OBS Chapter 377 Singing
Chapter 377 Singing
Imperial Concubine Jiang sighed. She was doing this for the Second Prince, and he was doing this for her. In this deep palace, how many people could truly live as they wished?
Lan Qingwu later learned that the Second Prince had also left the palace with the Sixth Prince. A few days later, Lan Qingwu had Concubine Jiang released from her confinement, and on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month, when she visited Fengqi Palace to pay her respects, the harem's concubines could once again see Concubine Jiang.
Empress Dowager Li had been ill all the time, but on weekdays she would kneel upright in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, chanting scriptures and praying for blessings, regardless of her health.
As a result, Empress Dowager Li's health condition deteriorated.
Lan Qingwu couldn't help but frown every time he returned from the Cining Palace. This was especially true on this day when Princess Mingzhu was also there. The tense atmosphere between the two was palpable to Emperor Shenwu and his Grand Consort.
Emperor Shenwu couldn't help but look at Princess Mingzhu with a serious look in his eyes.
The eldest son-in-law was caught by the cold gaze of Emperor Shenwu, and felt his hairs stand up one by one.
After returning to the princess's residence, the eldest son-in-law finally couldn't help but ask bluntly, "Princess, why are you so cold to the Empress? I'm afraid my father has seen it today. What's the point of this?"
Princess Mingzhu, however, rarely turned her face cold towards the Grand Consort: "What, Grand Consort wants to speak for her too?" The Grand Consort's forehead veins jumped, "Princess, what are you talking about? Mother is the Empress, we can't do this! Besides, this dynasty does not restrict Grand Consorts from serving as civil officials or military officers. Princess, I still want to do a good job in the previous dynasty and realize my ambitions. If you do this, I'm afraid my father will suppress me!"
Princess Mingzhu said coldly, "The Queen is not virtuous or kind. Father will find out sooner or later that my mother is someone else, and it's not her!"
The eldest son-in-law was puzzled and said, "Princess, the Empress is a virtuous woman with high moral character. She has no grudge against you. She has never even met your biological mother. This minister really cannot understand."
Princess Mingzhu refused to say anything more, but she lowered her head, turned her head away and refused to say another word.
The eldest son-in-law was a man of real substance. When he saw Princess Mingzhu's expression, he knew that he could not ask any more questions, so he shook his head secretly and walked out of the room.
Lan Qingwu learned from Ruping that Jiang Yuxian was sent back to the temple to recuperate by her father, the head of the Jiang family. She frowned and said nothing.
The Sixth Prince had only been away for a few days, and Lan Qingwu had already begun to miss him. Therefore, she was even more withdrawn towards the Shenwu Emperor.
That morning, facing the morning dew, Lan Qingwu quietly walked out of Fengqi Palace before the first rays of sunlight appeared. There was no one around her, even Ruping had been ordered by Lan Qingwu to go out and pick flower petals.
Lan Qingwu found a flower forest, where purple and pink petals were falling like snow. Lan Qingwu sat comfortably on the trunk of a flower tree and sang a song.
The singing was beautiful and pure, easily penetrating the quiet morning.
In my arms
in your eyes
There the spring breeze is intoxicating
There is green grass
Moonlight Love
Sprinkled all over the lake
Bonfire for two
Light up the whole night
how many years later
Wandering like a cloud
The changing steps
It's hard for us to hold hands
This life
How many of you and I
engulfed in a moonlit night
I long for one day
The past is back
we linger
On the shores of Lake Baikal
how many years later
The past goes with the clouds
The flying snow
Can't tolerate that tenderness
This life
This is too little time
Not enough to prove the affection of melting ice and snow
how many years later
The past goes with the clouds
The flying snow
Can't tolerate that tenderness
This life
This is too little time
Not enough to prove the affection of melting ice and snow
Just one day
You suddenly appeared
You are clear and mysterious
On the shores of Lake Baikal
You are clear and mysterious
Like Lake Baikal
From Li Jian's "On the Shore of Lake Baikal"
When Lan Qingwu gently opened her watery eyes, she found Emperor Shenwu standing quietly not far away.
Lan Qingwu opened his eyes wide and looked at Emperor Shenwu, as if he didn't understand how he had caught up with her here.
Emperor Shenwu walked over to Lan Qingwu and sat down next to her. "Every time I hear Ruo Ruo sing, the sound lingers in my ears for three days. It's truly amazing!"
Lan Qingwu whispered, "Your Majesty, why... is he here?"
Emperor Shenwu recalled: "When I was in the palace, I noticed that sometimes in the early morning, Weiwei was like a spirit without any burdens. He would always avoid everyone and stay alone for a while."