Palace chaos blue silk

Weeping loudly, Qingsheng stood at the door, unable to advance or retreat, suddenly the door opened, Concubine Wan walked out with a serious expression on her face, looked up to see Qingsheng, instantly put on a charming smile, her eyes were as thin as silk, and said softly,

"The kitten has a bad temper tonight, I advise you not to get scratched, why don't you go to my house?",

Qingsheng saw that her right cheek was as smooth as fat, and there was still a red palm print, the corner of her mouth raised, and said:

"Your Majesty, the makeup is too much, I'd better go back to the room and tidy it up." Concubine Wan raised her hand to cover her right face, her left hand lightly hugged Qing Sheng's waist, exhaling like blue,

"It's called Mei'er, and next time, I will never forgive you." After saying that, he chuckled, looked back, and walked away with lotus steps.

"Yuexi, I brought you something to eat." Hesitating again and again, Qingsheng still spoke outside the door, the sobbing inside the door gradually died down, and Yu Yuexi's hoarse voice came from a long time,

"Qingsheng, I'm not feeling well today, how about another day?" Qingsheng sighed,

"Everything is predestined," the room was silent.

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☆, tear the night

Qingsheng's heart was confused, so he walked casually, and unconsciously walked to the front of Duan's back room, a lamp like beans, the candle flame flickered, and a straight and slender figure was cast in front of the window, with a small nose tip, thin lips and slender lips. The curvature of the chin, the slender fingers holding the book are like orchids and fragrant,

Qingsheng stands upright in front of the window, engraving this figure in his heart, but the bitterness slowly spreads from the deepest part of his heart. The moonlight is shining brightly, casting a long shadow, from the ground to under the window lattice, desolate and lonely, two different worlds People with different genders, the same gender, feelings that cannot be tolerated in the world, their figures are close, but they seem to be separated by thousands of mountains.One thought is so close, one breath is far away.How to do it can walk into your side and into your heart step by step.

Suddenly, the figure in front of the window got up, walked to the door, opened the door, raised her eyes, her eyes met, she was silent, a round of moonlight was reflected in her eyes, as cold as water, Qing Sheng was about to speak, but she turned back house, closed the door.

The moonlight was covered by the oncoming dark clouds, the breeze rolled, the tree shadows swayed, a drop of water fell on the cheek, two drops, three drops, the cool rain fell on the face, like her cold hands touching her cheeks, raindrops falling from her hair, It fell to the ground coldly along the cheeks and chin, and it was already warm when it fell. Can this warmth cover your coldness?

The rain was getting heavier, and the blue clothes were wet, and I didn't know how long I stood there, until the figure in front of the window blew out the red candle, and fell into a dark silence, Qing Sheng stood with his hands down, his face was covered with temperatureless rain, as cold as ice. The snow water of the mountain stream flowed by, and her clothes were completely wet. She raised her arms and hugged herself, as if she could warm herself up, and walked back to the house with stiff steps, but the chill spread from her body to her heart.

Tossing and turning in the night, waking up early, the rain has stopped, the midsummer morning still carries a hint of coolness, I put on my clothes and go out, the fresh air hits me, I take a deep breath, I suddenly feel a lot more enlightened, and I walk towards the back residence unconsciously Go, and from a distance, I saw the figure behind Duan, wearing a moon-white thin shirt, with loose green hair, as if walking from an ink painting, with elegant aura, holding a paintbrush in her hand, leisurely and focused, painting carefully, Qing Sheng wanted to turn around Leaving, looking at the thin clothes of that person, finally couldn't bear it, approached, lightly tied the cloak on her shoulders, said,

"The dew is heavy in the morning, don't catch a cold." The man didn't say anything, just stared at the paper, the summer scene of the courtyard jumped out, the branches protruding from the wall, after the rain hit, the hibiscus flowers on the branches bloomed sporadically, pen and ink Freehand, smudged with water vapor, adding a bit of charm.After contemplating for a moment, he picked up a pen and wrote in Xiaozhuan on one side,

"Morning clouds and dew dye the branches heavy, showers and flowers fall all over the garden mound", signed Ruohua,

"If we can know each other and meet again, we will share this dream together", Qingsheng read out this line of lyrics by accident,

"The poetic flavor doesn't match, and the last sentence is missing a word." Qing Sheng was speechless at her rigor. As an engineering student, it's pretty good to be able to match this, okay? The lyrics are all written like this.

