Who Cares

"You have to go, how can you go? If the mountain flowers are full of heads, don't ask where the slaves go." In the study, Zhao Luli repeated these words, his face was full of tears. He stroked the rough-cut magnolia hairpin with trembling hands, and his wife’s delicate face and affectionate smile appeared in front of him. Suddenly, the smile turned into resentment and sorrow, as if accusing him of cowardice. And incompetence. Zhao Lu felt a pain in his centrifugation and never dared to recall the past. He wanted to put the hairpin in the secret compartment in the drawer but was reluctant to put it in a sleeve pocket and keep it next to him.

Thinking of the note sent by the palace lady, he showed a look of struggling and eagerness on his face, as if afraid of unfeeling words written in it, and afraid that the words that his wife finally handed out would be missed by himself. Without thinking about it for long, he has slowly and carefully unfolded the note. The first sentence made him painful and regretful, and it was difficult to hold on to himself.

"Love Lang Chenguang, see the letter as well. The day before yesterday, my mother told me that Xi'er was close to the flower letter. Suddenly I realized that time was passing by, and the years were ruthless. In a blink of an eye, it was a vicissitudes of life and cannot be recalled. Xi'er's wedding still needs the mistress and mother-in-law. I misunderstood me deeply, I was afraid of it, and in desperation, I can only agree with you to continue marrying. Wang Shu is young and needs the care of his mother. I only hate me for my low temperament. As a child, I wished you to forget the past and move forward... However, the wedding date is just around the corner, and my heartache is unbearable... Back then, I never forgot or did not dare to forget the vows. Are you with my heart?"

With a few hundred words, Zhao Luli read and read, read and read, and his heart was momentarily joyful, momentary regretful, momentary love surged, and his expression on his face became extremely twisted and tangled. When he was immersed in the endless thoughts, he did not notice that his daughter had been standing at the door for a long time. She came and left quietly, walked to Suihuamen and said softly, "Give my dad a pot of hot water to wipe his face, and put on his eyes by the way. Today is his happy day, don't let the Guan family see it. He used to cry."

The servant in charge of guarding the study repeatedly promised and went down quietly.

Thinking of the suddenly wealthy Guan family, Zhao Chunxi's expression darkened. I thought that this time I could get rid of a strong enemy for my mother and find a puppet for myself that would be able to control the Zhenbeihou Mansion, but he didn't expect that the emperor would suddenly reuse the Guan family and his son, disrupting her overall plan. With a strong backing, it will not be so easy to use Guan Suyi later.

But soon, she laughed in a low voice. What about the Peerless Allure? What if you are full of talents? After all, it is no match for the charm of the mother. Even if you enter the palace and become the emperor's person, as long as your mother passes a few words casually, you will be able to make your father die. I don't know what my mother wrote in the letter, but Guan Suyi will not let Guan Suyi live in the Hou Mansion anyway.

"Let's go, it's time to set up the wedding banquet. That old thing seems to be very happy today? I don't know if she can laugh out in a few days." Zhao Chunxi walked two steps quickly, with a harsh tone.

The maid knew that the old thing she was talking about was not someone else, but her grandmother, Sun, so she didn't dare to answer the conversation, she just pretended not to hear anything, and bowed her head to lead the way.

When the maid returned to the palace, the emperor had not left, so she had to hold back her full stomach. Ye Zhen seemed to want to hold her to ask about Zhao Luli's situation, but he withdrew it in time as soon as he stretched out his hand, and instead squeezed the bedding tightly, eyes full of sad tears.

Huo Shengzhe saw that her eyelids were drooping, her complexion was pale, and her eyebrows were left with a few fine lines due to years of sorrow, and her weak body seemed to collapse at any time, so she finally asked for her, "Have you ever asked you to speak?"

The grand palace lady quickly knelt down and replied, "Enjoy the emperor, give her the mother, and Lord Hou just said let her take care of her."

"Is it over?" Ye Hao asked eagerly, as if realizing something was wrong, he glanced at the emperor with a nervous look.

Huo Shengzhe didn't care, and covered her big hand on the back of her cold hand, which was full of veins, and gently stroked it a few times. This is a very common gesture that represents comfort and care, but Ye Zhen is ecstatic. She barely suppressed the boiling joy, but she just wanted to put on the look of feeling trapped and heartbroken. Her facial features were twisted and tangled, and she seemed to care about Zhao Houye extremely.

The grand palace lady sighed that her maiden was too pretended, and shook her head and said, "Enjoy your mother, it's gone."

Ye Zhen seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his leaning body suddenly fell back on the soft pillow, his eyes were looking directly at the bed curtain above his head, and he couldn't recover for a long time. Between the opening and closing of his eyelids, big tears fell and touched. Wet placket and bedding. Huo Shengzhe had never comforted a woman, waved to Baifu, and the attendant handed over a black handkerchief.

"Don't cry. You are already weak due to the remaining poison. If you are too worried, you may get worse. Now he has remarried, and you have entered the palace, so you will be well, don't worry about it anymore." Passing the veil over while speaking.

