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Chapter 154 The pain of losing a child
Emperor Yu's gloomy voice came to his ears, Song Qinghuan's pupils trembled, and he raised his eyes to look at Emperor Yu, his eyes became more foggy.

She didn't show surprise, she just hooked her lips lightly, and said in a cool voice, "Why?"

Emperor Yu was silent for a moment, and said, "Wu Yang, I know, I have treated you too badly before..."

"Father..." Song Qinghuan interrupted him lightly, "The past is over, so there is no need for Father to mention it. I know that Father also has his own difficulties." Song Qinghuan's words were very understanding, but that The warmth in the words does not reach the eyes.

Today, she no longer trusts anyone easily.

The expression on Emperor Yu's face froze, as if he was a bit at a loss.After a while, Fang rubbed his hands, took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind. He looked up at Song Qinghuan, "Wuyang, do you want this world?"

At this time, the maids and servants in the palace had already been dismissed, only Zhong Huai and Shen Xing accompanied him, and there was no one else, so Emperor Yu said this without any scruples.

Song Qinghuan frowned, and looked at Emperor Yu suspiciously, "Father, I don't understand what you mean."

"Wuyang, although the Cangxie Sword is just a broken sword, I think that the legend of winning the Cangxie Sword that has been handed down for so many years cannot have come from nowhere. Since you can stand out among the many princes and concubines, you have successfully won Cangxie Sword, I feel that this is God's instruction." Emperor Yu's voice was faint, and his voice was tinged with desolation.

"Wuyang, you know, among the four countries in the Yunqing Continent, I, Yu Country, is the weakest in national strength. I am already old, and I have become powerless in many things. After all, these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains belong to your next generation."

Emperor Yu looked a little tired, sighed heavily, and stared at Song Qinghuan without blinking, with helplessness and hope in his eyes.

Song Qinghuan raised his eyebrows.

She never thought that one day, she would hear such words from Emperor Yu.

After all, in her impression, Emperor Yu has many common problems of emperors, such as arrogance, suspicion, and desire for power, and he is a good master of imperial power.

Otherwise, how could they tolerate the rapid growth of the Ning family and Ning Tengyue's arrogance, just to support him to contend with the Wei family.

However, what does he mean by saying this now?

"Wu Yang doesn't quite understand what Emperor Father means." Song Qinghuan raised her brows slightly and looked directly into Emperor Yu's eyes.

Emperor Yu stared at it for a moment, then turned his eyes away suddenly, "Wuyang should also know that in the history of Yunqing Continent, there are not no precedents for empress dowagers and empresses..."

Song Qinghuan's eyes lit up.

Crown Princess?Empress?Royal father actually has such thoughts?
When Brother Wuhuang was still there, she hadn't thought about this possibility. With Brother Wuhuang's temperament, he neither liked nor was suitable to be a king. What's more, he didn't have a strong mother's family behind him, and he didn't like his father. , the possibility of replacing Song Yan as the prince is too small.

Besides, at that time, she had mixed love and hatred for Shen Chuhan, and she wanted to get rid of his control wholeheartedly, knowing that the only possibility was to become strong enough with him.

Therefore, she had the idea of ​​wanting to be an empress.

But now that Song Xuan is dead, and her only reason to stay in Yu Country is gone, how can she still have the heart to be an empress?After finally reliving her life, she didn't want these worlds, the world, and the world to become obstacles between herself and Shen Chuhan again.

Song Qinghuan only twitched her lips, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Could it be that Father wants to abolish Song Yan's crown prince?"

Emperor Yu pursed his lips in a straight line, he didn't directly admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

"Father, don't forget that the Wei family still has a lot of power in the court. If father takes risks at this time, it is inevitable that the Wei family will not make any moves." Song Qinghuan calmly analyzed the facts.

Regardless of whether she can become an empress or not, it is impossible for her to become a crown prince now.Otherwise, the Wei family vowed not to let it go.

Right now, she still doesn't have time to deal with the Wei family.

Emperor Yu clenched his fist bitterly, obviously being poked in the sore spot by Song Qinghuan.

"Therefore, the marriage contract between Erchen and Prime Minister Shen cannot be changed." She glanced at Emperor Yu, and then said.

Everything now has to come after her marriage with Shen Chuhan.

——She waited for so long and didn't want to wait any longer.

Emperor Yu glanced at the Cangxie sword on the table, how could he be reconciled, gritted his teeth and said, "If so, wouldn't it be cheaper for Liangguo?"

