Chapter 315: There will always be a time to leave

The emperor has already ordered that the affairs of the harem should be handled by the Empress Dowager during Empress Zhang's illness. Now that the queen has recovered, the Empress Dowager Nalan handed over the phoenix seal, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law seem to have a good relationship.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Ye Heminglu's marriage with Jiang Jiantao also restrained a lot, but both of them felt that since they were in love with each other, the articles on the etiquette were just for others to read. Not to mention that Ye Heminglu didn't care about these tedious etiquette in the first place. Even Jiang Jiantao felt that as a minister, it was thanks to the kindness of his prince. Therefore, because he understood Jun Yuchen's mood, he also agreed with everything to be simple.

After getting married, Ye Heminglu still temporarily lives in the princess's house in the capital. She finally reconciled with her mother Chang Xiangyu. Under the conditioning of Zichu, the scars and gray spots gradually disappeared. Because of this matter, Huaxiangrong became famous again in the capital. In addition to the continuous business and financial resources, Guipi also exaggerated to Zichu, saying that Huaxiangrong's profit must be tripled in the coming year. Zichu just smiled and replied, "As long as you do it happily. In fact, I don't care about making money or not. Up. However, I have my own arrangement for the money I want to earn, so you can donate all the money as I said.

After saying that, Zichu dragged out his plan. She had told Herian's cousin and sister-in-law before that they were extremely supportive of their charity plan, and when Gui Pei heard that both the young master and the young lady agreed with this idea, she was even more excited and nodded.

However, after the two have been masters and servants for many years, Guipi is still reluctant to leave Zichu. However, Zichu felt that cinnamon's parents and family were all in the capital, and she also had her own career in the capital. Huaxiangrong worked well in her hands, so she finally agreed that cinnamon would stay in the capital for the time being, and her cousin Helian would find a capable, kind and honest husband for her.

Since then, she has been the shopkeeper of Huaxiangrong's main store and enjoys an 8% dividend of Huaxiangrong every year. In addition, I gave her a large dowry. In this way, it can be regarded as a guarantee of wealth and stability after cinnamon. Only then did Zichu safely follow Jun Yuchen to leave Beijing.

Before leaving, it is natural to say goodbye to the emperor and his wife and Junyu. However, the emperor was fine, but the Empress Dowager Nalan took her son's hand and cried with pear blossoms and rain, so sad. Zichu knew that she was the thorn in her side, so she didn't bother to do anything superficial with her. Later, the emperor sent a message and asked Jun Yuchen to say goodbye to the emperor, so the Empress Dowager Nalan had to let her go.

It was the beginning of March, and the spring was bright and intoxicating. At the end of the spring of the garden, there stands a towering attic looking at each other on the left and right, connected by a double-moon archway, 24 feet away from the ground, allowing the breeze to pass through all kinds of flowers.

Jun Yusulu stood on the corridor of the wind building and looked at it casually. In the distance, several trees were hanging begonias blooming just right, half like a haze, and half like beads like jade budding, thick and light and more gorgeous against the green jade-like leaves.

He remembered last spring in a trance, which was also such a charming and dazzling scenery. When Shangguan Wanyi first entered the palace, he welcomed her back to the harem. After two days, under the supervision of the imperial grandmother, he went to see her.

After arriving at Qingfeng Palace, when she saw her standing under the flower tree and looking at the flowers, she casually climbed a red agate bead-like bud and inserted it between the clouds and green silks. I only felt that the woman in front of her was more charming than flowers.

At that time, there were no ripples in his heart, but said indifferently, "This flower is good, and your clothes look good today."

"Oh, thank you for your praise." The woman under the begonia tree smiled gently. She raised her head and stared at herself. In her star-filled water-cut eyes, there were clearly rippled wisps of fragrant sweetness.

Who knows, there is only such a time in this life.

Jun Yusultan felt pain in his heart and was uncontrollable. He did not bring anyone around him. He fell down alone and came to the Fenglou and came to the former beloved begonia tree. Because it grows remote against the wall, the half-tree pink begonias have protruded out of the wall. On a tree trunk attached to the wall, there are two inconspicuous traces under the golden hairpin.

He approached, took a closer look, and gradually saw a little clue. Originally, Shangguan Wanyan planned to engrave a word "sultra", but unfortunately, he only wrote a side. Before he could draw it on the other side, those traces were covered by the wind and snow.

When he looked at the traces on the tree, he felt more uncertain. Many old things have sprung up and scattered all the good things.

Or, this life is really a careless move, and naturally you will lose the whole game. The imperial position he has been pursuing, but it is precisely because of this position that he lost his beloved woman.

However, his younger brother Jun Yuchen asked for benevolence and was able to stay with his petty all his life, rich and peacefully.

