Pampered Consort’s Acting Awards: 122, Empress 3

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==Chapter 113 Extras‌==

(Retirement Diary 2)

In the eighth year of Chenghe's reign, it's another spring.

The breeze is blowing, the wind chimes under the eaves are ringing, and the warm sun is shining into the inner room through the windows.

Qin Juan turned over and slowly opened her eyes. Xiao Yu put down the middle scroll, lowered his eyes and looked at her and said, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah."

Xiao Yu patted her shoulder and said, "Guess who is here?"

Qin Juan turned over and sat up. It was March, and there was no holiday, so he couldn't be the emperor. Anle had just gotten married and had been here not long ago. Qin Juan thought about it, but it was her... The unfashionable guy.

Qin Juan said: "But Mr. Lang?"

Xiao Yu said: "It's peace and happiness."

Qin Juan said: "Come here at this time? Is she angry with the consort?"

Xiao Yu raised the corners of his lips and said deliberately: "But just like her mother, if she doesn't get what she wants, she has to go back to her parents' home."

Qin Juan hissed, "What do you mean by that?"

Xiao Yu pulled her to stand up and said, "Go and see her outside. I cried for a long time and didn't say anything when I asked her."

"Then why didn't you call me earlier?" Qin Juan muttered, raised her hair and twisted her temples casually, and hurriedly walked out.

Qin Juan saw Anle sitting in the waterside pavilion from a distance, leaning her forehead on her forehead, pursed her lips and said nothing, with a look of being trapped by love.

But he talked about Anle’s marriage.

That was really the most sensational event in Beijing last year. The beauty of Anle's life was beautiful, and the backstage was hard.

Everyone in the world says that if you want to marry Anle, you really have to weigh your weight.

Since Anle has grown hair, Li has been busy recommending a prince-in-law. The candidates are all from a wealthy family and have a graceful demeanor. But Anle just doesn't want to marry. She doesn't want to get married. Who dares to force her to do so without his life?

The matter of choosing a prince-in-law has only been put off again and again.

Until last spring, Anle had fallen in love with He Guo's eldest son and He Li.

Uncle He ‌Polite Xiao ‌ is even more handsome than He ‌Chen back then. His smile makes ripples flow into his temples. In addition, he is so gorgeous that he has seen so many colorful silks during the Qiqiao Festival.

What kind of etiquette can you choose for peace of mind? It is not for appearance and beauty, but for a word.

Then He Li had just returned to Beijing not long ago and still didn’t understand the rules. When he saw An Le playing the qin in a teahouse, he bent down and said seriously: "Your Highness, are you just learning to play the qin?"

Learning piano tunes for beginners.

These four words made Anle people dumbfounded.

She can no longer hide her ignorance of music.

After learning that everyone was lying to her, Anle stayed behind closed doors throughout the spring, her cheeks always red. King Yu was so angry that he slapped He Li, but the emperor turned a blind eye. I don't care about a single one.

He Li had no choice but to come to apologize and promised to teach her how to play the piano. As time went by, he became the prince-in-law.

Anyway, looking at He Li's face, the Xiao family's father and the three of them were not very satisfied with the marriage. It was a pity that his words were useless. The Queen Mother made the final decision. On September 15th last year, Anle was happy. ‌Exit and descend.

As soon as An Le‌‌ saw his mother, he rushed towards her and said, "Auntie."

Qin Juan hugged her and said, "Does the consort know that you are coming to Lishan?"

Anle gritted his teeth and said, "Who cares about him."

Qin Chan said: "Why did he offend you?"

Anle doesn't talk.

If you don’t want to say it, let’s leave it alone. Qin Juan silently accompanied her in arranging flowers and cutting leaves. After noon, Anle couldn’t hold it in any longer and choked up: “Auntie, he’s outside... Hongxiu Add fragrance."

Qin Juan raised her eyebrows.

Although Anle ‌‌ looked extremely sad, Qin Juan could not believe it. He ‌Li‌ who served in the prison ‌ would do such a ridiculous thing.

