Rebirth Palace Chaos

Chapter 112

In the twelfth lunar month of the sixth year of Shuohe, Duan Jingwen, Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty, married Queen Zhao Yi, who was famous in the capital with ten miles of red makeup.

Zhao Yi is the niece of Concubine Shu, who is fifteen years old and has a dignified appearance.

During the grand banquet in the harem, the emperor and the empress went to Yilan Palace to meet the empress dowager.

Su Yan and Concubine Shu were sitting by the stove playing chess, Zhao Yi stepped forward to offer tea, "I have seen the Queen Mother and Concubine."

"The daughters of my cousin's family are all excellent, and Ai's family is very pleased." Su Yan then turned her head to look at Jingwen, "The emperor must treat her well."

Jingwen bowed slightly, "My son, please remember."

In the seventh year of Shuohe, the emperor drafted a draft, and five good sons filled the harem.

In winter, Empress Zhao gave birth to the first prince, and then the royal family blossomed, and the imperial concubine Liu gave birth to a pair of twin emperor concubines.

King Changle assisted the new emperor for seven years, retired after the prince's [-]-day banquet, and returned to the border of Monan with his wife and children.

It was snowing in the capital, and during a family banquet on the first day, Su Yangao sat on the empress dowager's phoenix couch, looking at all kinds of charms.

Jing Wen drank leisurely, handsome and majestic, retracting and releasing freely.

Su Yan drank some thin wine and left the table early.

The wind and snow fluttered, turning the imperial city into a layer of silver.

Jingwen returned to the study, but he did not see the figure of the queen mother again, and on the table, there was a letter paper, and on the letter paper, a green iron key was pressed.

The next day, the emperor's obituary announced to the world that the Empress Dowager Su died of illness.

The snow is flying all over the sky, and there will be no rest.

At sunset, a chariot and horse quietly drove out of the side gate of the imperial city, and headed quietly to the south.

"Miss, where are we going?" Inside the car, Lan Ruo, dressed in ordinary clothes, gently opened the curtain.

Fine snowflakes rolled in, and Su Yan was wrapped in a thick fox fur, looking up at the imperial city which was getting farther and farther behind her.

Standing tall and majestic is still the same as it was decades ago, but the old man has changed his face.

Those who have loved and hated, those beautiful and beautiful houses, are covered by the heavy snow every year, and gradually, they will be forgotten by everyone.

The setting sun reflected the snow light, and the sky and the earth were warm yellow.

Su Yan lowered the curtain, "Go south, to my hometown."

Lan Ruo thought for a while, "Isn't Miss's hometown in the capital?"

The carriages and horses stopped suddenly, and Lan Ruo supported her shaking body.

The tasseled sword hilt protruded in from the outside and opened the curtain.

Outside the window, white horses in white clothes reflect the white snow, and Ning Wenyuan sits tall on the horse, his handsome and unruly demeanor is just like seeing him for the first time.

He smiled and asked inside the car, "I don't know where Miss Jiangnan wants to go?"

The lines of laughter gradually spread on her lips, Su Yan raised her hand to hold the tassel, her eyes were wide open, "I want to go to Pingxi in the south of the Yangtze River."

Ning Wenyuan's smile deepened, reflecting the brilliant sunset, "It just happened to be on the way with me, why not go?"

Su Yan smiled, as if the spring light was scattered, and she was as bright as a girl.

"You might as well go together!"

On the official road outside the capital, a car and a horse walked leisurely away.

Not long after, they were involved in the swirling snow curtain.

(End of this chapter)