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Song Xian saw that she was breathing disorderly and shrank back, so he hooked his lips and withdrew his hands.

He had no intention of really having any irreversible things happen to his nominal concubine.

It's just that this little concubine is really attractive, and it's rare for him to be greedy, and he can't help but want to take advantage of some flesh and blood.

Song Xian looked at her and raised his hand to stabilize the dangling earrings, and hinted: "Father has leaked out the matter of adoptiveness, and some people can't sit still. If you want me to tell you, you She has been the sole favorite in the harem for many years, so she should raise some eyes and ears in the court, so as not to be so passive."

But she only raised her watery eyes, with a look of indifference, "Let them go, it's just a few words."

Seeing that she couldn't be coaxed, Song Xian hummed, "In that case, I will take my leave first."

Emperor Wu came to Zhaoyang Hall after Song Xian left.

When he came in, Xiao Lingming was leaning on the screen reading a volume of idle books.

The book looked like an isolated ancient book, the paper was withered and yellow, which made Xiao Lingming's hand holding the book so white that it seemed to have lost its color.

Emperor Wu didn't let Tong pass on, but he didn't cover up the sound of his footsteps either. The thick soles of his boots made a sharp creak when they stomped on the small golden flowers that were casually tossed around on the ground.

Xiao Lingming raised his head when he heard the sound, Fang wanted to stand up and salute, but Emperor Wu raised his hand to stop him.

Emperor Wu walked behind him and sat down, casually said, "What book are you reading so engrossed in?"

Xiao Lingming pushed the screen aside and moved back a little, leaning against Emperor Wu naturally, he raised the scroll in his hand, "It's just a strange essay."

Emperor Wu took it and glanced at it and said: "Amorous feelings." He said: "For your sake, I saw the ministers arguing all day, so you can hide here and read idle books."

"My decree has just come to fruition. Zhe Zizhe turned around and asked Li Fu to send it. You can approve it yourself. I feel a headache after seeing it."

Xiao Lingming nodded obediently, and asked again: "Why are you blaming Prince Rui today?"

"Blame, why did I blame him?" Emperor Wu put one hand on Xiao Lingming's waist and played with the jade pendant around his waist, and asked casually.

As soon as he said this, Xiao Lingming was at a loss for words. He was silent for a while, pouted and said: "You frightened me with the burial, and forced him to me. Why?"

Emperor Wu's hand around the man's waist tightened, and he pulled the man closer to his arms, and casually stroked Xiao Lingming's clean chin with his other hand.As Xiao Lingming's words fell, Emperor Wu's hand also paused, and then his hand increased strength.Xiao Lingming obediently followed the strength of Emperor Wu and turned around.

Emperor Wu looked down at him and met his eyes.

Xiao Lingming, as always, couldn't see any emotion in those deep and handsome eyes, but the emperor touched the back of his head and said, "Minger, you have to understand it yourself."

Xiao Lingming blinked, "If it's something else, Ming'er will naturally think about it by himself. But Ming'er has never seen through your thoughts, so it's better to ask you directly."

As Xiao Lingming spoke, he leaned forward, raised his arms around Emperor Wu's waist, buried his face in the emperor's cold court clothes, and said in a muffled voice: "If you want to tell me, I'll listen. If you don't want to What I said is that tomorrow should not know."

Under Xiao Lingming's soft cheeks was a hard golden thread and precious orb, he heard a chuckle on the emperor's chest, and then Emperor Wu said inexplicably, "It is indeed what a concubine should do."

Emperor Wu stroked Xiao Lingming's icy long hair, then lowered his head to look at him.

In fact, Xiao Lingming didn't look like the child who acted like a baby in his arms in Hanyuan Hall for a long time.

His hair is interspersed with expensive and gorgeous hairpin decorations, and there are finely shimmering pearl powder rouge on his profile face that can be seen faintly.

Emperor Wu seemed to have a feeling, and sighed, "You and Ling Yi really have two temperaments, why isn't Ming'er a daughter?"

As soon as the word Lingyi came out, Xiao Lingming's heart tightened. In front of the emperor, everything about his sister was not so easy to deal with.

But this time, the emperor didn't seem to want him to deal with it. He smiled and said, "But it's not good if my daughter has a temperament like Qinghe, she is a man." He laughed and said, "Why can't you be like your sister?" some?"

"Qinghe is so fierce, you...you have become more and more soft in your actions over the years, and you really can't stand up."

However, Xiao Lingming sneered sneeringly, "You forgot, when I strangled Concubine Hui, it was you who said that my behavior was far better than that of Qinghe, and you taught me to change it, didn't you?"

Emperor Wu didn't expect him to choke, and after a moment he forcibly raised his face.He saw Xiao Lingming's expression was as cold as before.

When Emperor Wu was young, he was more ruthless and extreme than he is now. Xiao Lingming's actions that day pierced the pain in his heart for Princess Qinghe.

Sui'er and Zuo'er were originally a couple, he got angry for a moment, put the sword on Sui'er's neck, and forced Xiao Lingming to strangle Zuo'er who let him do things with his own hands.

It seemed that at the beginning of this day, the last thing belonging to Xiao Lingming in his body was broken, and since then he has been in the current soft appearance.

