Chang Anqing

With the unremitting persuasion of the courtiers, the edict of the emperor finally came down, and Yang Che, the king of Qin, was made the king of Luoyang, Yang Zhen, the king of Yue, was the king of Kuaiji, and Yang Zhao, the king of Shu, was the king of Lujiang.

On this day, when Yang Che came to the Lizheng Palace again, it was already sunset, and when he walked to the front of the hall, he was not surprised to see those two familiar figures from the back.It turned out that after the incident from Jiuge, Yang Zhao's biological mother, Liu Jieyu, brought Yang Zhao to the Lizheng Hall to kneel down and reflect on herself.

At this moment, the sun was shining in the sky, Liu Jieyu still had her hairpin untied like that, dressed in a thin plain dress, and lay down piously in front of Shiji, the gentle sunset glow fell on her body, but she couldn't get rid of the unnegligible beauty on her body. Motherly light.

Looking at this scene, Yang Che couldn't help laughing at himself, his heart became colder and colder.Looking at Wulang Yang Zhao at the side, for a moment, he was so envious of this younger brother.

So what if there is no aura of being a direct descendant, even if one comes from a humble background, and even if there is no support from a strong mother clan?

At least, Goro got the most selfless family affection in the world, at least he has a mother who can do everything for him.

No trade-offs, no favoritism, no interests.

And what about him?
Yang Che couldn't help laughing, he looked up at the Lizheng Hall where he had been shut out for several days, and thought of the grand lady who sat on the phoenix seat in rich clothes and luxurious clothes, would there ever be a day like Liu Jieyu? Treat Goro as usual?

"The King of Luoyang—"

Knowing that Yang Che had come to the Lizheng Palace again, Shang Gong Yinniang hurriedly retreated quietly. Hearing her call, Yang Che gradually came back to his senses.

"I'm here to ask to see A Niang, and I also ask Shang Gong to report on my behalf."

Yin Niang was not surprised by Yang Che's request, but thinking about Yang Che's coming every day, Queen Li never avoided seeing him. It can be seen that Queen Li was extremely angry because of Jiuge. Difficult, but looking at Yang Che in front of her, Yin Niang finally nodded and sighed: "I will report to Her Royal Highness, San Lang, please wait a moment."

When Yinniang turned around and quietly entered the hall, she saw Empress Li still standing behind the desk practicing calligraphy to soothe her nerves. In silence, Yinniang walked in bravely, hesitated for a long time before cautiously probing: "Your Highness, Sanlang has come to beg to see you again , who are waiting in front of the palace with Liu Jieyu and the others—"

Hearing these words, Empress Li paused for a moment, but continued to practice calligraphy as if she had never heard of it for a moment. This made Yinniang's back tense, and she couldn't move forward or retreat for a while. After thinking about it, she finally said: "Your Highness , now that the decree of enfeoffing the king has been made, Sanlang will go to the fief in a few days, I don't know when we will see you again—"

In the calm and calm Shenshuixiang, Yinniang saw that Empress Li was still unmoved, and she couldn't help but sighed and felt a little sad. In the past, the Taiwei's mansion was such a loving mother and child, and brothers and sisters were respectful. Entering the gate of the palace, everything has changed unconsciously. Since Jiu Ge's death, the gap between the mother and son of the Tian family, Empress Li and Luoyang King, has become deeper and deeper, and I am afraid that I will never go back.

Glancing at Empress Li, Yinniang silently lowered her head and walked out slowly, only thinking about how to return.

"Let him in."

Just when Yinniang opened the bamboo curtain of Concubine Xiang with complicated emotions and was about to go out, she heard Empress Li's voice behind her. As soon as these words came out, Yinniang's pupils lit up immediately, and then she recovered and said with some joy :"yes."

When hearing Yinniang's call, not to mention Liu Jieyu and Yang Zhao who were kneeling in front of the palace, even Yang Che at this moment was extremely surprised. When he looked up at this familiar palace, his right hand was hidden in his sleeve. Xia secretly clenched his fists, as if mustering up his courage, it took a long time before he walked in.

After entering the hall and passing through the bamboo curtain, Yang Che saw Empress Li behind the book case. Only then did he realize that he could not help being nervous, even guilty——

"Auntie."