A drop of rain fell, and the brush and ink smudged. Qing Sheng held the painting in his arms with one hand, took her with the other, and ran back. Sure enough, it was raining cats and dogs, so he had to hide under the eaves, carefully put away the painting, and put it in his hand. It was still her cold little hand, she twitched it, Qing Sheng refused to let it go,

"Ruohua's hands are too cold, they will catch cold, cover the heat first", Duan Ruohua said nothing, pinched her fiercely, and turned his head to look at the rain curtain in the distance.

Qing Sheng took out the moon-white handkerchief from her bosom, and wiped the raindrops on her hair carefully. She couldn't see those cold eyes, but her fair face appeared to be well-behaved and quiet. The raindrops hanging on the eyelashes, I really wanted to protect her for the rest of my life, a soft place in my heart collapsed,

"There is no need to escape, no need to respond, as long as you accept it calmly, giving does not mean taking. Sometimes, giving is also joyful to me." Looking at the still silent side, I was almost discouraged for a long time It was only then that I heard a "hmm" as thin as a mosquito, and after finishing speaking, I pulled my hands back and turned around.

"The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the eaves where you and I have escaped the rain." Qingsheng hummed, tapped the steps with his toes, and made a move to swim the dragon in the sky. Tsing Yi spun in a circle and landed on the ground. Hit in the face, but also can not hide the joy.

Since then, Qingsheng has often run to Ruohua's house, bringing sugar water and cakes, occasionally grinding and practicing handwriting for her, and accompanying her in painting and playing chess, and she no longer refuses to accompany her. Keeping the distance from each other, after a long time, they began to get used to each other's existence.

In his spare time, he practiced the Qingfeng Sword diligently, and knew all the moves. Yun Qing said that Qing Sheng lacked actual combat experience, so he took the wooden sword to the bamboo forest early in the morning, chopping and striking. He strengthened his ability to face battles, practiced moves against Yun Qing at night, and after a long time, he still had a good posture.

It was early autumn, and the petals of Wu Yu were falling off one by one. Qingsheng was a little bit reluctant, so he picked them up one by one, dried them and put them in his purse. The faint fragrance of flowers was overwhelming.

Yu Yuexi still avoided seeing Yu Yuexi, Qingsheng always felt that something was wrong, walked to Zhongyuan, and saw Yu Yuexi standing under the hibiscus tree obsessively. Wearing a large piece of pink hibiscus petals, wearing a water-blue skirt, her figure is much thinner, and she feels a little unbearable. Just as she is about to step forward, she sees a fuchsia-red dress beside her from the corner of her eye, and stands looking straight at the water-blue figure. Her charming silky eyes showed a rare seriousness. Concubine Wan stepped forward, gently picked off the petals from Yue Xi's shoulders, tied the cloak on her shoulders, and when the wind blew, hibiscus flowers fell, and pink petals danced all over the sky.

At night, Qingsheng went to see Concubine Wan. She changed into a bright red tulle dress, and lay lazily on the couch, with her head on her hands, charming and charming. She beckoned to sit by the bed, and Qingsheng stood on the bed front, road,

"Ma'am, Qingsheng wants to ask something?" She squinted her eyes slightly, sat up Yingying, and said,

"I said that if you call me Niangniang again, I will never forgive you, remember?" Qingsheng nodded, and was about to speak, but was pulled by Concubine Wan and fell on the bed. Concubine Wan turned over and pressed her lips get closer,

"Do you remember this time?" Qing Sheng nodded hastily,

"Then call me to listen to it?" She exhaled like blue, blowing in her ears, Qing Sheng remained silent, Concubine Wan smiled even more, "Are you really not calling?", her cherry lips parted slightly, and she slowly approached, Qing Sheng I have to compromise,

"Meier, stop making trouble, it's not good for others to see", Qingsheng said anxiously, struggling to get up, she chuckled twice, but her soft and delicate body sat still on her body, Qingsheng couldn't fight, couldn't earn, I only sighed that I learned martial arts for nothing, so I simply gave up resisting, lay on my back on the bed, looked at her, and said,

"I just want to ask you, what's the matter with Yuexi?", her eyes flashed, and she smiled charmingly,

"Why are you asking me about this? Do you really want to know? I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it?" Qingsheng was a little uneasy, Mei'er's eyes became more charming, and she said slowly,

"The night she was drunk, she had a skin-to-skin relationship with me. She felt guilty towards you and avoided seeing you. She only knew how to torture herself." The sentence was slow but struck Qing Sheng's mind like thunder. Qing Sheng took a deep breath and said every word road,

"You took advantage of her drunkenness to belittle her? Despicable", Concubine Wan laughed after hearing this, slowly lowered her body, stroked her face with her hands, and said,

"Lonely in the cold palace, why don't you find some fun for each other, do you think it's good?" The cherry red lips approached, and the eyes were as charming as water, but Qing Sheng remembered the eyes of the cherry red figure under the sycamore tree, serious and even affectionate. Did you do everything?

