When the Sand Sculptures penetrated the crematorium literature [Quick Transmigration]

After saying that, Wen Liangyu didn't give He Heng any time to react, and turned to greet those old concubines.

Because of the palace mutiny before, he was imprisoned by the original owner in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and he was involved in government affairs a while ago, so he may not have visited these old concubines near the Palace of Compassion and Ning for a long time.

Most of these concubines who are still living in the Palace of Compassion and Ning have no children. Wen Liangyu's mother and concubine passed away early in the past. They saw Wen Liangyu's pity, and they would often bring some food and clothing to visit him, which can be regarded as showing favor to him. kindness.

So seeing each other now, they are extremely enthusiastic, and they seem to have endless things to say.

Although Wen Liangyu is now an emperor standing alone, in the eyes of those old concubines, he is still the child who will never grow up.

They still remember that every time in the beginning of winter, it snowed in the capital, and when the weather started to turn cold, Wen Liangyu liked to wrap herself up tightly and cover herself tightly like a little bear, afraid of the cold. Ken goes out.

So the woman at the head asked Wen Liangyu again with concern:

"Your Majesty, it will be very cold in a few days. You have been suffering from cold since childhood. Remember to add some clothes when the time comes."

"When you were young, Concubine Wan always had a headache at this time, and she always complained to us that you refused to go out. No matter how she coaxed you, you just stayed in the bedroom and refused to go out."

Speaking of this, she suddenly felt a "thump" in her heart, and then she suddenly realized that the severe cold will be in a few days, and the No. 20 in January happens to be the death day of Wen Liangyu's mother and concubine.

Back then, Wen Liangyu's mother and concubine passed away unfortunately after contracting a cold and the treatment was ineffective, and every time this happened, his mood would inevitably become depressed.

It is often said that the listener has no intention of listening, and the old concubine realized that she should not mention the sad things of the other party in this way.

Sure enough, the next second, Wen Liangyu lowered his brows and eyes, and became silent.

Seeing this, the old concubine's tone paused, and her voice became lower and lower, "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan's death day will be in a few days, so don't be too sad. If she has knowledge, she must hope that you will be healthy and happy." "

"Yeah, I know." Wen Liangyu replied calmly, "I'll go see her in a few days."

"You also have to take good care of yourself."

Afterwards, they didn't talk for long, and several old concubines asked him to resign and return to the palace due to the cold and windy weather.

After the old concubines left, Wen Liangyu adjusted his emotions. Just when he was about to leave with He Heng, something was stuffed into his arms suddenly. He looked down and found that it was a bird made of colored paper. Folded bunny.

The two ears of the rabbit are long, and the tail is like a ball. It can stand up by itself when it is placed on the stool.

Then a man's deep voice came from above his head,

"Your Majesty, you can see that it really looks like you."

After finishing speaking, He Heng moved towards Wen Liangyu's side again. Now that the two of them are next to each other, they can still feel each other's warmth.

He had noticed the change in the other party's mood just now, and only then did he think of folding a rabbit to make the little emperor happy.

Wen Liangyu looked at the small and cute colored paper rabbit in his arms, and most of his depressed mood disappeared immediately. He muttered softly, "Where does it look like?"

This rabbit is so fat, like a ball, how can he be so fat?

He Heng hooked the corners of his mouth, "You like to wrap yourself in a ball when it's winter."

Wen Liangyu retorted subconsciously, "I didn't"

However, he lowered his head and glanced at himself, only to find that he could only turn his neck slightly because there was a fox fur collar on it, and only half of his small face was exposed on the collar, and both hands were tucked into the cuffs. A cloak was put on over the jacket, so looking down, it seemed that even the waist was not so obvious.

It's really like a ball.

Wen Liangyu, who suddenly realized this, showed an annoyed expression on his face.

So annoyed, he pulled out his hands that were stuffed in his wide sleeves, trying to make himself look less afraid of the cold.

But at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew past, and Wen Liangyu's exposed skin felt a bleak chill, and he was too embarrassed to put his palm back, so he could only subconsciously clenched his fist, white and smooth On the back of his hand were faintly visible blue-purple veins, which seemed to be slightly reddened by the cold wind.

Next second,

Suddenly there was a warm touch on the back of the hand, and a slender and powerful palm covered it.

He Heng first wrapped his palm in his hand, and then stretched out his palm to hold his ten fingers.

At this moment, Wen Liangyu felt his heart beating violently again involuntarily,

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

It hit his chest again and again.

He raised his eyes subconsciously, and met the man's warm eyes,

He Heng's expression looked very serious, and his voice sounded extraordinarily gentle,

"Your Majesty, you don't have to hide all the unhappy things in your heart, you can also say it."

"I'm always there if you need me."

