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Lu Cangyu only stayed in the palace for one day, discussed some military matters with Jiang Zhao, and was about to leave for the border.

Before leaving, he still wanted to have a private conversation with Xie Jin.

Jiang Zhao was reluctant and tried to shirk, but Xie Jin himself complied, coaxed Jiang Zhao away, poured a cup of tea for Lu Cangyu himself, and did not take the initiative to speak, waiting for him to speak.

Lu Cangyu took the teacup, held it for a while without taking a bite, and said slowly, "I thought she was young, and probably because she didn't understand love, that's why she willfully messed with you. Later, I saw some sincerity."

Xie Jin smiled slightly and asked, "Marshal wants to say again, how unreliable is this really?"

"No, I believe in your deep love." Lu Cangyu shook her head, and put the tea cup in her hand on the table.

He raised his eyes to look at Xie Jin, his eyes were deep, his face was serious, and he suddenly said sharply: "But what about deep love? I didn't push her to the top to make her an infatuated species!

As the king of a country, she sits on a vast country and is supposed to prosper for the royal family, stretching across the country. I am her biological uncle, will I harm her? "

Facing his sudden embarrassment, Xie Jin was not surprised, she reacted indifferently, and also raised her eyes to meet Lu Cangyu's, and looked into his imposing eyes, but she just watched without paying attention. Word.

Lu Cangyu took a deep breath, walked two steps with her hands behind her back, and said to her again: "Xie Jin, you should know that she is unwilling to get married, have children, or even be emperor because of you.

She is obviously a woman, but she prefers to love beauty and not country, she wants to abandon the civil and military affairs of the Manchu dynasty, and she wants to abandon the people of the world. "

After a pause, Lu Cangyu looked at Xie Jin with a calm face again, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe I won't be able to hold her back after all, maybe she will get what she wants after all, but after Jiang Zhao's death, she will have no face to face all generations of Dameng." Xianjun, in the history books of future generations, she will also bear the infamy, and she will never stand up!"

"From the beginning to the end, you are the only one who harmed her."

Lu Cangyu spoke harshly, almost aggressively, Xie Jin's face was slightly moved, but he just said: "I won't."

"Marshal, Ah Zhao will never disappoint your decision to push her to the throne from the beginning to the end. She will be a good emperor, and this will not change because of who she sleeps with.

And when I was by her side, I would never try to take the position of queen and concubine, and my embarrassment for her only ended here. "

Xie Jin's voice was calm and his expression was docile, but when faced with Lu Cangyu's reprimand, he had no intention of giving in.

"Is this your choice?" Lu Cangyu asked her.

Xie Jin nodded and said: "This is not my choice, this is my fate, Marshal."

After being silent for a long while, Lu Cangyu looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, her tone softened a little, "I didn't mean to deliberately target you, I don't know anything about His Majesty's temperament, on the contrary, she is very much like her mother, I am too I understand her stubbornness, so there are some things I can only say to you."

Lu Cangyu lowered her gaze, and said calmly: "Since this is the case, you should also know that even if you and Your Majesty are in harmony with each other, your name and surname will not be left on his history books. That's all for the female officer, Mrs. Xie."

He asked Xie Jin again: "Are you willing?"

"I'm just a little girl, how can I have the obsession to leave a name in history?"

Xie Jin suddenly smiled, and said softly: "Six words, with her and me, are enough."

Having said so much, Lu Cangyu didn't say any more, just said "yes", then took his sword, rode on the horse Jiang Zhao had prepared for him, and headed north to the border.

After bidding farewell to Lu Cangyu, Jiang Zhao took Xie Jin back to the room, held her hand and said seriously: "I can't control the official historian, nor can I write history books, but my own heart should always be my own decision."

"Your Majesty just overheard my conversation with the marshal?" Xie Jin rolled his eyes and teased her.

Jiang Zhao looked solemn, did not answer her words about eavesdropping, and did not deny, still very seriously said to her: "Jin Niang, even if it is not recognized by future generations, in my heart, you are my wife ,my queen."

She knew that Xie Jin didn't care about the status of the queen of the middle palace, and was willing to use it in exchange for her half-clear name.

But there were historians in the previous dynasty, and there were scholars in the inner palace. As an emperor, after a hundred years of Jiang Zhao, everything she did and said in her life, whether she was close or distant, would be published and passed down from generation to generation.

And among those biographical events, it may be mentioned that Empress Jiaping was rejected by the former emperor when she was young, and was bullied by the palace people.

But it will never talk about her running away on a snowy night and meeting someone.

This person will accompany her through the coldest winter, accompany her to transform from a young and ignorant little princess to an emperor in power, and if nothing else happens, he will also accompany her through this boundless life.

The history books will record all her merits and demerits impartially, no matter whether she becomes a wise king or a foolish king in the end, there is no doubt that her lover will not be recognized by the history books.

Later generations may be able to infer the special relationship between Emperor Jiaping and her female official from the clues, but it will probably only be the next Jinming Emperor and Zhou Wei, some fantasies, and the sincerity hidden in the torrent of history.

Like dust, but the wind will not disperse.

"There are inevitably regrets in life, but as of today, there is nothing left to ask for."

Xie Jin clenched Jiang Zhao's fingers, and said with a soft smile: "Sometimes I would think, how could Xie Jin be able to..."

