Chapter 175

His anger shocked king an, who was marking the folds in the side hall. Yes, the emperor's memorials were all marked by others. However, he was very cunning. He didn't call one person, but three people took turns to mark the memorials. He was happy and relaxed. This king an, one of his younger brothers, looked at a very gentle person.

"Why is your majesty angry?"

Jinsheng glanced at him and said, "isn't that bitch in Lenggong?!"

Wang an smiled and said, "if you want me to say that brother Huang has a long memory for her, you should let her out..."

"How can I do that!" Jinsheng suddenly raised his voice and looked at him gloomily, "that bitch! Let her out of the court and abuse it? "

King an looked at his attitude and said with a faint smile, "Your Majesty doesn't need to be so angry. Don't you think she is beautiful when you value her? Her bastard son is not bad... "

His words made the emperor hesitant. Although he was fatuous and lecherous, there were several concubines in the harem, but he still had some sense!

Although Jin Yun said that whether his son said it or not, he still hesitated to do such a thing.

But king an said, "now the second Highness has a very high voice among the people, and the people are not clear, so they are blinded by him. Should your highness also be kind-hearted? If he is allowed to grow stronger, his Highness the great prince will succeed to the throne later, but he can't be defeated... "

"Dare he?!" Jinsheng is a little annoyed! "A singer's son, would you like to turn over the world?"

King an's eyes sparkled with a faint light. "Who said that? People are always greedy."

When Jin Yun came out, it was evening. Gong Yimo was lying alone on the wall of the cold palace, with his hands resting on his head, looking at the sunset in the sky. He had a withered grass in his mouth. There was a kind of unspeakable loneliness.

The difference between Yuheng and Dayu is not big. The sky is the same, and people are almost the same. Why does she have the feeling of homesickness?

It must be an illusion.

Jin Yun walked past, stood under the wall, sighed.

"Princess, my mother is so natural. If you have something you can't see, please be tolerant."

Gong Yimo spits out the grass in his mouth and turns his head to light and says, "what can I do for an outsider if you are dragged down

He smiled faintly, every move, it was really amazing beautiful.

"What's the drag? She is my mother and concubine. She is the most important person in my life. "

Listen to his feeling, this kind of filial piety palace with foam can not understand, just asked, "why do I see that they are very reluctant to see you? Are you not the emperor's own son? "

Speaking of this, Jin Yun's mouth is a little bitter, he said.

"When I was born, my father was very happy, because my mother was favored and my status rose. However, later, someone framed the adultery of the mother and the concubine. After thorough investigation, the man died of poisoning, and the father and the emperor were suspicious of the mother and the concubine.

Later, there was a rumor in the harem that the concubines asked me to drop blood to identify myself. Strange to say, I was clearly the father's own son, but that blood just couldn't melt together! "

With a wry smile and a few words, he summed up the turbulent and gloomy years.

"But at that time, the emperor's grandfather stood up. He believed that I was a royal heir. He also said that he had heard about it when he was young. There was also blood incompatibility between flesh and blood, so he protected me.

However, since then, the father and the emperor have been deeply suspicious of his mother and concubine. They often scold her when they have to fight. In addition, the mother and concubine She had no feelings for her father in mind, so she moved to the cold palace after the unhappy separation, and I was raised under the name of the first queen. "

Gong Yimo nodded, "I didn't expect your life experience to be so tortuous." There is not only a singer's mother who is not clear, but also a father who is not clear.

"Your grandfather is right. It's true that this kind of situation exists. And it's not like your mother and concubine will steal people." Even if there is such a heart, there must be no such courage!

She said that Jin Yun was chatting up on his face. He came up and tried hard. He even climbed up the wall and sat beside her.

It's OK to practice dancing all the year round.

He smiled, "you don't have to sympathize with me. I'm lucky. The queen has no children, so she takes good care of me. My mother and concubine can live a better life. Unfortunately, she died early, and some people are cheap."

Some of the people he said were probably queens now.

Gong Yimo looked at his dazzling face and said, "your dance is taught by your mother and princess?"

He nodded shyly. "After my death, my situation became difficult. Other brothers pushed me out and scolded me. So I had to hide in the cold palace.

And the mother She is naive and has limited knowledge. When I was a child, I was always weak and sick. The mother said that she practiced dancing since she was a child. She never had a cold and cold. So when she practiced dancing in the yard, she took me with her, slowly I even practiced it. "

When it comes to this, he smiled lightly, and felt satisfied while making some self mockery. Maybe in his childhood, the time when he hid in the cold palace to practice dancing was also one of the few happy times in his life."Then, why do you want to incarnate the singer Jing Yun?"

This is the most incomprehensible thing for Gong Yimo. In Jin Yun, she can't see a little pride of the emperor's son. He is like a beautiful wild grass. He can not only lay down his body to earn money, but also abandon his identity as a man to be the least popular singer. This is beyond consideration in ancient times.

Jin Yun is even more embarrassed when he hears the words. He has a faint blush on his face, which is a little touching, which makes the clouds and clouds in the sky pale.

He sighed softly, as if he didn't care, as if he cared.

"Because I'm really short of money. My father doesn't care about me. He lets me live and die. My brother pushes me out. Palace people look down on me. Only money can make me survive better.

As a singer, I can not only earn money and make my mother and concubine feel more comfortable in the cold palace, but also have the spare power to help the poor people in general and to listen to the news and know the world's trend. I don't care about it for a long time. "

"I don't care if I abandon a man?"

Gong Yimo's words hurt him and made his face stiff for a moment. For a long time, he slowly breathed out a breath.

"I don't care."

He turned his head and looked at Gong Yimo. His beautiful eyes seemed to be full of stars.

"In this world, except death, it's all small things."

Then he looked up to the sky, with an indomitable will and yearning.

"And to live is not only for one purpose? Then I want to live well And live on. "

Looking at his slightly raised side face, he is such a person, obviously very bitter, but still hope to be positive, obviously very tired, but still able to take care of his mother and some poor people.

Gong Yimo suddenly feels that this is the birth of xiangyuxinsheng He is the most beautiful woman in the world. He deserves his name.