Chapter 6 Return (II)

After leaving the Yangxin Palace, Tingsheng walked towards the harem alone. After all, he had not paid his respects to the Empress Dowager for more than a month.

I don't know if it's because winter is coming, but the sky is always dark these days. It's almost dawn, but it's still dark. The palace has always been full of yin energy, and the harem is even heavier. After all, there are countless wronged souls who have never been vindicated. I'm afraid that kind of sadness and grievance can only go away at the end of life, and gradually fade away in hatred and helplessness.

Tingsheng walked intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the scenery in the palace. In fact, it was just a corner of Jinling, but it seemed endless. When can I reach the end? This question first appeared when Tingsheng was in Yeyou Court. From that day on, in the years to come, Tingsheng would ask himself from time to time when he could reach the end. Is there another endless expanse behind the end?

I don't know when, I finally reached the bedroom of Concubine Jing.

"Your Highness, please come in." With Concubine Jing's consent, Tingsheng was brought to Concubine Jing by the maid.

"Grandson pays respects to the Imperial Grandmother." Tingsheng said seriously.

Concubine Jing smiled peacefully, and her eyes were full of joy at seeing her grandson. She waved her hand, "Tingsheng, there is no need to be so restrained here with the Imperial Grandmother. Come here and let Grandmother see you."

Tingsheng stood up and walked over with not-so-big steps.

Concubine Jing looked at Tingsheng carefully. This child really looks handsome, much better than when he came out of Yeyou Court. His elegant and handsome face is mixed with a gentle and jade-like temperament, and his eyebrows and eyes contain intelligence that he can't hide even if he wants to. His lips are red and his teeth are white. In a trance, he actually brought out some of the appearance of Prince Qi in the past. When he lowered his head, from another angle, he looked very much like Lin Xie when he was young, which was the same as Lin Shu when he was a child. Inadvertently, Tingsheng walked to Concubine Jing. Concubine Jing had just woken up from a half-dream, looking a little embarrassed. She smiled slightly and said, "Tingsheng, stay here with grandma today and have breakfast with grandma, okay?" Tingsheng nodded and bowed.

After a while, the maids brought a few dishes of snacks one by one, and then brought white porridge. From the lineup, it was not luxurious, but Tingsheng didn't think there was anything wrong. For the hardships he had suffered since childhood, even a bowl of porridge was good. Even today, when he enjoys endless glory, Tingsheng can still be satisfied with a bowl of porridge.

The two looked at each other, and finally Concubine Jing smiled and said, "Tingsheng, although this is the imperial palace, there are distinctions between the high and the low, but if this is just an ordinary family, you should be enjoying the company of your parents at your age. Come, sit down next to your grandmother, and she will serve Tingsheng a bowl of porridge. I heard from the guards beside you that your taste is light, and I don't know if today's breakfast suits your appetite. If there is anything you don't like, tell your grandmother, and next time your grandmother will remind them to make something else delicious." Concubine Jing's words did not sound like she was the head of the harem, the mother of the current emperor, but more like an old woman who enjoyed playing with her grandchildren.

It was these words that made Tingsheng's heart churn again, just like when he was with Mr. That kind of most simple and simple love did not feel earth-shattering, but just felt at ease and comfortable.

Tingsheng still said nothing, just quietly looking at his grandmother, the one he did not know too much about, but who showed love in her words and actions.

After breakfast, Tingsheng stood up and wanted to leave. After all, it was time to go back to study. Although the teacher was no longer here, the books left by the teacher could not be abandoned.

The ceremony was over. Tingsheng was about to walk out of the hall. Concubine Jing slowly walked to Tingsheng and gently helped him to hold his cloak, "Be careful on the road, and spend more time with grandma in the future."

"Grandson knows, grandma, be healthy." Tingsheng bowed and turned to leave.

On the way back, Tingsheng was leisurely. Maybe it was because the porridge tasted very good this morning, so the gloomy mood was slightly relieved. Just when Tingsheng was still intoxicated with warmth, a noise came from somewhere. It was indescribable, but it was so harsh.

Tingsheng followed the noise to a bedroom that seemed to be quite dilapidated not far away. As far as Tingsheng could see, unpopular concubines should live here, but Xiao Jingyan had not been on the throne for a long time, and he had not heard of any concubine being banished to the cold palace. Could it be that this was the place where the concubines of the previous emperor stayed?

Tingsheng didn't want to think too much, and when he was about to turn around and leave, the door suddenly opened, and the person in the house grabbed Tingsheng's hand. Tingsheng was really scared. The person was crazy and unconscious. He only heard the two maids around him shouting "Madam" in unison and trying to pull her back to the house.

Before Tingsheng could react, the crazy woman cried loudly, or even cursed at him, "Xiao Jingyu, even you have come back to fight for the throne with the prince, right? You are really brave. Your whole family was killed that day, why are you still alive? Shouldn't you be dead? Come on, come on, this traitor is not dead yet, come on, catch him, catch him! Do you think that with the help of Mei Changsu, you are no longer a traitor? Remember, you will always be a traitor, once you are, you will be a traitor for the rest of your life. If you want to ascend the throne, dream on! Hahahaha, hahaha, the throne belongs to my son, and no one can snatch it from him." These words were like a bolt from the blue, and made people confused. After the crazy woman was taken away, Tingsheng still stood there blankly, as if he was thinking about something, something that he could not ignore but could not understand clearly. The appearance of the crazy woman was like a stone thrown into the sea. It had little impact, but it disrupted the calmness of the sea. For a long time, even though the surface seemed peaceful, the waves under the duckweed never stopped.

That day, it was cloudy.