters in the harem had the last name? Chen's.

Seeing that he couldn't explain clearly to him, Shuilong looked around and saw Tourmaline and Baoqin coming in with copper basins, pointed at Baoqin and said, "Baoqin, come here, I'll ask you something."

That "Baoqin" was stunned for a moment, but first knelt down and said: "My servant, thank the emperor for giving me the name." Then he came forward.

Shui Luo was stunned, "Give me a name? What was your original name?"

"Baoqin" said: "The servant girl was originally named Yanhong."

Shuiluo only felt a chill rushing up from his stomach, but he still remained calm, pointing to "Tourmaline" and asked, "What's your name?"

"Tourmaline" Fushen said: "The servant girl has a humble name, Chazi."

Shui Luo looked at this strange yet familiar bedroom, it seemed to be the same as in memory, but there was something missing... what was missing?

The sewing basket on the right side of the bamboo couch was gone, and the paper-cut paper-cuts of Wufu that she had pasted on the bedpost by herself were gone, and even the pomegranate tree that she looked out from the window was gone... It was as if she had never Same as living here.

Yes, and children!

Brother Chun, Brother Yu, and Sister Xiu came here on call.

The child is still there.

"Brother Chun, do you still remember your concubine mother?"

"Returning to the emperor, Ama, the ministers still vaguely remember the benevolence of the empress mother. Although the empress mother is already riding a crane, I dare not forget the kindness of giving birth."

"Mother? Driving a crane?"

Brother Chun looked at Shui Luo in bewilderment, not understanding what he was wondering about.

"Okay, I got it... You can take your siblings down, go..." Shui Luo watched the three children leave the palace gate, and he understood what was going on.

His worst nightmare has come.

From the first time he saw her again, the nightmare he was afraid of; from the day she became more clingy, the nightmare that was getting closer; in her sweet and intoxicating kiss last night, the nightmare that was already close at hand.

He summoned Zhou Yongcheng, who can be described as a living chronicle of events.

"Tell me about the Rongguo Mansion." Shui Luo leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

Zhou Yongcheng licked his lips, and began to speak, "Back then, the holy grandfather passed away, and Cheng Bogong usurped the throne..."

"Cheng Bogong?"

"...Prince Jing?" Zhou Yongcheng tentatively changed his title, which was changed by you yourself, so why are you not satisfied?

Oh, it's him.Yongsheng replied vaguely.

"During the period when Prince Jing was stealing the country, he confiscated the Rongguo Mansion, confiscated the Rongguo Mansion, confiscated his titles, confiscated his titles, and exiled men over [-] years old for [-] miles, and made women slaves for crimes. Three years later, the Emperor You have restored the orthodoxy, and the legitimate masters of the Rongguo Mansion have died. It is rumored that the little grandson of the original Rongguo, who was born with jade, is still alive, but he has just become a monk—but it’s just that he hasn’t seen him again in the past two years. news."

Zhou Yongcheng finished speaking in one breath. He didn't hear anything for a long time, so he couldn't help taking a careful look. He saw the emperor leaning on the back of the chair motionless, and couldn't help but feel a little confused about the situation. people?"

"...The Jia family, what about her?"

"Your Majesty," Zhou Yongcheng asked in a low voice with trepidation, "Who?"

"Jia Yuanchun...the eldest daughter of the Rongguo Mansion." Shui Luo slowly put his right hand on his eyelids, his voice was tired and muddy, almost like another person was speaking.

Zhou Yongcheng paused for a moment, thanks to his knowledge of all things in the capital, otherwise ordinary people would not know the name of the woman in the boudoir, "As far as I know, there is no legitimate daughter named Yuanchun in the Rongguo Mansion. Rongguo Gong has a legitimate daughter named Yuanchun. Calling Jia Min, she married Lin Ruhai, the inspector of salt and censor Lin Ruhai, and now both of them are gone. If Jia Min is the next generation, there are only two concubine daughters in the Rongguo Mansion, and there are no concubine daughters."

...has never existed at all.

"Your Majesty, are you looking for a prostitute named...Jia Yuanchun?"

Just hearing her name is a shock.

Shui Luo didn't answer, he shook his hand slowly and wearily, indicating that this close minister could step back.

Zhou Yongcheng has followed the young emperor for more than ten years. He has seen his decisiveness on the battlefield, his treacherous and sophisticated tactics in tactics, and his outstanding political affairs—but he has never seen him at this moment. Like this, tired, confused, and vulnerable.

No, no one even needs to hit it, the emperor seems to be broken from the inside.

Zhou Yongcheng felt an inexplicable worry, which drove him to ask one more question, "Your Majesty, do you need to teach the imperial physician?"

He held his breath and waited for a long time, only to get a word from the emperor.

"roll."

As a literati, when someone throws such a word on his face, even if that person is the emperor—Zhou Yongcheng has to argue the truth. He raised his head and opened his mouth. Before he could speak, he saw a scene that shocked him so much that he lost his voice. .

The emperor folded his hands to cover his eyes, but he couldn't cover the transparent liquid that gushed out from between his fingers, slid across his cheeks, dripped down his neck, and disappeared into the skirt of his clothes.

The five-clawed dragon on the imperial robe was wet with tears and turned into a gloomy dark color.

Is this still the Jagged Emperor?

Zhou Yongcheng didn't dare to look any more, he bowed his eyes and quietly retreated.

Historical records: In the eighth year of Jiahe, Emperor Yuanzheng dismissed the harem and abolished the small election, and lived in Qianqing Palace day and night; In 14, the prince got married, and Emperor Yuanzheng wanted to retire as the Supreme Emperor, but the prince insisted on resigning repeatedly.In the same year, Emperor Chunhe succeeded to the throne and changed his reign name to Rentong.The Taishang Emperor wanted to go for Jiang Taigong's trip, but he will no longer be seen in the annals of history, and the year of his death cannot be tested.

