The palace wall reflects the moon

Chapter 103 Extra: Shen Xiao Chapter [-]
Jiang Qingyue put down her wine.

She said, "It's okay. At worst, I'll tell you again the next day."

I looked straight into her eyes and said angrily: "It's impossible for me to trust Shen Yi but not trust Zong'er as a person. If you do it for this reason..."

Jiang Qingyue said: "Why do I care about this? He won't suffer as a consort. Is it possible that you can still kill him?"

How is it possible? I can't bear to let him suffer, let alone kill him.

I asked eagerly: "What do you want me to do?"

Before coming here, I imagined countless possibilities.

Maybe it's because she's dissatisfied with some of my recent actions, or maybe it's just to indulge her, so she can't really come to me to talk about old times.

Looking at her gentle attitude now, it doesn't look like she is here to hold me accountable.

She poured me a cup of tea and said calmly: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Ah."

"I'm getting older and I can't afford to wait any longer. If you don't speak clearly, I'll be the one to stop you."

I froze.

It was a simple sentence, but it took me a while to digest it.

I even suspected that I might be mistaken.

I repeatedly confirmed the seriousness in her eyes: "Have you been waiting for me?"

Jiang Qingyue clicked her tongue and said: "I can't survive it. Men have not reached their prime in their 30s, and women are nothing in their 30s."

I couldn't suppress the ecstasy in my heart, grinned from ear to ear, and said casually: "It's not that, it's not that, you are fine, you are still very good-looking, much prettier than those teenage girls."

I speak from my heart, she is not much different from before, and she doesn’t look like someone with such an eldest son.

At some banquets, I also heard some ministers talking. They said that Jiang Zong's mother was truly beautiful, a beauty who would remain unbeaten over time.

Jiang Qingyue saw me giggling and asked me with a smile: "Really?"

"Of course it is."

I know I probably look stupid.

When she opened her mouth to me, she helped me step down. How could I not step down?

"What do you want me to do?" I asked her seriously. "Zong'er is willing to bear the heavy responsibilities of all people, so I want to ask you what you mean. What I mean is that as long as he recognizes his ancestor and returns to the clan, I will abdicate and make way for others." .”

After abdicating the throne, I will go with her wherever the sky is high and the sea is vast.

She probably didn't want her son to be trapped by the throne, but if Zong'er was willing, she would respect Zong'er.

Jiang Qingyue looked at me in surprise: "As for that? Are you at an age where you can't do anything anymore?"

I asked back: "You don't mean to urge me to abdicate in favor of someone better?"

she:"……"

I:"……"

Jiang Qingyue burst into laughter and shook her head helplessly: "You are a good emperor. I asked you to abdicate the throne and make way for someone more worthy. Am I a human being? Even though he is still young, let him have more experience, at least until he is older. When you are steady.”

I smiled awkwardly, "Then what do you mean..."

Sure enough, I was mistaken. She didn't mean what I thought.

Jiang Qingyue said deeply: "I have read Nagato Fu and Lou Dong Fu."

I am miserable and lonely in Hui Palace, but I am thinking about Hulan Palace.

The heart is moved without thinking about the past, and the friendship is happy and close...

They are all the cries of women in the palace.

I shook my head: "I am not Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, nor am I Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty."

"The courtiers will urge you to have a harem, advise you to share the rain and dew, and will not allow you to favor only one person." Jiang Qingyue lowered her eyes lightly, and said calmly and with a little guilt, "I don't want to be a harem worried about gains and losses. Resentful woman, those letters you wrote... I was afraid that I would feel soft after reading them, so I didn’t read them."

Even though a long time has passed, I still vaguely remember the mood I felt when I wrote my heartfelt letter late at night.

So much so that at this moment, my heart seems to have been pricked by needles several times, and I still feel pain.

I smiled unnaturally and said duplicitously: "It's okay if you don't look at it, it's all messy stuff."

Jiang Qingyue said: "A few days ago, I went back to my old mansion to find something, and I happened to dig out those letters. I happened to have time, so I read them word for word."

I was even more embarrassed: "I was too young at that time, and I knew about love and love."