After the words fell, the mother in front of him was still unmoved. Yang Che lowered his eyelids sadly, and the next moment he lifted his robe and knelt down, his back straightened, and he said in a deep voice: "Aye's will has been made, my son will not I will go to the fief in the next day, my son is not filial, and I will not be able to be filial to my mother's knees in the future. This time, I don't know when I will see you again. I hope that my mother will take care of her body. Don't forget to add clothes when the weather is cold. Today, my son is worshiping Don't--"

Speaking of this, Yang Che's voice was hoarse, and in the silent air, Empress Li only felt a stagnation in her chest, stuffy, so stuffy that her throat was choked, and her eyes were slightly hot.

The next moment, seeing the young son in front of her kowtow on the ground, and listening to each sound of touching the ground so sincerely, Empress Li squeezed the pen tightly, and couldn't help but look at the thin one in front of her again. Many figures, obviously have thousands of words of concern and concern stuck in their throats, but when they speak out, they become indifferent and alienated for some reason.

"Understood, since you have seen me today, let's go back and make preparations early."

Hearing these few words that couldn't be simpler, Yang Che raised his head in shock, but what he met was Empress Li's cold profile.

A Niang, have you separated from him so far?
At this moment, Yang Che's hands were numb, and he felt both hatred and fear in his heart.

He hated, hated so much in Empress Li's heart, he couldn't compare to Yang Yan after all.

He was afraid, so afraid that if he separated from Empress Li, he would have nothing.

Without the favor of his father, without the support of his mother, is it true that he should be sent to a fiefdom and turned into a prison?

no, no--

The extreme fear sent chills down Yang Che's spine. He knew that he would never let this happen. The current A Niang has no proof, but she was distracted by Jiu Ge's words.

He had to find a way to dispel A Niang's doubts.

"To this day, Auntie still doesn't want to trust her son? My son and my brother grew up together, how could they covet him so much and lay such a cruel hand on him? All this is just Jiu Ge's bitter plan. Divide us-"

Speaking of this, Yang Che once again looked at Empress Li almost beggingly and said, "Mother——"

When Empress Li heard this call, her heart was shaken a little after all. When she turned her head to look at Yang Che who was kneeling there with red eyes and eyes full of expectations, Yang Yan once again appeared in her mind lying on the ground. On the sick bed, the scene where life and death are uncertain.

What she feared most in her life was seeing her own flesh and blood killing each other.

That's why she tried her best to support Erlang to take over the position, and that's why when she saw that Erlang and Sanlang fell in love with Ah Man, she resolutely married her to Zhao Yi.

Because she didn't want to see the two brothers turn against each other because of Ah Man.

Originally, she believed that with Erlang's character, if he became emperor in the future, he would treat Saburo kindly, so she would be at ease even after a hundred years.But when Jiu Ge said all that before she died, she was undoubtedly scared. There is only one crown prince, and she couldn't be fair in this matter.

Ke Sanlang, did he ever understand her painstaking efforts?
Today's words, how much truth, how much false?

Now, even she herself doesn't know.

"Aunt would like to believe you."

While Yang Che was waiting anxiously, he heard Empress Li's response. When he raised his head, he saw that Empress Li had already walked up to her, and she stretched out her hand like when she was a child, signaling him to get up.

"But I want you to swear, swear by what you want most in your heart, swear that you will never compete with Erlang in this life, and swear that you will be as close as ever in this life."

Then the next words knocked Yang Che back to the original place again. Yang Che's heart fell into the abyss in a daze. Looking at his mother who was as gentle as before, he deeply understood that they would never go back. went.

At this moment, Yang Che's heart was colder than ever before. Under his mother's expectant gaze, Yang Che slowly stretched out his right hand, met Queen Li's eyes without hesitation, and said word by word: "My son swears here , in this life, I will never covet the crown prince's position, and I will never compete with Erlang, if I violate this oath, I will teach my son that what I want in this life will be fruitless, and what I want will not be achieved, and what I want will not be achieved."

Hearing the profound and heavy oath, Empress Li knew how heartbreaking it was, but now, she had no other choice, and a tear rolled down Empress Li's eyes involuntarily.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly to caress Yang Che's cheek, her words were filled with endless complexity and sadness.

"Sanlang, you and Erlang are both A Niang's children. They are the flesh that fell from me. A Niang has lost your sister, and I can't lose any of you anymore. You understand A Niang's painstaking efforts." -"