I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 147: Extra 5

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"His Royal Highness, today's classwork is over, I have to leave."

"Sir, please go slowly." Rong Sheng stood up and saluted his teacher as a student. After he left, he turned around and walked out. The guards and eunuchs guarding outside hurriedly followed, but no one took the book bag in his hand for him.

This is His Majesty's order. As a student, Your Highness should treat his own books well. It is not the behavior of a gentleman to let others take the books.

Fortunately, although the prince is only seven or eight years old, he is a very sensible child. He does not feel aggrieved when His Majesty allows him to get his books by himself.

After his daily schoolwork is over, Rong Sheng will go to the Imperial Study Room to let his father check his homework. After checking, the father and son will return to the harem together to have meals with their mother. But something unexpected seemed to happen today, and he even heard his father scolding the courtiers.

My father has always been secretive about his pleasures. To make him so angry, someone must have stepped on his bottom line.

"Your Highness," Wang De, who was guarding outside the palace, saw Rong Sheng and stepped forward to salute him. "Your Majesty is talking to the courtiers inside. Do you want to go in now?"

Rong Sheng thought for a moment: "You lead the way."

He wanted to know who made his father so angry.

"Your Majesty, your harem has been empty for more than ten years. Now I have great success, good weather, good harvests, and all the nations coming to court. If the envoys from various countries know that there is only one queen in our harem, and you have only one son, this will make the envoys How do you see us?"

When Rong Sheng heard this, he paused slightly. His expression remained unchanged. He walked to the center of the hall and saluted Rong Xia: "I have met my father."

"Sheng'er," Rong Xia saw her son, and the expression on her face softened slightly. She stretched out her hand to invite him to sit next to her. She turned to the courtier and said, "This is the first time I know how to measure the good and good of an emperor. No, it depends on how many women he has in his harem, not his political achievements. In history, many subjugated kings have been ruined by women, but you still persuade me to have concubines and indulge in women. What is your intention?!"

"Your Majesty!" The courtier knelt down with a pale face, "I have no intention of doing this. I just want you to add a few more helpers to the prince."

Rong Sheng's eyebrows moved and he opened the textbook in his hand without interrupting. His mother told him that instead of talking nonsense to these idiots, it is better to think more about what to eat next. Anyway, the words of these idiots are of no use and will only make his father hate them even more.

The smarter people are, the less they can stand fools. My father is so wise, how can he tolerate such people.

Rong Sheng was right. Not long after, this official was scolded by his father and became disgraced. He was even classified as a treacherous minister for "leading His Majesty to be obsessed with women." Rong Sheng, who was watching the whole process, said that his father was The mother's status in her heart is maintained because of her shamelessness and persistence.

"These words are good, and they have shown some character for the first time," Rong Xia commented on Rong Sheng's words and reached out to touch his forehead, "Okay, put everything away, we will go back to accompany you. Mother eats."

Obediently put away his homework, Rong Sheng held the books in one hand and was held by Rong Xia in the other, listening to his father tell some short stories while walking.

His father was not a strict father in the true sense of the word. He heard from several companions that some young men from aristocratic families had to memorize and practice calligraphy since they were young. If they didn't do anything well, they would be punished by their fathers. His father was not so harsh on him, but he still admired his father very much, because none of the other gentlemen knew as much as his father.

Staying with his father will broaden his horizons; with his mother, he will be happy every moment and come into contact with many novel gadgets. Whenever he heard about other people's young masters, he felt that he was so lucky to have such parents.

But the more this happened, the less he allowed himself to slack off. His parents have such good intentions. If he doesn't repay them well, what difference will he make to an animal?

The father and son did not walk very fast, but the imperial study room was not far from the harem, so they quickly arrived at the inner hall of Dayue Palace.

When they came in, Banhua was listening to the singer singing. When she saw them coming in, Banhua sat upright from the imperial concubine chair and waved to Rong Sheng with a smile: "Son, come here and show your mother, today Doesn’t it look better again?”

Rong Sheng ran up to Banhua in three steps and his fair little face was pinched by Banhua, "She looks better today than yesterday, so it is useful to eat obediently."

