Night.

In this rainy night without any special kind, the light rain has been falling for more than a month, as if the heavens are not satisfied with such a serenity, the sky brightens up for a moment, and there is a thunderstorm.

There has been a curfew in Shengjing City, but this thunder caused hundreds of babies to cry in their homes.

In the center of Shengjing, the ancient imperial city stands quietly in the wind and rain, and the Praetorian Guards patrol in shifts, guarding the center of this symbol of supreme power.

The wind gently lifts the curtains, and the fresh air mixed with earth and rain is brought into the palace. The wind constantly seduced the candle flame, causing the flame in the lampshade to sway.

A woman in a scarlet silk brocade robe was crouching by the lamp. The woman's long black hair was draped over her shoulders, obscuring her face. She held a pen in one hand and dipped in ink, and with the other hand on her forehead, her wide sleeves slipped and fell on the crook of her arm, revealing half of her jade-like arm, and her slender hands were as fat as jade.

The bell rang three times, but the room was still silent, except for the flickering lights in one room.

A silent air flow floated from the beam, and the curtain at the door was closed suddenly, and there was no more sound.

"Princess, it's time." Steady and deep, obviously a man's voice.

The woman stopped her pen and sighed lightly: "Ah Zhao, I haven't finished reading today's recital, so I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep peacefully." ”

The woman leaned back in a golden chair studded with a double dragon, her long inky hair sliding down to her back with her movements, revealing a stunning face. Without powder, the red lips were not applied, and the slightly raised Danfeng eyes showed fatigue, but when they raised their eyes, they were radiant, making people dare not look directly. Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, raising his hands to add to the feminine posture.

Outside the window, the rain was murmuring, and the woman closed her eyes. "What is the situation in Xuzhou?"

A Zhao: "The prime minister will be able to return to Beijing in a few days." ”

But the woman's eyes were closed, as if she were asleep.

At this time, a sound of footsteps sounded, which was particularly clear in the rainy night, and the jade ring clanged with the hurried footsteps. Then the curtain was lifted. But it was a servant girl dressed in green.

She walked to the table of the woman in red with her eyes closed, and bowed to bless. "Your Majesty, do you sleep peacefully?"

For a long time, no one answered.

The maid in green couldn't help but raise her head to look at the woman leaning on the dragon chair, and was about to speak. But he was frightened by the thing that fell off his head and took a step back.

Ah Zhao held his sword and leaned against the stone pillar of the Qinzheng Palace. "The princess said that she hadn't finished reading the recital, so she wouldn't go to bed."

The green-clothed maid glared at him. "How many times have you said that now you want to call the princess Your Majesty, why haven't you changed it?"

"I don't want to change it." Ah Zhao said softly.

The maid in green snorted coldly and was about to move forward. "Get out of the way, I'm going to serve Your Majesty to bed."

"Don't."

"You..."

"The princess will approve the fold."

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A white expanse, only a white expanse in the magnificent palace.

Bai Lian flew in the air, and his suppressed cries were endless.

A man in a dragon robe sat in the center of the palace with a withered face. There was silence in the hall, and he was alone.

He held a book in his hand blankly, but his eyes were fixed on one place. His eyes were glazed and deeply sunken in their sockets.

A little girl dressed in fine clothes stepped straight into the palace without hindrance.

"Father, when will the queen mother wake up?"

Hearing the immature child's voice, the man's eyes finally moved and moved to the girl. He tried to put on a warm smile as he had done before, and beckoned to his daughter.

Girl Nunu mouth. Father's smile is so ugly today. But she quickly ran up to him.

There were a few black marks on her face, the beads on her head were crooked, and her clothes were rotten. Only that bright smile makes people feel very cute.

The man looked at her for a moment, but his eyes were a little misty. I don't know how long later, he raised his hand and gently straightened the bead hairpin for her, and touched her head again.

"Ning'er, don't be so naughty anymore..."

The girl looked up at his father, a little angry. "Father, Ning'er is five years old!"

The man listened to his daughter's wayward words but suddenly froze, and a wry smile appeared on his handsome face.

muttered in his mouth: "No wonder, no wonder..."

The girl looked at the man worriedly, pulled him by the sleeve and shouted, "Father, father, what's wrong with you?" ”

The man stared out of the palace in a daze, and never spoke to her again.

She stayed for a moment, then walked out silently.

Outside the palace gate, the palace maid was silent and bowed her head. For some reason, she couldn't help but glance back at her father, the most noble man in the world.

He sat in the palace, surrounded by a bright yellow. And he didn't have the slightest breath, like a shadow that had lost his soul.

She was suddenly frightened, grabbed Peiyu's skirt, and ran out in a hurry.

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Wei Ning opened his eyes.

Peiyu was still chattering, and Ah Zhao simply hid on the beam.

"Peiyu."

"What? Don't you see I'm busy? Peiyu didn't react, she didn't have a good airway.

Wei Ning rubbed his head: "Peiyu, don't want the monthly money this month?" ”

"Huh?" Peiyu turned around, her face crying. "Your Majesty, of course the slave wants!"

However, the person on the dragon chair ignored her, and Wei Ning opened a book of folds by himself. "Why are you today, Aunt Qionghua?"

Peiyu bowed. said in a proper manner: "My aunt went out and ordered the slave maid to take care of His Majesty's bed." ”

"Got it, you go down!"

"But..."Peiyu opened her mouth but was interrupted by Youning.

Wei Ning's tone was a little cold. "Go down."

Peiyu had no choice but to retreat.

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The night is already deep.