Jun Hao outside was silent for a long time. Seeing this, Jiang Lingyan, the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, said again: "Why doesn't the emperor call Aunt Hong from Zuiyue Tower and ask the truth." Otherwise, such a woman entered the palace. If it is known by the Queen Mother, wouldn't it be an insult to the harem? ”

What, Wan Ning heard it right. Drunken Moon Tower? Is this what Jiang Lingyan said? Only then did Wan Ning realize that what she was worried about had happened. Jiang Lingyan sure enough, she said that she was the person from Zuiyue Tower. She was thinking wildly, but she heard Jun Hao's voice.

His voice was very low: "In that case, then let it be." "I thought he wouldn't say such a thing. However, her "original thought" was disillusioned like this. She slowly crouched down, wanting to burst into tears, but she pressed it to her heart.

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, and the rain became heavier and heavier. Wan Ning supported her heavy body and left the Zhengyang Hall with heavy steps. The moment she pushed the door open, the rain rushed back and forth on her body. It seems to be those gossips, with her deep hurt.

The wind mixed with cloudy raindrops hit her wounds that had not yet healed. Soaking through her clothes, it was as if she was back to the days of running around. On that day, it also rained heavily, and the whole world was gray. My father's coffin grew colder and colder in the rain.

She wore filial piety clothes and saw off her father in the rain. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lu Shi pulled himself into the house. She saw an old mother with heavy makeup, and the bearded man behind her. Lu smiled and said a few words, and the old mother came up to look at herself.

"What a good girl!" That old mother is Aunt Hong of Zuiyue Tower. So Wanning was like this, and was sold to Zuiyue Building by the Lu family in a daze. She looked at everything in Zuiyue Tower coldly, as if those jokes had nothing to do with her.

An autumn wind blew, and so did the cold rain. The dead leaves that were wrapped around her fell in a flutter. She used her wide sleeves to shield herself from the wind. The pain all over my body seems to be unable to resist the scars in my heart. She probably can't go back to that Tateting Pavilion.

When she woke up again, the wind and rain had stopped. "Are you awake?" It was Xue Ziruo's voice, and Wan Ning watched Ziruo take the decoction. immediately wanted to get out of bed, but was held down by Ziruo. She said with a little shame, "Cousin, I'm sorry, I didn't help you-"

"Don't say that," Wan Ning hurriedly got up, but her body became heavier and heavier. Ziruo gently rubbed her back for her, and said gratefully: "If it weren't for my cousin, I'm afraid that I would be beaten by the board......" "The body of the girl's daughter," Wan Ning smiled, "How dare the slave and maid let the girl be wronged?" ”

Listening to Wanning's words, Ziruo felt even more guilty. She knew that her father was not good to Wanning, but Wanning treated herself like this. Ziruo didn't know how to thank her for a while. "Did Xue Cainu sleep?" Someone outside the door was calling the door, like Wang Lianying beside Jun Hao.

"Is Miss Jiang there?" While Wang Lianying was speaking, Wan Ning was already standing in front of her. Wang Lianying looked at Wanning's pale face, and said unconsciously: "The emperor is waiting for you in Zhengyang Palace." "What, waiting for yourself? Wanning heard you right, right?

Xue Ziruo thought that Jun Hao was going to punish Wan Ning, so he immediately stood up and said, "The prince let me go, Wan Ning was injured and has not recovered yet." "Cai Nu said with a smile," Wang Lianying refused with a smile, "The emperor just wants to ask what happened, Cai Nu doesn't need to panic." ”

The wide Zhengyang Palace, in the autumn rain, looks more and more poignant. Wan Ning followed Wang Lianying and came to the hall. The dim candle flame swayed in the wind, and Wanning could see it. The handsome young man under the candlelight, his angular face, was full of melancholy.

"This thing, but yours?" His deep voice came from the table. On a fluttering piece of paper, it fell at Wanning's feet. The big "deed of sale" made her tremble all over, but strange, how could the deed of sale be here in Jun Hao?

Suddenly, she thought of Jiang Lingyan. Could it be her, who secretly took the deed of sale? Before she could think about it, she heard Jun Hao's footsteps coming towards her. She pressed her head very low. Even, he didn't dare to raise his head and see Jun Hao's eyes.

"I want to hear you," his voice sounded so far away. The familiar smell lingered all around her body, and Wan Ning seemed to feel that she remembered this smell somewhere. "Slave," she was about to speak, but paused again, "Slave, it's also a last resort......"

She thought about it, and it was better not to say anything about her life experience. simply used the sentence "as a last resort" to answer Jun Hao's words. "Look into my eyes," his words were flat, but irresistible. Wan Ning had no choice but to raise her head slightly.