"You have feelings for Yue Xi, right? You understand her feelings for me, so you did all of this?" Qing Sheng said, Concubine Wan suppressed her smile, stood up gracefully, stood looking at the hibiscus flower outside the window, and said ,

"What kind of affection do women talk about? It's just comfort when they are lonely. Qingsheng thinks too much." Qingsheng got out of bed quickly, walked to the door,

"Mei'er, I'm afraid I'm going to let her down on Yuexi. If you treat her sincerely, it's great. If you don't want to, please don't hurt her again. What she wants is not comfort when she's lonely, but A single-minded person with a white head and never parting from each other", Concubine Wan snorted softly,

"The concubines who have been relegated to the cold palace should have understood a long time ago that it is absurd promise to stick to one's heart and never leave their heads. It is illusory, and it is better to have fun in time." After listening, Qingsheng said helplessly,

"Don't hurt her anymore," Concubine Wan's face gradually became serious,

"Do you think that your silence is hurting? Even if she has a skin-to-skin relationship with me, she still has you in her heart." Concubine Wan's face flashed with anger again,

"Where did I hurt her? She didn't care about me at all?" After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to signal her to leave. Qing Sheng turned around and opened the door, but was stunned. Yu Yuexi stood in front of the door, frail Body, face pale as if without a trace of blood, eyes dull, as if staring at Qing Sheng, or through her staring at Concubine Wan behind, it was difficult to look directly, Qing Sheng turned to look at Concubine Wan, in the big red clothes Under the reflection, her face also turned pale, her lips moved, unable to speak,

Yu Yuexi squeezed out an ugly smile, murmured, "It's okay, it's okay", turned around and ran away.

"Yuexi" Qingsheng chased after her, Yuexi stopped in her tracks, with her back turned, holding back,

"It's okay, after a while, it will be fine." After finishing speaking, he walked back to the room step by step, his back was weak and strong, just like what he saw in front of the bed.

After the unhappy parting that night, Yu Yuexi and Lin Mei'er rarely came to the inner garden, and the palace suddenly became deserted.

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☆, Yueming

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the father-in-law in the palace spread the word that the maids in charge of the palaces gathered in the Deqing Palace. Qing Sheng wore the most unobtrusive Tsing Yi Ru skirt, and with her ordinary face, she was thrown into the crowd and buried.The chief steward's teachings were from early morning to noon, and he was drowsy. It was nothing more than that the emperor was wise, governed the country well, the world was peaceful, and the harem was well managed. Palace distribution.

Mid-autumn night, the bright moon was shining in the sky, the stars were shining, there was a banquet in the courtyard, and the hostesses carefully combed it. The noble mother brought Ziyi and Huang Rong, Ziyi put some ointment on her hair, and her hair was combed. She was obedient, with a red gauze flower on her hairpin, looking charming and charming, while Huang Rong's dirty little face was also cleaned up, she was delicate and lovely, and the silk scarf in her hand was twisted and twisted, a little stiff, but the two of them were still Sitting honestly at the side, Ziyi put her ear close to Qingsheng and said, "The emperor will come to this banquet, my palace is so beautiful tonight, I am sure to overwhelm the emperor, and show my kindness." After finishing speaking, she raised her sleeve to cover her mouth, Giggling, Qingsheng smiled, and quietly leaned into her ear and said,

"Then eat well, don't let the emperor see you, you will lose your sense of propriety", Ziyi nodded cautiously, with an elegant posture, eating, Xin Cairen and Chang Cairen wore bright yellow and light green clothes, looking a lot more energetic, Yu Yuexi, who was still dressed in aqua-blue clothes, sat on one side with a lost expression, occasionally lingering on Qingsheng with a few vague glances, and far away was Concubine Wan in a cherry red dress. , looked a little haggard, and forced himself to chat with the Xincai person next to him. Qing Sheng remembered that when he came to this cold palace just now, he was not very embarrassed, and several months had passed in a blink of an eye.

