Chapter 75 The Return of the Glass King

"Oh? Who does Shen Aiqing want me to marry? Xiao Yuanqi looked at Shen Sirong's anger, but couldn't help showing a smile.

Across the bead curtain, Shen Shiyan arched his hand and said, "I would like to ask the emperor to marry the imperial concubine for me, and I want to marry back to the original wife Ruan."

The original match Ruan Shi stunned Shen Sirong. She turned over and went to bed and slowly walked to the bead curtain with pain. She looked at the man who was her father outside the bead curtain, the man who abandoned her mother, and the man who never loved her. There was sarcasm in his eyes: "Lord Shen forgot that the abandoned wife can't go back to the master's house."

Shen Shiyan's face was full of shame, and his voice was very sincere: "Imperial Concubine, the two most regretful things in my life. One is to meet Wang with vanity and divorce his wife to marry her back. The second thing is to treat my daughter badly since she was a child.

I don't know whether Shen Shiyan is sincere or fake, but the sadness in his throat also makes Shen Sirong's eyes astringent.

"Lord Shen, if you want to ask for forgiveness because of my status, you don't have to work. Naturally, my mother is famous and doesn't need the inch of coffin next to the big man. Shen Sirong stood sideways, and his eyebrows were cold. If you had known today, why did you have to do it?

Now that the deceased has passed away, what can be saved with more compensation and fame?

"Imperial concubine, the old minister is not for glory and wealth. The old minister has always loved the Ruan family, but in those years, the old minister thought that the most important thing in this world was the merit, and the private feelings between men and women were just a sea of a sea. Now, the old minister understands that the name before and after him is the real nothingness.

Shen Sirong stopped talking when she heard the words. She knew that she would definitely forgive him with her mother's love for Shen Shiyan. But I don't want to let him go.

"Sirong, since your father has the intention to make up for your mother, you can promise it. Hasn't what you've always wanted is to justify your mother's name? Xiao Yuan used the name outside the palace and wanted Shen Sirong to let go of the entanglement in his heart and be safe and happy.

For a long time, Shen Sirong nod slightly.

"I and the imperial concubine agreed."

Shen Shiyan left Fengming Palace after thanking him, and the joy of parting made Shen Sirong feel a little more comfortable.

"Thank you." Shen Sirong leaned against Xiao Yuanqi's arms and said. Others don't know Shen Shiyan. She does know that although Shen Shiyan is ashamed of her mother, she will not want to marry her mother again. Even if Shen Shiyan thought so, he would not make such a thing as a underworld marriage.

And even if everything is caused by sincerity, it will not be so bold to come to Fengming Palace. Therefore, Shen Sirong knows why all this is.

"Are you satisfied with this gift?" Xiao Yuanqi patted Shen Sirong on the back.

"I'm satisfied."

She is satisfied with such a husband who can care for her.

Shen Sirong recovered well and could walk in the courtyard in a few days. Lanxi did not leave the little prince all day long. If anyone made him cry, Lanxi would be unforgivable.

On this day, Lanxi did not tease the little prince, but came to Shen Sirong's bedroom with a gloomy face.

When Shen Sirong saw her come in, he asked someone to click her favorite camellia fragrance: "What's wrong? You look so ugly today. Which bold man provoked you?"

Holding a golden spoon in his hand, Shen Sirong asked with a smile.

"Brother Seven is back." Lanxi said in a low voice.

And the golden spoon in Shen Sirong's hand couldn't help but fall to the ground.

Xiao Yuanfeng, he is back...

Shen Sirong looked a little strange, first surprised, then Enron, and then shallow peace of mind. Such a change was indeed amazing in Lanxi. She grabbed Shen Sirong's hand, raised her tone, and even asked, "Sister-in-law, do you still have the seventh brother in your heart?"

"How to say this? Don't you know the relationship between me and your royal brother? Shen Sirong was a little unhappy by this question, but he was not angry.

In Lanxi's heart, only Shen Sirong is worthy of Xiao Yuanqi, and although Xiao Yuanfeng is also a royal brother, the weight is very different.

Lanxi stared with tears in her eyes. She shook her head gently: "No, you must still miss the seventh brother in your heart, otherwise, otherwise, how can you be with such a worried expression?"

Shen Sirong was puzzled by these words. She smiled and said, "Silly girl, your royal brother must scold you when he hears this. Since you want to hear it, I might as well tell you. I have never liked your seventh brother. We are just friends. When your friend returns from outside, can you be indifferent?

"Exactly, you are becoming more and more ignorant of the rules, talking to your royal sister-in-law like this?" There is a person approaching behind Lanxi. Who is Xiao Yuanqi?

Shen Sirong guessed that he had always followed Lanxi, but he had never appeared. If something goes wrong with her, he will turn around and leave. Thinking of this, Shen Sirong couldn't help but feel resentful.

She was trapped in her own mood, and she didn't even know what Lanxi had retreated. When she came back to her senses, she had already fallen into Xiao Yuanqi's arms.

Xiao Yuanqi felt the stiffness of the body in his arms, lowered his head and said in her ear, "I have always been jealous of King Li, do you know?"

"Fortunately, although he met you first, you are not affectionate to him."

