The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 229 A Lifetime, A Couple (End of Memory)

In a blink of an eye, it's early autumn again.

The sacrificial ceremony hosted by the queen is coming soon.

The closer to the end of each year, the more palace affairs that must be attended.

"Menghuai, take that..."

"Your Majesty, Sister Menghuai is not here." The round-faced maidservant said, "Whatever you want, this servant will go get it."

"Meng Huai hasn't returned yet?" She almost forgot, she was transferred away early in the morning, saying she was out of the palace on business.

"My lady, never."

"No need, I'm not in a hurry anyway." The little palace maid looked pleasant, and she asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"The servant's name is Wanping." The little maid came back crisply, "I was in the side hall before, but I came here to follow Sister Menghuai in the past few days."

Wanping is a lively little girl, and it's quite interesting to get along with her for a day.

That night, Meng Huai still hadn't returned to the palace, and Wan Ping stayed behind to keep watch.

In the early morning of the next day, she heard someone sobbing secretly outside the house, she opened the door suspiciously and looked, only to see a few little maids huddled together, each rubbing their red eyes.

"What happened?"

"Your Majesty!" The little maids turned pale with shock, one of them hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "Eunuch Xu came to report just now, and Sister Menghuai...is dead."

died?

In an instant, the sky seemed to be pressed down, and she could hardly breathe.

Meng Huai's death was handled lightly.

Concubine Zhuo with a heroic look between her brows said apologetically, "I wanted to teach you a lesson, but I didn't expect Mammy's actions to be so merciless."

She rushed towards Huangfu Yue in a panic, but no matter how much she cried, he just said quietly: "It's just a court lady."

Just a court lady.

She wondered in a daze whether everyone could be abandoned in his eyes.

The personal maid who accompanied her for several years, if she said no, she would be gone.

The heart that was already missing, lost another piece.

One autumn passed, and she lost a lot of weight, her cheeks were not rosy, and were slightly sunken.

For this reason, he lost his temper and ordered the imperial dining room to cook her favorite food in turn.

However, with little success.

"Ninny, what can I do to make you happy?"

In the middle of the night, he hugged her and murmured softly.

A tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, she turned her face away and remained silent.

"Ninny, I only have you, trust me..."

She doesn't care anymore, she really, doesn't know whether to believe him or not.

One day, he happily ran to say that a new pear garden was built in the palace, and the best troupe was invited.

Whatever she wants to hear, feel free to order.

"Babe, be happy, okay?"

She looked at his cautious expression, and gently pulled her lips: "Okay."

It is said that the queen's related affairs have long been handed over to that concubine Zhuo to take care of her.

She is indeed very free, and it seems that she has nothing to do except listen to the opera.

The Liyuan is not big, and every time I go there, it seems like the cutscene is cleared ahead of time, and there will always be only her, the maid in the audience, and two guards guarding the gate of the garden.

The actor's voice is melodious and charming. In fact, there are many wonderful plays, but she just loves "Painting Spring", and she can't wait to listen to it every day.

On the stage, a pair of actors looked at each other affectionately and sang:

"Life is a couple, half drunk, half awake, half floating"

Green onion jade fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the armchair, and she also murmured in a low voice: "There is a couple for a lifetime..."

His eyes were misty, as if he saw a beautiful scene through these words, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Su Xiangling accompanied him to watch it once, but sneered: "It's sung in the playbook, it's too unreal."

She understood that the fourth sister was right, but she still couldn't help but indulge in it.

As usual, after listening to the play, she left the gate of the garden. After walking a few steps, a soft call came from behind her:
"Miss!"

Looking back in doubt, the handsome young guard looked shy, and handed over the item in his hand: "The Sipa you left behind."

"Thank you." She nodded slightly.

Xu Shi's friendly attitude gave the guard courage, and he blurted out: "You also like to listen to "Hua Chun Tang"?"

After chatting, I found out that this guard named Liang Lin has a younger sister who is a movie fan.

"She likes to listen to "Painting Spring Hall" the most, and she often sings it, so she is familiar with it." Liang Lin smiled honestly, and then said lonely, "Unfortunately, she hasn't been to the theater for a long time."

She let the flow take its course and asked, "Why?"

"Hey, I am seriously ill, and the medicine is so expensive that I can hardly afford it anymore... Hey, what are you doing in such a lowly position to tell your empress such bad things." As she said, she wanted to kneel down and beg for punishment.

It was inconvenient for her to help her, so she could only comfort her, "Don't worry, it will get better."

Afterwards, she silently told Wanping to take some money to the guard.

Two days later, she stepped into the pear garden, and this time, Huangfu Yue was by her side.

When passing through the garden gate, two guards knelt on one knee to pay their respects. After Xie En got up, Liang Lin knelt down again:

"Thank you madam for the reward."

She was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Is little sister better?"

Liang Lin replied with a face full of joy: "Take the medicine without stopping, and you will recover quickly."

She was really happy for it, and suddenly, her slender waist was hugged tightly by a big hand:
"My queen, why does she smile so nicely at others?"

She wondered about the holy will: "Is...you can't give money in private?"

He sighed, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I rarely have time, so I don't mention other people, which one does my daughter like to listen to on weekdays?"

She clenched the playbook tightly, bit her lip, and pointed at one at random.

The man beside him paused slightly, but quickly smiled and said, "Okay, just listen to this."

She didn't care what was sung in the play.