The slowly approaching moon-white figure made people look forward to it, with black hair hanging down and a cloudy face, it took away breath at a glance, it was as cold as water.She sat in the main seat, raised her cup, and said

"The autumn sky is bright and the moon is hanging, the light is as clear as in previous years, tonight and what night, let's gather together at this time", everyone raised their glasses one after another, and issued a drinking order. With the theme of Mid-Autumn Festival, Qingsheng was defeated within a few rounds and drank a lot.

The moon is the dawn of my hometown. Maybe everyone has their own concerns, maybe homesickness and melancholy are causing trouble, everyone is a little bit depressed, and the banquet is over early.

After cleaning up the mess, Qingzhu went to sleep drunk, Qingsheng sat in the courtyard, looking at the stars, in another dimension, are parents also looking at the stars in the sky, imagining which one is themselves, they don’t know the days when they are not there Having a good time, thinking of the white hair mixed with it, the homesickness spread bitterly, took out the flute and played "Remembering Love" softly,

The emptiness of the long night makes me nostalgic for the old things. The bright moon looks at my mother relative to each other, and my parents are as loving and gentle as the blue moon. I can't help but feel sad when I miss them.

The long night is empty and the pillow is cold and weeping in the middle of the night. The distant road is far away and the blue sea shows my heart. My parents are loving and gentle like the blue moon. I often ask He Daily in my heart.

The kindness of relatives should be repaid, and filial piety should be cherished, but I am the only one who can't comfort my relatives when I leave.

After playing, I said lightly, "I am the only one who is leaving, I can't comfort my relatives, and I will send you off in my dream by flicking the song rhyme", the sound of rustling footsteps came, and I turned my head to see Yu Yuexi, who lost a lot of weight. The round chin was also pointed, and there was a touch of sadness hidden between her brows. She walked slowly in front of Qing Sheng, stroked her frowning brows, and said quietly,

"Does Qingsheng know my mind? Don't forget, don't let me down",

"Yuexi, you deserve to be cherished by better people." Qing Sheng gently took her hand, held it tightly, and looked at her quietly,

"But I can't let it go, I can't forget it", Yue Xi smiled miserably, she was delicate and charming, Qing Sheng was heartbroken, and hugged her tightly,

"Since the day I saved you, I have wanted to protect you and prevent you from being hurt any more. Yuexi, I never thought that I would hurt you one day, but my heart has been occupied by others, and I can't be against you." You are unfair." Yu Yuexi buried herself in Qingsheng's neck, her tears flowed like a river breaking a bank, wet her back, her heart hurt so badly that she couldn't breathe.

"But you have been unfair, you didn't even give me a chance", Yu Yuexi said in a muffled voice, she didn't want to give up, she was so unwilling,

Suddenly she bit Qing Sheng's neck fiercely, and did not let go. Qing Sheng gritted her teeth and did not say a word. She just patted her back with her hand, and when she felt that the flesh was about to be bitten off, Yu Yuexi let go. As if regretting endlessly, exhaling and blowing, kissing again and again,

"Does it hurt?",

"Time will wash away all the pain, one day you will forget me and find the right person", Qing Sheng caressed her head lying on her shoulder,

"If I still can't forget you, and you are still alone, you would like to try to be with me." Yu Yuexi raised her head, her teary eyes were dim, and she pouted, but her eyes were full of longing.

Qingsheng was full of embarrassment, but in desperation, she had no choice but to nod her head, saw her smile through tears, wiped her tears with her hands, and said,

"Crying and laughing, don't be shy," Yu Yuexi buried herself in her arms shyly, wiping away her tears on the front of her clothes.Qing Sheng patted her head, it was late at night, she went back to rest, talked for a while before leaving again.

The night was getting dark, but Qingsheng still walked to the front of Duanhou's house habitually. At this time, she should still be reading a book. When she got closer, she found that the room was pitch black, and she probably went to bed early.But she didn't feel sleepy in her heart, and walked to Yuexin Lake outside the cold palace. The Yuexin Lake must be beautiful tonight.The bright moon is in the sky, casting a bright moon shadow on the center of the lake, like the pure heart of the lake, and the willow branches are swaying, which is really charming.

As he got closer, he saw the white back standing by the lake, which was different from the usual way of looking up at the moon. Tonight, the figure lowered his head, staring blankly at the white reflection on the lake, thoughtfully.White walls and blue tiles, arched bridges and moonlight, reflections poured back and forth, and willow buds dangling in the water.

