Fast-Crossing Time Travel

Chapter 24 The Court Chapter 13
The man in front of him paused in his footsteps, but he just said something lightly.

"Ms. Mei Zhaoyi, I am different from my empress, please forgive me and leave first..." The navy blue robe was blown by the wind at the door, and the cold wind came through the gap of the opened palace door After coming in, Song Jiajia shivered, but said slowly
"If you say that your parents are not dead..." Song Jiajia lowered her head mockingly, recalling what Zhou Zizhen said to her before. That day, before she left, Zhou Zizhen lowered his head and carefully corrected The pile of memorials on the table said without raising his head
"Xuemei, if she refuses to listen to your advice, you can tell him that his parents are in my hands..." Zhou Zizhen's indifferent words made Song Jiajia dumbfounded. If you understand love and understand it with reason, Murong Fu will definitely figure it out, but unexpectedly, he ignores his own character,

"You...what did you say...my parents are not dead?" Pei Fuyun's voice trembled slightly, his body was stiff, he turned his head stiffly and asked seriously
"My parents are really not dead? But I saw them being..." Pei Fuyun's voice trembled more and more, his eyes began to moisten, and his calloused hands wiped his face indiscriminately, narrow and long His eyes were bright and he stared at Song Jiajia, confirming again

"My parents are really alive?" There was hope in the man's eyes, shining brightly, as if the whole person began to come alive
"Yes, Emperor Zhou loves talents, don't you understand? The reason why he destroyed the Zang Kingdom was to expand the country's power and for you. You are a rare military talent in his eyes. How could he kill your parents? I will keep a stalk in your heart, he is a good emperor..." He is so good that he must retain talents by any means, Song Jiajia thought ironically, if, one day, he threatened his country, he would How would you choose?With a bitter smile, he might choose his country...

"Is it because I work for him that I can see my parents again?..." Pei Fuyun's excited mood began to quiet down, his head was lowered in thought, and his calloused fingers slowly stroked Window sill, looking at the window into the distance
"Yes, thinking about what I said before, isn't it a way to get the best of both worlds? If my future child becomes the emperor of Zhou Kingdom, isn't the Zang Kingdom revived in disguise?" Song Jiajia sighed, began to persuade him,
"Okay, I will do my best to assist you, and I will do my best to keep this country..." Pei Fuyun finally figured it out. In fact, he has no choice. Both his parents are in the hands of Emperor Zhou, and he has no choice from the beginning to the end.Pei Fuyun's face softened, and he walked out of the hall slowly...

Song Jiajia looked at the thin body of the man who was getting farther and farther away, lowered her head slightly, and walked out. It was found that Xiaotao was not in the hall. It was so late, where did she go?
The night is deep, there is no sound outside the palace in winter, even the animals have gone to hibernate, the whole palace seems to be shrouded in night veil, it looks even more silent, only the moon is looking out with a pale face outside, in this quiet night Among them, even the meteor flying in mid-air can hear the hissing sound when it flies down.

When I returned to the hall, I saw Zhou Zizhen lying obliquely on the soft couch, still holding a memorial that could never be finished in his hand, slenderly guarding and touching the brush, his eyes and eyebrows were tightly drawn, like He was thinking about something with his head down, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't raise his head, he still lowered his head to correct the memorial, and said in a faint voice,
"Xuemei went to see General Murong today..." The emperor's handsome face showed no other unnecessary expressions, his eyes never left the memorial for even a moment, his fingers kept writing, looking at the man in front of him who was obsessed with state affairs all day long. Song Jiajia sighed, and said slightly

"Zizhen seems to have an endless number of memorials to correct, even coming to my concubine is so busy..." After speaking, they sat on the soft couch together, sat next to Emperor Zhou, and started brewing coffee at the side. Tea.The slender hands elegantly began to demonstrate the series of tea-making processes like an art, and the curling smoke rose from the teacup. The emperor looked at the woman making tea in front of him with a vague expression, but his eyes were slightly unhappy. Open your mouth.

"Xuemei can cook tea?..."

"The concubine thinks that making tea can calm people down, so she likes to make tea very much. Well, please try it, Your Majesty. The tea leaves I use are Yuqian Longjing, the ones you gave me last time..." The woman held a cup of tea with a gentle expression. The tea was handed to the man in the bright yellow robe in front of him. The man took a sip with a confused expression, and nodded appreciatively.

"It's really good. This tea is a tribute from foreign countries. Except for Zhen and the Empress Dowager, I only reward you, little girl, but it's not a waste of tea..." After taking a few sips, Emperor Zhou His mood calmed down temporarily, his eyes softened, he looked at the woman in front of him, and said
"Xuemei, ever since my mother passed away, I have hated the feeling that my mood can be influenced by other people, but you seem to be smashing my concept all the time, Xuemei, never betray me, don't leave Me, don't let me down..." Zhou Huang looked at the woman in front of him very seriously, his eyes were full of sincerity and earnestness, Song Jiajia was a little moved, Zhou Huang was willing to try to trust her, trust is too rare for an emperor up...

"The concubine won't, the concubine will accompany you..." The woman's Qingli face was full of tenderness, her big eyes were full of sincerity, she looked at the emperor in front of her, leaned softly on him, snuggled up to him, softly softly say
"As long as Your Majesty does not dislike your concubines, your concubines will always be by your majesty..." Zhou Huang looked at the gentle and sincere expression of the woman in front of him, his eyes flickered, he sighed, and put his arms around the woman in front of him.

In the candlelight, the scene of the two cuddling each other is so warm that people don't want to open their mouths to break it. There is also a little nostalgia in Zhou Huang's eyes. Such a warm feeling can only be felt when the mother and concubine have not passed away when they were young, but since that day, , as if I didn't feel it anymore, I hugged the woman in front of me tightly, and my eyes sank, Tang Xuemei, you are the first person I am willing to try to believe in, don't let me down...

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