The familiar face came into view, and she was pleased to find that Rong Ying was sitting in the second seat not far away, although she was not named a princess, but the identity of the royal daughter gave her a pivotal position, but Rong Yixuan was attacked, and she never smiled.

Compared to the emperor's brother, Brother Yixuan is the closest person to her, right?

I don't know if I heard any rumors, Rong Ying didn't look at King Yu in the first seat, only to stare at her in a daze for a while when she came.

Thinking that from now on, she was separated from them by thousands of mountains and rivers, Ruoyun looked at them with a stinging gaze, and her hands in her sleeves were clasped tightly, sweating slightly.

"Don't be restrained, we'll still be sisters in the future." Concubine De suddenly turned her head and smiled softly at her.

"Yes." She replied obediently.

With a high-pitched "The emperor has arrived", Rong Jinhuan walked out of the inner hall in a bright yellow dress, the dragon robe hung down to the ground, the golden show was eye-catching, the high crown and jade face, the momentum was compelling, the corners of the slightly upturned eyes were cold, and the gestures showed the majesty of the Son of Heaven.

The ministers all worshipped, and the second concubine and the princess on the side also got up to worship, and the mountain shouted long live.

Rong Jinhuan slowly raised his hand, and Zhongqing flattened.

After saying some polite words, Fang sat down, and the dancing girl stepped into the hall with a beat, the sound of silk and bamboo, the waving of water sleeves, and the tulle were varied, and the faces and graceful figures of the symbols made the young ministers stare intently.

Compared with the last Winter Festival dinner, this time there are many rules, the emperor unknowingly replaced the officials for various reasons, and the current courtiers are not familiar with each other except for a few old and important ministers and important generals. I just drank wine and ate food, watched singing and dancing, and made some jokes to each other from time to time.

Rong Jinhuan summoned people to come forward from time to time. talked to Concubine De from time to time, and ignored Ruoyun, the newly sealed concubine.

was left to dry for a long time, if Yun Ben had no appetite, he sat in a daze, Xiaohong stood far behind in a regular manner, and did not dare to talk to her rashly, as if she was the only one in the huge palace who was deserted.

She waited quietly. waited for the emperor to show his intention to do everything possible to let her come to the state banquet, and even did not hesitate to seal her a first-class lady.

"My Tianyi Dynasty has a great victory, and the old minister congratulates the emperor." Maybe he was drunk halfway through the wine, and Master Hu stood up coldly. The slightly pale beard trembled and spoke.

Although drowned in the sound of singing and dancing, Rong Jinhuan still put away his happy mood, and lazily hooked the corners of his mouth: "Lord Hu is old and forgetful?" Prince Rong's life and death are uncertain, what are you congratulating me on? After speaking, he sneered.

Master Hu's face was slightly red and said, "Today, all the concubines were enshrined by the grace of the saint. It's the emperor's great joy! ”

"Master Hu. You're drunk and want to go crazy like last time?. Lord Xu pretended to be drunk and hurriedly patted Lord Hu, and the emperor was obviously very unhappy.

But Lord Hu didn't know it, and continued to laugh and say: "Your Majesty, the royal branch is hopeful, and it is a minister to congratulate the emperor!" ”

"Oh?" Rong Jinhuan raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Master Hu was really drunk, so he picked up the wine glass and stood and drank it all in one gulp. said: "The emperor is young and vigorous, and love is love." But the emperor canonized it so casually, I don't know if he can remember the ancestral teachings? ”

"Presumptuous!" Concubine De shouted coldly, which was clearly complaining that the emperor had only sealed Hu Shu'er as a Jieyu.

Rong Jinhuan raised his hand to interrupt Concubine De and asked Master Hu to continue.

Lord Hu was drunk, and he actually hiccuped: "Your Majesty, according to the law, this Su Ruoyun is no longer a princess, how can she be a concubine directly?" I have never heard of it since the founding of the country, this woman has already appeared before returning to the palace to perform a song, how can the emperor crown such a woman as a concubine? ”

Ruoyun was shocked in her heart, there was really no wind and waves, Lord Hu not only held grudges but was also cautious, and it was also his idea to present a song in front of her palace, this time he used this handle to belittle her as a servant.

She let go of her hands abruptly, and before Rong Jinhuan could speak, she said loudly: "Your Majesty, Lord Hu has never forgotten the qin music, which is really moving. As he spoke, he said to Lord Hu, "Lord Hu wants to listen to the music of the piano, why are you afraid that I will be a concubine and not be able to perform music in front of the palace to make fun of me?" ”

"You-" Master Hu blew his beard and glared, and the word dragged on for a long time, but there was no follow-up.

"Hmph." Rong Jinhuan glanced at Hu Bowen, and Lord Xu, who was sitting, was already sweating and didn't know what to do.

"Your Majesty, the important ministers are in the ranks, why don't you let the ministers and concubines play a song, help the people, and satisfy Lord Hu?" Ruoyun smiled lightly, got up and bowed.

Rong Jinhuan saw her deferential but confident look, and bowed slightly: "It's okay." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiaohong ran back to get the piano.

"Your Majesty, she is no longer the daughter of the people that day, what kind of system does it become for the concubines to perform in public?" Concubine De admonished, but Rong Jinhuan turned a deaf ear.

When Xiaohong returned panting and hugged the piano, the dancing girls were scattered, and the palace maids and eunuchs had already set up the piano table and piano bench in the center.

