"The mistakes that Shu gui taifei committed, it is hard to forgive. Rui Wang, you are pleading for Shu gui taifei, but have you thought about Han liangdi who died unjustly, and the Empress who was framed by her?" Muhou Empress Dowager saw that He Yuan's forehead was bleeding from the kowtows before she coldly said, "Is it because she is gui taifei that the mistakes she made will not be pursued?"
He Yuan's kowtow stopped. He turned back to look at his mufei who was being held down by the mamas. His posture was humble as he said: "Mufei is er chen's elder. If she is guilty, er chen will take responsibility."
"For every grievance there is a perpetrator, for every debt there is a debtor. If an elder makes a mistake, then the younger generation has to take responsibility, what laws are there?" He Heng put down the teacup in his hand, his brows furrowed as he asked, "If everyone in the entire Da Long Dynasty was like you, how would zhen govern the world?"
"Feng shi plotted to murder houfei, framed the Empress, her heart malicious. Reward five chi of white silk," He Heng lightly opened, "The Feng Clan did not discipline their daughters strictly. Their rank will be stripped, and for three generations, they will not be able to enter the court to be an official."
"Emperor, have mercy, Emperor," Feng Zi Jin hadn't thought that the Emperor would disregard old relationships so much that even her paternal family would be implicated. She wanted to kneel next to He Heng but was forcefully pulled back by two palace maids and pressed down on the ground.
"Emperor!" Feng Zi Jin was so panicked she started to cry. She wanted to beg for mercy but her mouth was blocked and she couldn't speak.
He Heng looked coldly at her, not a trace of emotion in his eyes as though she was an unfamiliar passerby.
"Drag her away, don't disturb the noble masters," Qian Chang Xin saw the Emperor's expression and made a gesture to the person beside him. Very quickly, someone dragged Feng Zi Jin away.
Sitting at the side, Luo Yin Xiu saw Feng Zi Jin being dragged out like an animal and couldn't help but shudder. Her eyes as she looked at Qu Qing Ju became even more respectful.
Qu Qing Ju reached out to pinch a pastry. In this kind of chaotic and noisy situation, she still had the mind to eat pastries. Detecting that Luo Yin Xiu was looking at her, she curved her lips at the other. Seeing the other lower her head in reverence, she smiled carelessly and looked coldly at the farce in front of her.
He Yuan raised his head to look at the three people that controlled his mufei's life. He felt his entire body was powerless. He had never been so hopeless before. He helplessly knelt on the ground, dazed as he looked at the clean floor.
"Emperor, Shu gui taifei might be in cahoots with the criminal Feng shi, but it wasn't her who sent to kill Han liangdi. Qie thinks that Shu gui taifei's crimes are unforgivable, but they do not deserve death." Qu Qing Ju wiped the corner of her mouth, her gaze sweeping across Shu gui taifei, "How about muhou and Emperor spare Shu gui taifei's life?"
"Emto?" What does the Empress think? "He Heng heard Qu Qing Ju's words and turned to look warmly at her.
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Shu gui taifei, a woman who was used to living in luxury, to guard the Imperial Tomb, wouldn't that be worse than death? Empress Dowager Wei looked at her erxi. She saw that she had a serious expression and didn't seem to be purposefully making things difficult for Shu gui fei. She couldn't help but suspect that she was thinking too much. She turned to ask Muhou Empress Dowager, "What does jiejie think?"
It hadn't even been a year since the death of xiandi. If they punished Shu gui taifei now, it would be hard to avoid people gossiping. Keeping Shu gui taifei's life but letting her stay at the edge of the Imperial Tomb was the best choice. Muhou Empress Dowager looked admiringly at Qu Qing Ju. It was perfectly normal for the Emperor to love her: "Aijia feels this is very good. When xiandi was alive, he loved Shu gui taifei very much. We have all served xiandi. Aijia doesn't have the heart to take your life. It is also good that you serve xiandi. At least, if xiandi knew in the underworld, he would be comforted. "
He hadn't thought that the one who saved his mufei's life would be Qu Qing Ju. He Yuan raised his head to look at Qu Qing Ju and gave her a full bow: "Thank Emperor, thank Muhou, thank … … huang sao."
