The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 852 Chapter 852: Outside, My Husband Is A Spirit Guardian (3) [Tanabata Festival]

The woman said, "You live here quietly, you should have checked the past, too? Don't deny that there are books in the study, I know better than you. The world is unstable and there are many contradictions in the world. My mother spends seven days a day. Eight hours of busy affairs. Can you follow Taifu into the palace and look at her several times a year, and me? When you get tired of learning, you have a temperament and do n’t learn, Taifu coaxed you patiently, but me? I I can only accompany books, and I have something to learn every day. In my spare time, I was taken to the folks to observe the people's sentiments. I worked as a dock worker, learned to beg on the street to ask for food, and visited the people in the countryside ... Can I also hate you? I do n’t even dare to get sick, except for the maid, who is unaccompanied by you, you are a little bit sick, Tai Fu stays awake all night, and my mother is too busy to hold on Taiyi asked many times. Wei Ai, you have a relaxed and happy life, but have you ever thought about other people's lives?

Wan Yue outside the house heard heartily.

"Mother also said before she was dying. She regrets that you have made it too easy! Only so much time to think about it. Tai Fu feels guilty and spoils you too naively. The rumors can make you think Difficult, you have to talk about, apart from the throne, what else is worthy of you? "The woman said," This world was hit by a mother. You are just her son, not her own. This world Whatever you want to give, what if you are her son? Must the world be left to you? "

The youth said unbearably, "I never thought about this world! I just hope she recognizes my identity, I can call her mother solemnly, and I can write her genealogically ... But everyone tells me that I'm just her Shame! "

He was not sensible and was used by others to become a sharp blade inserted into his chest.

He has been in the spirit for twelve years. He really thought he was an unfilial son and was not sad at all?

"You are on the clan of Wei's genealogy, remembering the sister-in-law," said the woman. "On the genealogical tree, the main room next to Taifu remembers Liu Lanting."

The youth never returned to God.

"My mother only wanted to have one at that time, but just cared for Taifu and risked giving birth to you again. The original intention was to let you accompany Taifu and inherit Wei's." The woman said quietly, "I'm in front of people, so far I can only call him Taifu, I want to call him his father seriously. "

Youth is speechless.

"Forget it, it's all the old yellow calendar more than ten years ago. I didn't come here to talk nonsense with you," said the woman. "You should get married with that Ning Wanyue. As your sister, you should always send it. Congratulations. If you and her descendants can be of great use, I will pardon them into the court. If you figure it out, send someone to tell me. If you don't figure it out, continue to be your guardian. "

There was a widow before the death of her mother, and she was punished for guarding her for 12 years. Now she has expired.

Ning Wanyue first time, and the last time to see Wei Yan's sister Jiang Yan.

Seeing the other party coming out, Ning Bangyue saluted hurriedly.

The other side stood by her side and said aloud, "Take care of him for him, don't spoil him too much."

I?

Ning Bangyue opened her eyes in fright, waiting for her to return to God, and people had gone, leaving only countless "employees" and "dowry".

"Lang Jun? Your sister ..."

The young man's face was calm, his mood was very bad, and he fiddled with the strings.

"Call me Fushou, I want to hear, someone calls me like this again."

Young people have first names, surnames Wei, first names, and courtesy characters, and they once caused a sensation in the "Prince Zhangzhang" case.

"Fushou ... she ..."

Before Ning Wanyue finished, the young man said dumbly, "She won't come again, you ... go."

"You're driving me away?" Ning Wanyue clenched his sleeves and bit his lower lip. "Also yes ... my identity is worthy of you ..."

How did she want to know that the young man who was always in clothing was a member of the royal family.

Ning Bangyue is just a girl in the countryside. Even though she followed the youth for several years, she lost a few points after all.

It's awful, and he doesn't look like a prince in a dragon robe.

The young man fiddled with the strings in silence and said halfway, "Follow me, how boring my life is."

Ning Bangyue said, "I followed you here for six years. Have you ever heard me shout boring?"

The young man was upset, and he set the piano aside.

"You call me again."

Ning Bangyue thought that there was no hope. After he heard him say that, hesitantly, Jian Shengsheng shouted, "Fu Shou."

The youth said, "When I was young, I made a big mistake. Even after twelve years of guarding my spirit, I still felt my heart hurt."

Ning Wanyue said, "Since you are so remorse, why just talk back to that adult?"

The youth did not answer.

He was afraid that he would give up, and even the last relative who was willing to ignore him would no longer care about him.

He has been here for 12 years and has only seen his sister twice before and after.

The first time was when he was just sent to the emperor's tomb, and the second time is today.

He is a common man, and the other party is the emperor sitting in a dragon chair.

If the other party doesn't want him, he can't even enter the Imperial City, let alone see the other party.

"Some things ... you don't understand ..." The young man bowed his head, half of his face buried in the shadows.

