Jin Boliang: Concubine Mei does not accept joy

Chapter 36 Seeing You Again, It Hurts My Heart

just let it die with the wind
Listening to Zi Yun's "Long Lovesickness", Ning Qin'er suddenly felt depressed.

She thought, the beautiful peach blossom forest when she first saw it;
She thought, the boy who always blushed and shy;
She thought, when they were ignorant teenagers;
Tears fell unconsciously.

Zi Yun felt movement behind her, turned around suddenly, and saw Ning Qin'er standing behind her.

Seeing Ziyun turning her head, Ning Qin'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes in panic, pulled her lips into a smile, and said softly: "Sister, don't be offended, it's just that this song "Long Lovesickness" reminded me of something, so I unconsciously And wept."

"The queen is serious, Xuexu is going to make tea."

Entering the hall, just as Ning Qin'er was seated, there was a leisurely voice from outside the room, Zi Yun chuckled, knowing without looking that it was Luo Wuhen, the crazy doctor who was fooling around.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law." After a burst of shouting, a red shadow flashed into the hall instantly, "Sister-in-law, brother, I'm back, do you miss me?"

Zi Yun stared at her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Wuhen, how many times have I told you that I am not your sister-in-law, and also, I have guests here, so don't be presumptuous."

Luo Wuhen curled his lips and hummed nonchalantly: "What guest?"

Turning to look at the brocade-clothed woman sitting in the hall with her back facing him, a trace of surprise flashed in Wuhen's eyes, "She is..."

"Empress Empress." Zi Yun received it casually, completely unaware of the surprise in his eyes.

"Queen?"

Ning Qin'er turned her head to look at Luo Wuhen who was standing at the door in red, with a deep smile in her eyes, but calm, the dimples on her cheeks were still so touching: "Long time no see, Wuhen, brother. "

Hearing that elder brother Wuhen's voice, Wuhen's eyes were immediately covered with a layer of haze, his face was completely devoid of the usual unruliness, and his voice was deep and weak, but there was a hint of remorse and helplessness:
"Qin'er."

Zi Yun was startled suddenly, as if something sounded,
Could it be that Wuhen was talking about Ning Qin'er?
Turning to look at Wuhen, Zi Yun suddenly felt uneasy, Wuhen wouldn't do anything wrong, right?After all, Qin'er was the woman he liked since childhood, but now she is someone else's wife, and she is about to become a mother.But what Ziyun didn't expect was that their first meeting after a long absence was unusually calm, Wuhen just stood there in a daze, while Ning Qin'er just looked at him with a smile.

They are like strangers, speechless, just looking at each other calmly.

I don't know how long it took, but Wuhen finally opened the way: "Qin'er, you, how have you been in the past few years?" There was a forbearing calm in the words, and every word was so difficult.

"very good."

Two words, just two simple words, made Wuhen's already stiff face instantly turn pale.

"That's good."

It's so simple to reply with three words.

Zi Yun sighed softly and looked at them, why bother to torture herself like this, even if everything is impossible.

When Ning Qin'er left Yiyun Palace, she had a faint smile on her face, completely ignoring Wuhen's pale face, and just walked away gracefully and gracefully.

Watching Ning Qin'er leave, Wuhen never said a word, but just fell into the red sandalwood chair in a daze, with a dull expression on his face.

"She is that girl!" Zi Yun said lightly, without asking a question but directly using an affirmative sentence, "What do you want?"

"Now she is the mother of a country, and she is pregnant with a dragon fetus. You have missed it. Wuhen, promise me not to disturb her again."

Wen Yan Wuhen didn't respond, just sat in the rosewood chair dully.

A group of unknown birds fluttered away outside the house. Under the warm sunshine, the bamboo in the yard swayed and rustled in the wind.

"Sister-in-law, do you think this crazy doctor is the kind of stalker?" While speaking, Wuhen's usual uninhibited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said carelessly, "Please, why should I give up for a tree?" A forest."