"Mom, I'm seven years old." Rong Sheng covered his face. His mother has been saying this kind of thing to deceive children for several years, can't she change it?

"You are seven years old, not seventeen." Banhua touched the palm of his hand, and after making sure it was neither hot nor cold, she said to Rong Xia, "I asked the imperial kitchen to cook it for you and Sheng'er. Rabbit buns, remember to try them later."

Rong Xia laughed. He, a man in his thirties, actually wanted to eat the same thing as his son. However, Huahua insisted that his life as a child was boring and she wanted to make up for his childhood with Sheng'er, so she often prepared things for Sheng'er and secretly prepared a copy for him, which made him dumbfounded. .

Although I felt a little helpless in my heart, I still said cooperatively: "Okay."

After all, it was Huahua’s heart that he couldn’t bear to waste at all.

The bunny buns were cutely made, soft and delicious. Rong Xia couldn't help but eat one more. She turned around and saw Banhua looking at him with a smile. She lowered her head and whispered in her ear: "What are you laughing at?"

Banhua smiled and said: "I was thinking that when you were a child, you must have been as cute as Sheng'er."

Rong Xia turned to look at Rong Sheng. He was holding a small rabbit bun and eating it very seriously. His cheeks were bulging. At first glance, he looked like a simple and harmless white rabbit.

He shook his head: "When I was a kid, I wasn't as popular as Sheng'er."

"Who said that?" Banhua held his hand, "You are already an old man in his thirties, and you are still so popular, let alone when you were a child."

Rong Xia: Old man?

He touched his face and asked the imperial doctor to find some prescriptions for beauty tomorrow. What if one day Huahua dislikes his old age and loses his appearance?

After dinner, the family of three chatted for a while, and Rong Xia sent Rong Sheng off to rest. He and Ban Hua also prepared to wash up and go to bed.

But he didn’t know if it was because Gao Xing had eaten more food at night. He felt that he had fallen asleep in a daze and his body felt a little uncomfortable. When he opened his eyes, Huahua was no longer around him.

"Your Majesty, are you up?" Wang De asked standing outside the account.

Rong Xia glanced at the empty place around her and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Her tentacles were cold. He couldn't help but frown. It was just getting dark now. With Huahua's temperament, how could she be willing to get up early?

But when he saw that Wang De looked normal and didn't look like something was wrong, he didn't ask any more questions.

When he went to court, he glanced at a place on the lower right. His father-in-law and brother-in-law were too lazy to come to court, and those old dudes also didn't come. Did they decide whether to come to court today? In the past, they didn't come to court, so they took turns slacking off, but today they are so upright?

Rong Xia felt a little uneasy. Fortunately, nothing happened today. He occasionally wandered off and no one noticed anything was wrong with him.

After going to court, he turned over the memorial in the imperial study room. It said that there was a drought in Xizhou, and the people were suffering from the disaster and had no food to eat. His brows suddenly furrowed even more tightly. There had just been a bumper harvest of beans here this year, so how could he not have enough to eat?

He threw the memorial aside and his face looked like a cloudy day about to rain: "Wang De, where is the empress?"

"Empress" Wang De was stunned. His Majesty is not very fond of women, and he will not mention women in the harem in the royal study. What happened today?

"Your Majesty, which empress are you asking about?" After saying this, he found that His Majesty's eyes became very strange, as if he was sizing him up, but also as if he was guarding against him.

"Who do you think I am asking about?"

Wang De complained secretly in his heart. There were only a few empresses in the harem, but His Majesty didn't care about any of them. He cared about government affairs all day long and didn't pay attention to women's sex. How did he know who His Majesty was asking? He Even the chief eunuch, Ouchi, did not expect that His Majesty would suddenly be interested in women.

"Your Majesty, I really don't know."

Rong Xia's eyelids trembled slightly, and the imperial study suddenly became quiet. He stared at Wang De for a long time, "I ask you, how is Mr. Jingting's family doing?"

"Jingting Gong" Wang De thought carefully, "Your Majesty, are you talking about Ban Shuiqing, the son of the former eldest princess Dening? Their family was beheaded by King Lu as early as twelve years ago. After receiving the title of nobility, it was you who took care of him so that his family could live a prosperous and peaceful life in Yujing Prefecture. But maybe you remembered wrongly, Ban Shuiqing was not a duke, but a marquis."