Ning Wanyue really did not understand.

The youth again said, "She has patience with me, and I can ask her to give you a good marriage."

How to say it is also a young student who teaches by hand. If you want to learn, there are few noble girls over the imperial city who can match the moon.

If you press a good identity again, the second half of your life will definitely be rich.

Ning Bangyue was still sad. He heard the young man's words and laughed wryly.

The young man asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Ning Wanyue said, "I just think that I still have hope to stay with you. If you don't care about me, why use the word 'qiu'? I have been with you for many years, and I have never seen you use such words, Now that you are willing to use it for me, you can see that I still have weight in your heart. You said, should I be happy for myself? "

Youth is speechless.

Ning Bangyue said, "I'm just a girl in the countryside, but now I have the opportunity to conclude a relationship with you. I'm too late to be happy."

The young man looked at Ning Wanyue and knew faintly why Jiang Yan's confidant had picked her up and sent him to him.

"Fushou, your sister ... is your Majesty?"

Ning Wanyue held her cheeks in both hands, her cheeks turned red, and her eyes were staring.

I heard that the two generations of female emperors were Ming Jun who loved the people like a child.

Especially today, Her Majesty is even more honest and loves the people. When the other party ascended the throne, he vowed to emulate his mother and never get married.

Although unmarried, she also gave birth to a prince a few years ago.

But the emperor, the people are more concerned about merit, but they don't pay much attention to private life.

When Ning Bangyue was young, he often heard his father talk about the achievements of the two emperors.

His father was born in troubled times, and he respected the two generations of emperors most, in the words of his father, that is-an emperor who can make the people live well, and that is a good emperor. As for the court disputes, those are too far away from ordinary people.

Under the influence of his father, Ning Bangyue was also a brain fan of the empress.

When the young man saw her cheeks flushed, she thought of her own sister's appearance, somehow blocked.

Ning Bangyue asked him, "Will ... Fu Shou still be here to guard the spirit?"

Youth said, "Mother ... The emperor punished me for 12 years ... At first, I wanted to leave all the time, but now I don't want to."

Ning Wanyue asked in confusion, "Because Fushou's heart is still unsolved? Or is it twelve years?"

"The deadline has expired, otherwise, how could Your Majesty be honored and honored and run for a thousand miles?" The young man spoke insincerely. He clearly looked forward to this day. He occasionally knew the Emperor from the books in the market. How busy he is, not as leisurely as his mother, and taking time to run this way, it is not easy, "I just don't want to leave."

Ning Wanyue said, "Why?"

"Are you afraid you don't know ... if I was too stupid and made a big mistake ... how could Xiandi die early?"

Ning Bangyue disagreed slightly, she said, "But I heard ... I just heard my father said that Xiandi was not very healthy, and she had the intention of Zen position ... I think that For the responsible spleen, if it were not for the force majeure factor, she would not easily drop the burden and let her Majesty take the throne? Maybe, Xiandi was really in poor health and wanted Zen position ... "

The next words may touch the youth's painful feet, and Ning Wanyue is afraid to say something.

The youth said, "You continue to say that."

Ning Wanyue scratched his head and said, "This ... I was thinking, maybe Xiandi was not good at that time. She wanted to unload the burden and take a good look at her own country. Xiandi paid half of her life and ended the troubled times. Don't take a good look. It's a pity. "

The young man looked at Ning Wanyue in silence.

"Since you have expired, why don't you go around and see for Xiandi? You are very good, you can draw it."

Ning Bangyue intended to persuade the youth to relax and see his eyes reddish, but he didn't know what to say.

"Let me rely on ... for a while."

The young man leaned on her shoulder and did not say a word.

The night came outside, and the youth converged, and stood up to open the box that was set aside in the corner of the study.

There are a total of sixteen boxes, which are neatly packed up and down.

For several years, Ning Bangyue has never seen him open any of these boxes.

"This is my father's pen and ink." The young man opened a picture, and Ning Bangyue could still smell the ink on it. After unfolding, a magnificent scene appeared before her. She finally knew to whom the young man's wonderful Danqing learned from. "He rarely paints people, mostly landscape paintings. Looking at his paintings in the past, I always feel that he is stuck in his heart, and now when I look at it, I know that I am shallow."

Ning Bangyue realized that these boxes contained the relics of the young father.

It's all books, poems, and paintings, except for a few deeds.

"The breeze has not stopped, the fragrance of flowers is full, the red clouds are thousands of miles ..."

In the painting, there is a lotus flower in full bloom. The lotus leaves are swaying in the wind, and they can smell the fragrant fragrance.

In the lake pavilion, there was a figure of a stunner, who seemed to be looking towards the artist's eyes, and smiled.

The youth smiled, "The man in the painting is the mother, and he only paints the mother."

_ (: з ”∠) _ The last half of the word is a modified word from Liu Zhi, which reads beautifully.

(End of this chapter)