The fog is heavy, the path is secluded, and the spring is lonely and uninhabited.

In the past few days, the most often thing she did was to sit under the porch, sit blankly, slightly raise her head and look up at the blue sky and white clouds, and occasionally a few birds with white feathers flew through the air, flying over the palace wall, and the geese passed without a trace, extremely chic. She looked far away, pointed to the brick-red palace wall, and asked Fang Yao lightly, "What is on the other side of the palace wall?" ”

Fang Yao raised her hand to cover the light in front of her, squinted her eyes and looked around for a while, "Hui Niangniang, outside the palace wall is the street market outside the palace. The Xiyan Palace, where the mother lives, is on the westernmost side of the palace city. ”

Outside the palace wall is the market, although people are running around and toiling, but they are free, which makes her yearn for it.

After a few days of close waiting, Fang Yao had already told her everything she wanted to know. Now, she is in the palace of the Xia Kingdom, and she is the favorite concubine of the lord Helianding, and she is named the blue concubine. There is no queen in the palace, and the purple concubine who caused her to have silver hair and lose her memory in a coma, named Zi Mengqing, was from a humble background, and was originally a palace maid who was forbidden to work as a coolie by the hard labor department. Somehow, he flew up to the branch and became a phoenix overnight, but now he was confined in the cold palace by the Xia King.

She has amnesia and just woke up, and she also knows that there are two places in the palace that can make people talk about it, one is the cold palace, and the other is the hard labor department. She thought that Zi Mengqing came from the hard labor division, experienced the supreme dignity and glory, and went to the cold palace again, the taste must be that life is worse than death, and such a life is disheartening and desperate to think about. And he temporarily favored the harem, but he didn't know where to go.

With no memory, she feels like a lonely soul, helpless, ignorant of her past, unable to see the beginning, and naturally unable to see where the end is.

Helian Ding came to see her a few times, most of the time in the shade of the chaise longue. She didn't fall asleep, and she didn't move or ignore Helianding's arrival.

She didn't know how to face her titular husband, the king of the Xia Kingdom. She thought that he would be bored with a silent person, and that she would leave.

But Helian Ding didn't leave, he stopped Fang Yao from waking her up, didn't make a sound, sat beside her, and sat quietly for a long time.

His fingers ran through her silver hair, brushing her brows, gently holding her hand, rubbing her palm. The thin calluses of his fingers made her palms itch slightly, and the soft thin lips kissed the scars on her palms like feathers. And so on and so forth, over and over again. The feeling that welled up in her heart was not warmth, but a slight tremble.

Helian Ding was very good to her, and she thought that the love between husband and wife in the world was nothing more than that.

When she asked about his identity, Helian Ding did not regard himself as the lord of the Xia Kingdom, but called himself her husband, with a serious look and focused eyes, which made her see the sincerity in his eyes. At that moment, she believed what he said.

When she asked her name, he smiled slightly: "Bright as the moon, scorching its splendour." Your name is Lan Yuehua. ”

"Bright as the moon, scorching its splendour......" she muttered, feeling familiar and warm, perhaps he hadn't lied to himself. Noble identity, tender husband, is loved like a treasure in the palm of his hand, and everything is perfect. But there was an inexplicable lingering fear and confusion in her heart, which made her confused and uneasy. She couldn't believe it, and sometimes she would rather it be a dream, and she would wake up and know where she was.

Whenever she was confused, she pulled out two black signs from her bosom.

A piece of black iron is cast and shiny, and it is carved with chrysanthemum patterns, like flowers blooming in the dark night, quiet and beautiful. The other is carved from jade, with black jade as the base, and there is a white swallow on it, like a swallow flying lightly in the inky black sky.

Those two signs had been in her arms since she woke up. She asked Fang Yao where they came from, Fang Yao came to the Yan Hall for a short time, and she didn't know why.

Holding the two signs in her palm, her heart seemed to have found support, and her feet seemed to be stepping on the ground, becoming solid and happy.

Her fingers delicately traced the pattern of the black iron token chrysanthemum, she had been bored and wandered for too long, and told Fang Yao to grind and lay the paper. She followed the black iron brand, imitating the pattern of the token chrysanthemum, one by two, three sheets...... Until the floor of the entire room is covered with paper. Then use five-colored paints, one by one, carefully and meticulously colored.

She instructed: "Fang Yao, you call a few palace people, tie these paintings with bamboo branches to make paper kites, wrap them on the line, and chase the wind and release them into the sky." The main palace wants to see these paintings fly into the sky. ”

She doesn't talk much, and she rarely tells them to do things. Although she is cold, she never beats and scolds the palace maids, which makes the palace maids and eunuchs of other palaces very envious. Fang Yao didn't dare to slack off, so she hurriedly asked the palace maids and eunuchs to find bamboo branches, wrap them around the thread, and make chrysanthemum drawings into paper kites.

She stood under the porch, squinting at the paper kites being lifted into the sky one by one. The southeast wind of spring blew slowly, the paper kite flew into the sky, she ordered someone to twist the thread with scissors, and the paper kite fell to the palace wall in the spring breeze. She let out a long breath, feeling the long-suppressed sullenness in her heart let go along with the paper kite.

Fang Yao saw that she seemed to be in a good mood, and stepped forward to laugh and said: "The paper kite is a thing to dispel illness and eliminate disasters, and Niangniang's illness must be let go along with the paper kite, and the little prince will definitely be able to reunite with Niangniang as soon as possible." ”

"Little prince? Do I have children of my own? She asked, confused, frowning slightly.

"Look at you, Niangniang loved the little prince like a pearl before she fell into a coma. At this time, the mother still can't remember? Fang Yao seemed to think of something, stretched out her hand to slap her mouth, and said again and again: "The slave should die, the slave should die." The king thinks that Niangniang has just woken up, and her body is not happy, so she will not let the little prince stick to you. When you are so good, the little prince will definitely come back to you. It is said that the little prince is raised in another palace, and when he doesn't see his mother, he cries day and night. ”

She was a little frightened when she heard this, could it be that she was really the favorite concubine of the Emperor of the Xia Kingdom? She and Helianding also have a child? It seems that Helian Ding did not lie to himself. This means that she died in the palace of Xia Kingdom without suspense, and her heart swelled with helplessness to accept her fate, but there was a trace of stubborn unwillingness.

Fang Yao saw that she was a little depressed, and asked diligently, "Niangniang, do you want to meet the little prince now?" ”

"Let's talk about it later." She replied absentmindedly, suddenly realizing that her attitude was too cold, thought about it, and continued: "Isn't the body of this palace still not good? There is no rush in this matter, take your time. She was a little afraid, afraid that after a long time in such a dull and carefree life, she would make another country her hometown, afraid that she would see her son in the mouth of others, and there would be no room for her fate to turn around.

For several days, she pondered what she wanted most, until she raised her eyes to look at the paper kites flying into the blue sky, and she suddenly realized what she longed for the most, that is, freedom.

Once this thought arises, it is like a weed in spring, which can't help but grow wildly.

She thought about it for a while, and ordered Fangyao to find her a folk book and all kinds of books. Helian Ding had already instructed the palace people to respond to Lan Concubine's requests and pamper him without principle.

As a result, Fang Yao found her half a room of scripts.

She sat in the temple and spent ten days reading all the books and books.