Shocking Harem Road: The Legend of Concubine Yi

Chapter 125 The First Relationship 2
This kind of Ming Xuanyu, just like the first time they met, her heart was uncontrollably flustered.

He also noticed that she was looking at him, so he smiled at her and stepped on the steps into the house.

There is a faint fragrance of bamboo in the room, and there are tea sets on the table.

This is his home, but because of her existence, he has a novel feeling.

Seeing him coming in, she quickly walked out from the back room, curtseying to him.

"How is your health? Are you feeling better?" He motioned her to stand up and asked.

"It's much better. Doctor Zheng's medicine is very effective, and I sleep well every night!" She replied, but lowered her head.

For some reason, she is much quieter than before, and seems to be much gentler!

However, he was not used to it, and he wanted her more like she used to be.

Now, it's so raw!
"Oh, that's good!" He smiled and nodded.

"Would you like some tea? Sister Feiyan, Master Tuofang brought me some nectar tea, would you like to try it?" she asked.

"Manna tea!" He sighed, "It's been a long time since I've had the tea you made!"

Her expression suddenly froze, but she hurriedly continued: "Try this tea, it has a special taste!"

He smiled and said, "I remember, you seem to have a soft spot for this tea!"

She lowered her head, tried her best to suppress her feelings, and said with a dry smile: "It's rare that the emperor still remembers it!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly walked into the back room, took out a box of tea from the cabinet, and walked out. He was sitting on a chair and looking at her.

"Isn't it too clean here?" He asked, while she was standing aside carefully making tea.

"Didn't you send me a lot of books? The quiet environment here is just right for reading!" She replied.

"Sit down!" He lowered his head and glanced at the teacup, the little buds were slowly blooming in the warm water.

"Are you here, is there something wrong?" She asked in a low voice.

"Oh," he looked up at her, smiled slightly, and said, "It's nothing, just, I just came here to see how you are doing! Zheng Yuanbai told me that your old injury has healed, it's a good thing!"

She nodded and said, "Well, thanks to Doctor Zheng!"

Then there was silence again, not knowing what to say at all.

"From now on, you should go to bed early at night, too late will be bad for your health!" He finally picked up a sentence.

She was a little surprised, did he know that I slept late?After thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible. He would not know about such a trivial matter, and he must have nothing to say.

"Thank you for your concern, I will pay attention!" She also replied politely.

Both of them thought it was too weird, but they felt even more sad.

Because I have missed it, even if I talk, I have to keep thinking about it.

The flowers in the cup have fully bloomed and floated gently on the water.

Both of them bowed their heads and did not speak, only listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

"That," he said suddenly, and she looked up at him.

She doesn't like to talk anymore, doesn't like to laugh, doesn't bicker with herself, and doesn't cry anymore. Why has she changed so much?
"There is something, there is something, I want to tell you!" Staring at her clear eyes, he said, or not?How should I say it?
The wind was blowing the bamboo forest, she only heard the sound of the wind, but didn't hear what he said.

She wished so much that she hadn't heard his words, or that the fact that he came today was just her dream.

She didn't speak, just stood up and walked to the door.

The footsteps are so heavy, it seems that the legs don't belong to her anymore.

Tears fell down his face one by one, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

She wanted to approach him, to the person who had left her, to the person who loved her, to her husband, to Xuan Ting!
Originally, she wanted to walk outside the door, but before reaching the door, she had no strength to take a step.

God not only took him away cruelly, but also pulled all her strength from her body.

As soon as her legs gave way, she fell directly to the ground.

He hugged her from behind and she sat helplessly on his lap.

Leaning in her familiar arms, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

He hugged her and held her limp hands.

Her voice became smaller and smaller, until finally there was no more choking, and tears rolled out of her eyes silently, hitting his hands.

In her eyes, it is not the emerald green bamboo forest in front of her, but Xuan Ting's previous appearance, his smile, mischievous smile, silly smile, helpless smile, smile of pity for her, smile of pride after "bullying" her ...

Why, why when I think about it now, he always smiles at her, no matter what mood she is in, he can always make her laugh, he always makes her feel very happy, and makes her feel that life is always full of hope and happiness Sunlight!
"Which one of us is a turtle and who is a bastard?"

"Aren't the tortoise and the bastard a family? How about I go and beg the emperor to give you to me?"

"When you are in a bad mood, just laugh like this, laugh hard, and when you smile, your mood will get better!"

"If one day I am pushed to beheaded, can you burn some paper money for me? I don't want to be poor in that world!"

"I really want to give you thrush for the rest of my life, so that you can be the most beautiful wife in the world every day!"

"Hurry up and pack your things, hurry up and go!"

Ming Xuanyu hugged her tightly, silently.

In the ears, there is still only the rustling of bamboo leaves.

I don't know when it was, the sky became overcast, and then I heard raindrops hitting the bamboo leaves, and then the sound of rainwater flowing from the eaves.

She was still sitting in his arms like that, completely lifeless.

Afraid that she would catch a cold, he carried her into the back room, put her on the bed, wrapped her in a quilt, and was about to get up to close the window, but she held her hand.

