In a blink of an eye, it was already winter weather, but the hall was as warm as spring.
Princess Qixia sat in front of the window, quietly looking at the garden in the distance.
There were no lotus flowers on the lotus pond, only covered with a layer of ice and snow.
After Qixia gave birth to her son, she refused to get close to the child or even see his face.
The emperor was considerate of her mood and worried that she would harm herself, so he guarded her day and night.
However, her spirit seemed to have been completely destroyed by giving birth, and she was silent and in a daze most of the time.
People in Zichen Palace secretly spread rumors that Princess Qixia had gone crazy.
Yet she knew she was not crazy, just about to go crazy.
A baby's cry sounded.
Qixia heard crying in a trance and was suddenly awakened.
She quickly stood up and searched around the palace.
The maids looked at each other and were at a loss.
"Did you hear that he's crying?
My baby is crying," she said in a dreamy voice.
A hint of surprise appeared on the palace maid's face.
Did the princess finally think of her child?
She had been immersed in her own emotions and had never cared about the child at all.
Now it seems that the princess's illness is about to be cured.
So, they quickly brought the baby's cradle to Qixia and paid attention to her actions.
Qixia walked to the cradle, gently picked up the swaddled baby, and gently coaxed her, with a clear look of motherhood on her face.
The baby was in his mother's arms and soon fell asleep sweetly.
Qixia sighed contentedly and put her forehead against the child's soft cheek.
Qixia was very resigned to her fate.
She knew that she would never be able to let go of the heavy burdens on her heart in this life, but for this child, she privately prayed to God to forgive him.
If there was a scourge, she was willing to bear it.
People say that babies also have memories.
She has been refusing to get close to him, just because she doesn't want to leave the memory of her mother in the child's young and innocent eyes.
But now, time is getting less and less Qixia was stroking the baby's fetal hair while shedding tears silently.
The more she thought about it, the more her tears couldn't stop.
At this moment, the emperor entered the door dressed in a dusty outfit.
The sable trousers on his shoulders were covered with white snow, and his handsome face was condensed with ice crystals.
The palace maid quickly went up to take off his trousers.
He smiled and strode up, But the moment she saw Qixia's tears, her face sank.
Qixia quickly put the baby back into the cradle, hiding her tears while lowering her head.
When she raised her head again, she had regained her composure: "Your Majesty."
He hurried over and held her face in his hands: "Why, who made you angry?"
Princess Qixia looked at him, her dark eyes were as moist as a deep pool, filled with all kinds of reluctance and sadness.
However, when the emperor calmed down and took a look, a smile quickly appeared on her face: "I'm here.
Okay, who will make me angry?"
The emperor was stunned, but his face did not become happy.
Instead, he asked with a gloomy face: "Don't lie to me, why are you crying?
Who is whispering in your ear?
Did the queen come to you again?
She is so big. courage" Qixia quickly grabbed him and said, "No, no, it's really none of the Queen's business.
I saw that you care so much about our mother and son.
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You have stopped going to the harem these days.
You are worried that rumors will spread and it will be bad for our son."
This is just my love for my son, it’s none of my business.”
The emperor frowned.
Qixia had been in a trance since giving birth and was restless day and night.
He knew where the uneasiness came from, but he could not resolve it.
Qixia is a Buddhist.
She believes in the reincarnation of cause and effect and the retribution of good and evil, so she is afraid that the relationship between them will offend the gods and inflict sin on this innocent child in the future.
But he didn't believe it.
Not long after he was born, he was reduced from a prince of a country to a prisoner.
He was tortured in prison, ate moldy food, drank rancid water, and had to endure the ridicule of the jailer at every turn.
Day and night I worry that my death is imminent.
This kind of torture is definitely not something a normal person can endure.
If Qixia hadn't been by his side, he would have died thousands of times.
His Qixia was so lovely and gentle, she was the only hope in those dark days.
She was thinner and more pitiful than him.
Even though she was too scared to sleep, she was always comforting and protecting him.
At that time, he was just a prisoner, living in a pitch-dark prison.
He couldn't even distinguish Qixia's face, but they fell in love not for identity, status, or appearance, but because they were each other's only one.
