The biography of Concubine Lin in the harem

Chapter [-]

Flowers bloom and leaves fall forever (1)

On August [-]th of the third year of Qianyuan, on the seventh day of the first day of Concubine Duanjin, the funeral ceremony was held. From the first grade prince and grand master.

In the Prince Regent's Mansion, Concubine Yuan, while arranging Yizhen's plain clothes, complained in a low voice: "Duanjin Guifei has never been favored in her whole life, nor has she ever given birth to an heir for the late emperor, but the Empress Dowager wants to make something wrong. Such a big funeral ceremony requires the prince to enter the palace in person."

Yizhen glanced at Concubine Yuan lightly, and frowned slightly: "It's understandable that Concubine Duanjin has a good relationship with the Empress Dowager and enjoys the glory. What's more, for today's funeral ceremony, the Ministry of Etiquette, the Shang Palace Bureau, and the Household Affairs The mansion has been in preparation for many days, and all clan members will be present, even the empress and concubine will be present, so this king should not be negligent."

Concubine Yuan responded, and turned her eyes to see Princess Changning standing quietly not far away, wearing a floor-length skirt with water sleeves embroidered with double-petaled gardenia, the skirt moved gracefully in the breeze, like the wings of a white dove , couldn't help smiling: "Why did Changning come here?"

Chang Jing was silent for a moment, there seemed to be a little hesitation between her lips and teeth, and after a while, she raised her eyes to look at Yi Zhen, with a peaceful and gentle look in her clear eyes: "Father, I dreamed of my mother last night."

Yizhen's heart moved slightly, as if the strings buried deep in the dust were being gently plucked. He looked at Changning's beautiful face and sighed silently. She is 13 years old, and she looks more and more like Xu Huiyin from the ground up.Unconsciously, Yizhen touched his heart, and hugged Changning into his arms: "Your mother, what did you say?"

Changning's eyes drooped slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Mother said, don't let your father enter the palace today."

Yizhen's hands trembled, like a crow shattering the gloomy night, flapping its wings and taking off, causing the originally motionless sparse branches to vibrate slightly. After a moment, he returned to normal, only hugging Changning more tightly: "But, today Father must enter the palace."

Concubine Yuan's slender eyelashes like crow's wings trembled lightly. She waved her hand, called Cheng Yu who was standing by her side, and gently instructed: "Those with the golden feather guards should protect the prince well, you understand. ?”

Cheng Yu cupped his hands slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I understand, empress, don't worry."

Yizhen combed a few strands of hair from the sideburns for Changning, his movements were very gentle, as if in front of him was a piece of warm white jade, his earnest instructions were like a gentle breeze blowing by Changning's ear: "Father will be back soon, You stay in the mansion and take good care of Xuan Ming."

Concubine Yuan took Yizhen's hand very naturally, but inadvertently touched a pair of jade bracelets on his waist, her face changed slightly, and then she was as gentle as ever: "My lord, the time has come."

In Yining Palace, there are strands of fragrant mist flying around in the Fahuacai Crane Incense Burner. Bamboo Breath is holding a rhinoceros horn comb and slightly dipping it in the rose juice water in the red golden cloud tooth basin to comb Zhu Chengbi's long hair. Yu stood aside respectfully, holding on to a mirror of auspicious beast grapes for Zhu Chengbi to examine carefully.

Zhu Chengbi was silent for a while, shaking his hands to fetch the silver hairpin inlaid with Hetian jade carved flowers on the ginkgo wood dressing table, but he couldn't hold it several times, as if he had no strength in his hands.

Seeing this, Zhu Xi said softly: "Meticulous, warm and nourishing, this hairpin was made by Zhang Weaving for several nights, and it best suits the grace and luxury of the Empress Dowager."

"Elegant and luxurious?" Zhu Chengbi sneered, and his brows and eyes relaxed a little, "Yes, they are all in their forties. Even if the skin is well maintained, if you look closely, there are fine lines. Besides, in the future, only this graceful demeanor is the only thing left by Aijia."

