Palace chaos blue silk

The armrests of the chair, the knuckles protruding, the voice cold and angry,

"Okay, very good, you know how to choose the good and leave, I really misjudged you",

Ning Zimu's phoenix eyes were raised, her gaze was sharp, and she looked fiercely like a goshawk, but she saw her staring at him obsessively, her eyes were gentle and affectionate, and her face was full of reluctance and sadness. Ning Zimu's anger faded away for a while , but there is a little more puzzlement in his eyes.

Duan Ruohua saw her two eyes intertwined, affectionate, she seemed to stay out of the matter, the nightmare of that night seemed to reappear, her heart was so stuffy, it seemed that the air was so stuffy that people could not breathe, so she had to say,

"It's so good, let's clean it up and go with me."

Qingsheng retreated to pack up the burden, Duan Ruohua took Ning Zimu to do some homework again, but Ning Zimu's face was like the bottom of a pot, so he was dragged down, he didn't even have a chance to question Qingsheng, he couldn't swallow his bad breath, and then It can't be out of the queen.

After tidying up, Qing Sheng followed the eunuchs and maids in the Queen's Palace. Her steps were difficult, and she fell far behind the team. When she walked out of the gate of Muxia Palace, she turned her head frequently, looked and looked, and paused and paused. After being urged several times by the eunuch beside him, he left Muxia Palace.

☆, broken jade

After returning to Fengqi Palace, no matter where Qingsheng went, she always looked at her with strange eyes, and the surrounding maids and eunuchs were always whispering, pointing, mocking and laughing behind their backs.Seeing her approaching, they left with a coaxing laugh. After all, in the harem, everyone knows about big things, let alone the empress and concubines involved.Today, while she was still outside the house, she heard voices coming from the house from a distance, which seemed to be low and suppressed, with contemptuous and disdainful words, but also a little excited.

"I heard that I was broken by the guards. I really have no shame. I don't know how many people I have had such an affair with."

"It's said that after taking that kind of medicine, she tried to seduce the emperor and climb high branches. With that appearance, I don't know what it means!"

"This kind of person is humble, stay in Fengxi Palace, don't spoil your empress's reputation"

"I see, in just a few days, the empress will definitely drive her out of Fengqi Palace. This kind of person cannot be kept. Wherever you put it, it will cause trouble."

"That's right, that's right, the next day we will be in front of the empress, pretend to say a few words unintentionally, let the empress send her away, and don't cause trouble for Fengqi Palace."

Qingsheng has tried her best to put herself in a daze, but these gossips still drift into her ears, buzzing, especially in the past few days, Duan Ruohua always asks her to accompany her around and prevent others from approaching , It even made the maids feel dissatisfied, fearing that she would steal the queen's favor, and even make up some hidden charms.

"You know it, if you take me back to Fengxi Palace, you will be caught in the middle of right and wrong," Qing Sheng said lightly, standing on one side with his head down,

Duan Ruohua frowned slightly, she had sent everyone away long ago, leaving only Qing Sheng behind, and the two of them got along like this, making her seem to be in the days of Changning Palace, quiet and indifferent.

Duan Ruohua took a sip of tea, and said softly, "You...you should know, I never care about these right and wrong", her words originally wanted to say, the former Qingsheng, once said, even if she didn't say anything Without saying a word, I will believe her Qing Sheng, and I know her mind.

In order to protect her, she stood up to confront Concubine Ning Gui, who she met for the first time, in order to protect her, she regained the emperor's favor, and in order to protect her, she plunged herself into the battle in the harem. Even if she kept silent, she still believed in her.

In the end, she changed her words again, "You should know, you should know, there was some resentment in her tone, you should know, for you, I never care about right and wrong, you should know, even if I don't say anything, you should You know what I know, you should know all of this, but you don't know why.

I saw that person standing neatly on one side, with her head lowered, her face invisible, and she didn't know what she was thinking. It seemed that she no longer knew what she was thinking since a long time ago. .

Duan Ruohua took the green deer jade ring ribbon from his bosom, and lay it in the white palm, it looked more and more green and lustrous.

When she sent a message that day, she kept it and kept it close to her body. When she occasionally missed her, she took it out and read it, thinking that she would hand it to her when we met again.

