Gongshang Confidante

"It's not like I can't live without someone," Zhou Chiyu said with a smile. She directly took the jug and poured it with her head up. Tears flowed from her eyes and she coughed violently.

Xia Ling pushed open the door, stepped forward to support Zhou Chiyu, she could still feel the cold temperature of the emperor's hand through the brocade robe, she saw her face pale,

"Did I let you in? You are getting more and more unruly," Zhou Chiyu pushed her away displeased,

Xia Ling said, "My servant is worried about the emperor's dragon body. The prescription prescribed by Imperial Physician Fang, the emperor still coughs after taking it. Why don't I ask Imperial Physician Liu to have a look?"

"No need", Zhou Chiyu covered his lips and coughed lightly twice, and didn't scold her again, just said, "It's just a small cough", "But...", but the emperor clearly vomited blood that day, Xia Ling dared not say, what happened that night The emperor did not allow anyone to mention this matter, but Xia Ling knew that the emperor stayed up all night and sat withered until dawn.

"In a few days it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival," Xia Ling said, "The Xianxian concubine is seriously ill, and there is no one to make arrangements for this year, what does the emperor think?",

"Do you want to talk about things in the palace now?" Zhou Chiyu said coldly, Xia Ling looked startled, and knelt down and kowtowed, "Slaves dare not, only, only, the emperor did not accept the harem, the celebration has always been a matter of the sages The concubine took care of it, and after the concubine fell ill, there was no one... no one...",

Zhou Chiyu calmed down, waved his hands and said, "I know", she looked at Xia Ling quietly, and asked, "There are not many... trustworthy people around me...", her hand fell on Xia Ling trembling On his shoulders, "I know, there is always a gap in your heart because of Xia Sha and Xia Hua...",

"I don't dare, I don't dare," Xia Ling replied,

Fingers brushed against Xia Ling's shoulder, Zhou Chiyu tilted the jug, the wine flowed through her fingertips, she pulled out the silk scarf from her bosom, wiped it clean, "get up",

As soon as she loosened her hand, the Suzhou silk was like falling catkins, overturned and fell to the ground. She rubbed her forehead, feeling drunk, and then sat back on the dragon chair. Xia Ling knelt beside her, rubbing her head ,

Zhou Chiyu couldn't hold back his drunkenness, and sighed, "August [-]th, when the family is reunited, I have no one to get together with? It's ridiculous... ridiculous...",

The Feng wine spilled on the ground was filled with a strong aroma, which reminded Zhou Chiyu that that year, under the tree, someone turned around and said with a gentle smile, "The emperor brought two pots of Fengzhou wine for the emperor to taste."

Xia Ling didn't dare to speak, Zhou Chiyu closed his eyes, thought for a while, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, and suddenly asked, "Is the second prince making any movement in the palace?",

"No, I stayed peacefully in the Palace of Thoughts all day long. It's just that Empress Su, no, Madam Su...had a few troubles in Jing'an Palace, and I heard that she hurt the maid who served her. Later, the chief eunuch cut her off. After a few meals, I will settle down."

Zhou Chiyu closed his eyes, said nothing, but frowned slightly, and the worries between his brows were still lingering.

In autumn, the sweet osmanthus is fragrant, and the sky is full of fragrant clouds. There are golden osmanthus everywhere in the palace, only a few osmanthus bloom near the hall of Siguo. Zhou Chiyu is wearing a

"Kowtow to the emperor, the emperor's blessings are as good as the sky!", the guards guarding the palace were a little terrified, but unexpectedly the emperor would come here, knelt down to pay his respects, "open the palace door", Zhou Chiyu said,

A few wisps of zither sounds came from the hall from time to time, "Heh", Zhou Chiyu sneered, the guards did not dare to raise their heads, worried that the emperor would be angry, so they only gritted their teeth and said, "The last general neglected his duty and never took good care of the sinners in the hall! Please also ask the emperor to come down!" crime!",

"Well", Zhou Chiyu nodded, "What is his crime?", "As a prince, he vainly wanted the throne, plotting rebellion! The crime is heinous! The final general thinks that it is the emperor's generosity and mercy to imprison him here!", The guards hated said,

"Since you know that he is the prince, how can you put your beak in it? Drag it on, slap your mouth twenty times!" Zhou Chiyu walked in without looking at him.