Now everyone in the world knows that the master of Cang Xie Sword is Song Qinghuan.If Song Qinghuan married Prime Minister Shen, the Cangxie Sword would definitely go to Liangguo with Song Qinghuan. Without the deterrence of the Cangxie Sword, how long would Zhaoguo and Chenguo be at rest?
Although he didn't want to admit it, Emperor Yu knew that the current Yu country was in a situation of internal and external troubles.On the outside, there are Zhao Kingdom and Chen Kingdom, who are eyeing the border territory covetously, while inside, there are Wei Family and Ning Family who are growing stronger day by day, and they have repeatedly refused to accept discipline.Not to mention Yang Fu, who has not been caught yet, who is hiding in the dark just waiting to give him a fatal blow.

Every time he thought of these hidden dangers that would emerge at some point, Emperor Yu couldn't sleep at night.

It was not easy to get the good news that Wuyang had won the Cangxie Sword, and perhaps it could deter those restless factors at home and abroad, but he didn't expect that Wuyang would soon marry to Liangguo again.

How unwilling was he in his heart, that's why he came up with the idea of ​​testing Song Qinghuan's meaning with the words of the Empress Dowager Li.

Song Qinghuan blinked her long and thick eyelashes, her eyes were quiet, but her eyes were still calm, "Father also said just now, why did my son stand out from so many princes and concubines, and successfully won the Cangxie Sword?" It's something you didn't expect at all."

Hearing Song Qinghuan's words, Emperor Yu grinned in embarrassment, "Zhen..."

"Let's not talk about father, I don't believe it either." Song Qinghuan raised the corners of her lips, as if she didn't think it was a pest, "so might as well guess, why did I succeed in getting the Cangxie Sword?"

Emperor Yu stared at her suspiciously, obviously very puzzled, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, his face froze.

Song Qing smiled happily, and continued, "Father must have already guessed that the main reason why my minister was able to successfully win the Cangxie Sword was because of the help of Shen Xiang."

She paused, her eyes flickering, "So Father thinks, if you want to cancel the marriage contract between your son and Chen Xiang at this time, will he agree?"

"He likes you?" After a while, Emperor Yu asked in a deep voice.

"This marriage was proposed by Shen Xiang." Song Qinghuan's expression was indifferent, with a warm smile like a spring breeze on his face, but Emperor Yu couldn't see what was in his heart.

"What about you? You like him too?"

Song Qinghuan didn't answer Emperor Yu's words directly, but said, "Father, you can't deny that Prime Minister Shen is an excellent husband-in-law candidate."

Emperor Yu was at a loss for words.

Song Qinghuan is right, looking at the Four Kingdoms, Shen Chuhan is indeed a perfect husband-in-law candidate, otherwise, how could he become the son-in-law that the noble women of the Four Kingdoms want to marry?
However, he just felt a little awkward in his heart, as if the development of the matter was not under his control.

After Song Qinghuan finished speaking, she didn't say any more, she just lowered her head, and Qingling's eyes fell on the teacup in her hand.

She knew Emperor Yu's psychology.

On the one hand, he got the Cangxie Sword, which was supposed to be of benefit to the Yu Country, but he didn't want to, since he was going to marry to the Liang Country soon, it was naturally impossible for him to keep the Cangxie Sword.It's as if I thought it was something I was sure about, but after I touched it, I returned it. Naturally, I felt uncomfortable, so I tried my best to keep myself.

On the other hand, he still has nostalgia and feelings for his mother and concubine in his heart, and feels that he has been treated badly in the past.If such a marriage with Shen Chuhan wanted to be voided, he would naturally find a better escape route for himself.And in his opinion, this way of retreat is—to abolish Song Yan's crown prince and make himself the crown prince.

Song Qinghuan couldn't tell what it was like.

Although her father's treatment of her was finally not as cold as in the previous life, she still couldn't feel a sincere sense of intimacy.

"That's all." After a long time, Emperor Yu finally raised his head and looked at Song Qinghuan with serious eyes, "Your marriage with Prime Minister Shen should continue as usual. Otherwise, it will only spread the words of my country and not believe it."

"Yes, Royal Father." Song Qinghuan respectfully complied.

"It's getting late. You must be very tired after traveling all the way. The emperor won't keep you any longer. You should go back to the palace earlier and rest." The mist in Emperor Yu's eyes disappeared, and a loving expression appeared on his face care.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave." Song Qinghuan got up, saluted Emperor Yu, turned around and got off the high platform.

"Wuyang." Emperor Yu called her.

Song Qinghuan stopped and turned around, "Is there any other order from Father?"

Emperor Yu looked at the Cangxie sword on the table, and said in a gloomy voice, "Cangxie sword, take it back to the palace."

