Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

When Changge turned his head, he saw Fu Huaijin standing under the street lamp calling her. In early spring, when it was warm and cold, he was wearing a crisp cashmere coat and a scarf.

Changge was afraid that he would affect his recognition, so he quickly put away his phone and walked over quickly.

"Go, or you will be recognized by passers-by."

She has just posted her divorce certificate, if it is revealed by netizens that she was with a strange man on the day of her divorce, it will be another big news.

Fu Huaijin saw that she was wearing a hat and a mask, the brim of the hat was pulled down to cover her whole face, and she laughed: "So you also have something to be afraid of."

Changge raised her eyebrows, she was afraid of many things.

Fu Huaijin opened the car door and let her sit in the passenger seat.

As soon as Changge got into the car, he felt surrounded by warmth, rubbed his hands and face, and then saw Fu Huaijin handing her a cup of hot tea: "Du Min said, did you have dinner with your adoptive parents at night?"

She takes care of her adoptive parents like this, why is she unwilling to recognize her biological parents?

Changge took a sip of hot tea, nodded and said, "Well, the Xu family is more honest and honest."

She was just giving it a hand, so that the family would not be in a mess all the time.

Fu Huaijin navigated the way back to the lake villa, looked at her beautiful and indifferent side face, and said: "The old lady has eaten the 500-year-old wild ginseng you gave me before, and her body is recuperating well. I want to invite you to my house as a guest. go?"

In fact, the family has long wanted him to take Changge back. The old lady even went to the Spring Festival Gala to see if she could meet her by chance. Today, Qiu Changge posted on Weibo about the divorce, and the Fu family almost exploded.

"March is the 70th birthday of the old man of the Ji family. At that time, he will invite all the famous families in the imperial capital, and the old lady will also go. If you go, you will inevitably meet at that time. The old lady wants to meet more formally for the first time." Fu Huaijin Gently added.

It is not difficult to find out the mastermind behind the Paris kidnapping incident. Ji Mingye dared to pay 3000 million for Changge's life. With Changge's character, he would not let it go. If it was the first time they met on such an occasion, it would be somewhat imperfect.

What Fu Huaijin was worried about was that Changge would kill all the famous families in the imperial capital, including the Fu family.

Changge turned his head to look at him, his dark and narrow eyes were as deep as the sea, and Fu Huaijin curled up his five fingers nervously.

"What does the old lady like? Old people should prefer gold and jade. Gold is too tacky. How about I give you a jade bracelet?" Changge said after a long silence.

Fu Huaijin was surprised when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "There is no need to send expensive gifts, I just went to have a light meal."

It's not to meet the parents, even if it is to meet the parents, the woman does not need to give expensive gifts, it should be him.

He thought she was thinking about it for so long because she was thinking about how to politely refuse.

Changge opened his mouth, so there is no need to send it?She was still worried about the antique jewels that she didn't give away.In her previous life, when she went to the courtier's house, she either ransacked the house, or comforted her, and gave gifts along the way.

However, it is not good to be empty-handed when you are a guest.Chang Ge's eyelashes slightly retracted, and asked, "Does the old lady like calligraphy and painting?"

"like."

Changge nodded, then I will give you a calligraphy and painting. It is still too late to paint. The old people like the meaning of auspiciousness. It will take a few days to paint a koi to send blessings.

On the way back, Fu Huaijin didn't talk much at all, Changge drank warm tea, closed his eyes for a nap, and fell asleep accidentally.

The night came, and the consciousness fell into a deep dream.

The wedding is set for October.After early autumn, one autumn rain and one cold.

"Your Highness, the Weaving Bureau has sent a wedding dress and eight sets of skirts." The palace staff carefully brought up the wedding dresses that the weaving bureau embroidered girls rushed to make overnight.

One set of wedding dresses, four sets of early autumn skirts, and four sets of winter skirts. The colors are mainly autumn fragrance and holly, and only the wedding dress is bright red.

Changge caressed the red wedding dress on the shelf. The embroiderers worked day and night for three months before weaving it. The softest silk was used, and the patterns of phoenix and Ming were embroidered.

"Your Highness, don't you want to try?"

She waved her hand: "No need."

The wedding date has been set, and everyone in the world knows that Ji Guojian is going to marry the man of Shang Shuling's family. Mu Qingyi has no fame, so this is considered a marriage, and there are rumors that she was forced to marry in order to weaken the power in her hands .

The court has been arguing endlessly about whether she will live in the imperial palace or her husband's house after she gets married.Xiao Ji wanted her to continue to live in the imperial palace, but the old officials all wrote letters saying that if you marry a chicken, you will marry a dog, and since Diji is married, she has to live in her husband's house.