Ye Zhen held the handkerchief with trembling fingertips, seemingly dangling his head and wiping tears, very miserable, but in fact the corners of his mouth rose, and his heart jumped for joy. "Everyone is well, don't worry about it anymore." Is this your Majesty's decision to put aside the unbearable past and live with her? Although there is no shortage of women around your Majesty, there are only a few who have been lucky enough, and the only one who can talk to him is only himself. Ye Zhen knew that once he figured it out and put it aside, his majesty would accept her and even pet her alone. She has never been a fan of Jieyu, she wants the sincerity of her majesty, and then the world.

Knowing that the other party doesn't like crying women, Ye Zhen calmed down after wiping tears for a while, and said in a dumb voice, "The concubine is all right, your majesty, if you have government affairs to be busy, please go back first."

The stronger she pretended to be, the more worried Huo Shengzhe felt. He caught a glimpse of a lot of books on the bedside table, then took out one and said, "I'm fine. You are also tired. Sleep for a while. I sit here to accompany you. You. When you wake up, I will have dinner with you."

Where could Ye Zhen sleep? He wanted to tell him right away, but he knew that he shouldn't be rushed, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The concubine can't sleep, so I'll accompany you to read a book. Reading is good for calming the mind, and being calm is nothing. I thought about it."

Huo Shengzhe showed compassion, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He flipped through the book in his hand and changed the subject and said, "Are you also reading "The Analects"? What, have you ever felt?"

Ye Zhen "reluctantly" squeezed out a smile, "No wonder the emperor named the old master as a saint and praised him as a master of the world. After reading the Analects, he learned that there are such noble characters in the world." He said in one paragraph, "If his old man is still there, he will definitely help his Majesty to settle down and help the people. Look at this sentence-if you are useful to me, it is only a month and a success in three years. What kind of mind and courage should be Let this rhetoric be heard. Mencius’s “satisfaction will benefit the world, and the poor will benefit the world”, gaining will and benefiting the people; unwilling, self-cultivation can be seen in the world, and his way of being a person and living in the world is really admirable and even more thought-provoking. The concubine has been upset recently, but after reading the works of the two saints, she gradually feels that the world is vast, her body is small, a little annoying, and she is really not enough." At the end, she smiled shyly, and the haze disappeared from her body.

Bai Fu nodded secretly after hearing this. No wonder the emperor's favorite came to Ganquan Palace. Among all the empresses, Ye Jieyu was the only one who was knowledgeable and brilliant, and could talk to his Majesty. The so-called Jieyuhua is probably like this.

However, Huo Shengzhe's reaction was different from what the two expected. He was not evoked to talk, but instead put down the book, with a slightly perfunctory tone, "Unfortunately, I don't have the blessing to listen to the teachings of the saint with my own ears. I still have a book that has not been approved. Sleep for a while and don't think about it anymore. I let the Imperial Doctor Order stay in the Ganquan Palace. If you feel unwell, you can call him immediately."

Ye Zhen really wanted to hold the other person, but he didn't dare to make any trouble. He had to promise and wait until the group of people walked away before looking at the grand palace lady Su'e, "Is this palace saying something wrong?"

Su'e thought for a long time, and shook her head determinedly, "Kiss, maid, the servant didn't think you said something wrong, maybe your majesty is really busy."

Ye Zhen also looked down and thought, and nodded in relief after a long while. In any case, she is finally out of her head now, as long as she is careful in her words and deeds, and step by step, one day she will be able to overlook the world side by side with the emperor. And those who stand in her way will eventually become the dust that has been wiped out in the long river of years.

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Guan Suyi got off the sedan chair, stepped over the brazier, worshipped the high hall, and led into the bridal chamber. Zhao Luli lifted the hijab under the playfulness of a female family. The two quickly looked at each other, and then both looked down, as if they were very shy. Everyone was photographed by the bride's gorgeous glory, and because of the wealth of the other side's family, Long En was prosperous, so he didn't dare to make trouble, and said goodbye after only a few auspicious words. Within a short time, the news that Guan's daughter was a peerless beauty spread, aroused the envy of others.

Zhao Luli didn't expect the new wife to be so outstanding. She wore a bright red wedding gown and a dazzling flower crown, and her skin became more and more condensed, and her hair was like piles of snow. Her wonderful eyes were gleaming and deep and unpredictable. When she looked over, she almost lost his soul. Suck in. He had to look away quickly, like a prey eager to escape from a trap.

"If you are hungry, you can eat something to cushion your stomach. I'll go to treat you and come later." He urged hardly, and he hurried away.

Guan Suyi didn't answer, and waited for people to walk away before raising her head, taking off the corolla and jewelry with an indifferent expression. The memories of the previous life deliberately dusted up, after being stimulated by the same scenes and characters, come in endlessly. In the last big wedding, Zhao Luli was so evasive after lifting his hijab, behaved in a flustered manner, but there were also completely different things. For example, he didn't say a little thoughtful word to her, and he left without giving a decent reason, leaving her alone to wait for the dawn, leaving her weeping silently in embarrassment and fear.

Power is really easy to use. Is the treatment different because of different identities? As the grandson of the emperor teacher and the daughter of Taichang, even if she does her own way as Zhao Luli, she can't wait for herself. Guan Suyi shook his head and laughed sarcastically, and finally looked down to think about how to spend the night in the bridal chamber. Zhao Luli would never dare to leave her alone this time, but this was exactly what she didn't want.

The filth that has been thrown away in the last life, how can there be any reason to pick it up in this life?