Carved beams and painted buildings, decorated with Danqing Qi embroidery, on the high platform built by white marble, there is a beautiful person standing in the wind.

She looked at the sky and saw that the clouds had dispersed, the blue sky was like a wash, and the faint sunlight shone on her face. She closed her eyes slightly, felt the breeze blowing on her body, took a deep breath, and smelled a faint fragrance of flowers at the end of her nose.

Under the pavilion, there is a peach blossom forest like the sea, and the flowers bloom like the sun and fall like snow. Everywhere the wind passes, pink petals flutter all over the sky, floating to the ground in the blink of an eye, with a poignant beauty.

She said coldly to the woman behind her, "Zi Mengqing, today, do I have to jump from here?" ”

Zi Mengqing opened her mouth, her voice slightly hoarse: "When you pretended to be crazy and stupid, you deceived the king and robbed my child." I was so worried every day that I didn't get a good night's sleep. Since you have gone mad, the king asked, saying that you fell by yourself, and you could not complain about others. As he spoke, he took a step forward, gritted his teeth and said, "So, you, you must die!" ”

The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, "You're finally getting smarter, you're right." Not today, it will be tomorrow. In short, with you without me, with me without you, you must eventually remove the thorn in my heart. You and I have known each other once, and it can be regarded as fate. As I leave, let me play another song as a farewell. I hope that we will never see each other for the rest of our lives. ”

That Zi Mengqing thought for a moment and nodded. She held the flute in her hand and put it to her lips, and the melodious and poignant tune poured out, with a little sadness, lingering with infinite reverie and longing. The palace people standing behind Zi Mengqing were gradually moved by this tune, and there seemed to be unbearable meaning in their eyes.

The path in the peach forest gradually approached, and a figure of a man in a dark brocade robe walked quickly.

She looked back and smiled lightly at Zi Mengqing: "If I die, you will definitely bury me." If I am fortunate enough to live, you will surely live rather than die. Well, you and I will wait and see. Because...... You have never received the love of kings. ”

Zi Mengqing's face turned pale, her eyes were cold, "You ......"

Without waiting for Zi Mengqing to stretch out her hand, she jumped from the high platform, her clothes flew up, and the silver threads fluttered, like snow falling in March in spring. The dark figure rushed to the high platform in an instant, stretched out its arms, and shouted in horror: "No! ”

She fell on her back, looking at his round eyes, and smiled, and her body was red.

Everything is in the past, everything will begin.

It's been three days since she woke up.

She remembered that when she first woke up, the palace decorations she saw were extremely extravagant and rich, and the furnishings in the room were all intricate and exquisite, and the decoration of the room full of golden topaz made her eyes a little uncomfortable, and everything made her feel strange and uneasy. In the blink of an eye, she felt very tired, as if she had slept for a lifetime.

Next to her was a palace maid named Fang Yao who was close to her.

Sitting in front of the mirror on the dresser, she was shocked by her looks. The face in the bronze mirror is bloodless, pale as jade, and the pale pink lips are like scattered petals. A head of silver hair, draped to the waist, soft as silk satin, like snow and frost. The snow-white face is set against the silver hair, like a charm.

Her hand stroked the silver hair on her head inch by inch, her hand trembled slightly, and she muttered to herself in the mirror, "What is it for?" What could happen for Lang? ”

Fang Yao stood close and sighed: "Niangniang is favored by the king, and Concubine Zi is jealous, so she poisoned and assassinated Niangniang, and as a result, Niangniang turned white overnight. Fortunately, the king didn't care, but favored the mother even more. So, Concubine Zi was ruthless to Niangniang and pushed Niangniang off the high platform. The mother was in a coma for a long time, and only woke up today. ”

She was shocked, raised her eyes to look at Fang Yao, and asked, "When did this happen?" ”

Fang Yao replied while gently combing her hair, and her words were cautious: "Niangniang's black hair turned into silver threads half a year ago. And this time you're unconscious, for seven days. The king has sent Concubine Zi into the cold palace and imprisoned her, and she can't hurt you anymore. The king has regained all the sufferings you have suffered before. ”

She was a little stunned, there was only one king in the palace, and there were too many concubines, she didn't expect that she would become a victim of the concubines' competition for favor. She was a little incredulous, but the scars on her body and the silver hair on her head made her believe that she didn't know whether to be hurt or to be happy.