That day when Muxia Palace met for the first time, she didn't want her to be so indifferent, she was so turbulent for a while, and her mind was confused. What's more, at that time, it was because of Concubine Ning's matter that she had a grudge, so she eased the matter.

Now, no matter what, you are by my side after all.Time will always erase all gaps, I will be very patient, wait slowly, wait slowly, wait for the rest of my life, wait for you to accept me again, wait for you to treat me as before, treat me as before.

Holding the warm jade pendant in her hand, she walked slowly to Qing Sheng, lowered her head, and was very close to her, so close that she was surrounded by the familiar breath of the man, so close that the warm breath exhaled by the man Brushing her hair, I really miss it, she sighed lightly, poking out her slender white hands from the wide sleeves, lowering her head to tie the jade pendant around her waist, but she was pushed away,

"Slaves don't dare to carry things that can cause trouble," Qing Sheng said stiffly, taking a step back, Duan Ruo Hua Su's hand trembled, the jade pendant fell straight down,

In fact, with Qingsheng's skill and reaction, she only needs to tap her toes, take off some force, and pick again to hold the jade pendant. The ground, with a bang, was particularly loud in the silent air, as if it had hit her heart and shattered into several pieces, as if reflecting the gentle lake surface where she bowed her head that night, forming circles of ripples, and finally Broken and separated, it became a bubble.

"Whether it's Muxia Palace or Changning Palace, let me go," Qingsheng said quietly, Duan Ruohua remained silent for a long, long time,

Suddenly, a drop of clear tears fell, crystal clear like a drop of water, reflecting a pale and heartbroken face, Duan Ruohua opened her eyes wide, without blinking, she turned around hastily, losing her usual calm demeanor, In a bit of embarrassment and bewilderment, the hand hanging by her side trembled slightly, as if her breath had been sucked out of her body suddenly, her back, which was always straight, became a little hunched, she waved her hand, forcefully Said in a calm voice, "Back off", his tone seemed a little choked up.

Hearing this, Qing Sheng lowered her head, she didn't dare to raise her head, she was afraid, she didn't know what to be afraid of, but she was just afraid, she knew that she had hurt her, very seriously.

It seemed like this, it eased the pain she felt under the palace wall, looking up at the moonlight, while she was under the emperor Cheng Huan; it seemed like this, it eased the sorrow and sorrow of the green bamboo dying in the cold lake; it seemed that In this way, the unbearable humiliation of drinking love medicine and being tortured was relieved.

It turned out that she was not a saint either, she had resentment, buried love, entered a barrier, ruined her heart, too many unbearable memories, between the two of them, they could never be erased.

She turned around and left, leaving only a bleak bright yellow figure behind.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Duan Ruohua turned around, his eyes were soaked in water, he blinked, hot tears dripped down and splashed on the broken sapphire.She never knew that a person's tears could be so scorching hot, as if branded on the softest part of the heart, so bitter, so painful, heartbreaking.

With trembling fingers, Duan Ruohua unbuttoned the pattern buttons on her side one by one, and raised her bare hands. The collar with bright yellow dragon pattern, the white jade belt with eight treasures of dragon and cloud, and the bright yellow brocade robe that covered her body were embroidered with eight colorful phoenixes. Interspersed with several peonies, the phoenix robe, which is pure and elegant, showing power and status, slipped to the ground.

She raised her hand to take off the inlaid jade phoenix hairpin, Jin Buyao, hairpin flower, and Dongzhu, and let the black hair fall like a waterfall, hanging down her waist, wearing a moon white tunic.

She had a pale smile on her cold face.

Without you, what's the use of fighting for the queen's position, what's the use of taking it away.

The author has something to say: the two chapters that abuse the queen are written with depression, well, the heroine is an asshole... I will update it in two days.

☆, love

Duan Ruohua bent down and squatted down, took out the moon-white silk silk with dark patterns of clouds and water from his bosom, picked up pieces of broken emerald jade pieces with plain hands, carefully put them into the silk, covered them in the palm of his hand, and tugged In the palm, it seems to hold a peerless and rare treasure, it seems to hold her affection like water, it seems to hold her lingering love words, it seems to hold her promise of life and death.

Somehow, it suddenly shattered, shattered into bubbles, shattered into a waking dream.