He was in a trance first, and when he saw her big eyes staring at him, he smiled slightly and said, "Just go and close the window! You will catch a cold!"

Only then did she let go of his hand, and looking at his back, the last scene of Xuan Ting resurfaced again, she curled up tightly, hugged her knees, and swayed involuntarily.

All the doors and windows were closed by him, because he already felt the coolness.

"Who did it? Don't you know?" She asked, and he shook his head.

"What do you know?" He asked, and she shook her head.

The two were silent.

"In a few days, King Ning will escort Xuan Ting, when the time comes—" before he finished speaking, she nodded and said: "I understand, what to do, I understand!"

She looked up at him, and he stretched out his hand to tie her hair, and said, "Leave the rest to me, and I will definitely catch the murderer!"

She believed in him, no matter what she experienced or what happened, she always believed in him.

However, some things have changed, they have changed, and they can't be like the past!

The next day, she began to change into black clothes and black shirts, and all the hairpins on her head were removed and replaced with small white flowers.

On the 22nd, Ming Xuanyu sent Fang Xin to escort her back to Prince Yi's mansion. When she got off the boat in filial piety and walked into the sedan chair, the concubines who were enjoying the cool air in the imperial garden were all stunned!
She didn't know how long she had walked from the palace to Prince Yi's mansion. When the sedan chair stopped, she realized that she had arrived at the palace.

It's only been two or three months. When she left, there were still red silk and red or gold happy characters hanging everywhere, but now they are replaced with white and black banners everywhere.

The housekeeper Liu Huai is leading the servants at home to decorate the mourning hall, because the prince's coffin will arrive tomorrow, and after the coffin is parked, the mourning will begin.At that time, I don't know how many people will come back to express their condolences, so the servants have to make a lot of preparations.

Liu Huai hurriedly arranged servants to serve the princess back to her room to rest, but Xinyi still insisted that she should go to the mourning hall first.

Sadness was everywhere, and the servants wept from time to time.

"Clean up well! The prince likes to be lively, so don't make it too depressing, otherwise," she swallowed tears, "otherwise, he will be unhappy!"

Liu Huai wiped away his tears and bowed to accept the order.

Yes, he will be upset because he doesn't like to see others cry!

Xinyi quickly walked out of the mourning hall.

The new house in the past has all been replaced with plain colors now, Qiao'er and Lian'er stayed by her side to serve her, and the other maids did not dare to say a word out loud.

The entire Yiwang Mansion fell into deep grief.

On July 23, King Ning escorted the coffin to Beijing, and Princess Antai also arrived.

There was an endless stream of officials who came to express their condolences. Xinyi greeted the visitors in the mourning hall, accepted condolences and returned gifts.

Why was Xuan Ting killed?Isn't it because of something in the court?Then, the murderer who killed him is among these people, or the clues are also on them.Who is the one?Prime Minister?Xinyi guessed while watching the people coming and going.

Most of the officials have one kind of face, it seems that they all have custom-made masks and wear one on different occasions, but when so many people stand together, you will find that they are all the same.

And this kind of unity and low profile is the safest way for officials to survive.

What else could she discover beneath such a mask?
The way to be an official is far from being as simple as she thought.

The next day, she heard that both the deaths of King Yi and King Qian were related to the prime minister, especially King Yi.Immediately afterwards, many officials and literati began to verbally criticize Prime Minister Yang Dezhang.Unexpectedly, King Yu Ming Qincong actually led the battle.The emperor always stood behind the scenes. On the surface, he ordered the Yamen and officials to thoroughly investigate the matter; On the other hand, Ming Xuanyu ordered those who monitored Xuanting to investigate the cause of Xuanting's death on the spot, and sent Wei Yusheng to take charge of the matter.

The prime minister tried his best to deal with this battle against him, but because of the "Appeal to the Thieves" that came out after Wang Zheng and others were killed last year, the prime minister has been under the curse of the people all over the world.Just when the turmoil of that incident was calming down, Yang Dezhang was faced with unprecedented pressure when he was involved in these two murder cases, and the deceased was both the younger brother of the current emperor.

Although he and King Yu became in-laws, the two were always inseparable.In the past six months, they only had disputes over some trivial matters, and there was no such complete tit-for-tat confrontation in the past.The prime minister never expected that it was King Yu who stood up and accused him this time!Maybe he had considered this possibility before, but in the end he still couldn't convince himself.

It wasn't until now that things came out that he really believed in the saying "a wise man will make a mistake if he thinks about it".However, there is no remedy.He knew how determined King Yu was to hit him. Once King Yu got the chance, he would definitely hold on to it.

Judging from the current situation, Yang Dezhang is completely at a disadvantage, and there is no evidence that he is the murderer of the two princes.

how to respond?Whether it was him, King Mu, or other staff members, they all had no idea.

Mu Wang suggested that he take sick leave and rest, and they will find a way.But this sick leave can only be a tactic to delay the attack, and it cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

In the imperial court, from the emperor down, everyone knew very well that it didn't matter who killed King Qian and King Yi, what was important now was how to use these two murders to achieve their respective political goals.

Whoever controls the power and public opinion has the right to express what he believes to be the truth!
(End of this chapter)