Hurried years, tied in the meantime. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAll kinds of tenderness in the past have faded with the weather. Now all that's left is a smile, a gardenia. Lost in the vicissitudes of life, even after many years, it cannot be forgotten. It is no longer meaningful who is right and who is wrong.

The rice wine on the table is filled with a sweet taste. Slowly pull all the memories back to half a year ago, like a long sunset, rippling in the sea of bitterness. "You take this talisman," Wan Ning put the talisman on the table, hoping that Jun Hao would accept it.

However, Jun Hao didn't look at it, so he sneered: "I just think it's your kindness, what kind of rice wine to give!" It was to do things for him! Before he could speak clearly, he heard these words. For Wanning, it was a heavy blow.

But fortunately, she was well prepared before she came. She knew that Jun Hao would inevitably misunderstand, and she didn't take it to heart. Just smiled and picked up the rice wine: "I haven't boiled rice wine for a while, this is boiled in the morning, why don't you taste it first and see how it tastes?" ”

Familiar tastes, familiar words. The rice wine in front of Jun Hao's eyes was like a seductive smile. However, in his mind, he suddenly thought of Chu Junyan. That hypocritical person made Jun Hao snort coldly. Ignored her.

"Jun Hao," Wan Ning held the rice wine up to his eyes and said patiently, "I know you hate me, but you also have to take care of yourself...... It's good that you have the spirit to deal with him...... What's more, Yan Shunqi also entered the palace, and he said that he was here to save you out......"

Somehow, this was said intermittently. But Wan Ning thought about it for a long time and could hear it. Her words were mixed with a hint of expectation. She longs for Jun Hao, and she can understand her hard work. Even if it's a word, false comfort.

Helplessly, there seems to be a barrier between the two. I can no longer calm down and confide in each other. Wanning was holding the rice wine at this time and never put it down. She knew that Jun Hao would not be the kind of ruthless person. A bowl of rice wine can be solved after all.

But she was wrong, she didn't know something. Because my memory is a little vague, it's dusk. will take the rice wine to the Zhengyang Palace. Such a scene was seen by Jun Hao. So the misunderstanding arose, which broke Jun Hao's heart.

"Jun Hao, just think of it, understand my painstaking efforts," Wan Ning almost prayed, but in fact, it didn't have to be like this. When she was in the palace, she was a maid. Serving Jun Hao, he has long been accustomed to his temperament. However, this time it was different, Jun Hao's expression was faint.

In other words, Jun Hao was simply flawless at this time, and he had a good impression of Wanning. He thought about Chu Junyan, and he didn't feel a little sour: "He asked you to be a lobbyist, but you also listened to him." "Jun Hao, you still remember me," Wan Ning understood that Jun Hao did it on purpose.

"You go, I don't want to see you," Jun Hao couldn't think of anything to say, and said to Wan Ning. He even, out of jealousy. It's not just a misunderstanding, since that's the case. Wan Ning can still say something, more is just useless.

watched Wanning slowly put down the rice wine, with a look of loss. Jun Hao's heart suddenly hurt, does it hurt. Then let it continue to hurt, anyway, Wanning is still by her side at this time. The wind was drifting, and a faint mist drifted over the surface of the lake.

In the corner of the table, several stacks of letterheads were blown off by the wind. It was the familiar gardenia note, and Wan Ning unconsciously bent down to pick it up. But I saw a line of familiar handwriting, didn't I send it to Jiangcheng by myself. How is it now, here and now? Wan Ning was suddenly puzzled.

The lake ripples with a cold color, setting off the white lotus flowers. In early summer, there is a slight sense of pride. The years are as they were before, quiet and serene. Lonely, cold, calm. All the words are a bit redundant here.

About Wanning, about Jun Hao, about Jun Yan. The story of the three people has been written since the early autumn of last year. thought that leaving the palace was the end of the story. Who would have thought that there would be sudden branches. "You really, didn't send me a letter?" Wanning's voice trembled a little.

She couldn't even believe the person who wrote to herself. It turned out to be Chu Junyan! The hypocritical man, using gardenia notes. Use this to provoke the relationship between yourself and Jun Hao! She really couldn't imagine that those winter clothes, shoes and socks, and herbs were not sent by Jun Hao.

I used to think that it was all with the passage of time. Slowly deepened, Wanning held the letterhead in her hand. Slowly sliding to the ground, she finally knew. Why Jun Hao ignores himself, I think this is the reason. It's ironic, God will really play tricks on her.

"Jun Hao, I really, I don't know at all," Wan Ning was full of grievances, longing for Jun Hao's forgiveness. It's a pity that it's too late, and Jun Hao won't look at her again. just gritted his teeth and said: "Self-inflicted, unforgivable!" "He scolded right, scolded right.