Qingsheng stopped, and a blue figure was cast on the lake, standing beside her. Seeing her silent, Qingsheng did not want to break the tranquility at this moment, and stood quietly side by side, calm and at ease.After a long time, he looked blank and lost, and murmured,

"It seems that I have become different from my former self", Qing Sheng was startled, and turned to look at her, she was still looking down at her reflection, frowning slightly,

"What changed?" Qing Sheng finally couldn't help asking, looked up and saw her, and was slightly stunned, his eyes instantly became much colder, like thick fog blown by a hurricane, circling around the mountain , covering the snow-capped mountains and clear waters in the eyes,

"What are you doing here, don't you need to accompany Yue Xi?" she said coldly, with a hint of ambiguity in her tone,

"Did you see it?" Qing Sheng smacked his tongue secretly, a look of annoyance flashed across his face,

"Going back to the house to get a book for Concubine Wan, I happened to bump into Concubine Wan, and Concubine Wan went back straight away, I had nowhere to go, so I came here." When she finished, her expression flickered and her tone became colder.

"Then what do you think?" Qing Sheng asked tentatively,

"What can I think? If we have feelings for each other, we just need to get along well," she said angrily. Qing Sheng complained in her heart, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration, saying,

"Yuexi is indeed deeply rooted in love, and I also swear to protect her forever," Qingsheng said slowly, looking at Bingshan's eyes, the temperature dropped sharply, and turned around to leave. Qingsheng hurriedly pulled her back, but she shook her hard. Opening his hand, while pulling, Qing Sheng touched the wound on the neck socket, gasped in pain, and glanced past, and found the deep tooth marks beside the slender neck socket, which seemed to be silently telling the entanglement, the cold There was a trace of anger in his eyes that he didn't understand, and he raised his hand and slapped hard, saying,

"Why are you pestering me again? You are very affectionate." She slapped her hand down and looked back at her hand, a little dazed. She has always been indifferent and aloof, self-disciplined and following the rules. When did she become so irrational?

"Ruohua, are you jealous?" Qingsheng held her by the shoulders, made her turn around, and asked tentatively, excitement flashed in his eyes,

"What is jealousy?" Duan Ruohua raised his eyes, his eyes were so cold that they could freeze people to death, but Qing Sheng was suddenly very happy,

"Jealous, it means seeing me with other women, my heart will be sour, like drinking vinegar." As smart as Ruohua, she immediately understood the meaning of Qing Sheng, her face was ashen. How different is a playful jealous woman,

Qing Sheng stood facing the water, wearing a green shirt, the moon was falling all over her breasts, a smile spread on her gentle face, but Ruo Hua's face was ugly,

"Are you happy that there is a woman fighting for your favor? People in the world are all sentimental and unlucky." After she finished speaking, she turned and left. The sole of her foot slipped and fell into the lake. Qing Sheng exclaimed and jumped down immediately.

The water of the lake instantly covered the top of the head, the moon was beautiful, the bottom of the water was clear and visible, Duan Ruohua's pale eyes, arms slightly opened, the white shirt curled up in the water like a blooming cloud, and the blue hair undulated and spread like water plants, just like this slowly Slowly sinking to the bottom of the lake, Qingsheng wanted to pull her, but Duan Ruohua moved his arm away, the green and white shirts rolled up in the water, and the hair was entangled, the two were separated by a distance, their eyes intertwined, they sank in the water, the air Little by little, death seems to be lurking in the dark depths of the lake, pulling the two of them closer.

Duan Ruohua's chest began to rise and fall violently, his breath was exhausted, the coldness in his eyes faded away, and the rest was full of lingering affection, he smiled with a smile on his face, his beautiful eyes looked forward, his thin lips parted slightly, and spit out a string of bubbles , inaudible, Qingsheng used his feet to swim hard, bent his lips to breathe, stretched his arms, dragged the two of them to the lake, and when they came out of the lake, the two gasped for breath.

Sit down by the lake, the breeze blows, it feels cool, and thin goosebumps appear, Qingsheng takes off his outer shirt, wrings it dry, and puts it on her shoulders, Ruhua is silent, just stares blankly at On the surface of the lake, Qing Sheng turned her body with a serious expression,

"I've already told Yuexi that there is no place for her in my heart. If you want to die, I'll let you go. Don't you understand?" Duan Ruohua's eyes flickered, his expression lost, and the coldness in his eyes faded away again. A layer of mist was shrouded, and a teardrop slowly condensed and fell.Qing Sheng wiped it in a panic, but couldn't wipe it off drop by drop, hugging her heartbrokenly in her arms,

"Don't cry, don't cry, I don't want you to cry", what's going on, two women were crying in their arms this night,

"When I read a book, my mind is always wandering. I think of the people in the rain outside the window, and see the flowers withering in Wuyu. I feel sad and sad, I will hesitate, I will become weak, and I will shed tears easily." Duan Ruohua Buried on Qingsheng's shoulder, said sullenly,

Qingsheng was ecstatic in his heart, and pulled her to the front, eyes full of joy and excitement, shining like brilliance, staring at her fixedly,

"Those alienation and defenses are lost, and I will guard you." Qing Sheng took the cold hand, put it on the warm heart, and said,

"This place will always belong to you only, and it will only warm your coldness." Duan Ruohua blushed and hid her head in her arms.

