There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 81

After the Shangyuan Festival, there was a period of silence in the palace, especially Yuqing Palace.

The empress was too busy arranging marriage proposals for the fourth prince, so she had no time to take care of this.And she also fulfilled her wish and successfully placed Yun's.

Although she is not favored, there is always someone who is devoted to her wholeheartedly, and she will not focus her energy on this in a short time.

Of course, the Yun family is also quite 'competitive', and received such a 'generous' treatment when he first came here.I was fined to kneel and break tiles before I entered the door, and it was still snowing.

It doesn't matter after kneeling down on the tiles, she fell seriously ill again.

The spring is cold, the north wind is howling, the ground is covered with ice and frost, and the sky is covered with ice. Once a boudoir falls ill, it will be difficult to recover.

In short, Tang Wanning sent someone to look at it, and the news when they came back was: "No matter how difficult it is to complete a month without half a month."

She raised her eyebrows lightly to show that she knew, so she asked all the maids to retreat, and didn't bother to care about it.

After Yun's illness, Meng's was not favored, and Liu's self-directed and self-acted witchcraft was demoted as a good girl, and she hasn't regained her blood until now, and it is difficult for her to cause any troubles without her status.

The entire backyard was peaceful and peaceful, and Tang Waning was very satisfied with this.

exactly!Isn't it good to live a good life? Why do you have to fight and squeeze your head?

Isn't it just a common man, everyone lined up and everyone has a share?

Anyway, she is not rare, this marriage is a marriage, we should be good friends with each other, mutual benefit, hello, me, hello, everyone, as long as everyone is happy.

……

The women in the backyard were quiet, and Xia Houjue was not idle.

After the Shangyuan Festival, in order to make it easier for Xia Houyan to discuss marriage, the queen specially changed his errand for him.

Throwing the thankless errands of the Ministry of Industry to Xia Houjue, and exchanging the errands of the Ministry of Households, which are related to people's livelihood and lucrative, to Xia Houyan.

Speaking of the errands of the princes, they were originally assigned by Emperor Jingyuan himself.

Because he is getting old recently, his health has not been very good, and the queen has always won his trust.

So on this matter, as soon as the queen spoke, Emperor Jingyuan nodded and agreed without much consideration.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The queen was very happy.

"With your support, Yan'er said that the kiss will go well!"

There is a fundamental difference between a prince with real power and an idle prince without real power.

The Marquis of Nan'an's military achievements are outstanding and his spirit is high. If Xia Houyan has no real power in his hands, even if the Marquis of Nan'an dare not say anything because of the imperial decree, others will laugh at him.

So the queen said so.

Emperor Jingyuan patted her hand and smiled: "The household department's errands are decent, and I am very satisfied with the granddaughter of Nan'an Hou's family!"

"Such a match between a man and a woman with good looks and family background is like a pair in the sky and a pair on earth!"

Once this person gets old, he likes the feeling of being in pairs with children and grandchildren around his knees. Even if he himself refuses to accept his old age, this essence will not change.

Therefore, Emperor Jingyuan was very supportive of this matter, even if it had to sacrifice the interests of another aunt's son, he would not hesitate to do so.

The Queen thanked her with a smile and said again.

"Nanbian'er recently came in with a group of beauties. The courtiers picked and picked, and specially selected three top-notch ones to serve the emperor. Look..."

"Oh?" Emperor Jingyuan became interested in an instant, "Is there such a thing? Why didn't I know?"

The reason why he loves the queen for many years, even if she is old and fading, is because the queen's sense of the overall situation is generally considered.

He is an emperor, it is impossible to have only one woman by his side, not even ten.

No matter he is 20, 30 or 40 years old, his favorite is always a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. The youthful and lively vigor makes him seem to return to his youth overnight.

The kind of pure natural breath that belongs only to virgins can't be replaced by any charming, enchanting and charming woman.

The three-year draft is not enough, he needs more and better fresh girls.

The queen knew his heart well, and every time she set aside a period of time, she would send people to search for beauties from the people, and offer them two or three at a time.

Every time at this time, he felt that he had really not spoiled her in vain for so many years.

Queen, queen, she is always so gentle, considerate and dignified. She is indeed the queen he personally chose. She is much better than Jing Min....

Jing Min!
She would only be jealous, would only persuade him to be diligent and caring for the people, and would only blindly find excuses for him to take care of his body instead of accepting beauties.

But she didn't understand at all that a fresh and beautiful woman is the greatest maintenance for a man.

She didn't even understand how useless and redundant such a luxury as love is in the royal family.

She... is still too stupid!
Thinking of Empress Jingmin, Empress of the Yuan Dynasty, Emperor Jing Yuan's cloudy eyes filled with a hint of sadness.

The queen seemed to have sensed it, and murmured with the corners of her eyes turning red as fast as she could.

"Is the emperor missing my sister again?"

"To tell you the truth, the concubine also misses her very much!"

"New Year's Eve is my sister's birthday. It's a pity that my concubine is the busiest time every year on New Year's Eve, so I can't celebrate my sister's birthday properly!"

Emperor Jing Yuan patted him on the back, and a trace of tolerance crossed his old face.

"fine!"

"Jing Min won't blame you!" He muttered to himself.

"You have raised Jue'er as your own child, and it's too late for her to thank you! How can you blame you?"

Sobbing, the queen took out her handkerchief and nodded her eyes.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your comfort!"

"Actually, for so many years, my concubine has always remembered my sister!"

"By the way, your majesty, why don't we go and see my sister when we have time!"

Emperor Jing Yuan was silent for a while, and nodded his head as a tacit consent.

In fact, why didn't he want to?
She is his childhood sweetheart. They grew up together. They have ridden horses together, watched mountains, fallen leaves, plum blossoms, and snow.

When she was twelve or thirteen years old, she liked to raise her head and call his brother. Every time at this time, her eyes were brighter than the morning stars in the sky, and his heart almost melted.

Later, they got together as they wished, and she became his princess, and later, when he ascended the throne, she became his queen.

But in the end, everything changed.

There are more and more women in the palace, he is like a fish in water, but she is getting more and more unable to cope.

Many times she was crying secretly, but he never pretended not to know.

She advised him to be diligent in government, love the people, and take care of his health, but he didn't listen to him after all, and used his youthful vigor to prostitute himself day by day.

They have changed after all.

The person in front of you is still your sweetheart, but he is no longer the only one.

A steady stream of beautiful women appeared beside him, some had good singing voices, some were good at calligraphy, some were good at reciting poems and painting, and some were beautiful in dancing. They were pure, young and lively.

Much more interesting than her crying all day.

He began to snub her, bully her, and began to speak ill at each other and intensified.

He didn't even look at her until she was finally swallowed up by the icy deep palace that eats people and doesn't spit out bones.

It's not that I don't feel guilty, it's not that I'm not sad, it's just... I'm sorry, he is the emperor and he can't live up to her.

　I was really struggling when I wrote this chapter...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)