In March, Lanze grass. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoGreen all over the mountains, white water surging. The green bamboo weeps ink marks, and the flowers fall into the album. A cup of tea, lingering wisps of fragrance. Pushing open the window, you can see the gardenia on the windowsill. And the color of the sun, the dots are dyed with a new green.

A shadow lingers in front of the windowsill. She was dressed in an apricot-yellow palace dress, under the thin shadow of the sun. It radiated a piece of light, like a bygone day. "Ning'er, change my clothes," Jun Hao sat lazily on the soft couch, his voice long and kind.

When the bright yellow dragon robe was gently draped over his shoulders. Only then did he see clearly that it was his newly canonized Concubine Liang Yu. Her pale yellow moire dress looked more and more blurry in the sunlight.

Suddenly, Jun Hao thought of the name he had just called. didn't feel much more sober, and his Ning Er had already left. The person who changed his clothes at this time was Liang Yuzhen. He lowered his head and watched Liang Yuzhen tie the sweat towel around his waist for himself and tidy up the dragon robe, but how much he hoped that this person was Ning'er.

Ever since Wan Ning was a maid in the Zhengyang Palace, Jun Hao had long been accustomed to her service. Get up in the morning with a smell of the delicate gardenias, and then face the slight morning breeze. Let Wanning change her clothes and comb her hair, and serve him after breakfast, and then go to the court.

It's just that the warm spring breeze is still there, and the people I miss are long gone. "Respectfully invite the emperor to go to court," Liang Yuzhen looked at it carefully for a while, and then bowed down and said humbly. Seeing that Liang Yuzhen was so respectful to herself, Jun Hao sighed unconsciously.

If it was before, Wanning would definitely take out the japonica rice porridge prepared in advance. Let Jun Hao pad his stomach first, and wait until after the morning court, and then instruct the imperial kitchen to cook a good imperial meal for Jun Hao. At this time, his stomach was empty, but it was not good to brush off Liang Yuzhen's meaning, so he followed Wang Lianying out of the palace.

The flowers and plants in the palace garden, under the blowing of the spring breeze, gradually give birth to new hope. I don't know what Wanning will be doing at this time. Now that she is gone, there is no one to take care of the gardenia in this palace. When he was holding the fold in his hand, Jun Hao was thinking about another person.

Wang Lianying, who was on the side, couldn't bear to be disturbed, so she quietly retreated. Looking at the anxious Zuo Xiang outside the hall, Wang Lianying persuaded him: "Lord Zuo should go back, it is important to teach the little prince." Why bother to ask for this? "Since Wan Ning left the palace, Zuo Xiang has never seen Jun Hao again.

Despite how many times, the left phase is on the fold. asked to cut off Wanning's other forces in the palace, but in the end they all failed. In fact, Zuo Xiang's request is also very simple, that is, to remove the palace maids Xianyun, Qingluan and Lianyi. And then there is still himself, with Zhao Wangye.

But it's just that Zuo Xiang ignored Jun Hao's heart for Wanning, about the case of the queen's murder. A long time ago, the execution room was replaced, and Wanning was safe. And it is far away from the palace, and it is holding on to the left. What's more, Wang Lianying knows the stakes, Xianyun is his niece's daughter, and she must not be driven out of the palace.

"Your Majesty!" Zuo Xiang knelt outside the hall and shouted loudly, "Next month, Shu will start a war with my eastern foothills, why don't you see the emperor prepared?" I am willing to recommend myself to go to Shu and sign a friendship covenant! "War, of course, will not bring any benefit to the people.

When Wang Lianying heard this, she hurriedly stepped forward and motioned to Zuo Xiang and said in a low voice: "Are you crazy?" The last truce agreement of Fengqiu could only be for one year. Now that the time has come, we can't go back! "Nations' fellowship has always been to do what they say, and not to break their promises.

"Do you think I don't know?" Wang Lianying said coldly, "If you don't want to leave your young grandson to go to the battlefield, you will come over to be a lobbyist for Shu." Will the emperor agree? Hum! "If you want to rely on your identity as an emperor, it is impossible to ask for anything.

At dusk, the faint setting sun shines over the hills. Reflecting the soft south wind, the poetry of smearing everything in the world. The willow silk is full, and the apricot blossoms are thin. Render a pool of spring water, sweeping away the gardenia sprouts that break through the ground. Fragrant rice wine is the most heart-warming.

"Read the book in three days."

"Huh? Three days? But I, I don't know a word......"

"You can ask Xianyun and the princess."

"Still composing poetry? Your Majesty, it is difficult for Ning'er to read and write......"

Whenever she thought of Wanning's surprised but embarrassed look, Jun Hao just secretly hid the corners of her mouth with a smile. The first poem Wanning wrote, the first poem she made. The first Chinese New Year's Eve spent with him, the first spring ploughing under the spring breeze in April, made Jun Hao remember it deeply.

The faint fragrance of gardenia flowers exudes a warmth in the evening afternoon. It's just that at the moment when he raised his head slightly, he saw that strange woman-Liang Yuzhen. She remembered Wanning's entrustment and also learned to boil a bowl of rice wine. Mixed with the smell of gardenias, it spreads out.