Qing Sheng put her arms around her, resting her chin on her head, unwilling to disturb this night that was like a dream.

"What did you say in the lake?" Qing Sheng asked casually, Duan Ruohua blinked, stood up holding hands,

"It's cold at night, let's go back." He dragged Qingsheng away.Mouth Gourd is very helpless to Mouth Gourd.

Qingsheng went back to the house and changed clothes, washed and washed, went to Duan Ruohua, knocked on the door, there was a light answer from inside, Duan Ruohua was already dressed and sitting in front of the bed.

"Cover the quilt quickly, don't catch a cold, I just boiled a bowl of ginger soup and drink it while it's hot." Qingsheng helped her sit on the bedside, filled the ginger soup with a spoon, blew it, and brought it to her mouth. A look of unnaturalness flashed across Hua's face, and he reached out to take the bowl.

"You can drink it yourself", Qing Sheng didn't agree, shook Duan Ruohua's hand, stuffed it into the bed,

"Hands are still so cold, put them away, don't move", he fed them mouthful, half a bowl of hot ginger soup entered his stomach, Duan Ruohua's pale face slowly turned a little blush, he said softly,

"Qingsheng, I can't drink anymore." Qingsheng opened his mouth and drank the remaining ginger soup, pursed his mouth, Duan Ruohua blushed, and said,

"rude",

"Hey, rest early, I'll come see you tomorrow", Qing Sheng helped her to lie down, tucked the quilt tightly, and smirked twice,

"Well", Duan Ruohua looked at Qing Sheng, stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the quilt, a little reluctant, Qing Sheng held his hand in the palm, took a few breaths, rubbed it, then stuffed it back into the bed, got up and blew it out. Candles, out of the house, tonight looks like a beautiful day and a full moon.

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☆, cinnamon

In the early morning, Qingsheng returned from practicing sword in the bamboo forest. The osmanthus trees on the side of Yuexin Lake were fragrant and elegant. She picked some osmanthus and put them in a handkerchief to make osmanthus cake. With a slight push, the window was still open.

She poked the osmanthus branch in and put it on the table. She was about to turn around, but suddenly she became stubborn again. With both hands, she leaped onto the window lattice, as light as a civet cat, landed silently, and tiptoed to the edge of the bed. On the pillow, it looks like a good dream, the corners of the mouth are lightly raised, the cheeks are slightly red, no makeup is applied, the complexion is transparent, the eyebrows are like ink, the eyebrows are straight without drawing, but they are more heroic.

Qing Sheng propped up his hands, hooked his chin, sat on the edge of the bed, feeling dazed, and finally saw that tender sleeping face, green as a lotus.

Suddenly the beauty's eyelashes trembled slightly, the corners of her mouth smiled more intensely, her eyelids drooped, and she said,

"Last night, the West Pool was full of cool dew, and the sweet-scented osmanthus blew off the fragrance of the moon." Before opening his eyes, he stretched out a white hand from the water-blue brocade quilt, groped around, touched Qingsheng's hand, and held it , warm and soft, Qing Sheng stuffed his hands back into the bed, and said,

"The dew is heavy in the morning, don't catch a cold",

"An idiot who doesn't understand style", Duan Ruohua murmured,

She opened her eyes in a daze, like the lingering mist in front of an iceberg, fresh and clean, rubbed her forehead with her fingers, and lazily said with her thin lips,

"I'm still a little sleepy, come up and sleep with me." Qing Sheng heard this, took off his outer shirt, shoes and socks, and tucked into the warm blanket, with the fragrance of pear blossoms, lying on his side, exhaling like blue, warm breath on his face, Qingsheng's eyeballs rolled, just as she was about to move, Duan Ruohua covered her eyes with his palm, and said,

"Don't think wildly," Qing Sheng had a bitter face, like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, turned over and lay straight, without saying a word, Duan Ruohua came over, rested his head on his shoulder, and said lightly,

"Qingsheng has the smell of green grass and sweet-scented osmanthus, I like it very much."

