Rebirth of Bamboo Horse Treacherous

The meeting with Jin Huang was finally set in the palace.

As soon as Pei Ye got into the carriage, Huai Jing was already sitting inside, so he handed over a long strip of black cloth.

Pei Ye looked down at the cloth strip in his hand, took it almost without struggling, and tied it behind his head, blindfolded.

Blindfolded and blindfolded, the other five senses became clear. Pei Ye felt the carriage start to start slowly. Huaijing didn't say where he was going, and he didn't ask. In the silence, the carriage carried the two of them towards an unknown place. drive away.

It didn't take long for the carriage to stop, and someone came up to ask what the little Dezi on the shaft had shown him, and then the carriage started slowly again.Then, after passing through two or three such guard gates, the carriage stopped quietly in one place.

Huai Jing stepped over Pei Ye, opened the car door, bent down and got out, stood on the shaft and looked back at Pei Ye who was still sitting quietly in the carriage, "Here we are."

Pei Ye reached out to untie the black cloth tied behind his head, Huai Jing's eyes darkened and he didn't stop him, he clenched his fingers behind his back and turned to get out of the car.

Pei Ye took off the cloth and got used to the darkness for a while, then got up and got out of the car.

The carriage was parked in the yard of an abandoned palace. The sky outside the car was already dark, and the palace lamps outside the palace were not lit. The only light was the dim candlelight reflected from the crack in the front palace door and the stars in the sky.

Pei Ye stood beside the carriage, quietly looking at the half-closed palace door ahead.

"I'll wait for you here."

Standing beside him, Huai Jing carefully watched the slender candlelight reflected on the ground.

Pei Ye pinched the black cloth that he had just untied in his hand, and walked there without saying a word.

Huai Jing turned around behind him and tightly closed his eyes.

The palace is not big, but it is very empty, and a candlestick is enough to illuminate all corners.

When Pei Ye opened the door and entered, a middle-aged man in a fine attire was leaning over his desk and drawing by the lamp. Hearing the voice, he raised his head and glanced at the door.

With long eyebrows drawn into the temples, the brows are sharp and fierce, and the whole body is filled with a natural overlord's aura.

This was Pei Ye's first impression of the person in the palace. Before he recovered, the person suddenly showed a faint smile, and the cold aura around him dissipated a lot in an instant.

"Pei Ye, right?"

Pei Ye nodded.

"Come here and sit here." The middle-aged man raised his finger to the chair next to him, and Pei Ye walked over and sat down in silence.

Seeing Pei Ye sitting down, the middle-aged man lowered his head to paint again. Pei Ye sat quietly on the chair and looked at the afterimage of the candlelight dancing on the ground. Time passed bit by bit in the flickering candle shadow. Ye thought that he would just sit until dawn, when the middle-aged man made the last stroke and picked up the painting and looked up.

"have a look?"

The middle-aged man held the painting in both hands and looked at Pei Ye. Pei Ye's eyes were instantly sober, and he got up and walked over to stand side by side with him in front of the desk.

The painting on Shanghao rice paper is very simple in content, but the artistry is exquisite. A few strokes outline a lifelike picture. Pei Ye lowers his head to look at it seriously.

Squatting on a vigorous ancient pine, there is a vigorous eagle looking into the distance. The sky is thousands of miles above the head, and there are many rocks under the tree. The yellow chicken was pecking at the dirt contentedly with its head down.

"How about it?"

"Good painting." Pei Ye said truthfully.

The middle-aged man smiled and didn't continue to ask. He changed his mind and said, "The eagle hits the sky, travels around the world, and the chicken eats the bottom of the rock, but it's just a mediocre life. It's also a lifetime. Being a yellow chicken is a bit boring."

"How do you know that this is not its pursuit?"

Pei Ye raised his hand to touch the chicken with dried ink, "Doing nothing, but simple and happy."

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time, then nodded slightly, "That's right."

Pei Ye consciously made a slip of the tongue, but he didn't want to make up for it. Just as he was about to put down the painting, the middle-aged man picked it up.

"I haven't written for a long time and forgot the inscription."

Putting down the painting and pressing it down with a paperweight, the middle-aged man picked up the brush and dipped it in ink and dropped two rows of vigorous small script, then turned to put the year number on the lower right, and looked back at Pei Ye, "Do you mind signing the book for me?" Bar?"

"Huh?" Pei Ye was puzzled.

The middle-aged man smiled kindly, "I have the habit of writing the name of the person discussed in the book after discussing with others. I will take it out and read it later, so that I can recall the scene of the discussion at that time."

I don't know if it's because the middle-aged man's habits are too novel, or because his smile is too kind, but Pei Ye nodded his head in a daze.

"Here, just write the name."

The tip of the pen in Pei Ye's hand turned suddenly, and the character "Pei" that was about to fall immediately turned into a handsome "Ye". The pen in Ye's hand said, "Thank you."

"……You're welcome."

Pei Ye let go of the pen and stood away from the desk, feeling confused and confused.

"Hui Jing is still waiting for you outside?"

"Ah."

The middle-aged man smiled, "It's getting late, you guys go back first."

Pei Ye nodded, took two steps back and said goodbye, then turned and left.

After leading him out of the palace gate, the middle-aged man withdrew his eyes and looked quietly at the small word 'Ye' in the lower right corner of the painting, his face softened, and carefully added a 'Huai' in front of it with a pen...

Not long after Pei Ye and Huai Jing left, the door of the palace was knocked open with a bang!A woman in a palace costume with a panic-stricken expression stumbled in!

"Where's Ye'er?!"

The little maids following her wanted to help her up, but they were thrown away fiercely!The woman frantically searched the entire empty palace that had been abandoned long ago, but found nothing in the end, she collapsed and collapsed to the ground and cried, "Where's Ye'er?! Where did you hide my Ye'er?!"

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

When the two maids saw the man standing in the middle of the hall with heavy eyes, they quickly knelt down in fear.

"go out."

With just two words, the court ladies hurriedly bowed their heads and exited as if they were being pardoned, but the women in palace costumes felt like thunder, and their eyes were full of hatred through the mottled tears as she turned her head and shot fiercely at the people in the center of the hall.

"Go back when you've had enough trouble." Jin Huang frowned and looked at her.

"Nao?" The woman was stunned for a while with her head tilted, and she let out a miserable laugh randomly, "Nao! Huai Jin, do you really have a heart?!!"

"Ye'er, he is my child! Pregnant in October, a child born through hard work, why do you... why do you want to send it to your imperial brother's name as soon as you turn around?!"

The woman fell on the ground, crying hoarsely, "You are worried that his child will die and you can't bear it, but why don't you think about it for me?! That's my child! Our own child!!"

The exquisite makeup was washed away, and the woman's usual nobility and elegance disappeared. At this moment, she was no longer a high-ranking imperial concubine, but just an ordinary poor woman who had lost her child.

"I have already helped another child of yours to become the crown prince. When he ascends the throne in the future, you will be the most honorable woman in the world."

"Is it useful to be honorable? Can I be reunited with my flesh and blood?" The woman knelt on the ground, her tears smashed into a puddle of water.

Jin Huang was silent for a long time, then said softly, "It's his own choice."

The woman lowered her head, and the tears silently fell even more fiercely...

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It will be over in about two or three chapters, let me take a long breath...