I was reborn by the emperor

Xu Lianlang glanced at the flickering candles, shed tears all over the lamps, she didn't know how late the night was, it must be very late, she wasn't sure how long Lu Jieming would be staying, so she got up to find a new candle , the wick ignited, and blew out the candle that burned almost to the bottom.

"Master Dou is the first son of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. I can't do it just because of this. Jieming, marriage must always be based on the right family."

"As you said, Mr. Dou is young and promising, with great talent, so many noble ladies are vying for the role, where will it be my turn."

She didn't know how to express it more clearly, and wanted to quote from many sources, but the only thing in her mind was the fictional story in the book, she had no choice but to say: "Jie Ming, the prince and the princess, this is a match."

Xu Lianlang lowered his eyes, folded his hands, and his fingertips sank into the thin skin on the back of his hands, leaving a deep half-bud-shaped white mark.

Lu Jieming didn't talk to him. After a while, he suddenly heard a few cold sneers, "My sister will be worthy."

It was a very light sentence, but the wording was very clear. His eyes flickered slightly, and his sharp tongue was exposed like a poisonous tongue. "What about the son of the Duke of Zhenguo? It won't be long before the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion will only win over my sister."

Under the light of the candlelight, his figure was lonely and resolute, and the depth of the corners of his eyes and eyebrows seemed to be stained with the arrogance of an angry horse in fresh clothes.

He seldom expresses his ambition in such a wanton way. He has some stubbornness and arrogance, but his ambition is never for a high position, let alone for weight.

The initial choice to return to the palace was also for her.

Xu Lianlang's fall into the lake that year was a wound in his heart that would never heal. It was icy and snowy, the snow was vast, and the icy lake was so bitter that he couldn't even invite a doctor.

Only the supremacy, only the high position and weight, can protect what one wants to protect, and can keep what one wants to keep.

What the Tai Tuo said back then still echoed in my ears:

"Your Highness, only when you are strong can you protect the person you want to protect."

He worked hard and fought for power and profit, but only for Xu Lianlang. She had suffered too much in Shuyun Pavilion with him, and his heart ached. He couldn't bear it anymore. He wanted to give her the best thing in the world.

Only by becoming the monarch of this world can he afford it.

So what about the Duke of Zhen's mansion, the whole world will be Xu Lianlang's dowry, the dowry he wants to give her.

He has never been a young man under the willow tree in the warm spring sun, only the dark and damp sewage ditch can be his habitat, the narrow sky and the narrow light are all given by Xu Lianlang.

His pupils slowly narrowed, but his eyes softened, "If my sister likes it, no matter who it is, I can grab it and make him willing. I am grateful to Dade for being my brother-in-law."

Xu Lianlang stared at him blankly, and the young man's bold words were more like whispers. She saw him gather his robes and approach her, "Sister, my only long-cherished wish in this life is that you live well."

Her heart was sore, the mist in her almond eyes slowly leaked out, and the thick long eyelashes closed on her lower eyelids.

The thick night paralyzed one's nerves, and those defenses during the day were easily swallowed up. He took off his mask in front of outsiders, and under the heavy makeup, he put up the body of a well-behaved brother. He tried his best to hold back his voice, imitating his younger brother's tone to cover up his heart.

He didn't know when the crimson sachet fell out, and even when he stepped under the shoe, his eyes were full of Xu Lianlang, and he frantically wiped her tears.

Her sister is always too soft-hearted, a few words like this can make you cry hard.

Her baby, what should I do if I get cheated by another man in the future.

Lu Jieming bowed his back and wiped away her tears. Sometimes he couldn't understand why such beautiful eyes could make him feel so distressed when he shed tears.

She said that she couldn't tell whether she was in love with her or dependent on her, and was addicted to her because she hadn't seen the outside world.

But, what to do, he is willing to paint the ground as a prison and trap himself inside. The outside world is not good, and a place without her is not good.

Whether it is love or dependence, there is no need to distinguish, he just loves her.

There are several forms of love. He loves her and relies on her.

He restrained himself from hugging her, even if it was a proper little brother's hug, he didn't give it. He just said slowly and firmly, "Sister, wait for me, it will get better."

There won't be so many obstacles, there won't be so many barriers, and he can give her everything he has without any scruples.