She squatted on her knees, put the emerald jade piece close to her heart, buried her head in her embrace, the moon-white brocade clothes reached the ground, and the blue silk behind her was spread all over the ground, like a banished fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, ethereal and light, but what she covered was the buried On the face of the lowered chest, tears welled up.

Even if it is sparse and indifferent like a fairy, it is inevitable to fall into the mortal world.

Duan Ruohua got up slowly, stood in front of the window, stared into the distance, dazed, the cool moonlight flowed between her eyebrows and eyes like water, and the night wind blew through the corner of the moon white brocade robe, brushing the corners of her cheeks. The scorching heat of the teardrops makes me feel cold to the bone, and the moon-white back with black hair hanging down is cold and lonely.

"Mother..." Yun Qing saw Xiao Suo's back when she entered the room, and she was so sad that her heart was twisted into a ball.I don't know when, she actually indulged herself so deeply that she couldn't extricate herself.

At the beginning, Emperor Jingwen betrayed her, blamed her, and demoted her. From outsiders' point of view, she was still as indifferent as ever. She said behind her back that the queen was a nun who was always with the green lamp, pure-hearted and ascetic. In fact, she was also sad in her heart, but she kept it hidden in her heart, and only occasionally showed a trace of it.

Now, the deep sadness that seemed to drip from her back was clearly revealed, and even she herself couldn't hide it.

She's just an ordinary court lady, just getting along in the cold palace, how deep is your love for her, and you don't even have the courage to swing a knife to cut the thread of love.

Yun Qing's thoughts were churning, seeing her so hurt, she was also sad, her face was full of worry and unbearable, and she didn't know how to speak, so she stood behind her for a moment.

"Yun Qing...you find the best craftsman in the palace for this palace, and inlay this jade pendant." Duan Ruohua straightened his back, his voice was cold, his sleeve slipped down, and his outstretched hand held a piece of silk, He didn't turn around, but just stretched his hand back, Yun Qing immediately stepped forward and took it, feeling the pieces of broken jade in the silk silk, hesitated for a moment, finally couldn't hold back, and said,

"Broken pieces of jade are hard to repair, even if they are inlaid well, they will not be as good as before",

Duan Ruohua's back trembled slightly, and he murmured, "It can't be the same as before", "It can't be the same...", "Gold is broken and jade is broken, you can't have both", I can't go back, I can't go back, I can't go back again .

Thinking of your affection is only the same as before, your heart has been entrusted to her, and my body and bones are not the same, and the sapphire is as difficult as before.Difficult as ever.

The Qingxin Pond is sparkling, and the pool is full of green reed leaves, the water vapor is smudged, mixed with the tranquil fragrance of water chestnut flowers, scattered in the wind.Qingxin Pond is the name given by Duan Ruohua back then. Whenever she was worried, she would often come here. Ask in vain, follow fate.

But now, looking at the figure reflected in the lake, her eyes are red and swollen after crying, her face is pale, her expression is miserable and desolate, she is actually infected with a nightmare, has entered a demon barrier, and has greed, obsession, delusion, and obsession in her heart. , I can't clear my heart, I can't break my love.

Duan Ruohua is dressed in white, the full moonlight is pouring down like water, the black silk is shining, so quiet, like emerald glass soaked in clear water, the time is like water, washing away the layers of glitz, leaving behind a long-lasting beauty like ancient times, Lonely and quiet.

"Leave those alienation and defenses behind, and I will watch over you", the words of the past still ring in my ears, but in the end it was "let me go",

You once said that you would guard me, but I lost my alienation, lost my defenses, and completely entrusted myself to you, but what I got in exchange was bruises all over my body. Is this the result you want?

Can't love, can't wait, can't bear, can't hurt.Once owned, unforgettable, and should be satisfied, it is time to let go.

It turned out that in the end, it was still a person.

If it weren't for the occasional night wind blowing up the sleeves, the figure standing like a rock would seem to have experienced vicissitudes of life, as if it had not changed for thousands of years, and it obviously didn't move, but it was so sad.

When Qing Sheng approached, this back figure fell into her eyes, the pool water under the moonlight reflected the lonely and thin figure, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, she could hardly breathe, her eyes were burning with soreness, but Qing Zhu's pale and cold face flashed before her eyes .