Come to think about it, they should leave Beijing these days, right? After that, it is rare for me to see Zichu again. Many people and things in this palace are strange and cold...

Jun Yusun slowly raised his hand and scratched at Hua Shuling, imagining that his name was scratched by her, but there was no one around when she turned his head.

While sighing sadly, he suddenly heard a "rustling" sound. He quickly opened the branches and shouted harshly, "Who is over there? Come out!"

Under the shadow of the shade not far away, half covered a coral-colored palace woman with a high abdomen, as if she was about to go out from the side door. Hearing the words, she hurried over to salute, "Zi Chu greet the emperor."

"Oh, it turned out to be you."

"Yes, I happened to pass by here and happened to meet the emperor here."

Zichu looked comfortable and his behavior was neither humble nor arrogant, but he bowed slightly and bowed his head slightly and said, "I don't know that the emperor is here, I almost offended. But my husband and I just came here to say goodbye to the emperor.

Jun Yusun looked at her calm eyes and thought about the origin of the voice just now. Since she had said that she came with Jun Yuchen, why is she still alone now? After thinking about it for a while, I understood my brother's intention, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help raising a little.

On his face, he was still calm and smiled, "It's okay. You came just in time to talk to me. I visited most of the garden first, and it's strange to walk alone. It's just right for you to come. Let's sit in the pavilion next to us for a while.

"Okay." Zichu didn't say much at this time, and followed him one step behind.

Jun Yu sat on the stone bench of the pavilion, pointed to the position next to her, and smiled at her, "You can also sit down. Otherwise, as you are now, I will let you stand, which is too sinful."

After saying that, he smiled casually, "You have been living in the palace for several months. I usually have too many things to do, and I don't have time to visit you and make you feel wronged."

Zichu's eyes were bright and replied with a light smile: "The emperor is worried about the world's major events and worked hard for the political affairs of the imperial court, which is the blessing of the people of the world, and also the blessing of the great Jinxu dynasty. It's too late for us to be happy, so how can we be wronged?

The age of seventeen or eight is the first blooming years in a woman's life. The bright and beautiful girl in front of her is like a delicate pink and charming peony. Junyu glanced faintly and said with a smile, "I look at your pavilion now. I really live up to my ninth brother's infatuation with you."

Zichu lowered her head slightly, and the clear light outlined the arc of her beautiful face and long eyelashes like crow wings, which covered her bright eyes with a layer of fog. It seems that some daughters are shy. When they reach out and touch their bulging belly, they have a little soft maternal brilliance. She lowered her head and said, "The emperor's words are funny. He always likes to make fun of me and let others listen to jokes."

Jun Yushou smiled freely, with his hands behind his back, and asked leisurely, "There are only two of us in front of us. How can there be any outsiders?"

The breeze in the air is gentle, with a hazy and beautiful meaning, and as familiar as before, Zichu couldn't help blushing. After all, she was still the age of a beautiful girl, and she couldn't make fun in front of a man, not to mention that man was the supreme emperor of 95.

It's just that the relationship between the two is very familiar, and it's inconvenient not to answer, so I have to whisper, "Your Majesty, come to the garden today to enjoy the scenery. Can you see any good scenery?"

Now, how can we see the good scenery again? Junyu put away her joking mood and looked at the begonia tree in the distance. A cluster of pink and white flowers were in full bloom, and three or five flowers were together, sporadically mixed with red buds. It was beautiful, but she was not in the mood to enjoy flowers.

In a trance, there seems to be a trace of sky and green light clothes swaying by. Looking closer, the cross-crossed flower window reveals the flower scene behind, several flowers and trees swaying in the wind, and there is no trace between the red flowers and green leaves.

"Your Majesty? "Your Majesty..." After hearing the sound for a long time, Du Meiruo looked up doubtfully.

Jun Yusultang did not answer her. He got up and walked through the corridor to the side door. He looked around for a while, but there was still only the fine friction of flourishing branches and leaves around. I was a little relieved, but I felt even more disappointed. When I saw Zichu coming, I said with interest, "No one, I heard it wrong."

Zi's original intention must be Jun Yu to see things and think of people, just thinking of Shangguan Wan. She sighed, "Your Majesty, my husband and I are leaving Beijing in the coming days. From now on, I can only come to see you during the New Year's holidays. For the sake of the little prince, please take good care of your dragon body and never indulge in the sadness of the past and continue to be so depressed.

Jun Yu nodded and said, "Well, don't worry, I have also figured out that people can't come back to life. Since she has gone, if I am an ordinary husband, I can be sad, but I can't. I am the son of heaven. Since I have chosen such a road, I can only go on strongly. Now I also understand what love is and lifeless, and understand my father's hardships and last choice in those years, so I will be a good emperor. You and my ninth brother should live a happy life and live a happy life that I can't have.