Winner and loser, if she loses, how will she end up?

Though Siguo Hall is small, it has a square-inch courtyard. There are koi carps in the pond, and there is a pavilion beside the pond. There is a osmanthus plant beside the pavilion, with red flowers blooming all over the ground, and the garden is full of fragrance.

The people in the pavilion, plain clothes draped, and thin bodies, occasionally plucked the strings with their fingers, issued a few rhythms, then stopped on the strings, and after a while, plucked it three or two times, so the intermittent sound came out outside the temple.

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, the finger stopped on the string and did not move, only the person behind him seemed to be more patient than him, standing still, the hall was silent, only the wind blowing through the osmanthus tree, and it was falling.

On the shoulders of the two, a layer of red osmanthus had already fallen. The people in the pavilion sighed softly, plucked the strings, and said, "A good song, let's chat to pass the time",

"It's a waste of time if you don't play the piano in your hand, brother", the person behind him chuckled, and slowly stepped forward. In a bright yellow wide-sleeved robe, he swept across the desk, sat down, looked up, and looked in. In Zhou Ren's eyes.

With the same expression on his face, Zhou Ren poured tea for Zhou Chiyu with one hand on his sleeve, and said, "There is nothing good in the palace, but fortunately there is still some tea. Please use it, Miss Huang."

"Forget it, this tea... I... I'm not used to drinking it." Zhou Chiyu pressed Zhou Ren's hand and said word by word, staring into his eyes secretively,

Zhou Ren smiled, put down the teapot, and said, "Coarse tea and light leaves are hard to get into the eyes of the emperor." He poured himself a drink and said, "Actually, if you drink the tea carefully, it will have a different taste."

Zhou Chiyu glanced at it, and saw that it was the last tea in the palace, even eunuchs of any rank would not use it, but Zhou Ren tasted it with gusto.

There was nothing to say for a while, Zhou Ren drank tea, and Zhou Chiyu was observing.

"Why did the emperor come here?" Zhou Ren put down the teacup and broke the silence, "Come and see how the emperor is doing?" Zhou Chiyu smiled and saw the book on the case, a travelogue.

Zhou Ren followed her gaze and said with a smile, "Drinking tea, reading poems, admiring the scenery, and painting are all free and easy. I'm afraid that the emperor's sister should not break the pen, ink, inkstone, and book."

Zhou Chiyu didn't speak, Zhou Ren sighed and said, "Sister Huang, you don't have to worry about your younger brother's inappropriate behavior. It's not a bad thing for Ren to stay here, it's just that the queen's mother is weak, so please be kind to me."

Zhou Chiyu's expression remained unchanged, and he just said, "Your mother's queen is very human. If she hadn't been behind to fuel the flames and stir up the Su family, I wouldn't have had to get into such a situation with you."

There was no trace of complaint on Zhou Ren's face, he just said, "In the past, Ren had too much involuntary control, and when he was in his position, he was always pushed to do many things, and he couldn't do it with his heart; now, he returned to peace, I feel at ease and happy." He turned his head to look at Zhou Chiyu,

"Whether the queen believes it or not, Ren never has the heart to seize the throne, and just wants to be with the piano and books, and stay indifferent for a lifetime."

With his words, put your fingers on the strings, the sound of the piano is like flowing water, clear and melodious, the sound of the piano is like a complaint,

There is no gloomy sorrow, nor unwillingness, just like a spring flowing through the valley, the moon is bright and the waves are clear, with the elegance and freedom of high mountains and flowing water, unrestrained.

Knowing the elegance of the stringed songs, Zhou Chiyu is proficient in the melody, and she can hear the peaceful and pleasant sound of the piano. She listened to a piece quietly, got up, and left the hall.

Standing outside the Hall of Thoughts, Zhou Chiyu frowned slightly. She stood there, spread her hands, her thoughts were surging,

This slender hand holds the power of the world. She is not a person who is greedy for power, but can she be like Zhou Ren, who can let go of this supreme power as soon as she says it?

A small red osmanthus flower fell in Zhou Chiyu's palm. The life held in her palm was so small and fragile. She gently closed her hands and looked up into the distance. The silver plate was empty, and the lonely moon was silent. .