Dressed as the regent's palm
Chapter 323 All Problems Solved
Chapter 323 All Problems Solved
Qing Yange felt a ray of fiery eyes staring at her for a moment, and she looked over, and saw the burning eyes in Jiu Que's long and narrow eyes,
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere returned to its original appearance in an instant.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had returned to normal, Xiao Nuomi Duanzi withdrew his little hand, picked up the juice and drank it again, and said to the two: "Hurry up and sit down, people want to drink juice, don't block me. "
Jiu Que and Qing Yange showed embarrassment, and returned to their seats, sitting close together.
During the meal time that followed, the three of them ate without talking, and only heard the sound of tableware being used and chewed.
Finally, the little glutinous rice dumpling finished eating the last piece of delicious fish, and he climbed down from the table with some difficulty. The little head, which was not as high as the table, was completely blocked by the table, and only heard the soft and waxy voice, "Auntie, uncle, eat slowly, I'm going out to play cuju~"
After finishing speaking, he saw that the little glutinous rice dumpling rushed out like a meat ball.
Mingyue and Qingyuan who were guarding the door immediately went up to meet them.
Qing Yuan: "How many goals does the Emperor plan to score today?"
Zijin: "One!"
Mingyue: "Why doesn't your majesty think about winning a few more?"
Zijin: "Because I think the number one is good, just like my aunt said, a couple for a lifetime is her biggest expectation in this life."
Qingyuan and Mingyue looked at each other, and they both smiled in the next second, "Okay, then let's try to score a goal today!"
"Come on~" Zijin cheered.
The three of them drifted away like this, and soon heard laughter coming from the yard.
Inside the hall.
Qing Yange finally finished the last bite of food with great effort, and swallowed it. She glanced at Jiu Que, and said with sullen lips: "I'm done eating, you can eat slowly."
After saying that, Qingyange stood up, patted the wrinkles on her body, and planned to watch the little glutinous rice dumpling play Cuju.
However, before she could move a step, a giant grabbed her wrist and blocked her way.
Qing Yange struggled, her brows slightly frowned, "Jiu Que, what are you doing? Can you hear me if you let go?"
Jiu Que put down his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows to look at him. There was a trace of evil in his eyes. He tilted his head and smiled and said, "What's wrong with me not letting go?"
"What do you want?" Qing Yange asked angrily.
Jiu Que patted the seat beside Qingyan Ge where he had just sat, and smiled, "Sit down and chat."
Qingyange bit her lip, and her thin lips slightly opened a beautiful arc, "Didn't Zijin say, let's love each other and not quarrel? I'm feeling a little bored now, and I don't want to talk to you for now, I'm afraid I'll get angry later Said hurtful things, hurt our feelings."
Jiu Que chuckled, and the magnetic voice sounded, "Qingyange, don't you believe me?"
"Where do I not believe you?" Qing Yange asked back.
"Then why don't you dare talk to me? It's because you're afraid that the answer I'll give you isn't what you want, right?"
Jiu Que's eyes were as deep as a mist, so hazy that he couldn't see the bottom at all.
Qing Yange was watched by Jiu Que's eyes that seemed to have insight into everything, and she finally sat down again.
She put her arms around her chest, "Just chat, who is afraid of whom?"
Jiu Que picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Qing Yange, and then poured another cup for himself.
Jiu Que took a sip, the fragrance of tea was flowing between his lips and teeth, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he said slowly: "Did you hear that the ministers proposed to me in the early court that I should be the emperor, forcing me to be emperor?" Zijin abdicates?"
Qingyange's hand holding the teacup froze slightly, her face was very unnatural.
But Jiuque continued leisurely: "Don't worry, I refused, as long as I'm here, Zijin will always be the emperor."
Qing Yange's pupils dilated little by little, staring at Jiu Que in disbelief, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
There was a soft light in Jiu Que's eyes, he nodded and said, "I know."
"Isn't it your dream to be the emperor? My Qing family took away the throne that should belong to you. Why do you give up now when you say you want to? Are you worthy of your ancestors like this?" Qing Yange stared earnestly. Looking at Jiu Que, those eyes were more serious than ever before.
The corner of Jiu Que's mouth curled into a beautiful arc, "Of course I know."
"Then you still..." Qing Yange hesitated to speak.
She thought for a moment, and then said: "I dare not discuss this issue with you because I don't want to force you. I will feel guilty if you make such a choice for me."