Hearing the clear pause in He Yuan's tone, Qu Qing Ju understood that the other wasn't willing to bow to her. But she didn't mind. She smiled and waved her hand: "San shu doesn't have to be so courteous."
He Heng looked at He Yuan with a complicated expression. He then stood and declared: "Since the matter has been resolved, zhen will take Empress back to the palace. The weather has been cold lately, muhou, please take care. "
Empress Dowager Wei and Muhou Empress Dowager both smiled and nodded. Empress Dowager Wei said: "Aijia knows. You two should be careful."
Qu Qing Ju and He Heng came out of Fu Shou Palace. She saw a yellow plum tree by the road had bloomed. She inhaled, the cold wind and fragrance flooding into her nose: "It smells so good."
"If you like it, get someone to go to the plum garden and pick fresh ones to put in the room," He Heng gripped her warm hand, "I don't dare to touch this place."
"Who said I wanted to pick the flowers here," Qu Qing Ju glanced at him, "I'm not the Emperor, I'm not interested in these flowers."
"Why does this sound wrong to me?" He Heng gave a low laugh. He ignored Qian Chang Xin and Mu Jin who were holding umbrellas for them. Looking forward, he suddenly said, "My hougong only has you, don't you know?"
"Just like Yu Ming Emperor of the previous dynasty?" Qu Qing Ju looked at him and asked with a smile.
"Qing Ju, I will never be Yu Ming Emperor, and you will never become Zhao He Empress." He Heng's expression was stern as he looked at Qu Qing Ju. Before she could react, he turned his head and said, "I'll return to the front hall first." Finishing, he hurriedly left, even leaving the imperial carriage for Qu Qing Ju.
Watching He Heng hurriedly leave, Qu Qing Ju's lips curled, but there was no mirth in her eyes. Mu Jin, who was behind her, detected the change in her expression. She handed the umbrella to Jin Zhan and carefully supported her, "Zhuzi, let's return to the palace."
Qu Qing Ju saw Mu Jin's careful manner and laughed soundlessly: "Fine, the Imperial Carriage of the Emperor, the Emperor isn't here, why would I sit on it. You can all walk back with me."
Mu Jin looked at the ground that had been swept clean and then looked at the shoes on the Empress' feet. She hesitated and then motioned for Yu Zan to come forward. The two of them stood on the left and right, protecting the Empress in the middle.
"Huang sao, please wait."
Qu Qing Ju turned her head and saw He Yuan walk in front of her. He made a deep bow to her: "Just now, I thank huang sao for pleading for chen di's mufei."
"San shu doesn't have to be so courteous. Ben gong isn't pleading for anyone, it's just speaking the truth." Qu Qing Ju slowly walked forward. She saw He Yuan was three steps behind her on the right. She didn't know what the other's intentions were but she didn't speak.
"No matter what, chen di will remember today's favor," He Yuan put his hands behind his back. His white face was slightly red from the cold wind. He looked at Qu Qing Ju's profile, "It is the Emperor's mercy that mufei was spared."
Qu Qing Ju's steps paused. She tilted her head to look at He Yuan's expression. She found that the other was speaking from the bottom of his heart. She hesitated before asking: "Ben gong doesn't understand, why would Shu gui taifei spend so much effort to deal with ben gong. Is there any benefit to her?"
"She has been proud her entire life, how could she tolerate failure," He Yuan laughed self-deprecatingly, "Mufei and I had such a dream for so many years. Waking up from the dream, it's not something that anyone can endure."
Then you, mother and son, really did whatever you wanted in your dreams.
Qu Qing Ju continued to walk forward. Occasionally, palace maids and taijian would encounter her. They would avoid her and kneel by the side of the path, "If people dream less, then nothing will happen. San shu, do you regret what you once did?"
