Chapter 490: The palace is cold and desolate
In the face of Xie Ronghua's fierce inquiry, Yun Yang could only talk to him left and right: "The palace maid will naturally be dismissed from the palace when she reaches a certain age, how can the emperor ask about such a trivial matter, it is not all Liu Fuquan who has the final say!" â
Xie Ronghua smiled helplessly and said, she slowly walked to the window. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"It's sunny today, and when my sister came to you, she happened to pass through the previous Yingshui orchid." Xie Ronghua said in a voice that was neither high nor low through the light veil.
"Really?" Yun Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and had successfully changed the topic: "In the past, it was just a muddy pond, and there were some water pavilions. Last year, the palace asked the Inner Government Bureau to tidy up and repair it, and now it should have a preliminary outline. â
"yes." Xie Ronghua took over: "When my sister came over in a sedan chair, she used to pass by Linxi Xuan on the edge of Yingshui Lanxiang, and because of her elegance, she got off the sedan chair and walked in to watch it. â
"It's not all finished yet, which makes my sister smile. However, my sister may not have been gone for a long time, so I wonder if there is a new decoration in it? Yunyang didn't know what she was trying to hint at, so she had to follow her words.
Linxi Xuan is surrounded by a cloister, around the installation of stools and arch friezes, the Xuan is Nanmu natural color inlaid jade ornaments, carved flower patterns, simple and elegant. The most special inside is the Nanmu lantern frame carved with grass pattern on the shelf door, handwritten with some words. â
Among them, there is Lisi Fu - coquettish and coquettish, frost and court. The sun reads me ambiguously and without light, and reads Liu Li with anger to be clear. There are many feelings of sorrow, and tears are self-inflicted. Xi Boyu's graceful and graceful, every colorful dress to entertain relatives. Mourn today's obedient separation, and the dying and home are the birthday. The clouds are far away, and there are not many searches. He Gong is forbidden to be clear, and he wants to see it but he can't do it. Yang Xingyun read the void Xixi, and the scarf was stained. â
Yun Yang listened to it and said slightly apologetically: "My sister just asked the Inner Government Bureau to add some text to the partition door, but I didn't expect them to choose this one." may think that Zuo Fen's writing is really beautiful and graceful. â
Xie Ronghua turned his head and said with a smile: "My sister thinks it's really wonderful to put this piece there." I don't know why my sister seems to be a little sorry? Could it be that you are afraid that this fu was written by Zuo Fen and made my sister more and more sentimental? â
Yunyang stood up, walked to her side, tilted her head slightly, and said, "Why did my sister say this?" Although Zuo Fen is the concubine of the previous dynasty, she is not favored in her life, but this does not prevent her from being outstanding, and there are poems that have been passed down for a hundred years. Therefore, even if my sister Zuo Fen is endowed, I don't have to touch the scene, my sister has long said that my sister is a person with infinite blessings, and I can't compare with anyone in my generation in the future. â
Xie Ronghua smiled "poof", but with a touch of sadness: "My sister is so eloquent." Sister Fen Fu did feel a little emotional, and also remembered that she was not favored in the palace for a lifetime, and only spent her life in melancholy and homesickness. There wasn't even a decent mausoleum after death. There are only a few lines of words on her tombstone - Zuo Fen, the word Laneige, Linqi people. The emperor and nobles also, March 18, April 25 buried in the west of the Junyang Mausoleum. â
"No matter what comforting words you say, sister, my sister knows in her heart that if I am not there in the future, the treatment will definitely not be higher than Zuo Fen. It's just that for that day, my sister was not afraid, or there was no pain, and she was extremely relieved. â
Because, my sister has no worries in her heart. As the saying goes, life in the world is just to see this vain world, whether it is glory and wealth, or infatuation and hatred, they will disappear when you leave. We are here and gone, dust to dust, dust to dust, no need to be nostalgic, no need to entangle. â
"To be honest, my sister is not worried about herself, but she is worried about you. You are a person of affection, which is your strength and your weakness. You say that there is no 100-day red flower, but in your heart you want to be the exceptional one. Is this just stupidity? â
"If your heart is like you, why are you so anxious and haggard? You're a smart guy, but you're just obsessed. When my sister said this, she didn't mean to laugh at you for falling into this. I'm just worried that you can't stand the feeling of suddenly falling from the top of the nine. â
"Also, please be your true face. Maybe he had feelings for you, but it was only for a short moment, and more often than not, he thought of himself and Jiangshan Sheji. For example, if he is so indulgent to Concubine Rong now, it is not that he loves her much, but that he is just a force in the hands of his father and brother. â
"These days, my sister still thinks coldly that the emperor is different from others to you. It's a pity that the miracle didn't happen, he was just a son of heaven, just an emperor, and there was nothing different from other emperors. We are ordinary harem women, and we will not be an exception. â
"My sister may think that my sister is talking about these words, but my sister just hopes that during this time, your heart will be cold, only if your heart is cold, how much hardship will not matter. Without the hope of nothingness, there will be no painful loss. â
Yunyang listened to Xie Ronghua's words, and every sentence sounded in his ears like thunder. She knew that Xie Ronghua had said everything to the point, and every word made her the truth of Hanyang Palace.
First of all, is Zhao Yuan any different from other emperors? Truth be told, no. Is Zhao Yuan most concerned about Jiangshan Sheji? Yes, definitely.
Once these are confirmed, the rest will be solved. If he was the Son of Heaven, then he would definitely take in more concubines for the sake of the emperor's flourishing. If he is the most social, then he will sacrifice all his feelings for this.
So, in his heart, how much is for Yunyang? Yunyang was suddenly a little scared to face this question, and she twisted her head to the side uneasily and let out a long sigh.
Xie Ronghua saw that she was still struggling in her heart, so she continued: "Yingshui Lanxiang was originally a place where my sister's parents, Emperor Song Xian and the empress often played. â
"I remember that the history books record that Emperor Xian was very sad after the death of the queen, and once engraved Shen Yue's mourning poem on the bedside - last autumn in March and May, and this autumn will still shine on the beam. This spring, the orchid grass will be restored in the spring. Sadly, humanity is different, and a thank you will die forever. The screen feast is empty, and the curtain is even more open. The dust covers the empty seat, and the lonely tent covers the empty bed. Everything is endless, and the survivors are injured in vain! â
"Dare to ask my sister, if you pass away one day, do you think the emperor will miss you like this?"
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