Spirit of the Phoenix: 73. White
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On the contrary, Pei Ansu, the youngest daughter of the Taifu, praised the prince's benevolence every word and every word.
The emperor promised to postpone the wedding for three years. The incident of the prince's loss of morality originally started because the Taifu's blood was splashed on the Golden Luan Palace, but it ended because the Taifu's daughter committed suicide on the court hall.
Da Sima seemed to be out of the whole turmoil, until the emperor cautiously and tentatively asked again and again, then nodded at the emperor with a smile: "What the saint said is very true. A good match."
The young emperor was overjoyed, but Zhong Shu Ling Pei Junzhi didn't say a word, just lowered his head with deep eyes.
In the East Palace, Tai'an half leaned on the prince's pen wash, and asked him worriedly: "Can you do this trick?"
The crown prince hung his wrists slowly, slowly writing a stroke on the paper.
Before the mourning hall of the Pei family that day, the little prince said to Pei Ansu in a low voice and quickly: "You and I are engaged in a marriage contract, which is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker. Now that the Taifu is not here, no one decides to withdraw the marriage. You just need to be in the court hall." Adhere to the precepts of women and women, no matter how Zhongshuling criticizes, nothing will happen."
Pei Ansu replied with a wry smile: "In the current situation, I am already half dead. If I don't fight this again, I will die even if I don't want to."
The Pei family has sent people several times to deliver messages within a month, every word and every word let her understand the general situation and give up her life to avenge her father.
"First you hinted that I swallowed gold and killed myself," she whispered with a pale face, "Grandmother tried her best to stop her, and had to promise to exchange her life for her life."
The little prince raised his eyebrows: "You mean, Mrs. Pei will die for you?"
He changed his face, and said: "No, even so, you will not escape death. In the century-old state of this dynasty, there has never been a woman who has retired from the royal family and remarried. reputation. They will not let you go."
Pei Ansu nodded slowly, pulled out the unremarkable jasper hairpin from her jet-black bun, and handed it to the prince. One end of the jade hairpin was round and transparent, but the other end was so sharp that it would break when blown.
"...Zhongshu Ling has a famous saying that after my grandmother died, I was asked to take this opportunity to beat the Dengwen drum and worship the palace gate. On the Golden Luan Hall, I will kill myself with the jade hairpin."
The prince was silent for a while, then slowly put the jade hairpin into his arms, then took the hairpin from his own head, and gently inserted/inserted it into her hair.
"So, we'll just play tricks," he said.
In the East Palace, the little prince is still calm and self-possessed, but Tai'an can no longer sit still: "The Pei family's move is too ruthless. After the Taifu died, he immediately forced his mother and daughter to death."
Nowadays, the situation is complicated, and it is no longer difficult to see the deep meaning of the people behind the layout.
The wet nurse sent by Queen Chen, Yang Shi, accused the prince of coercion/rape, but the Taifu was angry and bumped against the pillar, but was killed by the opportunity. However, it was the Pei family who had always supported the crown prince's position who immediately launched an attack after his death.
However, Chen Keling, the great Sima who was supposed to be behind the scenes, has been standing still.
Tai'an let out a long breath, and fell back suddenly: "It's too complicated, it's so complicated, my head hurts! Even if I know the ending and live again, I probably won't be able to make it to the finale." Who is going to kill you, little prince?"
The prince glanced at her indifferently, and said: "Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover. Take a step, let's take a step."
His eyes were deep, and he had gradually made a decision in his heart.
Sure enough, more than a month later, there was a happy news from the palace.
Empress Huashan, who has been in the palace for four years, dreamed of encountering a dragon on the night when the emperor stayed overnight, and the palace was full of fragrance. Awakened by the fragrance, the emperor and empress went hand in hand to the outside of Hanzhang Hall, and found that the epiphyllum was blooming all over the courtyard, and the fragrance was astounding.
The empress was so dizzy that the imperial physician came to ask her pulse, but at this time she was diagnosed with a three-month-old happy pulse.
Qin Tianjian came to report auspicious omens at the right time, Da Sima and dozens of courtiers wrote a letter, praising the benevolence of the emperor and empress. The emperor, who always looked terrified, rarely showed a proud expression.
The queen was pregnant, but knelt on the ground to stop the saint who wanted to pardon the world on a whim.
She has a good reputation, and this time she adds to it: "...It is difficult for a concubine to serve the king during pregnancy, so it is appropriate to choose an official woman of the right age to fill the harem."
The emperor was overjoyed and held her hand tightly.
After the little prince in the East Palace heard the news, he remained silent for a long time.
On a winter day in Chang'an City, he silently raised his head, looking at the dull gray sky above his head.
In the palace, it's time for a draft.
The empress was deeply scheming, and she confessed to the emperor with tears in her eyes after more than half a year of marriage: "Since I married a sage, I have been one with you as husband and wife. The sun and the moon can learn from your sincerity. Could it be that you were really deposed by Da Sima, concubine?" Can I still get some benefits? The concubine is a first-time woman, and she has never been able to enter the Three Treasures Hall. All she wants and wants is a husband and a child..."
That's said honestly and wisely. His father immediately had tears in his eyes, looked at Queen Huashan's gentle and respectful appearance, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.
It was night, and the new emperor, who had lived alone for half a year, finally consummated the marriage with the queen.
"My father has a complicated attitude towards the empress. At one moment, I feel that she is too deep to be trusted, and at the other moment, I feel sad that her life is rough and she can't help herself." Okay, with no makeup and light makeup, on the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, my father must be a vegetarian when he comes here. In terms of dress, he looks more and more like my mother."
His mother liked to be pretty, but she didn't like extravagance and waste, so all hairpin accessories were made by his father out of wood. Not long before the accident, the little prince had personally heard the jokes between the husband and wife.
A Niang asked Dad to make a long lotus hairpin with a butterfly attached to it. Father smiled and shrugged off his distaste for the trouble, and raised his head to fetch the copper daisy that Aniang had drawn on her eyebrows, and gently outlined it on her forehead. With two strokes, a lifelike butterfly was drawn against Aniang's fair skin, as if it was perched on Aniang's forehead. .
They laughed together, and the little prince could hear clearly through the curtain, he held back his laughter and left silently, leaving the room full of beauty in the morning to his loving parents.
"The empress likes the emperor. She doesn't use gold or silver for her clothes and decorations, and the hairpins, hairpins, combs, bowls, cups, and tableware are all made of wood." The little prince said, "On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, she wore a set of ebony lotus flowers in her hair. Hairpin, the style is simple and generous, and the carving is exquisite and unparalleled, which won the appreciation of the father."
The little prince stopped talking and did not continue. Tai'an understood his sadness very well.
The reason is that I only hear newcomers laughing, but I don’t know the emperor who praised the queen’s hairpin. Do you remember the past when you painted eyebrows and laughed with another person many years ago?
The little prince paused for a moment, and then took out a small black stone from his bosom, the fingertips were long and short, polished smooth and round. Tai'an took it and held it in his hand, as if he was holding a dagger.
"Father praised the queen's lotus hairpin on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to the meticulous character in Zhonggong, he will definitely dress up and wear it again to please the father." The little prince sighed softly, "Wait for the two of you at night Sleeping soundly, if you can fall on the queen's pillow along the curtain, and add a looming butterfly on her cheek... I wonder if it will bring back my father's memory of my mother."