Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (1)

Wait a little longer.

Very soon.

Will come.

Maybe……

No.

Not maybe.

It's tomorrow.

That person.

It will come tomorrow.

Just wait for a while.

It will be fine in a while.

"Empress, what are you looking at? We should go back. The emperor will be anxious later."

The imperial concubine woke up from her loss of consciousness. When she heard the words of the grand palace maid Leng Shuang beside her, she did not move her steps as anxiously as before, but looked at the Leng Shuang not far away. It was not until Leng Shuang urged her again that she responded and said, "Let's go."

When he arrived at Jucui Palace where the imperial concubine lived, the eunuch chief Qiu Haishun was already waiting anxiously outside the hall. When he saw the imperial concubine, he hurried forward: "The imperial concubine is back. The emperor has been waiting for an incense stick. Empress come in quickly."

The imperial concubine walked towards the inner hall under Qiu Haishun's guidance. She gave birth to a handsome and hibiscus face, which was extraordinary, but compared to her beauty, temperament was more important. The harem was full of beauties, but she was only favored by the emperor. This was related to her personality and her identity.

The emperor was sitting on the couch and reading a book he was holding next to the concubine's pillow. When she saw her coming, she came, "Where has Su Su gone? Let me wait for a while."

The imperial concubine had no smile on her face, but when she saw him, her eyes were shimmering and graceful, as if two lakes had turned into her eye waves, with affection in her heart, which was complex and difficult to distinguish, and she was as secretive as she was.

She whispered: "Let the Lord wait for a long time, it is not my concubine, and the Lord forgives his sins."

"How could I blame you?" The emperor chuckled and held the imperial concubine's hand. In the eyes of others, the imperial concubine was really pampered by three thousand people, which is enviable. Who doesn't envy her in this entire harem for being favored by her and being favored by the six palaces? "I am afraid that you will be alone and lonely, and the queen will come to find your trouble again."

The imperial concubine bent her eyebrows and showed a touching smile: "Thank you for your concern."

He took her to sit at the table. The imperial concubine quietly watched the romantic and passionate and gentle as water he showed, but all this was an illusion. When the time comes, all passion will turn into ruthlessness, and all tenderness will turn into cruelty. This is what she saw with her own eyes and what she felt with her own eyes.

She stayed in that cold palace for thirteen years.

Every day, I am waiting for him to pick her up.

Every day, I believe in his pledge to love her the most.

Every day, I convince myself to be quiet and well-behaved and not be sad.

Every day.

A full thirteen years.

However, how many years have it been turned into silt at the bottom of the Wangchuan River?

When I arrived at the table, I saw the pipa placed on the table by the imperial concubine. The emperor had seen countless rare treasures, but he thought the pipa was particularly clear and beautiful. He had never seen such snow-whiteness. He asked, "Where did Susu get this pipa?"

The imperial concubine said lightly: "I didn't know what I saw when I cleaned up the warehouse this morning. I thought it looked good, so I took it out."

The emperor smiled again and said, "Su Su is best at pipa. I see this pipa as jade as it is not an ordinary thing. Only such a pipa is worthy of Su Su's music."

The imperial concubine stretched out her finger and rubbed it gently on the pipa, responding softly. The emperor was so happy that he actually hated the joy of the bamboo. It was because the late emperor was addicted to the voice and expression, which led to the decline of the government. For the emperor, this was a symbol of the decline of a country.

But he told her that he liked it.

Even likes and hates are fake. He puts on masks of hypocrisy in front of her, and deep affection and affection are illusions.

Before... why didn't I see it?

The imperial concubine was a little lost. She pretended not to understand the meaning of the emperor who wanted her to play the previous song and put away the pipa. She was gentle and graceful on her usual personality, so the emperor did not notice anything wrong. She sat at the carved sandalwood table, and after a while, she said to the emperor: "I am not feeling well today. Why don't the emperor go somewhere else..."

"What are you saying?" The slender fingertips were extremely warm, accompanied by moving words, but the imperial concubine felt cold from the bottom of her heart. "I only have you in my heart, so how can I go to others?"

Is that right? The imperial concubine asked in her heart, what about your true love?

She looked up and looked into the emperor's eyes. Such a man, the noble of the Nine Five, the true dragon emperor, was born handsome and unparalleled, and also made great decisions. He was the most noble person in this world, but he was only gentle and considerate to you. What outsiders saw was always an unattainable image of an emperor. He showed great sincerity and only wanted to touch your heart, and put the country behind his head to make you smile.

Isn't it very romantic? Will it... be involuntarily fall?

So what if all this is lying to you?

