hold this little monk

"Huh? Thank you for what?" His Majesty was not annoyed by his rude behavior, but also smiled.

"If you hadn't chosen to sharpen him back then, and let him go to Dakai Temple, we would only be two people who have nothing to do with each other in this life. My life will always be free, and he will be working hard day and night, and it will not be like this. , this is one of them."

"Secondly, if you chose to let him enter the palace back then, and you raised him yourself, he might be a prince who is intelligent but deep in the city, decisive in killing, and ten fingers not touching the spring water. It will not be like now. The minister is indeed Not careful, but Yi Wang is careful, I have to say that his control of the relationship is really perfect, the minister can only be passive, but that's fine, they complement each other, it's really good, anyway, the minister is really lazy .”

He finished speaking in one breath, and was stunned for a while. These words were improvised, but if they hadn't been hidden deep in his heart and engraved in his soul, how could he speak so fluently.

In the past, Xiaoxuan never thought about why he was moved.

Was it the parting night in Dafeng Town that made him understand the weight of the person in front of him in his heart?Or was it the way he knelt down on one knee that caught him off guard and moved Fan Xin?

Or maybe earlier, when the earring fell to the ground crisply, deep in his heart, apart from the indescribable shock, there was also a trace of undetectable sweetness.

These words invisibly touched a chord in the heart of the old man on the bed.Her lips trembled, no one knew what she was thinking, and there was a faint glint in her eyes.

Xiaoxuan understood the nature of people very well, His Majesty definitely did not listen to the story of the two of them and was moved to such a state.She must have thought of something else, related to her, related to the first emperor.

Maybe they also had such a period of time before the first emperor met that man.

"Before he died, he grabbed my sleeve and asked me to take good care of Liu Yan and the son he and that man adopted. He also said a lot of words in a daze, very similar to what you just said..." She let out a long sigh, covered her eyes with a smile, and lay flat, "I have always regretted killing that person, thinking that if he lived, I would win him one day sooner or later, but if he dies, I will never lose my life." It will exceed his position in the heart of the late emperor."

Xiaoxuan saw her staring blankly at the bed curtains, and the alarm sounded in his heart, he dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, the past is the past, now..."

"Dozens of years have passed," His Majesty interrupted him, and said, "I just realized that it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies. They are very similar to you, the late Emperor and Ling'er are also very similar, but Your Majesty is even more similar. She is romantic and affectionate, but Ling'er is much more restrained because she has been in the temple for a long time."

"Yes, King Yi is fine." Xiaoxuan said without thinking.

Hearing this sincere and extreme tone, the queen suddenly smiled, as if she heard something childish.After a while, she said again: "You two are lucky. It took me decades to untie that knot, and then you appeared in front of my eyes, and you are so similar to them. It's simply... It's their reincarnation. "

Unfortunately, they were never someone's reincarnation.

"I have something to tell you," His Majesty said calmly, "After I die, I will not be in the tomb with the late emperor."

"..." This kind of troublesome burden was thrown on his shoulders, and he said why he was the first to come in, because he didn't want to hurt his children because of his feelings.Xiaoxuan thought helplessly, and agreed, "I remember it."

Hearing his straightforward response, His Majesty smiled gratifiedly.She knew that only people like them who felt the same way would understand what was involved, and those old pedants would only babble a bunch of nonsense.

The years never stop, everyone is like Kuafu chasing the sun, running until the arrival of black and white impermanence.

"Good boy," her voice was extremely soft, like the kindest grandma, with gentle and picturesque eyebrows, "you step back."

Just when Xiaoxuan was about to ask if he needed to call other people in, he heard her say.

"There's no need to let anyone else in."

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Until the egg yolk in the sky also disappeared, leaving only its afterglow to shine on the earth, the palace was more depressing than ever.Both Gong'e and the concubine have seen the secret behind the fortified palace.

Who is not waiting for this day to come?They counted the days, and they had nothing else to do.The embroiderers began to struggle to make choices inside the shrouds, just like crows that landed on the locust tree outside the palace, looking for the right time to report the funeral.

Fortunately, there are many rules and strict security in the palace, and the news that has spread through every long street in the palace has not been allowed to spread for the time being-many people of different forces are trying to spread the news.

For example, Ming An, who is silent at the entrance of the Imperial Hospital now——Wu Zhongqian beside him.

Ming An remained silent. He was afraid that there would be so many people for more than a day or two, and no one cared.His heart was beating faster now, and he felt bad, not so much fear, but more a premonition of something bad to come.

He watched Wu Zhongqian talking with other imperial doctors, some young eunuchs walked past them from time to time, the noisy imperial hospital disappeared in his eyes, he looked at the world in front of him, as if he was watching a pantomime.His mind gradually drifted away and landed on his fiercely beating heart.

Why is his heart beating so fast?

Why did he feel dizzy and nauseous?

Why can't I suppress the feeling of panic?

He thought of his home, the frontier town.When he was seven years old, he played house with other dolls. When he was chased and beaten, it was his grandmother who helped him drive away those bad guys.

Apart from his mother, his grandmother is his closest relative.

But now lying on the bed, the old man whose life or death is uncertain is completely different from his grandmother.She is noble and gorgeous, graceful and luxurious, well-read poetry and books, majestic and majestic.She shouldn't have appeared in his Ming An's life, she should have lived in other people's mouths, how could she become his grandma?

These days he has received many honors and favors, and those honors and favors do not surprise him, but only make him uneasy.He feels that he is not worthy, he is not a person of this level, why should he deal with people of this level?In order to let him understand what it means to be ashamed?

Therefore, he shouldn't have a grandma. All along, he has never really regarded her as a relative.Grandma Huang is a too cold title, and her favorites are also cold gold and silver treasures——Ming An is a poor child, he thought he would love to death the wealth that he would never get in his life, but the day he got it, he would never get it again. Hate those things.

If Grandma Huang wasn't so powerful, would she be like an ordinary old man now, talking to herself more about her biological father?

……

Ming An's mood became more and more restless, and every thought had to linger in his mind for a while, like the eye of a typhoon, occupying his thoughts forcefully.

Wu Zhongqian was explaining something to a certain imperial physician, and glanced at Ming An, and saw that his eyes were blank, staring straight ahead, as stiff as a corpse.He smiled, called a servant in front of everyone, gave him something, and said something.

Now Ming An has fallen into his vortex, and Wu Zhongqian can't be controlled anymore.

The curtain was slowly drawn up.