After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 27 New Years
"I've thought about it. If the harem has been left empty like this, the courtiers will only give advice day after day and try their best to stuff people into my harem. One day, sooner or later, I will not be able to hold them back." Compromise under pressure. It would be better to choose the empress right now. If the chief minister of the court stops there, they will have to weigh it if they want to attack the harem." Ye Qinghuai said.

After hearing her finish, Zhou Shouyi and Aunt Fanghua fell into silence.

In their hearts, Ye Qinghuai was still a child.

But today they discovered that their little emperor had his own thoughts.What she did was no longer the willful and reckless behavior of a child, but the risk of a soldier with a back hand.

This made them gratified, but also a little regretful.

The sound of firecrackers and fireworks suddenly crackled in the silence of the three of them, deafeningly deafening, and under the sound of firecrackers, the deep bells of the distant bell tower could be faintly heard, one by one, ancient and solemn.

One-year-old addition to the sound of firecrackers.

It's time.

Years and three years, still here.

Ye Qinghuai got up and pushed open the door of the house. Under the reflection of the bright fireworks all over the sky, the feather-like snowflakes seemed to be dyed with colorful mottled colors.

This fairy-tale dreamlike midnight.

If she didn't have this gown on her body, maybe she would be able to play in the snow like an ordinary child at this time, laughing and laughing with her peers.

Ye Qinghuai stood at the door for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

She went back to the house and took down a scroll from the shelf. The scroll was wrapped in a piece of red paper, and on the red paper were written the eight Chinese characters of flying and dancing: Harmony leads to auspiciousness, a good year is auspicious, which was inscribed by her herself.The outside of the red paper is loosely tied with a piece of red silk.

Ye Qinghuai handed the scroll to Zhou Shouyi with both hands, and said with a smile, "Grandpa Zhou won't dislike my New Year's red envelope, will he?"

Zhou Shouyi looked at the mysterious scroll and asked, "What is this?"

"I painted the picture of bamboo on a stone." Ye Qinghuai said, looking at the scroll in her hand, she muttered, "The most important thing is to be open-minded and keep the integrity. I will not be cold after a long period of wind and rain. Grandpa Zhou, I reward you with this painting, yes Because in my heart, only you are the most worthy of this painting."

Zhou Shou raised his head to look at Ye Qinghuai, his eyes were filled with surprise and joy, and he was also a little moved.

He knelt down and made a big salute, saying: "Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty. I kowtow to wish you all the best, and wish Your Majesty all the best, happiness and well-being, forever and ever."

Ye Qinghuai smiled, helped him up, and said: "Grandpa Zhou has kept my calligraphy well. Maybe one day when you are down and out, you can use it to exchange for a full meal."

"I just wanted to say that you are one year older and more stable, but immediately lost your shape again." Zhou Shouyi sighed lightly, shook his head, and said "you can't teach a child" all over his face.

At this time, Aunt Fanghua came out with a thick cloak and put it on Ye Qinghuai's shoulders. She and Zhou Shouyi exchanged new year greetings, and reminded Ye Qinghuai: "Your Majesty, rest early, there will be morning greetings tomorrow morning." , can't sleep for a few hours."

"It's getting late, and the minister is leaving." Zhou Shouyi saluted Ye Qinghuai, and told Aunt Fanghua to watch her go to bed earlier, before stepping out of the palace gate with the medicine box on his back.

Aunt Fanghua seemed to be in a good mood today, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth when she undressed Ye Qinghuai.

"Your Majesty has really grown up." Aunt Fanghua comforted Ye Qinghuai while changing her clothes.

"Why did my aunt suddenly feel this emotion? What? Time is not forgiving?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"The servant is happy. In the heart of the servant, His Majesty is still the same as when he was a child. He refused to sleep alone. Even if he fell asleep, he still grabbed the clothes of the servant. He couldn't pull them off. But today, the servant found out that His Majesty looks like this." It's taller, so much higher than the servant. It seems that there is no need to worry about what the servant is worried about."

While talking, Aunt Fanghua had already changed Ye Qinghuai's clothes. Ye Qinghuai sat down by the bed, and Aunt Fanghua went to bring a basin to soak her feet.

She squatted down by the basin, helped Ye Qinghuai hold her trouser legs, and continued to babble: "But this servant feels sorry for His Majesty. If it hadn't been for the fact that the youngest son of the empress was not born, His Majesty is now the eldest princess, and the whole world The most honorable woman. You don’t need to learn to memorize and learn to ride and shoot. You have suffered so many crimes, and you can’t rest when you celebrate the Chinese New Year. You have to drink with others..."

She was babbling, and suddenly thought of something, she thought to herself, "Does Your Majesty still like Mr. Lu?"

What she said surprised Ye Qinghuai: "You..."

Aunt Fanghua smiled and interrupted her: "The servant is also a woman, and she liked others when she was young. You can't hide the eyes of liking someone. Your majesty can see Mr. Lu's appearance. This time, your majesty If you want to establish a queen, have you ever thought about what Mr. Lu would think?"

Ye Qinghuai's expression darkened, and he sighed: "What would he think? What can he think? I like him, not he likes me. In the past, he persuaded me to establish a concubine and fill up the harem. He has done what he said, and he has nothing else to think about except comfort. It's just that if he realizes my intention to win over Chen Yuansi, I'm afraid he will say that I'm in a hurry."

