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==Chapter 130: The Afterlife (Final Chapter)

‌When they came out of Kunning Palace, Xiao Yu and Su Ling were silent. The expressions between their brows could tell that they were at odds with each other. As they walked, they didn't look like newlyweds at all.

Eunuch Zhang looked behind and shook his head.

Muttered something in a low voice, "It's true, Yue Lao took the wrong red line and formed a resentful couple."

‌, as soon as the "hostile couple" got on the carriage, their faces immediately changed.

Xiao Yuhuan hugged her and leaned against the car wall, putting her forehead against her forehead, and kissed her without saying a word. She was young and couldn't bear this, and Su Ling was seduced by him. The clothes were soft and open, and the whole person seemed to be hot and flushed.

Fortunately, sanity still exists.

Su Ling raised her hand to push his abdomen, panted slightly, and said in a small voice: "Don't..."

Skin-to-skin contact, for a man who was hungry the night before, is like meeting a good doctor after a long illness, or an oasis in the desert.

Xiao Yuhuan didn’t let go and continued to draw on his rationality. He said in a dumb voice: “You still reject me?”

Su Ling looked away with a hint of guilt.

On the night of the wedding, it was difficult to walk on the dark path. Not only did they not cooperate, but they also tightened their grip on him. His eyes were filled with tears and it hurt. He felt uncomfortable, but he could only retreat. When his breathing became heavier, ‌‌I found a high-sounding reason to reject him.

‌ said: "Sanlang, I have to go to the palace tomorrow to pay my respects, so don't bother me."

The tone was gentle and gentle, but he knew clearly that he was deliberately making things difficult for him.

I wanted to face the difficulty, but the pair of thin white arms climbed onto his shoulders at some point and shook him. The curved apricot eyes shimmered with light, and the bright moon appeared on the same sea, and the soul was racing. ‌Seize the soul.

So, ‌ became the bride, but he ‌ did not become the groom.

Thinking of this, he placed **** on the palm of his hand and crossed them twice.

Su Ling's face was burning up inch by inch.

The fire instantly spread into his deep eyes. His blood was so strong that it was hard to bear to start a prairie fire. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and lifted the person on his lap.

Su Ling was forced to look at his eyes. Xiao Yu, who was in his weak years, had lost the austerity brought by the years in his brows, and instead had a bit of high-spiritedness that he only had when he was young.

As soon as he moved, everyone in Su Ling was stunned. They punched his shoulders with their fists and shouted at him in a low voice: "Are you crazy? This is the street."

He grabbed ‌'s hand, let ‌ touch it, lowered his eyes, and whispered: "Just think I'm crazy."

The rattling of wheels just covered the sound of the tearing of brocade.

‌It’s about half an hour’s journey from the imperial palace to Prince Jin’s Mansion.

The long street is noisy, with the sound of gongs and shouts. In comparison, the rhythm of the horse-drawn carriage is particularly depressing, deep and heavy, and the men's chins are rubbing against each other. First, his breathing became heavier and heavier, Su Ling's palms were sweaty, her lips pursed, and her nails dug into his shoulders.

I don’t know how long it took, but a low and hoarse sigh sounded into ‌’s ears, and ‌ and ‌ curled up on their toes.

Xiao Yu looked at his red neck and couldn't help but sneer at the corners of his lips.

This is a typical tough-talking person.

At the same time, the guard tightened the reins and turned around and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Princess, we are here."

Su Ling: "..."

It took the two of them a while to get out of the carriage.

Xiao Yu nodded and shook his robe, Su Ling bit her lip and caressed her hairpin.

The couple were neatly dressed, with cold expressions and no smiles at all. It seemed as if they were not going back home, but going to the Yamen to reconcile.

The guard driving the car couldn't help but recall the slight movement in the carriage just now, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak at all.

Could it be that the prince and the princess took action?

The two of them walked through the hanging flower gate and walked into Chang'en Hall. As soon as the inner door was closed, Xiao Yu surrounded the person from behind.

Su Ling pushed him with her elbow, "Get out of the way."