He Yuan gave her a deep look: "Maybe I have, but now that the matter is settled, those aren't important."
The chuunibyou patient was finally cured. Qu Qing Ju felt that he had jumped from chuunibyou to old age. His thoughts changed quickly. She remembered the last time she had seen He Yuan up close, it had been at Rui Wang Fu. At that time, his chuunibyou had been very serious.
"Not forgetting the past is a teacher for the future," Qu Qing Ju smiled, "It's a good thing that san shu has thought it through now."
"It's good to drink and listen to music all day and be idle," He Yuan thought about the days he was living now. He didn't have to go to court, didn't have to manage other matters, didn't have to pay attention to the invitations that other people sent. Once the doors of the wang fu were closed, he could be as happy as he wanted, "Happy like an immortal."
Qu Qing Ju really couldn't understand why He Yuan was saying such things to her. But the other's words didn't seem to imply anything. She could only reply, "This kind of life is really enviable."
"Huang sao must also like leisurely days," He Yuan smiled, allowing the snowflakes to fall on his head and shoulders.
Qu Qing Ju turned her head to look at him. She still remembered the first time she had gone to Rui Wang Fu. She had sat in the sedan and He Yuan had stood like this, black hair and fox fur, his face youthful.
The procession gradually came to the vicinity of Tian Qi Palace. He Yuan stopped and bowed again to Qu Qing Ju: "Does Empress know the ending of Yu Ming Emperor and Zhao He Empress?"
Qu Qing Ju slightly raised an eyebrow: "The historians of the previous dynasty recorded that Yu Ming Emperor and Zhao He Empress's love was stronger than gold. After Zhao He Empress died of illness, Yu Ming Emperor passed away in grief. In the end, they were buried together in the same gold coffin. They were born at different times but died in the same grave. Isn't that the final ending?"
"Huang sao probably doesn't know, but Yu Ming Emperor had an affair with a palace maid in his later years. In the end, Zhao He Empress found out. Zhao He Empress was so angry that she vomited blood and died. Yu Ming Emperor was filled with regret, but the beauty had passed away. It was too late for regret. Even if the two were buried together after Yu Ming Emperor's death, what was the meaning? In the end, the two didn't leave behind any children. The one who succeeded was the son of Yu Ming Emperor's didi. What kind of perfection is that? " He Yuan raised his hands, "The truth of the story is usually crueler than in the books. That's why Yu Ming Emperor and Zhao He Empress weren't so perfect. Chen di bids farewell."
Qu Qing Ju looked at his back. A beat later, she suddenly smiled. It seemed that He Yuan had heard her conversation with He Heng. But was he explaining for He Heng or was he reminding her not to believe in the love of the Emperor?
Or was it both? He wasn't willing for her to be hurt because of what He Heng had just said, but also didn't want her to believe in the love of the Emperor and be hurt in the future?
However, why was He Yuan so kind as to remind her? Was it to thank her for saving Shu gui taifei's life?
"Emperor?" Qian Chang Xin didn't understand why the Emperor had hurried back to the front hall. He carefully patted away the snow on He Heng's shoulder and carefully asked, "Before going to Fu Shou Palace, you said you were going to eat with the Empress. Is it possible to get the servants to prepare now?"
He Heng nodded unnaturally. He rubbed his slightly red ear and said: "Right, go see if the Empress has returned. If she has returned, tell zhen. Zhen and she still haven't finished a game of chess."
"Yes," Qian Chang Xin helplessly retreated. Since he was worried about the Empress, why did he leave just now? Was he playing with the Empress? It was hard to guess what the Emperor was thinking.
In the room, He Heng played with the pouch at his waist. The embroidery on it might not compare to the craftsmanship of the embroidery maids, but it was his favorite.
Thinking about Qu Qing Ju, he couldn't help but rub his still red ear. For a man to say such serious words of love, it really was embarrassing.
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