Floating Life--Emperor's Uncle Extra 1

A scarlet sunset is ironing the edge of the desert, painting the sky and the earth with a dark red, setting off the remnant walls that have been eroded by the wind and sand, making them more and more desolate.

With the loud camel bell, a team is winding slowly between the rolling sand dunes.

Looking up, in the front of the team was an extremely rare snow camel. The man sitting on it, dressed in wide sleeves and deep train, even if the hot yellow sand was empty, even his nose was boiling, but he always straightened his back and walked through the sand fog in an unusually elegant posture.

It was extremely difficult and finally climbed to the top of a sand dune. A middle-aged man with the head of the guard slowly rushed to the front of the team and seemed to hesitate to say, "Your Highness, can you take a break for a while?"

The man who was called His Royal Highness did not say anything, but silently fell into the snow camel.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't take care of Xie En, so he ran back happily and shouted all the way: "Take a break, brothers, you can take a break..."

Therefore, he did not notice the highness behind him and slowly turned back, and his elegant eyebrows had a strong sarcastic smile: but after more than half a day, he became such a virtue, and the people who came out of Gyeonggi were different!

At that time, the burning heat was gradually dissipating, and the dark curtain that slowly opened was about to cover the whole desert.

Your Highness stretched out his hand and carefully depicted the half-sun hanging at the junction of heaven and earth.

His fingers are slender and white, and his nails are smooth. Who would believe that it was these hands that planned thousands of miles away and ended his three brothers.

"Your Highness, the Empress has been put into the ground, and please be sorry for your change."

Or the back was too lonely and cold, and an older guard couldn't help but comfort him.

"My condolences?" His Highness's tone was a little confused, and his eyes seemed to be out of focus: "For that poor woman?"

Yes, the woman he called a mother concubine refused to wake up in her dream of returning to the Han Palace all her life, but she was ordered to operate. On the eve of returning to Beijing, she fell down, but even when she was dying, the last sentence she tried her best to say was: take me back to the palace.

Thinking of this, his already dry eyes actually slipped out of a trace of coldness. His Highness wiped it in his hand and said in surprise, "Tears?! Can I, Wang Yu, still have tears?

It turned out that the distance of a thousand miles was not beyond imagination. About a month later, the team arrived in Gyeonggi. Of course, it has been replaced by a strong horse team.

Wang Yu forced himself to show a stunning mood in the face of the prosperous Gyeonggi. He told himself that in the near future, all of this will belong to him. May I ask, who will envy his own things?

When he arrived at the palace gate, there was a guard questioning his identity. Wang Yu sat on the horse with a high jaw and looked down at the two guards handed over without saying a word.

"Your Highness, please get off and change your horse!"

Wang Yu didn't say anything, but despised the heavy maned red palace door that was slowly opening. After humming coldly, he stepped on the exclam of everyone and drove his horse in.

The midday sun shines on the golden and jade eaves, stirring up dazzling ripples. The jade carving in the mother's mouth, and the palace platform was shining coldly, looking at him with dignity and disdain.

Wang Yu stopped the horse and looked around: Listen, I'm here to trample you all under your feet.

The fat general manager in Weiyang Palace came out to greet him in person, but when he saw Wang Yu sitting on horseback, he was stunned: riding a horse into the palace is absolutely unprecedented in the Han Palace! He, who had always been unsuffered, was the first time he lost his sense of proportion and returned to the hall in panic, regardless of a string of contemptuous sneering laughter behind him.

What Wang Yu didn't expect was that after a moment, not only the fat general manager, but also a mysterious figure came out again. Seeing this, a smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of his mouth: Did he come out in person? Dear Your Majesty, no, it is my dear and beloved father!

"Your Majesty, it's overdue!"

This is the first thing the father said to his son 16 years after the separation.

"Oh?"

The 19-year-old teenager took his horse slowly: "Please forgive my ignorance. I have never heard of many rules when I grew up in the wilderness, but I believe that my father will be able to understand, but?"

The emperor's face is slightly stiff. Is this accusing him of dereliction of duty? Look carefully at the teenager's expression and be calm. It seems that he is more careful. As a concubine from a cheap maid, I will not only let him come back but also give him a heavy responsibility. With such a favor, it is not too late for him to be grateful. How can he be very resentful?

At the same time, Wang Yu is also observing the man who gave him life and abandoned it. When I left that year, I didn't remember much because I was young. Therefore, all the knowledge of the emperor: handsome and romantic... all comes from that poor woman. The mother concubine was really daydreaming. Wang Yu thought that the man with swollen eyelids and wrinkles in front of him completely subverted his imagination of "father" for more than ten years.

"Well, you can learn the rules slowly in the future. The emperor's boat is tired. You don't have to take a rest first!" The emperor's expression at this time was barely kind. He turned to the fat general manager behind him and said, "In lead the sixth prince to the East Palace."

"No."

Hearing this, Wang Yu didn't show any surprise, expected results, didn't he?

