In front of the palace of the concubine, there are countless Zhaodian reds, which bloom in full swing under the night sky, with moonlight and flowers.

Camellia is beautiful, how can it compete with the peony of the national color and fragrance?

Fan Jiang said this to her.

In that year, there was the invasion of Wu Wang Wu of Eastern Wu, and the old and young of the Fan clan went into battle together, bravely retreated from the enemy, triumphantly received the title, pushed the Fan family, and the honor and favor of the noble concubine Fan Jiang reached the extreme. Emperor Taishang asked people to go to China and North Korea to transport back thousands of peonies transplanted in front of Yuchen Palace to show honor, winter to spring, peony has not experienced the flowering and falling, the Fan family lost power and declined, Emperor Yuanyou angrily moved peony to the suburbs of Yaoguang Temple, the palace people guessed whether Fan Jiang lost the emperor's favor, Yuchen Palace will usher in a new owner one day, but Fan Jiang, who was considered to have fallen out of favor, still sat in Yuchen Palace, and looked at her ancient books of war calmly, until she went to Changshan, no one could shake her half of the honor.

"Who can lock the emperor's heart, if there is such a person, she will die of pity, and she may have to bear the reputation of being a red face and a troubled person. I don't have the emperor's favor, only by guarding the palace where I live, can I keep my status, and what is the difficulty of what I want with status. After me, who can live in, she will definitely not be another Fan Jiang. ”

After that, there really was no character like Fan Jiang, although Yuchen Palace was not vacant, there was a Jieyu who was crazy because of the heir.

Time passes, things are not people.

Yuan Lingjun thought so, and a maid came out of the hall.

Xu Chunyue also saw it, and hurriedly bowed and said, "King, the minister will retire first." With that, she took the lantern and stepped down the steps, turning and disappearing into the night.

"I didn't know that King Changshan was coming, and the concubine was far away." Behind the curtain came a beautiful woman who had removed the hairpin ring.

Huo Guifei came out in a dress, with a lovely smile, although her steps were hurried, she did not lose her dignity, and her hair was tidied up in a neat manner.

"It's Lingjun who came suddenly, disturbing the concubine's rest, but His Majesty has something to say, I want to see that my brother needs to come to you." Yuan Lingjun said with a smile.

Yuan Lingjun hurriedly stepped forward and held the woman who wanted to bow down to her: "The concubine doesn't need to be polite, the concubine has raised her sister for many years, and she is the aunt that her sister respects in her heart, and she is also Lingjun's aunt." ”

Huo Guifei was moved and invited her to take a seat: "That day, the king was crying in the princess's mansion, and the concubine was still sad and worried, and she did not come out to meet the king. ”

Talking about the deceased princess of Yongguo, the two were relatively silent, and Huo Guifei lowered her head to pick up her sleeves and wipe her tears.

"Let the king laugh, the concubine is probably old, and she always thinks of some old people and old things recently, and she wants to cry at every turn." Huo Guifei asked the maid to summon the maid over, and took the tea set to make tea.

The chamberlain brought a charcoal stove and placed it under the seat, and the deserted hall suddenly warmed a lot.

Against the backdrop of the faint candlelight, Huo Guifei was quiet and gentle, she seemed to be immersed in the pain of losing her loved ones, and there was a touch of sadness between her eyebrows.

Yuan Lingjun looked away and looked around. "Auntie, has my brother chosen a name?" She asked.

Huo Guifei's fingers froze, and she said with an unnatural expression: "That child lives to suffer, even if he is famous, he will not have a ...... in the future."

Seeing Yuan Lingjun's blank eyes, Huo Guifei was silent.

Thinking that when she asked about this matter in Kwai County, Jun's father and Mao Sheng dodged their words, and Yuan Lingjun finally understood that the problem was with her younger brother whom she had never met.

"The monarch's father abandoned, Jieyu went crazy, but the younger brother suffered from an incurable disease."

Huo Guifei nodded and said: "I didn't give birth to my right ear here, and I am a eunuch, once the truth is known by the world, how can I save the face of the Jin family." Her Majesty the Empress knew that it was about the face of the royal family, and only said that the child was suffering from chancre, and the middle palace was even more ordered to raise a concubine. How can the concubine not know the stakes, there is little life here, if there is a situation one day, for the sake of the royal face, the concubine can only take responsibility. ”

"Aunt Huo thinks so......" Yuan Lingjun sighed, and didn't know how to comfort him.