Later, he became the king of a country and had countless concubines around him.
But he knew deeply that their love was not for him at all.
They love him for his respectable status, handsome appearance, and shrewd mind.
Ridiculous, if they met the young man who was so frightened that he couldn't sleep day and night in prison, no one would be willing to lower their noble heads and take a second look.
No one in the world is more important than Qixia, but she is sick, so sick that she even refused to take care of her biological child.
Looking at her look like this now, it's obvious that she remembers that this child is their flesh and blood, and everything is getting better.
He looked at Qixia and said softly: "Pei Huaizhen is a cunning fox.
Qixia, don't take the initiative to approach her."
Princess Qixia smiled: "The Queen is different from others.
She is the smartest and most capable woman I have ever seen.
I often think that if the person you met first was not me, you would also fall in love with her. " A trace of sarcasm appeared on Yuan Jinfeng's thin lips, and Pei Huaizhen's stunningly beautiful face instantly came to mind, and then there was nothing but disgust: "She is very smart, but she is not my Qixia after all.
Except that Qixia, I can’t love anyone.
I’ve given her the supreme status, this is the limit, Qixia, don’t force me anymore.”
He has never used the word "I" in front of the woman he loves.
There is no need for such unfamiliarity between them.
"Of course I know your thoughts, and now this love has extended to the child.
But excessive pampering will only shorten the child's life.
If you really love our child, I beg you, send him out of the palace.
Find an ordinary family to raise."
"Qixia, you are crazy.
This is your own flesh and blood, and you are willing to say such things."
He was surprised, with an unprecedented gloom appearing on his face.
"But he shouldn't have been born."
A trace of despair appeared on Princess Qixia's beautiful face, and her fingers subconsciously clenched his sleeves tightly.
"You and I are both sinners.
Are you going to let this sin extend to innocent children?"
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He is still young and doesn't know anything about it now, but when he grows up, how do you want him to face the accusations from thousands of people?"
For a moment, Yuan Jinfeng's stubborn and cold heart seemed to be stung, and he could not say a word for a long time.
Finally, he moved his lips and said one word at a time: "I will make everyone in the world shut up."
"Your Majesty, it's just that they dare not say it."
Princess Qixia felt that she was about to suffocate.
In this strong love and terrible persistence, she was being torn apart and dismantled bit by bit.
She had to get out of here, or she would be driven mad by this terrible guilt.
She could endure being scolded, but she could never destroy her own child.
Such a well-behaved child, it is a pity that God is willing to give him a healthy body.
We can't be greedy anymore.
"Qixia, you don't have to worry about anything, just trust me."
He said this with firm eyebrows.
Princess Qixia felt sharp pain in her heart, but her emotions gradually calmed down.
She leaned into the other person's arms and said slowly: "I believe you will protect him."
From this day on, Qixia's increasingly dazed spirit seemed to have recovered, and she was even willing to take a walk in the small garden outside when she was happy.
Seeing his beloved gradually recovering from health, Yuan Jinfeng finally felt relieved and his thoughts returned to the court.
By the time he returned to Zichen Hall, it was already dark.
The red candle was lit, Qixia sat under the candle and quietly lowered her head and embroidered something.
Yuan Jinfeng quietly came behind her and took out the embroidery bandage from her fingertips.
Qixia was startled, and then chuckled: " His Majesty is back."
Yuan Jinfeng looked at the embroidered cloth in his hand, which was embroidered with pictures of hundreds of children in different shapes.
The little dolls were smiling, rolling or playing, very lively and lively.
He brushed his fingers over the embroidery and said with a relaxed smile: "Why bother, there is an embroiderer in the palace, I will feel bad if it hurts my eyes."
Qixia's eyes fell gently on the embroidered bandage and said: "This is a bellyband made by myself.
It has different meanings.
I hope it can bless the child's life."
Yuan Jinfeng put down his embroidery and gently took her into his arms: "Don't worry, I have arranged an upright life for him, and I will never let him suffer any injustice.
Qixia, this is what I can do."
The biggest concession.”
Yuan Jinfeng never agreed to send the child to the private sector.