Song Qinghuan frowned, with a little surprise in his eyes.

She did not expect that Emperor Yu would return the Cang Xie Sword to her so easily.Although this Cangxie Sword is not very useful to him, but in the future when Shen Chuhan returns to Zhao, with the Cangxie Sword in his hand, it will be much easier to use its name.

He didn't refuse, nodded his head slightly, and gave Shen Xing a look.

Shen Xing understood, stepped forward to close the sword case, and held it in his hand.

Song Qinghuan bowed to Emperor Zhao, "Then father and son will take their leave." Saying that, he led Shen Xing to the entrance of the hall.

Unexpectedly, just two steps away, there were mournful shouts coming from outside the door, like two thunderclaps suddenly on the ground, getting closer and closer, and in an instant, they reached the entrance of the main hall.

Song Qinghuan listened attentively, and couldn't help frowning——

That voice was clearly somewhat familiar.

But after a while, there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the hall. Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Song Qinghuan simply stopped, stopped aside, and looked at the entrance of the hall with a cold expression.

Appearing at the entrance of the hall was Concubine Ning Gui in plain palace attire.

She looked haggard, pale, and her eyes were red and swollen. With the help of a maid, she entered the hall of Xuanshi. She was no longer as fierce and charming as before, and she was still repeating the shout that she heard just now, "Yi'er, My Yi'er, Your Majesty, Yi'er of my concubine!"

She swept her eyes and saw Song Qinghuan who was standing beside her. She was startled for a moment, then suddenly became dazed. She broke free from the maid's hand and rushed forward, crying, "Wuyang, my Yi'er, I How did Yi'er die...? He didn't die, he didn't die, right?!"

Song Qinghuan leaned aside, avoiding the force of Concubine Ning's pounce, glanced at her sad appearance, lowered her head, and said in a cool voice, "My concubine, please mourn."

For Song Yi and Concubine Ning Gui, she didn't feel any sympathy or sadness in her heart.Song Yi died, but he was the only one who had a heart problem, so it was impossible for him to be too warm to Concubine Ning Gui.What's more, when Song Yi was about to die, he pushed himself out as bait.

She has never been a person who repays evil with virtue.

Concubine Ning Gui was very sad at this moment, she couldn't listen to her words, she was still crying and muttering something, the tears in her eyes seemed to have drained, she was so sad that she couldn't hold back.

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, she shook her body, and suddenly looked up at Song Qinghuan, her eyes shot red and evil, she gritted her teeth, and said viciously, "Is it Song Yan? Tell me, is it Song Yan?" What the hell!"

If Song Yi dies, Song Yan will be the direct beneficiary, so it is not uncommon for Concubine Ning to suspect Song Yan.

At this time, Song Qinghuan couldn't answer Ning Guifei's question head-on, so she said in a deep voice, "Please take care of yourself, my lady."

Concubine Ning shuddered, staring at Song Qinghuan closely with her red eyes, she was hysterical when she spoke, "It's Song Yan! It must be Song Yan! He has always been on guard against Yi'er, it must be He, it must be him and Song Qingyi, took this opportunity to kill Yan'er, so as to get rid of his serious trouble!"

As he said that, he turned his head suddenly to look at the angry Emperor Yu, and wailed loudly, "Your Majesty, you must decide for your concubine!" In front of him, he knelt down with a "plop".

"The emperor please make decisions for my concubines!" She cried and kowtowed to Emperor Yu.

"Please the emperor make decisions for my concubines!" There was another clear kowtow.

Song Qinghuan watched coldly from the side, and could see that Emperor Yu's expression was very unhappy at this moment.He glanced darkly at Concubine Ning Gui who was kneeling down, and finally said in a hoarse voice, "Concubine Gui, get up and talk first."

"If the emperor doesn't agree with the concubine, the concubine won't get up!" Concubine Ning's brows and eyes were full of stubbornness, she was still kowtowing her head, the crisp sound echoed in the hall, it was shocking to hear, and soon, her forehead Bright red blood oozes out.

Emperor Yu was furious, and looked at the trembling palace maid standing aside, "What are you still doing there? Help the imperial concubine get up!"

Song Qinghuan glanced coldly, and recognized the two maids who were next to Concubine Ning Gui, called Fangrui and Yunrui.

After being yelled at by Emperor Yu, the two of them shivered in unison, Nuonuo should be, hurried forward, one left and one right helped Concubine Ning Gui up.

Concubine Ning Guifei ate very little these days, her body was very weak, she was pulled up by Fangrui and Yunrui lightly, but her feet seemed to be unsteady, she leaned softly on Fangrui's body .

