Everyone in the palace knows that there is a son in the Fuhua Palace, who is handsome and beautiful, has a good voice, and sings a little song like a yellow bird. But few people saw him show up, and the emperor named him a music emcee, but he was just an idle official.

The Fuhua Palace falls on the west side of the harem, and is only one courtyard away from the Imperial Garden.

Qingjiang stood outside the Fuhua Palace, a tree of flowers fell in pieces, hit her head, hit her mopping the floor behind the palace clothes, she listened to a small song outside the palace wall, until the music was gone, she stepped into the palace with a graceful smile.

Fuhua Palace is the old palace of the prince, and Emperor Jiaqing lived here when he was still the second prince. The emperor's grace is vast, I don't know if this person can be blessed.

There was a flower stand in the courtyard, and under the flower stand sat a man in red at the stone table, and the eunuch at the door was going to spread the word, but she raised her hand to stop the eunuch's exclamation.

Qingjiang left everyone at the gate of the garden, and slowly walked under the flower stand, the man turned his back to her, and pinched the jade cup in his hand, and the clear overflowing liquid from the mouth of the cup was the same as his clothes, red and swaggering.

It's really enjoyable.

The man didn't look back, and said angrily: "I said don't bother me anymore, isn't it enough to imprison me in your Jin Kingdom Palace!" ”

Qingjiang shook his reserved and smoothly folded hands in his lower abdomen, how could it be enough. She smiled and stroked the beads on her forehead.

"How good he is, he actually let you live in his old residence, Yanshu, you live a stable life."

The man she called Yanshu was startled, the jade cup in his hand fell from the stone table, and it shattered into several pieces with a "snap", he stared at the broken jade cup, but did not look back.

Qingjiang stared at the ground and sneered, the glow-in-the-dark jade cup of Loulan, the wine of Tubo, was a mortal, it was really a vulgar person. didn't go around, just stood behind him and stared at his back quietly, with a hint of indescribable meaning in his calm eyes.

Yan Shu stood up, his back was wide and full of vicissitudes.

"Liu Qingjiang, do you hate me? What right do you have to hate me, you Liu family, why! ”

The hatred in Qing Jiang's eyes turned into Bingling, looked at the excited Yan Shu, and said coldly: "You can hate us, hate us, destroy us, I, why, I can't even hate you, why, oh, maybe he is protecting you?" He can turn his back on everything, Yan Shu, but I can't, sometimes you dream back and forth will you see my grandmother's eyes, she stares at you, like I am now. ”

"Shut up!"

Yanshu's color turned white, and he almost lost his heart. He looked at Qingjiang and saw that her face was ruddy, and although her figure was thinner than five years ago, she had a smell of perseverance, and he sighed.

"Sit down."

Qingjiang walked around behind him and sat down, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

"You take out a pair of master's pies, Yan Shugongzi, you are squeezing me."

Yan Shu also sat down and sneered: "I haven't seen you for five years, your mouth is getting better and better." ”

Qing Jiang stared at the fragment of the jade cup under his feet and said a word of acceptance.

"You didn't come just to see how depressed my life was?" Yanshu said.

Qingjiang raised his head and looked directly into his eyes, Yan Shu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned his head. He only heard Qingjiang's cold voice, which made him laugh bitterly.

"There are rumors outside the palace that there is a beauty living in the Vanity Palace, who is beautiful and beautiful, and a natural good voice has captured His Majesty's heart, and he has not set up a queen for five years, and they don't know that this beauty is a man. Yan Shu Gongzi is really a good means, seeing that he is obsessed with you and protects you so much. ”

Yan Shu was excited when he saw what Qing Jiang said, but what came out of Yin Hong's little mouth was embarrassing, he didn't have the words to refute it, hanging his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

Qingjiang was angry and said coldly: "You speak, what, your heart is weak, you don't dare to answer me, Yanshu, what about your sharpness, what about your iron teeth, do you dare to answer me, why!" ”

Yan Shu raised his head, his eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he was about to reply, but he saw Qingjiang looking at him behind him and smiling, the meaning of that smile was inexplicable, but it made him feel stunned.

"Qingjiang ......"

"Shhh, don't speak, isn't your spokesman here, Yan Shu, I'll leave the words here, I'll see how long you can jump under his protection." You've lived enough in the past five years. ”

When Yan Shu saw her appearance, he felt very different from her five years ago, in the past, she saw everyone with a warm and flattering smile, soft and glutinous, but now looking at her, he was a little scared in his heart, and saw her get up and smile at him.

