Twenty-seventh bowl of soup (Seven & Eight)

Yuan Jia cannot sit and wait for death like this. Even if he can only become an accessory to Guyu in this world, he cannot even lose the chance to see her.

The empress does not value desire, so she only visited the harem for a few times every month. Even if she flips the brand, she often chooses to go to Wang Fu. Therefore, even if Yuan Jia is from a prominent family and cannot be loved by the empress, it is difficult to see her.

He had no choice but to walk barefoot on the cold marble floor with barefoot all night, and then poured a lot of cold water, and finally got sick.

But Yuan Jia made a mistake. He thought this was just a minor illness such as cold and diarrhea, but he forgot that the body is not the same as before. Naturally, it is not as strong as before. The price of drinking cold water barefoot is that he is really sick, and he is not slight. He vomited and had diarrhea several times, and he prescribed several doses of medicine and did not get better.

Yuan Jia was a little anxious. If this is the case, what's the use of letting Guyu see him? Now he looks so ugly, he is sick and unable to serve her. Even if Guyu comes, it's just because of the Yuan clan behind him, not for him. When he sees his current appearance, he will probably not like him even more.

But it was useless for him to regret, because the empress had already learned that he was sick.

Yuan Jia forced himself to get up from the bed. Although he could not dress up, he could never face her with a sick look without getting the empress's heart. Fortunately, the little eunuch who was accompanying him was very sensible and flexible. Before the empress came in, he slightly covered up his haggardness, but he could also show some weakness. He looked at the mirror, which was exactly what Yuan Jia wanted most.

The empress was still wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. She happened to go to court, and heard from He Shanggong that Yuan Gongjun was very ill and asked her if she wanted to come and see. It would be fine if it were other palace lords. The Yuan clan was kind to the empress, and there were more loyal ministers in the family, so the empress would never disappoint the Yuan clan's heart.

When he entered the hall, he saw that Yuan Jia was really weak, but he still had to support himself and salute. The empress stepped forward and supported Yuan Jia who was about to bow down and said, "No need to be polite, I'll take a break, I'll see you."

"Thank you for your care." Yuan Jia quietly raised his eyes and looked at the empress, but saw that she was narrow and narrow in her eyes, and she was arrogant without anger, and she had a domineering attitude in her words and deeds, and her heart trembled for a moment.

"Please help Gong Jun back to the bed." He Shanggong quickly ordered the eunuchs.

The eunuchs helped Yuan Jia back to the bed. The empress said a few words to Yuan Jia, expressed her concern and was about to leave, but Yuan Jia suddenly grabbed her hand. The empress was a little strange and looked down at her. She saw Yuan Jia staring at her intently, with a light of desire and begging in her dark eyes: "Your Majesty, can Your Majesty stay for a while? I haven't seen Your Majesty for a long time..."

The empress thought for a while and said, "Okay, I will wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

Yuan Jia did a lot of homework before he was preparing to regain Guyu. He roughly understood what the men of this era looked like. At the same time, he also took scriptures from some people. He usually paid great attention to gossip news in the harem, especially those about the empress. Almost as soon as the empress was mentioned, Yuan Jia would dig the bottom line.

He put away his former machismoism and the so-called male self-esteem. He didn't know what those were. What he wanted to do most now was to get the empress's heart again. There was nothing else to ask for.

Therefore, Yuan Jia did not hide the affection in his eyes at all. His hot eyes made the empress stiff for a few seconds. There were countless handsome men in the harem, most of whom were pleased with her, but she had never seen such naked eyes, as if she had written all her attempts in her eyes, so desperate and so sincere.

For a tough and cold emperor, nothing burned her better than a fiery admiration.

As for Yuanjia, the empress was disliked at first, thinking that he was not as well-educated, gentle and virtuous as the Yuan clan said. Instead,... he was a bit vulgar and difficult to enter the elegant hall. Therefore, after she was lucky enough to be lucky, she did not set foot in his palace again. She was the emperor, and whoever she liked and didn't like would naturally follow her own wishes. But this time, the empress felt that it seemed that the Yuan Palace Master had not hated him when he saw it for the first time.