After all the tricks and twists and turns, we will never go back in the end.

She was about to turn around and leave, when she unintentionally stepped on a small stone with a thud, which startled the man, Duan Ruohua turned around slowly, and looked back.

Dressed in moon white, with a cool face, water-like eyes drawn to the coolness of the night, stained with the tranquility of Qingxin Pond, the alienation and defense are the same as when they first met, the two figures are so close under the moonlight, but they seem to have never met.

If life is only as it was first seen, why is the autumn wind sadly drawing a fan.Waiting for leisure to change but the heart of the old man, but the heart of the old man is easy to change

Is it a misunderstanding, or a lack of mutual understanding

In the past, love was as strong as wine, but it met defense

Today you are completely washed out

Come back to me, but my original love is gone

With tears dripping, ask what factors are wrongly counted

Lovers can meet again, but hearts are not connected

Today you are like a complete stranger

Even if it remains the same, the general beauty

Love is gone, you broke my heart and made me sad

Had to give up tenderness, when is it gone

cannot be recalculated

Love is gone, you never come back when you left

Although I met you again today, the love is still gone

never again

Since that day, the two fell into a deadlock of silence. Duan Ruohua still let Qing Sheng accompany him, but his eyes wandered away, and he remained silent, as if she didn't exist like air.Qing Sheng was also unwilling to open her mouth, seeing that if she wanted to write or paint, she would go forward to grind it, if she was drinking tea, she would go forward to fill it up, if she was playing chess, she would lay down the chessboard.

Sometimes, with just a look, she can know what she is thinking, do things well in advance, stand aside, and say nothing.

Even though they were silent and did not talk to each other, there was still a tacit understanding between the two, and they carefully guarded that boundary and never crossed it.

Yun Qing watched from the sidelines, worried in his heart, frowned all day long, and just sighed.

In the end, even if she abandons her feelings and hides her thoughts, she is still reluctant to let her go, so she wants to spend the rest of her life with her.

The author has something to say: This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss.. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

☆, take the opportunity

Changning Palace, located in a remote Lenggong, is quiet and desolate, occasionally a woman's shrill cry, and occasionally a low cry, the loneliness makes one's heart ache.What is buried here is the neglected women in the harem, with their flowery faces and watery years, under each solitary lamp and in every corner, there is a sad story flowing.

In unpopular places, the wind is always quite strong, whistling, blowing through every place wantonly.The trees outside the house were swaying with the wind, and under the pale moonlight, they cast shadows of chaotic branches and vines, which made people feel palpitating and timid.

A faint cough came from the room, and the candles on the table were flickering. Yu Yuexi was lying on the bed, wearing a moon-white undershirt, with loose hair, blue silk like water, spread on the pillow, making her face pale and her lips bloodless.

Creaking, the door was pushed open, and a gust of wind gushed in. The visitor turned around quickly, fastened the door, and checked the window. Seeing that there was not a trace of wind leaking in, he held the medicine bowl in both hands and carefully brought it to him. In front of the bed, looking at the haggard patient, there was distress in his eyes.

Immediately, she was enveloped by layers of rich acacia fragrance, and Yu Yuexi knew who it was without opening her eyes.

"Yuexi..get up..drink the medicine..", a murmured and lazy voice called out, which made people's hearts soften. She wore a shirt with a red coral hairpin on her hair, making her face under the candlelight charming and moving.It's just that the hair bun that is always docile on weekdays has a few strands hanging down her forehead at this moment, and there are also some gray stains on her fair little face, which makes her look a bit embarrassed, but she is really not like her who is always enchanting and delicate.

Lin Meier supported Yu Yuexi to sit up, closed the quilt tightly for her, and then said softly,

"I have boiled this medicine for two hours, drink it while it is hot, and the disease will heal quickly", even if it is the confession, the low and hoarse voice is still indescribably attractive, which makes people feel uncomfortable Sour, Yu Yuexi blinked, her eye sockets were a little red. When sick, people really become fragile.

"What? Are you moved? If you are moved, let's make a promise with your body..." Lin Meier winked at her, licked her lips lightly with her small tongue, bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, her peach blossom eyes slanted Looking sideways, his pupils were like waves, and Yu Yuexi could see the blush on the tips of his ears, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring at her fiercely.