"Okay, your lover is here, then I'll go, Yanshu, you must be well in this palace."

This gorgeous golden cage with flowers and jade is your home.

Yan Shu pinched his palm, it was all a thin layer of sweat, and he remembered that she said that someone was coming, and he didn't have to look back to know who could make her so excited and aggressive,

He sat on the stone bench, only to feel a weakness all over his body, as if a force was dragging him to the ground, and his feet fell into a misty swamp, and the more he tried to break free and escape, he fell deeper and deeper.

Qingjiang saluted Emperor Jiaqing and called out respectfully, "Your Majesty." ”

From beginning to end, he didn't even give him a look, as soon as the tail note fell, the skirt waved and walked out of the palace, and Emperor Jiaqing watched her leave, and he didn't make a sound.

Qingjiang expected that he would not stop her silently, and he also knew that between them, it was like driving on ice now, a thin layer of ice, only one wheel had fallen, and he could neither advance nor retreat.

Facing away from Emperor Jiaqing and stepping out of the gate of the Fuhua Palace, Qingjiang lost her strength for a moment, and the palace maid hurriedly came over to hold her, she waved her hand and walked away with a group of palace people, away from this flashy palace.

When Qingjiang's figure could no longer be seen, Emperor Jiaqing turned around and walked towards Yanshu, he stood beside him, looking at him as if he had been devastated. Wen Sheng asked.

"What did she say to you?"

Yan Shu was shocked, raised his hand and grabbed the placket of his dragon robe, and asked excitedly: "Liu Lu, your Liu family is all damned, but now you have come to ask me if I am wrong, where am I wrong, it is you who owe me to return to me, where am I wrong......"

Emperor Jiaqing heard him call his name, pulled back his robe, fortunately there was no one around, and seeing that he looked crazy, he hurriedly called the eunuch to pass the imperial doctor, all of which had nothing to do with Qingjiang walking in the imperial garden.

She ordered the palace maid to follow from afar, she stepped on the garden path alone, the palace is still the palace, the imperial garden is still the imperial garden, she walked to a peony tree, and remembered the difficulties of the concubine in front of her, and the queen mother often accompanied the queen mother to relax here.

She remembered most that the queen mother pulled her and sighed: "Qingjiang, you see, the women of this harem are like flowers in the garden, all kinds of beautiful and elegant blooms there, the roots belong to this land, and the beautiful ones bloom every day for people to watch, and there are naturally peach blossoms when the plum blossoms are gone, which flower is not a good flower?" ”

It seems that they were all still here one moment ago, and the next second they were all gone, leaving her alone, facing the Imperial Garden of Nuoda, not knowing which bright avenue to take.

This night, Qingjiang had a dream, there was a tall magnolia tree in the dream, which was full of white flowers, and occasionally a few petals fell when the wind blew, and there were many side rooms, she seemed to be looking for something, she opened the door one after another, disappointed again and again.

Then the scene turned, it was the vigorous and beautiful magnolia again, there was a figure standing far away under the tree, she walked over, the person was gone, the misty mist surrounded her, she reached out and grabbed it, grabbed a space, stepped into a room, there were many people, the red room was so lively, and the stringed instruments were endless.

There were two people sitting on the high seat, they couldn't see their faces clearly, they only felt a group of joy, and the two young people in wedding clothes were worshipping in the chapel, the man's back was tall and straight, and the woman was graceful and handsome, which was really a pair of wall people.

Somehow, her eyes seemed to be blocked by a red light, a jade ruyi appeared in front of her eyes, and then the candlelight red futon, candy peanuts and red dates came into view, waiting for her to look along the big hand with clear bones.

Suddenly a terrifying rakshasa face struck her, and as soon as she was frightened, she sat up from the bed, the moonlight shining on her face, pale and weak, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

She put on her shoes and went to the table to pour a cup of cold tea, and poured it down in one go, as if this would drive away the lingering voice in her ears, "Little princess." ”

It was like a magic sound, and the more she didn't think about it, the slightly hoarse voice with a smile was in her ears.

She stared at the empty palace, the beams on the roof and the moon shadow, and felt only terrifying, so she couldn't help but rush into the futon and hugged Coke tightly.