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Jia Yuanchun walked in the snow again.

When she came here for the first time, she was confused and novel; but now she is like a walking dead, completely unaware of what it is like.

"Yesterday, the poor and today's rich are busy, and the spring is prosperous and the autumn is withering flowers. Like this, who can hide from life and death?"

For the past two years, the singing that had entered her dreams every night sounded again.

With no other distractions, Yuan Chun walked through the realm of emptiness and illusion, and the world of evil and love.

"...I heard that the precious tree in the west is whirling, with long-lived fruits on it."

She stopped in front of the gate of the God Realm Palace, and the handsome and beautiful Treasure Tree God was waiting there.

Ayin, who was silent all the way, was the first to speak: "Sister Posuo, she did a really good job this trip. Now that Fairy Crimson Pearl has completely eliminated the evil of love, isn't Yuan Chun amazing?"

Yuan Chun said indifferently: "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."

Baoshu God said with a smile: "Yuanchun Jushi jumped out of the Three Realms and helped that crimson bead grass to become a fairy. It can be described as a great act of kindness. I have left a name for you at the Sixian Envoy, and I will claim it. After another life, you will be able If you achieve a positive result, you will be ranked among the immortals."

A Yin smiled and said, "This is really good! Thanks to this rare opportunity! I am reluctant to part with you."

Yuan Chun was silent.

Baoshushen said again: "You should not me, so you are obsessed with it."

Yuan Chun begged for permission: "I also ask God to give guidance on how to get rid of this obsession."

Baoshu God sighed: "If you let go of your obsession, you will become a fairy in front of you; if you are limited by your obsession, you will be like holding fire against the wind and hurt yourself."

Yuan Chun lowered his eyes, and still said: "I also ask God to complete it."

Seeing her determination, Baoshu God nodded and said: "The crimson bead grass was born on the bank of the Linghe River in the west by the Sansheng Stone. This Sansheng Stone is also called the Supreme Sensation Stone. If laymen can make this stone sense the obsession in their hearts, it may be possible for all You wish."

"Thank you, God." Yuan Chun bid farewell to Baoshu God and A Yin, and went to the bank of Ling River alone.

She walked and thought along the way, and when she arrived, she knelt down in front of the Three Lives Stone and said to herself: If I can't love and be loved, what is the difference between me and this stone.

This kneeling is ten days and ten nights.

On the tenth night, the clean white stone suddenly turned red.

Yuan Chun unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, the tentacles were hot.

In an instant, the stone returned to its original shape, but Yuan Chun disappeared.

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"The gazebo is leaning against the slanting sun tree. After a few moments, it will rain. Take a light boat and go through the willows. The green skirt and red sleeves are similar to the flowers, and they are propped into the depths of the flowers."

A soft and melodious singing sound floated on the smoky lake.The singing came from a small boat, and a young girl in the boat was singing and laughing to herself as she rowed to pick lotus.This young girl was born extremely beautiful, her cheeks were full of smiles, and her crescent eyebrows were curved into soft arcs.

It was the second year of Rentong, located in the East Lake in the south of the Yangtze River.The Mid-Autumn festival is approaching, the lotus leaves are gradually dying, and the lotus flesh is full and firm.

The lotus picker picked a lotus pod, and was about to peel it off to try something new, when she suddenly felt someone watching, looked up, and sure enough, she saw a man standing on the opposite boat.The man was about 30 years old, handsome, wearing a blue robe, only an old purse embroidered with pink lotus was tied around his waist, like a good-tempered scholar.

For some reason, she rowed past, threw the lotus pod into the man's arms, and said with a smile, "My name is Yuan Chun, and I am the lotus picker here. Where did you come from, and what is your name? It seems to be the first Seeing you here for the first time, why do you feel as if you have met somewhere?"

The girl Cailian finished speaking, but she saw that the man was already in tears.

(End of text)

The author has something to say: This Yuanchun article ends here, and I don’t know if everyone is satisfied with the ending.

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Let me know what you think of Rabbit.

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At first, I thought the character of the emperor's grandson was a bit too "soft", but since this is a heroine novel after all, and the emperor's grandson in front of Yuanchun has always doted on her, she basically has no chance to see the darker emperor's grandson. one side.Naturally, there is no opportunity in this article to show the character of the emperor's grandson outside of love.Even if there is, it is all in one stroke.

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So in the last chapter, I used Zhou Yongcheng's perspective to write a few sentences about the emperor's grandson from another perspective.If there is no Yuanchun, then the emperor's grandson in my mind is most likely the state at the beginning of this chapter.

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About the love between Yuanchun and Taisun.This article is for the heroine's mission, which is to achieve a good relationship with Bao Dai.The mission has been accomplished, in fact, it can be regarded as he (hug your head, don't slap your face).However, as a rabbit with public morality (mainly fear of death), I finally continued the relationship between the two for half a lifetime.

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I usually get tortured and cried by myself when I conceived it, but it’s okay to write it out; but this ending is very beautiful when I conceived it, but I was tormented when I wrote it so that my liver trembled.

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So if there is a girl who is abused, I don't care about the rabbit! (Please don't slap me in the face!)

So what, finally, everyone took a clubbing, and thank you the girl who is still waiting every time the rabbit comes back, and gave a warm message, and even threw a mine (so ashamed)... In short, everything , thank you for accompanying me until now.

***Love you guys!Goodbye everyone!