The man ignored her eyes, picked up the bowl, filled the medicine, blew lightly, and brought it to her lips with his slender hand. Yu Yuexi opened his lips and took a sip. The bitter taste in her throat made her frown. , bulging mouth, could not help but want to vomit,

"Don't vomit, I finally fried it", Lin Meier saw that she was about to vomit, her pale fingers were stuck on her lips, and she gave her a hard look, Yu Yuexi wanted to laugh, she wanted to say you She seemed to be winking when she glared, but she didn't say it, she just bent down anxiously, spit out the black concoction into the copper basin under the bed, retched a few times, her eyes were moist , turning blue.

Lin Meier snorted, turned around and handed her tea, rinsed her mouth, took a wet silk towel, wiped her mouth clean, and helped her to sit down.

"Is it that bad to drink?" Lin Mei'er looked at the black concoction in the bowl and muttered something, Yu Yuexi nodded desperately, pursed her mouth, and expressed that she would never drink it again.

"You can't drink it, you've been bedridden for a few days." Lin Mei'er refused to retreat, took another spoonful, and handed it over. There was a bitter smell in her nose.

"I'd rather be sick than drink." Yu Yuexi pursed her mouth, turned her head to one side, and became stubborn. The little white rabbit lost her temper, which clearly touched her bottom line.

Lin Mei'er took the medicine bowl, brought it to her lips, and took a sip by herself, with a calm expression on her face.

Yu Yuexi was surprised, and was about to speak, but saw Lin Meier leaning over and covering her lips, the medicine juice in her mouth slowly flowed into her mouth, accompanied by the softness between her lips, a burst of The extremely bitter taste slowly poured in, Yu Yuexi couldn't help but tremble, and wanted to retch again.

Lin Mei'er held her lips and sucked her hard, the fragrant tongue in her mouth was entangled, a numbness came from the back of her head, and then spread to her limbs, Yu Yuexi swallowed involuntarily, and poured the medicine juice He also swallowed it, feeling drowsy, with weak hands and feet, as if there were tens of thousands of ants in his body, the itching was so unbearable that Yu Yuexi forgot to vomit for a while.Yu Yuexi softly propped up her hand, pressed against her, and pushed her away, frowning slightly,

"After drinking the medicine, the disease will be cured quickly. I am doing it for your own good. Look at how much you have taken advantage of." Seeing that she stopped vomiting, Lin Meier said lazily and charmingly, holding her limp chest with one hand. wrist.Withdrew his head slightly, took another sip of the concoction, and then covered his lips to feed it to her. The bitter concoction accompanied by the scent of acacia flowers passed through his mouth and throat, the soft touch between his lips, and the strong fragrance of acacia flowers in his nose, made her feel Yu Yuexi's mind became no longer clear.

Lin Meier drank the concoction again, and in her eyes was Yu Yuexi's delicate and flowery cheeks, flushed slightly, like white jade dyed with rosy clouds, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes misty, like a helpless little white rabbit, Cherry lips parted slightly, panting lightly.Lin Meier's heart moved, she fed the medicine, and covered the softness of Yu Yuexi's chest with her hand, kneading it gently.

"This is a reward." Lin Meier gave the last mouthful of medicine, smiled softly, put the candied fruit into Yu Yuexi's mouth, the sweet and fragrant candied fruit covered the bitterness in her mouth, just like the The sweet little tongue tangled in the mouth.

After Lin Meier retreated slightly, Yu Yuexi closed her eyes and her eyelashes trembled slightly. She pretended to be asleep, slid down, huddled under the quilt, turned over, and curled up into a ball. Only her small ears were exposed. So bright red it gave away the secret.

Lin Mei'er put down the medicine bowl, held her shoulders, turned her around, and stared at her seriously. Seeing that her pink face was as delicate as peaches and plums, her lips were bright, and her face was shy and timid, she couldn't help but be dazed, the corners of her mouth twitched. With a smile, he sat on the edge of the bed, slowly took off his outer shirt, took off his shoes and socks,

"What are you doing?" After all, the man couldn't pretend anymore, squinted his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and asked pretending to be vicious,

"Sleep with you, don't worry, I'm not interested in patients..." Lin Meier glanced at her peachy eyes, lay down and hugged her, and buried her head in the crook of her neck.

