Emperor's Girl Allure: Monk Lord, I won't marry

Chapter 93

"Eldest princess... I wonder if you still keep this?" At this time, a palace man came to Yu Qinghua's side, holding in his hand the white jade hairpin that the empress had always used.

This is just a very ordinary white jade hairpin, but she knows that this is the most beloved item of the empress mother, even if she wears light makeup and plain clothes on weekdays, she still wants to wear this jade hairpin.

It seems that since she was very young, this jade hairpin has been with the queen mother... I don't know where this jade hairpin came from, and who made it, so that the queen mother cherishes it so much.

Sighing slightly, Yu Qinghua waved his hand at the palace man, and said casually: "Take it, the queen mother must also want this hairpin to accompany her."

While speaking, there was a trace of sadness on Yu Qinghua's brow again, she resisted the urge to cry, tried her best to restrain herself from thinking about those things, and said: "Hurry up and take it away, the provincial bengong sees it more and more uncomfortable."

The palace attendant didn't want to stay any longer, and said: "Yes, the eldest princess." After saying that, he went down with the jade hairpin.

Yu Qinghua felt sad, and didn't want to stay in Chonghua Palace any longer.

If she stays for another quarter of an hour, she will feel more pressure, which makes her almost unable to restrain herself, as if she is about to burst into tears.

However, since Su Jinxi left, after she cried like crazy, she swore that since then, she would never cry again, no matter what happened, she would never cry again.

Although she failed to save Su Jinxi's life, and although she failed to make up for this regret, she still had to be grateful.

Since God gave her a chance to be reborn, she must cherish it.

Anyway, she still changed some things, for example, between her and Qiao Chuliang, for example, between her and Concubine Yu, for example, between her and Xiao Qin, Wu Yue, Yu Qingyou...

All of this has been disrupted by her rebirth.

At least, everything now has a new pattern, although not all of them are what he wants to see, but they have all changed, there is no doubt about it.

So, she should still have hope.

It may be that everyone's fate has been fixed, and no one can change this, so the only thing she can change is others.

She can't decide the lives of others, so she will do everything possible to achieve the effect of fueling the flames; if she can't change the ending, then she will change the process.

Anyway, no matter what, this time, she will not give in again.

From now on, she will really do what I think in my heart.

After thinking about this, Yu Qinghua finally decided not to continue to be sad. She walked out of the Chonghua Palace, and the sun outside was just right, hitting her face lazily, which was actually very comfortable.

On the day of Su Jinxi's funeral, the capital city was full of crowds, everyone stood there, and they came to see their mother-in-law off together, but in the crowd, no one made any noise, everyone seemed to have made an appointment, Quietly watched the queen's black lacquered golden wooden coffin drive far out of the city gate.

Yu Tsinghua was dressed in filial piety and stood straight on the city wall. The breeze blew by and blew up her high-tucked hair, which gave birth to a trace of coldness in her life.

In Tsinghua's hair, there is a white jade hairpin pinned, and upon closer inspection, it turns out to be the jade hairpin that was supposed to be buried with Su Jinxi.

But how could it appear on Tsinghua's head?
It turned out that Yu Qinghua repented at the last moment and ordered someone to take the hosta back.

No matter what, there should always be something that belonged to the queen mother in her hands.

She saw that Su Jinxi's coffin had left the city gate and was heading for the imperial mausoleum far away, but she could only watch it here instead of seeing her off in person.

Just because she is the eldest princess of Da Shang, with her status, she cannot go to the imperial tomb, otherwise, she will be bumped into.

I don't know which old antiquity's random nonsense made the posterity follow like this, it's really hateful.

Yu Qinghua watched the funeral procession getting further and further away until she couldn't see clearly, then she turned around and walked back.

When I got off the tower, I saw Yu Jinyuan who was also dressed in filial piety. Yu Qinghua forced a smile and said softly, "Brother."

Yu Jinyuan nodded, then walked towards her, put his arms around her shoulders, and said softly: "The wind is strong, be careful of catching a cold."

Yu Qinghua sniffed, and got closer to Yu Jinyuan, a feeling of warmth welled up in her heart: Yes, she still has an older brother, and her older brother is still...

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghua rolled his eyes at Yu Jinyuan: "Well, let's go back."

Yu Jinyuan smiled softly, stroked her hair, and said: "Go back, and visit Father, I'm afraid he hasn't recovered yet."

As soon as Yu Jinyuan mentioned Yu Chongxuan, Yu Qinghua couldn't help but frowned. She still remembered that night, when his mother died, his gaffe... He, who was always so calm, actually just fainted like that past.

Although before that, he had severely reprimanded her, but at that moment, she really felt sorry for him.

His father, the emperor, also really loved his mother.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghua's brows and eyes became soft again. She looked at Yu Jinyuan and nodded slightly: "Well, I will go and comfort my father... After all... the deceased is dead..." Speaking of which , It was another setback, and I couldn't continue talking.

Yu Jinyuan sighed: "Okay, stop talking, let's go back."

