Zhen Guo Princess GL

She hadn't worn a dress like this for a long time.

The times are changing, everything is different from when she was young, the little lady lost her mili and veiled hat, she started to learn Hu clothes and makeup, her clothes became more and more beautiful, and her speech became more and more daring, inside and outside the palace, private The wind of giving and receiving is very strong, regardless of age, young or old, women and virgins, they should go outing with men in spring, ride horses and hunt in summer in light clothes, and go to banquets in autumn and winter with heavy makeup... Etiquette and rules seem to have long been out of their consideration middle.

Only this pomegranate skirt has been popular among women in the two capitals since then, not only popular, but also more and more sought after after she ascended the throne-but she herself has not worn it for a long time.

She stroked the hem of the skirt with nostalgia, picked up a corner with two fingers like a girl, gently lifted the hem of the skirt, and looked up at herself in the mirror. The night light eliminated the old look on the face of the person in the mirror , except for the tougher eyebrows and a slightly thicker figure, she looks exactly the same as 30 years ago, and even more graceful and dignified due to the accumulation of time.

But 30 years ago, when she wore such a dress, the young prince’s eyes would shine, he would speak incoherently, and he would be at a loss, making other people in the palace envious and jealous, wishing to swallow her alive. You can only see the deliberate flattery accumulated by the palace people over the years and the habit, as well as the suspicion and suspicion in the eyes of the ministers.

After all, she has passed the age of wearing a pomegranate skirt, and she is no longer the identity of begging for mercy by dressing up carefully - but because of this, wearing a pomegranate skirt has become... very interesting.

She might be the first emperor wearing a pomegranate skirt to be congratulated by officials in formal attire. The suspicion and surprise in the eyes of those people is so deep, but they still can only respectfully kneel at her feet and greet her with joy. Long live Huhe.

The courtier also wrote a lot of poems on the topic of the pomegranate skirt. He lost many handsome young people and talented people, so he wanted to write and write, and against his will, praised the beauty of her sixty-year-old woman. What's more, he wrote poems cryptically, or Recommend yourself, or recommend your nephews to her—as if she is old and decrepit, and it is just for a handsome appearance, or a magnificent "tool", to go to the poor and poor .

She squinted her eyes slightly, and turned her head to look at Wan'er beside her. Others were busy praising and congratulating her, but this little thing was silent all night. She insisted on asking herself, so she gave a flattering compliment, which really touched her heart. She was displeased, but when she turned around and saw the obsessive gaze of this little thing, she felt a little inexplicable emotion besides being proud.

The little thing has reached the age when she wrote that poem.

She has gone through so many years, even being an emperor for many years, but she still can't forget the scene when she was tearful under the lamp and pondering every word.

She has entered the palace since she was 14 years old. With her family background and beauty, she was named a talented person when she first entered the palace. Fly to prosperity and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.Taizong was old enough to be her father, but she never disliked herself for marrying such a husband. She served him wholeheartedly, tried her best to please him, and showed off her talents and knowledge in front of him.

But these childish flattery did not bring about the expected great future. More than ten years later, she is still a little talented person with a low status who serves pen and ink. The difference from when she first entered the palace is that she is older, Fading, the people in the palace saw through her details and knew that she would have no chance to be favored again. When she first entered the palace, she had great hopes, and then the sadness and hesitation became even more numerous.

Fortunately, she was a talented person who served pen and ink, so she was able to meet the prince who was still young at that time. The young boy who had no experience in the world had a domineering mother, a talented father, and several ambitious relatives. Brother, he thought that all women in this world should be like his mother, and all men should be like his father and brother, until he met her who was honed over time, gentle and polite.

She firmly grasped this life-saving straw, pondered his preferences day and night, and pretended to be what he liked.He got deeper and deeper, and he couldn't extricate himself from the passion and indulgence.

They flirted in front of the late emperor's sickbed for nearly a year, carefully avoiding all kinds of eyeliners in the palace.In her later years, Empress Zheng was not favored by the late emperor, and she was confined to the noble family. She never left her footsteps in the previous court. On the one hand, she used kindness and power to win over the palace people, and on the other hand, she faced the little prince by abiding by etiquette and self-esteem. Seeing that the young prince was provoked by her Complacent and infatuated, she lightly promised her next life, but when the late emperor passed away, all her plans came to naught with a single order to dismiss her as a monk.

She had to start all over again, maintaining the emperor's longing for her through untold hardships, and carefully avoiding the empress dowager's pursuit.The young emperor was stared at by his mother and ministers, hesitant and weak in doing things. She persuaded him in every possible way, and finally won his heart with the song "Ruyi Niang". When she was pregnant, she was secretly brought into the palace and placed in another garden. Since then, pomegranate skirts have become popular in the palace, but she was ingenious, wearing more dignified and gentle clothes, pretending to be respectful. Shu Rou's beauty.

The past is like the wind, and it has been more than thirty years since it blew by.

Thirty years later, there was also a beautiful and talented person who was nearly thirty years old in her palace. At the time when she was half a year old and not young, she was full of talent and had a family feud, but she had to guard an old and corrupt emperor. Day in and day out.This emperor not only does not have a young prince to hook up with, but even she herself is just an emperor with a false name. Although she pretends to seal a harem, it is not useful, far inferior to Taizong back then. At least it can give them a misty thought.

She became a little irritable for no reason, hating why she couldn't be a man, but if she really became a man, I'm afraid it would not be her turn to sit in this world.

Misfortunes and blessings, who knows?

The drunkenness came to her head, she fell heavily on the bed, she was obviously exhausted, but she was still thinking about the past in a daze, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what, the little thing was still obedient at this time, and meticulously arranged the bedding for her , let her rest, there are countless thoughts in her heart, whether joy or sorrow or nostalgia or boredom, there is no rest, she who is 30 years old and thinking about the moving poems under the lamp is also lingering in front of her eyes, the sorrow and hesitation at that time are vivid But she herself had repeatedly recited the verses carefully, and all of a sudden it was replaced by Wan'er's voice: "Looking at Zhu Chengbi's thoughts, haggard and torn apart is Yijun. If you don't believe me, she shed tears recently, open the box and check the pomegranate skirt."

She sighed softly in her heart, and stared at Wan'er in a daze. This little thing didn't wear heavy makeup at first, and had served her all day and night, and now when the makeup was half-faded, she actually showed a little tired look. , fine wrinkles appeared at the corners of the eyes, far from the youthful and supple scene of fourteen or fifteen years old.

She looked at this young talent who had been with her for more than ten years with complicated emotions, half probing, half seriously asking: "Wan'er, do you blame me?"

The little thing looked up at her, her eyes were full of fear, although this was the result of her careful care over the past ten years, but she was not happy at all at the moment, she was about to say "That's all", but she heard the little girl gently open her mouth. mouth, and replied in a low voice: "Resentment."

Her drowsiness disappeared, she sat up suddenly, stared at the little thing, raised her eyebrows with a smile: "Oh?"