The queen bullies me every day

Chapter 352
Concubine Zhang sat in front of Zhang Xiyuan's couch, holding his hand tightly.

She stopped crying, but tried her best to smile nicely, and just stared at Zhang Xiyuan intently.

Zhang Xiyuan's breathing was already very weak, and he turned his head to look at Concubine Zhang forcefully, "Xiaoxiao, tell me about you, if you laugh like this, you might as well cry."

Concubine Zhang pursed her trembling lips, trying her best to hold back the bursts of tears forced by her nose, "Father, you are laughing at me again."

"You're old, why are you kidding me?" Zhang Xiyuan patted Concubine Zhang's palm, stared blankly at the painted beams on the top of the beam, and recalled: "I always remember, when you were so young in the past, I always looked forward to seeing you." I watched you grow up. Later, somehow, it seemed that you grew up overnight. It was ridiculously 'big'."

He said, couldn't help laughing.

The laughter spurred a few coughs, and blood gushed out from Zhen's wound.

Concubine Zhang pressed the supra on Zhang Xiyuan's wound, and said in a low voice, "Father, don't talk about it, just sleep for a while."

"If I close my eyes, I'm afraid I'm going to sleep forever, and it's not too late. Dad wants to talk to you."

No matter how hard Concubine Zhang could control her emotions, she threw herself on Zhang Xiyuan's shoulder and broke down crying.

Zhang Xiyuan didn't persuade her or stop her, and let her vent her repressed emotions on his shoulders.

He hummed the nursery rhyme that he used to coax Concubine Zhang when he was a child. As long as Concubine Zhang at that time heard Zhang Xiyuan hum this tune, she would be able to stop her tears from bursting.

"Dad has galloped in the battlefield all his life. He has made countless meritorious deeds. He has gained fame and fortune, and he is accompanied by such a flowery and beautiful family as your mother. Dad has no regrets. If I want to say regret, the only regret is that I was not able to see you and you. The four kings get married."

"Do you know? Dad never expected you to bring him any help in the harem. Dad sent you into the palace, just hoping that you would live well. Dad used to be stupid and superficial, and felt that there was nothing more comfortable than the palace. Your aunt is in the palace again, and now the Holy Majesty is your cousin, and no one dares to bully you in this life. But later, your aunt wrote to tell Dad that you were not happy, and Dad spent the whole night Can't sleep."

Zhang Xiyuan sighed, and his voice was a little weaker, "Parents, who doesn't want their children to live happily? I know, I know you have always felt in your heart that I put you in the palace to replace your father." Complete. Dad didn't explain it to you, because after all, it was an impulsive decision made by Dad, which almost cost you your whole life."

"It's fine now, everything is fine." Zhang Xiyuan smiled gratifiedly, and slowly closed his eyes, "Xuan Bing is a responsible man. He is with you, Dad is at ease. Dad is at ease."

Concubine Zhang bent down on Zhang Xiyuan's chest, listening to his weakening heartbeat, held back her tears and said in a deep voice: "Father, don't worry. My daughter will live a good life with Xuan Ping, and my daughter will never let my father replace my daughter again." Worry about it. Take good care of your wounds, and when your wounds are healed, your daughter will marry Xuan Ting. You still have to send your daughter off to get married. You didn't send your daughter off the day your daughter entered the palace, but your daughter has always hated that. "

Zhang Xiyuan smiled grimly, "Father won't marry you off. A married daughter is a splash of water. Aren't Li Guochen and Zhou Muyuan tough guys? They all cry when they marry their daughters out of the court." It's a shame to be a tearful person. Don't be ashamed, dad, and don't let them see him cry."

Zhang Xiyuan rubbed it, and took out a blood-stained ecru token from his chest, and stuffed it into Concubine Zhang's hand with difficulty, "You take this tiger talisman well. With it, you can order all the soldiers of the 72nd Department of Foreign Affairs to fight You dispatch. You don’t need to avenge your father, live your own life well, just treat your father as a tiger charm in your hand, always protecting you. I hope that you will be well-rounded and happy for the rest of your life.”

Concubine Zhang tightly held the Tiger Talisman in her hand, and she refused to let go even a bit when it hurt her palm.

Outside the window, ink was splashed in the night, dotted with flying snow white, falling on Zhang Xiyuan's pale hair along the slightly opened Ling window.

He hummed the nursery rhyme that he used to lull Concubine Zhang to sleep when he was young, and his voice gradually weakened.

At the moment when there was no sound, Concubine Zhang continued humming along with his tune.

She held Zhang Xiyuan in her arms, just like how Zhang Xiyuan coaxed herself to sleep when she was young, but now she thought she was coaxing her father to sleep.

Soon, Zhang Xiyuan fell asleep in Concubine Zhang's arms.

He frowned coldly at others all his life, and even Concubine Zhang rarely saw him smile.

Today, with a smile on his lips, he slept very peacefully.

In the days that followed, concubine Zhang took care of all the things she did, the selection of the cemetery, the cremation, and the confinement.

Xuan Ping wanted to help, but she refused.

She said: "This is the last thing I can do for Daddy, just leave it to me."

Until seven days later, on the day of Zhang Xiyuan's first seven days, the Zhoucheng palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, red and yellow, and the sound of firecrackers and joy continued.

This day is the day when Concubine Zhang and Xuan Ping get married.

The difference is that there are few smiles on the faces of the newlyweds.

Once they paid homage to the high hall, the two worshiped Zhang Xiyuan's spiritual seat.

After the three worships, Concubine Zhang burst into tears.

Kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up, she murmured in a very weak voice: "Dad, have you seen it? My daughter is married, everything is fine, don't worry."

On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, Concubine Zhang snuggled into Xuan Fing's arms and shed all tears.

The hatred in her heart made her plump body tremble uncontrollably.

Xuan Ping hugged her even tighter, and asked: "But it feels cold? Do you want me to light some more charcoal pots?"

Concubine Zhang shook her head and hugged Xuan Ping tightly, "Why. Why did he treat us like this?"

Xuan Ping was speechless, his heart was as cold as a stone.

The one who issued the killing order himself was his own brother who had talked with him at night.

He never thought that one day, he would face such a desperate situation.

If Zhang Xiyuan hadn't protected him and Concubine Zhang by himself that day, he would be the one who was enshrined in front of the mourning hall today.

"My lady, don't worry, I will definitely avenge my father."

Concubine Zhang wiped away the tears on her cheeks with her hands, and said ruthlessly: "I have to take Murong Xuanjue's life this time! Only then can I comfort Father Zaizhiling! And my aunt, Jin'er! None of them can have anything to do! I want to let Murong Xuanjue will pay for his own mistakes!"

"Do you think he is still the fifth younger brother?" Xuan Ping sneered, "We all heard clearly that day that he wanted to eradicate even the crown prince. He is definitely not the fifth younger brother, and I will never show mercy to him."

The night was thick and the snow was falling more and more densely.

The newlyweds hug each other tightly, and no one can sleep this night.

(Starting from the next chapter, Concubine Zhang began to use her original name Xiaoxiao for the description.)
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