Huaibi

Ping Huaizhen knelt down for a long time, the day when the imperial power came to him, he didn't know whether his fate could be controlled freely.

The cold wind brought in a few sporadic snow from the broken window, and it was melted into wisps of smoke before it hit the ground, odorless and without a trace.

It was night when I came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the sky was full of fluffy cotton, and the palace people in the corridor were still kneeling, unable to recover from the shock for a long time, dumbfounded, thinking that their lives were doomed, yes It's time to turn into history with the past spring and autumn... Among all the appearances, only Jiang Chang still has a condensed mind, with beads of sweat that can't be blown away by the snow and wind on his forehead. Standing up, the ecstasy and relief of witnessing his complete safety floated in his eyes, and he moved closer to him and asked in a trembling voice: "Prince... will the crown prince return to the palace?"

Ping Huaizhen didn't answer for a while, as if he forgot that he had already finished the scene, where should he go after leaving the palace, only a mess of people and things remained in his mind.He raised his eyes slightly to look at the moonless sky, and it took him a while to sort out his urgency, and asked, "Where is Master Li now?"

"Fang is still here," Jiang Changya replied cautiously in a low voice, "Seeing that this side has settled down, he retreated first, maybe... maybe he has arrived at Xu'an Hall."

"Okay," Ping Huaizhen nodded, "Go to the Queen's residence."

"Whoo."

Jiang Chang hurriedly took two steps down the steps to meet him, and when he turned around, he waved behind the prince, signaling to the guards who had not put their swords back into their sheaths to protect him.Occasionally, two or three drops of uncondensed blood dripped down the stone steps along the blade of the sword, melting into the white snow deep red.

Ping Huaizhen walked through the corpses, as if walking in the same empty courtyard as usual, walking forward without looking sideways.The night was chaotic, without a car, and without a chariot, he walked around the palace alleys that were gradually calming down. He knew that although the night had passed and the dawn was approaching, the queen must have never closed her eyes at night and was looking forward to him anxiously.

There was an obscure candle in the cold palace, so Ping Huaizhen went in, and didn't stop until the last curtain, and tapped lightly on the pillar with his fingers.Suddenly, there was a rustling in the curtain, and then a voice pretended to be calm, trembling slightly and asked solemnly: "Who is disturbing?"

"Queen Mother, it's the son-in-law who has come."

The queen closed her empty eyes, tightened the bed curtain with her fingers, and suddenly two lines of happy tears rolled down.

Ping Huaizhen walked in through the curtain, seeing this scene, felt indescribably sad, hurriedly stepped forward and squatted beside the bed, covering the Queen's cold hand on her lap.

"The son and minister made the mother suffer."

The queen shook her head and laughed, choked up and couldn't say the word "no bitterness", she pulled out her hand from his palm, and slowly stroked his side face, unable to ask a word of the many worries that filled her heart tonight, as if at this moment Seeing that he is safe, he knows everything and is satisfied.She had a sore throat for a long time, but in the end she didn't ask anything, she just smiled and said: "Now that the dust has settled, there is no one to bully the prince, and I can feel at ease."

"Yes, Empress Dowager, don't worry, my father will place Zen on me. Empress Mother is the empress dowager of this world. All the demons and demons of the past have been burned away." Ping Huaizhen lowered her words like her, as gentle as coaxing a young child "The night is about to disperse, and the empress would like to rest for a while. When the sky is completely clear, I will order Yantong to accompany you and welcome you back to the Hall of Fengyi. I want everyone in the palace to watch with open eyes in the blue sky and white day. You She is the empress of the main palace, she will be the empress dowager, no one in the world can shake her."

"What the prince said, my palace is enough." The queen nodded with tears in her eyes, said "yes" several times, and let go of his hand reluctantly, "The prince, go, my palace is waiting..."

Ping Huaizhen responded, and waited patiently for Jiang Chang to help her back to sleep on the couch, carefully lowered the curtain, and personally dimmed the candle and left.

After the sound of footsteps left, the cough that had been suppressed for a long time came out from inside the tent, louder than louder.Wu Yangcheng, who had been waiting in the hall, frowned and approached the table, poured warm tea to the side of the bed, lifted the curtain to help the queen sit up, and managed to feed half a cup.

"The queen's cough is getting worse, and the slave has invited the imperial physician."

"No, don't scare the prince," the queen suddenly clenched his wrist, fearing that he would really leave. Seeing that he didn't force himself to move, she relaxed a little, and said with a desolate smile, "This is not the fault of my body. It's going up... the sky is getting colder, and it's nothing to feel the wind and cold at night."

Wind and cold can be cured, but poison cannot be cured.

No one knows better than herself. In order to force out the smallpox poison, the poisonous poison was used to attack each other. It is amazing to extend her life. Even the imperial physician once sighed that the poison entered the brain and blinded her eyes And her body is not damaged, it is really rare, why is she not satisfied to live to this day with her obsession?

She got what she wished for, the villain lost power, the crown prince turned into a dragon, she finally lived to wait until this day.If there are still regrets, it may be that she can't wait to see Emperor Hongxuan confer the seal with her own eyes, see Pinghuai and Lifeng empresses embrace their children and grandchildren, and see the people all over the world praise each other. Emperor Daoxin is indeed a generation of saints in history Jun.

But it was enough, she was no longer greedy, she was born childless and desolate all her life, but God bestowed her with peace and comfort, and has been with her for so many years, such a blessing, she is no longer greedy.