Qin Chan said: "How do you know this?"

Anle pointed at his red eyes, "My daughter saw it with her own eyes. He placed the outer room in the suburbs of Beijing, so it is very hidden."

Qin Juan didn't think about it. What she said was reasonable and well-founded, and then said: "Have you ever asked the prince-in-law?"

Anle took a deep breath in anger and said, "I have nothing to say to that libertine..."

Before these words were spoken, "Wandering" was chasing up the mountain.

He Liben didn't know what happened, but as soon as Anle left, King Yu asked for fire from Uncle Cheng En, and directly sent his aunt, no, a witness to the torture for the time being. The hospital where he was staying was blown up, and there was a roar in the capital. He Li almost didn't come up in one breath.

Fortunately, no one was hurt.

Any son-in-law of an ordinary family would have to apologize to his father-in-law for provoking his wife back to his family, let alone a son-in-law for the royal family. As soon as He Lili saw Xiao Yu, he explained the whole story clearly. It's not his outer room, it's just a witness in a serial murder case. Because it was too miserable, he spent some money to take care of it.

Before An Le could speak, Xiao Yu called He Li to the main hall in a deep voice.

Xiao Yu reigned for eighteen years and wiped out the entire court with his benevolent policies. It is self-evident that he was cold and cold, which was enough to send shivers down one's spine.

An Le ‌‌ became a little weaker, "Daddy, what do you mean?"

Qin Juan said with a smile: "Didn't you come to Lishan just to ask your father to cook for you? What, are you worried about this?"

An Le‌‌ immediately said: "Who is worried about him? My daughter went to Lishan because she missed her grandma."

Speaking of this, Anle changed the topic: "Mom, how are you doing with your father?"

Qin Juan smiled and said softly: "Everything is fine, don't worry."

An Le clung to Qin Juan's arms, "That's good."

Qin Juan would naturally not tell Anle that Xiao Yu fell into a coma again in the late autumn of last year.

That night, there was a heavy rain in Lishan Villa.

The banana leaves in the garden were crackling due to the rain, the lanterns under the eaves were swaying back and forth, and the monks in the temple were chanting Brahma Sutras and praying for blessings over and over again.

After five days in coma, Xiao Yu's entire body became visibly thinner. Qin Juan hugged him from behind, feeling heartbroken. As the years passed, she became more and more afraid that this man would leave her and leave first. She was really She was not ready yet and had to live alone for the rest of her life. Warm tears slid into his neck. She whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice: "Sanlang, don't abandon me."

What's sad is that he heard her but didn't get up and hug her.

Last year, the autumn rain continued intermittently and turned into heavy snow. The plum blossoms in Lishan Garden bloomed one after another, and they were more beautiful than the previous year. However, his leg injury worsened, and she never dared to let it go again. He carried himself to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

"Anle." Qin Juan tucked her hair away from her temples. Anle slowly raised her head and said softly: "Even if you have a tantrum with your consort, don't hide what you have in mind. No one is the roundworm in your heart. , can you guess everything clearly?"

Anle bit her lip and said seriously: "Auntie, do you think you blame me this time?"

Qin Chan smiled.

When people are young, it seems true that they like to argue about right and wrong.

While she was talking, the prince-in-law followed Xiao Yu and walked out. Qin Juan whispered to Anle: "Go quickly."

The awkward newlyweds came down the mountain. They were half a foot apart. He Li walked behind her and tugged on her hairpin every few steps. An Le paused and turned around. Stared at him, "Interesting?"

He Li stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, "Don't be angry."

An Le ‌‌ was full of yin and yang, "The prince-in-law has a good heart, but I misunderstood him."

He Li said again: "I will make you a new song and teach you when I get home."

Somehow, after hearing this, Anle's eyes turned red instantly, "You don't need to teach me, I will never play the piano again."

He Li said politely: "Why is this?"