The East Palace, the prince, these two closely connected nouns, are destined to be separated tonight, because the owner who occupies the East Palace at this moment is still the sixth prince in the population.

Worried about the peeping of Guangling's veins, so that I can occupy this position, so I didn't give a formal edict and wanted to drag me so namelessly, wait for his young queen to give birth to the so-called "stant son" and then let me give up the arch of this warm East Palace? Wang Yu sneered. No, you don't have a chance. As soon as tonight is over, you will know.

The newly appointed ceremonial officer quietly wiped his cold sweat, which was his first task after taking up his post in the Ministry of Ceremonies. He didn't think about it, but he met such a difficult figure. I just read the palace rules according to the book, and I don't know if this nobleman has listened to it. The man has been standing on his back, making people unable to notice his emotion. He didn't say that he didn't dare to speak out. In desperation, he just waited like this.

After a long time, the man finally said, "What's your name?"

The ceremonial officer was slightly stunned. He didn't speak official language?! Although he has not taken office for a long time, he is also from a family. Of course, he knows that speaking official language is the most basic step of the aristocracy. And the person in front of him... he still has the same identity!

"Your Highness, Chen Tangying, is the newcomer of the Ministry of Ceremonies..." repeated the words at the time of the meeting just now.

"Very good."

Ah? Tang Ying thought that he must be too stupid to understand the word "good" of His Royal Highness. Does it mean his work in the style of propaganda just now, or is he meticulous and tireless?

"Retired."

Wang Yu laughed at the young ceremonial official who was amnesty and couldn't help touching his face. Is it so terrible?

The moonlight penetrated sparsely from the six-panel Xuan windows, and the night was already deep.

But there is no sleep at all. Is it because I'm too tired to sleep? Wang Yu has never treated himself badly. Since he is sleepless, it's better to go out for a walk.

It is not difficult to get out of the East Palace. It's just a cold glance. The palace guards all restrained their eyebrows and obediently get out of the way. With another wave, even the people who followed will consciously retreat.

Not far from the door is the Royal Garden, and Wang Yu wanders leisurely among the winding paths of flowers.

March is the season when everything revives and flowers bloom. The imperial garden in the moon night did not fully sleep, and what was displayed in front of Wang Yu was still full of vitality. All kinds of luxurious fragrances permeated the air and were everywhere. Wang Yu frowned. He hated that he suddenly sprouted a feeling that could be called missing in this situation, and the object of this missing was actually the desert that he once hated.

Where is this?

When he woke up from the disturbing thoughts, he found that he had changed his way. Wang Yu laughed at himself and simply went wherever he went. Anyway, someone would always come to him. Maybe he could have a strange encounter!

However, I don't know if the next scene can be regarded as the adventure he expected?

More than ten feet away, a long figure was dancing on the moon. Her cheerful laughter passed through several layers of flower beds separated by them and wrapped around Wang Yu's ears.

Wang Yu is in a trance. Is that Mu Duo?

Muduo, the only concubine he had, was once the most dazzling pearl in the desert. He asked herself and couldn't say much joy to her. The strange thing was that he could clearly remember her laughter at this moment, which was also so happy.

When his mind moved, Wang Yu pinched out the tube jade flute hidden in his sleeve and played it with the woman's dance. This tube of jade flute was given to him by Muduo in the past, but now it has become the only proof of Muduo's existence, because the pearl of the desert was also annihilated in the desolate sand with his mother.

It seems that the woman in front of him is very good at dancing. Even if his flute suddenly turns, the woman can keep up. They cooperate tacitly and are almost seamless. So that after a song, Wang Yu urgently bypassed the flower bed and walked towards her.

Who would have expected that the woman suddenly disappeared. Wang Yu was a little disappointed after several unsucceed searches. Was everything just his own fantasy?

For this slightly strange encounter, Wang Yu will be regarded as his and her first encounter for a long time.

It was in the middle of the night when Wang Yu was found by the palace people and led back to the East Palace. He was sleepy for a while. When he got up, he was waiting for the news he wanted: the queen had a minor child!

At that time, he was kneeling on the couch and enjoying a rich breakfast, with uncontrollable joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. It seemed that Mu finally lived up to his expectations.

A Mu is an orphan girl who picked up in the desert when Wang Yu was five years old. She was about the same age as him. At first, it was just for a meal. Later, with more and more favors, she naturally joined Wang Yu's plan. As early as a few years ago, she mixed with the potential queen of the Han Palace and sent Wang Yu Like the rest of the faction, it gradually penetrated into the core of the big man.

Wang Yu once asked Ah Mu, what reward should he give after it is done? But she said that she just wanted to have a child with the Lord. Wang Yu smiled indifferently and was very generous: "Here you are!"

At that time, Wang Yu thought that just adding a color to his huge harem in the future could exchange for a woman's complete loyalty. This transaction was very cost-effective!

And now, a shadow under the moon suddenly flashed in front of Wang Yu. He was in a good mood. It seems that this color will have to be added in the future!