Ruoyun looked at Rong Ying nodding affirmatively at her, and felt a little relieved, since Master Hu belittled her, then she had to go along with her and let him stop talking to her in the future, anyway, sooner or later he would be used as a chess player by Rong Jinhuan, and he didn't care about this play.

With a heart, she slowly walked to the Xuan Pei Mingqin, and there were many whisperers around her.

Bai Ze cast a puzzled look at her, but she never took her eyes off the vermilion lacquer surface.

Finely tuned the strings, she remembered the Kunlun song of the day, and her heart ached, and she stroked the strings with both hands, and paid attention to it at the moment.

The second time he performed in public, the courtiers have changed a batch, and she and him are no longer the same.

The fingertips immediately flicked, and the Ronghua Palace was quiet for a moment, leaving only the high and low music pouring out from under her hands.

After a brief silence, cheers filled the hall, and words of admiration came and went.

She plucked the right hand of Kunlun Song, and pressed the strings with her left hand of Nishang Dance Song, and melted into a song of Fanghua Dance, the sound of silk and bamboo, the music of prosperity, the prosperity of the times, and the tragedy of troubled times.

In the Ronghua Palace, Fanghua danced, who knew that her green years were drowned in a conspiracy, but she could sing and sigh and cry, but she couldn't cry alone, she could only bow her head and smile, laughing at the hot and cold world, laughing at the vast world but there was no place for her.

Whether it is power or hatred of the country or family, she is just caught in the whirlpool of strife, no one really cares about her life and death, and no one clearly tells her what all this is for, why she is alive and why she is dying.

She closed her eyes and poured out, as if she was on the top of the mountain, condensing green, overlooking the bustling lights of the capital, Chang'an Street was full of people, and the Bianjing River passed through the city, reflecting into a glow.

In the end, all these obsessions were shattered by Liuyun's gestures, and fell into an empty snow white, she seemed to see a scene dancing in the snow that day, like a picture scroll, someone was dressed in white with a jade flute, and her eyebrows were smiling.

"Girl!" With an exclamation, Bai Ze stood up straight.

Flowing cloud dreams, Fanghua dance, listening to the tune, who knows the tears of the Yiren, passing by, which is right and which is wrong.

At the end of the song, she opened her eyes, a burning sensation in her heart surged, and she spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as she held her hand, but her fingertips touched the surface of the piano and were slipped by a wooden thorn.

"Miss!" Xiaohong didn't care about etiquette and rushed down, and Rong Jinhuan and Concubine De both sat up straight in amazement.

A eunuch and palace maid rushed up to help her, but she was dizzy with the blood, and she only watched someone approaching, a touch of emerald green seemed to be the only bright color between heaven and earth, and she stretched out her hand to shake it.

Closing her eyes and opening her eyes, she suddenly sobered up, her front placket was bloodstained, and what she held in one hand was the emerald jade flute that Cheng Qingxuan held in her hand.

Bai Ze held her with one hand, and Xiaohong had already rushed over to grab her.

She remembered that she was still poisoned, but she was in a bad mood and had a seizure on the spot.

She held the jade flute in a daze, her whole body was relaxed and defenseless, and she only felt that his arrival had warmed her heart.

Cheng Qingxuan saw her looking at him, and her concerned eyes instantly cooled to indifference.

Before she let go, she only heard a crisp sound, and the jade flute was broken in two, and before she could react, she had already gotten up.

Her heart trembled, and she surged with fishy sweetness, and let the palace maid straighten her, she didn't know why, no matter why, when the world was vast and completely helpless, she only saw him, and if she didn't catch him, he would disappear, and she stretched out her hand to him again.

Why did she hate him so much, but she had a feeling of depression and hesitation? She can't disobey her own intentions, Bai Ze's intentions, she really understands it now.

"Mother." Two words made her heart cold, Cheng Qingxuan saluted indifferently, looked at her with those beautiful eyes, but looked past her to nothingness, "Please respect yourself." With that, he turned around and sat down.

Her face turned pale, and she paused.

He made her self-respecting, it turned out that she was so unbearable in his eyes?

Yes, she is already a mother, and she now knows that the most terrible thing is not hate, but indifference that she doesn't care about at all, so cold, cold to the extreme.

Huai Xuanmo silently handed over the pill, stretched out his other hand and pressed Cheng Qinghe back into the chair, Cheng Qingwen took the pill, and without saying a word, he stepped forward and stuffed it into her mouth.

Her breath suddenly eased, but she listened to Huai Xuanmo say in a tepid voice: "It's just a rush to attack the heart." ”

Only then did she breathe, and the majestic voice of the person on the high seat sounded: "Yu Baize, you care about your sister-in-law." ”

"That's nature." Bai Ze simply and generously helped her sit up straight, smiled brightly at her, and whispered in his ear, "Yesterday, the Ming Sage recognized you as a righteous sister, and I will support you in the future." ”

"Sister-in-law?" She was shocked again, it turned out that she was already the righteous sister of King Yu who everyone feared, so ......

She withdrew her hand that had been cut by the qin, and looked at the broken depression hidden under the shadow on the qin, her body trembled slightly, and she turned her head in horror, but she saw Rong Ying staring at her coldly.

Ruoyun's heart was shocked, and her body stiffened.

Because she is now Bai Ze's sister-in-law, Rong Ying deliberately gave her the piano, and set up a damage under the piano that is easy to touch due to slipping fingers, is it to avenge Rong Yixuan?

She stared straight into Rong Ying's eyes in disbelief, Rong Ying looked at each other for a long time, maybe she finally felt that she couldn't go, and looked away lightly. (To be continued......)