I'm used to it, I'm used to it. On a lonely and lonely night, lying alone on a cold bed, I haven't had this soft hug and warm body for a long time. At this moment, Yu Yuexi is inexplicably greedy for this. Here comes the warmth.

The author has something to say: I forgot to post this chapter

☆, substitute

The melodious sound of silk and bamboo, flute and orchestra songs are pleasant to the ear, coupled with the simple and deep chime bells, it seems that the fairy music from the Qiong Tower floats down, winding around the beams endlessly.Living in the brocade brocade, Emperor Jingwen and Zhou Yuanshi reclined on the couch, covered with a large cushion of vermilion eight dragons and auspicious clouds, with lock brocade backrests and guide pillows standing on the board wall, a golden dragon and purple jade crown with hair inlaid on his head, and wearing a Ming yellow dragon and cloud eight treasures pattern gown, tied with a jade belt inlaid with jade dragon spit jewels, and brocade yellow-soled boots. The golden yellow liquid sloshing in the wine bottle exudes an alluring aroma of wine.

Emperor Jingwen poured his bottle like his lips, drank the wine in one gulp, his expression was unpredictable, and his appreciative eyes lingered on the woman beside him. This is the daughter of the prefect of Qingzhou, who was sent to the palace two days ago. There are seven or eight points similar.

Xu Shi was thoughtful and drank in a hurry. Emperor Jingwen coughed a few times and cleared his throat. The maid holding the silver saliva box stepped forward to pick up the phlegm he spit out. The maid who served tea held the tea and asked him to rinse After rinsing his mouth, he spit it into the gargle, and then raised the handkerchief to let Emperor Jingwen wipe his mouth.

Emperor Jingwen put down the wine bottle, rubbed his fingertips on the wine bottle, and looked at her carefully, like a piece of pure jade, but with a meek and cowardly look in his eyes, sitting in front of him at this moment, with his head lowered, his chin almost reaching his chest Before, she didn't even have the courage to raise her head, which was far from the Queen's temperament.

His eyes were a little foggy, his tone was flat, "raise your head",

"The majesty of the emperor is imposing, and the concubines dare not look up." The voice as thin as a mosquito came softly, trembling slightly, with a little timidity,

"I asked you to raise your head." Emperor Jing Wen was a little impatient, and raised his voice. He knocked the wine bottle heavily on the table, making Zhuang Bingqing tremble all over in fright, and then slowly raised his head. His eyes were like a flustered bunny, flickering non-stop. Looking forward, not daring to look directly at the Holy Majesty's face,

Emperor Jingwen raised his head and drank another bottle of wine, squinted his eyes slightly, and pinched her chin with his hand, raising her head higher, allowing the light of the candle to flicker on her face, allowing her to see clearly again some.

With a clear and elegant face, as white as snow, like a woman who does not eat fireworks, falling into a crowded market, confused and confused, similar in shape but not in spirit, compared to Duanhou, she lacks a little cool and elegant demeanor.

Ruo Duanhou is like a lonely fairy in Guanghan Palace outside the Nine Heavens, while she is a woman who lives away from the world, and she still has a bit of worldly atmosphere.

Like a fairy and a mortal, the former has already cut off the love thread, not surprised by sorrow and joy, sympathetic to the common people, but indifferent and lonely, while the latter, even though hidden in the mountains and forests, is still trapped in the world of mortals, between sorrow and joy.

Zhuang Bingqing's body has a pure and pure aura, and is contaminated with the smell of the world of mortals. On the contrary, it is easier to get close to, unlike Duan Hou, who will always reject people thousands of miles away. Thinking of this, Emperor Jing Wen felt a little angry in his heart, he was angry I was always controlled by her emotions over and over again.

He looked up, drank the wine in the glass again, put it on the desk, and the maid who was serving with the wine pot hurriedly filled it up again. This is the hundred-day drunken tribute from the capital of Shu. Long-lasting fragrance, full stamina, intoxicating.

