klisemfg Chapter 1433
Chapter 1433
Chapter 1433
Shi Anxia's heart is still as calm as water, but she has engraved Cen Yuan into the depths of her memory bit by bit.
The last time she woke up from a long coma, everyone heard her call out "Husband".
She knew that calling him "husband" and "Qingyu" were different, but what did it matter?
My husband and Qingyu are the same person! Shi Anxia didn't dwell on this matter, but carefully engraved Cen Yuan into her heart.
In this respect, Ming Zhao and Shi Anxia are the same.
She knew very well that Ma Chuyi married her not because he loved her, but because he was of marriageable age.
But she actually loved him. From the grace of saving her life, to the conversations with him step by step, from the sweet-scented osmanthus in Jiangcheng to the lonely smoke in the desert at the border.
For the first time, I had the idea of spending my life with a man. So I first got close to him, got to know him, learned what he liked, and felt the scenery he experienced.
Only in this way can we deserve the word "love".
Both girls worked hard on the word "love". In fact, there was another person who also worked hard.
That was Shi Anxia’s mother, Tang Chujun.
She thought her life would end like this. But who knew that things would take a turn for the better. Not only did she have a son and a daughter, she also learned about Emperor Mingde's feelings.
She wrote on a piece of paper: Three years is the time it takes for a flower to bloom.
Her poems are different from traditional five- and seven-character poems. They are more like conversations, using plain language to form sentences of varying lengths.
Like poetry, and like prose.
Tang Chujun was gifted, and she was able to speak eloquently and occasionally show her talent when she was young. However, Zhu's suppression and her father's indifference gradually made her lose herself, and she was in a state of panic and helplessness all day long, and thus lost this skill.
Now it was different. She was the eyes and ears of Emperor Mingde, and she had to see the sun, the moon, and the people for the emperor, understand the sufferings of the people, and protect the great country.
My horizons and mind gradually broadened. The broader they were, the more I liked reading; the more I read, the more inspiration I gained, and the things I wrote were no longer the trivial love songs of the women in the harem, but had a hint of unrestrained and uninhibited charm.
Tang Chujun was like a newborn child, eager to learn and write. Along the way, he saved a thick stack of manuscripts.
She wrote letters to Emperor Mingde every three to five days, sending them to the capital through a special channel for imperial letters. But she never sent the manuscripts to Emperor Mingde for review.
I have been organizing it these past few days, like a student presenting it to a teacher for review. With a nervous mood, I handed the manuscript to Eunuch Qi to take it back.
Eunuch Qi stayed for a few days and was about to set off back to Beijing.
Bei Hui bought a lot of things for Eunuch Qi in Jiangcheng, big bags and small bags, big boxes and small boxes, all of which were food, daily necessities and toys.
Eunuch Qi looked at the boxes full of things and smiled, "It's really different to have a daughter!"
It’s great to have someone who cares about you wherever you go.
He stuffed another stack of silver bills into Bei Hui's pocket, but Bei Hui refused them.
Eunuch Qi was angry, "You don't want what Daddy gave you! Then I don't want the things you bought me either!"
Bei Hui saw that he was quite childish and smiled helplessly, "Godfather, the silver you gave me is enough. I can't spend it all."
Eunuch Qi said confidently, "Silly girl, how can you complain about having too much silver? Isn't my silver your silver? Take it, take it!"
Bei Hui had no choice but to put away the banknote.
Eunuch Qi's anger turned into joy, and he whispered, "You, go back to the capital tomorrow and look for a house and buy it. If the money is not enough, I will make up for it for you."