the emperor is my uncle

Such words make me very disgusted. I don't like others pretending to know everything in front of me. Maybe Shi Wenjin doesn't know the details. She is just trying to stimulate me so that I can quit.

I ignored her, and Shi Wenjin continued to shout, "The emperor is in my heart, but he is a man who is too perfect to reach, but you have trampled all the majesty he has worked so hard to build. Hehe, Fu Xingan, your heart and soul What color is it? I am very curious, want to know?"

A cold air slowly leaked from the bottom of my heart, and then spread to my limbs along the thick blood, blooming.

I felt like I was stuck in my throat, I could only look at Yuanyuan, my lips parted and closed slightly and said: "I can't see it, it's quiet."

"Your servant understands." Yuanyuan nodded intelligently, and then walked up to the group of noisy women, "Princess Xiyuan is feeling unwell, ladies and gentlemen, please go back first."

In fact, I didn't lose to the concubines' "magical skills", let alone Shi Wenjin, I just suddenly realized that my feelings were almost humble under the "family, country, and rivers and mountains". worth mentioning.

Fu Donglou said before he left that as long as I open my eyes again, he will come back.But I didn't close my eyes all day, and he still didn't come.

I know that it is the ministers and responsibilities that hold him back.

Hey, the road ahead is boundless, but the road ahead is far away. He, Fu Donglou, will surely become the king of Daqi who will be famous forever, and I am nothing more than a fake, that's all.

Since it is a counterfeit, of course it must have the professional ethics of a counterfeit. I must not shake the country, implicate the Heshun Palace, or harm the common people just because of the selfishness of love.

The whole day seemed to be extinguished with a "swish". When I regained my senses, the cold moon outside the window was already hanging obliquely on the branches, crumbling.And the person who loves me is worrying and in trouble, there is no news of any progress, or maybe, this is the worst news.

My face was as pale as the moonlight, and the heart embedded in my chest was extremely oppressive, as if it was wrapped layer after layer in dense silk until it was wrapped into an unbreakable and airtight cocoon.

This night is too cold, unreasonably cold, so cold that I have to bleed out my heart to keep warm.

I feel that my relationship with Fu Donglou is probably too yellow.

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Early the next morning, the Empress Dowager sent the old lady of Shoukang Palace to tell me that the carriage of Heshun Palace had been prepared at the gate of the palace and was ready to leave at any time.

Now that the empress dowager has spoken, I decided it's better to avoid it for a while. There are some things that don't need to be stubborn, and maybe there is still a chance for us to discuss in the long run.That's all, let's go.

I didn't pack too much luggage, I just packed away all the notes that Fu Donglou wrote to me. His handwriting is heavenly and handsome, just like his people. I have a hunch that maybe I will use a lot of notes in the future. Time to watch them repeatedly, through them to miss my Fu Donglou.

I was about to reach the gate of the palace, but I saw Prince Chongzhong who had been guarding there early.

On weekdays, he always sleeps until the sun is shining, but this time, he squatted there, crying like a dead father, which really surprised me.

As soon as he looked up and saw me, he rushed over and hugged my waist as if he saw his own mother again, crying: "Don't go, my dear, don't go!"

I wanted to pat him on the head and say goodbye, "You have to listen to your father", "Don't be fooled easily", "Be an excellent prince", but I still couldn't open my mouth, what did I say? It's not appropriate at this time, I sniffed and felt like crying.

Seeing that I was also affected by his emotions, Prince Chongzhong let go of his hand, and said in a muffled voice with watery eyes: "Don't go, okay? I will reward anyone who dares to scold you again, Reward a thousand!"

"I'm very powerful. Those who scolded me are safe and sound because I don't care about them, but remember, I'm not scolded, but I should go." I looked like I wanted to go home "I will see you again if you are destined, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

……

There was a turmoil of people, and chariots and horses were vying to gallop.

On May [-]th of the seventh year of Tianshou, this is the first time Fu Donglou and I have left without saying goodbye since we fell in love.

Heshun Wangfu is still the same Heshun Wangfu, with three yuan and four joys chirping to welcome me back, the chef Wang Shuogen cooked some delicacies for me, the bearer is resting, Su Po is sweeping the floor, Fu Baobao is playing with chickens while dragging his nose... It's like nothing has changed, like I've never been away, I just woke up after a nap.

But inadvertently saw my mother wiping tears secretly, while my father sighed with his hands behind his back, and then I realized that some things happened as they happened, and I can only deceive others and myself if I want to hide it.

"My lord and my concubine are auspicious, Princess Qian'an~" A familiar male voice sounded.

Not long after my chair was warmed up, Jiang Huai came to find him, "Jiang made a special trip to dispel disasters and clear up doubts for the princess, and to foretell good and bad luck. I don't know what the prince and concubine want?"

Mother nodded to him, "Well, your peers should have something in common, you should teach her well."

"That's natural."

Jiang Huai was wearing a snow-white cloud brocade robe, with a crimson bone hairpin in his hair. After everyone left, he posed in front of me with a concave shape, and put on a pair of "I'm Xie Yuhua, come talk to me!" ’ gesture seduced me.

I didn't say a word, but picked up the jug on the table and poured myself a glass of wine.

"Forget it, my dear, I told you about the ending, this day will always come." Jiang Huai took the flagon from my hand and poured himself a glass, "If you get drunk, you can live again , at least I'll be with you~"

Before I knew it, I was slightly drunk, and I finally said, "You don't know how good he is to me."

Jiang Huai: "According to my observation, you are an early symptom of lovesickness. You may be able to recover if you treat it early, but you will die for love in the late stage. Tsk tsk, evil fate really hurts people~"

I nodded, "Well, it's no different from dying for love, I'm not afraid."

Jiang Huai jumped up suddenly, with a look of being struck by lightning, "Don't talk nonsense! You stay still, I'll go back to the house and get you something right away. You'll be able to recover after seeing it, and wait for me !"

Maybe the worst part of life is: I didn't wait for him, but went out with a little drunk...