In this way, Yuan Jia took every step and slowly began to show off his presence in front of the empress. Since he was not a person in this world, many of his views and ideas were different from those of the ministers in this world. The empress could often get inspiration or novel insights from him. Over time, the two got along very harmoniously.

From a Gongjun who was not cared for a night and then to the Gongjun whom the empress was most often summoned by the king, Yuanjia took a path that made all the handsome men in the harem envious, jealous and hated.

But none of them could replicate the glory of Yuanjia. Many times, the empress was troubled by certain government affairs. Yuanjia, who had decades of emperor experience, would indecide and give her any hints, but never take the initiative to speak out. This world has extremely high requirements for men, especially in the harem. If she dared to say a word or two more on national affairs, she would lose her head and kill the nine clans.

Besides, Yuan Jia only wants the empress's heart, not the country, and he doesn't want to have a gap with the empress because of this, and even makes her guard against herself.

However, after working hard for so long, the empress was just gentler to him. She could say a few more words and came to him more. But in her eyes, Yuan Jia could not see anything except a little more warmth.

He was a little sad, but after the sadness, he quickly cheered himself up again. How long has it been, a little more than half a year. Guyu was by his side for several years, but it was still the ending. Even if he paid off his debt, he had to pay some interest, right?

Thinking of this, Yuan Jia mustered up the courage again.

It just so happened that the palace banquet on New Year’s Eve, all the ranks of palace lords were to attend, and naturally, Yuan Jia was included.

At the evening banquet, Yuan Jia started preparing at the urging of the eunuchs. What color of robe to wear, what kind of jade crown to wear, which piece of jade to wear...and so on.

And he can wear any color, except for the bright yellow that represents the emperor and the emperor.

Yuan Jia was known as the most beautiful man when he was in the boudoir. He was even more dazzling and handsome when dressed up carefully. His rank was second only to Wang Fu, so he sat at the lower left hand of the empress. During the meal, Yuan Jia couldn't help but look at the empress.

She was also very beautiful today, but from beginning to end, she didn't focus on herself. Apart from saying a few words to Wang Fu, the empress basically ignored any Gongjun. Yuan Jia was holding chopsticks in her hand, but she couldn't help feeling sad. He didn't even have the qualification to sit side by side with her... He was just one of her many Gongjuns, maybe it was a little different, but in fact there was not much difference.

Yuan Jia could not suppress the strong sense of loss in his heart. In the past six months, he thought the regrets and pain that had been buried deep in his heart did not lose the slightest. It was just because he was good at self-comfort and concealment, so he stopped appearing, and he thought the wound healed.

But it still hurts heartbreakingly.

Yuan Jia didn't get the chopsticks much at this palace banquet, couldn't eat it, nor could he lift it up, and even felt dizzy. However, he drank a lot of alcohol and was dizzy, as if this would make him forget all his worries.

I don’t remember how he returned to the bedroom in the end. Anyway, I woke up the next morning and had a headache. The eunuch sent him a drink and tea, and told him specifically that it was his Majesty’s order.

Yuan Jia suddenly shuddered: "How did I come back last night?"

"Your Majesty returned from the palace, you came back on Your Majesty's chariot." The little eunuch smiled on his face. Because his master was favored, he was very happy. Except for Wang Fu, the only one who has sat on Your Majesty's chariot, is their Yuangongjun! This is a glory that no other palace master has ever experienced!

Yuan Jia tried hard to recall what he said last night, but he got nothing. He should have had a better memory. This was not his body that could not fall, but the body of a weak man like Lin Daiyu. He should have remembered it since he was sick last night, but he did not expect to commit it again.

Seeing that Yuan Jia was not very happy, the little eunuch asked hesitantly: "What's wrong with Gong Jun? What a joy to do with Your Majesty's value you so much? Why are you still frowning?"

After hearing what the little eunuch said, Yuan Jia sighed softly. What he said was not bad. In the eyes of others, his status in the hearts of the empress is definitely different, but so what? There is a Wangfu in front of him. Can he get over it? The Wangfu does not make mistakes and is married to the empress. Yuan Jia has never had that kind of relationship. How could he not understand?