Wen Liangyu's eyes trembled slightly, and the figure of the other party was reflected in it. At this moment, his heart seemed to be hit hard, and He Heng's words were engraved on the tip of his heart like a rune.

He can even hear his own clear and powerful heartbeat,

"it is good."

On that cold day,

The snow in the palace was so heavy that it almost blinded people's eyes. The stone road was covered with a thick layer of snow, the ground was slippery and rough, and the road conditions became very dangerous.

Wen Liangyu hadn't been outside for a few minutes, and his hair and eyelashes were covered with a layer of fine ice crystals. He put his hands into his wide cuffs, and couldn't help taking a breath in the cold wind. The mist he exhaled immediately Frost formed in the air.

Then he crossed the high threshold outside the ancestral hall with the support of Liu Fuyuan,

The late emperor's concubines were given posthumous titles after their death, and their spirit cards were placed in this ancestral hall.

And in the side hall here is the tablet of his mother, Concubine Wan Gui.

The cold wind blew by, and the door panel was blown "creaking". Behind the gray-black palace wall was a bare dead tree, which highlighted the loneliness and desolation here.

Looking at this scene, Wen Liangyu's long eyelashes twitched slightly, feeling a little lonely in his heart.

His mother and concubine were not favored during her lifetime, and since Wen Liangyu could remember, she had rarely seen her mother show a genuinely happy smile.

She is like a rose plant covered under a crystal glass cover. After losing nutrients, the petals wither day by day, day after day, year after year, and finally drained of life.

After her death, she was buried alone in the distant but cold imperial tomb. No one except herself would ever remember that the day of January No. 20 was her death day.

Thinking of this, Wen Liangyu lowered his eyes slightly, sighed softly, and walked towards the ancestral hall.

However, when someone pushed open the door in the side hall for him, Wen Liangyu was stunned for a moment,

Because he saw the incense burning in the side hall, and he could vaguely hear the voice of Chanting Buddha, it was a gentle and cold female voice.

"Your Majesty, this..." Rao Liu Fuyuan who was on the side also froze for a moment.

Wen Liangyu exchanged a puzzled look with him, then walked in following the voice.

The black hair on the temples of the woman who was offering incense in the side hall was simply pulled up by a sapphire blue hairpin. She was wearing plain clothes, simple but elegant, and accompanied by a maid.

The moment she saw Wen Liangyu, she was taken aback for a moment, then stopped what she was doing, and called softly, "Your Majesty."

The face of the other party looked very strange to Wen Liangyu, and he thought about it for a long time before he remembered that this was the nobleman in his harem.

Because he seldom went to the harem, he didn't remember the looks of those concubines very much.

It's just that he didn't expect at all that the other party would remember the anniversary of the death of his mother and concubine, and come to worship alone in this snowy weather.

Thinking of this, Wen Liangyu coughed and said to her:

"Don't be too polite."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Anya responded softly, then slowly raised her head.

However, the moment she raised her head, a subtle look flashed in her eyes that was difficult for others to detect.

But this expression was fleeting, and An Ya returned to her usual gentleness in the next second.

Immediately, Wen Liangyu looked around her surroundings, and found that she didn't even have a servant beside her, so she asked, "Are you here alone?"

"Yeah." Anya nodded, "This concubine has not forgotten that today is the anniversary of Concubine Shuren's death."

Immediately, she thoughtfully took the lit incense and handed it to Wen Liangyu.

"You have a heart." Wen Liangyu took the incense in her hand, walked to the spirit tablet and began to worship.

And An Ya waited very quietly, but no one noticed that during the whole process, her peripheral vision followed Wen Liangyu's every move.

In fact,

The reason why she "coincided" with the emperor here today was not just a coincidence, but a long-planned deliberate move.

As a concubine who was elected into the palace by the second assistant Wang Jingyuan, like everyone else, she was not favored by the emperor.

Ever since He Heng interfered with the plan that time, Wang Jingyuan stopped his public persuasion, but never stopped his secret planning.

In his consciousness, it is impossible for Wen Liangyu, as the king of a country, to have no heirs, let alone no heirs.

And all of this is just a matter of time, if that is the case, then he must not let others take the lead.

But the little emperor is stubborn, what should he do if he doesn't want to accept the concubine?

In Wang Jingyuan's view, once Wen Liangyu has a child, all this will be solved without any attack.

After figuring this out, he turned his goal to how to make the concubine he placed in the harem conceive Wen Liangyu's child.

If Anya could conceive his child, why would he worry about not being able to coerce the other party in the court to become a queen in the future?

So this is what came out today,

Under Wang Jingyuan's special instructions, Anya went to the ancestral hall alone to pay homage to Wen Liangyu's deceased mother and concubine, and the two had a chance to "meet by chance".