Jiu Que stretched out his bony fingertips to caress Qingyange's face, and the fingertips slid from Qingyange's brow bone to the center of the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, and finally the thin lips.
His speed is very slow, but very serious.
"Qingyange, I didn't make this choice for you." Jiu Que said seriously.
"You are obviously afraid of hurting me, so you choose to go against your heart..." Qing Yange sighed slightly, her eyes were full of sadness.
Jiu Que's thin lips hooked slightly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, "No, this is my original heart."
"Your true heart?" Qing Yange raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Jiu Que smiled and said: "I used to think that what I wanted was the throne, even if I lost the memory of you, but after getting along with you and Zijin during this time, I found that I want It's warmth."
"Warm..." Qing Yange's eyes flickered.
"Yes, it's warmth, a feeling like a family member." Jiu Que's eyes were lingering on Qing Yange's face, and his tone was gentle.
"But—" Qingyange was about to refute.
But Jiu Que put his index finger on Qing Yange's thin lips, and he murmured, "Listen to me, will you finish?"
Qing Yange nodded.
Jiu Que continued:
"You know, I had a very bad childhood. My father and mother do love each other very much, but they only have each other in their eyes, and they rarely see me."
"Father often needs to fight in the battlefield, and mother always goes with him, leaving me alone in the palace, saying that she is worried about my safety, but she never sent me a letter when she was away from home."
"I've always been alone, I don't have any special friends, and I don't have any special desires. Gradually, I became very withdrawn and my personality was very cold."
"When my father died in a foreign country, I was very sad, but I never thought that my mother would leave me. When she chose to kill herself, she never thought about my situation. At that time, I was only so young, and I was about the same height as Zijin. However, my mother went to Huangquan with my father, leaving me alone."
"Do you say I want the throne? I was so young at that time, how could I have such a concept. Do I hate your father? Of course I do. At that time, I thought he was the one who broke my family up."
"But I don't have a home at all. They didn't give me warmth, they didn't remember my birthday, and they didn't even see me when I was sick and caught a cold, and they didn't ask about it."
"The idea of wanting the throne was only instilled in me by the people around me when I was growing up, and made me grow up to avenge my parents, but in fact, the time my parents spent with me didn't even add up to a month. , I can’t really remember their voices and smiles for a long time.”
(End of this chapter)
Qing Yange felt a ray of fiery eyes staring at her for a moment, and she looked over, and saw the burning eyes in Jiu Que's long and narrow eyes,
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere returned to its original appearance in an instant.
Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had returned to normal, Xiao Nuomi Duanzi withdrew his little hand, picked up the juice and drank it again, and said to the two: "Hurry up and sit down, people want to drink juice, don't block me. "
Jiu Que and Qing Yange showed embarrassment, and returned to their seats, sitting close together.
During the meal time that followed, the three of them ate without talking, and only heard the sound of tableware being used and chewed.
Finally, the little glutinous rice dumpling finished eating the last piece of delicious fish, and he climbed down from the table with some difficulty. The little head, which was not as high as the table, was completely blocked by the table, and only heard the soft and waxy voice, "Auntie, uncle, eat slowly, I'm going out to play cuju~"
After finishing speaking, he saw that the little glutinous rice dumpling rushed out like a meat ball.
Mingyue and Qingyuan who were guarding the door immediately went up to meet them.
Qing Yuan: "How many goals does the Emperor plan to score today?"
Zijin: "One!"
Mingyue: "Why doesn't your majesty think about winning a few more?"
Zijin: "Because I think the number one is good, just like my aunt said, a couple for a lifetime is her biggest expectation in this life."
Qingyuan and Mingyue looked at each other, and they both smiled in the next second, "Okay, then let's try to score a goal today!"
"Come on~" Zijin cheered.
The three of them drifted away like this, and soon heard laughter coming from the yard.
Inside the hall.
Qing Yange finally finished the last bite of food with great effort, and swallowed it. She glanced at Jiu Que, and said with sullen lips: "I'm done eating, you can eat slowly."
After saying that, Qingyange stood up, patted the wrinkles on her body, and planned to watch the little glutinous rice dumpling play Cuju.
However, before she could move a step, a giant grabbed her wrist and blocked her way.
Qing Yange struggled, her brows slightly frowned, "Jiu Que, what are you doing? Can you hear me if you let go?"
Jiu Que put down his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows to look at him. There was a trace of evil in his eyes. He tilted his head and smiled and said, "What's wrong with me not letting go?"