It was afternoon, and the winter sun shone warmly on the two of them, quiet and soft.

At this moment, looking at his handsome side face, I wish everything could come to a standstill.

Then, they will only have each other.

Bah——!
There was a loud bang when the door was smashed, and she was so startled that she subconsciously shrank her shoulders, feeling a little chill inexplicably.

Holding his heavy forehead, he sat up and slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was first the scattered clothes, and then... a familiar figure.

"Su Yingchun!" The frightening roar echoed in the room.

She stared blankly at the furious emperor, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"emperor……"

Before he could make a sound, the quilt next to him swayed, and a man in long trousers emerged, plopping down on his stomach:
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! The lowly position and the empress are really in love..."

A heart suddenly fell into the ice hole.

She pulled up the thin quilt to cover her body, trembling uncontrollably.

What else is there that I don't understand? Liang Lin resorted to tricks.

Said that her younger sister personally made a small gadget to thank her, but she couldn't carry it with her, so she went with him to the backyard of the Liyuan unprepared. During the period, Wanping was called away, and then... fell unconscious.

"Take my sword." His voice was even considered calm.

But the accompanying eunuch didn't even dare to be dazed, and left quickly.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me—" Liang Lin kowtowed a few more times, then turned to her quickly, "Your Majesty, please plead for your humble position, you said you liked—"

A blood mist sprayed out, and the man clutched his neck, struggled for a moment, and fell limp on the ground.

Without being imprisoned or tortured, Emperor Jing Yuan directly executed the beheading himself.

despair!despair!Bright red liquid dripped down the tip of the sword. He held the sword in one hand and stared at her with sharp eyes.

For a moment, she thought that she would end up like Liang Lin.

"I didn't...never..." She tried to argue, not because she was afraid, but because she wanted to tell him, "Didn't touch me...he didn't touch me..."

She wasn't lying, presumably Liang Lin hadn't had time yet, the panties were well worn, and she didn't feel any soreness, she was sure that she was still innocent.

"Trust me, trust me..." The panicked water eyes met his scarlet eyes, and suddenly realized.

Believe it or not, does it matter?

It was an indisputable fact that she had all her clothes off and shared the bed with a guard.

As an emperor, how could he tolerate it.

He clenched the hilt of his sword and raised his voice: "Come here, send Empress Su to Zhaotai Palace!"

Zhaotai Palace, the most remote cold palace.

After all, he didn't even want to give an extra look, turned around and walked away.

She didn't make any noise, and stared straight ahead blankly.

Wanping cried and rushed in to dress her up.

The maids in the palace cleaned up in an orderly manner.

A small sedan chair carried her through the long palace road until she was carried into Zhaotai Palace, which is the farthest from Chengming Palace.

What's ridiculous is that the title of queen has not been deprived even though she has been relegated to the cold palace.

When the serving maid called her "Niang Niang", she was in a daze for a moment, and then remembered that this was not Chaofeng Hall.

"Your Majesty, rest early."

She sat alone on the bed for a long time, so long that a gust of wind blew in from nowhere and blew out the candle that was about to burn out.

At this time, the door of the palace was pushed open, and a tall and tall figure stood against the light.

She blinked in confusion, thinking it was an illusion.

The warm and cool body wrapped in the cold wind approached, she raised her head, and saw the painful expression on his face against the moonlight.

"you……"

The lips were tightly sealed, unlike any tenderness in the past, this time, it was rough and without a trace of pity.

Hiss——in the darkness, there was the sound of the cloth being torn.

"Don't—" The pain and humiliation finally forced her to cry, "You don't believe me—oh, you don't believe—"

"I'm sorry..." He leaned close to her ear and growled hoarsely, the palm of his slender wrist trembling slightly.

She kicked her legs and struggled: "Wuuu... let me go... I don't want you anymore... I don't want you anymore..."

The big hands that were restraining were clenched tightly, and his movements became more fierce: "You can't do without me, you only have me... only me..."

Weeping so much that he almost fainted, and in a daze, he heard him whispering sadly: "Ninny, I'm sorry..."

He is always like this, after giving her a hard blow, he will act like he loves her.

Why do you treat her like this? I don't understand... I don't want to understand.

Life in the cold palace is not as difficult as imagined.

Although there are fewer maidservants to serve, for her, it is a clean place.

When the year was approaching, he stepped into Zhaotai Palace again.

"Ninny." She let him hug her without responding.

He didn't care about her indifference, and gently pressed a kiss between the eyebrows: "Trust me one more time, okay?"

"When I come next time, I will give you an explanation about everything...you want to know."

The drooping eyelashes trembled, but she still pursed her lips in silence.

He smiled faintly: "I'm leaving."

She didn't raise her eyes until the sound of footsteps faded away.

The door of the palace was not closed, his handsome back carried a bit of Xiao Su's breath, his steps were steady, and his clothes fluttered.

For more than two months, she did not wait for him, but for her pregnant fourth sister.

Only then did I know that Su Xiangling had long had strange thoughts.

"Sister, you are so stupid. Now that the emperor has me and my child, how can I still remember you?"

Hehe... She is stupid, unable to understand people's hearts.

She was stupid, until she died, she was still thinking about his phrase "Daughter, trust me".

In the past five years, the dream of a boudoir in spring has been fulfilled, but it has been lost, and the jade has lost its fragrance.

　After the heroine unilaterally recalls, I want to say, read the text carefully and be patient, the text naturally has foreshadowing

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