The candles in the Chengxin Hall were extinguished one after another, but the palace lights in the Yaoguang Hall were bright for a long time, perhaps, only the light could fill this huge palace.

Hu Qingchen supported his right hand, slanted at the faint light dancing on the glass lamp next to the dressing mirror, and looked, the bright yellow and the sprinkled gold hairpin ring on the black silk in the mirror gradually dimmed. In the haze, she seemed to see Murong Qian's side face, which was the concentration of painting in the lantern festival, and it was also the tenderness surrounded by the maple leaf forest.

A cold and silent drop fell to her fingertips, and she was thrilled and came back to her senses. It's so decent, why do you cry? She shook her head slightly, when did she become so sad? If you really get older, the more you can't stand the carving of the years of carving! Every time I recall, time will quietly pull out subtle traces in the rings of life. Whether it's laugh lines, or crying; Whether it's in the heart or in the face.

Xun Qingchen unconsciously reached out and stroked the still beautiful face, counting the years, she had already passed the flowery years, and she was already a half-old in her twenties.

She slowly raised her head and looked around at the palatial dormitory, and suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable indifference and loneliness, rising from the dantian to the scalp, and couldn't stop tingling.

"Liuzhu!" The eager call swung out, pounced on the heavy screen, and quietly melted into the embroidery.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Qingnu stepped on the soft bottom of the embroidery and turned in, suppressed his voice, and leaned in to ask.

"Oh, it's fine." Xun Qingchen looked at the visitor for a moment, oh, yes, Liuzhu had already been sent by her to the East Palace to wait for the prince. Her eyes sank, and she said lightly, "Did Zhongxuan sleep with him?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, Xuancheng Gong has long been rested!"

Xun Qingchen nodded, said "oh" softly, and said no more, just turned his head to look at the lamp in a daze.

The sound of leakage, in the long night, the ticking became more and more distinct, Qingnu stood quietly for a while, slowly spoke, and said softly: "Niangniang, when you are ugly now, please go to bed early!" ”

"When it's ugly? It's been all these hours! Hu Qingchen glanced at the carved arrow in the distance, and then looked in the direction of the outside of the house, "Ah Qian...... Has he rested? ”

Qingnu bowed his waist and replied respectfully: "The slave and maid only know how to serve Xuancheng Gong in the palace, and they dare not explore the deeds of the lord of the country. ”

Hu Qingchen was slightly stunned, her lips and teeth smiled, she just asked casually, why did Qingnu answer so well. Looking at Qingnu's appearance, he is only in his early twenties, and he is already this old man, thinking about it, this person who grew up bound by the dogma in the palace is really boring!

Hu Qingchen didn't want to say much to her, only waved her hand lightly, signaling her to retreat.

The Yaoguang Hall returned to calm again, and Hun Qingchen got up and paced to the incense case, twisted the lid of the smoker, blew the spark, and added a wisp of incense. The white smoke swirled lightly, drifting a touch of agility in the silence, giving her a hint of charm to her waiting. She was waiting, waiting for the news in the Qinzheng Palace, waiting for Han Xizai and Murong Qian's heart-to-heart, and waiting for the majesty of the two to be slightly covered with a jade seal. She thought that at that time, Ah Qian would come to her side.

The news came quickly, and before the incense could soak the tip of his nose, Ah Li's official uniform knelt in front of him.

Hu Qingchen raised his eyes and glanced at the board raised by Ah Li to his forehead, looked at the round and snow-white in the bronze vessels, and wondered: "What is this?" ”

"This is a bead sent by the master of the country to the mother!"

"A bead?" Xun Qingchen recalled the allusions between Tang Xuanzong and Concubine Mei in the previous dynasty, and frowned unconsciously, "Why did he give me pearls for no reason?" ”

"Niangniang doesn't know, this is not an ordinary pearl, this is the pearl of the South China Sea night!" Ah Li smiled at the tips of his eyes and replied happily, "The lord of the country wants to borrow the light of the bright moon and sleep the bridesmaids in peace!" ”

Hu Qingchen's heart moved, slowly paced to Ah Li's side, took a bead from the vessel, looked at it in his palm for a long time, and added a light smile to his lips when he put it back: "Go back to the lord of the country, just say, I'll rest!" ”

Ah Linuo retreated, the light dust blew out the lamp, and the smile turned from thick to light in the cold light of the night pearl, turning into a trace of bitterness.

The willow eyebrows have not been drawn for a long time, and the residual makeup is like the old stained red silk.

Nagato has no grooming, so why bother with pearls to comfort loneliness