The emperor grabbed his own weakness, and he wanted to wrap this weakness with thick flesh and blood.

No one can hurt her, including himself.

The smell of the young man was close to Chi Chi, Xu Lianlang couldn't stop crying, sometimes the point of crying was so inexplicable, maybe it was because of the repayment of his words for so many years of care, or maybe it was because of his sudden The alienation has finally turned around. In short, the child she raised still has her in his heart.

She clenched her teeth so as not to let the sobs leak out, and after a while of sore nose, she said intermittently: "Lu Jieming, what you are doing now, is it what you want to do?"

This question has been held in my heart for a long time.

She has a delicate mind and observes words and demeanor. She was thinking a long time ago that her little prince was not greedy for wealth and power, but why did he want to go back to the palace?

Today, in his words and deeds, she seemed to be enlightened. Under the terrible power struggle, she only hoped that Lu Jieming would be a happy silly boy, who could be poor and live without rice, but not like the current situation. , always on tenterhooks.

"I don't want the wealth and wealth that you promised me. I don't want it. You want me to live well, and I want you to live well."

A long time ago, Xu Lianlang was practicing what he said. For his well-being, she stayed in Shuyun Pavilion.

During those poor days, her only support was that with her around, at least His Highness the Seventh Prince would not be so hard to endure.

Her eyes were shining brightly, Lu Jieming couldn't help it anymore, finally lost his mind, and pulled her into his arms, her soft hair rubbed against his chin, he only said softly, "Fool , Xu Lianlang, you fool."

The voice was too soft, and disappeared into the air along with the faint blue smoke from the extinguished candle, leaving only a few faint smells.

In the next few days, Lu Jieming got busy, Xu Lianlang didn't see him very often, he often went out early in the morning, and only came back late at night with the frost on his shoulders.

During the period, Shu and the princess also came several times, and each time there was a huge crowd, a mighty group of servant girls rushed to nothing, stomped their feet and left.

This year has been full of chaos, but Xu Lianlang has gained a few pounds.

After Lu Jieming came back, the food in the palace improved a lot, and Si'er followed her as always, which made Xu Lianlang very embarrassed, as if he was her servant.

Xu Lianlang said it several times, but Si'er insisted that it was arranged by Lu Jieming.

"If the girl is unwilling, my reward for this month will be gone. Girl, please pity me."

When Si'er said this, the look of drooping eyes was very gratifying. He held a lunch box and plates of cabbage for her, and whispered that he stole it from His Highness. Who can stop the appetite, so Xu Lianlang just gave up. up.

In fact, it was mainly because she never saw Lu Jieming until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lu Jieming went back to the Rehe Palace and specially invited Xu Lianlang to go with him.

Shu and the Princess, wearing a thin purple-pink spring shirt, tugged at Lu Jieming's sleeve and wanted to go together.

The small wind was blowing, Xu Lianlang felt cold just looking at it, and it gave her goose bumps all over her body.

Lu Jieming was not in a good mood, he turned his hand away with a cold face, "Shoyun Pavilion is dirty and broken, the daughter of the Princess, it is not suitable to set foot here."

Shu and the princess's childlike heart, patted his chest to assure, with a look that I would not dislike it, "I just want to see the environment you grew up in. I don't think it's dirty."

The little girl had a delicate and pretty voice, and she blurted out the words, followed by the mother-in-law who was sweating. Your Highness can say that the Tower of Clouds is not good, but you can't.

Besides, His Majesty has always said that Concubine Rong is recuperating in Shuoyun Pavilion, since it is the place where concubines rest, even if it is really dross, it must not be said.

The nanny kept pulling her from behind, but Shu and the princess were unmoved, they just rolled their eyes and pointed at Xu Lianlang with their fingertips, "You didn't take me, but you took her?"

Her eyes widened, and the hostility in them was palpable.

Women are extremely sensitive and suspicious creatures. Even though Lu Jieming showed no concern for Xu Lianlang in every way, once those eyes glide over Xu Lianlang, the momentary change can be caught.

That being the case, Shuhe Princess should also know that this woman is not easy to touch.

It's a pity that she was really spoiled, and Lu Jieming would not spoil her.

