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Chapter 239 The Emperor's Tears
It was like the evening wind blowing through the lotus leaves, making a rustling sound, that sound was so beautiful.

"Persuade you not to hesitate the golden robes, and persuade you to hesitate to take your youth.

The flowers can be folded straight and must be folded, not to be folded without flowers. "

Emperor Yongye's body shook, and his footsteps hung in mid-air, as if petrified.

Dugu Duck's hand that was clenched into a fist suddenly let go.

He raised his eyes, the different pupils were shining brightly, they were actually brighter than the stars in the sky.

Nearby, there were bursts of insects, and in the distance, there was the sound of frogs.

Dongfang Cheng was dumbfounded.

Emperor Yongye took the last step, his eyes were slightly hot.

"Sign up, go back to the palace."

The bright yellow figure disappeared into the thick night.

Dongfang Cheng's complexion was also flickering, and after a while, he cursed and left with reluctance.

Feng Bailing let out a long breath of relief.

The ancients do not deceive me, it is indeed beneficial to be familiar with the three hundred Tang poems.

Seeing no one around, Feng Bailing hurriedly picked up the love orchid on the ground.

"Not leaving yet."

Dugu Wu murmured, Feng Bailing finally caught up with him, and the two disappeared among the flowers together.

"Flowers blooming can be folded straight to be folded..."

"Don't wait for Wuhuakong to break branches...I'm not deaf, Feng Bailing...She really knows how to compose poetry, and she can do it so...so well."

Dongfang Li muttered, suddenly lost.

"Seventh brother, you are not deaf, but you are blind."

Dongfang Mosheng smiled wryly and shook her head.

He and Dongfangli both misread Feng Bailing.

Outside the imperial study room, Li Qing stood guard for almost an hour.

Since Da Sheng came back from the imperial garden, he locked himself in the imperial study.

Li Qing was running around in a hurry, Emperor Yongye had been feeling unwell recently, the imperial doctor repeatedly told him not to work hard.

"My lord, it's late at night."

This was already the third time Li Qing had reminded His Majesty.

But the door of the imperial study room was still tightly closed.

In the imperial study room, the lights danced, emitting a small circle of light.

Some moths fluttered their wings, and as soon as they approached, they were burned to ashes by the fire.

On Emperor Yongye's desk, memorials of various sizes piled up like a mountain.

"Li Qing, move all these orchids out."

Emperor Yongye opened his mouth, Li Qing felt relieved, and pushed the door open.

Seeing Emperor Yongye standing in front of the bookshelf with his hands behind his back, he pointed to the potted orchids on the table and the bookshelf.

It is no secret in the palace that Emperor Yongye only loves Lan.

It is because the queen grows good orchids that she has been able to treat her husband and wife as guests for so many years.

"Your Majesty, these pots have been raised for many years, and they are very rare varieties. The empress said they are your favorite."

Li Qing hesitated.

"So what if it's opened, I don't have a pot that I want."

Emperor Yongye's face was withered, and with a wave of his hand, he swept a pot of orchids to the ground.

"Neither, neither!"

Emperor Yongye became emotional, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Your Majesty, there are very few bicolor flowers in the world. The seeds that the queen found are about to bloom, and maybe among them are the bicolor orchids you are looking for."

Li Qing hurriedly ordered the little eunuch to move the orchid away.

The Holy Majesty is in poor health, and his temper is more irritable than in his early years.

Except for Li Qing, an old slave who had served him for more than ten years, no one dared to approach him at all.

"Go back."

Emperor Yongye closed his eyes and waved his hands, Li Qing carefully closed the door.

The moment the door was closed, Li Qing saw the back of Emperor Yongye. Emperor Yongye, who was in his prime, already had a touch of white frost in his hair.

In the imperial study room, only Emperor Yongye was left again.

He removed a box from the top shelf.

The box looks like it has been placed there for a long time, but there is not a trace of dust on it, which shows that it is often taken care of.

Emperor Yongye opened the box, and there was a painting in the box.

In the painting, it is an orchid. The orchid in the painting is very simple and elegant, the color is not bright, and the branches and leaves are not even luxuriant, but it is a thin orchid, but it is tenacious and stubborn. two orchids.

Those two orchids, one black and one white.

The white is elegant and beautiful, and the black is enchanting and gorgeous, with just a few strokes, but it makes people have the illusion that they can't move their eyes.

Emperor Yongye stroked the painting, and the edges of the paper were already fluffed up.

He picked up the pen and wrote four sentences on the painting, which was exactly the poem written by Feng Bailing.

"Flowers are worthy of being broken. Don't wait for no flowers to break branches. I only understand now, but you are gone, and you will never come back."

Emperor Yongye held the painting and burst into tears...

Outside the door, Hua Wushang, Qing of Honglu Temple, was about to enter, and Li Qing was leaving, winking at Hua Wushang.

Hearing Emperor Yongye's voice, Hua Wushang took a look into the imperial study and happened to see the painting.

　Kakaka, sorting out, I hope the day will be better
　　
　
(End of this chapter)