She sneered, and suddenly understood that these old officials who supported her on the surface probably still listened to that person behind their backs. It was strange to say that he had given up on her a long time ago, and now he is still thinking of pulling her out of the quagmire of the imperial palace? ?

All these years, she still didn't understand Qiu Moyan.

"Your Highness, someone came from the palace, saying that the late emperor's condition has worsened and he has something to say to His Highness."

The one who came was Qiu Moyan's most trusted secret guard, Long Shiyi. He was plain-looking and unremarkable, but Changge knew that this person was the strongest in the secret guard camp.

After Qiu Moyan became Zen, the dark guards turned into bright guards to protect Qiu Moyan's safety in the hot spring palace.

She didn't like Long Shiyi very much. When he was young, the way he looked at her was like looking at a dead person. She hadn't seen him for many years, but the dislike still remained.

Long Shiyi brought Qiu Moyan's autographed letter.

Leaning on the soft bed, she said coldly through the screen, "Read it."

Long Shiyi frowned: "Your Majesty's handwritten letter, I dare not read it."

"Then you can take it back and tell Qiu Moyan that the agreement in the past is still there. If you are a brother and sister, whoever dies first, the other person will definitely collect the body for him."

There was a silence outside the screen, and Long Shiyi said: "Your Majesty is seriously ill, and has been bedridden since the beginning of autumn. The imperial doctor said that it was the relapse of the old disease, coupled with excessive worry, which made the condition worse. In the past few years, Your Majesty has been Missing you. His Highness can send someone into the palace to investigate."

She looked indifferently, looking at the flickering candles on the candlestick: "Back off."

Everyone has their own fate, so what's the point of talking about it now, she is grateful for his care when she was young, and also hates his calculations and humiliation to her these years, since she wants to break it, she must break it clearly.He can enjoy his old age in the palace, and she will also take the highest position for the world and for women in this treacherous court.

Long Shiyi outside the screen breathed heavily, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, as if he was enduring something, and said in a very low voice: "If your Highness has something you don't understand, you can go to Emperor Zhaoxin's bedroom to have a look. Maybe there will be different discoveries."

Long Shiyi put Qiu Moyan's letter on the table, then withdrew silently.

Changge looked at the letter on the table, eyes drooping, got up for a long time, and carried a palace lantern out of Chaohua Hall. When she was nine years old, after Qiu Moyan forced the palace, she had never entered Emperor Zhaoxin's bedroom. In my impression, It was an extremely gloomy and empty palace.

When she was young, she once stumbled across it once, thinking of going to Emperor Zhaoxin's bedroom to cheat some beautiful jade ornaments and give it to his wife Ziyan. It was a summer afternoon, because the weather was too hot, and the palace people were hiding in the shade. Lazy, she walked unimpeded all the way to Emperor Zhaoxin's bedroom on her short legs. As soon as she entered the outer hall, she heard the humming of a woman who seemed to be absent. It cuts people's hearts like a saw, which is very uncomfortable.

She followed the sound and walked all the way, through the empty outer hall, to the inner hall, only to see heavy curtains, and the room was filled with an unpleasant smell, like blood and wine.

She boldly opened the curtain, and saw a woman in white pajamas with her hands and feet locked by chains, her body twisted and lying on the ground, and her long jet black hair winding all over the floor.The woman groaned in pain and crawled on the ground, as if sensing her breath, she suddenly raised her head, revealing half of her blood-stained and ruined face, and smiled at her.

She fell to the ground in shock, and then saw the old eunuch beside Emperor Zhaoxin appearing like a ghost, standing in front of her, blocking her sight, staring at her with eyes like poisonous snakes, and said with a smile: "Little Emperor Why did Ji come to His Majesty's bedroom, His Majesty is not in the hall."

She was shaking violently, the old eunuch usually followed her father every step of the way, how could her father not be in the hall.

"Little Di Ji was frightened by the court lady who made a mistake just now? That little bitch wanted to steal the palace's finances, but was arrested. Someone, come and drag it down."

The guards came forward, covered the woman's mouth, and dragged her out, leaving a winding bloodstain on the road.

She turned her head and ran out of the bedroom, as if there was a ghost chasing after her.

Memories from her childhood flooded her mind, making her faintly guilty.She knew that Emperor Zhaoxin was a fatuous tyrant since she was a child, and countless women died in the emperor's bedroom. Emperor Xin's bedroom.

