Tonight's Kunning Palace, with thousands of lights, is like the Dragon Palace in the mist.

Nan Baoyi stepped into the dormitory, and Queen Shen had not slept yet.

There are six gold-powdered landscape screens in the corner of the dormitory, and Empress Shen is leaning on the chaise longue by the west window, the silk bedclothes are scattered, and the white fox face mask is placed next to the pillow.

Nan Baoyi retracted her gaze and saluted: "Say hello to the mother." ”

Shen Jiang lowered his curly long eyelashes: "Did you hear that?" ”

"What do you hear?"

"Their cursing."

Nan Baoyi said respectfully: "Weichen only heard the sound of rain. ”

Shen Jiang smiled.

She played with the white fox mask, and her voice was as ethereal as the autumn rain outside the court: "I drank some wine at dusk, and I saw him again in my dream tonight...... But when he woke up, he was still nowhere to be seen. I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't catch ......"

The white fox mask was deeply attached to her heart.

She closed her eyes.

The long eyelashes cast shadows on her fair cheeks, and the candlelight trembled violently.

"When I woke up, the palace couldn't hear the sound of his piano, couldn't hear the sound of the autumn rain outside the palace, and the palace only heard the hoarse and old voice insulting, insulting the palace chicken Si Chen, and the harem was in ......."

Her tail note was dyed with astringency.

It's like a green persimmon that isn't ripe.

Nan Baoyi was silent, not knowing how to respond to her.

Queen Shen in the daytime is high, and even the phoenix crown is cold.

But Queen Shen at night seems to be a little more emotional and vivid than during the day, with love and hate, more like a living person.

Shen Jiang raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead.

"Hearing those scoldings, this palace can't sleep well." She opened Danfeng's eyes slightly, and her gaze fell on Nan Baoyi's calm little face, "Nanqing, go and drive them all away." ”

"Whoa."

Nan Baoyi bowed his knees and slowly withdrew from the dormitory.

Shen Jiang stared at her figure.

The girl was passing through the beaded curtain and whispered to the palace maid: "I can't sleep in the autumn night, make a bowl of soothing tea for the queen's mother, and replace the incense in the dormitory with a soothing one." ”

Shen Jiang looked at it coldly.

Her son wanted to take her life.

The girl she admires swayed around her all day with a hypocritical face, seemingly loyal to the point that she even noticed the details, but only she knew that Nan Baoyi was just a knife sacrificed by Ah Yan......

Behind the gold dust screen, a coughing sound suddenly sounded.

Shen Jiang looked at it coldly.

A handsome man in a white bedrobe walked out holding a screen.

Even if a person is middle-aged, he is born in the royal family of the Xiao family, his bones are graceful, his skin is handsome, although he does not have the majesty of the Son of Heaven, but there is a noble air between his eyebrows, like a Zhilan jade tree, like a mountain and white snow.

Shen Jiang sat up and swept away his excess emotions: "Washed?" ”

Xiao Yu's gaze fell on the fox mask next to the pillow.

Shen Jiang hid the mask under the pillow and said in a deep voice: "Look again, I gouged out your eyes." ”

Xiao Yu smiled faintly, but his pupils were as dark as an abyss.

He sat on the chaise longue, slowly untied his clothes, and said in a dumb voice: "Do you still remember him?" ”

Shen Jiang stared at him.

His eyebrows and nose were high, and his side face was very good-looking, but she was disgusted.

She leaned into his ear as if she were evil: "Every night and every night, I think about it to my bones." ”

Xiao Yu untied his hand and paused slightly.

Shen Jiang's tone was even worse: "I remembered him in the first half of my life, and I will remember him in the second half of my life." However, for you, this palace has only hatred. If it weren't for you, this palace would be with him for the rest of his life, and this palace hates you and hates this palace! ”

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes.

After a while, he chuckled: "It's good." Hate is longer than love, and it is not easy to forget than love. ”

"Smack!"

