A bucket of Jiangshan [Rebirth]

Some secrets are good to rot in, and that's the truth.

Concubine Liang finally broke the jade Pixiu into pieces. Looking at the fragments on the ground, she smirked and picked them up one by one and put them in her palm.The sharp shards cut her finger, and blood dripped on the shards.

Seeing the blood, she didn't feel any pain, but instead felt a pleasure to release her emotions.

She knew that she was mentally ill, and she was still seriously ill.Maybe it has been distorted since the parent and child were taken away from her, from aloofness to the desire for power... Looking back now, it's really ridiculous, why can't she figure out that it is impossible to fight for that self? As for the latter position, whoever is the emperor, even a suspicious person, dare not delegate power easily, how could he sincerely hand over power.

There is only one possibility for him to do this. He is planning, acting, and waiting for her to jump into the net and kill herself.

So she joined the network, and the emperor succeeded.

It's a pity that the secret that the emperor designed her can only rot in his stomach forever.

She summoned Yan Guangyu, holding the child born from her own flesh and blood with tears in her eyes, tears like broken strings, as long as she bears her sins together, she shouldn't let the child suffer with her.

So, when she opened her tired eyes from tears, she calmly and solemnly said to Yan Guangyu: "San'er, I want you to do one thing, to ask the emperor to leave the capital. Mother I just beg you, go as far as possible, leave the capital forever, don't set foot in the capital, don't get involved in the throne, never!"

Yan Guangyu wiped away the tears from the corners of Concubine Liang's eyes, a bit of pain arose on his normally flat face, he struggled a few times, but the tears still escaped his eyes: "Mother..." His voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Promise mother, don't stay here anymore!" Concubine Liang hissed and cried bitterly, "Mother has already lost, and I can't implicate you anymore! Mother wants you to be safe and sound in this life, don't be fooled by foreign things, go, stay away!" Capital, don't come back, this is not a place for people to stay, this is hell!"

"Mom, but you..."

Concubine Liang interrupted his words, and pressed Yan Guangyu's arm bitterly, with such strength that he frowned: "Mother will take good care of herself, I just hope that you, my third son, can live a safe life and stay away from gossip in the palace." Mother has nothing extravagant to ask for, but I just ask you to spend the rest of your life well, take my grandson and stay away from here. Promise mother, never come back, never come back!"

Yan Guangyu's heart choked, and he sighed sadly and hugged Concubine Liang. Does he have a choice? No matter how powerful he is, the world is still owned by his father, and he has no wings. He can take Concubine Liang away forever: "Mother, you have to promise I must live a good life and take good care of myself. If you are not here one day..."

Plain hands pressed Yan Guangyu's lips, and stopped his words. Concubine Liang smiled like a flower, relieved and optimistic: "Mother promised you will be fine, how can you say that Majesty has not abolished Madam's concubine position yet? Majesty I will definitely not treat my mother badly. As long as you are well, my mother will be fine. Go away, if you don’t go, it’s too late, if one day the Holy Majesty drags out the gangsters behind me, you will be implicated.”

Yan Guangyu was heartbroken, he knelt down suddenly, and kowtowed heavily to Concubine Liang several times: "Mother, I'm not filial, so I can't take you out of the palace. If one day, I will pay you for your merits and take you away from the capital, so that you can see the light of day again."

Concubine Liang smiled lovingly, stayed away from the battles in the palace, put away the viciousness she once had, she was just a simple mother, pulled Yan Guangyu up, and she patted his hand: "Mother is waiting for you. Work hard and change your mother out of the palace. My mother really wants to show off the daily watch outside, and you can take your mother there in the future, okay?"

"Okay!" This tall and strong man collapsed in an instant, Yan Guangyu nodded his head heavily, and burst into tears, "Mother, my child is not filial, I couldn't do my filial piety back then, and now I'm leaving you in the deep palace, I..."

Concubine Liang cut off his words: "You are a sensible child, my mother's sins are too deep, you can't take me away, my mother is waiting for you, and I will take my merits and sins, and take my mother out to have a look."

"Okay, mother, wait for me!"

Concubine Liang patted her son's hand lovingly, smiling like a flower, but in a place Yan Guangyu couldn't see, her eyes were full of desperation.

The next day, Yan Guangyu really went to the emperor in private, asked for an order to leave the capital, and wept and begged for his mother's mercy.

The emperor thought over and over again, considering that during this period of time, small riots often occurred in the border area between the Jing Dynasty and the Western Regions, and Yan Guangyu had suppressed the mobs there, so he decided to let him be stationed at the border with the Western Regions, but in order to prevent him from making mistakes. The emperor understands the extraordinary things and promises that if he establishes military merits, he can take the concubine Liang away.

Of course, the emperor's heart is unfathomable, and who knows what he said today may change in the future, but these words are a reassurance to Yan Guangyu, which makes him hopeful that as long as there is a chance, Just take his mother away.

Before leaving Beijing, he went to bid farewell to his adoptive mother Concubine Shu, and then took a look at Yan Shulou. Seeing the hands of Yan Shulou and his wife holding each other, he felt an indescribable sourness in his heart, tears in his eyes Almost unbearable to flow down.

He turned his face away, wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Fifth Emperor Brother, I'm here to say goodbye, thank you for your help during this time."