Remembering what Fang ‌’s mother told her, Anle clenched her fists and said: “Recently, whenever I play the piano, my mother will secretly call the doctor to see what’s wrong... I’ll play your head! ”

After saying that, Anle felt all sorts of grievances welling up in her heart. She was so uncomfortable that she couldn’t speak. Although she knew that her mother-in-law had a headache, it wasn’t like... As soon as she played the piano, she went to find someone to see a doctor. Well, that's what she liked in her life. Before she got married, no one had ever disliked her.

He Li was stunned and didn't say anything for a while, then he laughed again.

An Le‌‌ Anger arose in his heart and he tried to go back to the mountain. He threw him away and said, "Go back by yourself!"

He Li quickly stopped him, "I told you how unhappy you are lately and thinking wildly. My mother secretly called the doctor. That's because the third brother and sister are pregnant. It's not more than three months and I'm afraid of collision. The God of Pregnancy, I didn’t tell you.”

"Heh." Anle sneered, "Then how did you know?"

He Li said helplessly: "I just turned three months old yesterday, and everyone in the family knows about it."

Anle's ears were slightly red, "Are you telling the truth?"

He Li said politely: "You will know when you return home."

Anle‌‌: "..."

The royal family has always been arrogant and arrogant. She cannot be wronged, nor can she be ignored.

Seeing that this woman was going to make peace, she bowed and said goodbye very gracefully.

Mu‌‌ go back and teach the Emperor and the Queen Mother what he said.

Qin Juan smiled and felt a stomach ache, and then said: "It's true that Anle is so good, why do you like playing the piano so much?"

Xiao Yu turned his head and looked at her and said, "The silk and bamboo are clear. Maybe it's because you were pregnant with her and played the flute all day long."

Qin Chan said: "But I'm not like her who doesn't know the music."

The man's mouth curled up: "Really."

This smile seemed to be deliberately irritating her.

Qin Jing smiled charmingly at him, raised her head and tapped his earlobe, "Wait, I'll get the jade flute and play it for you."

After saying that, Qin Juan stood up and left.

The old belongings of Qin Juan and Xiao Yu are placed in Cuizhuxuan of Changning Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Juan glanced at the red sandalwood cabinet. Most of the items on it were his treasured biographies and fine pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

The jade flute had not been used for a long time, and she could not find it anywhere. There was no box in it, so her eyes naturally moved downwards. Finally, she saw a red sandalwood double-drawer box under the cabinet.

Qin Juan knelt down and opened the box.

Qin Juan was stunned. She didn't expect that there were actually letters inside, and there were more than one.

She estimated that this box was filled with Xiao Yu's old things, and she wasn't interested in looking at it. But when she lowered her head and glanced down, she could clearly see the fine characters on the letterhead - A Ling personally signed it.

The handwriting was both unfamiliar and familiar. Slowly, the memory deep in my mind became clear. This seemed to be... He Chen's handwriting?

Why is the letter written by He Chen here with him?

Out of curiosity, Qin Juan opened a letter with bated breath——

[Aling, Yuanzhou has many affairs and cannot return to Beijing for the time being. I apologize deeply. The birthday gift was only handed over by my sister. I did this carelessly. I will apologize in the future. 】

[There has been no reply to the previous letter for some unknown reason. I haven't seen Zhiyi for half a year, and I think about it more and more day by day. The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming in Yuanzhou, but I wonder what the capital city is like? 】

[A Ling, I received a reply yesterday, I am so happy...]

Any replies?

Looking at this, she didn't understand anything. Her blood surged and her eyes widened.

She has never seen this letter before. How can she reply to He Chen?

Who would have thought that this normally dignified man could actually become a thief secretly?

It was just a matter of stealing the letter and ghostwriting the reply. What did he mean by keeping the letter? Are you going to settle accounts with her someday?

This man's vicious thoughts are clearly visible on the page.

Qin Juan suddenly laughed angrily.

Took out all the remaining letters and prepared to go to the old man to settle old accounts. He counted them carefully, thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six...the thirty-seventh Feng, why is there no signature?

