Sweet Beauty

When Ah Shu heard the nurse's salute, she hurriedly turned her head to look at the door of the house.

With her eyes facing each other, she could only see the deep blackness in his eyes, which were intricate and deep, making it difficult for people to distinguish them clearly. Recalling what he just said, I was suddenly afraid that he would misunderstand, so he hurriedly searched for a pillow, and carefully pulled out his arm from the back of the child's head, settled them, and then got up and walked out as quietly as possible.

Liu Xiu didn't say a word, and turned to walk with her.

Going straight to the courtyard far away from the door, Ashu gradually slowed down, looked at him anxiously, and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't misunderstand, what I said just now is that I don't want to let Po Nu and A Dai go. It's just to add to the sadness, it's not... something else."

The "other meaning" she was referring to was naturally for fear that he would misunderstand that he still had feelings for Zhang Hou.

Liu Xiu was silent for a while, sighed softly, reached out and stroked her top of her hair, and said, "I know."

Ah Shu suddenly raised her head, a little in disbelief.

He smiled again and said: "You came with me from Chang'an, and on the day you parted from Junshan, he once told me that you missed your mother when you were young, and when you grow up, you have the opportunity to recognize each other, and then you realize that your biological mother is not a good kind."

There is a warm sun in autumn, but once the west wind blows, it will suddenly become cold.

Ashu looked up at him, vaguely remembering the old things, her body trembled slightly, and there were hazy tears in her eyes, she said with difficulty: "Yes, my biological mother is not a kind, and when I fall into a dream by chance, I often want to ask her, If you don't cherish me, why did you have to suffer the pain of being pregnant to give birth to me? Wouldn't it be better if you were alone."

Liu Xiu met her eyes full of tears, and her mind turned back and forth for a while, and the many thoughts that she had managed to dispel reappeared again.

Countless rationality and impulsiveness were intertwined in his chest, and he wanted to tell her loudly that he didn't care about hatred or origin. But according to my sister-in-law, the death of my brother was like the shackles that shackled him. He taught him that every time he opened his mouth, there was an overwhelming amount of guilt and pain, and he couldn't say a word.

After a long while, he still felt dizzy and hard to understand, so he rubbed his eyebrows with difficulty, avoiding her eyes and saying, "Don't think too much, it will hurt your heart. For now, let's treat the funeral first. Other things, Let me think again."

After all, turn around and walk away.

A Shu looked at his back with slightly messy footsteps, and the ray of hope that had just risen in her heart quietly fell back.

…

On the second day after Mrs. Fan left, Liu Yu ordered people in Xindu to pay tribute to everyone. Officials, family members and big families in the city all came to Xin Palace to offer their condolences.

Poor Po Nu and A Dai, as children, they were led by their wet nurse and maid at a very young age, and they wore sackcloth and filial piety for their mother.

Liu Xiu was even more busy. There is Mrs. Fan's funeral in the Xin Palace, and there is an imminent war in Bingzhou outside. He needs to take care of both sides, and he is busy with almost no rest;

After careful calculation, the two have been sleeping on their pillows for several days in a row, and have never spoken properly. Liu Xiu was more like escaping. Every day, she ordered someone to come back to tell her that she didn't have to wait at night.

It was not until three days before the army left for the expedition that Mrs. Fan went to the funeral.

Liu Yu had already said that Mrs. Fan was not allowed to enter the ancestral tomb of Liu's family in Dongjun, and the mourners could only be Fan Xiao who knew about it. He set off with confidence and confidence, and quietly sent Mrs. Fan back to the Fan family's hometown for burial.

Others didn't know the inside story, and they still came to see each other at this time. Liu Yu and A Shu, as well as Liu Zhao and their two children, were also sent to the city gate prescription all the way to the city gate in self-confidence.

Perhaps it was because she was too tired for the past two days, and it was rare to see so many people outside the palace. Before getting back on the carriage, Adai felt a little sleepy. There were pitiful tears on his little face, which made people feel especially distressed.

Seeing her sister crying, Po Nu hurriedly ran over, wiping her tears while coaxing, "A sister doesn't cry, she doesn't cry."

