Drizzle, red bars and green water.

Wen Guqi sat on the porch, watching Song Juan holding a purse and coming over from the other side of the corridor with joy.

Wen Guqi looked at the song scroll and walked over.

Songjuan didn't expect to meet Wen Guqi here, and subconsciously hid that purse behind his back,

"Lord Shizi, aren't you taking a nap? How is it here? ”

Wen Guqi said lightly,

"Can't sleep."

"What's behind your back?"

Song scroll busy,

"Nothing..."

Wen Guqi put down the scroll and looked at him quietly, his eyes calmly indifferent.

Songjuan swallowed nervously and took out the purse in his palm.

Wen Guqi said calmly,

"This is the purse of the main courtyard, how can you have it?"

Song Juan only said in his heart that something was wrong.

But he thought that the prince was still wearing the clothes given by the princess in the morning.

The son should... I don't mind that, do I?

The scroll probed,

"It's true that the main courtyard is used to reward people, but the whole house has rewards, and the princess is not just a slave."

Wen Guqi frowned, as if he wanted to say something.

But he didn't ask any more.

Song Juan didn't know what Wen Guqi wanted to say and stopped, so he could only assume that the prince didn't want to pursue it anymore.

Wen Guqi picked up the scroll and threw it into the arms of the scroll,

"Let's go."

Song scroll hurriedly hugged the book,

"Yes, sir."

Wen Guqi returned to the Huaixu Courtyard and saw the two particularly conspicuous and bright clothes in the closet, his eyes sank,

These two clothes are too fancy.

Sure enough, even if it is a woman, even if she becomes a man, she will like this kind of bells and whistles.

Wen Guqi took it out.

"Don't let these two clothes appear in my field of vision in the future."

The ode is incomprehensible,

"Didn't you wear this green bamboo coat out this morning?"

"Don't you like it?"

Wen Guqi pushed the cabinet door up, his expression dark,

"Not only now, but in the future, if there are such bells and whistles in my clothes, you have to remind me that I don't like this."

"You just put it away one by one."

Song scroll busy said yes.

But I was suspicious in my heart, my own son has been too moody recently.

And when Li Shi knew the news, his heart, which was still excited just now, suddenly fell back to the bottom.

Didn't the prince go out wearing that clothes, why did he have to seal them again?

Li guessed and guessed, and the more he guessed, the more apprehensive he became.

She summoned her personal maid and asked her to send the newly made clothes of the embroidery workshop to Huaixu Courtyard.

I waited for the news in my heart.

I hope to hear the news that the prince still accepts his clothes.

It's just that before Li's clothes were sent to Huaixu Courtyard, news came from the palace that the Queen Mother passed on the prince of Chen to enter the palace.

Wen Guqi didn't wait, and immediately entered the palace in a carriage.

It had just rained, and the ground was still wet, and the bluestone slabs were soaked in a much darker color, and the red walls were getting heavier and heavier.

The carriage slowly drove into the palace gate, Wen Guqi sat in the carriage, Song Juan opened the curtain to see if the rain had stopped outside, and Wen Guqi's eyes fell on the curtain.

The sinking palace, the continuous palace, the bucket arch cornice, the glazed beast ridge, the fine rain fell again, like a light veil shrouded the entire Nine Heavens Palace.

The flying rain drifted into the carriage, and the cold light was on Wen Guqi's handsome face, and his peach blossom eyes were always silent and indifferent.

Reject people thousands of miles away.

Maoyuan City is picturesque, and the gate tiles are about to flow.

The palace maids who came and went wore dark purple palace clothes, hurriedly walked in a hurry, or carried trays, or shielded themselves from the rain, and hugged the things in their arms.

A few palace maids returned with umbrellas, obviously with umbrellas, but they were soaked, because the umbrella was not for them, but for the masters to protect them from the rain.

Seeing that there was a carriage passing, the palace people also avoided it from a distance.

The rain slid down the glazed tiles, intermittently, knocking on the bluestone ground, and the rain curtain falling vertically isolated the palaces, and became an independent existence inside.

When he arrived at the North Palace, Song Juan opened the umbrella and blocked Wen Guqi, and the palace people who came and went saw it and hurriedly stopped to salute.

Even if they don't know him, they respectfully get out of the way.

The umbrella in the hand of the songjuan, the inner umbrella surface is paved with short velvet deerskin, uniform and rich in color, the umbrella surface is painted with flowing clouds of oil paper, the umbrella handle is jade bone, inlaid with a layer of silver hollow carved cover, a cyan knot tassel is tied under the umbrella, and the long tassel sways slightly.

Just one glance, you will know that the price is a thousand dollars.

Sometimes, the human surface is not as useful as the umbrella surface.

The palace people hurriedly entered the palace to inform the Empress Dowager Chen.

Wen Guqi entered the hall, and a palace person handed over a clean cotton cloth.

He wiped the rain from his face and threw the handkerchief back into the tray.

The palace people respectfully retreated.

Wen Guqi stepped over the threshold of the hall.

The sandalwood in the hall is made of cloud top, hooked gold barrier, jade wall is made of lamp, and pearl is curtain.

The ground is paved with white marble, inlaid with huge night pearls, in the center of the main hall, a large piece of red ink jade is paved, which is carved into a very large peony, luxurious and delicate, dazzling.

The petals are layered, the patterns are delicate and visible, and those huge night pearls are dotted on the stamens, and then the wax sealed glaze is unbelievably gorgeous.

Step by step, like a flower under the foot, there is constantly warmth coming from the ground. Just because the crimson place in the heart of the flower is warm jade, and it is warm to the touch.

