The cold palace is located in the northeast corner of the Liancheng Palace, and the Liquan Palace in the southwest corner is extremely far away. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it is not close to Zhongcui Palace, it is always easy to supervise, and after Empress Dowager Xiao made a decree, she listened to her Hai Gonggong and said: "The prince of the world...... was demoted to the common people and sent to the northwest. ”

Empress Dowager Xiao put down the tea bowl "clang", and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "The emperor is taking revenge on the mourning family for imprisoning Concubine Xi in the cold palace, that's it, the mourning family saved Xiao Liu's life, and it can be regarded as worthy of the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion." ...... over there" She glanced at Hai Gong Gong and said, "But what's the movement?" ”

"I heard that delirium is true, the concubine was thrown into the South Five Institute by the emperor, and the queen mother also knows what it is......

Empress Dowager Xiao snorted lightly and said, "No matter how affectionate he is, it's nothing more than that." Thousands of people are willing to put them in the South Five Institutes...... That's from digging up everything. ”

"The Queen Mother is wise. Later, the emperor killed the two old slaves of the South Five Institutes, but Concubine Huan suffered from the problem of talking nonsense when someone approached, and from the perspective of the slave maid, it may not be nonsense......"

"Monkey spirit!" Empress Dowager Xiao scolded with a smile, and then muttered: "It's just ...... The mourning family didn't look like she was sick when she looked at Concubine Hip that day! ”

"Because I was afraid that the nonsense would spread, I didn't invite the imperial doctor to heal the pulse at that time, but I was afraid that it would be good and bad for the day, and the slave and maid didn't dare to figure out the sacred heart in vain, probably for the sake of safety, so they ......."

Didn't Empress Dowager Xiao know that Gonggong Hai was thinking of a way to explain her around the bend: The emperor didn't want to guard against her, the queen mother?

She sighed softly, "That's it." The emperor wants to use his own people, and if the mourning family does not send people close, the concubines in the province have a chance to rely on the head of the mourning family. It's just the only way to the cold palace, you send someone to look good at the mourning family, if the emperor goes over, come back to mourn the family. ”

"Yes."

Lian Zeyu was in the imperial study, and he reluctantly approved a few twists and turns, and he couldn't write anymore.

"Mama Song."

It was Pingzhi who responded, and she said cautiously: "Your Majesty, Mama Song was sent out of the palace by you." ”

He rubbed his temples heavily, and Pingzhi didn't dare to approach, so he only cut the wick lightly, and retreated silently.

It wasn't until there was a sound of footsteps outside the door that Lian Zeyu cheered up a little and looked at the visitor: "How." ”

That person was actually his guard, and at this moment he was dressed as an ordinary person, kowtowed, and said: "Your Majesty, Xiao Qian accepted the order, and he didn't have any look on his side, just knelt down and thanked him." ”

Lian Zeyu said: "Can someone go to the Huaiyuan Marquis Mansion?" ”

But the servant did not see it. Xiao Qian didn't seem to have any intention of going back to the Hou Mansion to have a look, he was alone again, took the holy decree, and simply picked up and went on the road. The eunuch who announced the decree confessed to the two accompanying officials according to what the emperor said, saying that Xiao Qian should not be treated harshly. The ministers were behind them all the way, and the two officials were also considered to have kept their duties, and they arrived at the exit gate......"

He raised his eyes to look at the emperor.

"Speak."

"There's a lady waiting there, who should be in her early thirties, and she doesn't look very good at her legs. The minister couldn't see it from afar, but as soon as Xiao Qian saw the woman, he greeted him and ......"

"What else?"

"Still in my arms." The guard who replied said with some embarrassment: "The woman must have some savings, and handed the silver to the two officials, and after the two nods, she went out of the customs together." ”

Lian Zeyu nodded and said, "Go down." ”

He got up, and remembered a little, the woman's name seemed to be in his ears, and it was also a big trouble back then, and he heard Xiao Qian mention it in Xiao Yuan.

But he felt a splitting headache and didn't want to think about anything.