"Why don't you serve the noble concubine so that she can rest in the palace?" Emperor Yu frowned, and looked at Fangrui, his eyes were full of anger.

The death of Song Yi and Song Xuan already made him very uncomfortable, but how can he feel at ease when Concubine Ning Gui came to make trouble again at this time?
"Back... If you go back to the emperor, the empress heard that the princes and concubines have returned to the palace, and they have to come to see the emperor, slaves... slaves can't persuade..." Fangrui emboldened and replied tremblingly.

"Useless stuff!" Emperor Yu knew that this matter was actually not related to the two maids, but Concubine Ning Guifei had just lost her son, so he couldn't help venting his anger on her.

Fangrui and Yunrui didn't dare to defend themselves, so they didn't dare to say more.　
At this time, Concubine Ning's sobbing gradually subsided, her eyes were vacantly looking at the ground, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Emperor Yu sighed deeply, sympathizing with Concubine Ning for losing her beloved son, and did not want to hold her accountable for her misbehavior in front of the palace, so he waved to her, "My concubine, sit beside me."

At this time, Concubine Ning Gui also seemed to wake up suddenly from her overwhelming hatred, the water in her eyes receded, replaced by a thick layer of mist.

She stood up straight, looked at Emperor Yu with dark eyes, clenched her teeth, revealing a pityable weakness in her strength.

Emperor Yu's heart softened, he waved his hand again, and called again, "Wei'er, come here."

This time, he changed the boudoir name of Concubine Ning.

Concubine Ning's eyes flickered, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she finally moved her feet and walked towards Emperor Yu's seat.

Seeing this, Song Qinghuan, who was standing on the sidelines at the entrance of the main hall, knew that he had nothing to stay behind. He glanced at Shen Xing and was about to leave quietly, but he heard Concubine Ning's hoarse voice.

"Wuyang stay behind!"

Her voice was not low, she was hoarse after crying for a long time, and at this moment, there was a passing wind blowing in, blowing the candle flames, and it felt a bit penetrating for a while.

Song Qinghuan had no choice but to stop again, looked towards her, and saluted, "What orders does the imperial concubine have?"

Ning Guifei barely restrained the grief in her heart, and stared straight at Song Qinghuan, "Can Wuyang step forward and speak?"

Song Qinghuan didn't move, she just stared at Concubine Ning deeply.

On the contrary, Emperor Yu frowned and opened his mouth, "Wei'er, Wuyang has been exhausted all the way, and I am already very tired today. If there is anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Your Majesty, my concubine just ask a question, please let me be your Majesty." Concubine Ning Guifei's eyes fluttered, her eyes were full of sadness, her brows and eyes were full of sadness, she could see how much pity Emperor Yu felt, and she sighed heavily. "That's all."

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes to Song Qinghuan, "Wuyang, you can stay for a while."

Song Qinghuan nodded, his expression became colder, "What do you want to say, please ask."

"Yi'er, how did he die?" After staring closely at Song Qinghuan for a moment, Concubine Ning opened her mouth word by word.

"In the selection contest before the Sword Seizing Conference, he was jointly killed by Jun Che, the second prince of Zhao Kingdom, and Jun Han, the fourth prince of Zhao Kingdom." Song Qinghuan spoke calmly, as if he was just stating a fact.

"How did you know?" Concubine Ning Gui narrowed her eyes, and there was a hint of sharpness in her eyes.

"Send people to investigate and find out afterward." Song Qinghuan said to Emperor Yu just now, and now he will answer Ning Guifei's words.

"Why...why didn't you help Yi'er when she was besieged by Prince Zhao?" Ning Guifei stared at Song Qinghuan with resentment in her eyes.

Song Qinghuan sneered inwardly.

Is this trying to blame them for Song Yi's death?
This time, she didn't answer immediately, but stared at Concubine Ning strangely for a moment.

Concubine Ning was a little annoyed at being looked at by her, "What? Why didn't you answer?"

Only then did Song Qinghuan curl her lips, as if she had heard something funny, "I think the imperial concubine should be very clear in her heart." After a pause, her voice was tinged with the coolness of the night, "Brother Elder Emperor, the position of the crown prince How could the Crown Prince and the Second Sister Huang be ignorant of the covetous eyes? So to the Crown Prince and the Second Sister, the First Emperor is not their ally, but their opponent, so how could they act together with him?"

"What about you?" Ning Guifei was still unwilling.

