The red candle is shaking, and a season of winter snow announces the arrival of winter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe withered vines and old roots reflect the old days. The mottled memories seem more and more blurred at this moment. In the deep sky, there are occasionally a few fireworks, and the bloom is particularly gorgeous.

Familiar palace, familiar corridor, familiar Zhengyang Palace. Everything is still there, but the familiar person is long gone. Wan Ning walked back along the corridor step by step. If time can be turned back, if Chu Junhao is still alive.

If it weren't for the end of the story, it wouldn't be so desolate. Wanning could hear the breath of the wind and the confusion of the night, but she couldn't hear her own heart. After brushing the yarn tent, the rice wine of the gardenia was still there. The residual temperature is lingering, and the floral fragrance floats.

"The girl won't leave us," Xianyun looked forward to Wanning's arrival, her eyes mixed with long-lost joy. Still taking advantage of the night, Wanning followed He Jing into the palace quietly. If Chu Yunhong knew about it, he would definitely punish himself for "disobeying the holy decree".

In the boundless night, there is an unknown surging. Wan Ning listened carefully to Xianyun's story of the past few days, and unconsciously calmed down to think about it. said to Xianyun: "Today, the emperor is favored by me, and there will be today." That Shu woman wants to be the queen, but it depends on her ability. ”

Originally, Wanning didn't like Haoxue, and she wanted to push Haoxue away from the assassin last time. Who would have thought that Chu Yunhong would try his best to protect it, but instead let Haoxue return to China. also let Wang Qibo be stationed in Shu for a long time, what kind of national marriage book to send! Wan Ning's heart was very resentful.

Don't look at Chu Yunhong is only thirteen years old, but his method. But it completely cut off Wang Qibo's power, and at the same time, he could also win over Shu through Haoxue. "But this Yang Lianyi is still smart," Wan Ning wanted to thank Lianyi at this time, and thought of the seven medicinal incense to make the phoenix clothes.

Xianyun was still a little puzzled and puzzled: "What is the girl's intention in doing this?" "Isn't Lianyi going for revenge?" Wan Ning said slowly, "They want to cut off the incense in the east foothills, but they ruined Haoxue alone, aren't we just profiting from it?" ”

"After all, the emperor is still young," Wan Ning meant to borrow Lianyi's hand to get rid of Haoxue. As a result, the contradiction between Xirong and Shu will be intensified, and the eastern foot can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. After hearing this, Xianyun immediately smiled: "In the end, the girl has a lot of ideas!" ”

At this time, there was a sound of clapping hands outside the door, and Wan Ning followed the sound. But she was a butterfly that she hadn't seen for many days, but she was wearing an apricot yellow palace dress. Holding his loose bun, he knelt down in front of Wanning and said: "At first, the emperor asked me to help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince secretly, and there must be a price to pay, begging the girl to help me ......"

If Butterfly's mind began to sway from side to side, it was for the survival of the day after tomorrow. Then this time I came for the sake of the so-called posterior. Despite the distance, she believed she had the ability. The promise that the emperor could not fulfill, there should always be a butterfly to fight for.

The old dreams are still there, and how many memories are empty. The curfew horn sounded, and the palace was even quieter. Wan Ning didn't think about it, and said: "The position of this queen will only belong to Mu Qingluan. "This is why Wanning insisted on cultivating Qingluan in the first place.

Anyway, Qingluan is also the princess of Xirong. If Chu Yunhong marries Qingluan, it means that he will announce to the remnants of Xirong. It shows the generosity and benevolence of the eastern foothills, and can also win the hearts of the people. But if you marry Die'er, there is no benefit at all.

"When I return to the palace this time, I only want you to concoct seven medicinal incense and make Fu Haoxue lose her fertility forever," Wan Ning said softly, "If you don't want to, I will tell the emperor about you framing the former queen." If you are willing to help me, I will also help you to take the position of the imperial concubine......"

It turns out that some things have been predestined for a long time. The first time she heard Wanning say such a thing, Die'er was a little scared. Suddenly felt that this Yan Wanning seemed to be even more terrifying than Jiang Lingyan. Remembering the last time, in order to test her loyalty, she let herself be tortured, and Butterfly felt like a nightmare.

Regardless of what will happen to him in the future, but for Die'er, saving her life now is the most important thing. When she held a box and handed over the prepared seven medicinal incense. Her hands were trembling, Fu Haoxue—this was the second human life she had killed.

"Xianyun is now in charge of the Clothing Bureau, and Die'er will go with her," Wan Ning leaned on the soft couch and closed her eyes slightly, "I know you are wronged, but you have to get through this hurdle." In fact, Wanning's heart has long been like a mirror.

It's just that what Wanning didn't know was that after Duanmu Kun was killed, Qingluan also suffered a crime. It's just that after many years of love, she made her the maid in front of the Zhengyang Palace. It seems that for a lifetime, she is the identity of a maid, and she can't change anything.