Before Ye Qinghuai's eyes, it seemed that Lu Yanchen was scrupulously teaching her a lesson.

"Is Your Majesty feeling sad?" Aunt Fanghua asked again.

"It's not so sad." Ye Qinghuai lifted her foot out of the basin and put it on the side of the basin. Aunt Fanghua immediately took a piece of clean cotton from the side to wipe it for her. Somewhat aggrieved."

"Aggrieved?" Aunt Fanghua was a little puzzled.

"That's right. I'm an emperor, but I can't resist being pushed onto the dragon bed by my subordinates. I have to accept it with a smile. Isn't it aggrieved for me to be an emperor?"

Aunt Fanghua curled her lips a little speechlessly.

"What? I'm not right?"

"I want to ask Your Majesty, if you can't marry the person you like, will you feel sad and regretful." After finishing speaking, she placed Ye Qinghuai on the bed, helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and then muttered softly One sentence, "What did your Majesty say?"

Ye Qinghuai had an epiphany, she thought about it, and replied: "It seems that I have no regrets. Anyway, no matter who I choose as the queen, it is impossible for me to make Lu Yanchen the queen, right?"

At the end of Ye Qinghuai's words, Ninjun couldn't help laughing.

When Aunt Fanghua heard what she said, she also laughed.

"Then, has your majesty thought about going to him after leaving the palace and marrying him as a woman?" Aunt Fanghua asked while tidying up the things beside the bed, with a gentle smile in her eyes.

"I really haven't thought about this." Ye Qinghuai frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Thinking about it, it seems that I don't want to marry him. Auntie, it seems that I really don't like him anymore."

Ye Qinghuai poked her head out of the quilt and looked at Aunt Fanghua, as if she wanted to get some life advice from her senior.

Aunt Fanghua had already tidied up, she turned her head to look at Ye Qinghuai, showed her a smile of "everything goes without saying", turned around and was about to leave.

"Aunt Fanghua!" Ye Qinghuai suddenly called Aunt Fanghua like she did when she was a child and refused to sleep.

Aunt Fanghua turned around helplessly, smiled at her, and said, "Your Majesty, the answers to some questions can only be found by yourself."

Ye Qinghuai pouted.

Aunt Fanghua then turned back, touched her head, and said, "Okay, go to sleep. If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Ye Qinghuai nodded obediently.

Looking at Aunt Fanghua's back, she suddenly remembered something.

"Auntie, have you had trouble with Li Baoquan recently? You are not so indifferent to him today. It is not like this usually."

Aunt Fanghua paused, she turned around, and looked at Ye Qinghuai with a little dodge.

Ye Qinghuai was brought up by her since she was a child, so she knows her too well.She suppressed her smile and asked, "Is there anything Auntie is hiding from me?"

Aunt Fanghua hesitated for a while, and said: "I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not. If you don't say it, you are afraid that your majesty will be kept in the dark. If you say it, you are afraid that you will gossip and mislead your majesty."

"Speak. I make my own judgment." Ye Qinghuai's voice sank, with a hint of majesty.

"On the day His Majesty left the palace, not long after he left, the servant was worried, so she wanted to go to the palace gate to see if His Majesty had left the palace. As a result, halfway there, the servant heard Li Baoquan quietly order a Little eunuch, ask him to report that His Majesty has left the palace."

"Report? To whom?"

"The slaves don't know, they didn't say anything."

Ye Qinghuai recalled it.

After she left the palace that day, she did not encounter any abnormalities.

"In the two days since I left the palace, was there anything unusual in the harem?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"The servant girl doesn't remember what happened in the harem."

Ye Qinghuai thought about it, too, in the harem only Changkang Palace has a few concubines who eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha, the rest are slaves, even if something happens, it's just the slaves' business.

The two were silent for a while, and Aunt Fanghua said again: "Your Majesty, this servant should say one more thing. Li Baoquan's loyalty to His Majesty is not something that can be pretended. Maybe he has his reasons for doing this."

"I know." Ye Qinghuai interrupted her quickly.

Li Baoquan was left to Ye Qinghuai by Emperor Shunping, just like Zhou Shouyi was left to Ye Qinghuai by Empress Jingmin, Ye Qinghuai never doubted him.

"Don't let the third person know about this matter." Ye Qinghuai said, "Auntie, if something like this happens in the future, don't hide it from me."

"Yes. I understand." Aunt Fanghua bowed, and before she left, she blew out the lamp in the bedroom and closed the door without a sound.

In the darkness, Ye Qinghuai opened her eyes, looked at the curtain on the top of the bed, and sighed softly.

If Li Baoquan couldn't believe it, what about Zhou Shouyi?Where's Aunt Fanghua?
For the first time in a long time, a terrible thought came to Ye Qinghuai's mind: Could it be one of them who revealed her identity in her previous life?
The sound of crackling firecrackers came from a distance, and was separated from the cold wind outside the hall by the thick wooden door.Ye Qinghuai was lying on the warm blanket, and suddenly felt that she was the only one left in this world.

(End of this chapter)