The smile of the bamboo breath is a little alienated and deserted in the bronze mirror, as if the soft moon falling through the clouds is shining on the vast snow field. Although it is clear, the chill is distinct, forcing people to wake up from the inside out Come here: "The empress dowager owns the whole great land and is the empress dowager Zhaocheng who is admired and respected by the people of later generations. Your grace and determination cannot be learned by others no matter what. The great Zhou country can only rely on the grace of the empress dowager." Only with determination and determination can it run smoothly.”

Zhu Chengbi closed his eyes slightly, letting his mind wander, and when he opened his eyes, he was full of longing: "Zhu Xi, your words are always very accurate."

Zhu Xi slightly bent his knees, and Ning He smiled: "The servant never pays attention to other people or things. In the heart of the servant, there is only the queen mother alone. The happiness of the queen mother is the joy of the servant, and the suffering of the queen mother is also the slave Bitter. The servant girl just expressed what the empress dowager was thinking, but these thoughts were covered up by other things just now."

Zhu Chengbi's tightly clenched hands slowly loosened, and calmly took a white gauze handkerchief from Zhu Yu to wipe off the sweat in his palms, and then took a cicada jade makeup box on the dressing table, and took out An eyebrow pencil carefully traced: "The Dai in the distant mountains is like the green mountains in spring, and the fragrance in the autumn water. He has always liked it."

Bamboo breathed silently, her hands gently caressed a budding snow lotus on Zhu Chengbi's shoulder, the embroiderer's hand was extremely skillful, the snow lotus was fresh and full in the blurred sunlight filtered through the bead curtain made of round pearls , as if just inadvertently for a moment, the most beautiful posture will emerge.

The gestures of the bamboo breath are soft and delicate, the hair is combed, tied, and curled, and the hair is neatly arranged and not messy.

Zhu Chengbi took the silver hairpin inlaid with Hetian jade carvings and put it on the high hairpin. Zhuyu added another jade hairpin with lotus pattern and a silver tassel with nine phoenixes spreading its wings. .

Zhu Chengbi stared blankly at himself in the bronze mirror. His hair was high in a bun, his temples were exquisite, and the purple sunflower powder skillfully concealed the fine lines around his eyes and the dark circles under his eyes caused by not sleeping peacefully for many days. She was still the concubine Lin who had just mastered the affairs of the sixth palace, as if she was still the noble concubine Lin who had just entered the palace, as if she was still the concubine of the king of Wei who had just become a wife.

Zhu Xi slowly put on a set of silver armor inlaid with pearls of the East China Sea for Zhu Chengbi, and said softly: "The auspicious time is coming soon, presumably the regent has also arrived at Shenwu Gate, and the road from Yining Palace to Yongxiang is still very long. Ma'am, let's go there sooner."

Zhu Chengbi smiled faintly, seemingly carelessly, but also full of anticipation: "I look young, but I still look as good-looking as 25 years ago?"

Zhu Xi smiled slightly, but the depths of his eyes were full of pain and sadness: "Miss is the most beautiful in Zhu's residence."

For a dazed moment, Zhu Chengbi seemed to see that at that time, on the day when he entered the Wei Palace, he was sitting in front of the dressing table, indifferently letting the bamboo breath make up for himself, no, she was still Forsythia at that time, and she was still an innocent little girl.

That's right, the self at that time asked her like this: "Do I look good?"

Forsythia looked happy with a smile, but couldn't hide her sadness and bitterness: "Miss is the most beautiful in Zhu's residence."

Similar situations, same people.

However, the only difference is that back then, I wore an alizarin red wedding gown. Such a delicate and bright color showed off the joy of the Zhu Mansion, the future and prestige of the Zhu family, and also the prestige of the Wei Palace. I am very happy.

Back then, my heart was withered, but now I can't even feel my heart.

Last night, Zhu Chengbi walked aimlessly in the palace. Zi Ao City was so small that it was a cage that imprisoned him for a lifetime, but it was so big that he couldn't finish walking for a long time.Before I knew it, I arrived at the Hall of Yiyuan, and saw Xuan Ling practicing swords with a dozen young men of similar age in front of the Hall of Yiyuan.

Suddenly, I wet my eyes and choked my throat. Ling'er, no matter when, has become the person I care about the most. This is my mother's selfishness, and 25 years of love, 25 years of sweet words, The tacit understanding of 25 years is going to be ignored.