Xiao Yu nodded and smiled, coaxing, "No one knows."

This **** look, and those messy pictures flashed in front of Su Ling's eyes, her life was in vain, and her face turned red.

The man was in such a good mood that he couldn't even hide it, so he directly hugged him.

Su Ling exclaimed, a pair of slender white hands grasped the hem of his clothes, "What are you doing!"

Chang'en Hall called for water in broad daylight.

The breeze floats and the curtains flutter slightly.

Su Ling rested on his arm with her eyes closed, while Xiao Yu slowly rubbed her black hair.

Last night, he wanted to ask: Will you be happy marrying him in this life?

But as soon as I changed my mind, I had the answer.

Scenes from the past life flashed before my eyes.

It was an autumn afternoon in Lishan Villa.

The yard is covered with golden fallen leaves. I sit back on a chair and play with the turtle in my hand. The bright sunshine shines on my head.

The bun she wore was extremely simple, with only one hosta, and the white bun on her forehead could be clearly seen.

At that time, I was not yet forty years old, far from the age of whiteness.

He knew that it was secretly dyed with a few herbs. Ran was in a similar position to him.

Xiao Yu stood behind him for a long time, imagining what he would look like when he really grew old.

People in the world often fear that beauty will grow old, but he guessed that even if one day he has white hair and a hunched back, he will still be a beauty.

Fortunately, I can see it with my own eyes in this life.

Xiao Yu suddenly lowered his head, kissed his shoulder, and whispered softly: "Yufengzhai in Dongzhimen sells Sichuan cuisine. Shall we go to eat later?"

Su Ling lazily raised her eyelids to look at him, and said deliberately: "Why, Jinwang Palace doesn't have to go out to socialize today?"

In the past life and the present, the palace of the King of Jin was stained with red dust, but it was not home.

Hearing this, the man's eyes were filled with smiles and he just asked, "You really don't want to go?"

"Tired." Su Ling rolled over in his arms, "I can't walk."

Xiao Yu: "Then I will carry you?"

After hearing this, Su Ling couldn't help but chuckle in his arms.

Tsk, I really look young.

Xiao Yu got up and called someone, and helped Ying in to help her change clothes.

Su Ling is dressed in gauze plain clothes and black silk. The whole person is like a blooming white magnolia, elegant and refined, bright and jade-like.

He walked to the dowry, lowered his head and looked for rouge and gouache that he didn't usually use on weekdays.

‌Everyone in the capital now knows that the Jin prince and his wife are not getting along. If they want to leave the palace together, they must dress up in disguise.

The woman is dressing up, making tea with cold water, and is in no hurry.

Xiao Yu was still sitting in the back waiting. Different from the morning, there was no resentment in the man's eyes.

Fuying couldn't help but think: How come the Prince of Jin's palace is so uncertain? In the morning, when the girl put on makeup, he was still sullen, as if he owed him a debt. How come he has become such a gentle and considerate husband?

Fu Ying was cursing her belly, Xiao Yu got up and walked over, supporting the dressing table with one hand. The empty one turned over her face and smiled: "I'll give it to you. Painting."

Su Ling handed the eyebrow pencil to ‌.

The man leaned over and changed his appearance with just a few strokes.

Seeing this, Fuying's expression gradually lost control.

How many years of practice does it take to practice this boudoir craft of eyebrow makeup?

Your Majesty, why don’t you hide someone outside...

Fu Ying's "one word becomes a prophecy".

It didn't take long for rumors to spread in the capital. The King of Jin raised a beauty outside the house. Not only did he often take her to Yufengzhai for meals, but he also protected her very closely.

In this life, Xiao Yu's romantic reputation is far better than before. After all, there is a difference between a man having **** with a prostitute after drinking and actually raising someone outside.

At first, the Queen of Chu turned a blind eye and did not take part in much, but as time passed, the emperor's temper became worse and worse, and he could no longer sit still.

Yongchang thirty-eight years, the eve of the Spring Festival.

The Queen of Chu called Xiao Yu to the palace. She took a deep breath and said with a straight face: "You personally asked for the Su family's marriage. You must let Aling do it." Is this embarrassing?"

