Chapter Eighty-Three: Yan Dawang Shuqi
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She used to be a very gentle and kind girl, and she treated people well, if she said that the only person who had offended was Feng Yi. Of course, she doesn't remember how she used to be, these are all from the maids in the palace. The maids have a good opinion of her, except for eloping with Zheng Lan, she is still an obedient girl the rest of the time.
"You shameless slut." The girl scolded her, but the smile on her face was extremely bright, as if she was chatting with a good girlfriend.
Sanchun touched his nose, it was indeed her who did wrong, and there was no need to have a verbal dispute with her little girl, so he turned his gaze away.
At this moment, an attendant turned out of the inner hall and said in a loud voice: "The Empress Dowager Hua has arrived." ”
Empress Dowager Hua is the wife of Yan Xiaowang, who took care of the current Yan Wang Shuqi when she was a child, and later Shuqi was specially named the queen mother after she ascended the throne.
Now that King Yan has not yet married, everything in the harem is taken care of by the Queen Mother, and this blind date must also be her idea.
Empress Dowager Hua sat down, glanced left and right, and said with a smile: "There are so many tricky girls here today, but the hall of this palace is filled with a lot of color." ”
The women laughed softly, and the Queen Mother was funny.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was good, Empress Dowager Hua said: "Since they are all flower-like girls, then give each person a silk flower, and those who call their names can come and collect them." ”
Everyone knew that this was the Queen Mother's opportunity to observe the faces of each girl, and they all cheered up and prepared to show the best form.
An attendant handed two baskets, one with red flowers and the other with pink flowers. They are all made of juan yarn, and each one is extremely beautiful. And every noble lady stepped forward, the queen mother would take one flower from the two baskets and give it as a gift, about a saffron that is pleasing to the eye, and a pink flower that is not pleasing to the eye. As for what is pleasing to the eye and what is not, no one knows.
In the state of Chu worship Yan Ping, Sanchun also learned some palace etiquette, when it was her turn, she knelt down and bowed, and stood in front of the queen mother for her to watch.
Empress Dowager Hua asked, "You are Ju Dan, the daughter of Ju Rong?" ”
"Empress Dowager, exactly."
Unlike other noble girls, Empress Dowager Hua stared at her for a long time, and her eyes were a little strange. She paused in the red flower basket and the pink flower basket for a moment, seeming to hesitate, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she picked up a red flower for her, and said with a smile: "Go back and wear it well." ”
Sanchun kowtowed to thank her, just now she thought she would get a pink tweed, after all, she eloped with someone, and her reputation was greatly damaged.
gave silk flowers, and the Empress Dowager Hua made all the women perform their talents, and she had the happy end of the one who liked to steal the limelight.
Empress Dowager Hua looked at it for a while, and praised it repeatedly, but as for whether she really thinks it is good or so, there is no way to know.
After watching the performances of two or three noble girls, the Queen Mother chatted with everyone a few more words, and then said that she was tired and drove back to the palace. As soon as she left, there was a lot of discussion in the hall, and those who got the red flowers were all smiling, and most of them were unwilling to get the pink flowers.
Let's not talk about whether they will really be chosen by the king, at least this is a kind of recognition, it is the recognition of their beauty and family background by the superiors, even if they discuss marriage in the future, it is a kind of capital to say it.
Feng Yi's sister also got a red flower, and when she saw that she was fiddling with the red flower in her hand, she had to stare at her a few more times. Sanchun didn't care, and went to look at the flowers in other people's hands, and found that most of the ladies in the hall were looking at her, jealous, curious, envious, and ironic...... The meaning of the eyes is different.
She suddenly felt a "chuckle" in her heart, and secretly thought that something else was going to happen to her.
Her premonition has always been that it is a good spirit and not a bad spirit, and she was wondering what it would be, so she heard a chamberlain preach loudly: "The king has an order, and the daughter of the Xuanju clan will come to see her." ”
Until now, Sanchun still can't get used to this name, and when he shouted a second time, he suddenly realized that he was talking about himself, and hurriedly stood up and responded, "No." ”
A palace maid came to guide her to the inner palace, and she was worried in her heart, not knowing what the king she was going to face, and not knowing what it meant for them to meet like this.
There are many white plums planted in the palace, all the way to flowers and ancient trees, after a light rain yesterday, the white plum blossoms appear more delicate, the petals are petite and white are blown down by the wind, and there is a refreshing coolness on the head of the body. A fragrance rushes to the face, fragrant bursts, elegant and fresh, walking in it is like being in a fairyland.
After walking for a while, a long and mottled bluestone staircase appeared in front of me, covered by thick shade, and some white petals were scattered at the corners of the steps, like a brocade embroidered with pure white edges.
I don't know if this place has not been inhabited for a long time, or because it is cold in winter, there is a sense of gloom when walking in it. But she still likes this place very much, whether it is the white plum or the quietness here, she likes it very much.
Ask the palace maid, "Where is this?" ”
"The King's Bedchamber."
