Tonight's Shangyuan Festival, the imperial city is snowing.

Gu Chongshan carried a lantern and went to school

The palace alley is long, and a thin layer of snow accumulates on the bluestone bricks.

The lantern light and shadow are dim, the vermilion wall of the palace lane is yellow tile, and the plum blossom branches of several trees probe diagonally across the palace wall, revealing the mottled flower shadow on the palace skirt of the girl's peony red.

The wind is blowing.

Fine snow fell on the tips of her brows and in a bun.

Huan Pei Lingding is a very light and gentle tone, just like her person.

Gradually walk to the end of the palace alley.

The two pitch-black doors are tightly covered, the door is lined with neat brass door nails, the door knocker of the beast's head is very hideous, and there is a plaque hanging under the eaves, and the word "West Factory" is written in strong handwriting.

Nan Baoyi stopped and turned to Gu Chongshan seriously, "Can you extinguish the healing cup at the age of nine thousand?" ”

"Why?"

"I want to touch the doornails."

"Touching the door nail" is a custom of the Shangyuan Festival in South Vietnam.

Go through all kinds of diseases and touch the door nails, so that you can seek good luck and eliminate evil in the new year.

There is also a way to ask for a child, "nail" homonym "ding", according to extinguishing the lamp, groping in the dark, touching the door nail in one fell swoop, regarded as a good omen for giving birth to a child, but also represents the prosperity of the family, many sons and many blessings.

Gu Chongshan's face was expressionless, "I took you back to the West Factory to make your life worse than death, not to let you touch the door nails." ”

Nan Baoyi Danfeng's eyes were shining, and she put her palms together and made a pleading gesture, "Nine thousand years old, it will take a while to touch the door nails, and I will not delay you to make my life worse than death." I thought that I would marry my second brother next year, and I wanted to have a son in one fell swoop, so that my status in Jingwangfu could be higher, right? ”

Gu Chongshan was speechless.

This girl thinks that she can escape alive after entering the West Factory?

The woman who entered the West Factory, in addition to death, was left with life as well as death.

"Nine thousand years old, tonight's Shangyuan Festival, I wish you blessings every year, everything is auspicious!"

The girl was still pleading.

For a long time, although Gu Chongshan still had an indifferent face, he still blew out the lamp in his hand.

Palace Alley fell into darkness.

The wind blows through the ears, and the fine snow and plum petals fly in the dark, like thousands of butterflies blowing from the ground, sweeping the girl's delicate and complicated skirt, and swaying towards the cold green glazed tiles of Xichang.

Nan Baoyi walked towards the two ebony gates of the West Factory.

The handkerchief embroidered with the word "Jiaojiao" fell to the ground, light and silent.

She stood in front of the gate.

Fingertips stretched out tentatively.

The door nail was not touched, but it was only a cold and hard door panel.

Nan Baoyi chuckled: "It seems that the son can't be born, and he can only give birth to a daughter." ”

She pushed the door open.

As far as the eye can see, there are white labyrinth lamps under the eaves.

In the black pavilions in the distance, there was a faint mournful scream, it was the eunuch of the West Factory who was torturing the prisoner.

The eunuchs passing by, holding all kinds of grim and dirty torture instruments, respectfully greeted Gu Chongshan, and when he looked at Nan Baoyi, his face was strange and distorted, and even his smile was terrifying.

One by one, the corpses were dragged by carts and headed deeper into the palace.

The cold wind occasionally lifted the white cloth, and the corpses were bruised and miserable.

Some carts are walking, and they will also drop inexplicable stumps and broken arms, and even a ball of bloody organs!

The air smelled of blood.

If it were a girl who came here for the first time, she would definitely vomit the sharp sword

But Nan Baoyi's face was always the same.

Xichang is a haven in her previous life, but it is also the place where her other nightmare was born.

Now that she has revisited the old place, she thought that she would have a thousand emotions, but she did not have the slightest fear in her heart, only endless calmness.

She's about finally as perverted as Lord Quanchen and Nine Thousand Years Old.

Gu Chongshan whispered: "Are you afraid?" ”

Nan Baoyi replied softly: "It's like going home." ”

A trace of surprise flashed through Gu Chongshan's eyes, followed by a strong interest.

Nan Baoyi followed Gu Chongshan to a dark pavilion, and said tentatively: "Nine thousand years old, have you ever heard of the name of the pomegranate man?" ”

Gu Chongshan stopped.

He turned to look at Nan Baoyi, and at this moment, a figure staggered after him.

"Lao Tzu has been staring at her in Chengle Hall for a long time, if it weren't for my aunt's reminder, I wouldn't have known that she was in the West Factory!" The gentleman was drunk, his face was full of excitement, "Dead eunuch, my aunt let me go, it's up to me to decide what to do with this hoove!" You get a room for Lao Tzu to come out, Lao Tzu wants to sleep with her! ”

Nan Baoyi recognized him.

The cousin of King Cheng's brother and sister, the grandson of Jiang Taifu, named Jiang Huan, often goes in and out of the palace, and is an out-and-out apprentice.

In her previous life, she often bullied her with her brothers and sisters.

Gu Chongshan said lightly: "There is a place more exciting than the room, does Jiang Gongzi want to go?" ”

"More exciting? Okay, I love excitement, hahaha! ”

The cage located in the compound is extraordinarily wide and gloomy.

The iron fence was covered with various torture instruments, with the remnants of rust and blood.

Gu Chongshan put Jiang Huan and Nan Baoyi in a cage together.

The surrounding area was crowded with onlookers, pointing at the cage excitedly, and some even bet on the moon silver to win or lose.

Gu Chongshan sat on the circle chair, holding the huqin in his arms, and was carelessly adjusting the strings.

Jiang Huan was excited, "Hahaha, this place is really exciting!" Dead eunuch, do you want to use the huqin to cheer up your son? Play it beautifully, this son loves this kind of tone that is exposed to being watched! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to start untying his belt.

Nan Baoyi always stood in the corner of the cage.

She folded her hands in front of her chest, and stood as straight as a pine nan.

The red lips couldn't help but rise, with a little coolness.

Nine thousand years old, or the nine thousand years old in the previous life.

This cage was never a place for men to have fun.

This cage is one of the bad tastes of the West Factory.

Those perverted eunuchs put two sinners in a cage for a life-and-death battle, and the one who was alive had a chance to leave the West Factory.

Jiang Huan is the grandson of the Jiang family and the nephew of Jiang Guifei.

Gu Chongshan put him in a cage, it seems that he is not so loyal to the Jiang family.

Nan Baoyi took down a bow and arrow.

The blood boiled, and the karmic fire of revenge was almost extinguished.

She smiled: "Jiang Gongzi, please." ”

Snow hail and plum petals, quietly over the palace wall.

The cage fire is dim, and the mottled flower shadows are faint on the bluestone bricks.

The girl wearing a thin cloud smoke pink gauze skirt quietly appeared outside the West Factory.

Her hands were red and swollen from the cold, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were haggard, and the powder and eyebrows on her face showed fine lines in the corners of her skin because of their inferior quality.

Obviously, life in the court was not as good as she imagined.

She leaned over and picked up the handkerchief from the corner.

The word "Jiaojiao" is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Nan Rou licked her slightly chapped lips.

"Good sister, you have finally entered the palace...... I've been waiting for you for a long time, a long time......"

She squeezed the embroidered handkerchief tightly, looked up at the gate of the West Factory, and smiled with madness.

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