Yan Shulou nodded, and tightened Du Mingqian's hand: "Brother Sanhuang, take care. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Yan Guangyu closed his eyes, took a deep breath and looked up at the sky: "I don't ask much, I just ask you to take good care of my concubine mother, make sure she lives well, and wait for me to take her out of the palace. Still, this The thing is the sachet I asked you to bring to her for me before, and the original smell probably dissipated, this time I put more spices, it should last for a while. Please pass it on to her, I will cut it off The time will also come, please also help me pass it on."

Yan Shulou took the sachet, but didn't ask Yan Guangyu why he didn't hand it to Concubine Liang himself. After all, there was some farewell, and it would be better if the two sides didn't see each other.

Yan Guangyu waved his sleeves and turned around, quickly got on his horse, and Juechen left.

"Mingyu, from now on there is one less person in the palace." Yan Shulou looked at Yan Guangyu's back, suddenly feeling infinitely lonely, "But no matter how many people leave the palace, I will never be separated from you!"

Du Mingqian smiled knowingly, nodded and led him back home: "It's cold, wear more, don't catch the cold."

"Don't be afraid," Yan Shulou wrapped his arms around Du Mingqian and rubbed his forehead, "And you are by my side, it's very warm. Mingyu Mingyu, make me sweet-scented osmanthus cake today. I haven't eaten it for a long time." Yes, I’ll bring some to Zhaoqi tomorrow too.”

"My lord wants to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Du Mingqian raised his brows leisurely, "But what good can I gain by venting my anger and effort, huh?"

Yan Shulou tightened his hips reflexively, let go of the hands of the two and took a step back: "Don't do that! You can make any other compensation you want!"

Du Mingqian laughed, glanced evilly around Yan Shulou's buttocks, and then took it back: "Then I won't do it, it's not me who can't eat."

"Mingyu!" Seeing that Du Mingqian was about to leave, Yan Shulou caught up with him, "You...do you have to do it!"

Du Mingqian sighed, and took Yan Shulou into his arms: "Aren't you always running away from me, am I scary? You are always unwilling to do it, for fear that I will fail you. If I hadn't always tempted you like this, I'm afraid you would Ignore me and separate from me."

Yan Shulou was stunned, and timidly turned his head: "I...I'm not thinking of you! After what happened last time, you got cold before you wiped off your sweat. I'm not afraid that you will get sick again! "

Du Mingqian was startled for a moment, then smiled suddenly, took Yan Shulou's hand behind his back, and rubbed the tip of his nose against his nose: "Thank you, Chuheng."

"Thank you, thank you so much, hey," Yan Shulou put his face up again, "Take the initiative, kiss yourself!"

Du Mingqian just laughed, held his face and kissed him deeply, and at the same time pinched his buttocks with his right hand: "That's it, I'll make sweet-scented osmanthus cake right away, and you, just wash it up and wait for me Smiling, he pushed away the Yan Shu Building, and he went towards the dining room, leaving the Yan Shu Building, which he sold himself due to his arbitrary decision, in a mess in the wind.

The next day, Yan Shulou went to court with his hips between his legs and walked in a strange posture. His voice was low and hoarse when he went to court. The emperor asked him out of concern, and he replied through gritted teeth that it was because he practiced his voice with the princess last night. The son of heaven laughed out loud when he was made dumb by singing, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After going to court, Yan Shulou sent a portion of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he had brought to the emperor, and took another portion to find Yan Zhaoqi.

After experiencing the emperor's illness, Yan Zhaoqi became very well-behaved. He did his homework on time every day, read and wrote, and stopped making trouble with him.

After entering the Qiyang Palace, Yan Shulou's heart suddenly brightened when he saw the small figure with legs crossed out of nowhere, shaking his head and writing. He tiptoed in with the food box in his hand, put the osmanthus cake aside, and retreated. After leaving the palace, he sat quietly waiting for Yan Zhaoqi to finish writing.

Yan Zhaoqi wrote very seriously, and Yan Shulou waited for half an hour before he could rest.

Seeing Yan Shulou's arrival, Yan Zhaoqi yelled, dropped the pen in his hand, and threw himself into Yan Shulou's arms: "Brother Huang, why didn't you tell me when you came?"

"Tell you why, I made you lazy!" Looking at the stains on Yan Zhaoqi's hands, Yan Shulou frowned, and ordered the palace servants to bring clean water to clean him up. Will you pay attention, let me see what you wrote!" As he said that, he was going to check Yan Zhaoqi's homework, but Yan Zhaoqi wrapped his arms around Yan Shulou's thigh, preventing him from moving forward: "Draw... …The writing is not good, don’t show it or show it!”

"Drawing?" Having clearly captured the information in his words, Yan Shulou smiled maliciously: "Dare you have been here for a long time, not writing, but drawing! What are you drawing, let the emperor see!" Lao, picked him up, cleared the way forward, and Yan Shulou went straight to the desk.

Yan Zhaoqi yelled, and hurriedly pressed two small hands on Yan Shulou's eyes: "Don't show it, it's not good-looking!"

Yan Shulou laughed loudly, opened his hand and put it to his lips for a kiss, his gaze swept away, and he landed on the painting on the table.

In an instant, his smile stiffened.