"Your Majesty~~", Zhuang Bingqing's chin was lifted by him, and she had to face Emperor Jingwen, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes frantically flickered, she didn't dare to stay on his face,

"Is that so frightening?" Emperor Jingwen increased his grip on her chin, a trace of drunkenness flashed in his eyes, he drank another bottle of wine, approached Zhuang Bingqing, and said softly,

"The emperor is so handsome and graceful, Qing'er dare not look directly at him", Zhuang Bingqing couldn't avoid his approaching face, so she had to close her eyes slightly, and said timidly,

"Then do you like me?" Emperor Jingwen sprayed strong alcohol on her face, making her tremble slightly, but she still nodded firmly and said shyly,

"It's Qing'er's blessing to be able to serve the emperor," Zhuang Bingqing seemed to muster up a lot of courage. Zhuang Bingqing opened his eyes and stared blankly at Emperor Jingwen. Emperor Wen was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly again, poured down another bottle of wine, waved people to retreat, pulled Zhuang Bingqing over, sat in his arms, and kissed carelessly with lips full of alcohol.

Zhuang Bingqing's face was flushed, and although she was very shy, she still sat docilely in her arms, allowing him to do whatever he wanted, and even brought a trace of joy. Seeing her so well-behaved, Emperor Jingwen felt happy in his heart, and the unruly hands also touched her. wandering around,

"I like that you are so gentle and caring." Emperor Jing Wen buried his head in her neck, the scent of wine and ambergris surrounded her, Zhuang Bingqing couldn't help but turned around and embraced Emperor Jing Wen, very cooperative, getting closer to his body ,

"It's very much in line with my wishes. I want to reward the magistrate of Gyeongju and give such a treasure to me." Emperor Jingwen reached into his big hand under his shirt and stroked his delicate and smooth skin. Turning slightly red, he panted heavily, covering the softness of her chest, gently kneading, his eyes were dark, and his heart was extremely satisfied,

"Thanks to the empress's recommendation, Qing'er is blessed to serve the emperor." Zhuang Bingqing panted slightly, thinking to say something nice for the empress in front of the emperor, and to rely on the empress in the future.

"You said~~ it was the empress who introduced you to the palace to serve me?" Emperor Jingwen stopped his movements and raised his eyes. The flames in his eyes turned red, making Zhuang Bingqing flinch involuntarily.

"Yes..." Zhuang Bingqing said timidly,

When Emperor Jing Wen heard the words, his face was ashen, and he stood up, Zhuang Bingqing fell to the ground, seeing anger flickering in his eyes, drunk in his eyes, holding the fingers of the wine bottle, making his knuckles turn white.He smashed down the wine bottle with a bang, and sprinkled the golden liquid on Zhuang Cairen.

"Come here~~", Emperor Jing Wen slammed the table case, the pain in his head was splitting, and the alcohol surged up, making him sway, so he had to support the table case, barely supported his body, and stumbled outside.

"Li Chengqian, drive Fengqi Palace", the eunuch Li Chengqian approached from the door, stepped forward quickly, supported Emperor Jingwen, and shouted in a shrill voice to the outside,

"Putting out Fengqi Palace~~"

The author has something to say:

☆, Holy Wrath

At night, in the bedroom of Fengqi Palace, Duan Ruohua wore a brocade gown with moon-white eight-leaf and dark patterns, and the bundled green silk was loosely tied with a green jade hairpin, vaguely still the cold queen who demoted Changning Palace, From that day on, as long as she lived in Fengqi Palace, she would no longer wear the bright yellow phoenix robe.

Duan Ruohua was leaning on the couch, propping up the lead pillow, his eyes fell on the scroll, and he was concentrating. Qingsheng was wearing a lotus green skirt, her hair was pulled casually, and she was wearing a wooden hairpin. On the side, with the usual complexion, he stood with his head down, his hands folded by his side, and he followed him.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of the candle flame crackling and exploding, and suddenly a loud sound resounded in the sky above Fengqi Palace,

"The emperor is here", the suddenness made people startled, and then jumped up suddenly,

Qing Sheng's eyelids couldn't help twitching, and she looked at Duan Ruohua subconsciously. Seeing her standing upright and her movements stiff, she said eagerly,

"Yun Qing, go out and report. I am not feeling well and have already rested." Yun Qing raised her skirt and hurried out. As soon as she went out, Emperor Jing Wen strode in, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty today... ", Yun Qing knelt down and replied,

"Go away", Emperor Jingwen pushed her away, walked in with a little unsteady footsteps, and said loudly while still outside the door,

"Get out of here, I want to have a good conversation with the queen tonight." He was drunk all over, his eyes were red, as if he was very drunk.