Those eyes were the brightest and deepest eyes Wan Ning had ever seen. Between the eyebrows, there is a hint of sharpness. With a kind of domineering that an emperor should have. Wan Ning suddenly realized that the man in front of her was probably hiding a lot of secrets.

"Your Majesty, the slave maid is really forced to do so," Wan Ning looked into his eyes and repeated the sentence again. She hopes that Jun Hao can understand her helplessness. It's a pity that she was wrong, she was wrong that she shouldn't trust a person. Many years later, she will understand this truth.

I saw Jun Hao looking at her deeply, and then put away the deed of sale. Turned to Wan Ning and said, "I thought, the Huanyi Bureau should be more suitable for you. His indifferent tone did not show any joy or sorrow at all. Wan Ning didn't understand why Jun Hao would treat herself like this.

When she followed Wang Lianying and walked out of Zhengyang Palace. How I hope that Jun Hao suddenly stopped himself and said the words that spared her, but unfortunately there is not so much hope in the world. It's like last night's heavy rain, as vague as ever. Wan Ning suddenly thought of the days when she fled, at least there was still freedom.

"Wan Ning, if you want to live in this deep palace. Be sure to close your mouth and cover your ears and eyes. This was the first thing Wan Ning said to herself when she went to the Huanyi Bureau and heard Aunt Yan say to herself. Wanning nodded thoughtfully, until the sunset sent away the last rays of sunshine.

Since then, Wan Ning has been a maid in the Huanyi Bureau. She gritted her teeth and washed the countless laundry sheets she had every day. Sometimes, I am so tired that I can't straighten my waist. In her free time, she reminisces about her days at home. Although it is painful, it is good to have a father by his side.

The sunset dissipated the last afterglow, and Xue Ziruo carried the food box. She knew that Wanning couldn't eat well in the Huanyi Bureau, so she personally sent a small snack. Wanning wanted to cry gratefully, but she still held back. Whether happy or sad, she would not allow herself to cry.

Because from the day my father died, my tears had long since dried up. She doesn't want others to see her own joys and sorrows. Even in the face of Xue Ziruo, she is the same. She remembered her cousin's bullying of her; Ziruo's kindness to her, she never forgets.

At dusk and sunset, hundreds of birds return to their nests. Wan Ning fished out the last sheet from the sink and wrung it out with great effort. Only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, and he was finally done. The evening breeze blows, mixed with the last rays of late summer. Blowing on the sheets, sprinkling the heat of the summer.

"The emperor has arrived-" Wang Lianying's voice came, and the maids of the Huanyi Bureau immediately knelt neatly on both sides. At this time, what does Jun Hao do? Wan Ning also knelt in the crowd, not daring to make the slightest move. After a while, I heard Jun Hao's footsteps.

Jun Hao looked around and waved at Wang Lianying. took a dark robe and said to Aunt Yan: "This dark robe is worn by the emperor on weekdays, and my aunt should wash it with raw pulp." "The slave and maid must do their best," Aunt Yan replied, "Father-in-law can rest assured." ”

"Come here." Suddenly, Jun Hao pointed to Wanning in the crowd and beckoned to her. Before Wan Ning came back to her senses, she was pulled to Jun Hao's side by Aunt Yan. I saw Jun Hao handing the dark robe to Wan Ning. Then he said, "I'll give you this dress, and I'll pick it up tomorrow." ”

The tone of his voice was still lukewarm. Let Wan Ning be incomprehensible, looking at the back of him leaving. Wan Ning took the robe, and then slowly got up. The other maids who didn't want to be in the Huanyi Bureau said in an envious tone: "Wanning, you are really blessed!" ”

Aunt Yan, who came later, looked at Wanning's dull gaze. said to Wan Ning: "I don't know why the emperor chose you. But I just want to tell you that it's better to be more stable in the deep palace. Wanning understands that Aunt Yan must be herself, and restrain her edge.

Because it was the clothes that I came to pick up tomorrow, Wanning washed them overnight with soaphorn slurry. Thinking that after that, there was no one to serve Xue Ziruo's side. She felt uneasy in her heart, even though her cousin despised her. But in the end, Ziruo is different from her father, she is really a different kind of woman.

Thinking like this, the horn of curfew was already sounding in the palace. The empty echo in the air, mixed with the bleak autumn wind. It became more and more silent and quiet, and Wan Ning had already washed her clothes at this time. Bake it next to the fire, and the clothes will dry faster.

Reflecting the firelight, Wan Ning saw the dark robe. The cuffs are faintly embroidered with silver-white trim, and the neckline is also trimmed. Suddenly, a spark erupted. happened to fall on the sleeve of her shirt, and Wanning was taken aback. Hurriedly pick up your clothes.

