The rebirth of the prince and his wife

When Chu Cheng was escorted to the imperial mausoleum, only Chu Yue sent him off.

Chu Yue's body is getting worse day by day. Although the poison on his body has been cured, but the knot in his heart has not been resolved, and it is useless after all.

Chu Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "Take care of yourself and take good care of your body. Your body will collapse at such a young age, but what should you do?"

"Third brother doesn't have to worry about me anymore. At this time, Jian Yu is no longer here. I wish I could die now."

The beauty is gone, I only hate this growth...

Chu Yue's pale lips and handsome face were very haggard.

"..."

Chu Cheng stood at the intersection of the pipeline, and behind him was the long ancient road leading to the imperial mausoleum. If he went there, he might never return to Chang'an. He would stay in the dark imperial mausoleum every day. He has nothing to do with it anymore, and that agile and charming figure was no longer seen. He sighed deeply: "After all, I was the one who harmed you. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be like this today."

"The disaster was caused by me, and Jian Yu was also killed by me, it has nothing to do with the third brother."

Chu Yue shook his head lightly, his youthful and arrogant appearance was gone, replaced by a maturity soaked in bitterness, he forced his lips together and said, "Third Brother, take care, don't worry!!!! I will meet you in Chang'an Try to beg your father to let you out."

Chu Cheng smiled wryly: "Guarding the imperial mausoleum is the best way out that my father can give me now. I will not be in Chang'an in the future. You must be careful in everything, prince... If the prince is released, you have to beware of him..."

Before Chu Cheng could finish speaking, the officials escorting him to the Imperial Mausoleum stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the time has come, and it's time to go on the road."

As soon as the words fell, both Chu Cheng and Chu Yue froze.

After a while, Chu Cheng smiled and looked at Chu Yue: "Okay, I'm leaving, you...be careful, you can only rely on yourself."

"..." Chu Yue's eyes turned red: "Third Brother, take care too, don't worry about Chang'an, I will take care of the Third Prince's Mansion for you."

Chu Cheng nodded: "Go back, I'm leaving..."

Chu Yue nodded and watched Chu Cheng get into the carriage.

The car rattles, Ma Xiaoxiao, watching the escorting convoy go away, suddenly covers his mouth and coughs violently.

Jian Yu was gone, and if it wasn't for someone who would speak for Chu Cheng with the emperor after he saved his life, so that he could leave the imperial tomb, Chu Yue probably wouldn't have wanted to save his life long ago.

However, he has almost died recently, since he returned from Prince Wen's mansion that day, he stayed alone in the study for several days, drawing a portrait of Jian Yu.

Every stroke is meticulous, drawing Jianyu in his memory, every stroke is extremely cautious.

In the end, he hung the portrait in his dormitory, cherishing it, as if offering sacrifices to gods and Buddhas.

Not to mention, he even asked someone to find a large piece of high-quality century-old agarwood, carved Jianyu's appearance himself, and brought all the things Jianyu used and played with in the past, and took them out every day Take a look and never let anyone else touch it.

Moreover, on the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, when the new year was about to come, he actually divorced his wife and concubines, and sent all his women away. This action completely aroused heated discussions in Chang'an. Emperor Desheng was furious and summoned him into the palace overnight , A reprimand, who knows that he doesn't know how to repent, and insists on sticking to his own opinion.

Emperor Desheng was so angry that he punished him to kneel at the gate of Guangren Hall for a night of self-reflection. Although it was at the gate of Guangren Hall, the dew was heavy at night, and he fell ill the next day. Finally, Emperor Desheng asked Concubine Li to come advise him.

However, no matter whether it was Emperor Desheng's furious Long Yan or Concubine Li Gui's weeping and heartfelt heart, Chu Yue seemed to be stupid, his eyes were fixed, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he was holding the Jianyu carved by himself in his hand. .

"What's the matter with you, why are you so good???? Are you going to piss off the concubine mother, ah? What's the matter with you?!!!!"

Concubine Li was sitting by the bed, her eyes were red from crying.

Chu Yue turned his head to look at Concubine Li Gui, and moved his lips: "My son is sorry for Mother Concubine, Mother Concubine should pretend that she never raised this son."

"What are you talking about!!!!" Concubine Li was in a hurry, got up and sat on the bed, took Chu Yue's hand, and asked in a soft voice: "Talk to concubine mother, you tell concubine mother, after all What happened? Ah? You tell Concubine Mu, why did you do this?"