Shen Jiang gave him a slap in the face. Love me

Tonight is the middle of the month, and it is customary for the Son of Heaven to stay in the queen's palace.

The curtain began to fall.

The autumn rain was dripping, and the bright moon, which should have been full, was obscured by thick clouds.

The affair in the tent is not intense, but more like a vengeful indulgence and humiliation.

Half an hour later.

Shen Jiang lifted the curtain: "Medicine." ”

The confidant female officer lowered her head and respectfully brought a bowl of medicine.

The brown medicinal juice is filled with a shallow fishy smell.

Shen Jiang picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.

When I was young, I occasionally forgot to drink the soup of the child, which led to the pregnancy of those children.

Because he hated their father, he hated them too.

Love is not, hate is not, those feelings have gradually fermented and distorted into more complex emotions over the long years.

In the account.

Xiao Yu sat up.

He quietly watched as he drank medicine for her, and there was indescribable complexity in Feng's eyes.

He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times, and his face turned even paler.

When these things happened in Kunning Palace, outside the palace gate.

The palace maids carried lanterns and umbrellas, and surrounded Nanbaoyi.

Nan Baoyi stood under the umbrella with a big coat.

The warm yellow palace lamps illuminated the rain curtain, and the gray-haired old men knelt in the rain, crying and exhorting one after another.

It's autumn, and the night rain is bone-chilling.

Nan Baoyi said softly: "Why do you have to do this? If you hurt your body, you will lose more than you gain. ”

The old man at the head of the group said hoarse and resolute: "If we don't achieve our goal, we will die in front of the palace gate, and we will advise the Son of Heaven with our will to die!" ”

Nan Baoyi raised her eyebrows: "Niangniang is also thinking about the country, the adults are old, and they can't understand Niangniang's good intentions." ”

The old man was angry: "Si Chen, the devil confuses the public!" Shen Jiang is not a good thing, you Nan Baoyi is her lackey, and you are not a good thing! ”

"It's a stubborn ......"

Nan Baoyi sighed: "Let's tell you the truth, even if you crash to death in front of the palace gate tonight, you can't shake the will of the mother." The old are old, it is better to go back and forth, tease the grandchildren, and also take care of the old age. After a lifetime of hard work, you don't want to ...... You can't end a good life, right? ”

The girl has a charming smile and a gentle voice.

However, the ability to hide needles in the cotton is not weak at all.

A group of old people who have gone through two or three generations of emperors were suddenly angry.

They shouted loudly: "Old decay has lived for such an age, and I have never seen a demon girl like you!" Nan Baoyi, when you were old and ruined, your mother was still in swaddling clothes waiting to be fed, what qualifications do you have to talk to me? Call Shen Jiang out and tell her to talk to us! ”

Nan Baoyi lazily bowed his head and straightened his big sleeves.

She raised the corners of her mouth, and her voice revealed a little impatience: "Niangniang has fallen asleep, and I don't have time to take care of you." Since they are so stubborn, come on, this group of people disturb the palace boudoir and beat them into-"

"Wait."

Qingyue's voice came from afar in the rain.

A palace lamp came from far and near, and a man in a dark red brocade robe was coming with an umbrella.

The eyes are facing each other.

Second brother......

A bright light flashed in Nan Baoyi's eyes, and he was afraid that someone would find out the little joy in his heart, so he hurriedly and quietly lowered the corners of his mouth.

She was serious: "What is King Yong going to do?" ”

Xiao Yi had already walked up to her and confronted her.

He was condescending, and his phoenix eyes were beautiful and clear: "They are all former elders of the DPRK and China, why should Nan Situ care too much?" It's better to have a good fate, and the queen mother will not end up with a reputation for treating the patriarch harshly. ”

He looked serious.

But Nan Baoyi's eyes were sharp, and he saw the Luo sock he was hiding in his arms, and accidentally revealed a small snow-white corner.

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Good night