Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1064 Using tricks to seize power and personally killing his father (3)
A few people retreated, and Feng Qingli stood alone in meditation.Thinking of the Empress Dowager Xirong's accession to the throne, Dazhao would also send envoys to congratulate her, but last time the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet broke up badly, if Dazhao sent people there again, the gang of courtiers would make a fuss again.If according to his previous temperament, he could do whatever he wanted, regardless of what those people did?
only……

He looked up at the sunset in the sky, with infinite melancholy in his eyes.Why do you have such an identity?The empress had a good saying, Dazhao was supposed to be out of position, so what was he doing in this muddy water?
But that person can't die yet, after he dies, he must succeed to the throne.

He squinted his eyes, his eyes were a little deep.

It's time for the Queen Mother to die.

Eight hundred miles away from the Xirong Imperial Capital, there was a carriage moving forward unhurriedly.The carriage is not luxurious, but it is by no means simple.Occasionally, when the car window is opened, you can smell a faint fragrance, which is refreshing.The driver was a little boy, who looked like he was only in his teens, but he had a pretty face.

"How long will it take to reach the Imperial Capital?"

A man's elegant and magnetic voice came out of the car, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

The little boy replied: "There is a post station in front of us. Take a rest overnight and get up early tomorrow morning to make your way. You will reach the Imperial Capital by noon."

"Ah."

The man in the car stopped talking, and then only heard a slight sound. The curtain of the car window was pulled open, revealing the flickering side face of the man, as delicate and beautiful as a car.His hair like black ink quietly fell down his white clothes, and his quiet eyes were as vast and beautiful as a jade, making people feel fascinated and awed by him.

With such a peerless demeanor, who else could there be besides Feng Qingyue?

Fortunately, this is a trail, otherwise, if a passer-by catches a glimpse of such a celestial figure, they will definitely stop in amazement.

However, this person who is especially loved by the heavens seems to be unaware of the shock that his face will bring to people.It's just that no one can see his downcast eyes in the dark corner, so lonely.

After driving fast for more than half a month, he changed the carriage after crossing the border, just to see her sooner.

I don't know how she is now?What will it be like to meet again?After that day, did she already hate herself?Now she is nearly five months pregnant...

Feng Qingyue closed her eyes, and leaned back a little tiredly.

Ali didn't like this imperial power, and he hated it even more.He kept that promise for more than ten years, how can he give up halfway now?Doesn't that mean that it was a wrong choice to give up on her?

No, he couldn't bear that pain.He would rather overthrow the situation between Jiangshansong and A Li, and see them standing side by side looking at the vastness of the world and living a happy life.At least, he felt a little comforted in his heart.If you can't have her, it's good to be able to give her happiness with your own hands.

Many things can't be controlled by themselves, especially people like them, who are destined to overlook the world in the future.That being the case, then he will help them fuel the flames.

In this way, he can go with peace of mind.

Pressing the position of the heart with his fingers, there was a slight pain, but he smiled faintly.

The curtains were lowered, hiding the desolation that flashed in his eyes.

But at this moment, the Xirong Palace, the Emperor's Sleeping Hall.Qiu Mingyue was sitting on the head of the bed, feeding the medicine to Emperor Duanmu one mouthful at a time.The servant girls who were waiting by his side had long been dismissed by the old emperor, and there were only father and daughter left in Nuo Da's palace.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, Qiu Mingyue took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth for him.

"Jing'er."

Duanmu Huang looked at her with soft eyes.

"These days, you listen to the government at any time, can you gain anything?"

Qiu Mingyue sat on the side with downcast eyes, and said lightly: "I would like to listen to His Majesty's teaching."

Emperor Duanmu's eyes dimmed, "Jing'er, are you still unwilling to forgive father?" Although this daughter lived in the palace as he wished, she still refused to call him father, and he was inevitably a little disappointed.

Qiu Mingyue smiled slightly, "Your Majesty is serious. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, so what's wrong with you? Everything you have given Jingxi is Jingxi's blessing. It's too late for Jingxi to be grateful. How can I forgive you?"

Duanmuhuang held her hand tightly, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

"Jing'er, Royal Father won't live for a few more days. I know that it was my fault for abandoning you back then. It's only because Royal Father was too cowardly and unable to shake the power of the national teacher, so you have suffered so much among the people these years... ..."

"Your Majesty is serious again." Qiu Mingyue interrupted him with a smile, "I have had a good time in Dazhao these years. Although I couldn't reunite with my father in the early years, at least I had a loving mother who taught me carefully. Later, when I returned to the Qiu Mansion, I lived with my sisters. Even if we have some conflicts, it is harmless. No matter how bad it is, there is still my husband who loves and cares for me..."

Mentioning that person, Qiu Mingyue closed her mouth again, subconsciously wanting to caress her lower abdomen, but then remembered that there were other people around at the moment, so she held back.

"Jing'er still misses your husband?" Emperor Duanmu observed the words and expressions, finally found the key to the problem, and sighed.

"The national teacher has told me about your stay in Dazhao." He paused, then frowned and said, "This matter is really inappropriate. You are my majestic princess of Xirong, how can the national teacher marry you?" Yu Dazhao’s prince? Being an undercover agent doesn’t mean you, a golden branch and jade leaf, personally risked yourself. Didn’t the little girl in Prince Zhang’s Mansion be sent to Dazhao since she was a child? It’s really outrageous that she has only been a little maid beside the Empress Dowager Dazhao for so many years , but you are so tired that you have to compromise, every day..."

"I'm not wronged."

Qiu Mingyue interrupted him, her eyes were indifferent and cold.

"This is the only thing she asked me to do that suits me."

Emperor Duanmu frowned, "Jing'er—"

"When you married my mother back then, didn't you encounter opposition from the courtiers?" Qiu Mingyue cut off his words again, with a half smile and seven parts indifference.

"I forgot to tell you that I married him voluntarily, not because of the national teacher's persecution. But I did leave him because of her persecution."

Emperor Duanmu choked and remained silent.

Qiu Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, "Of course, people like you who have lived in imperial power since childhood don't know what true love is."

"That kid lied to you from the very beginning, and what kind of truth is he talking about, in my opinion—"

Emperor Duanmu obviously didn't like Feng Qingli, and his tone was a bit cold.

"He didn't lie to me, I was the one who has been lying to him." Qiu Mingyue's tone was also a little cold, and seeing his expression of indifference, she couldn't help but sneered again: "At least he loves me, protects me, and treats me like a pearl." Bao, unlike you, one said he was my father but abandoned me. The other accepted me as an apprentice for some great cause of the family and country, but in the end he just regarded me as a usable pawn. None of you are as good as him!"

(End of this chapter)