"Which girl is it that seduces you?"

Xiao Yu was silent for a long time and then said: "Although my background is humble, my wife really likes me."

As soon as she heard the humiliation, Empress Chu's expression changed immediately, "Is it a good family or a prostitute?"

Look, at this point, the meanings of a good family and a prostitute are different.

If she is a commoner's girl, even if her status is lower, she can be sent to the palace and become a noble person in the future when things are done. But if she is a prostitute, it will be a stain on the historian's writing, even if she really likes her. , can’t stay either.

Xiao Yu straightened his clothes and calmed down his appearance: "I will deal with this matter well, and don't let anyone downvote me."

"It's simply ridiculous!" Empress Chu slapped the table and stood up, pointing her halberd and glaring angrily: "You actually treat your wife so coldly for something that is not worthy of publicity?"

Xiao Yu stood up and saluted, "I know I made a mistake and am willing to accept the punishment."

Queen Chu narrowed her eyes and looked at him.

This adopted son, although his backyard is a little ridiculous, has always been calm and composed.

In recent years, the feud between King Yan and King Cheng became more and more fierce. On the surface, Xiao Yuming had no intention of competing for the throne and only took a job in the Ministry of Civil Affairs. However, he secretly promoted several famous officials from poor families in the future. With the help of the Chu family, he did several major things that were beneficial to the family and the country, which made the Duke of Chu appreciate him particularly.

The Queen of Chu remembered what her elder brother had said about him: he had great ambitions, had good plans, kept a low profile and bided his time, and he had great potential.

My dear, the Chu family made a bet on the right person.

After all, they are not the biological mother and son, and the Queen of Chu did not want to hurt his feelings. After a moment, she said seriously and sincerely: "I know you don't like Aling, but after all, she is your real wife, and there will be others later. The Duke of Zhenguo is here and cannot be deposed without any reason. Sanlang, give me a child."

"Your Majesty, if your son is too old, it's time for you to have a legitimate son."

Xiao Yu frowned and responded "reluctantly".

Su Ling has been the Princess of Jin for two years, just like in her previous life, she still has no children.

The difference is that no one in this life blames Su Ling for not being able to give birth, because as a person, he knows that if the King of Jin doesn't like her and doesn't come home, where will the child come from? Therefore, in this life, Empress Chu never mentioned the matter of having a concubine.

Every time Su Ling entered the palace, she always wore an elegant plain dress, like a little white flower who had been tortured in a boudoir.

Infatuation, resentment, loneliness, and grievance are all written in those faintly red eyes.

The Queen of Chu looked at her and could only comfort her softly.

Everything in the world has its own destiny. Some destiny can be changed, and some cannot.

The regime changes and the **** storm finally comes.

Compared with ‌, King Yan still searched for the tiger's mouth in spring; compared with ‌, King Cheng still raised troops to seize the throne on the eve of the emperor's death; compared with ‌, Zhen Guo Gong still spared no effort to support Xiao Yu Got into that position.

The new emperor ascended the throne and his reign name was changed to Yanxi.

At the beginning of the year, the queen was diagnosed with pregnancy. It was a happy time when the emperor's sweetheart, who was raised outside the palace, committed suicide by hanging from a beam, and a body was carried out of the small courtyard.

That night, the emperor came to Kunning Palace at night and started a huge fire.

No one dared to comment on the emperor's affair, but everyone in the government and the public guessed that the Su family must have done it.

Xiao Yu's face was gloomy for several days. The ministers in the court looked at me and I looked at you. They all temporarily stopped thinking about sending his daughter to the palace. However, Goryeo still sent Li Yuan to the Great Zhou Dynasty. , the diplomatic relations between the two countries should be closed, but before Li Yuan stepped into the palace gate, Xiao Yu sent him to the fiefdom of King Cheng.

When King Cheng heard that Xiao Yu had sent a woman all the way over, he was immediately unhappy. However, Li Yuan was the most beautiful princess in Goryeo. When the king saw the person, his heart immediately softened, and he immediately made her a concubine. He kissed her every day. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. The princess became so angry that her nose became crooked. At this point, there was no peace in the backyard of Prince Cheng's Mansion.