When he walked to the door, the night breeze blew over, and there was already a courteous public servant next to him: "Your Majesty, the night is cold, where are you going, the servant will add a cloak to you." ”

Lian Zeyu waved his hand and said, "I ...... I'm going to the Zhongcui Palace. ”

The father-in-law instantly understood, and said: "It's so late, it's dark at night, and it's not good to see the road, so the servant quietly called a soft sedan chair, so that it won't take too long for the emperor to come and go......"

"Go ahead."

The cold palace in the northwest corner is said to be a palace, but in fact, it is just an independent courtyard that looks similar to the five southern ones, but the palace wall is much higher.

The size of the cold palace is several times that of the South Fifth Institute, and the facilities and objects inside are even more simple, or they can no longer be said to be simple, but there is nothing, not even a tree or grass.

The two eunuchs guarding the door saw that it was the emperor, and hurriedly knelt down and were about to say hello, when they saw the father-in-law next to the emperor stretching out his finger and "shhh

Lian Zeyu stood there, the tall palace wall cast a large shadow under the moonlight, it was so quiet here, there was not even the rustle of even a few leaves in the other palaces.

There is only Shang Xuesleeve here.

When he approached the palace gate, he saw that on the palace gate, there was a huge latch, and above the latch was a boxy trap door less than half a foot square, and there was a small hook on the trap door, which could only be opened from the outside, which was where the eunuchs delivered their meals on weekdays.

Lian Zeyu's hand trembled slightly, and he gently moved the trapdoor away.

Under the moonlight, the figure is cold.

Concubine Sin can no longer wear silk and satin, so Shang Xuesleeve is wearing an ordinary linen dress, which is already good if she can keep out the cold, and she can't pay attention to the tailoring and body shape.

Even so, the back can still be seen to be thin under the wide shirt.

The courtyard was too clean, there was nothing, and even the place where Shang Xue was sitting was just a bucket that was about to turn over.

He looked at it like this, and he thought to himself, if Shang Xuesleeve turned around, maybe he could see him, at that time, what would happen to her?

Will you say something to him?

But he thought again, she should not look back, because he didn't know how to face her now.

Why did this nightmare for dozens of days go out of his control and bring about such a result - this is not what he wants.

Until the drum beat the third watch, she didn't look back.

And the heavenly river in the sky is bright, like an aqua blue headband inlaid with broken diamonds, and it is even more set off by the dark blue night sky next to it, and the moonlight is sparkling down, and she has never looked up.

Lian Zeyu straightened up and stood in front of the two sealed dead doors for a long time.

On the night of their first acquaintance, Shang Xue stood against the window, because he drank osmanthus brew, his face was peach-colored, and he seemed to be much bolder.

He once asked her if she could sing "Garden", so she brushed her hair, cocked her orchid fingers, and sang: "It turns out that the purple and red bloom all over", but she only sang this sentence.

At that time, the night was like ink, just like tonight, but he clearly saw the deep greenery behind Shang Xue's sleeves, saw the low eaves in the courtyard, and saw the clusters of purples and thousands of reds in the spring.

The timbre is in the painting, and the face is picturesque.

He raised his hand and covered his eyes, tears welling up in his eyes.

This picture, which he had cherished for a long time in his memory and which he had thought of drawing in his spare time, was broken piece by piece, slowly replaced by the silent figure in front of him, and condensed into the last one in his eyes.

He closed the small window, sat on the soft sedan chair, and the moment the sedan curtain was lowered, he saw the layers of palace doors outside the sedan curtain, and a pair of white marble carved lighthouses on both sides of the aisle emitted a cold light.

Lian Zeyu felt that his body was cold.

The night was dark, and the palace was big, but he finally had nowhere to go.

The worm does not grow old

Today's second update. Because it's hard to break, this paragraph is simply sent out together, exceeding the number of words. It was probably in October last year that I was asking for comments on the forum, and today, it was finally my turn. I got some comments, I will repost it, and some of them are quite pertinent~