So Qingluan, who loved freedom wholeheartedly, was imprisoned in the palace like this. The life she longed for with Prince Zhao was completely shattered. The heart floating in the wind, where does the dust return? Wanning at that time, but there was a moment of regret.

"Luan'er, have you ever hated your aunt?" Wan Ning could see that Qingluan's eyes were full of resentment and helplessness. is very similar to Wanning back then, while having no choice, she has to make wedding dresses for others. Qingluan's heart is bitter.

In the quiet night, the butterfly swayed all the seven medicinal incense. Blended into those fabrics, it is dark and fragrant. These seven medicinal incense are enough to destroy a woman's fertility. It's just that every time Die'er thinks of Chu Yunhong's sweetness to Haoxue, she hates the root of her teeth.

It's okay like this, what if Haoxue is the queen. After a long time, it will naturally be old. Butterfly knows that a woman wants to be favored. Not only by virtue of beautiful looks, but also by intelligence and profound knowledge.

The white dew outside the window condensed, and a layer of cold frost appeared on the glazed tiles. Xianyun was cutting clothes with Die'er, but Qingluan's shadow was gone. Die'er said in a low voice: "When I first came, I saw Prince Zhao and Qingluan together......"

"I wanted to help you, but you're here to stir up trouble!" Wan Ning's sudden question made Die'er startle. She shook her head again and again, showing her loyalty. Xianyun also pleaded on the side: "Die'er also said casually, the girl doesn't have to be angry." ”

Hearing Xian Yun speak so generously, Wan Ning couldn't help but let out a long sigh. said: "The Lantern Festival in a month is the day when the queen is canonized-" Then a month later, it is the beginning of the contradiction between Shu and Xirong. Some expectations.

The weather was overcast, and after a while, small snow particles fell from the air. In the imperial dining room, everything is being prepared for the new year. The flavor of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger, but the more lively the scene, the more desolate it is. Wan Ning suddenly remembered that when the snow night was vigiling.

That year, that day, all the memories came to my heart. Through a beaded curtain, she could see the man reading the folds. The candle flame was sad, shaking the parting of the past. Memories are too bitter, but they are just a moment of obsession.

"Yang Lianyi is outside," Wan Ning saw earlier that a figure was shaking. Looking at the appearance and color of the clothes, Wanning had already guessed. She got up and went to the inner room, and instructed Xian Yun: "Don't say I'm here, see what else Lianyi has to do." ”

A night like water, a day like a dream. Snowflakes fluttered, accompanied by graceful condensation like a dream. In the dream, she smiled like a flower, and the picture of Chu Junhao and her spring ploughing was clear in front of her. It's just that all of a sudden, it became blurry, and Wanning began to get a little tired.

The moonlight swayed gently, and time passed quietly. rippling with a different kind of sorrowful thoughts. The snow falls without a trace, and the golden gate is inch. And look at the vastness of the heavens and the earth, clean and flawless. Occasionally, a snowflake drifts in, announcing the arrival of winter to the red dust. Write down the memories of this moment, and dye the old days.

It seems that in Lianyi's memories, there has always been only the word "obedience". is like the ruler of the year, who has always made wedding dresses for others. Only this time, Lianyi will not bow her head again. Duanmukun promised her that if the restoration of the country was successful, he would let her be his wife.

Every time I think of this reason, Lianyi will be happy in my heart. Pushing the door in, the thin cloud under the candlelight was doing embroidery. A stitch and a thread, embroidered not enough for Duanmu Kang's lovesickness. In Xianyun's memory, he will never forget that encounter.

When I think about it occasionally, it will always be a good memory. Many years later, he is still a single lotus cloth. On the contrary, this nostalgia for Xianyun has a faint layer of envy. How stupid and ridiculous I was at that time.

"What are you doing embroidering this Raushzi? Don't hurry up and make phoenix clothes! Lianyi snatched the embroidery from Xianyun's hand, and said viciously, "There are not many days left, and Haoxue will enter the palace tomorrow!" "Outside the window, the snow whimpered, and the cold wind was howling.

It turned out that according to the plan, tomorrow seemed to be the time to enter the palace. will put on the phoenix robe that is dyed with the incense of the seven medicines, and then Youxian Yun will place a dagger in the marriage room in advance. Even if Chu Yunhong wants to be suspicious, it will only be a conspiracy of the Shu Kingdom. There will never be any suspicion of Lianyi.

"The seven medicinal incense can stay on the face, maybe the emperor will reward us," Lianyi carried the needle and thread in the basket, quite proud, "Asking for a reward for the restoration of the country, it shouldn't be too much, right?" So everything was logical, and Lianyi was looking forward to tomorrow.

Listening to what Lianyi said, Xianyun's heart skipped a few beats for a while. The first emperor was poisoned because he couldn't escape the assassination. Chu Yunhong is Wanning's only hope, and Liang Yuzhen is the queen mother. is the princess of Chen Guo again, how could she allow this.

