Chang Anqing

Chapter 245
There are many rains in the Qingming season, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

When Princess Pengcheng and her party left Chang'an, it was already after Qingming.

After the death of Empress Mingde, Emperor Yuan Cheng strictly ordered the Daming Palace to no longer hold large banquets, let alone extravagant extravagance.

But when the elder sister of Pengcheng was about to return to Turkic, thousands of miles away, the family affection and longing in the past made Emperor Yuancheng temporarily forget everything he had ordered.

In order to bid farewell to Pengcheng, Emperor Yuan Cheng not only held a banquet at the Huae Xianghui Building all night long, but also presented the rare treasures tributed by Fan Kingdom to Princess Pengcheng like flowing water. Zhizun led all the officials to see him off in front of Suzaku's gate.

Looking as far as the eye can see, the emperor's ceremonies are graceful and majestic, winding from the Suzaku Gate to the inner palace mightily, under the flying banners, Emperor Yuan Cheng looked at Princess Pengcheng in a splendid dress, and suddenly seemed to have returned to many years ago. Back to the year when I sent my elder sister to marry Turkic.

However, the difference is that beside them, there is no Aye who has a forbearing gaze, no A Niang who can't cry, no brother who is unwilling to marry her sister far away.

"Shiro-"

Pengcheng's warm and soft call brought back Yuan Chengdi's messy and depressed thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the faint tears in the eyes of the sister who had always been invisible, but the pride of Princess Tian was still on her lips. Smiling, always straight back, unwilling to be seen by others as weak.

"Sister is going, I don't know when I can come back, if I can come back."

"Sister-"

Peng Cheng's slightly choked-up laughter tore at Emperor Yuan Cheng's already battered and increasingly lonely heart like a choking one.

"But no matter how far apart you and I are, you and I have to believe that only we are the only relatives in this world, connected by blood, constantly parting, and trustworthy relatives."

After finishing speaking, Pengcheng raised his jaw, stood on the high platform overlooking the courtiers and officials who bowed their heads and surrounded them, with the grace and majesty of a superior on his lips, his gaze finally fell on Emperor Yuan Cheng, and he looked firmly at him.

"The group of people under your feet, the world and everything, are now a game of pawns played by you and my siblings, Shiro, remember what I told you, a king is doomed to give up love, whether it is Zhengfei or noble concubine. Well, no matter the queen, they all died in the situation that had already been overturned in Chang'an City. From the moment the queen died, Chang'an City will no longer be overthrown, but will be turned upside down. Now everything has been arranged by you and me , this move must not only be played, but also won, otherwise the next one to perish will be you and me."

Seeing Yuan Chengdi, who was suppressed by the Chen family and had long lost his original appearance of a free and easy young man, no matter how much Peng Cheng couldn't bear it, no matter how sad she was, her heart was always as firm as a rock.

Because she knew that in such a situation where one side was fighting to the death, they had no choice but to become a sharp knife for ruthless killing.

"Silang, remember, even if you are thousands of miles apart, sister will stand behind you. You are never alone. The enmity between Yang, Li, and Shangguan, you and I must never forget, never forget. Only then can I be worthy of the ancestors of my Chen family."

In the distance, Emperor Yuan Cheng was still standing on the farewell platform, looking at the back of his elder sister who grew up with him, played with him, and experienced childhood and youth with him, those sonorous and powerful words still echoed in his heart In the ear, it never dissipated.

"His Majesty--"

When Pengcheng's back completely disappeared in front of his eyes, Chengde's voice came to his ears, but before he finished speaking, Yuan Chengdi turned around silently, and said without hesitation: "Let's go."

At that moment, Chengde, who was serving closely, seemed to see something in the young emperor's eyes that he had never seen before, things that he couldn't say, but that shocked him.

No one knew that from the moment Empress Yang passed away, the only affectionate emperor she ever had had already been buried with her in the distant imperial mausoleum, covered in dust underground.

What is left now is to completely let go of tenderness, reluctance, and fragility, like a knife gouging out carrion, gouging out a clean emperor of the Tian family.

On this day, Shangguan Jifang, who was discussing matters with the emperor, withdrew from the Zichen Palace, Chengde glanced at the slightly tired Emperor Yuan Cheng, and couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, do you want to go out for a walk?"

Hearing Chengde's words, Emperor Yuan Cheng rubbed the back of his neck lightly, stretched out his hand and stood up with Chengde's support: "Let's go."

After taking two steps, Emperor Yuan Cheng looked at Jiang Lihua who was sorting out the case and said, "Order someone else to do these things, and you also walk together."

Hearing Emperor Yuan Cheng's order, Jiang Lihua naturally obediently complied, and when he left the Zichen Palace, Chengde tentatively said: "Your Majesty, let's go now—"

"Let's go to Qingsi Palace."

Thinking of the Shang Shu Ling who had just left, Chengde was not surprised by Emperor Yuan Cheng's response, so he just nodded respectfully and said: "Yes."

However, when the emperor Luanjia came to the Qingsi Palace, he walked into the palace gate and opened the soft curtain, but everyone did not see the cold face, Shangguan Yun, a concubine who was not close to strangers, only saw a figure under the window The plump, fat-skinned woman was wearing a blue skirt. She lowered her head and twirled the needle. The sunlight behind the window made the mole under the woman's eyes even more charming. It seemed that she was tired after a long period of posture. In the embroidered stretch, he picked up the tea cup at hand and took a sip, but he opened his mouth slightly, and yawned faintly with tears.

