The maid is the queen

Chapter 220 Regret
"My Majesty, I beg you one thing, okay? You returned to the Northwest, tell Xia Juntang for me, just say..." I was thinking, and after a long time, I said, "Just say I'm fine now, don't worry about it, you Don't tell him to be more careful." I won't say too much, there are also Lang Teng maids here, if Lang Xiao knows, he will definitely do something again.

A father-in-law handed him an embroidered snow-white kit, and he smelled it and handed it over: "Zhiqiu, smell this fragrance, what is it?"

I took it and sniffed it deeply, the rich fragrance filled my lungs, I smelled it a few more times, but I still didn’t remember the name of this fragrant flower, I shook my head and smiled and wanted to return it to him: “I don’t know, but it smells good. "

He waved his fan and said with a smile: "For you, this is the gardenia from the Daxiang Kingdom, with some spices added, and it has a faint fragrance when you often carry it on your body."

Although I don't like to carry a lot of things on my body, but the other party is the Great Prime Minister, and it's out of kindness, so I don't wear it on my waist.

His hands were clenched into fists and placed on the table. The two of them had nothing to say. When the atmosphere froze, I asked him softly, "Is your foot feeling better?"

"Well, I don't have anything to be afraid of if Lang Teng plays any tricks."

"Lang Xiao is a bastard." I said implicitly.

He smiled: "Indeed, Zhiqiu, I have a picture here, do you want to see it?"

"It's my honor." It's really a little guilty, an emperor can treat me so well.

The father-in-law on one side unfolded it for me to see, and the object of entry was the leaves of the pear tree. The greenness is as thick as jet black, and the oval pears are among the dark green. A woman in white is sitting on a chair, with picturesque facial features. , with long black hair reaching to her waist, beautiful pearl flowers and gold flowers were tied around her head, embellishing the woman more and more beautifully like a jade woman. What is beautiful about her is not her appearance, but her charm, faintly like the horizon The cloud is comfortable and comfortable, and her smile contains her happiness, shyness, and sweetness.

I covered my beating heart with one hand, how could I feel the feeling of this beautiful woman in the painting so much?She looks like me, but I'm not her, her hair is so long, and her face is such a happy smile.

"She is my concubine, and I accidentally lost her." He looked into the distance with a sigh in his eyes: "I will never regret it."

"Then can you still find her?"

He said, "Yes." His eyes were so determined.

"That's good, you don't have to be so sad." Just find it: "Then you find her, the emperor, and give her this painting." Roll up the painting and give it to the eunuch, but the eunuch does not accept it.

The emperor said: "That's exactly what I mean, you still know me so well, this painting is for you."

I shook my head and refused: "I'm not your concubine, Your Majesty." So I can't take this painting, not everything can be accepted.

He looked at the painting on the fan with some disappointment: "I lost her, I really regret it."

I looked at him with some sympathy. It turns out that the emperor would regret it too.He looked at Fan Dongzi again wistfully: "I have two princes and three princesses."

"Congratulations." I said kindly.

His disappointment is getting stronger and stronger, with his deepness and sadness: "My eldest prince is Xu, whose nickname was given by my favorite concubine, Yinger, and another princess named Baobao, and there is another princess named Baobao. A prince whom I love very much, named Xi, the Xi of the sun and the moon."

I nodded when I heard what he said, and being a good listener, being able to listen to the grand minister and the emperor nagging about family affairs is not something ordinary people can hear.

Xi's name is really good. It's not bad that he is the emperor. His name sounds better than others.

"The thing I regret the most is that Fanxi snatched her away from her, thinking that this would protect her, but it was also the beginning of my split with her."

"Oh." I listened with relish, I really like listening to people tell stories.

He asked me hoarsely, "Zhiqiu, don't you feel anything?"

"No." It was none of my business, so to show that I was listening carefully, I asked him, "Why did you take her child away?"

To my question, he answered seriously: "Because I am narrow-minded, the more I care about a woman, the more I want her to be the only one in my heart, do you understand?"

I shake my head, I don't understand.

He still continued to tell his story in disappointment: "I don't really want to hate her, I want to punish her, I watch her go to other men every day, she runs so courteously, she doesn't even ask why There will be too many princes today, and I don’t ask what to do in the northwest, or even worry about what will happen to her if I’m not there? My heart is burning with jealousy, and every time we meet, she is in a hurry to perfunctory me, and she is the most reluctant to let go The man she kept in her heart, she stayed with him for a few days and nights, and she said that she would live with him in the next life, and my heart was cold at that time, it was so cold to the bone."

"What happened next?" I asked anxiously.

"Later, something happened again, let me know that she really didn't have me in her heart, and something happened again, and finally I killed her." He closed his eyes and finished the last sentence, his brows were tightly frowned When he got up, he didn't want to say what happened in the middle, but it must be bad.