When Wen Liangyu turned around after paying homage, Anya had completely restrained her subtle gaze just now, and restored her usual virtuous look, and smiled at Wen Liangyu:

"Your Majesty is planning to return to the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

"En." Wen Liangyu nodded, "Send Mrs. An back to the bedroom first."

After all, it was dark and the road was slippery, and the road from the ancestral hall to the gardens of the harem was long. Whether it was because of the affection or etiquette that the other party came to pay homage to his mother, it was not easy for him to ask the other party to walk back in the dark alone.

When the sedan chair stopped at the door of the bedroom,

Anya thanked Wen Liangyu, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wen Liangyu shook his head and signaled the other party not to be too polite. Just as he was about to leave, Anya suddenly called out:

"Your Majesty, my concubine has something to ask, may His Majesty agree?"

Even the tone of voice became anxious.

Liu Fuyuan saw that she opened the curtain of the sedan chair brightly, and the cold wind kept pouring in, so he frowned and said: "It's windy here, Your Majesty shouldn't catch the cold, why don't you go in and say it."

"The concubine was negligent." Anya showed an apologetic expression, and immediately invited Wen Liangyu into the hall to discuss.

Wen Liangyu nodded, and then entered the bedroom with her.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, he could vaguely smell a strange fragrance, the fragrance was very light, but it had a pungent feeling, but he still had to wait for him to think carefully.

Anya knelt down in front of him with a "plop", and said sincerely that her mother was ill and wanted to go home to visit.

almost in an instant,

"I agree."

Wen Liangyu quickly agreed,

At this moment, he looked at the other party's huge but lonely bedroom, and suddenly felt a kind of compassion in his heart.

Like his mother and concubine, these concubines in the harem are all poor people who can't help themselves.

At the same time, Wen Liangyu also had the idea of ​​dismissing the harem,

Although these people are his concubines, they have never been husband and wife.

And now he has regained the power and secured the throne. He is no longer the child who was restricted by others three years ago.

He thought to himself that after all, they are all hard-working people, and their best years have been locked in this deep palace, so it is better to set them free and find another good place.

Although the act of disbanding the harem would inevitably cause an uproar in the court, and it would definitely be criticized by the courtiers, but at this moment, Wen Liangyu had made up his mind.

He didn't want to take into account other people's opinions anymore, no matter how much the ministers tried to persuade him, he would dismiss the harem.

"His Majesty,"

While Wen Liangyu was meditating, Anya had already walked to the table in the bedroom. She picked up a teapot and poured two cups of ginger tea into the cup.

That teapot looks like an ordinary teapot, but in fact there are two small buttons, one blue and one green, on the handle, it is a mandarin duck teapot.

While others were not paying attention, she quietly pressed one of the buttons while pouring tea for Wen Liangyu.

The tea and the incense in the bedroom were specially commissioned by Wang Jingyuan. The incense has the effect of aphrodisiac and fascination, and the blue part of this mandarin duck teapot has been drugged in secret.

It's just that she used this medicine for herself. After taking it, it will make people look coquettish and soft all over. With the effect of the enchanting fragrance, it will get twice the result with half the effort. Almost no one can resist it.

So when she was pouring tea for Wen Liangyu just now, she deliberately pressed the green switch, and what came out was ordinary tea.

"My concubine, thank you, Your Majesty"

As she spoke, she handed one of the cups of tea to Wen Liangyu, "Your Majesty, it's cold today, drink some ginger tea to relieve the cold."

However, after Wen Liangyu took the teacup, he just held it in his hand and didn't drink it for a long time. Instead, he stared at the vase in the corner in a daze.

"His Majesty,"

Seeing this, Anya smiled, "You like that emerald green vase, why don't I have someone send it to the Hall of Mental Cultivation for you."

"No need," Wen Liangyu waved at her, then lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

It was only because the vase reminded him of He Heng uncontrollably, so he took a second look.

But this vase is clearly blue, why would Mr. Angui say it is emerald green?

But at this time, Wen Liangyu didn't want to delve into the reason. He directly handed the half-drunk cup of tea to Liu Fuyuan, and immediately prepared to say goodbye to him.

However, as soon as he took a step forward, he felt something was wrong, his body began to heat up uncontrollably, as if there was a wave of heat coming in continuously, making his mouth dry.

Wen Liangyu even had an urge to take off his unlined jacket.

On the other end, Anya was also secretly worried.

After drinking that cup of tea, the medicine's strength should take effect immediately.

Why doesn't she feel anything?

at the same time,

Wen Liangyu felt that his mind began to swell, and the scent that seemed to have nothing at first became more pungent and intense, the scenes in front of him began to overlap, and even phantoms appeared, and a strange impulse appeared in his body.