Zhu Chengbi got up slowly, and the plain white skirt that dragged more than three feet to the ground gently brushed over the woven gold and red velvet carpet, like a stream of flowing water, flowing past and never turning back.

In Yongxiang, Zhu Chengbi's chariot is moving slowly, and the footsteps of the inner guard carrying the sedan chair are uniform. Apart from the sound of rubbing robes, there is only the sound of the wind, shuttling back and forth among the withered branches, as if composing a never-ending tune .

Zhu Chengbi glanced at the sky, the sun was clear and clear, the sky was bright and peaceful, and there was not a single cloud in the distance.Purple Austrian City, silent in a very rare, long-lost tranquility, there are occasional wisps of elegant osmanthus aroma, which reminds people that this is Purple Austrian City, the home of heaven, and every autumn, there are always large and large Surrounded by golden osmanthus, silver osmanthus, and osmanthus osmanthus, surrounded and clamoring, the sun shines like gold, weaving a section of excellent continuous Shu brocade, which is extravagant to the extreme, just like the years in Zi Ao City, full of beauty and wealth, There is no end in sight.

In the distance, a few faint figures appeared, like falling leaves. When they got closer, the people on the chariot showed a slight look of surprise.

"Stop the sedan chair." Zhu Chengbi lowered his voice and ordered, his eyes slowly passed over Concubine Yuan on the left, and then fixed on Yichen's face again, "The regent is well."

Yi Chen bowed his head, "The Empress Dowager is well."

Zhu Chengbi's complexion was as usual, he only held the golden embroidered peony handkerchief in his hand and nodded his lips, then folded his hands on his knees again, and asked quietly: "Why did the regent want to go this way?"

Yizhen's eyes drooped lightly, and he just smiled calmly: "The sun is getting higher and higher, this road is shaded by trees."

"It's already autumn, and all the flowers are gone, but the regent is still afraid of the poisonous sun?"

"Autumn tiger, especially in summer."

During the brief silence, it was Concubine Yuan who suddenly said: "The direction of Fushou Palace seems to be not this way, where is the Empress Dowager going?"

Zhu Chengbi smiled lightly, as if a pool of clear water was quiet: "The Ai family wants to go to Changyang Palace to have a look. During the first emperor's reign, Grand Concubine Duanjin lived there."

Yizhen sighed slowly: "Siren has passed away, so there is no need for the empress dowager to be too sad."

Zhu Chengbi shook his head, seeming to sigh, and also seemed to mutter to himself: "Aijia just remembered that a long time ago, Concubine Duanjin first entered the court, she was still such an elegant and quiet lady, the late emperor wanted to give her The title of Wen', who would have thought that the seventh son of the emperor would die early..." Zhu Chengbi sighed softly, "It's just 13 years of hard work, so much has changed, things are different and people are different."

A "whoosh" pierced through the gloomy tranquility, and a white-feathered arrow almost flew past Zhu Chengbi's nose, and was firmly nailed to the Zhu wall.

Zhu Xi was shocked, her face was as pale as rice paper, she stood in front of Zhu Chengbi tightly, and shouted loudly: "Come here! Guard! Guard!"

Several more white feather arrows roared towards Zhu Chengbi, who was surrounded by several eunuchs and helped him down from the walking chariot, but suddenly he heard a mournful cry: "Your Majesty!"

The moment he turned his eyes, it was Yizhen who jumped down from the chariot step by step, and hugged the panicked Zhu Chengbi tightly into his arms. Concubine Yuan was protected by several attendants, but her eyes followed Yizhen closely. Showed undisguised hatred.

Zhu Chengbi was a little dizzy for a while, as if he was greedy for his tension and concern at this moment, and he was unwilling to let go of the warmth in his arms easily, but there was clearly a stronger thought that was tearing at his heart tightly, wanting to tear himself Grabbing back the reality of the imminent tension, she subconsciously touched her temples.

"Bi'er?"

Yizhen looked at the woman in front of him in amazement, the sharp hairpin tail was pressing against his chest tightly.

Zhu Chengbi looked at Yizhen coldly, and slowly said a few words: "You lost."

"It's you?" Yizheng smiled, his words seemed to ooze blood, he couldn't believe it, but he seemed to have expected it, his eyes lingered on Zhu Chengbi's quiet face, "It's the game you set up long ago." ?”