"Bang." Rong Xia's hand holding the tea cup shook, and the tea cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Wang De looked at Rong Xia worriedly, "I'll call the imperial doctor right now."

"No need," Rong Xia stared at Wang De, "What about his daughter Banxiang Jun?!"

"Banxiang Jun, Banxiang Jun," Wang De was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "Banxiang Jun has been assassinated long ago. Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Back then, you led troops into the pass and became emperor. Later, I met Ban Xiangjun by chance and invited her to sit in a teahouse. Ban Xiangjun was assassinated when she left. You took pity on her for being a sweetheart and ordered her to be buried according to the princess's rules."

"Assassinated?!" Rong Xia felt her head buzzing, and he could no longer hear what Wang De said.

The whole world was spinning and freezing.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, staining the back of his hand red.

"Your Majesty, call the imperial doctor quickly, the royal doctor!" Wang De was so frightened that his face turned pale and he crawled to the door, "Send the imperial doctor quickly."

Rong Xia ignored Wang De who was lying on the ground. He quickly stepped out of the imperial study and came to the back hall of Dayue Palace. This place was familiar and unfamiliar to him. What he was familiar with was that there was no change here brick by brick. What's strange is that there is no scent of Huahua here, as if Huahua has never appeared here.

"Your Majesty, what happened to you?"

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty."

He turned around and looked at the palace maid and **** who was kneeling on the ground behind him. He covered his chest and spit out several mouthfuls of bright red heart blood.

Without Huahua, what use would he have in this world?

He had dinner with Huahua last night, and she was lying next to him, asking Yu Shufang to make fruit buns for him today, but why he woke up early and found nothing.

Huahua is dead?

You died in twelve years, and you still died in front of him?

He even buried her with the rites of a princess?

This is not true, this is impossible, how could he treat her like this?

Wang De was horrified to find that Your Majesty, he was crying.

In front of all the palace people, he cried heartbrokenly, as if he had lost the most precious thing that he relied on for survival.

His Majesty did have some appreciation for Ban Xiangjun, otherwise he would not have buried her with the ceremony of a princess. Even after her death, he specifically ordered to take care of Ban's family and let them move to Yujing Prefecture to avoid them Being bullied in the capital.

But that's all. In the past ten years, His Majesty rarely mentioned Banxiang Jun. At most, he only walked on the frozen lake in the Royal Garden during the coldest time in winter, and looked at the frozen lake in trance. .

Why is it that someone who has not been mentioned for ten years is suddenly mentioned today and is still so sad?

Two days later, King Changqing, who was imprisoned in the sky prison, was sentenced to death by His Majesty.

That day Wang Deshou was outside Dayue Palace and heard His Majesty’s cries, one after another, like the cry of a lonely goose.

"婳婳"

He vaguely heard the name.

Is that Ban Xiangjun’s maiden name?

There is a girl like Hua, quiet and beautiful.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Rong Xia opened her eyes, looked at the woman beside her, stretched out her arms and held her tightly in her arms, leaving no gap.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Banhua patted his back gently as he had coaxed Rong Sheng when he was a child, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." She had been with Rong Xia for more than ten years. The first time I saw him crying in a dream, it was because he was dreaming of something sad.

"Huahua," Rong Xia choked, "don't leave me."

"What are you talking about?" Banhua touched his face and touched the tears on her hand. Her fingertips trembled slightly, "You and Sheng'er are both here, where can I go?"

Hold the person in his arms, Rong Xia felt a little warm all over his body. It was just a dream, everything was false, Huahua was fine, being his queen in his arms.

He did not let her lie alone in the ground with no name or status, but only gave her the dignity of a princess when she was buried.

The country without Huahua would be so lonely and terrifying.

"婳婳."

"Huh?"

"Having you here is the greatest luck in my life."

"Pfft," Banhua smiled and kissed his moist eyes, "Me too."

There are many accidents in life, and the most beautiful accident is that they met, fell in love, and were together.

Only when you are in this world is I alive.

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