"The king doesn't need to be comforted, blessings and misfortunes are unpredictable, and there is no difference between death and sooner or later. The king, please use tea. Huo Guifei forced a happy face and added the tea cup in front of Yuan Lingjun.

The nurse has finally arrived. She hugged her swaddling clothes and saluted the two people on the upper seat.

"This is the son born to Jieyu?" "Yes."

Yuan Lingjun hurriedly stood up from the seat, straightened the waist group, walked to the nurse in two steps, took the baby, and adjusted the gestures under the guidance of the nurse.

It's really beautiful. Yuan Lingjun poked the soft cheeks of the little baby, and the baby opened a pair of dark eyes, turning and staring at the stranger in front of him.

"He is the ninth among the princes, and the concubine calls him Jiu'er." Huo Guifei said with a smile over there.

The baby's little hands danced back and forth, patting on Yuan Lingjun's round chin, tickling her, giggling while hiding.

"Little one, I'm your sixth sister."

Yuan Lingjun felt that the little big child was a little wonderful, and then thought that he was flawed, and sighed. The heir that the monarch has been looking forward to for many years is still an empty dream in the end.

"Grow up quickly, my sister will take you on a big horse."

Somehow, the baby suddenly cried in her arms, and Yuan Lingjun carefully hugged her younger brother, gently shaking in the crook of his arm, soothing the restless baby in a clumsy way.

The baby cried for a while and fell asleep, and the nurse took her to the dormitory.

Yuan Ling refused to send the concubine off, and also resigned.

There was almost no illuminated court torch on the road, Huo Guifei asked her personal maid to lead her out of the palace, and after separation, Yuan Lingjun walked on the road alone with a lantern.

There was the sound of whimpering wind, the shadows of the trees, and the palaces stood beside them like huge beasts, and the darkness was boundless.

At this point, she somehow wanted to shed tears, so she raised the back of her hand to wipe the water from her cheeks, found a step, sat down, and put the lamp at her feet.

In the past, sisters could not be close to each other, because they had the same biological father and different biological mother. Now the change of identity has prompted them to make choices that are beneficial to themselves, and the distance is getting farther and farther away, and only the word monarch and minister are left in the present dynasty, and the courtiers are walking on thin ice.

A kind of hollow helplessness dug deep into her, and her heart became more and more unsettled. She sobbed silently, afraid that the ears in the palace would hear.

The sound of dead wood leaves was squirming, clear and suspicious in the silence of the night.

Yuan Lingjun hurriedly put on the lamp, ready to choose the way to leave, when a red lamp hit in front of him.

The silk lantern in his hand slipped to the bottom of the stone steps, Yuan Lingjun staggered a step, stepped on the air, fell down, and suddenly there was a dull pain in her waist, and the sharp edges and corners of the stone steps were hard against her back, and the pain made her tears soar.

"Who's there? Come out! ”

The lamp moved towards her. "If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being ruthless." Someone threatened.

"Don't come, Lone...... It's lonely here. ”

The man paused suddenly, leaving only a red light fluttering in the wind.

Yuan Lingjun raised his sleeves to dry his face, straightened his head, and shouted: "Come and help me, it seems that I can't stand up." ”

The person standing in the distance was indifferent, probably guessing her identity and thinking about whether he should come over to help her.

She took advantage of the steps, gritted her teeth and propped up her upper body, and saw that he was still standing in the distance, and was furious: "How did you do an errand, Lone fell down, and turned a blind eye, is it not bullying Lone who is not from Gyeonggi, so that you can't be called." ”

As if he understood, he stepped forward with the lamp and lifted her to the ground with only one strong arm.

"Thanks, what's your name?" Yuan Lingjun raised his face, "Wu Anhou ...... How are you! ”

"Why can't it be me?"

The face that he had seen once in the court was fierce and cold in the firelight, and his eyebrows were full of anger. Under Yuan Lingjun's stunned gaze, his eyes became colder and colder.