Qing Sheng shook the hand above her eyes, lightly pecked at the palm, and fell into a deep sleep.

The sun shone on his face, Qing Sheng squinted his eyes comfortably, warm and at ease, thinking about lying down like this for a lifetime, he thought it was funny, turned his head, and saw Duan Ruohua lying on his side with his head supported, squinting at himself, his old face turned pale Hong, sitting up straight, said,

"Don't look, it's not good-looking." Ruohua ran his hands down the hair, and said with a smile on his thin lips,

"The brows are pale without peaks, the eyes are drooping and dull, and the nose is small and hookless. It's really not an extraordinary posture." Qingsheng turned her head, and the beautiful woman smiled cleverly. , I was so ordinary, I suddenly felt a little lost, got out of bed and put on shoes and socks,

"Yun Qing will come over to serve later, I'll go first so as not to bump into him."After all, leave in a hurry.

"Sister Qing, why are you often in a daze recently, laughing for a while, and worrying for a while?" Qingzhu asked Qingsheng, combing Qingsheng's hair.

"Is there?" Qingsheng muffled,

"Yes, sometimes it's a snicker. I'm happier than picking up a tael of silver in Guangde Palace last time, and sometimes I look melancholy." Qing Sheng rolled her eyes,

"You are still young, you don't understand", looking at yourself in the mirror, ordinary, at most delicate, murmured,

"It's not good-looking if it's long." Alas, he let out a long sigh.Qingzhu didn't stop her hands, she turned her head to look in the mirror and said,

"Although compared with the masters of the harem, Sister Qing is not extraordinary, but she has a rare indifference, which makes people around her feel at ease." Suddenly, she stopped her hand,

"Sister Qing, don't you have a sweetheart?" Qing Zhu suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Qing Sheng, alas, this precocious harem child.

Qingsheng turned around, pinched Qingzhu's face, and said viciously on purpose,

"Who taught you this mess, green bamboo",

"Sister Yuexi, when she said that she has a sweetheart, she is worried about gains and losses, she giggles silly for a while, and is sad for a while," Qingzhu's steamed bun face said vaguely,

Mentioning Yu Yuexi, Qing Sheng sighed again, "How is she?"

"Stay bored in the house as usual, but Concubine Wan is very strange. Ben and Sister Yuexi don't talk to each other. Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, she often goes to Sister Yuexi's house. She is dressed brightly and is often bombarded. Come out", Qingsheng rubbed Qingzhu's face while thinking,

Qingzhu took a big step away, took the opportunity to escape from the clutches, and approached cautiously,

"By the way, who is Sister Qing's sweetheart?", "Let you talk about it again" Qingsheng jumped up and chased Qingzhu to play, laughing and laughing, bringing a little bit of brightness to the bleak autumn courtyard.

The autumn colors are desolate, and the leaves are falling. Recently, Qingsheng has always felt inexplicably uneasy, and his eyelids are twitching violently. In Ruohua's room, Qingsheng practiced calligraphy with a brush under his breath. Ink balls everywhere, Ruohua is sitting on one side, lowering his head and frowning, doing embroidery, occasionally brushing the hanging blue silk to his ears with his hands, a gentle silhouette like water.

Qingsheng loves to wear blue, so she asked Duan Ruohua to embroider the two favorite lines in the Book of Songs on the handkerchief, "Qingqing Zijin, take my heart lightly. Qingqingzi wears it, leisurely and I think." When Duan Ruohua heard it at the beginning, it was clear. Jie's affection, of course, flatly refused, and Qing Sheng begged for a long time before agreeing.

"Here, the embroidery is finished." Ruohua handed it over, and on one side of the moon-white handkerchief, two lines of characters were embroidered with teeny-headed lowercase script with blue silk thread, signed in Qingyu,

"Qing Yu was my nickname when I was not out of the court." Seeing Qing Sheng's confusion, Duan Ruohua said softly. Qing Sheng carefully put the handkerchief in his cuff, held Duan Ruohua's hand, Qing Sheng knew her With a delicate mind and thorough consideration, she must have been worried and unwilling to go against her wishes, that's why she made this trip.