After Princess Qixia's repeated insistence, he finally agreed to arrange a reasonable life experience for the child so that he would not be criticized.
This stubborn man who refused to admit defeat wanted to use his own strength to fight against the anger of the entire Yuexi.
He knew that the courtiers were already talking about it, and the situation was about to break out.
Qixia could only sigh softly, slowly raised her face, and said: " Okay, everything is up to you.
Yuan Jinfeng felt happy.
Qixia had been having a cold war with him over this matter for a long time.
He was busy fighting openly and secretly in the court every day, and when he came back at night, he had to find ways to make her happy.
He was really tired.
Qixia was less stubborn tonight, and the atmosphere between the two seemed to be back to the past.
He slowly lowered his head, and his lips fell on Qixia's forehead, slowly moving to his eyes, nose, and mouth.
Qixia allowed him to move with a rare meekness.
Under the candlelight, her face was stained with a layer of blush, making her look particularly beautiful.
Yuan Jinfeng's heart beat suddenly, he stretched out his long arms to pick her up, and walked straight to the depths of the curtain.
Qixia was held by him, but she was as quiet as ever.
In the past, she had always been extremely resistant to his approach.
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With her current appearance, she must have really figured out that Yuan Jinfeng could not describe the ecstasy in his heart.
He slowly put down his beloved and said softly: "Qixia, we are going to...
Together, together for a lifetime.”
Princess Qixia looked at his incomparably handsome face and felt the warm breath almost falling on her face, and shuddered involuntarily.
He noticed it and gently held her in his arms, as if he wanted to melt her coldness with his hot body.
Yuan Jinfeng looked at Qixia intently, her eyes were like a pool of spring water, and she had all his attention unknowingly.
It wasn't until her body became increasingly warm in his arms that he pressed his lips to hers.
Unknowingly, the delicate kiss finally turned into a frenzy, but she didn't refuse, always so gentle and gentle.
She was so obedient, entangled with him willingly, and tried every means to cooperate with him.
The two of them were so entangled as if they were fighting to death, and they were joyful as never before.
At the third watch, the drum sounds in the palace.
Qixia slowly opened her eyes, stretched out her hand and gently removed Yuan Jinfeng's arm from her waist, and then sat up from the bedside.
The moonlight shines through the screen window, making her body look even more delicate and beautiful, with her black hair hanging quietly on her shoulders.
She just stared at the sleeping Yuan Jinfeng quietly.
The emperor at this moment is quiet and gentle, completely different from the man who was easily angry in the past.
Her hand seemed to be about to fall between his slightly frowned eyebrows, but in the end it just stayed in mid-air, unable to fall down at all.
It's time to end, this love, this hate, everything here.
Since the crime started with her, it should end with her.
Big tears fell from her beautiful eyes, falling on the brocade quilt.
She said softly: "What will you do without me in the future?"
Qixia sat on the bedside for a while, then stood up lightly and put on the clothes she had prepared.
She knew that no one would be here tonight, because he didn't like others to spy on their love affair, and he would have a good night's sleep if he burned a red candle with sleeping incense.
So, she opened the palace door, and a gust of cold wind blew in.
A smile appeared on her pale face, and she walked out without looking back.
It was a very sweet sleep.
Yuan Jinfeng was awakened by the screams of the eunuch and the maid.
He suddenly sat up from the bedside and touched it subconsciously.
His side was already cold.
His heart trembled, as if he had a premonition of something, and he ran out without even having time to put on his coat.
The garden was covered with ice and snow, and there was thick white snow on the ground.
When everyone rushed to the lotus pond in the garden in a panic, they all saw a woman in red lying on her back under the ice floe, with a beautiful face and a calm expression.
She walked straight towards the lotus pond with the intention of dying.
That's why she was so tender and affectionate last night.
Everything was just to confuse him and make him think that their new life was about to begin.
But now he realized that it was all fake.
Yuan Jinfeng felt like thousands of arrows had pierced his heart, and he was in terrible pain.
He covered his chest with one hand and bent down, but a big mouthful of blood spurted out with a loud sound.
Everyone panicked and could only watch helplessly as their emperor fell down: