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So, the emperor reiterated the matter of abolishing the prince and making the heroine the queen, but was rejected by the kind heroine again.
Not long after, the prince fell off his horse in order to save the child of the hostess in the autumn hunting, and was trampled by the horse and broke his leg.
He was physically disabled and naturally could not be the prince again. The emperor not only did not pity him and comfort him, but couldn't wait to abolish his crown prince position, and named him Prince An and ordered him to leave the palace and build a mansion. Afterwards, he happily made the daughter of the heroine the crown prince, and named the heroine the queen.
King An was abolished from the crown prince position, and he was lame in one foot. The hostess tried several times to reopen his heart, but failed. The emperor knew about this and ordered her to leave the weak coward. The hostess sighed and let go.
Gradually, King An faded from sight and was forgotten by everyone.
No one remembers that there was ever a virtuous queen.
The male and female protagonists love each other, and the newly established prince is smart and polite, and no one in the court does not praise him.
After the kind and sincere heroine traveled through ancient times, she eventually became a winner in life by virtue of her non-competition and robbing, and being kind to others.
This is a truly poignant, touching, and tear-jerking love story.
If she wasn't the queen who died and gave way, her husband wasn't the male protagonist who spoke to her affectionately, and her son wasn't the lame prince who was thrown away after being used, the story might be even more touching.
After the memory was over, Shaoyin's eyes flashed with anger quickly.
Every time recall the plot, get annoyed.
Fortunately it will end soon.
She raised her eyes, looked through the rolling sedan curtains, and looked at the top of the red wall and golden tiles outside.
It was a clear blue sky, cloudless, without the slightest flaw, like a clear sapphire, beautiful and pure.
Such good weather.
For something good to happen.
Going around the palaces, passing through half of the palaces, and finally arriving at the Star Picking Platform.
The star-picking platform is nearly 20 meters high. It was originally built by the late emperor to please a concubine. After the emperor returned to the sky, there was no more romantic act of raising his hand to reach the stars.
Shaoyin supported the hand of the big palace maid Lvyi and went up the steps.
In the afternoon, the light was warm and there was no wind. She climbed up the platform nearly 20 meters in one breath, feeling a little warm all over.
Holding her green hand, she walked towards the young handsome man sitting elegantly in the Taixie.
"emperor."
Luo Xuanmo, the emperor of the Daliang Kingdom, was 24 this year.
Sitting in the pavilion at the moment, holding a cup of tea at will, he looks imposing and heroic.
"The queen is here." He looked up, his sharp eyebrows turned instantly, and a tender smile appeared, "Come, come to me."
Shao Yin let go of Lu Yi's hand and walked towards him.
Kneel and sit on the futon opposite the man.
Lu Yi rolled her sleeves and held a pot, filling the white jade cup in front of her with green tea soup.
"Retreat." Luo Xuanmo waved to her.
Lvyi got up and saluted: "Yes, the slaves retire."
He retreated to the outside of the pavilion, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, waiting for the dispatch.
Unexpectedly, Luo Xuanmo frowned and looked at the palace people who followed Shaoyin and said: "All go down, you don't need to be here, I and the queen are leisurely and elegant, don't disturb the interest."
Shaoyin looked at him unexpectedly, raised her brows slightly to suppress the waves in her eyes, and signaled Lvyi and others to step back.
"Why is the emperor so leisurely and elegant today?"
Luo Xuanmo looked at his queen. She has a dignified and soft face, and her eyes are as bright as autumn water, which makes people can't help but let their guard down.
"Since I ascended the throne, I have been immersed in complicated palace affairs every day, and I haven't enjoyed such tranquility for a long time." He sighed, "I have only been on the throne for two years, and it feels like ten or eight years have passed."
Shaoyin smiled softly: "The emperor misses the old days?"
"I miss it very much." He nodded sincerely, "There is nothing wrong with being a prince, but being pushed to this position is really..."
He put his forehead on his hand, showing his head and smiling in pain.
Shaoyin's expression did not change, and she took a sip of tea calmly.
Oh, isn't this hypocritical?
At that time, he was sincere in every possible way, begging to marry the daughter of the great general and the niece of the senior scholar Wenyuange, and won continuous support. Only then could he secretly get rid of the prince and the third prince, so much so that among the grown-up brothers. There was no one who could rival again, and was appointed as the heir by the late emperor.
Now he says he regrets it?
Bitch is hypocritical.
"For the sake of the people of the world, the emperor should work harder." Shaoyin's face was gentle, and the corners of his mouth even contained shallow pity.
Her character is a gentle, courteous and frugal queen.
Luo Xuanmo couldn't help but move when he saw it in his eyes, his chest heaving a little violently, he was about to clench her palm tightly, but as if he had thought of something, his expression darkened instantly, and he let out a deep voice: "Humph!"
Shaoyin was surprised: "Your Majesty?"
Luo Xuanmo pursed her thin lips tightly, her complexion falling.
Suddenly, he got up and walked outside the terrace, striding fast, and walked straight to the edge of the high platform.
With his hands behind his back, he looked up into the distance, leaving behind an ambitious and aspirational back.
Shaoyin didn't know what big cloves of garlic he suddenly put on, but when he got up, she couldn't sit anymore.
He got up and walked slowly to his side.
"What's wrong with the emperor?" She asked with concern.
Luo Xuanmo looked at the open distance, and put the magnificent palaces in his eyes, with a gloomy face: "Isn't it those old people?"
There was a bit of annoyance on his handsome face: "I bullied me soon after I ascended the throne, I have no power in my hands, and I perfunctory everywhere!"
The tone was full of disgust, and even the hands behind him were tightly clenched into fists, looking resentful.
Shao Yin glanced at him.
"Don't be impatient, Your Majesty, wait, it will get better." She persuaded indifferently.
"I want to weaken the power of the family and the local military power!" Luo Xuanmo's face was tense, his tone was dissatisfied, and he was obviously very anxious, "It's a pity, there is no reason!"