Qin Chan pointed his finger and simply opened it——

The handwriting changed from fine regular letters to sharp, square and square letters. After reading it for so many years, she only needed to glance at it to see who wrote it, and she felt inexplicably nervous.

My wife Shulan:

The fresh snow is falling outside the window, and everything is silent.

Spring and Autumn pass by, and the white horse passes by, turning around and reaching the age of forty.

The wine overflows the wine glass, and the thoughts linger in my mind. Although I have been stained with ink several times, I still find it difficult to finish writing.

I was born in an emperor's family, determined to help the world; I am determined to achieve my goal, and I will die without regrets. However, I have been conceited and arrogant for most of my life. In order to fight for power and gain, he ignored your first love and ruined a good relationship with a sword.

We have been married for more than ten years and have been together for half a lifetime. They have experienced joys and sorrows, but they have never spoken a word of love.

I know that I owe you a lot, but I don’t regret that I took away my love and forced me to marry.

After saying this, I am afraid that I will be annoyed by you.

Green mountains and clear waters will never change, but blessings and misfortunes will come to an end, separation and reunion will eventually come to an end.

Recently, I have been reminiscing about the past, looking at the house and thinking about the people, and entering the house to think about what I have experienced.

Aling, what I want in my life is nothing more than "safety for my family and my country." Fortunately, the sky has paid off. Nowadays, the government is harmonious and the world is peaceful. If you ask yourself, you can say that you are worthy of the mountains and rivers.

If I still have regrets, it is that I have reached the end of my life and you are still in the morning sun.

This life is destined to be difficult for me to protect you for hundreds of years.

Since I left you in the first year of my life, I have been haunted by my dreams. If I see you again, I will have nothing more to ask for.

However, years pass by, and I finally feel that this life is too short.

Then he lit a thousand lamps and recited the Brahma Sutra thousands of times, hoping to see him in the next life.

I just want to be happy with you and I. From childhood, we were childhood sweethearts, from the beginning of our love to the graying of our temples.

Husband Xiao Yu.

In the eighteenth year of Yanxi, winter month.

Qin Huan's fingertips trembled, and the tears on her bottom fell with a "click" and spread on the colored paper.

The eighteenth year of Yanxi's reign was the year when he became ill and abdicated.

Qin Juan closed her eyes, but finally put the original letter back into its original position.

He thought: I will settle this account in my next life.

At this moment, the sound of wooden footsteps came from outside the palace, "Have you found the flute? The things in Cuizhuxuan are complicated, otherwise I'd better come and find them."

Mu ‌‌ came over, raised her crotch, and said hurriedly: "Why are your eyes red?"

"It's okay." Qin Huan pressed her eyes.

In the end, Mu found the jade flute and handed it to Qin Juan.

The scenery of Lishan Villa is so beautiful, with fragrant grass surrounding the embankment, thousands of willows, and rippling green waves.

Qin Juan shook the jade flute in her hand, deliberately bent her eyes and said with a smile: "I've found it."

Xiao Yu stood not far away and looked at her.

The stern figure makes people ignore the frosty hair on the temples. Thirty years later, his eyebrows are still deep, and his smile is as arrogant as before, but more restrained.

At dusk, the afterglow shines on the stone steps, and I am drunk by the setting sun.

After dinner, he took a walk in the forest. As he walked, he suddenly wanted to carry her on his back. Qin Juan subconsciously avoided it and told him not to make trouble.

But a man's self-esteem cannot be violated.

He carried her on his back and walked a long way, following the fragrance of flowers for ten miles and stepping on the bluestone.

Xiao Yu said calmly: "Aling, the days are still long. Even if I am seventy or eighty years old, I will still love you."

Qin Juan leaned on his shoulder, smiled sweetly, rolled up her sleeves, and gently twirled her green nails on the jade flute.

The twin swallows return to rest in the setting sun, the jade flute plays melodiously, and I wish you a long life.