Song Qinghuan's eyes became even more sarcasm, "Since Brother Wuhuang became the king, have there been fewer incidents of Brother Wuhuang and Brother Prince against Brother Wuhuang? Did the imperial concubine think that Brother Wuhuang would be willing to be with Brother Wuhuang? As for me, I have always been close to Brother Wu Huang, between the two of them, I will choose to be with Brother Wu Huang."

Song Qinghuan spoke frankly, and her crisp voice echoed in the hall. Every time she said a word, Concubine Ning Guifei's face became ugly.

At the end of the hearing, her body, which had finally regained her composure, began to tremble again, with resentment and suspicion in her eyes. "Why don't people from Zhaoguo attack others, but only attack Yi'er?"

Hearing the skepticism in her words, Song Qinghuan's expression became colder and colder, "For this reason, I am afraid that the imperial concubine can only ask Jun Che and Jun Xi."

The long eyelashes blinked, and the voice was cold, "Imperial Concubine, the one who died was not only the elder brother. The sadness in Wuyang's heart is no less than the pain in the empress's heart. I have already told the empress everything I know. As for whether the empress believes it or not, that is not something that Wu Yang can consider."

After saying this, Emperor Chao Yu gave a blessing, "Father, Wu Yang is tired, can I take my leave first?"

Emperor Zhao glanced helplessly at Concubine Ning Gui, and said gently to Song Qinghuan, "Go, I'm good to rest."

Song Qinghuan no longer hesitated, and led Shen Xing out of the Xuanshi Hall.

Outside the hall, the sky is already full of stars, and the night wind is as cool as water, making people feel cold all over.

But what was colder at this time was her heart.

He looked steadily at the horizon, then suddenly turned his head to look at Shen Xing, "Shen Xing, where does Xu Cairen live now?"

Xu Cairen is Song Xuan's mother and concubine.Although Emperor Yu was planning to promote Xu Cairen to Wei Jieyu, Song Qinghuan did not change his mind before the imperial decree was issued.

"Your Highness, Xu Cairen lives in the side hall of Zhongcui Palace."

"You said, is it appropriate for me to go see her now?" Song Qinghuan said in a low voice, her eyes were always on the shining stars in the sky, and there was thick fog around her eyes.

Although she was on good terms with Song Xuan, she hadn't met Xu Cairen a few times.

Xu Cairen was originally just a servant girl in the palace. Once, Emperor Yu got drunk and happened to visit her.It was also because of her good luck that she became pregnant with Song Xuan after having an affair with Emperor Yu, and Emperor Yu named her a talented person.

It's just that after all, he came from a low family background and didn't like Emperor Yu's favor. After all these years, he is still a talented person after all.But at this time, because of Song Xuan's reason, she was finally promoted to Jieyu, which made people feel even more embarrassing.

"My servant thinks that His Highness has been thinking too much along the way, and his mood is not very stable now, why not go back to the palace to rest for one night, and then go to Zhongcui Palace tomorrow." Shen Xing glanced worriedly at Song Qinghuan's slightly pale face.

She knew that although His Highness did not show it on the surface, the death of the fifth prince had dealt a huge blow to her, and she even couldn't eat for a while, but she barely ate during the journey because she was afraid that they would be worried.

Song Qinghuan stepped down the stairs, feeling dizzy and stumbled.

In a hurry, Shen Xing stepped forward to support her.

"Your Highness, you'd better go back to the palace and rest." Seeing her state, Shen Xing was even more worried, and couldn't help persuading her.

Song Qinghuan was dizzy in his head, and his body was also very weak. After all, he listened to Shen Xing's persuasion, exhaled the turbid air in his heart, and walked towards Yaohua Palace.

At the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, the night breeze was cool, and occasionally a patrolling servant would pass by with a lantern and salute him respectfully.

Such a familiar scene, so familiar, as if she had never left.

However, it is different after all.

Walking on such a small road paved with bluestone slabs, thinking of Song Xuan's voice and smile in the past, my heart felt cramped again.Without Song Xuan's palace, it's just icy cold now.

In a trance, Yaohua Palace finally appeared in sight.

Song Qinghuan looked up and saw that in the night, Yaohua Palace was brightly lit, like a warm harbor, waiting for her to return home.But there was still no ripple in her heart, and she even felt that the light was too bright, which made her eyes sore, and tears welled up again.

Walking outside the hall, I saw Liuyue hurriedly walking back and forth in the courtyard. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Liuyue looked up, her eyes filled with joy, and she quickly walked up to her, "His Royal Highness, you are back!" .”

"En." Song Qinghuan replied feebly, and walked straight to Xingyue Hall.

"Your Highness..." Liu Yue quickly took two steps to keep up with her, "Aunt Chongjin is waiting for you in the hall."

(End of this chapter)