Chapter 302: Repeating the Mistakes of the Past
"The king wants Youlan to draw the design drawings of the ice car, Youlan is flourishing at the moment, and she needs to grind it by the dusty Qingling Gongzi!" Pang Ruolan deliberately smiled arrogantly, putting her disrespect for the right phase on the surface, in order to distract the attention of the right relative light.
"Don't threaten me with the empress! You're just a left-hand minister! Do you really think you're an official and a product? "The black cloud is really angry, and he has lost his previous posture.
"Not bad! Youlan is no different from you, official and a product. You and I are prime ministers! Are you only allowed to come to this Bao'er Pavilion for fun and not for me to play? What's more, I'm just looking for someone to grind for the empress's preference, in order to draw drawings! Pang Ruolan looked directly into the eyes of the black cloud and did not back down.
"Hehe, you're right-sounding! What kind of place is this Bao'er Pavilion? Are you able to draw a design drawing here? Heiyun smiled disdainfully and walked towards the snake garden by himself.
Pang Ruolan didn't answer, just followed the footsteps of Heiyun, suppressed the anxiety in her heart, and went to the snake garden together.
There was a faint sound of a man's painful muring in the snake garden, and the debauchery of a woman laughing, and Pang Ruolan felt more angry every time she stayed, although she tried to restrain her inner anxiety.
"Ben Xiang suddenly thought of a new way to play, I wonder if Zuo Xiang is interested?" Heiyun chuckled, and although his voice was soft, the words hit Pang Ruolan's heart.
"......" Faced with such a provocation by the right minister, Pang Ruolan suddenly thought that maybe this was a trap, just because all this happened too fast and caught her off guard.
"If the left minister doesn't answer, is it a tacit acquiescence?" The black cloud suddenly pulled up Pang Ruolan's sleeves. While laughing, he stepped into the snake garden.
The snake garden in the Bao'er Pavilion is remote and cold, and the garden is full of fire at the moment, similar to the monkey mountain structure in the 21st century, except that the monkeys are replaced by several times the snake, and the mountain rock is surrounded by several huge stone chairs, about ten meters high and two meters wide.
The stone chairs are covered with thick silk, layered on top of each other in a variety of colors. More than 10 little brothers in Bao'er Pavilion. Kneeling next to the reclining woman in each stone chair. Waiting for the guests to enjoy fruits and dishes.
And one of the women turned out to be the cold smoke of the secluded mansion that I hadn't seen for a long time. At this moment, Han Yan obviously saw Pang Ruolan's slightly surprised face, and couldn't help but darken his eyes.
Around the trees and rocks in the middle of the monkey mountain are several men bound in iron chains, their faces pale. The expression is painful. suppressed the cry of pain in his mouth. Endure the cold teeth of snakes spitting red letters around them. And Qing Ling was looking tired, and he was in the middle of it.
In the snake garden, the snakes surrounded several men, their cold fangs shining with cold light. If you look closely, it is not sharp, but it is pointed and rounded, and it seems to have been polished by hand. The men's wrists and arms were artificially scratched by the knives, which attracted the snakes to suck the food, but the women laughed fiercely, as if the game was fun.
Seeing the men wearing different colors of silk tied around their waists, or red, blue or green, it seems that the women have chosen the colors, and they compete to see which man can hold on to the end to win. Pang Ruolan's heart couldn't help but thunder, her body was cold, and the gameplay this time was the same as what she saw last time.
"I suddenly think it's boring to play like this, why don't you double the length of the scratch? Add salt, I wonder what will happen to the snakes when they suck salt? Are you also curious? Heiyun's words were cold, but he smiled brightly, and Pang Ruolan was slightly stunned. In her previous life, she also met such a woman, smiling on the surface, but extremely ruthless in her heart, unscrupulous and scheming to achieve her goals.
She has always stayed away from such villains, but this time, she will not retreat.
"The Prime Minister's proposal naturally aroused our curiosity! What a great idea! It was Wu Lian, who had just been promoted to general, who was proudly waiting for several little brothers in Bao'er Pavilion at this moment.
"......" Hanyan looked at Pang Ruolan and didn't speak, but nodded to the right minister in agreement.
"Zhuo Sheng can't help but think now, personally cut deep wounds for all the little brothers, and then sprinkle salt, hehe." Zhuo Sheng smiled flatteringly, eager to do Heiyun's proposal himself.