Lu Jieming's voice became more intense, leaving her with a thin and tall back, "Si Er, let's set off."

He was even lazy to tell her more.

Lu Jieming did not share the same carriage with Xu Lianlang, and Sier followed Lu Jieming, worried, "Your Highness will bring Miss Xu back together today, in case Lord Long Live finds out?"

Si'er certainly understands this kind of thing, taking care of Miss Xu, His Royal Highness has been refusing to come forward, just to keep the emperor's attention away from Miss Xu.

Now that Shu and the Princess are making such a fuss, there is no guarantee that the previous efforts will not be in vain.

"Father already knew about it a long time ago. He sent people to watch my every move, and returned to Yunge without my sister, which made him suspicious."

Excessive alienation and excessive avoidance will only make the royal father jealous.

Back to the Rehe Palace, if he didn't bring Xu Lianlang with him, the traces of doing it would be too obvious.

The two carriages drove side by side, but when they arrived at the Rehe Palace, they parted ways. Si'er got into Xu Lianlang's carriage and followed Xu Lianlang to other places.

Xu Lianlang went to see Rong Zhao.

She didn't have any objection to Lu Jieming's arrangement. After walking for a long time, she missed Rong Zhao the most, that soft and sticky little dumpling.

Rong Zhao and her brother are somewhat similar, but compared to her brother's boyish innocence, the little girl is very soft, and she loves to smile when she sees everyone.

She did care a little bit about the Suoyun Pavilion where Concubine Rong lived, but it was only a little bit.

It's not that Xu Lianlang still cared about what Concubine Rong said before and didn't want to set foot there, she just felt that the mother and son should spend some time alone.

Moreover, Lu Jieming's face was solemn, and Xu Lianlang consciously avoided the slightest smile along the way.

Rong Zhao has grown up very quickly during this time, the little girl is soft and sticky holding a brush to practice calligraphy, the handwriting is crooked, the braids of the horns are bumpy, and the nurse Zhang who guards her is illiterate and can't help her What.

Fortunately, Lu Jie Ming Yueyue sent someone to bring her some book notes, Xu Lianlang flipped through those notes, almost all of them were in his own handwriting, for this sister, he copied every word by himself.

Everyone can see how busy he is, and he is willing to spend so much time on his half-sister.

Rong Zhao held Xu Lianlang's neck and listened to her pointing out the mistakes in writing for him. After a long while, the little girl blinked her big eyes and muttered, "Why didn't brother come to see Zhao'er. Brother still doesn't want Zhao'er anymore."

The childish brows and eyes are very innocent, and there is mist in the eyes. The girl's voice is always higher and thinner. Such coquettishness has a tone of voice, which always sounds a little bit of complaining.

Rong Zhao's birth was a disaster. Anyone could complain, but she couldn't. Before she could finish her sentence, Mammy Zhang covered her mouth.

She dragged Rong Zhao up, and scolded, "Zhaoer, Your Highness is very busy, I saw you a few years ago, you can't be greedy, you know."

After all, she was just a child, and after a few harsh words, the little girl stood alone, with tears rolling in her eyes, and most of her long and dense eyelashes were wet.

Xu Lianlang took Rong Zhao into his arms, and gently patted her on the back to comfort her, "Sister, don't do this."

She wiped away Rong Zhao's tears with her fingertips, "Don't cry, don't cry, the girl's tears are very precious, if you cry too much, you will be ugly."

She made a funny face to tease her, "Don't cry, don't cry, tears are like pearls, the more you cry, the more you look like a pig."

Rong Zhao laughed through tears, buried his little head in her embrace, twitching, aggrieved and refused to be hugged by Nanny Zhang.

Xu Lianlang rubbed her hair with a smile, "Okay, okay, sister, give me another hug, be good and wipe away your tears."

Nanny Zhang bowed her back and explained, "Miss Xu doesn't know something. If His Highness didn't remember it, how could we, grandpa and grandson, survive so easily?"

There was something in Zhang Nanny's words, Xu Lianlang intuitively felt that it was related to Concubine Rong, and after asking Si'er to coax the little girl to play, he dragged Zhang Nanny into the house.

The author has something to say: "Sister" is called from the mouth, "Baby" is called from the heart