It's so uncomfortable, why is it so uncomfortable?

His chest heaved violently, his legs and feet became weak uncontrollably, and his body temperature continued to rise.

In the next second, he staggered and couldn't stand still. He fell directly on the table beside him, and he could barely support himself by holding on to the table.

"His Majesty!"

Liu Fuyuan and the little attendants around him also noticed his strange appearance, and hurried up to support him, looking extremely anxious,

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?"

At this moment, Wen Liangyu lowered his eyes and half propped himself on the table, the circle around his eyes began to turn red, but the effect of the medicine became stronger and stronger, and he almost couldn't hold it back.

In the end, there was a loud "Bang Dang!" in the room, and Wen Liangyu, who was in a state of anxiety, swept all the porcelain on the table to the ground.

His intuition told him that Anya must have put something in the tea just now.

Relying on the last trace of sober mind, he turned his head and questioned the other party:

"What did you do in that cup of tea you gave me?"

Liu Fuyuan and the attendants beside the emperor were all shocked when they heard the words, they immediately surrounded Anya and began to question her

Only then did Anya realize that she probably made a mistake when pouring the tea just now, which caused the plan to go wrong.

However, she had never seen such a big battle of torture to extract a confession, and she quickly confessed that she used the scented incense and drugged the tea and got the wrong teacup.

When he heard that there was no antidote for this kind of medicine, Wen Liangyu overturned the whole table to the ground in a panic, and then he stumbled and opened the door of the palace with the last sliver of his sanity.

The weather was several degrees below zero, and he just ran out wearing only a thin singlet.

The goose feathers and heavy snow that fell one after another instantly covered his shoulders and the ends of his hair and brows.

"Your Majesty!" Liu Fuyuan panickedly shouted his name from behind, and after realizing it, he hurriedly ran out after Wen Liangyu.

But the ground was covered with snow and the road was slippery. He couldn't walk fast at all, and was thrown off by Wen Liangyu in an instant.

Even though it was such a heavy snow day, Wen Liangyu didn't seem to feel how cold it was. He only felt that the blood flow in his whole body was speeding up, his head was dizzy, and his footsteps were getting weaker and weaker.

Why is this happening?

He kept asking in his heart, why did this happen to him?

At night, a lot of snow on the road has turned into thin ice. Even if ordinary people walk carefully, they are likely to slip and fall accidentally, not to mention stumbling and running aimlessly like Wen Liangyu.

After running for an unknown amount of time, his legs and feet began to lose strength. He finally lost his center of gravity and fell forward uncontrollably.

However, at the moment when he fell powerlessly, he fell into a warm and powerful embrace, with a faint fragrance of sandalwood lingering at the tip of his nose.

Wen Liangyu raised his head, the moment he saw He Heng's face clearly, he suddenly felt a little sore on the tip of his nose, all the grievances and dissatisfaction he had suffered before burst out at this moment.

He Heng knew that this day was the anniversary of the death of Wen Liangyu's mother and concubine, but when it was time for dinner, Wen Liangyu did not come to his mansion for dinner as usual. He thought that something sad happened to the other party, so he was notified. So I was going to find him in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

But on the way, he ran into the thinly dressed and stumbling little emperor,

It's like a little rabbit who got lost in the snow.

When Wen Liangyu fell on him, his hair, eyebrows and tails were covered with fine snow frost, and some even formed thin ice. The same was true for his body, which was covered with snow, and the part of the skin that exposed the sleeve was already covered with frost. Reddened by the cold.

But He Heng could feel the temperature of the little emperor's whole body rolling surprisingly, as if he was sick.

The moment he saw this scene, his pupils trembled slightly, as if someone had hit his heart hard somewhere, and then He Heng hugged the little emperor by the waist.

Wen Liangyu immediately huddled into a ball in his arms,

The little emperor, who seemed to be struggling like a trapped animal a second ago, suddenly became quiet at this moment. He buried his face in He Heng's arms, and his slightly curled fingertips were powerlessly clutching the skirt of He Heng's chest. slipped from the cheek, sobbing and weeping,

"He Heng, I'm so uncomfortable"

It looks like a very insecure little animal, looking pitiful.

"His Majesty"

The old eunuch Liu Fuyuan finally caught up with the other party at this time, and for some reason the panic in his heart was reduced a lot when he saw the regent, and then he hurried to He Heng's side to explain the cause and effect of the matter completely.

"I see."

Hearing this, He Heng frowned, made a quiet gesture to him, then hugged the hot man firmly in his arms and walked towards his bedroom.

The author has something to say: I caught a little rabbit that got lost in the snow and brought it home to stir fry

I made up the ancestral hall, I'm a bumpkin, I don't know the rules of the palace qaq