At this time, Wan Ning slowly lowered her head. Looking at the paper scattered on the ground, I unconsciously picked it up. Then his hands trembled, trying to shred the papers. But it's just a ruthless force, where is half the strength in the hand. If you look closely, she is already in tears.

Shredded how, misunderstanding has arisen. It's like a piece of rice paper, stained with a drop of ink. No matter how much you wipe it, it can't be clean. She sat on the ground and looked at Jun Hao with teary eyes: "I will bear the sins I have committed, but Jun Hao ......"

Her voice grew deeper and deeper, for a moment. Jun Hao had an urge to take her into his arms. Give her comfort and tell her that she forgave her. His heart was dripping blood, and his hands were clenching into fists. No, he can't. Because Wanning betrayed him.

"I, Chu Junhao, hate betrayal the most," he gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Wanning, in this life, I don't want to see you!" It was also such a sentence that forced Wanning into a desperate situation. That night, she had a high fever. And nightmares continued for three days.

When she woke up, her consciousness was a little blurry. Seeing the sunset outside the window, I thought that there was still rice wine that had not been delivered. I was about to get out of bed, but I didn't expect my mind to get dizzy. Fortunately, Xianyun came in time: "Where is the girl going?" Let's go back to bed and rest......"

"It's time to send rice wine," Wan stared out the window and said to Xianyun, "At dusk, Jun Hao has already gone down." Seeing her in a trance, Xianyun suddenly felt very sad. Jun Hao still treats her like this, and she still misses him.

Xian Yun shook her shoulders unconsciously, and said loudly: "Chu Jun Hao, Chu Jun Hao!" When will the girl care about herself? As he spoke, two lines of tears slid down his cheeks. In fact, Xianyun is too, and he is really worried about Wanning. That's why I said these words.

After all, when something happens, you should think about how to fix it. Blindly sad will only give Junyan more opportunities. Instead, think about what to do in seven days. Maybe it's a new beginning, or maybe it's a life that goes over and over again.

"No matter what, we have to work hard," Xianyun kept encouraging Wanning, hoping that she could cheer up. At that moment, the grace was full of complexity and depression. Jun Hao's words are like an imprint. It burned her heart, and it was a hot pain. It turns out that liking someone is so hard.

The palace is deep, and it can't lock the sorrow and farewell of the palace people. Butterflies flutter among the flowers. Looking back, it is a dissipated memory. After many years, what I want to wear is the end of the song. When the petals of the gardenia wither and fall to the end of the sky, everything will come to an end.

I seem to remember that when I just entered Jinxiang Palace and checked the pulse of Pingguiren. It was a late spring withering season, and the nobles at that time. I was infected with the wind and cold, and my body was very weak. The pale face can't hide her old face like a flower.

The roots of the old trees next to the palace garden stretch like memories. A pair of eyes that were almost desperate gave Yuan Yibin a different touch. At that moment, I listened to the noble people crying and expressing their feelings. He just listened quietly, like a quiet listener. On both sides of the path, many gardenias bloomed.

"You said you would come to see me," Pingguiren's sad tone lingered in his mind for a long time. He didn't say anything, calmly put down the medicine box, and took out the small medicine pillow. Then he said in a low voice: "The lower official diagnoses the pulse of the nobleman, and the nobleman has to take care of his body......"

The little jade pendant lay quietly in his arms. Although it is cold, it is like a fiery heart. Constantly sticking to his heart, so that he can't settle down. When his fingers caught Ping's wrist. A chill pierced the heart.

Ping's wrist was so cold, which really made Yuan Yibin's heart hurt. Why haven't I seen him for a few days, and Ping's noble people are so weak. He frowned unconsciously, and slowly withdrew his hand. While taking out a pen and paper, he said, "Your nobleman should take more supplements." ”

Yes, those were the only words of concern he ever spoke. was in the palace before, and the matter of Concubine Li. made him a little afraid, so he had feelings for Ping's nobles. Only buried deep in my heart is that jade pendant. Also in later stories, it was gradually buried.

Many years later, Yuan Yibin walked into Jinxiang Palace again and watched the scene of people going to the empty building. Unconsciously emotional, he buried the jade pendant deep next to the gardenia. I hope that the spirit of Ping's noble people in the sky can be seen. His affection for Ping's nobles is the only way.

In fact, the story about Yuan Yibin and Ping Guiren is insignificant. But there is a lot of sadness mixed with it, even if they meet, they can only suppress their feelings. In this deep harem, it has gradually become a dusty past, and no one mentions it. Only Jinxiang Palace is here, and gardenias are still open.

If it weren't for that jade pendant, Yuan Yibin might not go to Jinxiang Palace. But because of guilt, because of pity, because of longing. He still met Pingguiren, and he never thought about it. That would be the last time, seeing the smiling eyes of the noble people.