"..." Chu Yue shook his head, tears fell suddenly for a while, and he pressed the wooden statue in his hand to his heart: "He...he died..."

"...Who..." Concubine Li was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Who died..."

"Jian Yu is dead..." Chu Yue looked up decadently, and finally wept loudly: "Mother Concubine...Mother Concubine...The person I love the most is dead, he is dead, I will never see him again..."

In Ding Zhaoyi's palace, Emperor De Sheng frowned with a headache when he heard what the eunuch said about the Seventh Prince: "I only knew that he was conceited and arrogant, but I never thought that there would be such a time."

"The emperor is a person of long-term love, so naturally the son of the emperor is also a person of long-term love," Ding Zhaoyi said nicely from the side.

Emperor De Sheng sighed, the third prince had just had an accident and was punished to guard the imperial tomb, and now the seventh prince is like this, these sons really did not let him worry.

"Forget it, let him go."

Ding Zhaoyi laughed lightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I wonder if the Emperor has heard a word?"

"It's a folk saying that tells children and grandchildren to have their own blessings." Ding Zhaoyi smiled softly, comforting the emperor who was in a state of distress because of his son: "Although it is a common saying, I think it makes sense."

Emperor De Sheng also smiled after hearing this, and patted his hand, feeling a little relieved.

On New Year's Eve, there was a banquet in the palace. In the past, only the immediate family members were invited, but this year, the Huns sent envoys to congratulate them, and the person who came was Zuo Xianwang, who had a considerable status in the Huns.

Therefore, in order to show the grace of the heavenly court, Emperor Desheng made an exception and hosted a feast for the envoys of the Huns on New Year's Eve.

Of course Chu Yu and Gu Youning had to go. That night, while changing clothes, Gu Youning muttered, "Why do you still have to go to the palace during the Chinese New Year?"

Don’t you know that it’s only meaningful for the whole family to spend the Chinese New Year together? With so many people together and following the rules, you can’t even eat! ! ! ! !

After Chu Yu finished changing his clothes, he turned around and helped Gu Youning tie his belt. Since it was winter, Princess Wen's court dress was replaced by a thin cotton trousers with red satin and gold thread embroidered with cloud patterns, and she wore it on Gu Youning's body. It looks extravagant.

The more Chu Yu looked at her, the more she felt that her princess was pretty, so she directly pulled her over and kissed her.

Gu Youning was complaining that he had to go to the palace during the Chinese New Year, when he was kissed suddenly, he stared at him immediately: "I'm still interested in flirting at this time, today is the Chinese New Year, I can't spend it with Jian Yu!!!!"

"I think you look good in this dress," Chu Yu approached him with a smile on his face, "It's okay, if you want to come back to spend the New Year with Jian Yu, then let's go to the palace for a cutscene, and then we will confess to the emperor." , just come back sooner."

"Then how can I do it!!!" Gu Youning was still unhappy: "What if the emperor is not happy? Although the crown prince has not come out yet, and the third prince has left, there is still a queen. She has to find something if nothing happens. It's coming!!!"

"It doesn't matter." Chu Yu adjusted his hair tie, then took his hand and kissed him again, and said in a low voice, "As long as you are happy."

After all, Jianyu's incident was caused by him, and he didn't take good care of it. Now he can't wait to do his best to make it up, hoping to make up for it.

Gu Youning looked at him extremely resentfully: "Forget it."

The carriage of Prince Wen's Mansion arrived at the gate of the palace together with Che Li's carriage. Che Li got out of the carriage and watched Chu Yu unabashedly carry Gu Youning out of the carriage, and then the two walked towards the palace holding hands intimately. His eyes darkened, he quickly chased after him, and shouted loudly: "My lord~~~~~"

Chu Yu and Gu Youning paused, and turned their heads to look puzzled.

Hold! ! ! ! !

How is it him! ! ! ! !

Gu Youning squinted her eyes, her whole body became vigilant, even the hand that was held by Chu Yu suddenly tightened, Chu Yu looked at him and couldn't help laughing.

Che Li was wearing a black robe with ancient smoke patterns and some decorations from the Huns, which was obviously very luxurious. He showed a nice smile and walked towards them: "It's such a coincidence that I happened to come into the palace with the prince. palace."