The imperial concubine's eyes were very strange, and even the emperor who had already put on layers of masks was a little uncomfortable. Her eyes were no longer as infatuated as before, but with scrutiny, as if she wanted to look into his soul from his appearance.

So sharp and sober.

After a while, the imperial concubine smiled: "It's so nice to treat me, I'm so flattered."

That's great, so good that I never forgot to get hatred for her at any time. There were countless beauties in the harem, but he favored her alone. It seemed that he would come to her Jucui Palace to spend the night every night. In fact, what? Is the Anshen Soup she drank every night really just the Anshen Soup? Where did he go after she drank the Anshen Soup?

With such high-profile pampering but not protecting her, she could no longer be pregnant at a young age. He signaled the first child she finally got... When she was in great pain, he hugged her and comforted her softly, but without a trace of sincerity.

Did he laugh behind his back at her being innocent and ignorant, and actually believe in the emperor's oath so much? And the person he loved, who had ever thought of her sleeping in Jucui Palace when they were romance day and night?

But what did she do wrong? It was just a wrong birth date and horoscope, and was chosen by the national teacher as a palace concubine. The emperor was afraid of the national teacher's power, so he acted in love with her. To put it bluntly, she was just a chess piece that everyone played with.

"Don't be sad, the future is long, we will always have children." The emperor gently stroked her flat belly. "I'm still waiting for you to give birth to a prince for me."

The imperial concubine smiled softly: "Didn't she already have a eldest prince?"

"How can I count it? I only want the child Su Su gave birth to me."

What a ruthless liar.

The imperial concubine remembered her child, snuggled into the emperor's arms, and said softly: "The Master, the Imperial Doctor said that when my child was aborted, his facial features were all formed... Do you know?"

The emperor stiffened all over and softened his voice to comfort her, "That child is not destined to be with us, we will have it. Susu, don't be sad, my heart hurts."

No, you won't feel heartbroken.

The imperial concubine's eyes were shallow. When she came back, she was just when she "accidentally miscarried". The emperor was furious and killed many people. Coincidentally, most of the killed people were secret nails placed by the national teacher in the palace. Since then, the imperial concubine has known that the emperor's power has almost been seized and he has to start to settle the accounts.

No one can escape.

She had the opportunity to change all this, but she didn't. She didn't know why she didn't do this. She could clearly save everything at that time - maybe she could really win the emperor's heart, maybe she could leave that child who was not destined to be left behind, maybe... there were countless possibilities, but she did nothing.

She is now alive, her own body, her own memory, but she is still like a walking corpse.

Everything is very boring.

She lived a lot of peaceful life, and it was time to end her life, and she should let the obsessed person at the bottom of the Wangchuan River take a closer look at how heartless the emperor was.

Even if it is held in her hand, it is not hers.

At night, the emperor still fed her the peace of mind soup, spoonful by spoon, tender and sweet. But the medicine inside was enough to make her lie down for a night without any consciousness. The imperial concubine could have refused, but she didn't. She just stared at the emperor's eyes, took his hands, and drank the poison he fed him sipped.

The poison fed by the beloved is also sweet as honey.

Her eyes were a little confused, but she also understood. The emperor was guilty of being seen by these eyes. The imperial concubine leaned into his ear. She was always elegant and dignified, and rarely looked so frivolous and charming. Her soft tongue gently licked his earlobe, and then penetrated into the emperor's mouth, exchanging a seemingly affectionate kiss with him, and then suddenly laughed. "The Lord must remember me forever."

"This is naturally, how could I forget you?" The emperor pinched her nose docitly. If outsiders saw it, they would be envious.

"Yes, I won't forget..." One year, two years, three years...ten years, thirteen years.

You will always forget.

But you said you will pick me up.

Why didn't you come in the end?

The imperial concubine closed her eyes: "I am tired and I am going to sleep."

"Go to sleep." The emperor's voice was low and pleasant. "I'm here to accompany you."

But he still lied.

After half a stick of incense, the emperor got up and went out after sleeping. He was light and simple. Only Qiu Haishun and two guards accompanied him, bypassing the prosperous palace of the palace and stopped in a side hall close to the cold palace.

Then he walked in, the candlelight inside shaking red, and then gradually returned to calm. The sound of warm love between men and women was constantly heard, accompanied by the tangled touches.

How beautiful and heart-warming. In order to protect his beloved, the Lord of Nine Five specially set up a target for her in the harem. All attacks, slander, intrigues came at the target. The beloved settled in this small world. When he eliminated the slander, he brought her to his side, gave her supreme glory, let her be loved, and became the queen. And that target made her life in the cold palace.

It's really... touching.

History books only record this eternal story. As for the person who was deceived and betrayed... Forget it, who cares about her?
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