She was a little funny, this king didn't have quirks, and the dormitory was actually located in such a remote place.
When she entered the room, she realized that the king was not only sick, but also ill. She actually saw a coffin in the main hall, pitch-black, made of fine golden silk nanmu.
A normal person would not put a coffin in the dormitory, and damn it, why is this coffin still a little familiar?
Looking at the coffin, I suddenly felt that my head was starting to hurt. She asked the palace maid, "Is this the king's coffin?" "I've heard that some people will make coffins for themselves while they are alive, and most of them are empty.
"Definitely."
"Whose coffin is this?"
"I don't know." The palace maid replied coldly, left her here to wait for King Yan, and bowed away.
Sanchun circled around the coffin three times, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that his scalp was numb.
With this thing here, the originally spacious and bright place immediately had a little more ghostly atmosphere. In particular, how does this look like the one dug out of the grave of the horse slope?
Not daring to look any further, he turned his head to look away, and it was a bed, made of wood, black and the same color as the coffin.
The two curtains outside the bed, only the inner layer of the gauze tent is lowered, and the wandering moonlight walks in, softly spread on the coupling-colored brocade quilt. There is a screen in front of the bed, half-open three, the fan is not painted with landscapes, but two men, sometimes with candles and night tours, sometimes poems and paintings, and a picture of leisurely boiling tea and sitting on the piano, one looks exactly the same as her, and the other actually looks very familiar.
She stared at the two of them for a long time, thinking about where the other one had seen, when she suddenly heard someone behind her: "Sister Dan, has you been waiting for a long time?" ”
She looked back and saw a person standing behind her, dressed in comfortable civilian clothes, who was the amazing man she had met in the restaurant, and the other person painted on the screen. It's just that he didn't expect his identity to be the famous King Yan.
"Meet the King." Give a light salute and bow down.
"Sister Dan, you're welcome." King Yan hugged him with a faint smile on his face.
Looking at him up close, he didn't seem to have the sparkle of the first meeting, and he looked a little haggard, I don't know if it was due to lack of sleep or to worry.
Qi looked her up and down for a long time, and suddenly lowered her eyes and whispered: "Sister Dan, are you willing to marry me?" The voice was so vague that if it weren't for the people who saw him, they would have thought someone was talking nonsense.
She was a little frightened, "What do you mean by this, the king?" ”
"It's nothing, I really can't find someone to marry."
He sighed softly, his expression a little helpless. Empress Dowager Hua made this banquet without his consent, he thought about it, no one wanted to marry, and only Ju Dan, who looked similar to that person, was something he didn't look like, so he ordered her to be summoned.
Sanharu didn't know what was going on in his head, and he wasn't sure if he was sleepwalking for a while. Which suitor in the world would use this reason?
After looking at the coffin, I thought of those terrible legends about sleepwalking, and I shuddered, but I didn't dare to reply.
Obviously, before she came here, many people knew that she was the most likely choice, and it was even more obvious that King Yan's will had not yet been made at that time. This can't help but be reminiscent of what I heard a few days ago, some people say that the favorite of King Yan today is the former prince Yan Dan, because he has always refused to marry a wife. There is also an old mother in the house who joked, "It's different when our girl comes back, King Yan wants to marry, and he will definitely consider the girl first." ”
And the reason why she will marry is that she looks like Yan Dan. It was like a knife was stuffed in my head, and it hurt everywhere I turned. Because of her appearance like Yan Dan, she has become extremely sought-after, both in front of Ji Xi and in front of Zhong Xue, but this feeling is really terrible, which makes her feel the urge to tie up all the people she likes and beat her.
She bowed, "Thank you for the king's love, but you already have a sweetheart." ”
"I forgot about this book, Zheng Lan is fine."
"Very good."
Sanchun wanted to leave, but King Yan didn't know what he was thinking, so he pulled her and said that she was very different from before.
She didn't know what she was like, and she didn't know if what he was saying was true or false. I could only talk along with his topic, but my eyes were absent-mindedly looking around.
Shu Qi's eyes have never left her for half a point, in the past, Dan only looked similar to that person, but his personality was not the same at all, but now it seems that even her personality is exactly the same, especially the way she flattened her mouth just now, and her wide-eyed horror look, obviously not afraid at all, but she prefers to exaggerate her expression, so that he always has an illusion that the person he loves is back.
But there was still a little bit of laughter, and that was laughter, if her laughter could be contagious, so that the sunlight could suddenly break through the clouds and shine in at once, so gentle and free. Then he was 100% sure that it was her in front of him.
But...... Is this possible?
Sanchun didn't know how long she had been in the dormitory, but King Yan always pulled her to talk, and several times she got up and wanted to leave, but he dragged her down.
In fact, it's not so uncomfortable to talk to him, and it's not to be strong with her, just endure it. But the only thing that can't be tolerated is that people have three urgencies, she wants to go to the toilet, very much.
If she knew she was going to see him, she wouldn't have drunk so much water just now.
But in front of the monarch of a country, such words are really hard to say, especially since she is still a woman.