But always, something is missing. It is the smiling eyes of grace, Liang Yuzhen restrains her willfulness. But after all, the position of the "concubine" was perfunctory. For Prince Zhao, for Wanning's kindness. Do her job and ask for nothing more.

At this moment, Zuo Xiang knelt on the ground and stated his request. But in Jun Hao's opinion, there is some unreasonable trouble. While looking at the book, he said casually: "No wonder these days, the noble concubine often comes here. It was originally to intercede with Lord Zuo......"

Everyone knows that Liang Yuzhen's little prince, Prince Zhao, is a student of Zuo Xiang. Now Liang Yuzhen is in Zhengyang Palace, and it just so happens that Zuo Xiang is also there. It is this relationship that will make Jun Hao say such things. This was something that everyone present did not expect.

Liang Yuzhen was wronged, why did Jun Hao misunderstand her. Wang Lianying was secretly glad that she could take the opportunity to suppress Zuo Xiang this time, and she kept Xianyun. At that time, if the left minister wants to be rampant and rude, there is no way to do it. Jun didn't raise his head, but he looked quite proud.

"The old minister is not just for his grandson," Zuo Xiang explained, "Now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in Shu Kingdom, if the two countries go to war, it will inevitably be unfavorable to His Royal Highness the Prince-" "Isn't that exactly what you mean?" Wang Lianying then arrived, "So that your student, Prince Zhao, will be the crown prince!" ”

These words were also when Wanning was still in the palace earlier. once told Wang Lianying, but he just wanted to get rid of Zuo Xiang, and there was really no evidence. Now Wang Lianying deliberately said this, in fact, to see what Zuo Xiang meant, whether it was Wanning's guess.

But seeing Zuo Xiang, he immediately got up, and pointed at Wang Lianying confidently: "You spew blood!" I think about the country, how can I have different intentions? It's clearly you, Wang Lianying, sowing discord! Your niece and daughter are good friends with Yan Wanning, and now that you have left the palace, you are naturally unwilling to frame me! ”

"You-" Wang Lianying was speechless for a while, and all his thoughts were thoroughly understood by Zuo Xiang. At that moment, Wang Lianying decided to continue Wanning's plan. In any case, remove this stumbling block as well. Even if it is unscrupulous!

Liang Yuzhen on the side also knelt on the ground, and kept praying: "The emperor's capacity, the concubine is to care about the emperor." It's not that I ask for any love with Lord Zuo......" Liang Yuzhen, who was in the bureau, finally understood. Why did Wanning insist on getting rid of this left phase at the beginning.

"I have issued a holy decree and led the troops to Danyang with Zuo Weiping," Jun Hao's tone of non-anger and self-authority also made people calm down suddenly. He watched these people coldly, and then went to borrow Die'er's hand. Inform Chu Yunhong, who was far away in Shu, and ask him to prepare for battle.

The grass is green, and the dew is crystal clear. When the gardenia is in full bloom, it is as bright as the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. Thin clouds, stained on the veins of jade leaves, waving with fleeting beauty. The sunlight shines through the clouds, reflecting a beautiful seven-color circle of light.

But just in the air, there is still a slight cool breeze. When it is warm and cold, people can't resist the cold of spring. In the side hall of Zhengyang Palace, there are still cotton curtains. In the corner of the house, a stove spewed wisps of heat, and a slight warmth came from it.

The clock next to the stove rang ten times. Qingluan's knees were numb at this time, and his body was already sore. There was also a little dizziness in front of her eyes, and she really didn't understand. How can Aunt Lian know about her leaving the palace with Chu Yunzhao.

When he left the palace, only Liang Yuzhen knew. But she was definitely not the informant, and the little eunuch stationed at the palace gate was also sent away at that time. Who could that person be, and why denounce them? Don't you know Chu Yunzhao's true identity.

Just as Qingluan was thinking about it, he heard Chu Yunzhao's voice outside: "Auntie, why didn't you let me come to see her?" "She has violated the palace rules now, so she naturally has to be punished," Lianyi's cold voice swept through Qingluan's heart, making her feel extremely sad.

The wind blew slightly through the treetops, and the branches were just sprouting. Let Qingluan unconsciously feel a little worried, worried about these delicate lives. Like herself, living in the deep palace. Although there is no food and clothing, there is no freedom at all. She yearns for the prairie and for life outside the palace walls.

Maybe Qingluan at this time doesn't know what he is in his bones. It was the blood of her father, whom she had never met. Xijon has always admired freedom and is not used to the days of this deep palace. "Sister Luan!" Chu Yunzhao took a stride and ran in front of Qingluan.

Looking at Chu Yunzhao's face full of joy, Qingluan was a little surprised, and also a little surprised: "Aunt Lian isn't it, don't you let the prince come over?" How can the prince ......" As soon as she was halfway through her words, she saw Liang Yuzhen and Liang Guifei who followed.

