After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest - Chapter 136

Bo Jinye stayed with An Sheng until the evening, and didn’t leave after dinner.

An Sheng leaned on the couch and read a book, Bo Jinye thought hard about how to stay tonight.

Wait, he is the emperor, the emperor is staying in the palace of the concubine, what reason do you think?

Thinking of this, Bo Jinye became confident again, walked over to An Sheng and sat down, “What are you looking at?”

“The book of rumors in Beijing.” An Sheng turned a page and answered casually.

Bo Jinye leaned closer, “I want to see it too.”

An Sheng gave him half of the pillow, “Does the emperor want to look at it from the beginning?”

“No, you talk to me.” Bo Jinye used his posture to encircle the person in his arms.

“I’m talking about a husband and wife who neglected his wife for a few years…”

An Sheng briefly explained the previous plot.

This is a story of reunion, which is a bit more tragic than that of Bo Jinye and An Sheng. Xianggong did not rebirth, but transferred his guilt and love for his deceased wife to a woman who was very similar to the deceased wife.

Bo Jinye accompanied An Sheng to read the entire book, looking at the woman’s profile in a trance.

At the end of the story, it was revealed that the woman who was very similar to the deceased wife was the wife of suspended animation. Although the process was ups and downs, the end of the story was always a happy family reunion.

“Who does the emperor think of when he looks at his concubine?” An Sheng asked with a half-smile.

Bo Jinye recovered and replied subconsciously, “I miss you.”

“The concubine is here, does the emperor still need to think about it?” An Sheng didn’t seem to believe it.

Bo Jinye was silent for a while, then suddenly asked a question, “Sheng Sheng thinks that this husband’s feelings for his wife are guilt or love.”

He was afraid that An Sheng would feel guilty.

It is true that when he was first reborn, he was full of guilt, but he did not come to this point just because of that guilt.

If he Bo Jinye only felt guilty, he would tell An Sheng, compensate An Sheng, and agree to a divorce.

If An Sheng is unwilling to divorce, he will also take her back to Jinyuan, treat her well and obey her.

He will play a good husband, but he will not necessarily love her. Maybe it will become a family affection, but such a passionate and decisive love will not exist.

He will always be Bo Jinye, not Ah Ye.

He loves An Sheng, no doubt about it.

He loved more than life, and he knew it well himself.

Under the man’s uneasy gaze, An Sheng said thoughtfully, “My concubine thinks that there is probably love.”

“It’s hard to pin down the word because it’s so complicated.”

“Sometimes, it’s not that it doesn’t exist, but it’s so rare that neither the husband nor his wife notices it.”

“Or, it is covered up layer by layer, covered by the secular, by the rules, by the prejudice, by the immature concept of the heart, and in the end it will become loess mud.”

“It wasn’t until the death of my wife that this kind of love finally sprouted from the soil. Whether it withered quickly or grew stronger, it all meant that it existed.”

An Sheng stopped his voice, his expression was stunned, and he laughed again, “Does the emperor like this statement of his concubine?”

Bo Jinye’s eyes brightened, full of joy, “I like it.”

An Sheng put down the book and stretched out, “Although this book is a bit tacky, the concubine really likes this kind of story of reunion.”

“I like it too.” Bo Jinye looked at her burningly.

We are, reunion.

“It’s late at night, the concubine has to rest, the emperor wants to go back to the Chengqing Palace?” An Sheng asked with a smile.

Bo Jinye asked tentatively, “What if I stay?”

“Chen and concubine are unwell and can’t serve the emperor. Why don’t you go back to Chengqing Hall or go to another concubine?” An Sheng also asked tentatively.

Bo Jinye was aggrieved, “You pushed me to another woman, and I’m not going anywhere.”

“Isn’t it okay for me to sleep in the side hall?”

An Sheng was a little funny again, “How can I let the emperor sleep in a side hall.”

“Then sleep with Sheng Sheng.” Bo Jinye is very good at climbing down the pole.

An Sheng smiled, “Then it’s better for the aggrieved emperor to sleep in the Chengqing Hall, sleep in the side hall, and if it spreads out tomorrow, the concubine will be a demon concubine.”

Bo Jinye sighed, “Okay.”

“Then tomorrow morning, I’ll have breakfast with Sheng Sheng.”

An Sheng nodded in response, “Respectfully send the emperor.”

Bo Jinye turned back and walked three steps at a time.

Qiao Yunduo slipped in, “Miss, don’t you keep the emperor for the night? Wouldn’t that be cheaper for others!”

Yulin gave her a hand, “Can there be a door on your mouth?”

Qiao Yunduo didn’t dare to say a word, and winked at An Sheng.

An Sheng took off his clothes, “Don’t be in a hurry, take a bath and rest, I’m tired too.”

The fact that the emperor stayed in Jinhuayuan for a day was immediately shared in the harem of the former dynasty.

An Ruyue didn’t sleep well all night.

On the day she entered the palace, the emperor favored An Sheng, which made her jealous.

In any case, the emperor Bo Jinye, who had not entered the harem for four years, finally began to favor his concubine, which was good news for the previous dynasty.

The former dynasty and the harem have always been related to each other, and they have never been separated from each other.

The next day, when Bo Jinye came, An Sheng hadn’t woken up yet.

“I’m coming.” Seeing that Qiao Yunduo was about to serve An Sheng, Bo Jinye stepped forward and took over the job.

Qiao Yunduo and Yulin retreated to the outside, and Bo Jinye dressed An Sheng one by one.

“The emperor is very skilled.” An Sheng looked at the man handing over the veil to wash his face, “Doesn’t the emperor usually serve the servants?”

This is true, Bo Jinye has always disliked the servants, never let him get close, and ordered the guards to do anything.

Bo Jinye is wary of internal servants and foreign relatives chaotic affairs, perhaps this is the reason why he does not accept concubines.

“Well, if Sheng Sheng wants to, I will come in the future.” Bo Jinye led her to sit in front of the makeup mirror.

An Sheng laughed, “The emperor is going to take away my maid’s job.”

“I can definitely do better.” Bo Jinye picked up the comb, “Wanfa, I can too.”

There is not much description of this pair of emperors and queens in history, and the only trace of the queen’s existence is the sentence of the emperor and the queen who died for the country.

Only in some unofficial histories, it was mentioned in a few words that the emperor and the empress were deeply in love.

Now Bo Jinye doesn’t know, nor does An Sheng.

An Sheng sat upright and let the man comb his hair in a bun.

“Which one do you want to wear today?” Bo Jinye opened the jewelry box.

An Sheng pointed a few things, “I trouble the emperor.”

“The sky is just right, does Sheng Sheng want to go out for a walk?” Bo Jinye asked her.

An Sheng was stunned, “Your Majesty, allow it?”

“What’s not allowed, I don’t want to keep Sheng Sheng in the harem.” Bo Jinye’s expression turned sad for a moment.

An Sheng turned to look at him, “Since that’s the case…I want to go to the Qianfo Temple in the capital to put incense sticks.”

“Okay.” Bo Jinye agreed immediately.

After breakfast, Bo Jinye arranged for the carriage and horse to leave the palace.

Qianfo Temple is an imperial temple, and most people do not come here, so it is relatively quiet.

On the side of the mountain road, the young Taoist swayed his fan and closed his eyes to rest.