Fanwai, Xiaowenxiang: Touching Porcelain (2)

"I... let's go!" The young lady was thin-skinned and couldn't hold back any longer. She looked at the people around to watch the fun, her eyes were red, she turned around and covered her eyes with a handkerchief, and ran out aggrieved.

The two maids chased out helplessly.

Aunt Dong sighed again, looking at it like this, it should be Mrs. Wenxiang's idea again, otherwise no lady from the family would do this.

There was no excitement to watch, and the onlookers also retreated. Although there were still people paying attention to the movement here from time to time, they did not dare to knock on the door blatantly.

Even the two ladies ran away in shame, this little Wenxiang's heart seems really hard.

This means that there is no one who has taken a fancy to it yet!

When Aunt Dong took the bill and went in, Wen Xichi asked the boy to pay the bill, but left Aunt Dong behind.

"Ms. Dong, how's the business going?" Wen Xichi asked casually with a gentle smile.

"Business is not bad. It's even better when your lord comes over." Aunt Dong said with a smile. Wenxi came here a lot, and she was familiar with her. She could joke around a bit.

Wen Xichi smiled slightly, playing with the teacup in his hand, and when he raised his head again, his smile was as usual peaceful: "Is your lady out of the palace recently?"

"Your Majesty came here last month, but I haven't been here this month. I heard that it is..." Aunt Dong hesitated at this point, and peeked at Wen Xichi.

"What's the matter? But what's the matter with the empress?" Wen Xichi asked gently, with the same casual tone as before, as if it was just a question.

"I heard that my mother is not feeling well, she is ill!" Mrs. Dong hesitated, but she still said it, and sighed heavily in her heart. She saw some things in her eyes, but she didn't know how to say them. A young literary minister, isn't he a bit too stubborn? It's been so many years.

"What do the imperial physicians say?" Wen Xichi said flatly.

"This... it shouldn't be a problem. Aunt Yujie came to see it once when she went out, and she said that the lady wanted some embroidered edges and buttons from our place. She didn't say anything else. It shouldn't be very good!" Mrs. Dong said. .

Wen Xichi lowered his head, his eyes were full, no wonder the emperor left the imperial study room early these days, he should be taking care of him.

Empress Empress.

The emperor's kindness to the empress was actually in his heart all the time.

Originally thought that the emperor's kindness to the empress was nothing more than that, but the emperor has done it, and he has not drafted for so many years. There is only one empress in the harem. Even if he didn't believe it before, he no longer doubts it now.

The emperor and empress are indeed the best match.

His eyes were inexplicably sour, and his heart was empty. Actually, it wasn't this time. A long time ago, his heart was always empty, as if he had lost the most important thing.

Yes, the most important thing, he lost it, it was like losing his heart.

Sometimes he would rather not understand or remember anything, so as not to make himself so sad. In fact, that person does not belong to him in this life, and has never belonged to him. Everything he thinks is delusional. But he was still willing to watch her up close.

Everything in the dream, to him now, is his last life, and the fate between his last life and her is not shallow, but he was unable to protect her in his last life, and he originally thought that his mother would He listened to his own words and treated her kindly, but what he saw in his dream was the scene where she was kicked out by her mother after he died.

Seeing her homeless, walking in the rain in a mess, every time I think of her, I can't help but feel distressed.

How can mother do this, how can she treat her like this, she is such a weak woman, homeless, no one to rely on, how can she live, is it because she didn't live long after she died?

In the end, Wen Xichi couldn't see clearly, only a piece of rain and fog blocked his vision and all the memories of his previous life.

If he could have remembered these things earlier, or recognized some things earlier, would he have stood behind her all the time back then.

He will not help Chu Liuyue deal with her together.

If possible, he should have recognized her the first time she came to Beijing, but why, he had to wait until the end before he could figure out the so-called dream of the past and present.

Are the dreams real or fake?

He owed her, owed her a lot.

When she was seriously ill, she was the one who took care of herself, but in the end she abandoned her.

After leaving her, every time he thinks about it, his heart aches unceasingly. He can't do anything about what happened in his previous life, but can only watch. Fortunately, she finally met her lover. The emperor has been sincere to her and has been protecting her for so many years.

Even if there were people in the court who brought up the topic from time to time because she was the only person in the harem, the emperor would let people cut off the topic directly so that she would not be blamed in the slightest.

If... If in the previous life, he could protect her like this all the time, could it be that the two of them are destined to be together again in this life?

Coming out of Dieyizhai and getting into the carriage, Wen Xichi's expression was still ugly.

"My lord, should I go home now or where?" the coachman asked in a low voice outside.

Wen Xichi thought for a while and said, "Go to the embassy of the country of Ji."

"Yes, my lord!" The coachman replied, and turned around nimbly, heading towards the envoy of the State of Jai who had just entered Beijing. He was presiding over the reception of the envoys of the State of Jai who had entered Beijing in the past few days.

The empress of the country of Ji is now the queen, that is, Princess Yutao back then. Princess Yutao recruited the emperor's husband, and now she has given birth to a little prince. These days, she went to Beijing with the envoys of the country of Ji.

Just now, the envoy of the country of Jie had come to report that the little prince had fought with his highness the second prince again. Of course, the dark little prince of the country of Jie suffered a loss and was injured.

He happened to come here, so he went to have a look. Although it was a child's fight, it must be the prince of a country, and he couldn't let the little prince of the country really get hurt.

When Wen Xichi's carriage stopped at the gate of the Nation's embassy, ​​he saw another carriage.

Seeing this large carriage, Wen Xichi sighed helplessly, and stood still. It seemed that this was another troublesome matter. This kid was too smart. Although it was a good thing, the people who brought him Tired, not only tired, but also feel so tired that I almost can't teach, it's very exhausting...

Sure enough, I saw a boy with exquisite complexion coming down from the carriage. He was dressed like a child from an ordinary family. He was just a little richer, but he was extremely handsome. Under the long eyelashes, a pair of big eyes were gentle and elegant. Yu, who looked like a unparalleled young master like Yu, suddenly raised Wen Xichi's eyes, the delicate corners of his eyes, and stood still in shock.