Zhu Chengbi raised his head indifferently, his faint smile was as light as the wind and clouds, and he didn't see the strong murderous intent permeating his body at all: "If it wasn't for the passing of the noble concubine Duan Jin, maybe he tricked you into the palace? If it wasn't for someone who wanted to assassinate me, maybe Tricked you into protecting me? I want you to immediately order all civil and military officials to enter the court to greet you!"

Yizhen's gaze was firmly on Zhu Chengbi's delicate face, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Do you know that the most despicable thing is not being ruthless, but using emotions?"

Seeing this shocking change, Concubine Yuan was almost dumbfounded. She took a quick breath and shouted sharply: "Zhu Chengbi! Think clearly! Within three to five steps, there are all the prince's golden feather guards. If you dare to hurt the prince, You have no way out yourself!"

Zhu Chengbi smiled lightly, ignoring Concubine Yuan's hysteria: "You once asked me, 'If, if one day, both Xuan Ling and I were in danger, how would you deal with it', remember?"

Yizhen smiled lowly, with a bright look between his brows: "Your answer is, 'I will save Xuanling, and then, I will die with you'."

Concubine Yuan was terrified, she clenched her fine white teeth on her lips, quickly glanced around, and said sharply, "Cheng Yu! Cheng Yu!"

The corners of Yizhen's lips disappeared the trace of coolness, but suddenly there was a smile as bright as three springs, and he whispered in a low voice, as if chatting about homework: "No, I know, you are here for today's Status, I have paid too much, how can I have the heart to let you die with me? What is destined cannot be changed, and what is deliberately forced may not have good results, and a good beginning may also end in dismal. You only belong to Purple Austrian city."

For a moment when the world was spinning, Yizhen picked up Zhu Chengbi without hesitation and turned around. His speed was so fast, Zhu Chengbi's skirt, which was as white as new snow, unscrewed lightly, like snow lotuses blooming on Mount Mei.

One drop, two drops, dripping blood flowed from Yichen's chest, accompanied by Concubine Yuan's heartbreaking cry of despair: "No!"

Zhu Chengbi was still a little dazzled, her eyes were blurred, and she touched the bright red on her fingertips, as if her heart had been cut by an extremely sharp knife. In his chest, there was a sharp arrow piercing through Yichen's back, the silver arrow was dripping with blood, such a sad and cruel color, like a sharp wheat awn, piercing his eyes.Zhu Chengbi couldn't believe it, he just stared blankly at the bright red blood, with such a passionate and lingering gesture, it fell from Yizhen's chest, cut through the white plain clothes, and turned into bloody flowers one after another.

At that moment, Zhu Chengbi was extremely distressed, as if her heart and lungs were tightly bound, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, but returned to Yizhen, who knelt down in front of her at the end of her strength, and behind him, the magnificent palace roof, was Zhu Qizhen and Cheng Yu are fighting to the death.That arrow was shot at him by Cheng Yu, wrapped in the sound of the wind, whizzing towards him, but Yi Chen chose to hug himself tightly and turn around, even though the hairpin in his hand was facing his heart.

He didn't hesitate at all, as if instinctively.

Zhu Chengbi suddenly shed tears, followed by more turbulent tears: "Why? Why did you save me?"

"You are right in front of me, I can't help but save you."

Zhu Chengbi's tears became more and more irresistible. She knelt in front of Yichen and held his face tightly. He was once such a majestic man who made people fall for him and be intoxicated by him. After a long period of tempering, the elegance and demeanor on his body is far from being comparable to others. However, at this moment, it is the first time for him to hate himself terribly.

Yizheng's originally resolute and calm face gradually became thinner, pale as white as a snow lotus, he took Zhu Chengbi's hand with difficulty, stroked the blue veins on his neck that had bulged due to shortness of breath, and finally pressed it on his heaving chest : "Bi'er, listen to me, in my study...behind the picture of Luoshen... there is a roster of all the people who have persuaded me to ascend to the throne of God...and Gan Xun's soldier talisman, five The military talismans of the barracks are all there... I originally thought that I would go out of the funeral today and tell you all of this, and I would retire..."

When the Fifth Army Battalion returned to Beijing, Gan Xun's mansion was confiscated. Was it for this?

