Eighty-sixth bowl of soup (three)

The bronze mirror is dim and cannot reflect the beauty as beautiful as the flower or as clean as the moon.

The plain hand was slender, holding the charcoal pen, and gently stroked along the neatly trimmed eyebrows, making the eyebrows look like distant mountains, the fragrance of osmanthus puffed on the face, and the pink cheeks were delicate, adding a little bit of shame to my daughter. She pursed her dripping red lips and slightly opened the red lips to taste. The plain face was as beautiful as a flower, and after careful decoration, it was even more charming. In terms of beauty, Qinghuan has always been the first-class.

The bun is very simple, and only a white jade hairpin is inserted loosely. There is no extra decoration. I lie on the dark big bed in a red dress, adding a bit of color and tenderness to this room full of male aura that is almost cold and hard.

"Who are you? Who would have allowed you to come to my yard?"

The man's voice was low and unhappy. It was obvious that he thought that some self-righteous subordinate had found him a beauty. He said many times that he didn't need it. Those guys seemed to be unable to understand people's words. Could it be that there were too many good days?

Qing Huan was discovered when she was hiding in the quilt because the quilt was bulging high, and another reason was because a corner of the red skirt was exposed outside. She was simply telling the visitor clearly: Hey, there is someone hidden in your bed!

Very nice smell.

This is Qing Huan's first impression when she lay on the bed. Unlike ordinary royal men, they always smelled of ambergris or other precious spices. The Regent's room was refreshing soapy scent, and his bed and room were very clean, which gave Qing Huan a good first impression.

The Regent stood by the bed and waited patiently. Then he saw a pair of small hands sticking out of the quilt, grabbing the head of the quilt and pulling it down little by little. First, it was the black hair like a waterfall, and then he saw a familiar and unfamiliar face.

After a long time, the two looked at each other, and the Regent called out faintly: "Your Majesty."

Ahhhh, it's so cold, there's no emotional coldness at all. Qinghuan blinked: "Uncle."

The Regent didn't speak, and she didn't speak until he asked her again: "Why did Your Majesty dress be so unruly that he was made by the minister?"

"I am a woman, what's wrong with wearing women's clothes?" Qinghuan sat up from the bed and reached out to pull the corner of the Regent's clothes, but was avoided by him. The two were separated by several steps, and there was no movement in the Regent's eyes. He felt a slight pain in his heart. That knife was really a ruthless move. If his heart had not been a little bit biased than ordinary people, he would have died in the Hongmen Banquet that day.

He only looked at Qinghuan and thought of countless pasts, but there was no sweet happiness anymore, only disappointment and indifference, and unforgettable pain. He left the palace that day, and he really had the will to die and had no intention of survival. Now his subordinates saved this life with all their might, and he could no longer be asked to waste it.

"I know I'm wrong, uncle." Qinghuan pursed her lips. She had already thought that it was useless to just quibble and press against a man like the Regent. It would be better to admit his mistakes openly. It would be best to get forgiveness. If he couldn't get it, he wouldn't be looked down upon. "What I did that day... was really wrong. These days, I have been in peace day and night, and I want to see the uncle, so I came."

"Uncle Emperor is so angry that I am annoyed by me. It's my fault and I should be punished."

"Your Majesty is a body of gold, so why are you wrong and punished? Your Majesty said this, and I am frightened."

It seems to be indifferent.

Qinghuan got out of bed, and as soon as she approached the Regent, she retreated, as if she was a beast that asked people to retreat. Qinghuan's kung fu was taught by him, and the feelings between the two also came from the close-fitting limbs and communication. She stood on the ground with barefoot, sniffed, and lowered her head, and two small pieces of it quickly became wet on the ground.

The Regent was slightly stunned. The emperor was the strongest, especially disgusting the appearance of different parts of him from men. It was the first time he saw her crying after so many years.

Tears were to win his connection. Qinghuan did not intend to break his personality in a short period of time. If she cried like this, she would seem scheming and reasonable. If Qinghuan was the Regent, she would also feel that she had other intentions when she saw the emperor admitting his mistakes without any scruples. Therefore, after crying, she quickly blinked her tears, and still smiled when she raised her head, as if she had never shed tears before. "I want the emperor uncle to come back to me."

The two of them have been in love for several years, and at most they only hold hands. The empress is afraid of being seen through and has always kept a distance from the regent. The regent is always there, and the empress remains still. From beginning to end, she never said anything she likes him, and she never gave him any love tokens - because for the empress, the throne is really too important.

