Rebirth of Buddhism

Fu Zhiyu believes that in the palace, Fu Qingyan's favorite person is his mother and concubine, but this so-called love is also based on comparison, if compared with power, these are nothing.

But Fu Qingyan can't be truly cruel, he has liking in his heart, so his feelings towards Concubine Yun Gui are extremely complicated, it's love mixed with guilt, but he doesn't dare to be presumptuous too much, for fear of this unique Emotions were taken advantage of, breaking the balance he had maintained.

Especially when Fu Zhiyu grew up and showed different talents and abilities, he felt happy for this child in his heart. After all, he was the son born to him and the woman he loves the most. Is the child doing well?But on the one hand, he dared not, did not dare to favor too much, did not want to favor too much.

Everyone wants to leave the most precious things to their favorite son, including the throne, but if Fu Qingyan really reveals it too clearly, Lin and Xue, who are still in power, will not let it go, and will bring him endless endless trouble.

Maintaining balance is dictated by his character, and it is also something that must be done in the position of emperor.

Emperor Qing Yuan couldn't help but think that it would be great if Fu Zhiyu was a princess. He had chosen this name before Concubine Yun Gui was born. It would be even better if she was like her mother and concubine. He must be spoiled and spoiled her as the most noble woman in the world, but this fetus was born against his wishes and was a boy.

This child does look very much like his mother and concubine, and he also has a little temper. Sometimes he coincides with the image of Yuan Wanyun who was famous in the capital when he was young, which can make Emperor Qing Yuan stunned for a long time.

But Fu Zhiyu's cleverness sometimes scares him. This is the emperor's instinctive vigilance. Fu Qingyan's throne is not easy to come by. He is a little too concerned about this position, so that he always has a lingering feeling about the replacement of positions. Go on guard.

He has learned from the failure experience of the previous two emperors, he does not favor favors exclusively, and takes care of the harem, so as to avoid such a thing that almost caused the imperial power of the Fu family to decline due to lack of heirs again.Now there are more than a dozen children in the palace, among which there are seven princes. The oldest prince is 21 years old, and the youngest sixteenth prince is only six months old. It finally solved his hidden worries, but there are more children, and the new one Worry came again.

When Fu Zhiyu saw these two imperial edicts, he had already guessed about Emperor Qingyuan's mental journey. He was someone who had read the original text, so he knew very well the twists and turns in Emperor Qingyuan's heart, although in his opinion this person It's completely overthinking, but Fu Qingyan is really this kind of person.

It is tiring for a man to be defensive and worrying all the time, especially in front of the woman he loves.

The fact that Fu Zhiyu became stupid allowed Emperor Qing Yuan to temporarily put down part of his defensiveness, or perhaps he finally found a reason to let go.

He finally feels that this child and his beloved woman can be completely controlled by him, and there will be no factors that will make him unstable in the future, and it will not have any impact on the balance. Some, and nothing.

Concubine Yun Gui is also a person who knows Fu Qingyan very well. She can do anything that Fu Zhiyu can think of. After clearing up her mood, she said in a low voice: "The crown prince and the Xue family still have doubts. The nails in our palace are all eager to move, wanting to find out if you are really stupid. Although the emperor said he tried it, but he believed it directly, he..."

"People always believe what they want to see," Fu Zhiyu said, and he gently wiped away the tears on his mother's face, "Let's not talk about him, let's talk about other things.

The imperial concubine's ceremony will start in three days. I will definitely look at the House of Internal Affairs and sew the most beautiful clothes for my concubine. By then, my concubine must be the most beautiful woman in the world. "

Concubine Yun Gui burst out laughing, touched her face, and said, "I'm already old, so there's nothing good or bad about it."

"I say it's pretty, so it's pretty," Fu Zhiyu said softly, holding her hand, "Mother must believe me."

Concubine Yun Gui stopped talking, just looked at him and smiled.