It's not easy to completely snatch the empress.

Yuan Jia was a little confused when he waved his hand to let the little eunuch go down. He had been in this world for more than half a year, but he lived like a year. Now, thinking about it, it seemed like a different life.

Maybe it was because I owe her that I came to pay it back in this life.

When Yuan Jiagang was familiar with the empress, he still had hopes that the empress still remembered him, but as time passed, he gave up. Guyu was different from him. He had never forgotten anything, but she didn't remember anything. Why? Didn't they all carry memories of each other in the last life? Why did only he remembered in this life, but Guyu had forgotten it completely?

Is this how God punishes him?

In response to this, Mo Ze, who watched the whole process, said: Because Guyu drank the soup from the great master Mengpo, you are not qualified to go to Naihe Bridge!

That night, the empress came. Yuan Jia was very happy, but worried that he had said something he shouldn't say last night. He looked at the empress but stopped. It was not until the empress waved to him that he ran over like a puppy, squatted in front of her, and let her cold fingers pinch her cheeks.

"What's wrong? What's the expression? Is there anything I can't stand you?"

"Of course not, it's just... Your Majesty, I didn't say anything bad last night, right?" Yuan Jia asked nervously. He was very afraid that he would tell the past and present life again if he didn't pay attention. The facts were facts, but he said in front of an emperor that these strange powers and gods were really bad. What if someone used this as an excuse to attack him and he wouldn't remember anything after waking up, how should he explain it then?

Thinking of this, Yuan Jia carefully observed the empress's expression. Her face was as beautiful as ever, but she could not see anything in her expression and eyes. Yuan Jia was a little discouraged, but she mustered up the courage again. Instead of letting the empress hear it and cover it up, it would be better to ask it out with pleasure. "Your Majesty, have I really done something stupid?"

The empress closed the book in her hand and said, "I didn't do anything stupid, I've said a lot of nonsense."

Nonsense? Yuan Jia looked at the empress's face more seriously, confirming that although her tone was a little cold, her eyes were relaxed, which showed that she was teasing him rather than blaming him. When she thought about it, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Are your Majesty angry with me?"

"You are talking nonsense at the palace banquet. Shouldn't I be angry with you?"

The empress's expression seemed to be a little smile, which made Yuan Jia, who had just taken the reassurance pill, feel bulging again. What is this? "Then, what did I say?"

He Shanggong, who was beside him, burst into laughter. "Your Majesty Yuan Gongjun, you are in public. You rushed over and hugged Your Majesty's waist and cried and said you love Your Majesty. You also said that you have done something wrong and I am sorry for Your Majesty. You will definitely treat her well in the future. You will be completely unspeakable to whatever Your Majesty wants you to do."

Just think about it, in public places, with so many eyes staring at him, he was a dignified palace master, holding the emperor's waist and crying and apologizing for his loyalty... Yuan Jia thought, let him die, no wonder he said that everyone looked at him a little strange today, as if he was a funny actor.

The Empress also found it interesting when she heard what He Shanggong said in a vivid way, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Yuan Jia and Wang Fu gave her a completely different feeling. She felt calm by Wang Fu's side. She had been together for many years, and Wang Fu never bored her. He did everything just right, so she won the Empress's heart.

Yuanjia and Wang Fu are completely different. Yuanjia is prone to nature and always has some amazing words. If the empress can take off her guard in front of Wang Fu, then the empress feels a rare relaxation and comfort around Yuanjia. This is also the reason why she likes to come to Yuanjia. He doesn't have to say anything, he can always make her happy.

Yuan Jia is not an ordinary person who can please the emperor to this extent.

He Shanggong thought so.

Yuan Jia originally wanted to kneel down and apologize first. After all, if he really did what Shanggong said last night, he would definitely lose the royal face in front of everyone. But now he saw that the empress had no intention of asking for guilt, so he beat the snake and went on the stick. He Shanggong had a wink and immediately took the palace maids and eunuchs to retreat, leaving the space for them.

