He Heng had never thought that he would meet a woman that could move his heart, but the reality was that he really met such a woman.
He disliked women that thought they were smart, and disliked women that thought they were kind. In a place like the Imperial Family, people that were too kind usually didn't live well. He also disliked people that were too weak. Weakness usually caused people to compromise, lose their dignity, and to do all sorts of evil things to survive. If a person was really forced to this stage, what was there to be afraid of?
He liked to see Qu Qing Ju dress beautifully, liked to see her proud appearance, liked to see her unyielding for her own benefit. For some reason, even though she was his wang fei, he felt that she lived more freely than he did.
When he really stood on the ninth level of the jade stairs, he found that this dragon chair was abnormally wide, and abnormally cold and hard, as though it was to highlight the high and mighty position of the Emperor. It had an attractive appearance. That was why lao san and lao da had fought for this position for so many years.
Those that were kind and soft-hearted, even if they could survive in the Imperial Family, they wouldn't have a good life. He wasn't an ignorant person, so he had been schemed against by others, schemed against others. In the Imperial Family, no one owed anyone, only whoever won.
Qing Ju's hobbies were always changing. He felt that none of these hobbies were as stunning as dancing. It was a pity that Qing Ju didn't dance for him often, but every time she danced, he would see her charms.
How could there be a woman like this in the world? She could be dignified, lazy, kind, vicious, and charming. This kind of woman, even a man couldn't help but look twice, much less that she was his empress. Even if he only favored her, what right did others have to say?
He wasn't a useless Emperor that had to sacrifice his own woman to obtain peace in the court. So on the matter of only favoring Qing Ju, he wouldn't compromise for anyone.
If he would compromise so easily, what right did he have to say the word love?
The intentions of the Emperor would be doubted because most of the time, he would use the excuse of "being forced" to satisfy his desire to find more women, but he had to pretend to be deeply in love. In the end, it was just an act, he didn't love enough.
"Emperor, are these the paintings you wanted to see?" Qian Chang Xin placed a sandalwood box in front of the Emperor, bent down to open the lid, and then retreated to the side, not looking at the painting. A few days ago, the Empress had been interested in admiring paintings so many people had sent paintings into the palace. Even Rui Wang Fei had personally sent a few paintings. Who knew that after two or three months, the Empress didn't like them anymore. These rare paintings were placed in the eastern hall of Kui Yuan Palace. Sometimes, if the Emperor wanted to see a painting, he just had to send someone to the eastern hall to get it. The Empress didn't care.
Flipping it open, He Heng expressionlessly looked at the painting. A beat later, he gave a cold smile: "Zhen's san di, after not going to court, has become leisurely and carefree." He had heard that his third brother was very good at painting landscapes, but he hadn't expected that he would be able to paint such a melancholy scene with people in his paintings.
Qian Chang Xin found that the Emperor's expression wasn't good. Remembering that this painting had been sent in by Rui Wang Fei, he guessed that the Emperor still held a grudge against Rui Wang. He didn't dare to speak, docilely standing to one side, waiting for the Emperor to speak.
"Put the paintings back," He Heng curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of disdain, "Even though the Empress doesn't like to admire paintings, and has long forgotten about these things, but the people below still have to use boxes to put them away."
"Nucai will remember," Qian Chang Xin didn't understand the Emperor's meaning even more but he still went forward to put away the painting and took it back to Kui Yuan Palace. Who knew that when he entered the gates of Kui Yuan Palace, he encountered the Empress who was holding the little princess outside to bask in the sun. He instantly knelt in front of the Empress.
"The Emperor sent you to take the painting over again?" The Empress handed the little princess to the nursemaid behind her. She bent down and randomly took one of the boxes. After opening the painting, she gave a small smile: "Where can one transform? A plum blossom tree blossoms. This person really likes plum blossoms. Who is the painter? "
Qian Chang Xin didn't know what to say. This painting had been sent over by Rui Wang Fei a few days ago. Even when the Emperor learned of this, he had specially told him to pick it up and look at it. Who knew that this person didn't even know who had sent it.
"Empress, nucai doesn't know," Qian Chang Xin squeezed out a smile and said, "The Emperor wanted to admire paintings so nucai randomly took a few paintings that the Emperor hasn't seen before. Nucai doesn't have the guts to look at the paintings."
