The emperor stood still and looked at the woman beside him.
Xie Ning is still beautiful.
Although she didn't wear makeup, her body was bloated, and even her hair was only loosely pulled back.
It was no longer the time when he first saw her in the imperial garden, but in the eyes of the emperor, she was still the same as before.
She gave him what he always wanted, even though she might not have thought of it.
People often say, exchange sincerity for sincerity.
But many times, even if you give sincerely, what you get in return is disgust and perfunctory.
No one believes in your sincerity in giving.
Even if they believe it, they only think about what they can gain from it.
The world has only passed by for a few decades, but it is so difficult and so lucky to be able to meet such a person.
You treat her sincerely and she treats you sincerely.
"I remember that you once sang a song to Hong'er to put him to sleep.
What was that song called?"
"It's a tune from my hometown.
I don't know its name.
I heard my mother and grandma sing it when I was a child."
"Listen, please sing to me again."
Xie Ning's singing is not very good, but humming a tune is not difficult.
She cleared her throat and was about to open her mouth when she saw the emperor standing aside and looking at her intently, and suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Don't look at me."
The emperor was happy: "What's wrong with me?"
"If you look at me like this, I can't sing."
The emperor held back his laughter and turned sideways: "Okay, I won't look at you."
Xie Ning sang in the dialect of his hometown, which was very different from the Mandarin pronunciation.
In fact, the emperor couldn't hear what he was singing so clearly.
It was about springs and streams, roads and rivers.
But he heard the last few words clearly.
Don't cry, don't cry, go to sleep.
The moon has risen, and the sun is about to rise.
Go to sleep, go to sleep quickly.
It's a country slang ditty that women sing to put naughty children to sleep.
You may not know the words of the song, but the children always benefit from it, and they calm down and fall asleep quietly after being coaxed.
The emperor turned around again at some point and looked at her intently.
Xie Ning tilted her head slightly.
The moonlight gave her face a soft silver edge, making it seem as if her whole body was glowing.
Across the rockery, you can still hear the faint singing from the other side of the small garden.
The eldest prince and Princess Yuyao were playing with lanterns on this side of the garden.
When they heard the singing, the two of them fell silent in unison.
After Xie Ning finished singing, after a while, Princess Yuyao said, "I have heard her singing like this before when she coaxed her brother to take a nap."
The eldest prince also heard it.
Neither of them made a sound.
When the wind blew, the lantern in Princess Yuyao's hand swayed.
The small candle lit inside had burned to the end.
After a few more swayings, it went out silently.
The eldest prince envied his younger brother.
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His mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him, and the eldest prince had never even seen his biological mother.
From what he can remember, he never sang to him in Honghui Palace or coaxed him to sleep so tenderly.
When he came to his senses, he found that the lantern was out, and Princess Yuyao, like him, stood in this corner in silence for a long time.
There was no expression on her face and she looked indifferent.
The moonlight shone on half of her face, which looked very white, a bloodless white, while the other half of her face was in shadow.
She doesn't look like a child, but like an adult who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
"Yuyao" "Oh."
Princess Yuyao also came to her senses and asked him: "What's wrong?"
The eldest prince said softly: "The lantern is out."
Princess Yuyao looked down and realized that the candle had been burned out.
She wanted to play with a lantern, so without saying anything, Hu Rong asked someone to bring a lantern with a bamboo core made of paper and embedded with mica chips.
It was exquisite and small.
There were also replacement candles, which were carried by the palace maid who followed Princess Yuyao.
It's just that they stood still and didn't speak just now.
The palace maid didn't dare to come and disturb the two young masters without being summoned.
A new candle was replaced and the lantern lit up again.
The shadows of the lamp were cast on the body and the ground, and the moonlight was quiet and bright, just like before, but neither of them was in the mood to play anymore, as they still had homework tomorrow.
The eldest prince stood in front of the door, watching Yuyao enter the house, and then he turned around and entered the house.
When Liu Shanggong was there, because she didn't talk much and only did things silently, it didn't make people feel that she was always there and how important she was.
But people are always like this.
Sometimes they don't feel it.
Once they get used to it and no longer have it, they feel uncomfortable, empty around them, and some small details don't seem so appropriate.
The eldest prince had washed himself, let down his hair, and habitually wanted to read a few more pages before going to bed.
Liu Shanggong was not there, and the maid Dongying at the side said softly: "It's getting late.
Your Highness, please go to bed early.
It's better to read under the lamp."
It hurts my eyes.
I have to get up early to go to the study tomorrow."
The eldest prince wanted to say "go to sleep after reading this page", but before he could say anything, he first thought of Liu Shanggong.
If Liu Shanggong was there, he would come over, put the book away, and send him to bed in a respectful and measured manner.
But Liu Shanggong was not there, and no one else dared to come and snatch his book.
The maid's voice came from outside the door: "Greetings to the Emperor."
The eldest prince was a little surprised and stood up quickly.
Before he could be welcomed out, the emperor had already entered.
"Father."
The eldest prince saluted quickly.
The emperor waved his hand: "It's not outside, don't be polite.
It's too late for you to read now."
I didn't care about it just now.
The eldest prince was still holding the book in his hand and hadn't put it down.
"It's time to go to sleep."
The emperor came over and took the book in his hand, took a look at it, and put it on the desk.
"You have to study hard.
You will have a long time in the future.
Why rush to read and study at night, which will consume your mind and do more harm than good to your body."
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The eldest prince felt a little ashamed: "Father is right."
"Go to sleep.
I'll see if you fall asleep before leaving."
The maids on the side hurriedly came over to help the eldest prince lie down, and half of the curtain was lowered.
The evening breeze blew through the gauze curtains, causing half of the tent to sway slightly.
The emperor is still here, so how can the eldest prince sleep peacefully?
"Father, it's time for you to have a good morning rest.
Your Majesty must still be waiting there."
"I'll leave as soon as you fall asleep."
There was no other way, so the eldest prince had no choice but to lie down, close his eyes and try to fall asleep.
Even if you can't sleep, pretend to be asleep.
When I closed my eyes, my other senses became more acute.
He could hear his father's breathing, which was completely different from the breathing of the palace maids who usually went to bed at night.
Father's breathing was regular and steady.
Also, the eldest prince could smell the faint aroma of incense on the emperor's robe, which was ambergris.
There was only one place in the palace where this incense was burned, the Changning Hall.
He originally thought he couldn't sleep.
The eldest prince was usually a light sleeper.
Every time he lay down, it would take him a long time to fall asleep.
For him, the time spent waiting to fall asleep after lying down every day was the hardest.
But things were strange today.
The eldest prince didn't lie down for a while before he really fell asleep.
He dreamed in a trance that he heard the gentle singing again, singing a song to lull the child to sleep.
But the strange thing is that the song was not sung by the empress, but it vaguely sounded like the voice of the father
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