Liu Yu had already walked to the side of the horse and was about to turn over. At this moment, seeing this scene, his heart was sour and soft, and he stepped forward in three or two steps and picked up Adai.

She gradually stopped her tears, her eyelids drooped, and she looked sleepy, but lying in Liu Yu's arms, she didn't seem to be used to it.

Liu Xiu has very little leisure on weekdays, and although he is not estranged from the child, he is not too close to him.

However, Po Nu walked to A Shu's side very obediently, reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes, looking up at her eagerly.

Ashu bent over and touched his head, stepped forward and hugged Adai from Liu Yu's arms, and said softly, "Your Majesty, let me do it." She was very familiar with holding the child's buttocks and legs with one hand and protecting her with the other. Holding the child's shoulders, she leaned in front of her, swayed and hummed the folk tune of Handan softly and softly.

A Dai was already drowsy, and now she was in a familiar embrace. She couldn't help but vaguely called "Auntie", then dropped her head strangely, and fell asleep on A Shu's shoulder.

Ah Shu freed up a hand and held the broken slave, and the three of them got into the carriage together.

Until the carriage reeled slowly, Liu Yufang, who was always watching, came back to his senses, put away his complicated eyes, and mounted the horse to go to the Xin Palace.

Recently, he has been worrying about how to arrange these two children, but he doesn't know since when, Shu and the two children have become so close.

For a while, he remembered the scene when Ah Shu was teasing with Chang'er in his arms when he was in Handan. She is so delicate and gentle, and if she really wants to raise her young child, she will surely be able to get the child's wholehearted dependence and love.

But every time I think about it, the miserable situation of my brother and the words of my sister-in-law will surface.

Struggling all the way, everyone gradually walked to the palace.

A Shu carefully sent the two children into the house. The army set off a few days later, and Liu Xiu had nothing to do that day, so he also wandered in the court.

Feng Yu stood quietly by the side, and after Liu Zhao left, she stared at the inside and outside of the house for a while, then Fang quietly walked to Liu Yu's side and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Queen is very close to the two young masters, and there is a Queen. Here, nothing will happen."

Liu Yu's eyes fluctuated, Feng Yu has always been a stable person, and has a unique vision. If she can say this, she must also appreciate Ah Shu from the bottom of her heart. With a thought, he suddenly walked to the secluded side room and asked Feng Mi to sit down, before hesitatingly said, "Man, I have something that I have buried in my heart for a long time, and I still don't know how to choose."

Feng Er can be considered to have watched him grow up since he was a child. Now that he has no other parents, he has nowhere to ask, so he has to ask her.

Feng Nuo heard the words, her eyes softened a little, as if she remembered him when she was young, and smiled and called the past name: "Young master, let's talk, the maid definitely knows everything."

This "Young Master" is really kind, and Liu Yu's hands that were clenched on his knees gradually loosened: "I probably guessed it, it is related to the two children of my brother and Zhao Ji. The two children are related to Zhao Ji. When I was young and lost my parents, I want to raise it under my name, and in the future, the broken slave will be like my eldest son. When I die, he can inherit it. But—"

Before he could say it, Feng Mi had already guessed: "Young master is worried about Zhao Ji's identity and recognizes the daughter of his father's enemy as his mother, so he might be criticized. In the future, when the two young masters grow up, it will inevitably be painful?"

"That's right." Liu Xiu rubbed his brows wearily again, and repeated what Mrs. Fan had said earlier.

Hearing this, Feng Li sighed softly, and said slowly: "Young Master's worries are not without reason. The maid knows that Young Master treats his family and relatives with purity and filial piety, and even more guilty to Young Master Boyan, and only wants to share today and the future. Everything that can be given to the two young masters can make up for the regrets in my heart."

Hearing the words, Liu Yu's usually gentle face showed a hint of sadness, and he slowly lowered his eyes to hide the warmth in his eyes.

"But have you ever thought about what would happen if you hand over all of this to Young Master Ponu and have his own heirs in the future? Besides, even though Zhao Ji is the daughter of the Queen Mother, she has never committed any heinous deeds. , how is it unfair to treat her?"