But today she told him that she wanted him to come back to him.

The Regent almost laughed, but he didn't. He didn't feel happy at all, but felt heavy and torment: "Your Majesty is not a child anymore. Even when he was a child, I have never seen Your Majesty be so willful."

Qinghuan rushed over while he was not paying attention and hugged his waist tightly. Who dared to treat the Regent like this? He was high and noble, and he was like a person who held him and refused to let go. But he no longer liked her and wanted to pull her away, but Qinghuan buried his face in his chest, "If the emperor pushes me away, I'll die here."

The Regent's hand froze for a moment, and sighed for a while: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do? Looking at what Your Majesty does, I really can't believe me."

He was born and died for her and wanted to dig all his heart to her, but in the end she gave him a knife that penetrated his heart.

pain.

"If you are wrong, you are wrong, I will not deny it." Qinghuan grabbed the Regent's clothes, "But now I want to save you, and it's not just empty talk."

She valued the identity of the emperor, and even when she was in love with the Regent, she called herself me. Today, she said that she was always me. The Regent was not moved by these simple words, he just felt that she was planning something.

Just as he was about to speak, someone suddenly knocked on the door, accompanied by the cry of a child. The Regent was stunned for a moment, and Qinghuan took the initiative to let him go, rub his eyes with his hands, climbed onto the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.

The Regent had to open the door. As soon as the door was opened, the two children rushed over and hugged his thighs. The little girl with pink and jade was crying, "Dad! Dad! My brother bullied me! My brother stole my osmanthus cake!"

Osmanthus... When the gods were in trouble, the Regent remembered that he had just been hugged by Qinghuan, and seemed to smell the fragrance of osmanthus. He loved osmanthus, but she never sprayed spices on her body. But soon he came to his senses and bent down to touch the heads of the two children: "Be good, Osmanthus Cake is half of the siblings, did Ling'er eat too much again?"

The precocious little boy was angry: "I just listen to my mother! Although my sister is older than me, she is not at all obedient! After eating too much osmanthus cake, it will hurt again! Daddy teaches her a lesson! Otherwise, it will make my mother sad and she will cry!"

The Regent comforted the two children and whispered: "Ling'er, Chang'er, I have said many times, I want to call me uncle, your father is--"

"Prince!"

Before he could finish his words, a delicate woman's voice came, and then a beauty in a white dress quickly walked over from a distance. She was slender and beautiful, and seemed to be sad all the time. She was so pitiful that she couldn't help but cherish her.

The Regent was indifferent: "Brother and sister."

Gao said in panic: "Prince forgives the crime. These two children ran in if I didn't pay attention... My husband left early, and they were the ones who were taken care of by the prince, so they inevitably admired the prince..."

"I know." The Regent interrupted her lightly. "Take a rest with your children, I'm a little tired."

"Ah, is the prince unwell? I'll stew some soup for the prince to replenish his body-"

"Brother and sister." The Regent called her again, his eyes were cold and he kept a distance. When he talked to the child, he called himself me, but in front of Gao. "You are the wife of my old friend, not a servant. Just leave these things to the servant."

He is not a fool, he said he took care of his children. In fact, he is busy with official duties every day and has no time to take care of his children. To be honest, other subordinates in the palace spend more time with their children, and they don’t call them other fathers. He knew very well that the reason why he did not expose it was because of his relationship with his husband.

Gao was both ashamed and ashamed. Her admiration was seen by her loyal master, which really made her shy. "I know, I have married and given birth to children, but I am not worthy of the prince. There are beautiful women around her..." But she still couldn't help but have hope. She was the one who was closest to the prince over the years. Even if she could not become the prince's woman, she was selfish and did not stop the children's questions.

Whenever the children asked her where her father was and if the prince was a father, she never admitted it, but she never denied it. So the children thought that the prince was their father. If so, how great it would be...

My husband was entrusting an orphan at the end of his life, and the prince also said that he would take care of their mother and son forever. Since this is the case, can she also hope for a little extravagant...

The Regent was tolerant and naturally would not speak ill of each other, but the joy in the quilt could not be stopped.

"Since I know I am not worthy of the prince, don't let the child misunderstand that the prince is his father, otherwise I will be unhappy."

Gao Shi was dumbfounded to see a beauty in red emerging from behind the Regent. Qinghuan hugged the Regent's arm without hesitation and expressed her sincere gratitude to Gao Shi: "The child is young and ignorant, has this sister never grown up? Let his child call other men father all day long, have he never considered the deceased husband in the nine springs?"
Chapter completed!