Thinking of this, Emperor Wu couldn't help but softened his heart a little and withdrew his hands, only holding him silently, as if deeply immersed in his own thoughts.

Seeing that he didn't intend to attack, Xiao Lingming put his heart back into his stomach.He obediently let Emperor Wu hug him, the emperor remained silent for a long time, until Xiao Lingming was about to fall asleep in the familiar fragrance of ambergris, he suddenly said: "I really regarded you as my nephew."

The Son of Heaven seemed to speak casually, but to Xiao Lingming, it sounded like the will of a fairy floating down from the clouds in nine nights, erasing all the doubts and puzzles he had hidden in his heart about the past years.

He froze all over, and the turbulent tears had already rolled in his eyes before he realized it.

He knew that the emperor's words were not deceiving.

——The sage did not come to deceive him.

At that time, Song Yu was so eagerly looking forward to having a child with Xiao Lingyi.Even if this child is born, he will not have the slightest status.

He didn't expect Xiao Lingyi's child, but Xiao Lingming's grew up more and more like Xiao Lingyi.Moreover, he was born at such a coincident age that Emperor Wu probably hugged him longer than all the princes and princesses.

He couldn't remember many things when he was young, but he, his sister and the saint in the Yongchang Hou Mansion at that time seemed to be a really happy family.

But this happiness did not last for a few years before it was completely overturned.

——The Marquis of Yongchang was razed to the ground, and Xiao Lingyi was bestowed to death in the Linchun Palace by the emperor who had been obsessed with her all her life.

And Xiao Lingming - the child who was coaxed to call him father after Song Yu's drinking back then, was made his concubine by Song Yu, who became the emperor.

No matter how impermanent the world is, the world of difference is nothing more than that.

Even though Xiao Lingming tried his best to endure it, Emperor Wu still felt the wetness in his chest. He had been messing with the situation and ruling the world all his life, but at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

He thought Xiao Lingming deserved to cry, he had never done anything, he was just an ignorant child back then, but he was implicated by his eldest sister and manipulated by him, as if he was doomed to spend a lifetime of carelessness.

"Do you hate Qinghe?" Emperor Wu asked slowly.

An ordinary Xiao Lingming might just say lightly that everything is over.But at this moment, his heart was full of depression and anger, forcing him to spit out his heart and soul, and he just gritted his teeth and endured it on his own, but finally said, "She did it on her own!"

The answer was not beyond the emperor's expectations, but he opened his mouth, as if what he said next made it difficult for him to say.

"...Then do you hate me?" The emperor looked down at his black hair and asked in a low voice.

Emperor Wu couldn't see Xiao Lingming's expression at this moment, but he could feel his hands gripping his robe tightly, and even the emperor's heartstrings were also tightened, and then he heard Xiao Lingming say: "...how could it be."

"—how could I hate you..."

……

There was no dynasty in Japan the next day, but Emperor Wu got up early because of Song Xian's successor. Xiao Lingming's mood was ups and downs, and he answered the remonstrance of the adults in the previous dynasty until midnight, so he couldn't get up.

After Emperor Wu washed and washed, he left the Zhaoyang Hall, turned around and went back to pick up a folded copy of Xiao Lingming's answer, and flipped through it.

After reading it hastily, the Son of Heaven only gave a chuckle with unknown meaning, not sure whether he was satisfied or not.

Xiao Lingming slept until the sun was sinking and he didn't get up.

At that time, the emperor's imperial decree had already come down, and the turmoil in the harem had already passed. Although no one dared to spread these things into the Zhaoyang Palace, Sui'er, who had to walk outside the palace, could not hide it from herself. Xiao Lingming washed up and chatted with him.

After Xiao Lingming finished listening, he just said: "Let them talk, I'm living in the harem every day, and these things are all I can talk about."

Sui'er nodded and asked again: "Aren't you angry?"

Xiao Lingming said earnestly: "I'm not a Bodhisattva, I will be annoyed. But they are pitiful, if I show annoyance and are seen by His Majesty, they may not be able to live."

"I am a person who lives stealthily in this world, and I have no reason to harm others."

Of course Sui'er knew what his heart disease was, so she leaned on his lap and softly persuaded: "You and Hou Fu are both implicated by her."

But Xiao Lingming said to himself: "She is such a smart person... I didn't understand it when I was a child. I thought she was just a twist, and she was too clever after all the tricks."

"——Now I feel that she is asking for death. The saint has such a deep friendship for her. If she is soft-hearted, even if she deserves death, the saint may...not necessarily be soft-hearted."

It was just casual gossip, but Xiao Lingming's face became cloudy and hesitant after he finished speaking.

It seemed that something that he had neglected for a long time flashed in his heart, but it inspired something he had never thought of like a sudden thunderstorm.After a while, he slowly denied what he had just said.

"—No, Song Yu also wanted her to die."

Xiao Lingming grasped Sui'er's hand suddenly as he said that, as if startled by something invisible, he hurriedly said: "He said that day that he wanted me to be buried and all the old things, if he made up his mind to want me die……"

If Emperor Wu really wanted to sacrifice himself to death, his contradictory actions these days seemed to have an explanation.

——Firstly, he was conferred the imperial concubine, and then he issued an imperial edict to adopt him, but now he let go of the previous years.It's just that the emperor knows that the time is not long, and finally teases the pet that has been kept for many years.