Yu Qinghua nodded obediently: "Yes."

The imperial palace, the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The usually tidy desk dedicated to reviewing memorials by the emperor is now a mess.

Memorials and books were scattered all over the floor, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were in a mess, several empty wine bottles were poured on the desk or on the ground, and there was still a person sitting in front of the desk, holding a jug of wine in his arms without knowing what to do. Drunk down.

"Cough...Xi'er, why are you so cruel...Xi'er, I really like you..."

"Xi'er...you just left...you didn't leave me a word..."

"Heh...to you, what am I? What are you...Why do you treat me so...so cruel..."

Yu Chongxuan took a sip of wine, and began to chatter non-stop. At this moment, his face was haggard, his mouth was full of newborn stubble, his eyes were half closed, and his eyes were distracted.

With his current appearance, how could he still have the slightest look of an emperor?Where is the luxury to speak of?Where is there any talk of domineering?

No one had ever seen him like this, he was dilapidated like a mouse.

"Xi'er...Xi'er, don't go...you stay by my side, okay...I will treat you well, I will make you happy...Xi'er, Xi'er...your smile is so beautiful...so beautiful ..."

"Xi'er, you smiled at me, hehe, you really smiled at me... Xi'er, don't go, don't leave me..."

"You are so cruel...you are so cruel...how could you treat me like this...how could you treat me like this..."

"I like you...I like you so much...I have liked you since the first time I saw you..."

"You smile so beautifully, so good-looking...why don't you smile at me like that...why can't you look at me more...why do you always look like you're out of things...why? ……why……"

"Oh... I'm just pretending to be passionate... I'm being passionate...I'm so stupid, so stupid...You're free, finally free...Only me...Only me"

"Xi'er...Xi'er..."

Whispering again and again, calling again and again, no one can bear to disturb after hearing it.

Yu Qinghua was standing outside the main hall just across the door from him at this moment, she saw his unbearable situation in her eyes, and her heart was also aching slightly.

She has never seen Yu Chongxuan like this.

Whether it's domineering or insidious, he shouldn't be like this. He is too weak in this way, and she can't bear to look at him or say anything.

"Eldest princess, do you want to go in and persuade the emperor, the slave will inform you..." At this time, the father-in-law in charge came over to ask, Yu Qinghua just shook his head slightly and said: "No need, no one should bother him now , just let him be alone for a while.”

After speaking, she slowly backed out.

Yu Qinghua walked slowly towards his own Zhuohua Palace, but before he reached the palace, Dong'er hurried up to meet him.

"What's the matter, running so fast, what's the matter?" Yu Qinghua asked subconsciously.

Dong'er panted slightly and replied: "Wu Guogong's old lady has entered the palace, and she is at the Queen Mother's place now, waiting for you to go over."

What?Grandmother is here?
Yu Qinghua's eyes tightened, and he said, "I see, let's go there now."

Weiyang Palace, outside the palace gate.

Yu Qinghua entered the inner hall under the guidance of the palace servants.

Once inside, the first thing that comes out is the curling sandalwood, which is a special hobby of the Empress Dowager Su. Because she believes in Buddhism, her bedroom is lit with aged sandalwood all year round.

"The eldest princess is here."

With a loud cry, Yu Qinghua raised his head, and saw an elderly woman walking out of the inner hall. At this moment, she was really supported by someone, and she staggered a little under her steps.

Seeing this, Yu Qinghua softened his brows and eyes, and quickly went up to meet the old woman, stretched out his hand to support the old woman, and called: "Grandmother."

"Hey..." The old woman agreed with tears in her eyes. She is the mother of the late Su Jinxi, the grandmother of Yu Qinghua and Yu Jinyuan, the eldest sister-in-law of the present Empress Dowager Su, the wife of Duke Wu, Mrs. Su .

Xu Shi has been sad for a long time, so although Mrs. Su's sadness is beyond words, she really can't shed tears anymore.

God knows that she is an old woman who is almost sixty years old, and she has to bear the pain of losing her daughter. How can she adjust her breath in such a short period of time.

Yu Qinghua supported Mrs. Su's body, and slowly helped her to the inner hall.

At this time, Empress Dowager Su also won out. She was dressed in plain clothes, her hair was gently pulled up, holding a string of shadow Buddha beads, she looked at Yu Qinghua and Mrs. Su indifferently.

"Good boy, you're here." One word, needless to say, everything is said in words.

Yu Tsinghua nodded with a sore nose. She supported her grandmother, and then looked at her biological grandmother, and suddenly realized that the two of them seemed to have aged a lot in just one night.

Sighing helplessly, Yu Qinghua accompanied the two elders into the bedroom.

When she sat down, Yu Qinghua was by Mrs. Su's side. Seeing her sad but forbearance, she couldn't help feeling a little more sad in her heart.

"Son... Your mother's departure is a pain for you..." Mrs. Su seemed about to shed tears again when she opened her mouth, but her tears had already dried up, just when she heard the news of her daughter's death By then, she had already dried up her tears.

(End of this chapter)