"Emperor, what are you going to do with Murong?" Wen Wanqing pondered a little, and then blurted out.
But xuanjue interrupted, "don't worry about this. There are two days left. Xuanqing won't go to school these two days. She will cultivate herself in the palace. Mother Kong has done almost everything about the Palace Banquet. I will let her come back!"
"Yes, Emperor!" Wen Wanqing had no choice but to respond to xuanjue's obstinacy. She only took a look at Xuanqing lying on the couch. After all, she sighed. She still didn't protect Xuanqing well, otherwise, such things would not have happened.
After everything was done, Taifu and Jiang Taiyi retired.
Xuanjue still stayed in Kunning palace. Seeing that he didn't leave, wenwanqing raised his head and looked at him: "is the emperor's Government finished? It seems that it's the end of the year, and there's something like this. I'm really incompetent!"
Xuanjue held Wen Wanqing's face and said, "I don't blame you for this. I miss Murong Yan for giving birth to a prince for me. I feel grateful for her love, but I connive at the people in Murong mansion who are so rampant. If they are peaceful, I won't do it!"
"But, Qing'er, will he blame his concubine and the emperor? After all, that's his grandfather's home!" Wen Wanqing leaned on xuanjue's shoulder and asked.
Xuanjue's eyes contained a touch of firmness: "in the royal family, some things must be faced. After this, he should understand that some people, even if they are related by blood, are not relatives, but some people, even if they are not related by blood, are real relatives. He should know who is good or bad to him, instead of blindly listening to others I don't think I can trust him to take care of the country in the future. "
"Emperor, these words are serious. Xuanqing is still young. How can he understand these? Let Taifu teach him in the future!" In a low voice.
Xuanjue rejected Wen Wanqing's words: "in this palace, if you don't grow up and rely on others to protect you, then he doesn't deserve to be my son!"
"The emperor!" Wen Wanqing put his hand on xuanjue's chest. "You can say that. You don't care about Xuanqing, but why do you want to send a secret guard to protect him? You are a knife mouth and a tofu heart. Xuanqing will hate you in the future."
Xuanjue suddenly caught Wen Wanqing's hand, "if he wants to hate me, he will hate me. I have you enough!"
"The emperor!" Wen Wanqing's eyes were slightly red.
Xuanqing was lying on the couch with tears in the corner of her eyes.
Suddenly, a wonderful voice came from the outer Hall: "emperor, empress, the medicine has been boiled. Do you want to send it in?"
As soon as he heard that the medicine had been boiled, Wen Wanqing immediately broke away from xuanjue's arms, straightened out his skirt, and whispered, "send it in!" Then he turned around and looked at Xuanqing lying on the couch. He whispered in Xuanqing's ear: "Qing'er, wake up, wake up!"
Xuanqing had been awake for a long time. The son pretended that he had just woken up and said in a low voice, "empress, empress --"
Wen Wanqing said with a smile, "Empress is here. Qing'er, get up and drink the medicine!" Having said that, he asked Miaoling to pass the medicine to Xuanqing and feed him in person.
However, Xuanqing's actions were not in xuanjue's eyes, because xuanjue's eyes were too hot, which made Xuanqing feel guilty. Even if he did not look too far away, he would not look at him.
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