I vaguely remember the promises, oaths, and random expressions of sincerity. I was very moved when I wrote them down. But now that I think about it, the contents on each piece of paper are the same, which is quite boring and ridiculous.

It's just that her old mansion has been empty for a long time. What is she looking for when she goes back?
Jiang Qingyue looked at the fireworks outside the window.

"The city is busy today, want to go shopping?"

The city of Jinling was too lively and crowded, so she had to squeeze to the edge to buy a lantern.

Seeing that the crowd was about to disappear, I grabbed her hand, and she shook it back naturally and led me to the lantern vendor.

She bought two rabbit lanterns and a mask for me to put on with her own hands. "This way, no one will recognize you."

I said: "Even if you see me, you will only think that people are similar."

I haven't been to this kind of fun in years.

In previous years, when I stood on the tower and looked down, I really wanted to blend in with the bustle, but everyone had company, and I didn't. Standing in the crowd would only make me feel even more lonely.

When we walked to a less crowded place, Jiang Qingyue wanted to let go of my hand, but I subconsciously held it tighter.

She looked back at me and said, "My hands are sweaty. Don't you feel too hot?"

I said confidently: "There will be more people soon. You asked me to come out, so you can't lose me."

Jiang Qingyue used her other hand to hold my other hand.

She raised the two sweaty hands again: "Can you let go of this one now?"

In this way, we face each other and hold hands, which is especially ambiguous.

She didn't know that my face was blushing under the mask.

Crowds of people came as soon as they came. They were in time to go to another place to watch the lion dance, and a group of people came crazily.

Jiang Qingyue was hit on the shoulder and almost fell down.

I pulled her, and she ran into my arms, and I held her tight.

She remained motionless in my arms until the crowd dispersed. I had no intention of letting go, and she made no move to break away from me.

"Can you believe me now?" I whispered in her ear. "It's been 20 years. Can you prove that I have to be you? If that's not enough, 30 or 40 years will do."

She didn't speak, she just buried her face in my arms and wrapped her arms around my waist.

A clear and loud "mother" called us to jump away quickly.

Jiang Zong came over, pulled Jiang Qingyue behind him, and looked at me warily.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that her son was about to hit someone, Jiang Qingyue held his arm and explained to him.

"This is your father."

Jiang Zong was still staring at me, probably because he wanted to pull off my mask and see the face inside.

"I haven't agreed yet and you become my father?"

I was thinking, I’m afraid I can’t tolerate his disapproval of this...

Jiang Qingyue explained: "He is your biological father."

Jiang Zong immediately became cautious.

"I was offended," Jiang Zong's attitude changed suddenly and he said respectfully, "You continue, Your Highness Prince Xuan."

He turned around and ran away. If Jiang Qingyue hadn't grabbed him, I almost chased him and asked.

What's going on?Who the hell is King Xuan? -
What happened that night is hard to describe.

shame.

Adult feelings are very simple, and we have finally become adults.

I walked out of the house early in the morning and met Jiang Zong.

Jiang Zong's eyes widened in surprise, forgetting all etiquette: "Your Majesty, what are you doing? Why are you here so early in the morning?"

I straightened my sleeves and answered the question: "I won't go to court today."

"It's Xiumu...but why did you..."

I asked him back: "Are you very free? You don't go to the household department early in the morning and you stay here with your mother?"

Jiang Zong suddenly remembered that her mother had invited me to Lanyue Tower last night, and her face became strange: "...The Emperor didn't stay at my house last night, right?"

I looked at him and said, "Just get used to it."

"Habit?"

I patted Jiang Zong on the shoulder and told him, "You may have heard some rumors about me and your mother."

Jiang Zong shook his head in confusion: "I haven't heard of it."

That's right, it happened many years ago, and no one dares to discuss my right and wrong.

There were not so many boring people talking to Jiang Zong.

But sooner or later, he would know these things.

This is a story that is neither short nor long, but I don’t know where to start.

While thinking about it, Jiang Qingyue leaned against the door and said to us: "For me."

(End of this chapter)