"Haha! Excellent, wonderful! We're all like-minded! Heiyun motioned for the guys in Bao'er Pavilion to do as they were told, and she reenacted the scene that made Pang Ruolan so distressed last time, with a smile on her face.
"Haha, interesting! Change your position again! ”
"Come on, let's guess boxing, shall we? It's not the first time I've watched this entertainment, so how can it be so interesting? ”
"Hmm......"
"By the way, wait for the young lady! With your benefits, the inexhaustible treasures are still few! ”
Wu Lian and Zhuo Shang's laughter and scolding were endless, but mixed with the men's muffled snorts of pain and forbearance, and the faintly audible "whooshing" sound.
The blood kept flowing down the deep wound cut by the knife, and it was Pang Ruolan's heart that was also scratched.
Seeing Pang Ruolan's pale face, there was a hint of expression on Qingling's numb face, and he struggled to change the shape of his mouth, but instead of asking for help, he motioned for her to leave with his eyes and spoken words.
The scene of the last snake garden seemed to be repeated, deeply stabbing Pang Ruolan's already scarred heart.
"Someone! Take the zither! This prime minister looks similar to the left, is he interested in playing a song? The attendant brought the zither in response to Heiyun's words, and presented it to Pang Ruolan with both hands.
Qianqianyu's fingers stroked the cold strings of the guzheng, Pang Ruolan's eyes darkened, and the next moment, she held the guzheng in her arms, flew down to Qingling's side, and flicked her sleeves away the salt that was about to be sprinkled on Qingling's wound in the hands of the attendant.
The grains of salt form ice slag in winter, and the sound of falling to the ground is mixed with flying snow, explaining the indescribable cold.
Her eyes swept over the mottled blood stains on Qingling's shoulders and arms, and Pang Ruolan's eyes flashed with forbearance and heartache.
Sitting on the ground, placing the guzheng in front of him, the red Luo skirt is inlaid with silver silk hooks, the water red yarn is shallow around the waist, and Pang Ruolan, who is wearing a dark red painted hibiscus trailing the ground and pulling the placket to the waist and wide sleeves, has moist cherry lips, a pair of spiritual beads, a pearl-like halo, and her eyes are as clear as a stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of dirt in the world.
The eyelashes are long and thick, slightly upturned like a fan, the cuffs are embroidered with delicate plum blossoms, and she is wearing a crimson color painted hibiscus tail and waist wide-sleeved long skirt with a deep red color painted hibiscus, swaying lightly in the wind, enchanting and blooming.
In the snow under the starry sky in winter, she perfectly blended the delicate and enchanting beauty and charm of innocence and charm, and everyone couldn't help but breathe for a while, and their eyes were deeply attracted by her.
"When thoughts fly across the night sky, entangle your fingertips, and stay
Beauty is like a dream
When your back turns around
Devour the loneliness that can't be wiped dry in the sea of people
Nevertryneverseeneverneverknow
Neverfindneverseekneverletyougooh
So hurt, so resentful, so painful
So much love, so hate, so strong
Oh
Whose love is too crazy and willful to squander
After each dispute is settled
We hugged and kissed and fell
Whose love is not crazy is not worthy of love
I don't seek tomorrow and eternity
Eyes burning, it's enough to have me at the moment
It is a wisp of melancholy when the cherry blossoms are colorful
I remember that feeling
So hurt, so resentful, so painful
So much love, so hate, so strong
Oh
Whose love is too crazy and willful to squander
After each dispute is settled
We hugged and kissed and fell
Whose love is not crazy is not worthy of love
I don't seek tomorrow and eternity
Eyes burning, it's enough to have me at the moment
Too persistent, fake and free, this kind of love is too heavy
Heresthefire
Heresthefire
Heresthefireinside
Whose love is too crazy and willful to squander
After each dispute is settled
We hugged and kissed and fell
Whose love is not crazy is not worthy of love
I don't seek tomorrow and eternity
Eyes burning, there is me at the moment
Heresthefire
Heresthefire
Heresthefireinside
It's enough."
Pang Ruolan played the strings lightly with her hand, and softly sang "Heart Fire" sung by Peng Jiahui, a singer she liked very much in her previous life, and composed by Fei'er Orchestra (A Qin).
"......" was originally a light Ling with a numb expression and a cold expression, but at this moment, his lowered eyes were overflowing with tears, and he gritted his teeth, and his heart was mixed. (To be continued.) )