Stepping on the warm jade, a familiar feeling hit, and Wen Guqi seemed to be able to see the picture of his childhood.

His mother and the palace people played hide and seek with him, and when he got tired of running, he threw off his shoes and ran on the red jade.

At that time, the queen mother was only the queen, and the uncle of the abolished prince was still alive, so they sat on the sidelines and looked at their young selves.

The hall was full of laughter, and even my grandmother, who had always had a serious face, couldn't help but show a smile.

And the palace people teased him, laughing again and again,

"Shizi, the slave is here!"

"Oops! Mama Du is right behind you! ”

"Jin'er is ahead of you."

"Yo, the son of the world is in the air again!"

The crowd laughed and laughed.

And in the midst of all this noisy laughter, there was a voice with the fullest laughter, guiding him in his direction,

"Qi'er, mother is here!"

…

Qi'er, mother is here.

…

Mother is here.

…

Over here!

…

The voice, with a slight smile, seemed to be expecting him to run in her direction.

There is only a voice in his mind, as if he can see the owner of the voice, his eyes are warm, his smile is friendly, and his eyes contain the little him.

was stumbling towards her.

Wen Guqi's eyes slowly closed.

The voice of the eldest princess of Yuehua still echoed in her mind,

Qi'er, mother is here.

Wen Guqi slowly lowered his eyes, and the gorgeous red jade that could be reached was embedded in a bright red dazzling ground.

It was still this place, and he ran to her.

But she's not here.

Never again.

Wen Guqi stood in the red jade peony again.

Let the scene in his memory slowly fade, but the woman in front of him, who was gorgeously dressed and looked very similar to Yuehua but had a haggard face, was clearly visible.

The rain outside continued, and the rain fell on the glazed eaves, like a crystal curtain, separating the scene inside and outside the hall from the real one.

The coolness of the bones penetrated into people's hearts with the rain, like the fragrance of the faint bloom in the mountain stream, silently growing a dead silence and melancholy.

Empress Chen watched Wen Guqi approach step by step.

The grandson who has just grown up, and the eldest daughter who disappeared thirteen years ago, vaguely overlap in front of him in tears.

Brocade robe and jade crown, white face and red lips, long body and jade.

In the eyes of the eldest princess Xiao Jiyuehua, there was no joy and smile.

Nor would the little girl who shouted "Queen Mother" running towards her.

Her daughter is long gone.

And the only grandson she believes in and relies on, since her daughter disappeared, she has been indifferent and alienated from anyone, and no longer cares.

Empress Chen suddenly felt that what was separated from Wen Guqi was not the jade steps in the main hall, but the heavenly moat.

The rain made the sky more and more gloomy, and the light in the hall was dim.

Wen Guqi looked at Empress Chen, as if he could still remember the grandmother who was with his mother, kind, smiling, and disliked complicated ornaments and clothes.

But reality is slowly returning to the present.

Chen sat on the phoenix chair at the back end, motionless. Always hold the bearing of holding the government and the six palaces.

Everyone knows that the queen mother is the real master of this palace now, and the emperor is just a puppet.

Chen Hou's clothes are embroidered with a lifelike phoenix, Yuhua Shuyan, embroidered with three layers of overlap but not messy, the big red skirt has lapis lazuli on it, pressing the skirt, steady and dignified.

More than 300 pearls are densely strung together and lined on the skirt, and the light flows brightly. The phoenix step shakes exquisitely, and the tail of Zhai is inlaid with corals full and round in color, and hundreds of small pearls are drooping.

Her clothes are even more extravagant than the dragon robe.

In fact, everyone in Jokhang knows that this dress is a real dragon robe for today's Jokhang.

Empress Chen is the real dragon of Dazhao today.

The lamps were lit by the palace people, and the hall gradually lit up, starting from the place behind Chen, a line of light attacked, and the color of the afterthoughts and memories dissipated a point.

The candlelight that came all the way to Wen Guqi burned everything in the past, and the candlelight illuminated the lobby, after the ashes of Nirvana.

Only Wen Guqi's cold eyebrows, and the Queen Mother's identity and clothing that have already changed.

He saluted, and his voice was neither high nor low,

"Empress Dowager Jin'an."

Chen Hou walked down, and Jin'er next to her was busy supporting her,

"I heard from the imperial doctor, I was summoned by Chen Wangfu overnight, saying that you had an emergency, and now you are okay?"

Wen Guqi responded,

"It's not a big deal, it's just a minor illness, and now it's fine."

Empress Chen looked at him and sighed, and her eyes that had always been majestic and shrewd were also filled with helpless emotions,

"I heard that the princess took care of you all night?"

Wen Guqi said lightly,

"When I was asleep, I didn't notice it, and my grandson also heard someone talk about it."

Empress Chen stroked the crested head on the cane and sighed,

"She is also a poor person, if it weren't for the king of Longxi County who favored his concubine and killed his wife and sent her to marry, it is estimated that she, as a concubine, would not be willing to marry into someone's house as a continuation and raise heirs for others."

"For so many years, even though the mourning family had some knots in her heart before, judging from the things she did, she really cared about you, and the mourning family had nothing to say."

Wen Guqi didn't answer.

Empress Chen patted Wen Guqi's shoulder and sighed,

"Your mother's matter has long passed, just forget it, and the mourning family has been put down."

"The princess is a poor person who stays out of the matter, so don't worry too much about her. No one can pay for you for more than ten years without asking for anything in return, and Li, a stepmother who is not related to you, has done a good job. ”