Si Lansheng is a gentle woman, she was a typical boudoir lady before she left the cabinet, and she was a competent wife and mother after getting married.
She tried her best to assist her husband, but she would not ask about Fang Xiaoyu's affairs in the court.
It's so late, Fang Xiaoyu still has to go to Fang Mu, what he wants to discuss must be a big deal.
She cheered up and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." ” Fang Xiaoyu shook her hand and said, "Rest early." ” Looking at her somewhat tired face, Fang Xiaoyu's heart swelled with a wave of guilt.
His decision may put the Fang family in danger and affect her.
However, there are some things that he has to do.
Since it has been decided, for the sake of this family, he must also succeed.
The autumn night was slightly cool, Fang Mu put on a robe, and the maid held a lantern in front of him to illuminate the road under his feet.
Fang Mu knew that Fang Xiaoyu had returned to Beijing, but he didn't expect that Fang Xiaoyu would come to look for him so late.
When he arrived at the study, Fang Xiaoyu stepped forward to salute: "I've seen my father." ” The maid came up with tea, Fang Mu waved her hand to let her go down, and asked, "This time I went back to Beijing, can I do a good job?"
He knew Fang Xiaoyu's ability, and he didn't usually ask him about things.
Fang Xiaoyu arched his hand and said: "My son was ordered to send a prayer for blessings back to Beijing, and he will return to the Taimiao after entering the palace tomorrow." ” Fang Mu let out an "um", sat down behind the bookcase, looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"
He knew his son, and just by looking at his face, he could guess that something must have happened.
"Father."
Fang Xiaoyu slowly knelt down in the middle of the room and said, "Please forgive the child, I promised her one thing, to become the Zhan of the Qi Palace." ” "You!"
Fang Mu was so shocked that Huo Ran stood from behind the bookcase, green tendons blooming from the corners of his forehead, and the fingers pointing at him were trembling slightly.
Anger rushed over him, and he was speechless for a moment.
Fang Xiaoyu and Cao Huaying's past, Fang Mu knew it clearly.
"The son is not filial, and he hopes that his father will forgive his sins."
Fang Xiaoyu kowtowed on the ground and fell to the ground.
"She's looking for you?
Yes?
” Fang Mu hated him and said, "You, don't want to die?"
"It is not clear to be involved with the queen of the current dynasty, one is not good, it is a big crime to punish the nine clans.
"It's not what my father thought.
I have no personal relationship with her.
Fang Xiaoyu explained.
"Then how did she find you, and how did you agree to her?"
Fang Mu said angrily: "Such a big thing, you dare to agree to it privately, have you ever thought about our Fang family?"
Ever wondered, your wife and daughter?
” "Father, son should do this, not for the sake of old love."
Fang Xiaoyu said: "Between the king of Qi and the crown prince, there must be no peaceful coexistence, and there will be a decisive victory."
Our Fang family, if we sit idly by, will be just ordinary courtiers in the future. ” "Father!
Wealth and danger are sought. ” "Besides, do you really think that the crown prince's accession to the throne is a blessing for the people?"
Fang Xiaoyu generously stated: "Even for the sake of the common people in the world, I will do my best to assist King Qi!"
” This is reasonable, why doesn't Fang Mu understand this truth?
It's just that he is afraid that the Fang family will overturn, and he is afraid that the future is unpredictable.
"Get up."
Fang Mu sighed and sat down.
As long as Fang Xiaoyu is not for the private relationship between men and women, he is much more relieved.
"Father."
Fang Xiaoyu got up and stood with his hands down.
"Let me think about it."
Fang Xiaoyu responded, such a big thing can't be pushed too hard.
Today, he just brought it up first, and more of him will slowly plan and convince his father that he can't be in a hurry.
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The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the people in the middle of it have added a heavy heart.
In the harem in the imperial city, the palaces closed their doors early and locked them, and turned off the lights to rest.
Only the oil lamps on the side of the road and the patrolling guards made the sound of walking.
In Changle Palace, Empress Cao was wearing a vermilion purple robe and stood motionless in front of the window.
It's almost become a habit for her.
Whenever her heart was depressed, she stood like this.
Often, one stop is the night.
I didn't lie down until my legs were sore, and I rested.
In her left and right palms, she each holds half a plum blossom silver hairpin.
She held it so hard that the cut in the silver hairpin pierced into her palm, soaking out blood.
The night under the lamp was beautiful, but she felt that even every breath was painful.
He answered, and he said, "Yesterday there were all kinds of hairpins. ” She confessed that it was she who was sorry for him.
If she had a choice, how could she have taken this step?
How could he destroy the beauty of his own heart, how could he bury the past with his own hands.
She took a deep breath, ignoring the pain that came from the depths of her soul and straightened her back.
Now is not the time to think about old love.
If you want to complain, you will complain that he is so good that he is the best candidate for Zhan Shi in the Qi Palace!
In order for King Qi to ascend to the throne, those old feelings in the past can come in handy, which is timely.
Empress Cao's eyes gradually became cold and hard.
"Shanmei."
Hearing her command, Shanmei, who was waiting outside, stepped in and bowed: "Niangniang, the maid is here." ” "Go get a stove."
"Yes."
This is far from the time to use the stove.
The purpose of this command is self-evident.
The stove burned very strongly, and as soon as the plum blossom silver hairpin was thrown in, the flames suddenly jumped high.
The orange flame spits out blue light and licks the hairpin silently.
Some of the blackened silver seemed to glow with new life in the flames, as bright as ever.
Through the firelight, she saw the hillside scattered with laughter, the shyness between each other's bows, such a bright spring light.
Gradually, the hairpin twisted into the shape of a plum blossom melted into an unformed piece under the gaze of Empress Cao.
The liquid that had been melted by the fire slowly dripped and deformed.
It is mixed with the impurities in the furnace, and the shape of the former can no longer be seen.
Empress Cao stared at the silver nuggets in the firelight, and her mind was blank, as if the most important thing in her soul had been completely emptied.
"Snort" is the sound of tears falling into the fire, which is burned into smoke and dust in an instant.
Empress Cao was stunned and reached out to touch her cheek.
It turned out that at some point, she burst into tears.
Shanmei was so quiet as if it didn't exist, accompanying her, silently.
This pain is depressing and unspeakable.
In another mansion in Luoyang City, in the Qi Palace, Wei Yixin's smile was almost uncontrollable.
Fang Xiaoyu's return to Beijing was written by her.
For Fang Jinshu, it was a surprise blow, but Wei Yixin was completely prepared.
From the moment Shanmei left the palace, the people sent by Wei Yixin dropped out of her from afar and witnessed the whole process of Fang Xiaoyu meeting her.
After listening to the report, Wei Yixin's comfort was beyond words.
"You said, the fourth girl of the Fang family fell ill today?"
Wei Yixin asked happily, "Or what happened after Fang Xiaoyu returned home?"
” "Yes, Lord Shire."
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Xiaoyu said respectfully.