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Qingge woke up from a deep dream, and the emotions of exhaustion and sadness were swept away, and the whole person felt refreshed. Looking at the other side, he was still sleeping peacefully. Her eyes inadvertently swept over the corner of the wall, and a white figure stood quietly in the shadows, making her heart pound in fright.

The man slowly walked into the half-bright morning light, and said in a gentle voice like flowing water, "Did you sleep well?" ”

Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of warmth in her heart, and nodded, "Why are you here?" "It's Mengbai.

"Come and see you." Mengbai looked at her shackled wrist and moved much more freely, "Can your strength be restored?" ”

Qingge continued to nod, thinking of the scene of him using his palm power to swim around his body, his face flushed, and he asked instead, "When will I be able to go out?"

"Can't wait?" Mengbai stood in front of her and patted her head like a puppy, "Don't worry, after five days, the emperor will personally interrogate you, and you can go out after the trial." ”

For five days, Qingge was silent. Can you survive five days?

Looking up at Mengbai and smiling, "Can you ...... Hurry up. She knew it was unreasonable to make such a request, but it was a matter of human life, and she had to give it a try.

Mengbai's soft phoenix eyes looked at her coldly, as if to find out the reason. There was silence for a while, and the atmosphere was a little dry. Qingge couldn't get Mengbai's attitude, it seemed to be a little ...... Angry?

Then he smiled, returned to his gentle and harmless appearance, his eyes wandered, and the corners of his mouth pursed into a smile and said, "I'll do my best."

The first time Mengbai came, Qingge happened to be ill, and both of them were a little at a loss for a while. Today's situation is much calmer, and Mengbai carefully taught Qingge some methods of luck and healing. Wait until the sky is completely bright, and then quietly leave.

Qingge meditated according to the method, controlled the true qi and walked in the body, and after a few weeks, the body was much more comfortable. I remembered that I could see through her special physique at a glance and refused to teach her. Mengbai obviously knew her physical condition better, but he could still teach her the method of pranayama. For a while, I felt that this weak little eunuch was really unfathomable.

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The sunlight is like a light piece of tulle, gently covering the entire palace. The queen led the beads slowly on the palace road, and there was no time to enjoy such a beautiful scenery. Walk through the gates of the palace and walk towards a dilapidated courtyard in the cold palace that has long been abandoned.

Walking to the front of the courtyard, leaving the beads outside the courtyard, the queen pushed open the courtyard door alone. When the two gray-clothed men in the courtyard saw the queen coming, they did not salute, jumped upward, and quickly disappeared on the roof.

Walking into the house, the queen was suddenly surrounded by a light and sweet fragrance, and couldn't help frowning. This smell had remained on the emperor for a long time, making her crazy with jealousy.

Lying on the top of the collapse is the concubine who has been dead for six years and dug out of the grave.

"How is that possible?" How could it be that he had been dead for six years, and he was still alive as if he was asleep. The little eunuch who dug the grave could not understand it, and neither could the queen.

Or, this is not a real corpse, what is the trick in between?

She trembled and stretched out her left hand, which she must verify with her own hands before she could believe it. Touching the cold skin with one hand, it was pliable and smooth, but as if it had just been taken out of the ice cellar, it was so cold that she couldn't help but shiver.

It's really her. Why, even after six years of death, he still maintains a flower-like face. Why can't her ghost disappear over time?

Thinking of the face in the garden that was exactly the same as hers, the queen didn't know for a while whether her years of hard work were victories or failures. sneered: "What about the daughter of the heavenly spirit, what if the body is not rotten, after all, she is just a dead person." Holding you, are you still afraid that the little girl will not accept it? ”

After that, he brushed his sleeves and left. Outside the house, the two gray-clothed men floated down from somewhere and knelt at the queen's feet.

"Show me that I can't put a fly in it."

"No."

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Everyone up and down in Jixue Courtyard knows that the divine bird that Concubine Li loves her the most, Mi Lier. This sacred bird breed is rare, even the eunuch who specializes in serving birds and birds in the palace has not seen it, the scientific name is the purple-breasted Buddha monk, and it is a gift from the world-famous Zen master to his daughter.

The birds are favored, and even the eunuchs with the birds are spoiled. This bird's dream is white and tender, bewitching and moving, how do you look like a male waiter in a big family. Not only the little palace maids in Jixue Courtyard blushed when they saw him. Several fathers-in-law of the capital governor also looked for him in private, but the result was naturally fruitless. Concubine Li gave him the best upper room on the east side of the courtyard. It was also stipulated that no one was allowed to enter except for the concubine herself. This Mengbai also often stayed at the concubine's place, and for a while, rumors about the two spread widely.

The queen mother specially ordered someone to test Mengbai's body several times, and it was determined that he was a rootless person, so it was gone.

At this time, in broad daylight, Concubine Li went into Mengbai's residence again, and the palace people who were waiting for them walked far away, for fear of seeing something they shouldn't see and losing their lives.

In the house, Mengbai sat alone in front of a game of chess. Holding a white jade chess piece in one hand and a war book in the other, his clean fingers rubbed the delicate chess pieces, and he couldn't tell which chess pieces were fingers.