Since the first time she conceived, her heart was almost ashamed, and she only felt that life was gloomy. Even if Fu Qingyan spoiled her to heaven a few years later, she would only feel that this man was extremely disgusting.

She even thought about dying. After all, every day was a struggle for her. The turning point was Fu Zhiyu. Like a miracle, her injured body conceived another child.

This child is not at all like his father. He is smart, kind, and cute. He is her unique treasure. Concubine Yun Gui is no longer loveless. She seems to have gained a second growth and has grown into a mother who is as strong as iron inside. .

But Zhiyu used to be very busy. At a young age, she spent all day reading and writing, or else she had other things to do, and sometimes she couldn't speak a few words a day.

But after he got sick, he seemed to have changed, he was very clingy, he was with her all day long, and he could talk and make her laugh. Although he was filial before, he was not like now, willing to say anything coquettish, It was as if honey had been smeared on her mouth, and other lovable movements followed, as if she was hugging a soft cotton jacket in winter, and as if she had armor to protect her.

Concubine Yun felt that she had a much happier life these days, and even when she saw Fu Qingyan, she felt that he was not so annoying.

She selfishly thought that it would be fine if it was like this in the future, just like a pair of ordinary mother and son who don't want to know how good Yu is, but only want to be with him for a long time.

Fu Zhiyu said to stare at the auspicious clothes of the imperial concubine, he didn't just talk, he really set off.

He didn't think it was strange for a man to watch the embroiderers in the palace making clothes, anyway, he was doing everything normally now, and he wasn't afraid of others talking about it.

The news that the Ninth Prince sealed King Zhao spread quickly, and everyone in the palace knew about it. Although they didn't understand why the prince could love him even more after he became a fool, no one in the palace would dare to offend the Liuli Palace.

The nuns of the embroidery workshop carefully waited on the side, with a smile on their faces: "King Zhao, don't worry, the embroidery workshop is busy day and night, and the gold and silver threads are used like running water. I must use the best materials for the imperial concubine Yun. Make the most luxurious auspicious clothes."

Fu Zhiyu nodded, turned his head and smiled at her, and said, "Don't be nervous, Mammy."

He saw that the nanny was getting old and sweaty, as if he was afraid that he would come to find trouble, so he motioned her to sit down.

Mammy stared at him blankly, and said: "The master is not sitting down, how can the slaves..."

Fu Zhiyu was helpless, he had been in the system space for a long time, and his thoughts had long been less feudal. He thought for a while, took a plate of snacks next to him, stuffed it into Mammy's arms, and said, "Mammy just sit here. , eat some snacks, don't follow."

He looked up and down, and felt that the way those embroiderers were flying with their needles and threads was also very interesting. He had never paid attention to these things in his previous life, and he was busy fighting. He didn't know that a hidden flower on his clothes needed a The embroiderer has been meticulously embroidering for so long.

Although this is a book, there is no mention of these embroidered women in the book, but they still exist out of the perfection of the world, living their own lives.

Anyway, Fu Zhiyu looked at it and thought it was much more interesting than the main plot.

He picked up a silver needle casually, just to look at it, but he missed it all of a sudden, and the needle pricked his fingertip.

The pain was so painful that his finger squeezed out a drop of blood pitifully. Fu Zhiyu quickly wiped it off, pretending nothing happened, otherwise the palace people behind him would make a fuss again.

But the blood was wiped off, but the silver needle that accidentally stabbed him slowly turned red under Fu Zhiyu's eyes, as if infected by that drop of blood, Fu Zhiyu felt a little hot when he touched it, after a while , it gradually returned to its original state.

Fu Zhiyu:? ? ?

What's happening here?My blood...is it poisonous?

He realized in an instant that the main god had told him about the mutation, but there was no movement for several days, so he put it behind him.

Fu Zhiyu frowned, and was the first to worry about whether the people she had been in contact with would be affected badly, such as the concubine mother.

He couldn't stay in the embroidery room any longer, he put away the silver needle, turned around and planned to go back to the palace.