But seeing Xianyun slowly bent down and picked up the embroidered handkerchief. Gently stroked the dust on it, and said in a low voice: "This is Xirong's precious Zhu Yuduan, today is Brother Kang's death day......" Xianyun didn't know if he could burn a stack of paper money for him.

I'm afraid that the conspiracy of Lianyi and Duanmu Kun will be revealed, and all the blame will be put on himself and Qingluan. At that time, on Duanmukang's grave, I am afraid that there would be an extra piece of loess. "Either way, you're going to send the dagger over!" Lianyi ordered.

"Lianyi, you've changed," Xianyun's voice trembled a little, the girl who had been silent before. How could he be so vicious and selfish, who knew that Lianyi sneered: "Isn't Yan Wanning the same?" You're not qualified to accuse me yet! She said and left resentfully.

Looking at the dagger on the ground, a chill shone at the blade. Xianyun picked it up and looked at it, and the dagger between them was engraved: "Loyal to Shu, never forget the original intention." Eight small words seem to contain a different kind of deep meaning. The dagger is very small, just right to hide under the pillow.

At this time, the door curtain rang, and it was Wanning who walked out. Xianyun was about to hide the dagger, but was grabbed by Wan Ning in the palm of his hand: "The plan is calculated, this day will come." Since Duanmu Kun came back, Wanning expected that the time would not be too early or too late.

The sky of the four fields is covered with snow. Rolling and undulating, there is a wild goose flying by. In the clouds, send a flower note. At the end of the snowflake, it is a beautiful Song poem. Word for word, sentence for sentence.

Flying snowflakes are scattered in the air like flying flotsam. Tomorrow is Qingluan's birthday, and it is also Brother Kang's death day. Thinking about the unknown future, Xianyun advanced his birthday by one day. The wind stopped thousands of miles away, and the dust curled up. It's sadness, or it's loneliness.

"If you want to avenge your father, send this dagger to Jingyang Palace," Xianyun wrapped the dagger and handed it to Qingluan, "The new queen will restore the country for our Xirong—and it should only be a birthday gift for you tomorrow......"

Xianyun thought about it, and only said this to Qingluan. According to Wanning's words, just borrowing the hand of Lotus Yi, Fu Haoxue can also be removed. At that time, Xirong returned to the country, and after Qingluan became the queen, Wanning really let go of her heart.

I didn't want Qingluan to hold it in my hand, so I hurriedly put it down: "Aunt Yan told me before that the emperor will not be allowed to be hurt in the slightest. "It's not you who will do it," Xianyun explained, "You are the one who wants to be the queen, how can you let Haoxue take the lead?" It's just that Haoxue was wronged. ”

"Queen?" Qingluan's eyes widened, no one had ever said that to her. She shook her head again and again: "Luan'er just needs to study with Prince Zhao!" At this time, Xianyun found that between Qingluan's hair and temples, a different kind of jade hairpin was inserted.

It is white and shiny, and it looks like snowflakes in the night sky. Xianyun knows that this is the "falling snow hairpin" in the palace. It's not precious, but it represents the pure heart of a girl. How could Xian Yun not understand Chu Yunzhao's mind in his heart.

She stepped forward and pulled the snowpin out. turned to anger and said: "If it wasn't for Prince Zhao taking you out of the palace, how could you be targeted by Duanmu Kun?" Our identities will not be revealed! Don't associate with him in the future, do you hear that? ”

It was the first time I heard my mother talking to herself so angrily. Qingluan was startled, she had only seen Aunt Lian's anger before. Even if he left the palace without permission, his mother never annoyed herself. Why is this time, but it is so angry.

"Get on your knees!" Xianyun roared at Qingluan, "If I don't teach you a lesson today, I will be sorry for your father, and even more sorry for the displaced people of Xirong!" She said as she took the ruler from the table. Hit Qingluan's back hard.

"Mother, spare me," Qingluan dodged back and forth, but was still beaten a few times. The pain that fell on his back made Xianyun even more heartbroken. The skin and flesh that Lianyi poked with a hairpin last time was not neat at this time, but it was a new injury.

With tears in his eyes, a slight smile flashed in his mind. I feel even more sad in my heart, and now my future life and death are unknown. 's daughter is also so ignorant, how can Xianyun not be in pain. "Mother, I was wrong, Mother-" Qingluan's voice called, making Xianyun burst into tears.

The north wind is howling outside the window, and the warmth inside the window is glorious. Seeing that Qingluan was scarred, Xianyun hugged her in his arms and cried bitterly. But Qingluan sobbed in a low voice: "After Luan'er, I will listen to my mother for everything." Just beg my mother, don't punish Luan'er anymore......"

So that night, Qingluan quietly stuffed the dagger under the pillow in the marriage room. couldn't bear her mother to suffer, so she had to let Haoxue suffer such grievances. This can be regarded as a heavy blow to Shu. For example, the last assassin incident can also become the rhetoric of the princes of the world.