There are many women in the palace, and there are even more beauties, but even if the person in front of him is placed among these many beauties, he is still beautiful and charming.

Obviously only seventeen or eighteen years old, but she is like a natural stunner, charming and not vulgar, her every move is not frivolous, but it can easily hit people's hearts.

At this moment, even Chengde, who is not a man, was blinded, he quickly swallowed his saliva and lowered his eyes, for fear of looking any further.

"His Majesty?"

In this silence, the woman was bored and wanted to pick up the embroidery work again, but she happened to catch a glimpse of the person outside the curtain out of the corner of her eye, and immediately stood up in shock, and the person in the sewing basket rolled out of her arms Down, fell to the ground.

"I didn't know His Majesty was coming, the servant is guilty."

Looking at the needlework rolling not far from the woman, Emperor Yuan Cheng glanced gently at the woman's fair face and cherry-like lips in his eyes, and walked over slowly step by step.

"Concubine De is a woman who doesn't give way to her eyebrows. Why do you serve her by her side, but you look like a tiger and leopard when you see me? Could it be that I am scary?"

The young emperor stood in front of the woman tenderly and softly at this moment, obviously not seductive, but what he said still touched the woman's heartstrings bit by bit.

"The slaves dare not!"

Seeing the nervous look of the woman, Emperor Yuan Cheng laughed lightly, causing the woman to forget the palace rules, and couldn't help but look up, but she was facing Emperor Yuan Cheng's eyes, which were as warm as the wind and as bright as the sea of ​​stars.

"It's because I didn't announce it. Those who don't know are not guilty. Get up."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Yuan Cheng lowered his hand to pick up the embroidery frame, looked at the delicate and lifelike embroidered patterns on it and said, "Is this the Golden Lantern Vine?"

Seeing Emperor Yuan Cheng asking herself, the woman nodded quickly and said, "Return to Your Majesty, that's right."

Rubbing the flowers under his thumb, Emperor Yuan Cheng slightly raised his eyes and said with a smile, "You like golden lantern vines."

After receiving the woman's affirmative answer, Emperor Yuan Cheng nodded and said: "I remember that you entered the palace with Concubine De, and your name is——"

When Emperor Yuan Cheng hesitated to speak, the woman's expectant eyes showed a faint sense of disappointment, and then she lowered her eyes and said respectfully: "Return to Your Majesty, the name of this servant is Luqiao."

"Green Alice?"

Emperor Yuan Cheng's lips protruded lightly, "He lives up to his name."

Upon receiving the embarrassing arc on the woman's lips, Emperor Yuan Cheng said, "Where is Concubine De?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the lady will go to the garden every day at this time, and this servant will order someone to invite—"

Hearing Luqiao's answer, Emperor Yuan Cheng raised his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll just sit here."

"Pour a cup of tea."

As soon as the voice fell, Luqiao had already taken the order to retreat.

Looking around from a distance, when his eyes fell on the sword box enshrined not far away, he couldn't help standing up and walking over. When he opened it lightly, he felt a sharp air coming, and there was indeed the sword box presented by Zhao Yidian that day. That melee saber.

If you don't think about it, how can you be so affectionate.

When his hand gently stroked it up, the scene in the temple that day appeared before his eyes again.

Things in this world never seem to satisfy people's wishes.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Emperor Yuan Cheng silently put down the sword case, went back to the couch and sat down, and the next moment Lu Qiao came in with tea herself.

When the woman stretched out her hand to offer the tea, Emperor Yuan Cheng who was close to him could keenly feel the difference.

It turned out that there was a dark fragrance filling the sleeves.

As a man, why did Emperor Yuan Cheng not understand the reason, he only took a sip of the tea at this moment, and then praised: "It's cooked very well."

After sitting for a while, seeing that Shangguan Yun still hadn't come back, Emperor Yuan Cheng didn't wait any longer, got up and left with a group of people.

But when he only walked to the corridor of the palace gate, Emperor Yuan Cheng stroked his waist and said: "Jiang Shizhao, it seems that my jade is left there, go and get it for me."

Hearing this, Jiang Lihua naturally nodded and left. After she left, Emperor Yuan Cheng lowered his gaze, silently stared at the palace in front of him and said, "Chengde, go find a pot of golden lantern vines."

Hearing the surprised Chengde's expression on Shangyuan Chengdi's face, and then looking at Jiang Lihua's back, he immediately understood, and said immediately: "Yes, this servant will be quietly sent to Lady Luqiao tonight."

Hearing Chengde's clever answer, Emperor Yuan Cheng smiled lightly, but turned around and got on the chariot without any warmth in his eyes, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The Golden Lantern Vine seems to have no leaves or roots, so weak that it has to cling to the flowers and plants beside it.In fact, under the pitiful appearance, it can use its own vines to absorb everything that the surrounding flowers and plants can endure to survive. It will not look for the next target until the attached flowers and plants wither to death.

He wants to see if this golden lantern vine from Shangguan's house can catch his eyes and make some contribution to make him look different.

(End of this chapter)