I also felt sore in my heart, he said in a low voice: "I want to kill my favorite concubine, do you know what it feels like? She doesn't even bother to beg me."

"I don't know." I said honestly.

I just feel uncomfortable, but what I hear is a little foggy. I'm really not his concubine, so I don't feel as sad as he does.

He opened his eyes again, and looked at me sadly: "Sometimes I really want to shake you awake, and shake you hard from your dreams."

I was surprised and he spoke again: "You already know about my sadness, so let me tell you something happy."

This is good, the Prime Minister's storytelling is too bad, there is no cause and effect, and it is not careful.But I didn't dare to say it. I listened to him while eating sesame biscuits, thinking in my heart that if a man wants to kill his favorite woman, how can he do it?To be an emperor, you really don't have to be ruthless.

My father-in-law brought me a cup of tea overflowing with floral fragrance, and I took a sip, sniffing the scent of jasmine.

There was a smile on his face: "Zhen's Xi'er will be called Father Emperor now. In the harem, no one can be his mother and concubine."

That is, you killed his mother and concubine, who can he call?Poor child.

"He can walk now, and I will tell you something unknown. I brought him to the northwest."

"Oh." I nodded, why did he tell me.

I really like the word Xi, and when I read it, I feel an inexplicable warmth in my heart.

He said Guan his favorite prince, with a proud face: "Xi knows who is his mother and concubine, I let him look at paintings every day, and let him call every day."

"Hehe." What's the use of calling now, it's all strange, he killed Xi's mother and concubine.

"You said, can regret be made up for?"

I shook my head: "Impossible. I heard that there is no medicine for regret in this world. People cannot be resurrected after death. Your Majesty, you must take care of your body." Don't miss the concubine who was ordered to be killed by yourself too much.

He smiled faintly, lowered his eyes to cover the deep sorrow and pain: "This is retribution."

"Hehe." Yes, but I dare not agree.

Lang Xiao came in from the outside, saw him in my small courtyard, he was not angry, but asked each other, then he pulled me up and said: "The emperor is going to leave in two days, Lang Xiao Naturally, I have to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, and I hope the two countries can work together in peace."

I can't believe what Lang Xiao said. Is this still him?
He smiled again and said, "There is a Zhuan Ling Temple ten miles away, and there are countless alleys in the temple. If you are destined, you will naturally meet them."

"What if we meet?" The Prime Minister looked at him domineeringly.

Lang Xiao said: "It is God's will when we meet each other, so God's will cannot be violated."

"Remember your words." He stood up and asked the horse to be ready.

But I saw a murderous intent and a sneer in Lang Xiao's eyes.

Everyone chased their horses, and it was not far away ten miles away. This is the first time I heard of Zhuanling Lane. I went there and realized that it was a rather wide grassland surrounded by high walls. It is Zhuanling Lane, with many entrances, so narrow that only two people can enter, and Lang Xiao said there are two exits.

I didn't want to play, but Lang Xiao pushed me in: "Zhiqiu, look at me and the emperor, who can meet you first?"

"What's so interesting." Bored, are you wandering around the forest with high walls just for one encounter?And Lang Xiao would never be so kind.

Lang Xiao half-closed his eyes and said: "This Zhuanling Lane, if a man and a woman who are destined to come in and want to see if they are destined to hold hands until they reach Baitou, then the two choose different entrances to enter to see if they can come out because of destiny. With its wondrous instructions."

"Can't you not play?" I didn't have much interest.

There is an undercurrent lurking between him and the Prime Minister, An Zhi is not full of murderous intentions, I still want to see Xia Juntang again alive.

The Great Prime Minister, however, smiled happily: "Just go in, you go in first, I think I will definitely meet you."

What do you do when you meet me?Aren't there only two exports?Maybe it was Lang Xiao who met me, or maybe it was the two of you on the same road?I couldn't help laughing at the thought.

Then go in and go in, look up at this high wall, what is so magical, it is just something made of bricks, clean fingers caress the stone bricks that have been stained with the traces of time, the high wall makes the sky The distance is so small, I keep walking, like a bend, I can only move forward, I feel that the surroundings are quiet, there is no sound, even the wind can't blow in, I feel flustered when I walk, Because I can't see where the exit is?Don't know where to turn?I was in a hurry, I walked very fast, passing through those forked roads, there were many directions or exits, maybe another dead end, I stopped and looked carefully, and accidentally saw the small arrow drawn, It was very subtle, just under the wall, and I followed it when I was happy. I went in and turned a corner, and saw a person standing there. I blinked my eyes, not knowing whether I wanted to cry or laugh.

(End of this chapter)