Zhu Chengbi was thinking in a daze, only to feel shock and cold surge up in his body, as hard as ice that could not be melted for a thousand years, with sharp edges and corners, rolling hard on his heart again and again, shaking the already thousand years old. The sore heart was crushed to pieces.

"No...no..." Zhu Chengbi was at a loss, her hands were covered with Yichen's blood, which was so sticky that she wanted to peel off her three souls and seven souls, "That's not the case, right? Yichen, you Tell you, you made this up! You want to make me regret it all my life and live in pain all my life, right?"

Yizhen's gaze gradually became slack, and he tried his best to hold Zhu Chengbi's trembling hands tightly: "Bi'er, it's been 25 years, don't you still know me?"

The first time I saw Wanbao Pavilion, Yichen's smile was clear and bright, and warmth suddenly arose: "Grassy and elegant, quiet and leisurely, tender and graceful, charming in words."

Young and young, talking and laughing happily with each other, Yizhen smiled and took his hand: "You and I, the names are connected, isn't it the Heshibi that has been handed down from generation to generation?"

In the Nanyuan school grounds, Yizhen approached with a ambiguous posture with a thin smile in his mouth, and said in a low voice, "If the overall situation is settled, I don't want anything but you."

Meishan snow line, blossoming white lotus, Yizhen whispered softly: "Then, I will carry you on my back and come up slowly. If I am too old to walk, I will order someone to carry us up together."

In Yining Palace, Yi Zhen took Zhu Chengbi's hand and scolded with a smile: "What a bad old woman! I haven't seen anyone who compares herself to being old. If you are a bad old woman, then I will be a bad old man, okay?"

Zhu Chengbi's thoughts were so far away that he almost couldn't stop it.

At this time, Zhu Qizhen pierced Chengyu's chest with a sword, and Yudisi, who had been ambushed by Xuanling, also subdued Jinyuwei and took Yuanfei away. In Yong Xiang, only Zhu Chengbi and Yi Chen are left.

"No!" Zhu Chengbi lost his mind, only felt the buzzing in his ears, as if thousands of horses were galloping, "Don't go! You are not allowed to go!"

"Bi'er, forget about me, just pretend to be me, never came before... You should keep in mind that all the officials who were killed by me will be rehabilitated, so that they will support you more, and your position will be more secure... And I, from now on, will be a rebellious official and a traitor, and I will never stand up again." Yizhen smiled sadly, gathering his strength for the last time, trying to caress Zhu Chengbi's teary face, "Chonghua Palace Night Banquet, Bo Linghouzhi's Death...now...I can be regarded as the same way..."

Yi Zhen's hand fell softly from Zhu Chengbi's temple, leaving a bloodstain.He gently closed his eyes, and the smile on his lips was still so clear and warm, just like the first time we met in Wanbao Pavilion 25 years ago.

He is gone, no one else can walk into my heart like him.

And his departure also took away my life, all the sorrows and joys of the rest of my life.

Zhu Chengbi leaned gently next to Yizhen's ear, his cold lips trembling slightly: "Back then, Concubine Yangui held Ling'er here, I just felt that the world was about to collapse, and it was you Lingfeng who pierced her throat with an arrow. You Saved our mother and child. This time, why do you have to use your own death to let me deeply remember how unbearable I am..."

Zhu Chengbi hugged Yizhen quietly, the snow lotus on her shoulder was dyed bright red with blood, almost like the other shore flower.

"The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the flowers bloom and the leaves fall forever."

Zhu Chengbi repeated this sentence over and over, his eyes dimmed with tears, but he saw a pair of jasper lotus bracelets rolled out of Yichen's arms and fell to the ground, with a "ding", the lotus flower shattered.

Zhu Chengbi stared blankly, and suddenly remembered that Yi Chen was like the lotus supporting Jasper. No matter how warm and delicate the Jasper is, without the petals and leaves of the lotus, it would be unstable after all.

That's right, Yizhen never needs to be with him too much, and he doesn't need to be by his side all the time, because as long as this pair of bracelets are worn on his wrist, it is him and himself who understand and understand everything. .

Jasper is himself, and lotus is Yichen.

Now, Yichen has gone, and there is no more Chengbi.

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