"En, there's no signature on this painting," Qu Qing Ju carelessly shoved the painting back into Qian Chang Xin's hands. She waved her hand, ordering, "If that's the case, then put it back."
After Qian Chang Xin left, Qu Qing Ju looked at her daughter who was sleeping soundly in the nursemaid's arms. Her willow leaf-like eyebrows curved slightly as though she was smiling, but there wasn't much mirth in her eyes.
When Qian Chang Xin returned, he told the Emperor everything about his encounter with the Empress. Then he found that the Emperor's mood had been good for a few days. Even the selection of female candidates hadn't affected the Emperor's good mood.
In the end, those female candidates were specially granted leave to return home to marry. The five that remained were bestowed by the Emperor to other people as shiqie. Because of this, the Crown Prince and the Second Imperial Prince were close to the Emperor for a few days. Especially the Second Imperial Prince, he kept saying that the Emperor was a good father.
He was a taijian and didn't understand the feelings between men and women, but he was very clear that normal people couldn't separate the Emperor and the Empress. But the Empress Dowager of the two palaces didn't have any objections to the relationship between the Emperor and the Empress. Who else would be so blind?
Day after day, year after year, he watched as His Highness the Crown Prince grew from a child to a youth, watched as the Empress became an elegant and dignified young woman, and gave birth to another imperial son for the Emperor. He watched as the Emperor still stayed in Kui Yuan Palace every day as though Kui Yuan Palace was the home of his entire family.
No one doubted the feelings between the Emperor and Empress, and no one mentioned the matter of the selection of female candidates. It was like a person who had eaten something for more than a decade. If he had to change his taste, it would be a terrifying matter. The scholars and scholars of Da Long were used to the Emperor's single-mindedness. If the Sky Emperor really was unfaithful one day, how many palace poems would appear in Da Long, and how many would cry injustice for the Empress?
After he reached middle age, He Heng had always been suspicious of one thing. That was what kind of feelings Qing Ju had for him. Even though the two of them were together every day, but he always suspected that the Empress didn't feel as deeply for him as he did for her.
But usually, the Empress thought of him and never neglected him. Later, he felt that maybe he was thinking too much. Because he wanted too much, he was dissatisfied.
He had never asked the question of whether he loved her or not, and she had never answered the question. Until one time, when he was seriously ill and woke up, he found that Qing Ju, who always paid attention to her beauty, was by his side. She didn't have exquisite makeup, and there were dark circles around her eyes as though she had cried. He suddenly didn't care about the question anymore.
There were some feelings in the world that didn't have to be spoken, but as long as it existed, time would gradually prove it. He seemed to understand a little of what Qing Ju had said. Love wasn't something that could be said, but proven through action.
All of his unwillingness, what he had asked for was just an empty sentence. What Qing Ju could give him, was real consideration.
"With Qing Ju's company in this life, I don't feel I have lived in vain," He held her hand as they walked in the Imperial Garden, full of purple and red, "I finally understand why there are Emperors that seek immortality. If possible, I also want to obtain the elixir of immortality, and be with you for a long time."
"The Emperor will believe this?" She smiled as she looked at him, "Everyone's short hundred years is just right. If it really is thousands of years, who knows if there will be a day when they will dislike each other. If that's the case, it's better to have a beautiful beginning and a perfect ending. "
He couldn't argue. Maybe the two of them didn't believe in a love that would never change, but they believed that they could be with each other for a lifetime.
"This is good. Until death, the two of us can think of each other," He smiled, but his grip on her hand tightened, "Our mausoleum has already started construction. A few decades later, when we lie inside, it won't be lonely."
"Born different, die in the same hole. Separated in this life, this love will never change," Qu Qing Ju smiled lightly. Who would have thought that she could walk to this step with a man, and this man was the Emperor. But now, she was starting to believe those words.
"It's good that Qing Ju understands my intentions," He Heng raised his head and pointed at the sunset in the sky, "This evening sun is like a poached egg."
"En," Qu Qing Ju nodded and smiled, replying: "It's very similar."
The two held each other as they stood together. The sunset dragged out their shadows, twisting and twisting, unable to be separated.