No wonder, no wonder Aunt Lian died down. In the face of Liang Yuzhen's arrival, he couldn't be high anymore. But seeing Liang Yuzhen looking at Qingluan who was kneeling on the ground, she hurriedly said to Chu Yunzhao: "Why don't you help her up quickly, although it is said that it is the beginning of spring this day, it is still a little cold." ”

When Chu Yunzhao got the order, he helped Qingluan up. Then he served her hot tea, roasted her knees with charcoal fire, and said with pity: "Sister Luan is not afraid, the queen mother will make decisions for you." As he spoke, he rubbed Qingluan's palm with his hand to give her warmth.

Who knew that Qingluan still saw Aunt Lian on the side, and her face was a little embarrassed. She put down the hot tea and walked to Lianyi's side instead: "Aunt Lian, I'm sorry, it's Luan'er's fault." Let my aunt worry, Luan'er will never let my aunt worry about it in the future......"

Listening to her low apology, Lianyi felt uncomfortable. Especially when she inadvertently touched Qingluan's cold little hand. At that moment, it was also cold to Lianyi's bones. Let her teach Qingluan, in fact, she also cherishes Qingluan very much.

In fact, when Lianyi heard the news that Qingluan and Chu Yunzhao were out of the palace. Very angry: "Do you know, if you cause any trouble outside the palace, how can you get it?" "Lianyi's worries still make sense. After all, Chu Yunzhao is the king of Qing, and he can't be hurt in the slightest.

"I know," Qingluan nodded obediently, and turned to kowtow to Liang Yuzhen and Chu Yunzhao: "After the slave maid, I will definitely abide by the palace rules, and I hope that the concubine and the prince will supervise!" Hearing her apologize like this, Liang Yuzhen also felt sorry for a moment and took her in her arms.

A slight peach blossom rain, sprinkled with moss. Under the flower pergola, the pear blossom wood swing. There was a string of joyful laughter, like silver bells. The spring sun is warm, and the rain stops and the wind stops. The joys of the past are no longer looking back, and at the end of the stone path is a poem of the past.

The sunlight is projected down, shining on Qingluan's face, like a bride in the sunset. Chu Yunzhao on the side was quietly, waiting by the rockery. After many years have passed, Chu Yunzhao will never forget this time. Qingluan leans lazily on the swing frame, forming a spring scenery with the peach blossoms that have just sprouted.

"Little prince?" When Qingluan saw Chu Yunzhao, he was pleasantly surprised. But thinking of yesterday's punishment, his face changed unconsciously, "You better go quickly, this is not the place you should be." If it is seen by other palace people, maybe something will have to be said. ”

According to Qingluan's later recollections, when he and Chu Yunzhao left the palace. It must be a little eunuch who keeps vigil, and he can't see who is coming. That's why I reported it to Aunt Lian, and I don't have to blame anyone else. However, this also shows that there is no shortage of people in the palace who are making irresponsible remarks.

Aunt Lian is right, she is just a maid. It shouldn't be too frequent contact with Chu Yunzhao, and when facing him, Qingluan took a step back: "The slave is just a maid, don't worry about the little prince so much." "yes, it's not worth it.

"It's strange that I haven't seen you go to the study to study these days," Chu Yunzhao was a little angry, "Could it be that it's just for yesterday's incident?" I am the prince of Chaoqing, and the queen mother is the concubine. Who would dare to be disrespectful to me? Sister Luan just follow me, don't be afraid! ”

Chu Yunzhao, who is eleven years old, is not as good as a nine-year-old girl. The secluded and deep palace is inherently respectful and inferior. No one has ever violated this palace rule, and Chu Yunzhao wants to challenge it. Isn't it, a struggle against imperial power. A wisp of warm wind, thin.

Just when Chu Yunzhao stretched out his hand, he saw Qingluan kneeling on the ground: "Please let the little prince let go of the slave and maid, and let go of your own heart." Study hard and don't come to me again......" "I will protect you!" Chu Yunzhao said a very ruthless word, interrupting Qingluan's tone.

Drunk in the shade of flowers, under the shade of willows. Seeing Chu Yunzhao pulling his arm, Qingluan's heart seemed to be a warm breeze. She slowly got up and looked at Chu Yunzhao's determined eyes. The restless heart gradually calmed down at this moment.

This sentence of "protection" has since achieved the fate of the two people. But because of this, the entanglement of future love laid the groundwork of tragedy. At that time, who was right and who was wrong at that time, I no longer have to tell who is wrong. Qingluan only remembered that Chu Yunzhao would protect himself.

So in the study, there was an extra accompanying figure. Under the cold light and moon, the past is written on the cocoon paper. Under the swing, there were bursts of laughter. The days are like flowing water, dripping into the bottom of the lake. Even if in the end, a deep corridor is blocked.

"Guess what I found?" Chu Yunzhao said mysteriously, "I just passed by Xihua Gate and picked up this Huadian. "The flower in his hand is as small as a butterfly's wings. Glowing silvery-white, it should be an ornament worn by a court maid between her sideburns.

According to Chu Yunzhao's guess, the person who whistleblower yesterday must be this person who owns Huadian. After getting this information, Qingluan's eyes immediately lit up: "Just go to the Clothing Bureau and ask." "Then you will know that it is the palace maid's Huadian.