Zhen Guo Princess GL

What is the emperor looking forward to.Wan'er could vaguely guess what she was thinking, but she just didn't know it—rather than relying on vague guesses to speak rashly, it's better to keep silent, so as not to make too many mistakes—head down, playing chess wholeheartedly, just When the emperor refused to settle for a long time, he dutifully called out "Your Majesty".

Unexpectedly, the emperor opened his mouth first: "Call me Qiniang."

Wan'er knew that this was already a great concession for her—it was already a great concession that the emperor came to visit the sick in person and did not convict her—she should honor the virtues and thank God, it's funny Yes, if this is the case, it will be completely contrary to the emperor's original intention.Thinking about it this way, etiquette and human affection are two incompatible things in the world. Since emperors rely on etiquette to occupy the top of the generation and command the world, it is no wonder that most of them are cold-hearted and disregarding human affection.

Wan'er smiled unconsciously, cleaned up the mess, and put the losing chip in the emperor's palm: "Your Majesty has won."

The emperor stared at Wan'er suddenly, stretched out his hand in the air, and then slowly took it back after a while, throwing the handful of copper coins on the desk: "I can't leave it anymore." Slowly got off the couch, walked out the door, and arrived Fang stopped at the door, turned to look at Wan'er: "I see you are almost well-fed, come back tomorrow."

Wan'er bowed her promise, and carefully sent her out of the palace. As soon as she arrived in front of people, she lost the vaguely affectionate and soft attitude just now. She didn't see majesty, but was indifferent and polite. Wan'er led the whole palace to kneel down. Farewell, the Holy Spirit just got up after a long journey, Xiao Xi came to her side at some point, and softly called "Madam", Wan'er understood, and only took her into the bedroom, Xiao Xi specially stood by the door and window again. After looking around, he said to Wan'er: "The Buddha slave has come to send a message. It is said that he came here specially when he heard Shengjia coming here."

Wan'er smiled and said, "She is very well informed."

Xiao Xi was puzzled and said: "Your Majesty is the most respected person in the palace. Isn't it natural to watch His Majesty's news everywhere and know where the holy car is going?"

Wan'er raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Did you just arrange the bedding, thinking that His Majesty will stay here tonight? What happened? Where is Shengjia going now, Jixian Hall or Zhenguan Hall, do you know?"

Xiao Xi frowned and thought about it, Fang showed some surprise, but he didn't take it seriously: "She is in charge of the harem, and she only looks at things like candles, drums, guards of honor, etc. It's not too difficult to guess."

Wan'er smiled and said nothing, Xiaoxi watched his words and said hurriedly: "Fo Nu said that the lady of the king of Luling told her that there are three things. The first is to ask for advice. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty has Mrs. Li, and Emperor Wu of Jin has a leftist lady. Your concubine, what is the similarity between these two situations? Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty had Li Ji, and Emperor Hui of Jin had Empress Jia. What is the difference between the two situations? For example, a library is also set up in the inner library, and please set up a book pavilion in the palace, select female historians and internal servants who are proficient in pen and ink, and copy "Chen Gui", "Biography of Women", and "Dayun Jing", and distribute them The various divisions in the palace, so that they can study up and down, and finally said that the king of Linzi is getting married soon, and he has always been watched by the palace, and he wants to hold a banquet to say goodbye to the female historians and ministers who have been acquainted in the past, and hope that his wife will also appreciate the honor." She has learned a lot of allusions recently, and it was only when she was stumbling that she memorized such a large passage. It was hard for that guy, Fonu, who didn't read much, to be able to convey the words clearly.

Wan'er thought about being a Buddhist slave for a while, and then read the three characters "King of Linzi" again, and then said: "King Dalang of Luling...is he about to reach his crown age now?" Seeing that Xiaoxi was about to count, she laughed: "Don't forget about it, you can reply to that side tomorrow and say thank you for your kindness, Princess Wang, and I will definitely go to the banquet."

She felt stuffy in her heart and felt an indescribable discomfort. It was not the first time that she felt this discomfort. A long time ago, when Taiping woke up from a dream for the first time and called her "Your Majesty" in horror, she had this feeling , She also felt this way when she knew the news of Da Lang's death.In the past, this feeling passed quickly. After all, she always knew clearly what she wanted at that time. Those people and those feelings were like gold, silver, pearls and jade on the back of a mountain. Although precious, they hindered the journey and were far less Food and water and other necessities are important, and sacrifices are necessary in order to climb to the top.But now it is different, she has occupied the peak, facing the scenery on the top of the mountain for many years, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I am tired of seeing it now, on the contrary, the ordinary scenery at the foot of the mountain has become beautiful again because of the long absence And the mystery made her yearn uncontrollably.

But the world has long been accustomed to her standing on the top of the mountain, whether it is her son, nephew, minister, or... Wan'er.

Waner.

She recited the name lightly, but Shangguanyi's face appeared in front of her eyes. This face should have been annihilated in her vague memory a long time ago, and it was wiped out together with hundreds of dead people she knew. The history doesn't exist, but because of his little granddaughter, that little thing called Wan'er, she returned to her heart.

Will Wan'er hate her?This question was no longer a problem for her, but now it quietly surfaced in her mind.In the past, she was not afraid of this idea, no matter whether Wan'er hated her or not, Wan'er could only cling to her, like a vine clinging to a big tree, like a trickle clinging to a river and sea.But the tree on the top of the mountain has been lonely for a long time, and it cannot be separated from the company of the vines. No matter how vast the river and sea are, if there is no trickle to return, it is just a puddle of rotten water. Whether Wan'er hates her or not, she can only cling to her. But attachment and attachment are different.

She wanted the sincerity of the little thing, the complete, pure and unique, unadulterated sincerity.Taiping can always remind her that she is still a mother, while Wan'er can remind her that she is still a woman—she clearly knows that no matter how she claims to the outside world that she is the reincarnation of the Buddha and a celestial girl, she is still just... a person.

She looked at Wan'er quietly, this little thing had been signaled by her, and had already knelt down in front of the case, waiting for her order with a pen, the little thing must not have thought of what she was going to say next, thinking of this, she felt He was secretly delighted, and the next words became less difficult to say: "Zhen... After a hundred years, the heir to the emperor will rehabilitate Shangguanyi."

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