Qing Sheng didn't move when she heard the words, she looked at Duan Ruohua in a little panic, but seeing that her face was a little pale, she forced a smile at her and signaled her to go out with her eyes.

How many times of danger, how many difficulties, she always tried to be calm, calmly signaled herself to leave, and stayed alone to bear everything.

Qingsheng was panicking in her heart, she hated herself for always being unable to do anything, but even if she stayed, it was still useless.So I had to lower my head and retreated with difficulty, my feet were a little weak, and I couldn't help thinking that when I accidentally drank the love medicine that day, the emperor hovered over me, looking at me with greed and desire, when I passed by Emperor Jingwen, He clearly smelled the pungent and strong smell of alcohol on his body, which was a bit threatening, and his heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Stop", Emperor Jing Wen yelled suddenly, Qing Sheng trembled in fright, a pair of bright golden dragons walked towards the boots, caught in the eyes, Qing Sheng's chin was suddenly pinched by the emperor, and he lifted it up, seeing the man Golden dragon and purple jade crown, bright yellow dragon and cloud gown with eight treasures, her face was red and purple, her eyes flickered frantically, and she seemed to be looking at her with some interest,

"I've seen you, where are you?" Along with the words, the pungent smell of alcohol was almost nauseating,

He squinted his eyes, as if thinking about it, but he couldn't help but stroked his hands from his chin to his neck, and then to the bare skin of the neckline, caressing carefully,

"The skin is as smooth as satin. That's right, the court lady who was drugged that night." His red eyes flickered, and his tone was full of joking or nonchalant, but he only revealed that he seemed very interested in this person, but his hands seemed Like a cold snake, it kept walking on Qing Sheng's body, making her tremble.

Suddenly a cold voice sounded from the side, "Your Majesty, you are drunk", Duan Ruohua hurried out, her footsteps were a little flustered, she held his arm, walked to the side of the couch, turned her body slightly, without any trace With a sudden look, Qing Sheng quickly stepped back. Emperor Jing Wen leaned on her, put his weight on her, raised his hand, and rubbed his aching forehead, but suddenly seemed to remember something, and threw it away. She turned around with her hand, pointed at Qing Sheng who was about to leave, and shouted loudly,

"What is she doing here?" His face was gloomy, his eyes were deep, and there was even a hint of jealousy in it, probably a misreading, Qing Sheng thought to himself.

"You, stay." Emperor Jing Wen pointed to Qing Sheng, recalling the words of Concubine Ning Guifei who gave the medicine that night, then turned his head to look at Duan Ruohua, barely steadied his mind, opened his red eyes, and carefully identified her. His expression seemed to be about to see something.

It's just that the cheek facing him is always so hatefully cold as water, cold as ice.

She doesn't care that he circles among so many women, she doesn't care that he shows less and less favor to her, and she doesn't care that he mistakenly believes that others demote her to the cold palace.The truth about the witchcraft came to light, and he personally welcomed her back to the palace. After she came out of Changning Palace, she began to treat him tenderly. He thought that she cared about him in the end.

But within a few days, she returned to her indifference and indifference, repeatedly evading, unwilling to see each other, and now, she has found someone similar to herself to serve him, indifferent and heartless, what does she care about, what does she care about What.

Emperor Jing Wen couldn't help but raised his hand to caress Duan Ruohua's cold face, muttering, "How long will the queen hide from me?" road,

"The concubine has been sick all the time, and I don't want the emperor to look haggard."

The emperor's hand was still in place, holding it awkwardly. He saw that she was wearing a moon-white gown with dark patterns, her head was standing upright, her neck was long, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were cold, and she couldn't see her emotions clearly.

Among the women in the harem who do not rush to be the first to invite favor, she is always unable to avoid it. Except for the bright yellow phoenix robe, she is always plain white, the white of ordinary people. .

Emperor Jingwen was a passionate person. He loved beauties, their frowns and smiles, their sadness or sorrow, their love like weeping.