Liu Xiu's face became more and more gloomy, and she said in a hoarse voice, "I know I can't handle Zhao Ji. She is indeed innocent, and I should not implicate her. In the future, as long as she and Zhao's family can completely get rid of their relationship with Zhang Hou, if I If she can succeed, she will do her best to ensure that she will live a happy life and keep the Zhao family prosperous. If she has a son—"

What if you have a son with Zhao Ji?

Suddenly there was a hint of confusion in his heart. Although he never thought about it, would he really be willing to let him and Ah Shu's son be deprived of the chance to inherit in the future when they were born?

At this point, he suddenly couldn't speak, and all that appeared in front of him were the woman's frown and smile. He knew in his heart that she would never feel resentment because of this, but when it came to the end, it was as if he was reluctant to bear it.

Feng Li showed a somewhat clear smile: "Young master, why don't you think about Young Master Boyan? What kind of temperament does he have? If Quanxia knows, seeing that Young Master has wronged himself in this way for the sake of breaking slaves and Adai, I am afraid that I will be reluctant in every possible way. Young Master You don't have to take Madam's words to heart, everything today and in the future is due to the son's hard work, the son only always cherishes benevolence and never forgets the kindness of his elder brother, he is worthy of son Boyan."

"As for the two young masters, they are still young. The queen is kind-hearted and will take good care of her. Why don't you wait for her to choose her own, should she be raised under the son's knees?" She said with a deeper smile on her face. After a bit more, "The maid sees that Young Master Ponu is small, but his temperament is similar to that of his father. In the future, I am afraid that he will not want the Young Master to take too much care of him."

"Young Master, don't bind your hands, feet and heart because of hatred in your heart, or even guilt. The Queen is a pure and kind woman who deserves to be cherished by your son."

Liu Yu was stunned when he heard the words, and fell into deep thought.

In the past year or so, he has always been immersed in the guilt of his brothers and sisters and even his two children, but he has often forgotten himself, let alone his wife.

He had to admit that he loved Ah Shu. This kind of love seems to have gradually surpassed the love that he thought was adequate.

He looked at her, no longer only thinking about the beauty in front of him, but began to yearn for the next three years, five years, and even ten years. Although he hasn't come up with a reason yet, he is very clear that no matter where he goes, he will definitely give her a place.

I don't know how long it took, when he returned to his senses, Feng Li had already left quietly.

Outside the house, Ah Shu had already explained to the nurse and the maids, and now she was standing outside the door, calling him softly, "Your Majesty, are you going back?"

The late autumn sun shines on her, reflecting a warm color.

Liu Xiu looked in a daze, slowly got up and stepped out, silently holding her one hand in the palm, nodded and said, "Go home."

…

That night, the candles were all extinguished, and all the sounds were silent, occasionally mixed with a few indistinguishable light breaths.

Liu Yu never fell asleep as soon as he touched his pillow like the previous two days.

Under the hazy moonlight, he stared at Ah Shu's face and body covered in thin sweat and crimson, and his dark eyes were full of confused emotions.

He endured his unsteady breathing, kissing the delicate skin on the corners of her lips and ears, while calling out "child".

A Shu was a little unbearable because of his sudden and violent passion, so he just murmured, not having time to think about his abnormality.

Until the fire gradually went out, the two lay down with their necks crossed, he wrapped her thin back with one hand, and gently combed her long hair scattered on the pillow with the other, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ashu, I know you are always reluctant to show me. Nature, just because I am afraid that I will care about your origin."

As soon as the voice fell, he gradually noticed that the body of the delicate man in his arms was gradually stiffening.

"I did mind in the past." He kissed her forehead comfortingly, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "In the future, I can't guarantee that I will not mind at all. But I am willing to try my best to forget it and tell myself, The enmity of your brother has nothing to do with you."

When he said this, Junrong, who was hidden in the dark, slowly flushed: "Ashu, I am happy with you, whether you will become a king or a loser in the future, as long as you still want to stay by my side, I will never let you go. I won't leave you. I just hope you-- also slowly try to open up to me."

The author has something to say: I suddenly found out that everyone in the text is dead...!