He hadn't promised her anything, he hadn't promised anything. At most, it's just to listen to the thoughts of the noble people. Between the two, it was more like a silent telling. Fate turns back and forth, and the emotions between each other can only be continued in the afterlife.

"Lord Yuan," Guiren Ping suddenly called, "Where is Queen Liu now, isn't it very good, do you want to take a look?" In the eyes of the Ping nobles, at least this will allow Yuan Yibin to stay in Jinxiang Palace for a little more time. This reason is okay.

Yuan Yibin looked at the expectant gaze of the Ping nobleman and hurriedly lowered his head. He didn't dare to go to see her, because of the etiquette between the monarch and the courtier. But he disappointed the Ping nobles a lot, so he had to follow Yuan Yibin into the inner hall. The flowers in the garden bloomed, but they were red gardenias.

A little palace maid stumbled out and saw Yuan Yibin and Ping Guiren. Immediately cried and knelt on the ground: "Niangniang, she has no ......" So the entire Jinxiang Palace was drowned in silence. Yuan Yibin was still late in the end.

In the past, I didn't see him. A brilliant cloud filled the air. Intertwined into a piece, light and transparent beaded curtain. The smell of those thoughts bloomed many gardenias in the palace. Bushes and bushes, more lush than in previous years.

A cup of warm tea is a little bit of Yuan Yibin's heart. He looked at Liu Ziyu's tired look and his silent expression. It's also a little sad in his heart, if he can treat Queen Liu earlier. Maybe there is a glimmer of life, but he is wrong.

"Master Yuan doesn't have to blame himself," Liu Ziyu knew very well in his heart who was behind all this. Naturally, it was Chu Junyan who usurped the throne. Originally, when he learned the news of his sister's departure, he rushed to Jinxiang Palace like crazy. However, I wanted to see my sister for the last time, but I was told. My sister has been sent to Qinling by the palace.

Now such a fact makes Liu Ziyu both sad and angry. He really didn't understand why the palace was in such a hurry to send his sister away. Then there is only one reason, it is Chu Junyan who secretly did something. Thinking of this, Liu Ziyu gritted his teeth hatefully.

Thinking about how majestic my sister used to be in charge of the six palaces. Now it is a bleak end, and their Liu family has also been defeated. That's what people often say, karma. also blames my sister for being too cruel to the people in the harem. Liu Ziyu couldn't accept it for a while.

The sound of the wind outside the window is blowing the leaves on the branches. There was a rustling sound, like a silkworm baby eating mulberry leaves. The heat of this summer is quietly approaching. But in Jinxiang Palace, I can't find a trace of warmth. Yuan Yibin patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Chu Junyan!" Liu Ziyu suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist and shouted, "I, Liu Ziyu, let you pay for your blood debt!" "Shhhhhhhh ”

Ping's nobles have always been cautious, but now they are naturally more careful. Liu Ziyu was very angry and said loudly: "He hurt my sister, how can I be afraid of him?" In the wind, the figure of Queen Liu echoed. made Liu Ziyu more and more sad, and he unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand.

Yuan Yibin, who looked at all this coldly, suddenly understood a little bit in his heart. Empress Liu's death should be a fuse. ignited the supreme authority for the struggle for power, otherwise how could Liu Ziyu have a reason. Help Jun Hao restore the throne and take revenge on Chu Junyan?

At this time, Queen Liu's death was just right. In any case, it accelerated the opportunity for Jun Hao to seize the throne. He was under house arrest just to wait for an opportunity. It's good now, even though Liu Ziyu is in pain. Really good chips.

So Jinxiang Palace soon became the target of public criticism. Queen Liu's death attracted everyone in the harem to come to pay their respects. This is a good opportunity, Yuan Yibin can see it. The anger in Liu Ziyu's heart was only on Chu Junyan. Still, they still have to wait.

"He came at the right time," Yuan Yibin saw Yan Shunqi, who he hadn't seen for a long time, in the crowd. He knew that Yan Shunqi had always been a tourist and was not in the court. Now that he suddenly returned to the palace, he must have received information from Jun Hao. Yuan Yibin's heart was suddenly much relieved.

After all, Yan Shunqi once saved Jun Hao's life. Friends of life and death will not be wrong after all. Yuan Yibin gently patted Liu Ziyu's hand and said with a smile: "General Liu, be patient, we always have a way......

At that time, Yuan Yibin naturally didn't know what would happen in five days. It doesn't matter if it's bloody rain or corpses. As long as Jun Hao is reinstated, their Yuan family will also be a hero. The sunlight refracted in and shone on his cheeks. Let the noble people on the side feel warm.