"What do you want?" Qing Yange asked angrily.
Jiu Que patted the seat beside Qingyan Ge where he had just sat, and smiled, "Sit down and chat."
Qingyange bit her lip, and her thin lips slightly opened a beautiful arc, "Didn't Zijin say, let's love each other and not quarrel? I'm feeling a little bored now, and I don't want to talk to you for now, I'm afraid I'll get angry later Said hurtful things, hurt our feelings."
Jiu Que chuckled, and the magnetic voice sounded, "Qingyange, don't you believe me?"
"Where do I not believe you?" Qing Yange asked back.
"Then why don't you dare talk to me? It's because you're afraid that the answer I'll give you isn't what you want, right?"
Jiu Que's eyes were as deep as a mist, so hazy that he couldn't see the bottom at all.
Qing Yange was watched by Jiu Que's eyes that seemed to have insight into everything, and she finally sat down again.
She put her arms around her chest, "Just chat, who is afraid of whom?"
Jiu Que picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Qing Yange, and then poured another cup for himself.
Jiu Que took a sip, the fragrance of tea was flowing between his lips and teeth, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he said slowly: "Did you hear that the ministers proposed to me in the early court that I should be the emperor, forcing me to be emperor?" Zijin abdicates?"
Qingyange's hand holding the teacup froze slightly, her face was very unnatural.
But Jiuque continued leisurely: "Don't worry, I refused, as long as I'm here, Zijin will always be the emperor."
Qing Yange's pupils dilated little by little, staring at Jiu Que in disbelief, "Do you know what you're talking about?"
There was a soft light in Jiu Que's eyes, he nodded and said, "I know."
"Isn't it your dream to be the emperor? My Qing family took away the throne that should belong to you. Why do you give up now when you say you want to? Are you worthy of your ancestors like this?" Qing Yange stared earnestly. Looking at Jiu Que, those eyes were more serious than ever before.
The corner of Jiu Que's mouth curled into a beautiful arc, "Of course I know."
"Then you still..." Qing Yange hesitated to speak.
She thought for a moment, and then said: "I dare not discuss this issue with you because I don't want to force you. I will feel guilty if you make such a choice for me."
Jiu Que stretched out his bony fingertips to caress Qingyange's face, and the fingertips slid from Qingyange's brow bone to the center of the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, and finally the thin lips.
His speed is very slow, but very serious.
"Qingyange, I didn't make this choice for you." Jiu Que said seriously.
"You are obviously afraid of hurting me, so you choose to go against your heart..." Qing Yange sighed slightly, her eyes were full of sadness.
Jiu Que's thin lips hooked slightly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, "No, this is my original heart."
"Your true heart?" Qing Yange raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Jiu Que smiled and said: "I used to think that what I wanted was the throne, even if I lost the memory of you, but after getting along with you and Zijin during this time, I found that I want It's warmth."
"Warm..." Qing Yange's eyes flickered.
"Yes, it's warmth, a feeling like a family member." Jiu Que's eyes were lingering on Qing Yange's face, and his tone was gentle.
"But—" Qingyange was about to refute.
But Jiu Que put his index finger on Qing Yange's thin lips, and he murmured, "Listen to me, will you finish?"
Qing Yange nodded.
Jiu Que continued:
"You know, I had a very bad childhood. My father and mother do love each other very much, but they only have each other in their eyes, and they rarely see me."
"Father often needs to fight in the battlefield, and mother always goes with him, leaving me alone in the palace, saying that she is worried about my safety, but she never sent me a letter when she was away from home."
"I've always been alone, I don't have any special friends, and I don't have any special desires. Gradually, I became very withdrawn and my personality was very cold."
"When my father died in a foreign country, I was very sad, but I never thought that my mother would leave me. When she chose to kill herself, she never thought about my situation. At that time, I was only so young, and I was about the same height as Zijin. However, my mother went to Huangquan with my father, leaving me alone."
"Do you say I want the throne? I was so young at that time, how could I have such a concept. Do I hate your father? Of course I do. At that time, I thought he was the one who broke my family up."
"But I don't have a home at all. They didn't give me warmth, they didn't remember my birthday, and they didn't even see me when I was sick and caught a cold, and they didn't ask about it."
"The idea of wanting the throne was only instilled in me by the people around me when I was growing up, and made me grow up to avenge my parents, but in fact, the time my parents spent with me didn't even add up to a month. , I can’t really remember their voices and smiles for a long time.”
(End of this chapter)
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