Not far away, Heng fei and Luo guipin looked at their backs. The two silently left. When they walked to the Door of Hanging Flowers, Luo guipin looked at the beautiful sunset and suddenly sighed: "Maybe, what the Emperor wants is a woman who sees the sunset as a poached egg with him. What sunset like a painting, what sunset like fire, it's not what the Emperor wants."
Heng fei smiled faintly, remarking: "What the Emperor wants is a real woman. The four arts are just the icing on the cake. It doesn't matter if he has them, it doesn't matter if he doesn't," Her tone was very calm, as though the man she was talking about didn't have much to do with her, "The Empress is the right person he met at the right age. This is probably what is called fate."
If they met later, like when the Emperor had already ascended to the throne, then the Empress would at most become the Emperor's most favored woman, but not the only one. And she wouldn't become Heng fei. She would become one of the many feipin that the Emperor had forgotten. Maybe she wouldn't even get a rank of guipin.
"This is our fate. Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. You and I are just people who have touched a little bit of good fortune in this cycle," Heng fei took her gaze away from the sunset, "Go back."
"I just feel a bit of regret. But the Emperor only favors the Empress, I feel it is natural," Luo guipin smiled, "Ever since the Empress allowed me to attend jiujiu's funeral, I have started to be grateful to the Empress."
"So, in the beginning, when Han Qing He wanted you to help her fight for favor, you didn't agree," Heng fei slightly lowered her face. Her voice was very small, but it was enough for the two of them to hear, "So, after you learned of Feng Zi Jin's scheme, you allowed her to kill Han Qing He. You even interfered in the middle of this matter. You only led the suspicion of the matter to Feng Zi Jin and Shu gui taifei, and not the Empress."
Luo guipin heard her words and paused slightly. Then she smiled: "Heng fei niangniang is a smart person." She wasn't afraid that Heng fei would know of this matter. Her smile became even more relaxed, "Heng fei niangniang might not know my personality. If I recognize someone's favor, I will remember it for a lifetime."
Heng fei looked at her smile and sighed after a long time: "This is also good." So it was because of this that the two of them could live comfortably even without the favor.
The Emperor and Empress were smart people. There were some things they might not not know, they just chose not to say.
She turned her head, her gaze passing through the Door of Drooping Flowers. There, the Emperor and Empress were still standing shoulder to shoulder. The pair of shadows grew longer and longer as though they had become one person.
Thousands of years later, archaeologists found the joint tomb of the Emperor and Empress of Da Long. What shocked them was that the Emperor and Empress had used one coffin. The two corpses lay shoulder to shoulder. It was like the love story of the Emperor and Empress that had been passed down for thousands of years, full of tenderness.
Many funerary objects were found in the tomb. Countless exquisite hairpins and hairpins, priceless glass lamps, jade and porcelain objects. Someone even found a stone tablet carved on one of the tomb walls. On it was carved a pair of outstanding male and female. They stood on auspicious clouds as though they were ascending to immortality.
All the archaeologists thought that the male and female on the stone tablet were the Jia You Emperor and Hua Ren Empress of the Da Long Dynasty. This discovery caused many people to speculate about the love story of the Emperor and Empress. Many people felt that the love stories and films about the Emperor and Empress couldn't compare to the love between the Emperor and Empress.
But not long after, people found that the female carved on the stone tablet of the Da Long Emperor and Empress was extremely similar to the Shangyuan beauty painting found in the coffin of Da Long Zhong Rui Wang. Although archaeologists quickly proved that Empress Hua Ren and Prince Zhong Rui had no relationship, Prince Zhong Rui was not valued by Jiayou Emperor, and the person in the painting was most likely Empress Hua Ren's younger sister. This was because historical records showed that Empress Hua Ren's half-sister had become Prince Zhong Rui's concubine.
Even though the archaeologists said so, there were still many people who used unofficial history to research. They said that Jia You Emperor's father, Qing De Emperor, had intended to pair Hua Ren Empress and Zhong Rui Wang. But due to various reasons, Hua Ren Empress married Jia You Emperor in the end.
Thus, there were people who made movies about the three people's sentimental love, which made many people cry. But even so, everyone believed that the relationship between Emperor Jia You and Empress Hua Ren was very deep. Even if there really was that matter with Zhong Rui Wang, it was only an interlude in the love story between the two.
What history was, it had long been submerged in the river of time. No one knew the truth, but people would believe in the existence of one thing.
That was love!
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