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☆, remnant autumn

The phoenix trees are withered, the fallen leaves are decaying, a koi raised in the courtyard turned its belly up and floated in the tank yesterday, Qingsheng has always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but it was fulfilled in the afternoon of this day, Duan Ruohua looked at it in the house Fu Yu Ci Lu, while Qing Sheng was in the courtyard, waving a broom, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound, like the neighing of the passing of autumn, but also full of a little resentment, abruptly, it was still that sharp sound The cries of men and women broke the silence in the courtyard, and the koi in the courtyard sank to the bottom of the tank with a plop, and the bubbling water surface rippled endlessly.

"The imperial concubine is here", Qing Sheng's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly walked towards Duan Ruohua's room, and saw her standing in front of the window from a distance, his eyes were calm, and he signaled Qing Sheng to stay aside, don't move rashly .

Concubine Ning swayed her cloud sleeves lightly, twisted her slender waist slowly, and walked in small steps. The tall beauty bun on her head was inserted obliquely with jasper phoenix hairpins. The cheeks are dyed red, the crescent eyebrows are frowning, every frown and smile are touching, the pearls and emeralds are shining, bright and beautiful.

And Duan Ruohua stood proudly upright, still wearing a moon-white gown, blue silk rolled up, an emerald green hairpin, earrings with pearls, without any loss of color.

Accompanying Concubine Ning were two eunuchs from the palace and four palace maids, the formation was quite large, just like the master, with their chins upturned, with a domineering appearance.

"How is sister?" Concubine Ning Guifei and Duan Ruohua saluted and sat down in the courtyard. Concubine Ning Guifei asked casually first, stroking Rankou's nails with her head down. The impatiens flowers have not bloomed very much these days Well, even the color is a little lighter,

"As usual, I don't know what happened to Concubine Ning," Duan Ruohua replied shallowly, not interested in chatting with Concubine Ning,

Concubine Ning raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and scanned her surroundings with sharp eyes, "Jin Yun stays, and everyone else retreats." The maid named Jin Yun was only seventeen or eight years old, with a handsome appearance, her eyes rolled, revealing that A burst of wit.Qing Sheng lowered his hands in front of him, lowered his head and planned to retreat, as far away as possible from this plague god.

"You stay to watch tea, is this Changning Palace maid so unruly?" Jin Yun shouted in a sharp voice, her petty arrogance is not small.

Qingsheng had no choice but to stay, poured some tea, and stood beside Duan Ruohua, with her head bowed and her hands folded.

"Sister, did you hear some news recently?" Concubine Ning Guifei didn't look up, her eyes stayed on Koudan's fingernails tapping the teacup, her voice was lazy and soft,

"Never, what's the news?" Duan Ruohua lowered his head and took a sip of his tea. His jade neck was long and slender, like a swan drinking from a lake, extremely elegant,

"Recently, the ministers headed by Prime Minister Duan frequently wrote to the emperor, writing to the six palaces that there must be no offspring for a day, and they want to restore my sister to the throne." Concubine Ning laughed, "My sister is very lucky, her family background is outstanding, and her family has contributed a lot." ,

Qing Sheng's body trembled, a feeling of uneasiness emerged, and a trace of bitterness surged in his heart, will that day come?

Duan Ruohua sighed, bowed his head and drank tea without saying a word. On the night of his marriage, his father met with him in the main hall and made a deep obeisance as the prime minister. As the empress, Hua governed the six palaces, took charge of the affairs of the inner court, and promoted loyal, frank, and kind words to assist the emperor and do her best.

The bright yellow eight-person sedan chair and the long procession of seeing off relatives, carrying the dazzling gems and jewelry bestowed by the emperor and the empress dowager, under the envious eyes of everyone, the father's ardent hope, the prosperity and decline of the family, twisted into an invisible vortex , tightly entwined with himself, what cannot be shaken off is the fate of being a queen, fate is determined by the sky and cannot be controlled by oneself.

Qingsheng saw that she just lowered her head, her face was still cold, but her eyes were changing and flickering, seeming helpless, self-blaming and melancholy, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, always felt that even though Duan Ruohua was close in front of her eyes, she seemed to be about to close in a moment. lose her.

"As a queen, Ruohua should do her best for the world. My father's move is reasonable, but he didn't know it. What he said to you that day still counts." Duan Ruohua said slowly, his eyes flickering more intensely,

"If the noble concubine did this, you don't have to worry about it, please come back if you have nothing to do", impatience flashed in Duan Ruohua's eyes, and she got up gracefully, Qingsheng stepped forward to help, Ning Guifei only said a few words when she saw her Just about to leave, without any intention of talking, the phoenix eyes slightly raised, a stern look flashed on his face, he opened his mouth to speak, but his eyes were fixed on Qing Sheng's waist