V2.Chapter 411

Today is the first day of junior high school. Many pilgrims come to the Dazhen temple to offer incense.

There are also distinguished guests coming to the living room of Dazhen Temple today.

"Madam, the emperor has come to see you." Zheng Gonggong respectfully went to Miaoxiang's aunt and said softly.

Miaoxiang gently stood up, walked to a clean room, facing the man standing in the yard: "Miaoxiang has seen the emperor, the emperor Wanfu."

The emperor turned slightly.

She was wearing a turquoise hat and an ill fitting Turquoise robe.

Even so, Su Huang looked at the past and felt that she was beautiful and had a pure air that did not belong to the imperial palace.

An Rong, his childhood sweetheart.

They grew up together, read and read together.

He is an unpopular prince. She is a beloved daughter of an family.

When did their relationship become what it is now.

It seems that after his edict to demote her family to the bitter and cold land of Northern Xinjiang, she was so depressed that she didn't even want to manage with her son any more, just wanted to become a monk.

The last time I saw her was at the Mid Autumn Festival dinner party three years ago. When Su Yuzhe returned to Beijing, he ordered her to enter the palace to attend the Mid Autumn Festival dinner.

He looked at her drooping eyes and felt guilty.

"Rong'er, you and I don't need to be like this." The emperor came and took her hand.

An Rong gently moved his hand: "emperor, there is no rong'er here, only Miaoxiang is alone. I don't know if the emperor summoned Miaoxiang, but something happened?"

Looking at the way she drew the line with him, the emperor was slightly uncomfortable.

He sighed: "you don't recognize yourself and don't want to recognize me. You really intend to die in this temple. Yu Zhe has reached the age of getting married. I have pointed out to him that the granddaughter of Taifu's family is the princess. Six months later, you are his mother's concubine, so big things should be known."

Miaoxiang's expression did not move: "these common affairs, the emperor's arrangement is good, Miaoxiang is a monk now, do not want to interfere with these common affairs."

"Rong'er, I know you are still angry with me, but do you know that I have been living a hard life these years." There was depression in the voice of the emperor.

The beloved woman pushes him away, this kind of feeling is really not very good.

Miaoxiang did not move.

As if everything the emperor said had nothing to do with her.

"If there's nothing else, I'll give you back."

"Rong'er, you..." The emperor looked at her with a pure heart and few desires. He really didn't know what to say.

He has come to see her in person. What else can she do.

It's hard to ask him to invite her back.

"The emperor." Zheng Gonggong stood at the door in a panic.

Duke Zheng took a look at Miaoxiang and did not open his mouth.

"If I ask you to say it, you can say it."

"Emperor, just now a man was shouting in the front yard to find the lady and told them that she was his best friend."

"What?" There was anger in the eyes of the Soviet Emperor: "bring people up."

A middle-aged man in gorgeous brocade was brought up.

The middle-aged man seems to be drunk, drunk eyes hazy, do not know the man in front of him, just saw the wonderful fragrance.

As soon as he saw Miao Xiang, he rushed over: "rong'er, rong'er, I want to die of you. Let me kiss you quickly."

Miaoxiang saw that he was about to pounce on him and stepped back a few steps.

The man threw himself into the air and was quite angry: "an Rong, you stinky woman, do you think you are a lady or who? Now you are not as good as a brothel woman. What are you still doing here? " Say again to its show maliciously smile: "allow son, let cousin good love you."

The Soviet emperor kicked him to the ground.

the middle-aged man really drank too much. He looked at the man in front of him and was furious: "Anrong, good, how dare you hide a wild man here. I have seen you are a woman who is unwilling to be silent. I must be more than one."

"Who is he?" The emperor looked at the man on the ground with red eyes.

Miao Xiang closed her eyes and opened her eyes slowly: "it's just a pilgrim."

"He knows your name."

Eighteen years. She's been here for eighteen years.

In the capital city, I'm afraid no one knows what her original name is. However, the man in front of her knows it and says that she has an affair with rong'er.

"And who are you?" The middle-aged man stood up from the ground.

The middle-aged man, Lu Biao, is the son of Anrong's mother's cousin, so she and he are cousins.

This man has been entangled with her since three days ago, and her words are more shameful.

"Others ask who I am. Duke Zheng, tell him who I am." In the eyes of the Soviet emperor, there was a sense of killing.

Such a man also deserves to be called rong'er's real name. He died ten thousand times without pity.

The man's face turned white when he heard me spit out of his mouth."I've met the emperor. The emperor, I didn't mean to offend the emperor. I just wanted to come and see rong'er for a long time."

"Rong'er is what you call it. Duke Zheng, this man dares to slander the imperial concubine and cut it off." Su Huang was really angry.

"Rong'er, rong'er, help." Lu Biao was frightened and looked like a native: "rong'er, please help me."

Miao Xiang put his hands together and said softly that it was Amitabha.

Lubao was pulled down.

The Soviet emperor's eyes were fixed on Miaoxiang.

"Rong'er, tell me if you want to return to the secular world and live an ordinary life like an ordinary woman." Su Huang was really angry.

He didn't let her call her rong'er, but he heard her name from another man's mouth.

Look at this man's appearance, it is obviously not the first time to break into here. What does she want to do? If you want to give him a big green hat.

She was his life, and so was her death.

No matter she turns into an uncle or a royal concubine, she is his woman.

"Emperor, the people have been dealt with." Zheng Gonggong stepped forward carefully.

The emperor is in a rage. He is careful when he talks and does things. If he is the chief manager of Taiji hall, he will lose his head.

Miaoxiang was standing there with a pure heart and few desires.

The emperor of the Soviet Union was so angry that he issued a decree: "dress up the imperial concubine and restore her position as a lady. The grand wedding of the third prince is handled by the empress."

After saying that, no matter what kind of look Miaoxiang is, she leaves with great strides.

Miaoxiang closed her eyes, and a tear was slowly oozing out of the corner of her eyes.

Unfortunately, the emperor could not see it. If he saw it, he would regret it and be soft hearted.

Zheng Gonggong carefully advised: "Niangniang, the emperor has been thinking about you. The emperor's painstaking efforts hope you can understand. The old slave congratulates the empress first."

He took a step and turned back: "Niang, I don't know what you think, but you have to think about the third prince. The third prince is helpless in the capital city. If you are the biological mother of the third prince, if you are in a high position, it is not a talisman for the third prince."

The empress of the imperial concubine has a high disposition and a stubborn disposition. As the chief manager, he always has to persuade the emperor. The emperor is happy. He is a good servant. If the emperor is not happy, he has to be careful.

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