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The moon is cool as water, and the locust flowers in the palace have opened one after another. Ji Heng stands in front of the door of the study, feeling the fragrance of the land that has just rained.

He took a deep breath, and a smell of soil and flowers came to him. Ji Heng carried his hands and looked sad. "Are the little stools and hibiscus flowers in the palace open?"

Ji Heng has no interest in other flowers, but this hibiscus flower is his favorite. He also sends a gardener to take care of it. From time to time, he has to find a small stool to learn about the specific situation.

"Back to the emperor, the hibiscus flowers are half in bloom. The gardener said that it would be the best time to wait, and the emperor would be invited to enjoy the flowers." The stool drooped her eyes.

Flowers?

With a flash of light in his brain, Ji Heng suddenly thought of something, "where is the lady of the imperial concubine? Please pass her on quickly. I have something to discuss with the lady!"

Hearing the speech, the little stool still stood still. He hung his hands and trembled slightly, "the emperor, the imperial concubine and empress, can't come..."

"why can't we come? That's OK. I'll go and find her myself. "

Ji Heng's eyebrows spread out in an instant. As soon as he lifted his feet, he wanted to go straight into the continuous drizzle, but was stopped by a small stool. He did not speak, but just knelt in front of Ji Heng.

A burst of pain in the knee, the small stool with a moderate voice to remind the way, "the emperor, lady, has been funeral, according to the Queen's etiquette."

However, Ji Heng first showed a shocked expression, and then he showed disbelief on his face. He waved his hand, "no way, you're deceiving me. Love princess has been in the palace all the time. I want to find her!"

The tone of his voice suddenly becomes higher. Ji Heng lifts up his robe and runs towards the rain. The stool takes a sad look and quickly gets up to catch up with him.

"The emperor! Emperor! How many dozen umbrellas you have! " Small stool holding an umbrella closely followed behind, but can not catch up with the pace of Ji Heng.

He walked fast and ran in the direction of his heart. The rain hit his face without knowing it. His heart was pounding in his chest, refusing to have a moment's rest.

Cold and hot heart formed a sharp contrast, Ji Heng had no extra energy to think about other things, he only focused on speeding up the pace under his feet, from the beginning of the rapid, into the later gallop.

The rain has not been drained out. With the pace of Ji Heng, the rain hits his feet without any suspense, and the bottom of his robe. He doesn't care much, and finally stands in front of the door of the house of pepper and pepper.

The vermilion gate is closed, which is different from the bustle in the past. Now the three masters here have died one after another. The Jiaofang hall has become an empty palace.

Ji Heng stretched out his hand and slowly pushed open the door. His voice was just like the past, but this time there was no figure running to him again. He looked around and saw no one.

At this time, the small stool arrived panting, "the emperor, you are so strong... I can't catch up with you..."

Ji Heng didn't pay attention to him. He just looked at the empty courtyard in a daze. Because of the bad luck here, no one came in at all, and the things inside were the same.

The only difference is that there is no more popularity here.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard, Ji Heng was in a daze, as if he couldn't feel the rain falling down from his head. He looked at a pot of flowers in front of him, but he was blocked by a small stool under the umbrella.

A faint glance at him, Ji Heng did not refuse, but asked in a hoarse voice, "little stool, do you think I did wrong this time?"

Small stool a Leng, did not seem to respond to come over why this problem suddenly came to his head.

"How could you be wrong, emperor?"

"Ha ha ha, I knew you would say that. Each of you said that the emperor must be right, but no one is perfect. I regret it now..."

as Ji Heng said, a drop of water suddenly fell from his chin. The stool could not tell whether it was tears or rain, so he lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

"You all say that I am heartless and cruel, but who knows the pain in my heart..."

it is like tearing his wound bloody apart. Ji Heng covers his chest and says in agony. His mind is full of happy pictures of himself and liuluan.

But these have now become a bubble, and he will have to rely on these memories for the rest of his life.

In fact, Ji Heng more than once thought about why he would be so cruel at that time, is it just because Liu Luan said those words? If he had known that he would lose her, he would have nothing to do with her.

"If it was autumn girl, would the emperor be so sad?"

The little stool did not know where his courage came from, and suddenly asked.

Hearing Peng Qiuqi's name, Ji Heng was also stunned. Then he glared round his eyes and grabbed the collar of the stool. "What did you say just now?"

After all, there was still the majesty of the emperor. When the stool looked at the black eyes, he was scared to death and repeatedly waved his hands to defend himself.Looked at him for a while, Ji Heng just put him down, and then, he showed a painful expression.

"Heng'er, why did you come here alone?"

Suddenly, from behind him came a voice, Ji Heng quickly turned back, because the voice more than once let him feel frightened.

Tang Wan had a kind smile, and she was only with a little maid in law. There was no usual battle. Ji Heng was stunned and forgot to salute for a while.

In fact, he could not get used to the royal rules.

However, Tang Wan just glanced at him lightly, and didn't care. She came slowly, splashing with water every step. "Heng'er, it's raining outside. Do you want to come to this gloomy place?"

Said, she would stretch out her hand to hold Ji Heng, but saw Ji Heng's body instinctively dodged back for a while.

Tang Wan's eyes flashed a trace of gloom, but it was also fleeting. She awkwardly tugged at the corners of her mouth, "heng'er, the Yin Qi here is too heavy..."

"after mother, the children's ministers just want to come here to have a look. After all, people can't be reborn after death. Why should the mother care so much about these red tape?"

Ji Heng looks impatient and doesn't look at Tang Wan.

So he didn't see Tang Wan's hands tightly under his sleeve. Her long fingernails were deeply embedded in her flesh, trying to control her temper.

Anyway, the boy's good days are over!

"Heng'er, the empress mother doesn't mean that. It's just that the weather is not good today. The empress mother is afraid that you may be infected with cold. In that case, will it not delay a lot of things?"

At some point, Tang Wancai finally dragged Ji Heng out. The two returned to Ji Heng's study and sent the palace people out.