The ice and snow melted, the grass grew and orioles flew, and in a blink of an eye it was February 16, the first year of Yanxi.

Something big happened in the imperial court.

At the Sizhou border, the Qi army invaded, and border friction continued. The governor of Langzhou sent a memorial to the capital, pleading for support.

Su Jingbei, the Duke of the town, was standing outside the Yangxin Hall, ready to take the initiative to ask for a tassel.

Eunuch Sheng straightened his back and shouted, "Xuan, the Duke of the State has come to see you——"

The Duke of Zhen Guo said: "This is a public notice from Eunuch Lao."

Eunuch Sheng bowed and smiled happily: "You are so polite, Mr. Zhen Guo."

When Duke Zhen Guo crossed the threshold, the smile on Eunuch Sheng's lips instantly disappeared. With a wave of his hand, all the palace servants and eunuchs around the Yangxin Palace evacuated.

As the wind blows, the dense leaves rustle, tea is boiling and ink is being polished in the Yangxin Hall, and wars on the frontier are discussed. The monarch and his ministers are in harmony, and everything is normal.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed through, and a beam of red light splashed on the white window pane.

The blood of the Xiuchun knife in Lu Ze's hand continued to flow, gathering towards the tip of the knife, and fell to the ground with a "click".

Lu Ze's body was tense and he nodded and held his breath.

Xiao Yu walked over, rubbed the alum sand, stretched out his hand and took off a human skin mask.

He looked at the man on the ground. After being stunned for a moment, he recovered his expression and said to Sheng Kanghai: "Xuan, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Su Huaian."

After receiving the order, Eunuch Sheng immediately summoned a nimble little **** and said: "The Duke of Zhen Guo suddenly suffered from heart disease in Yangxin Hall, and his life is still uncertain. Your Majesty ordered Su Shaoqing to come in immediately. Palace, do you remember it?"

The chamberlain nodded, "Father, I will remember this."

On the eve of the war, General Zhen Guogong suddenly suffered from a heart attack and died in the palace.

This is really a big deal.

In the past few days, the mansions of important ministers in the DPRK have kept the lights on all night long, discussing this matter.

Some people analyze that the timing was too coincidental, and the Duke of Zhenguo was harmed by the enemy's manipulation.

Some people also analyzed that General Zhen Guogong was strong and strong, and he had never heard of any mental illness. This matter was just the emperor's desire to recapture the 60,000 elite soldiers.

The next morning, Xiao Yu gave the important minister the answer.

He seized the military talisman of Duke Zhen Guo, and with 60,000 of the most courageous elite soldiers in the Zhou Dynasty, he decided to conquer it himself.

With this move, all civil and military officials were confused.

The Qi army pressed forward, and Xiao Yu led his army to march north.

Qi Jun thought that this battle would be difficult to win, but he really didn’t expect that the new emperor’s marching courage would be so powerful, decisive and steady. He was not like a young man who had won the championship at all. He stood on the battlefield and He is an iron horse with a golden sword, capable of swallowing up thousands of tigers.

In his previous life, he was able to turn defeat into victory. In this life, he led the Zhou Dynasty's best troops and had no power to win.

In the first year of Yanxi, at the end of June, a report of the border war was sent to the capital.

The new emperor personally led the expedition, and government affairs were temporarily handed over to the cabinet.

As soon as the governor of Langzhou entered the door, his grin reached his ears. Before he could say anything, the old foxes in the cabinet knew that they had won.

The emperor won.

The governor of Langzhou straightened his armor, stood up straight, and shouted loudly: "The military report from the front - I, the Great Zhou Dynasty, have won."

‌ Laughed: "Hey, Mr. Liu Ge, our battle was so beautiful that it was all over the place. We were caught off guard, and the Qi army ran away. They were so scared that they **** their pants, hahahahaha."

Cabinet: "..."

It’s terrible to be uneducated.

Xiao Yu's prestige increased during this battle, and various families began to think of sending their daughters to the palace.

