Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1967

Shi Anxia looked at the words on the letter and sat alone for a long time.

The morning light slanted into the house through the carved window lattices, making her figure seem lonely.

Bei Hui came to urge her to eat, but she didn't move even after being urged several times.

The iron horse and silver needle cup on the table had long been cold, and the floating leaves sank to the bottom of the cup like a few dead green fish.

His mind was in a trance, and he seemed to be slightly sad and sorrowful. He had grasped the wolf on the pen holder without knowing when, and the ink dripped down the tip of the pen, spreading a dark cloud on the rice paper.

She circled some of the words.

Those lines are: The first smoke darkly locks the railings. The secluded window is half-closed, and the joy remains. The boat has passed the twelve ghost gates. It is difficult to ask the full moon about my worries.

She adjusted the order and found that this was a scrambled acrostic poem. Chu Yun You Nan means that the King of Chu is in trouble.

Something happened to mother!

Shi Anxia read the poem several times, and finally circled two lines: Don't be afraid of the knife's edge at dusk, the morning sun melts the cold snow.

The rising sun is the sun, and the blade is the Chinese character for "Zhao". This is her brother Shi Yunqi reminding her to be careful of Emperor Zhaowu.

So secretive! The message was transmitted in the same code as the military newspaper. This shows that it was not that there were no letters from home for so long, but that the letters were intercepted.

My mother is in trouble. Is it related to Emperor Zhaowu?

"Madam, what's wrong?" Bei Hui couldn't help asking. She was fine just now, and she was fine when she was reading the letter from home. "Is there something wrong with this poem?"

The poem was spread out on the table, without covering it. Bei Hui took a sneak peek but didn't dare to look at it clearly.

In fact, even if she saw it carefully, she couldn't understand the deeper meaning.

She focused on the circled words, but still couldn't figure out what they meant. She just felt that no matter what the writers wrote, they couldn't do without the moon, wind, frost and snow.

Shi Anxia didn't answer her, but just sat there silently. Occasionally, he would stare at the circled words, and sometimes he would just sit there blankly, as if he was recalling or reflecting.

In this life, Emperor Zhaowu's life was too smooth, which was not a good thing.

In the front, Cen Yuan contributed money and effort to help him plan, and in the back, the retired emperor trusted him wholeheartedly, so he even got the throne reluctantly.

Like a chosen one, everything is within reach.

The untempered emperor eventually lost his way in the overwhelming power.

After he secured the throne in fear, he thought that whatever he wanted, whether it was a person or an object, he must get it.

Today, the North Wing is in its heyday. The young emperor forgot how many people have contributed silently to the prosperity of the country and marched against the wind.

Why did he attack his mother? What has happened now?

Shi Anxia's mind was in a mess. Her mother's condition made it impossible for her to think quietly. She just wanted to fly to the capital.

If she rushes back, can she turn the tide?

Shi Anxia recalled a rare quarrel she had with Emperor Zhaowu a few days ago. First, Emperor Zhaowu wanted to take the children back to Beijing and refused to allow Ye Xun to be their mentor. Second, she urged him to return to Beijing.

The two finally parted on bad terms.

When Emperor Zhaowu left, he left Tiema City with resentment and anger. But it was obviously impossible for Emperor Zhaowu to attack his mother just because of this matter.

What else is there? Shi Anxia pondered.