The concubine stood at the table, opened a carved wooden box in her hand, and the contents of the contents were colored with colorful light, and the whole room was dyed with rainbow-like dreamy colors. "Something has arrived. It took me a lot of effort to say that it was my mother's dowry, so I was allowed to bring it in. ”

Meng Bai nodded and smiled at her gently, "Put it down." His eyes returned to the game and continued his research.

"Can you do it all this time?"

"There's still some unfinished." Meng Bai said without raising his head.

"Did you regret it?"

Mengbai didn't answer, thought about it, put a chess piece again, and said lightly: "You asked too much." There was no blame, as gentle as ever, but the concubine didn't dare to ask again. Gently closed the door and stepped out.

One step of blackness, one step of whiteness, Mengbai fiddled for a long time before picking up the box of things and walking out of Jixue Courtyard.

All the way to the south, from the inner courtyard of the harem to the outer courtyard where the rough palace people worked.

Dusk had slowly fallen, and most of the people in the laundry bureau and inner palace in the outer courtyard had already gotten off work and gone back to their residences to rest. Only an old woman with silver hair and a slumped back was still washing clothes with a brush on the stone platform.

"How is Grandma Sun?" Mengbai raised his voice, and his soft voice made people unconsciously look forward to what kind of beautiful words he would say next.

Mama Sun glanced at him and said sullenly, "I don't know you."

"You don't need to know me, you just need to know one person - the orphan of the concubine, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Mama Sun's movements paused, and continued: "The princess has died a long time ago."

"Whether you died or not, no one in this palace knows better than you, the housekeeper of the concubine back then. If the spirit of the concubine in heaven sees her daughter who gave up her life to protect suffer such a sin, she doesn't know how to feel. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Mengbai only asks Mama for one thing." As he spoke, he offered the carved wooden box he had brought.

The lid of the box was slowly opened, and the dazzling multicolored light flashed so that Grandma Sun's old eyes wiped tears, "This is ......"

"A thousand wisps of clothing." Mengbai took over.

"Who are you, how can you have a thousand strands of clothes from your concubine?" Mama Sun was shocked.

"This was secretly entrusted to someone when the concubine Niangniang was beaten into the cold palace, and after several tosses, it was sent to Mengbai. After that accident, it was a blessing that Qianyi could be preserved, but it was a pity that it was already dilapidated. ”

Mama Sun looked at this shabby thousand-strand dress, which was torn into several pieces, and the threads were taken off in many places, and she couldn't help but cry. This is the most cherished object of the concubine Niangniang, and it is also a symbol of the daughter of the heavenly spirit.

"Can Mama fix it as good as new?"

"This repair technique, the old slave thinks it is good, but I am afraid that the materials for this repair are very found. Legend has it that this thousand-strand garment was made with thousands of threads of different materials. Each thread is intricate and precious. For example, the tail of the peacock is divided into three strands with a special silver hairpin, and the hair of the white fox is condensed with a seven-ring gum that grows only in the little ginger. ”

"You don't have to worry about this" Mengbai opened the wooden box and took out the first layer, it turned out that there was a second layer below, and the color lines were neatly arranged according to the color. "Although this thread is not as precious as the original, it is also somewhat similar, and who can tell its authenticity but you. It's just that the time is a little nervous, and the emperor will interrogate the princess in five days. ”

Mama Sun wiped her face with her hand: "Father-in-law, don't worry, the old slave will finish it without sleeping." ”

Mengbai nodded yes.

At the same time, on the other side of the palace, Ping An was ordered to walk quickly from the queen's dormitory to the prison.

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"Wang Fu?" The light song called, and there was a burst of doubt. In the past, when it was time to eat, Wang Fu would carry a food box and offer a few delicate and light side dishes, a pot of good wine, and sharp white rice with a smile...... Qingge swallowed her saliva. Today, I waited until dark, and I didn't see Wang Fu come in. The ominous premonition flooded my mind little by little. Looking at the other side, he was meditating quietly cross-legged, not moving at all. Today, the whole day was unusually quiet, no one delivered food, and no one came to arrest and execute him.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Rong seemed to be lost in thought, but did not answer. After a while, he said, "Try to get the word out." ”

"What?"

"The man who protects you can't protect you anymore. If nothing else, the queen will soon attack you. ”

Qingge's heart sank. Wang Fu is missing, and she has vaguely guessed some unwilling results.

"Listen carefully," and Rong put aside his previous cynicism, and said seriously: "Someone will come and take you away and dispose of it quietly." All you have to do is take the opportunity to run, to run where they dare not go in the prison. Run away first, and then find a way to get out. The queen has already lost a chance to kill you, and she won't lose a second time. If you fall into their hands, you will have no life. ”

"The whole palace is hers, where can I flee to?"

And Rong showed a weird smile: "This is not likely. Mark my words, run hard, and you will live. ”

"We're all going to live." The two looked at each other and smiled at the bright eyes on the blurred face.

"If you come across something...... Don't be afraid, pluck up the courage to face it. ”

"What will I encounter?" Qingge sat on the ground, hugging her knees, docile as a kitten.

"No one knows." Let's talk.