Later, when Qiu Moyan forced the palace and imprisoned Emperor Zhaoxin in the palace, she was never allowed to visit him until his death.She never mentioned that it was like a place where countless wronged souls and evil were sealed, and it was chilling to think about it.

Changge carried a palace lantern and walked among the deserted palaces. She was no longer the girl she was when she was a child. People's hearts have always been more terrifying than innocent souls.

In the dead of night, no palace people or guards were encountered along the way. After the death of Emperor Zhaoxin, the palace was abandoned, and there were not even palace people to clean it.

She pushed open the blocked heavy palace gate, lighting lamps along the way, the whimpering cold wind hit, and the palace lanterns flickered on and off.

"Who is there?"

"It's me." A gentle and quiet voice sounded, and the gentle man in Tsing Yi came from behind holding the palace lantern and held her cold hand. Come up, where is this place?"

"My royal father's bedroom before his death."

Xu Shi Mu Qingyi was full of righteousness, and she still had a Taoist magic weapon on her waist. She reached out and touched the small jasper sword on her hair bun, and somehow felt that this place was not as gloomy as imagined.

"It seems that no one has come here for a long time. Your Highness is walking behind me. I will light the lamp." Mu Qingyi pulled her behind, and then went to light the palace lantern with calm eyes. There were still unburned candles left in the palace lantern. The palace lanterns along the way were lit.

For the first time, someone guarded her behind her.She looked at her big hand held tightly by him, and in the deserted and secluded imperial palace, she felt for the first time the state of mind of a young girl who was in love described in the scriptures.

If they had met ten years earlier, if she had been an innocent and romantic girl who hadn't experienced any dangers in the world, she would have liked such a man, and she would have fallen in love with him, thinking that a woman's good destiny in life is to marry a good man, right? .Unfortunately, ten years late.

"Did your Highness come here to look for something? Or is it to remember?"

Changge came back to his senses, and said coldly: "Everyone says that I am Emperor Zhaoxin's favorite concubine, and my father left an edict to designate me as the empress dowager. In fact, I never saw Emperor Zhaoxin before I was seven years old." .

I was just doted on by him for two years, and then Qiu Moyan was forced into the palace, and after that, I was imprisoned in the cold palace for a long time..."

Her voice paused, and she continued: "I even forgot his face. The emperor's family has no family. So, why should we cherish it?"

Mu Qingyi's expression was shaken, with a trace of sadness overflowing from his brows and eyes, he said in a low voice: "It turns out that Your Highness has had such a difficult time these years."

A strange feeling floated in her heart, looking at the man who loves her dearly, she suddenly smiled and said: "Does the man love me because I have power?"

Now that she is in power, and even Xiao Ji is driven by her, will Mr. Mu's husband still feel sorry for her?

Mu Qingyi's face was hidden in the dark night, and his voice was hoarse: "My heart hurts."

She was slightly stunned, looked at the deserted bedroom for a long time, and said coldly: "Go into the inner hall."

The inner hall is full of dust. It can be seen that after the death of Emperor Zhaoxin, no one came to clean it. Qiu Moyan seems to have forgotten this place, and she has also forgotten it intentionally or unintentionally over the years.

The furnishings in the hall coincided with the memories of her childhood. When she entered the inner hall, there was no trace of the palace servant's blood on the ground, but after careful inspection, there were traces of old age on the dragon couch, between the window lattices and even on the dragon pillars. It was scratch marks, some knife marks and chain marks.

She looked around, and her eyes fell on the ridiculously large dragon couch.

There was also a chess game and a small tea table on the dragon bed. She touched the light-colored vase of flowers, birds, fish and insects beside the bed, which was half a person's height, only to hear a dull rumbling sound. steps.

Mu Qingyi was slightly suffocated: "The secret passage in the underground palace?"

She lowered her eyes and remained silent. The chess game and coffee table on the dragon couch are very strange, not to mention the half-person-high vase. Her father doesn't like to play chess and drink tea. The most favorite thing is probably the wine pool, meat forest, singing and dancing. Bar.

Holding the candlestick in his hand, Mu Qingyi walked down the steps first.

The steps are not long, and you will reach the end soon. Then there is the long passage of the underground palace. The celestial lamps in the passage are lit, illuminating the murals on both sides. They are all flying goddesses.

Changge looked at the stone room at the end of the passage, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, and saw a huge underground palace under the emperor's bedroom. There were countless night pearls inlaid on the stone walls of the underground palace, and the longevity lamp was lit, shining like daytime.

Layers of light gauze curtains hung down, she stretched out her hand to lift the curtains, and looked at the scene in the underground palace, her expression changed suddenly.