After being stunned for a long time, she said to Fang Yao, "I want to go and see Concubine Zi." ”

"Mother, no." Fang Yao's face was a little pale, and she shook her head again and again.

She looked back at Fang Yao and said softly, "I went to see her, just to ask, why did she hate me so much, and she wanted me to die three or four times." Why not? Looking back, the comb hung on her long hair, and her scalp tightened, and she couldn't help frowning slightly.

Fang Yao reacted, panicked and immediately knelt down, kowtowing again and again to ask for guilt.

She bent down and reached out to help Fang Yao up, and asked in a harmonious voice, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

Fang Yao nodded, shook her head in an instant, and replied tremblingly: "Since Niangniang was unconscious, the emperor was furious and executed all the palace people in the Xiyan Palace. The slave maid was transferred from another palace and served the mother every day. The slaves and maids are afraid because the rules in the palace are extremely strict, and the slaves and maids are not afraid of their masters. The slave and maid are not afraid, because the mother is so beautiful and amiable, and the slave and maid do not feel afraid. ”

When she saw Fang Yao answering, she said that she was not afraid, but in fact she was trembling with fear. In the palace of Xiyan, although there are many palace maids and eunuchs, they are all silent, and the palace is quiet and peaceful. She estimated that in this palace, the palace rules were strict and cold, and she was careless.

She thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on her face, and her smile was clear, "You get up." You are also human, and I am also human. From now on, with me, when there is no one, you don't have to call yourself a slave. ”

When Fang Yao heard this, she couldn't believe it, seeing her smile and nodding, she bowed her head in response, got up and saluted, still holding a jade comb to help her comb her hair carefully. Seeing that her master was so magnanimous, Fang Yao couldn't hide the joy in her heart, and her words naturally became brisk: "Niangniang looks so good when she smiles, you should smile more." ”

Hearing this, she smiled and asked lightly in the mirror: "You haven't answered me yet, why can't I visit Concubine Zi?" ”

Fang Yao replied, "The king has commanded that no one should visit her without the king's permission. She paused for a moment, "Besides, the place in the cold palace is not a place where the mother's daughter goes." ”

While speaking, Fang Yao combed her with a good-looking lily bun and inserted Jirui Jinfeng to shake it, "Okay, Niangniang, look." You're the most beautiful lady I've ever met. ”

She looked at herself in the mirror, stretched out her hand and pulled out the step, and broke up the lily bun, like frost silver hair hanging down to the waist, like a silver waterfall. She ordered Fang Yao to rearrange and tidy, and there was no other decoration, only a silver ribbon at the end.

Fang Yao saw that her hair was too plain and light without any decorations, so after thinking about it, she lifted the paintbrush, dipped it in rouge, and painted a plum blossom makeup on her forehead.

Fang Yao chattered while painting: "Niangniang, it is said that the eldest princess of Shouyang of the Song Kingdom lay down in Hanzhang Hall one day. The plum tree in front of the palace was blown by the breeze, and a plum blossom fell, which was just stuck to the princess's forehead, and later the plum blossom was cleaned, but the princess's forehead left the mark of five petals, which was very beautiful. The women in the palace competed to follow suit, and then it became popular among the people, and also spread to our Xia Kingdom. This plum blossom makeup reflects your noble Tsinghua, which is the most suitable. ”

When listening to Fang Yao's words, she seemed to be immersive, a woman was lying under the plum tree in the palace courtyard, a red plum was glued to her forehead, and the red plum blossoms reflected the woman's skin more snow-white as fat, she stood in front of the couch and watched, everything seemed to be experienced in person.

The images that floated in her head flashed quickly, so fast that she couldn't grasp them, and again, some fragments in her head were like nothing. Her head hurt a little again, she groaned slightly, kneading her temples with two fingers, and called, "Fang Yao, you help me to take a walk outside." ”