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    Shen Miao thought that when she knew the ending of these two people, she would definitely shout happily, but at this moment, she didn't feel much in her heart.  It seems that he just did what he should do, but no longer takes revenge as his responsibility for the rest of his life.

    Because, she looked at her belly, she has more important possessions, and the present.

    Trapped in the shackles of hatred, the only one who can't get out in the end is himself.  But Xie Jing Xing and this child finally made her come out of that long nightmare.  The longer a person lives, the more peaceful his heart will be.  She finally did the last thing she could do for Fu Ming and Wan Yu.  In her current life, she had to live a good life.

    Luo Tan was looking at the flowers outside, and said: "The lotus is really beautiful, little cousin, let's go for a walk later."

    Shen Miao nodded.

    The lotus is very good, Empress Xiande likes to see lotus the most.

    Emperor Yong Le's body was getting worse day by day.

    The imperial edict of succession has been discussed in private with Emperor Yong Le's confidant ministers.  Emperor Yong Le did not hide his condition from them, several ministers had arranged everything secretly.  If there really was a day when Emperor Yong Le never woke up again, everything would go with the flow, the edict of succession would be announced to the world, and when Xie Jing Xing's class master returned to the court, what awaited him would be the responsibility of the entire Great Liang.

    Naturally, Emperor Yong Le's illness was also kept from Xie Jing Xing.

    These things are like heavy shackles, and those who know may not be happy.  This was also Emperor Yong Le's own choice.

    But at this time, Empress Xian De seemed to be the calmest.  She still makes tea, reads books, plays chess and writes every day.  He talked with Emperor Yong Le in a casual manner, and occasionally teased Shen Miao, if Emperor Yong Le's increasingly pale face was ignored, perhaps all of this would look the same as before.

    In Weiyang Palace, Empress Xiande looked outside and said: "It has just rained lightly today, and it must be very cool at night. I don't want to drink that small altar of snow wine, so let's do it tonight. The emperor will accompany my concubine to finish drinking it."  How are you?"

    Emperor Yong Le sat on the chair, he glanced at Empress Xian De, and laughed: "Yi Tan, are you going to get drunk?" His words were very gentle.

    "If you can stay drunk, who wouldn't want it?" Empress Xiande murmured to herself, and then she said: "It's not enough to get drunk after pouring a pot of wine. The concubine is very good at drinking, and when I was young, I often went to the mansion with my brother  Stealing wine to drink."

    When Emperor Yong Le heard the words, he showed a rare interest, and said: "This is not something you would do."

    "What is this?" Empress Xiande said this with a bit of complacency: "Drinking with my brothers, my concubine has never lost. At that time, my father was still boasting, so I must find someone who can drink my concubine  I was drunk with old wine. I searched for a lot but couldn't find it. Later, when my concubines entered the palace, they didn't dare to lose their composure with alcohol, so they stopped drinking."

    "Sometimes it's tea, and another moment it's wine." Emperor Yongle sighed, "Your preferences are far apart."

    "Drinking tea is sober, drinking is indulgence." Empress Xiande smiled: "So tonight, the emperor should stop putting on airs and indulge for a while. The snow wine is brewed by the concubine himself, although it is not as good as fine wine  Liquid, but it can also go down the wind and the moon.¡±

    "Okay." Emperor Yong Le said: "I will accompany you to indulge once."

    In late summer, the night breeze blows, the lake is green for ten miles, the wind lotus stands gracefully, and the breeze blows by, creating green waves all over the place.  Xia Chang in Long Ye, even at the end of August, still doesn't feel cool.

    In the small pavilion in the lake, there is a small jar of wine, some pastries, and two wine bowls on the table.

    Emperor Yong Le looked at the round wine bowl in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Use this?" When he made this movement that Xie Jing Xing used to love to do, he was quite similar to Xie Jing Xing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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