The queen thought about the prince's childhood. At that time, the children had no rules. Sometimes they called her "mother" and sometimes they only knew how to call her "mother". Satisfied, I lowered the curtain again, and listened to the faint and non-stop sound of light snow outside, and felt that my head was not cold at night...

The morning sun was thicker than when he entered the palace before, Ping Huaizhen paused a little after walking out, and suddenly felt that the day was indeed in front of him.After a while, he set off to go back to the Xu'an Palace, and after walking halfway, he remembered something, turned his head to Jiang Chang and asked, "What happened to the person who was imprisoned in the cold palace last night?"

"It's still there," Jiang Chang hesitated a little, and after hesitating, he still told him truthfully, "Master Li gave him a way out last night, but before he did anything cruel, the servant just locked him up and ordered people to watch him, not knowing how to deal with it." .”

Ping Huaizhen was surprised to hear that, but without thinking too much, he said indifferently: "Qingjue should answer him, but I should not."

Jiang Chang understood: "The slave understands, and later ordered someone to take care of this matter properly."

"Caning."

Jiang Chang's heart tightened, and Xiaoping realized that he had never lost his grudges.

Compared with the ruthless generation in the palace, the prince has always been regarded as the kind-hearted one in his eyes, and he has always been like this no matter what he has experienced for many years.But now this inconspicuous person, the crown prince personally wants him to be whipped to death.

Ping Huaizhen remembered this account clearly, how many scars the whip had left on the young He Jinyi back then, he had to pay it back a lot.

"Hey." Jiang Chang knew the importance, so he stopped delaying the matter and stopped accompanying him.

Ping Huaizhen also stopped, and turned his head to explain: "You go to Yeting Palace first, take Yantong to the queen mother, and ask people to clean the front courtyard of Fengyi Hall, and prepare a palanquin to wait for you. The crown prince wants to personally welcome the queen back to the palace."

"Prince, don't worry, the slave will go now."

After saying that, he turned around and returned, Ping Huaizhen took a second look before retracting his gaze, picked up his pace and continued walking, and returned to the hall after a while.

The Xu'an Palace, which catches the eye, seems to be out of the way, without the slightest chaos, standing in the palace where the flames are burning all night, and the lamps in the corridor are still brightly lit.

But it was too quiet.

Presumably, among the loyal people around the prince, there will eventually be those who are greedy for life.

Ping Huaizhen didn't think it was a surprise, but he was really tired and didn't rush to deal with it, so he pushed the door and entered the hall alone.Indoor Li Qingjue waited for a long time, heard familiar footsteps and walked out to meet each other.

The whole body was still wrapped in the chill from the snow, Ping Huaizhen's eyes swayed lightly with the heavy curtain, he lost his mind for a while, retracted his eyes and looked at Li Qingjuan, and took off the cold mask on his face with his hand, deliberately hiding his tiredness. He said with a relaxed smile: "Did Qing Jue even forget to pick this thing after returning home for a while?"

Li Qingjue had indeed forgotten, feeling the cool breeze blowing on his face at this moment, recalling that he just stood numbly in the room, how long he had been alone for a long time.

"The mask my uncle asked someone to make in the past is quite good." Ping Huaizhen stroked the cold thing in his hand, and stroked his cheek with the other hand, "it's lifelike, and it's even more deceptive, but I don't see you using it." Several times."

"Prince thinks it good?" Li Qingjue shook his head, "I think it's not as good as this cold iron. Such a thin layer of stuff covering my face will make me forget what I was originally born with."

Ping Huaizhen felt a sudden pain in his heart and hugged him into his arms.

"No more, Qingjue, from now on, everything in the world can be given to you whatever you wish."

His voice is sweet, and everything is in his pocket, but what use does he want everything in this world to use?

Li Qingjue laughed lightly at himself, closed his eyes and leaned on Ping Huaizhen's shoulders, the dull pain that had been hidden for more than ten years suddenly became alive again, and the knife cut in his heart profusely.

He wants his family to be safe, but the treasures in the world can't be exchanged; he wants "He Jinyi" to be upright, but the glory and wealth are irresistible; Even taking your life to pay for it is empty talk.

Now he can only ask for what he can ask for, begging for Ping Huaizhen to rule the prosperous age, and begging for Rong Xi Lianhua to finally release him from the inextricable shackles of this life, and from now on just live in style and find some happiness.

Years of suffering at least taught him what to do and what not to do.

"Forget it," he warmed up for a moment, straightened his body a few inches away, did not say a word of what was in his mind to Ping Huaizhen, and said calmly, "You take a rest, thinking that you are busy today, you still need to work hard...wait When everything is settled, I will congratulate the prince again on the completion of the great undertaking."

The light from the outside shone inside, and the sky became brighter again. Ping Huaizhen nodded and shook his head again, holding his hand and rubbing it intimately under his chin: "Don't stop, I'll come back to see you, and I will send my mother back to Fengyi Palace later. Come rest with you again."

"it is good."

"The people you lead are still outside the hall, how to arrange them properly is up to you to consider."

Li Qingjue paused for a moment, heard this and almost asked what was in his heart, but in the end he just looked at him for a while, nodded and said: "Let the dreamer go out of the palace first, take off his armor to rest, and then make plans. Xi has gone to meet Lianhua outside the palace, I will stay here and wait for news from the two of them."

Ping Huaizhen listened carefully, agreed to everything in the words, lowered her head and kissed him lightly on the forehead.