It's a pity that the clothes have been burned with a hole the size of a fingernail. What can I do? Wanning took the half-dried clothes, and she hated herself for being careless. She walked over to the table and looked at the small hole in her sleeve. Then he moved the candle flame and picked up the needle and thread in the basket.

The dark silk threads are densely packed with stitches. At the sleeve, it was quickly embroidered into a small velvet flower by her dexterous hands. If you look through the candle flame, if you don't look closely, you really can't see it. She shook her shirt, and then she let out a long sigh of relief.

Unconsciously, the moon shadow sank in the west. She stroked her almost dry clothes, and used the soot in the fire spoon. Gently ironing the folds at the corners of the clothes, the warm breath came to the face. Wanning stretched her waist and felt a lot more relaxed. It's just that when the time comes, she doesn't feel sleepy. Then he went out for a walk.

The dark sky shrouded this silent palace. Wanning paced along the gravel path. All the way to the low palace wall, lift the green vine. Wanning can see the night view of the imperial garden. But at night, it was pitch black in the garden.

Curious for a moment, Wan Ning followed the palace wall. All the way to the cloister, through this cloister. You can reach the Imperial Garden, she has been in the palace for more than a month, and she has not been in yet. At the Yilan Pavilion, there seems to be a light. Wanning saw that the embroidered soft curtain in the wind was fluttering with the wind.

Who could it be at such a late hour? Wan Ning boldly took a few steps forward, but saw the familiar figure. It turned out to be Chu Junhao! What is he doing here? I saw his lonely figure, drinking alone in the pavilion. It seemed very lonely and lonely, and Wanning's heart was a little touched for a while

Five years ago, it was also on such a quiet night. Under the glazed pavilion, she and Xiao Lang shared wine. Talking and laughing, I don't know what day it is. But now the scene in front of her was so familiar, but it reminded her of Xiao Lang. The Xiao Lang who was far away at the border and said that he wanted to marry himself.

"Who's there?" For some reason, it was probably Jun Hao who sensed that someone was there. There was no way, so she had to lower her head and slowly walked out of the corner under the vine. A candle flame illuminates the path in front of her. Her heart trembled, and she really regretted how she could have come here.

Just when Wan Ning was thinking wildly, she heard Jun Hao suddenly say: "Do you know what crime it is to break into the imperial garden at night?" His words were calm, yet powerful. Wanning listened to it in her ears, and she didn't feel bold. Putting the wine glass on the stone table, he said indifferently to Jun Hao: "It's cold in the middle of the night, the emperor should rest early." ”

When she said this, she was thinking of Xiao Lang. Her Xiao Lang often drinks alcohol, and often says that drinking at night will make it warmer. In fact, Wanning has been persuading, saying that drinking alcohol is harmful to the body. It's just that in front of her now, it's not Xiao Lang. She didn't want to, she had too many entanglements with him.

"You dare to disobey my will," his words rang out behind her. Wan Ning could hear his footsteps gradually coming towards this place. She stopped unconsciously, and turned to Jun Hao and said, "Does the emperor have any other orders?" ”

Jun Hao has never seen such a woman. "You're the first one, the one who confronts me," Jun Hao raised the corners of his lips with a hint of curiosity, "What's your name?" "Yan Wanning," Wanning hid her "Jiang" surname and replaced it with her mother's surname.

Because she didn't want to, let Jun Hao ask about her relationship with Jiang Lingyan. "Wen Wan Xian Ning," Jun Hao silently read the name, "It's really a good name...... Wan Ning stood beside Jun Hao, only to feel that he exuded an irresistible power.

An autumn wind blew, sweeping away the dead branches and leaves of the branches. made a rustling sound, and Wanning was thin because of her thin clothes. So his whole body trembled, and Jun Hao said to himself: "My robe, I'll get it tomorrow." Have you washed it? ”

Wanning nodded, just about to say the small hole in the sleeve. But I heard Wang Lianying's voice coming: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Liang, has returned from the border pass." Hearing the news, Wan Ning saw Jun Hao's brows and frowned slightly.

"Is the news true?" Jun Hao asked again with certainty, and Wang Lianying nodded vigorously: "Today's slave saw it with his own eyes, so he can't be wrong." "This news seems to be a blow to Jun Hao. But seeing Jun Hao's frowns, it seems that he has hidden a lot of secrets.

Half a moment, Wang Lianying said: "Tomorrow is the birthday of the Queen Mother, and it is time for King Liang to come." After being silent for a long time, I saw Jun Hao's expression a little heavy. Wan Ning was very curious, who would this King Liang be, and why would Jun Hao care so much? What does the Queen Mother have to do with him?