Shen Sirong's body gradually softened. She did not look back and said lightly, "He is back. What about the Wang family?" If nothing happens, who wrote the letter will soon be found out. At that time, there must be a dispute between the Wang family and the royal family. Xiao Yuanfeng came back at this time, which was a blessing.

"I will arrange that although King Li has the blood of the Wang family, he is still my royal family after all. Besides..." Xiao Yuanqi wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's more?" Shen Sirong asked.

Xiao Yuanqi shook his head and smiled. She was in the agreement between him and Li Wang. As long as she is there, Xiao Yuanfeng will not make a big move...

Soon, ten days later, Xiao Yuanfeng returned to Xijing. The Liwang Mansion has been vacant all year round, and Xiao Yuanqi let Xiao Yuanfeng live in the palace, and Xiao Yuanfeng did not refuse.

That night, Xiao Yuanqi and the imperial concubine held a private banquet in the imperial garden to pick up Xiao Yuanfeng.

Far away, Shen Sirong saw Wang Guangrong leading a man. The figure was familiar and strange, until the man stood in front of her and bowed straightly and called out, "Join the emperor, join the imperial concubine."

Shen Sirong raised her eyes and smiled at him gently. She saw a light flashing in Xiao Yuanfeng's eyes, and then restrained. This look seems to be very long, and the distance between Shen Sirong and him is too long. Seeing Xiao Yuanfeng look away, Shen Sirong is gratified. Over the years, he has learned to restrain his sharpness, learn to be calm, and learn how to give up.

"The seventh brother has experienced a lot in the northwest this time, and now he is more and more energetic." Xiao Yuanqi looked at Xiao Yuanfeng, and his eyes were as deep as a pool of water.

"Brother, don't dare to forget." Xiao Yuanfeng's facial features are darker, and his skin color has become much darker due to the wind and sun all year round.

"You will go to Shangyang Palace with me later, and you will have a good chat with me tonight. I want to know what's going on at the northwest border now. Xiao Yuanqi's eyes were not relaxed at all when he spoke. He saw Xiao Yuanfeng become cautious and his heart settled down.

"My brother abides by the order."

During the dinner, Shen Sirong never spoke, but just ate quietly. The three people on this table are always embarrassed. It was not until Xiao Yuanfeng mentioned his newborn eldest son that Shen Sirong raised his head.

"I didn't see the little princess last time, and I will definitely not miss the prince's full moon wine when I come back this time." Xiao Yuanfeng mentioned the prince, and Xiao Yuanqi was also quite generous. He smiled and said, "It's too late today. Why don't you go to Fengming Palace tomorrow after you see the imperial concubine? How about I let you see your nephew?"

"That's good, royal brother, royal sister-in-law. This was brought back by my brother from the northwest. This thing is said to be used as a shelter. Let's take it as a birthday gift for the emperor's eldest son. Xiao Yuanfeng took out something from his arms, which was a piece of purple wood engraved with some indistinguishable patterns.

Shen Sirong reached out and took it and smiled at him: "Thank you, prince."

Seeing her smile, Xiao Yuanfeng picked up the wine cup in front of him and drank it all, and his raised cheeks couldn't help blushing.

This night, Xiao Yuanqi and Xiao Yuanfeng talked all night in Shangyang Palace, and Shen Sirong toss and turned alone on the couch. These days, she has been used to the broad and warm embrace behind her. Now that this embrace is gone, she is sleeping uneasily.

The next morning, Mami Shen put on her fine makeup. The cyan color under her eyes was covered with powder, and her cheeks were coated with rouge, and her face was much more ruddy.

"There is a hard worker." Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Shen Sirong said.

Mother Shen sighed slightly. She looked around and saw that there was no one else around her, so she whispered, "The Empress is bound to be suspicious when she is seen by the emperor."

"Do you suspect that I can't sleep peacefully because of King Li?" Shen Sirong raised his eyebrows and added a few beautiful colors. Seeing that Mother Shen nodded, Shen Sirong's lips rippled and said, "If you really investigate the reason, it's the emperor's wrong. It was very cold on the couch last night. If the emperor didn't come, M Mother would have to go down and add a quilt today.

"The emperor has arrived, and Prince Li has arrived." The internal supervisor outside the door shouted loudly, and Shen Sirong got up and straightened his clothes and stepped out of the screen. Seeing Minghuang's figure come in, Shen Sirong bent down and bowed down.

"I have met the emperor. The prince is courteous.

Xiao Yuanqi bowed and supported Shen Sirong, but whispered, "Is the imperial concubine blaming me for not warming you the quilt?" With that, Xiao Yuanqi got up with a calm face, but Shen Sirong's cheeks were flying. Somehow, what he said was always heard by him.

"Okay, today, King Li came to see the prince and send you someone by the way." Xiao Yuanqi took Shen Sirong's hand and shook it in her palm.

"Come in." As soon as Xiao Yuanqi's words fell, a woman walked outside the hall. The woman's thin figure was very familiar. A name choked in Shen Sirong's throat for a long time. When the woman looked up, she saw tears in her eyes.

"Mother...Mother..." He bowed in front of Shen Sirong and muttered.