"Don't say such things." Jiang Zhao interrupted her, and leaned over to rub her cheek, "If I'm just the emperor, then everything I give you can be regarded as the emperor's favor."

"But I'm your Azhao."

She spoke against Xie Jin's forehead, breathed and smelled each other, and was close enough to see the redness at the end of her eyes.

Xie Jin's heart suddenly softened.

She once said to Xie Yuzhe that there is a destiny in the dark, and now it seems that some of them are destined to stay together.

This month in Fengzhou Palace, many years later, it is still the best memory.

The first emperor was a person who enjoyed himself very much. The area of ​​the palace was not too large, but it was the best location in Fengzhou City. Not to mention the carved beams and painted buildings, exotic flowers and plants, not far from the door, it was Fengzhou. The most prosperous street market in the state.

When Jiang Zhao was free, he would change clothes and lead Xie Jin out, sometimes with one or two guards by his side, and sometimes with no one, just the two of them sneaking out to play. At this time, there was really no one by Xie Jin’s side. The emperor, only Ah Zhao.

It's just that Mr. Gao is pitiful, he doesn't dare to be angry or speak out, and his worried hair has turned gray a lot.

After raising for more than half a month, the wound on Xie Jin's arm has gradually healed and scabbed, and new flesh has grown. Before leaving, Jiang Zhao sent someone to the imperial hospital to ask Lu Yuan for her beauty cream, which happens to be in use now .

She personally applied the medicine to Xie Jin, her brows were tightly furrowed, her expression was serious, she seemed to be much more cautious than when reviewing the memorial.

The medicine has a delicate fragrance, and it feels warm and cool to the touch when applied to the wound, and the pain has long been gone.

Xie Jin laughed at Jiang Zhao's fuss. Jiang Zhao put down the medicine box, touched the red flesh around the wound with his fingertips, and sighed, "It hurts on your body, but it hurts on my heart."

Xie Jin wrinkled his nose and said in disgust, "It's so nasty."

Jiang Zhao took her arm, kissed her thin wrist lightly, and said quite seriously: "In short, no matter what happens in the future, you must never commit self-harm again."

"You have said this hundreds of times, and I do remember it." Xie Jin dragged his voice, dissatisfied with her rambling.

Jiang Zhao said: "You can't keep it in your ears, you have to keep it in your heart. If there is another time, I will definitely punish you."

Seeing her serious expression, Xie Jin smiled and asked, "What are you going to punish me for?"

"What do you think I can punish you?" Jiang Zhao narrowed his eyes and said ambiguously: "Since you were injured, I was afraid to touch your wound, so I dare not hug you or kiss you. Seeing that it's getting better, shouldn't you compensate me a little?"

Xie Jin understood what she meant, and couldn't help but blushed, glared at her and said, "Start talking nonsense again, no shame or shame."

"What shame is there between me and you?"

There were no outsiders around, Jiang Zhao acted shameless enough, blinked at Xie Jin, and said with a smile: "Jin Niang, the book says that the spring night is bitter and the day is high. Understand what it means, when will you come to teach me?"

Her eyes were on fire, and Xie Jin was so red from the tips of her ears to her neck that she couldn't help but reach out and cover her eyes.

Jiang Zhao pressed her hand, and said in a low voice: "I love you dearly, I don't want to offend you, I don't dare to be abrupt, but I come to the same bed every night, deeply moved, do you know my torment? Jinniang, the days to come It's still long, you can't..."

Halfway through her words, she sighed slightly, "But if you are not prepared, I will not act recklessly. What I said today is just because I want you to know that I have some longing for you in my heart."

Young and passionate, full of vigor, it is inevitable to want to do intimate things with your lover.

But Jiang Zhao knew that Xie Jin was thin-skinned, easily shy, and easily turned into anger, so he didn't dare to provoke her easily, for fear that she would get angry and lose his temper for a while, and he would have to keep the empty room alone.

But as she said, there will be a long time to come, and she doesn't want to be a person who has no desires for the rest of her life.

Is there Liu Xiahui in this world?

Maybe there is, but Jiang Guangming understands that that person will definitely not be herself.

She closed her eyes for a moment, and took Xie Jin's hand from her eyes. Seeing that her face was full of spring, she seemed to be in a trance, and couldn't help moving her throat slightly, but she still tried her best to restrain her impulse, for fear of scaring her. to her.

"I guess it's time to pass the meal, and I've been eating Fengzhou cuisine recently, how do you feel?

If you like it, we will take the cook away when we return to Beijing, and add flavor to the imperial dining room. "

Jiang Zhao changed the subject, picked up the teacup from the table, and took two sips.

Xie Jin lowered his head, responded casually, and put down the cuffs that were rolled up when applying the medicine.

It is now the end of September, and it is late autumn, and the evening breeze brings coolness.

Jiang Zhao drank tea, stood up and walked to the window, slightly opened the closed small window, and let in a few strands of cool breeze.

Standing at the window, she saw that the moonlight outside was also rising early, with a few stars adorning it.

Xie Jin spoke suddenly, causing Jiang Zhao to look back at her, and heard her say in a soft voice: "Emissary Lu told me that the wound is recovering, it's best not to apply force, wait a few days..."

She bit her lower lip and turned her head away, as if she couldn't speak.

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and after hearing what she meant, his brows were filled with joy, and he couldn't help but said, "Okay."