Yuan Jia snuggled up to the empress and stared at her face. They have been together for half a year, and there is always a relaxing atmosphere. In addition, he made a big joke yesterday. Yuan Jia wanted to take a gamble. He wanted to ask what the empress was thinking. "Your Majesty."

"Um?"

"What kind of feelings does Your Majesty have to the Wang Fu...?" He thought about it for a few seconds and asked.

But after asking, he immediately regretted it because the empress looked at him, and her eyes became colder: "Is this the question you should ask?"

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" Yuan Jia immediately knelt down and apologized, and his body was trembling slightly. Unlike Gu Yu who loved him deeply, the woman in front of him at this moment was a well-deserved iron-blooded emperor. Yuan Jia must admit that Gu Yu is even better than himself as an emperor. He can help her because of his broad knowledge and rich experience. In terms of ability and skills, he is not as good as Gu Yu.

The empress looked down at him for a few seconds and said indifferently: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yuan Jia stood up and realized that he had a cold sweat on his back. He could not control the fear he was in front of Gu Yu, just as in the past six months, while their distance was getting closer, he was also slowly tamed by her.

The empress didn't speak in the next few minutes, but Yuan Jia, who was standing aside, could not control his physiological reactions. He was frightened by his changes. He never realized something was wrong with him. He thought he was gradually "adapting to local customs", but in fact, his essence had changed.

Change.

It turned out to be such a terrible thing.

He put himself in others, so the previous life self was subtly changed by the ancient feudal society. He denied the idea of ​​equality between men and women, monogamy and loyalty to his lover, and naturally believed that as an emperor, he should naturally be held by the emperor, and Guyu must understand.

That world was cruel to Guyu, which refused to change accordingly. Therefore, Guyu would rather burn both jade than surrender. He would rather break up jade than be completely broken, but he himself did not understand this truth.

And in this world, he began to change again. That is, the so-called "going into the countryside and following the customs". This time the change is different from the previous life, but there is no difference in essence.

In the final analysis, it is his weakness that causes such a result. His soul is not strong enough, not persistent enough, and not maintaining himself. In order to assimilate him and allow him to survive, the world must change him.

He is not as good as Guyu in being an emperor, he is far inferior to Guyu in being an human being.

In the modern world, Yuan Jia always thought he was an extremely excellent man, and the fact was indeed the case. In the ancient world, he always thought he was unique and worthy of Guyu's efforts and sacrifice. But now he realized that from beginning to end, he was not worthy of Guyu.

He is not worthy of such a good woman.

What's funny is that he is still complacent and thinks he is so powerful and charming.

It's really... terrible.

Yuan Jia shook his body. He realized this for the first time and was completely unable to compete with him. He only felt fear. He was no wonder that Gu Yu in this life could not fall in love with him, because he himself did not have the quality of making her fall in love with him. She deserved something better and what a better one is. Yuan Jia didn't know, but it was definitely not like him.

"What's wrong? I just said a few words to you, and you were so scared like this?" The empress looked at him in confusion. When he asked about her relationship with Wang Fu, she did make her feel a little unhappy, but she just whispered a few words casually, knowing that he was a sensible person and didn't think about how to blame him. But look at this, what is he doing?

Yuan Jia knelt on the ground without raising his head: "...Your Majesty."

"What's wrong?"

The empress reached out to help him, but Yuan Jia knelt on the ground and did not move at all. She frowned slightly, but saw Yuan Jia looking up at her: "I like Your Majesty."

The empress was a little surprised to be confessed unexpectedly. There are not many people like Yuan Jia who say that she loves her directly.

"No, I love Your Majesty." Yuan Jia said. "But I am not worthy of Your Majesty."

"What's worthy of not worthy?" The empress never thought of these boring things. She toughly grabbed Yuan Jia from the ground and placed it on the chair and sat down, then curled her lips slightly. "Since you can achieve this position, it must mean that you have extraordinary points. Could it be that you are doubting my vision? Not long ago, I promoted you to the position and became a first-rank palace king, and worked with the Wangfu to take charge of the affairs of the harem. Now you are saying that you are not worthy in front of me. Wouldn't you be doubting my vision?"
To be continued...