Zi Yun looked at the smiling Wuhen in surprise, frowned slightly, but then smiled lightly and said, "That's good."

"By the way, you have been there for the past few days, but you have always disappeared."

"Ah...well, this crazy doctor is just walking around. After all, I'm just a commoner. After finally entering the palace, I have to have a good time."

Turning his eyes suddenly, Wuhen lightly raised his beautiful sword eyebrows, narrowed his peach eyes slightly, stroked his chin with one hand and said frivolously: "However, after all, this palace is really a good place. This harem is comparable to the brothel outside the palace. Ah, there are many beauties everywhere, all of them have good figures and are extremely glamorous." After finishing speaking, his face was full of reverie.

Hearing this, Zi Yun couldn't help covering her lips and chuckling: "The one who compares the emperor's harem to a brothel, you are still No. 1 in history, then the emperor will become..."

"Buddhist, ah, but how can there be a bustard who visits brothels by himself, no, no, it should be a client, haha..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Suddenly there was a burst of anger, and Di Yao stepped in with a slightly angry face, yelling at Wuhen, "Senior brother, this is the palace, don't talk nonsense, it may bring about murder at any time of."

Wuhen chuckled lightly, with disdain on his face: "Yao, such a good atmosphere has been ruined by your stinky face, do you think your brother and I are a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Brother, I know you are not afraid of death, but you may cause trouble to Yun'er."

"So it's for Zi Yun." He turned his eyes strangely to look at Zi Yun who was surprised and silent, with a smile on Wuhen's face.

"I really failed as a senior brother, hey!" After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave with a look of frustration, "I think I'd better go."

"Senior brother." Di Yao looked at Wuhen and turned to leave, and hurriedly shouted, "Senior brother."

Helplessly looking at Wuhen and Ziyun, Di Yao finally said, "Yun'er, I will leave with Wuhen first, and come to see you another day."

"En." Nodding slightly, Zi Yun stopped talking.

Ronglan Hall:
"It's been seven months, and the woman will give birth in three months." Concubine Rong caressed her bulging abdomen, "If she gives birth to a boy, I will be finished."

Turning around suddenly, Concubine Rong had a ferocious face: "Father, what should I do, what should Rong'er do?"

"What should we do? Since the incident at Qitian Temple, the emperor has been eyeing our Zhen family. Now Fengqin Palace is full of guards, and all the food and beverages have been inspected one by one. Not even a fly can hide from their eyes." .”

"There is only one plan now."

Seeing the seriousness on Zhen Ling's face, Concubine Rong was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled up his sleeves, with deep anticipation in her eyes: "How?"

"For today's plan, we can only do it when the queen gives birth and the child is full moon. There will be a lot of people on that day, so we will definitely have a chance to do it."

Turning to look at her daughter, "Rong'er, if she doesn't succeed that day and she gives birth to a dragon son, then our Zhen family will be finished, understand, so we must succeed, understand?"

Nodding lightly, a trace of determination flashed in Concubine Rong's eyes.

Everything in the palace seemed to be getting calmer with Luo Wuhen's departure.

Concubine Rong Gui also lowered her sharpness because of the fetus in her womb, so she never came to look for Ziyun again, but sometimes when she occasionally met in the Imperial Garden or other places, she would walk past Ziyun's nose full of arrogance. Slowly proud of the color.

But Zi Yun always smiled lightly and never cared.

And Luo Yiming always stays in the Fengqin Palace. Luoning Qin'er has been pregnant for seven months and will give birth in three months. Therefore, the whole palace is in a state of vigilance. After all, this is the royal family's first child. , no one dares to neglect.

The spring breeze in March carries a hint of warmth, blowing on the face with a burst of soil fragrance dissolved in green grass, the peach blossoms are drifting, and the light pink peach petals slowly fall, rubbing the soil and swaying again, blowing with the wind Make an arc, and eventually return to dust and turn into spring mud.

(End of this chapter)