The emperor is in his prime, and there is only one woman in the harem. She is still unpopular with the emperor. If not now, when will she be given to her?

The private words of the noble lady in the capital became increasingly unpleasant, and even reached Su Ling's ears.

"Although Your Majesty gave the queen's biological father a generous burial, it was only in exchange for military power."

"The military power has been taken away, Su Jingbei is in ruins, Su Huai'an is at home with Ding You, and the entire Zhenguo Palace is just a castle in the air."

"The gender of Empress Su's pregnancy is unknown, and it is also unknown whether she will survive."

"Who told me to get Joe with my Majesty when we were in the dormitory before? Today, there is no need to be surprised."

"By the way, didn't you have a marriage proposal with Erlang of the He family? But you don't like it because of this?"

"It's more than just a marriage proposal!"

"No man can bear this kind of thing, let alone Your Majesty."

“When the harem is full, I still don’t know if I can secure that position.”

The situation in Kunning Palace seems to be getting more and more difficult in the eyes of others.

Once upon a time, Fuying thought the same way.

However, it gradually became apparent that the Emperor and the Empress looked completely different in front of them and behind them. It is said that the empress does not like the emperor's heart, so your majesty only went to Kunning Palace on the fifteenth day of the lunar month to deal with the problem.

But is it necessary to cope with it until dawn? How to deal with the fact that your whole body is covered with red marks?

If this is just coping, then you are too dedicated.

Oh, yes, I have also seen the empress beating her, and her laughter was hearty and wanton, and she didn’t even fight back, she just took the initiative to get close to her and let her make trouble.

Xiao Yu hurriedly returned to the court. Although he knew that he had to take good care of himself, he was still worried about the fifteenth day of August in the first year of Yanxi.

The result is that the less I want something, the more I want it.

As soon as Xiao Yufu entered Beijing, Su Ling had fetal movement.

Still premature.

In autumn, insects are humming thickly, and dark clouds cover the moon.

People in Kunning Palace were in panic, but fortunately the Queen Mother and Sixth Palace Shangyi were both there. As usual in the Taiyuan Hospital, Jingfu ordered people to cook medicine. Just when he was holding his breath and praying, the emperor came.

Xu Shangyi nodded and said, "Your face is too **** and your body is too tight. You must not go in."

Xiao Yu pushed open the door, walked over, and half-knelt beside the ‌‌.

The man's chest was rising and falling, and he said hoarsely: "Aling, I'm back."

Su Ling took his hand and smiled.

He kissed ‌’s fingertips.

The Buddhist beads in Queen Mother Chu's hand fell to the ground.

The emperor's gaze showed that there was only one person left.

To this day, I suddenly realized that the emperor protected his sweetheart very well.

In the first year of Yanxi, on August 15th, at 6:00 am, the queen safely gave birth to her legitimate prince.

That night, the emperor issued an edict and made the eldest prince Xiao Yun the prince of the East Palace.

The wind in Beijing has changed.

They originally thought that Empress Su was just more important than her mother and her son. Unexpectedly, during the Yanxi period, the country was rich and powerful, the emperor had great power, and the harem was empty.

He, Xiao Yu, only has one wife in his life.

Postscript:

On the Qingming Festival, Xiao Yu and Su Ling went to the Buddhist temple to fulfill their vows.

That day, the golden crow was shining brightly, the lotus flags were fluttering in the wind, and the eminent monk stood outside the palace to greet them with a salute.

They are like the most ordinary couple in the world, worshiping Buddha and listening to scriptures with sincere hearts.

With the sound of wooden fish, they stepped forward, burned incense and prayed.

When Agarwood turned into this life ambition, they turned around and walked out together. The Buddhist temple was crowded and bustling, and there was a bustle. A noble girl suddenly sprained her foot and bumped into Su Ling.

With a flick of his head, he immediately stretched out his hand to take the person back into his arms.

There was smoke all around. He raised his head and lowered his eyes, looking back at each other for thousands of days and nights.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Farewell to the past years, let’s look at the present.

‌Young and old.

(End)