Chapter 1: Return from Hell

In the middle of summer, the cicadas chirp.

Shangyang Palace is brightly lit, and dozens of Changxin Palace lamps are in the palm of your hand.

Xiao Gong'e held a gold-plated basin, which was filled with ice, and the fish poured in, and what was brought into the main hall was a cool room.

Zhao Ying's sideburns were still sweating on the bed, Liu Shuyi pinched the handkerchief, gritted her teeth, took three or two steps forward, wiped her clean, and softly ordered Gong E: "Take ice again." ”

Before her words fell, the hand that wiped the sweat beads for Zhao Ying was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Liu Shuyi was stunned and hurriedly turned around to look, but she looked at a pair of eyes like returning from hell.

Nine secluded yellow springs, the most biting and cold, can freeze people to death.

"Yuan ...... Yuan Yuan, you're awake! Liu Shuyi withdrew her hand quietly, "I'll call someone to pass on the imperial doctor......

"Don't be busy."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse.

I've been asleep for a long time, it's like this.

But Zhao Yingyuan has been awake all day - all day, muddy, someone is chirping in his ear, like Zhao Che for a while, and Liu for a while.

She knew very well that she was born again.

Reborn in the year she was fourteen years old.

Reborn in the year when Zhao Che "got drunk" with wine, borrowed wine to go crazy, made a big fuss in Shangyang Palace, and "missed" to take a celadon amphora, and almost didn't smash a hole in her head.

Zhao Ying had a pair of peach blossom eyes coldly, raised her hand to touch her forehead, and was grabbed by Liu Shuyi: "You have a wound on your head, you must not touch it." ”

She sneered in her heart.

This woman, pretending to be a good hand, was deceived by her in the past, and today's events are not exactly what she is proud of?

"What about Zhao Che?"

Liu Shuyi saw that she was about to stand up, her posture was extremely low, and she bent down to help her, but was waved away by Zhao Ying.

She smacked her tongue and called Huachun.

The palace maid in green stepped forward, helped the person up, and then took a large pillow for her to put behind her.

Sitting up and feeling more comfortable, Zhao Ying finally raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Zhao Che smashed the bottle, afraid that he wanted her life.

Liu Shuyi saw her sneering, and panicked for a while: "Yuan Yuan, Che'er is still young...... He was instigated and ate two more glasses of wine.

This is drunk, and people are confused.

He's already aware of his mistake by now, and he's kneeling outside, you......

He's your own brother, you scold him twice, get angry, this thing...... Tomorrow your father will return to Luan, if you know......"

She was hesitant, probably because she was afraid of provoking Mao Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying sneered, and took her words over: "Tomorrow, my father will return to Luan, if I know that he hit my head with a vase, and know that my injury is his masterpiece, he will inevitably be beaten, and in recent times, he will always lose the favor of his father, Liu Niangniang, isn't it?" ”

Liu Shuyi was a little embarrassed: "Yuan Yuan, he ...... after all After all, it's your own brother, although you are raised with me, in the end you are the same mother, and you can't bear to look at your brother......"

"Liu Shuyi, my head was smashed by my own brother, and he almost didn't crush me to death!"

Zhao Ying suddenly raised her voice, and her originally hoarse voice seemed sharp.

The main hall of Shangyang Palace was very quiet, and Xiao Gong'e did not dare to come out, which made Zhao Ying's voice more and more transparent.

She turned over and tried to get out of bed, but she hurt her head and dizzy.

Waving his eyes and hands are quick, and he holds people up.

Zhao Ying grabbed her wrist and borrowed strength, relieved herself, and frowned: "Are all the people in the imperial hospital dead?" ”

Liu Shuyi was stunned.

How is this ...... After Zhao Che was hit like this, his temperament was ...... Has it changed?

In the past, Zhao Ying, although he was also domineering, was not mean.

She has the pride and dignity of a favored eldest princess, and she also has a soft heart, like her biological mother Song Guifei.

This...... She really wants her brother's life?

When Liu Shuyi came back to her senses, Zhao Ying had already called Hui Chun to help her out of the door.

She slapped her head, and her heart was broken.

Zhao Che knelt outside.

She was about to catch up and stop her, but she couldn't even touch a sleeve of Zhao Ying's clothes.

Hua Chun quietly opened her and helped Zhao Ying out of the door steadily.

The lights are combined with the moonlight, reflecting in the dozens of water tanks full of lotus flowers in front of the main hall of Shangyang Palace, the moonlight is bright and clean, and the lotus flowers are fragrant.

Zhao Ying took a deep breath, if it weren't for the injury on her head, it would be quite comfortable.

The eye-catching little eunuch carried a wenge wood official hat chair out, and she sat down, only to look at Zhao Che, who was "trembling".

He should be the biological mother and son of Liu Shuyi.

Really good at acting.

Zhao Che knelt for a long time, his knees hurt badly, and when he saw her at this time, he bit his lower lip, and the moonlight hit his face, which turned his face three points whiter: "Sister Huang, I'm ...... I was drunk. ”

"You got drunk today, made a big fuss in Shangyang Palace, smashed my head, and if you want to get drunk again tomorrow, you should go to Fengren Palace, the queen mother's Fengren Palace, and the queen mother's Weiyang Palace, in the end——"

Zhao Ying's eyes lit up: "Zhao Che, are you a three-year-old child?" ”

Zhao Che was taken aback: "Sister Huang? ”

"When I was three years old, I already knew what it meant to be bold."

Zhao Che swallowed with difficulty.

The eleven-year-old boy Lang knelt in the Shangyang Palace, looking so helpless and pitiful.

He sniffed: "I smashed the imperial sister, I deserve to be punished, I admit how you want to punish me, but tomorrow my father will return to Luan, so that my father will know, I ...... I ......"

He was so anxious that he was about to cry: "Sister, spare me this time." ”

His name is Sister A, not Sister Huang.

Liu Shuyi listened to it on the side, and hurriedly helped: "He is still young, Yuan Yuan, you spare him once, I promise, in the future, I will restrain and discipline him well, and I will not ask him to eat and drink nonsense, let alone make trouble......"

Before she could say anything, Zhao Ying called her.

The voice was cold, not half kind.

Liu Shuyi's voice stopped abruptly: "What...... What's wrong? ”

"Zhao Che has been raised in your palace for six years, and if you restrain and discipline him, you will teach him to eat and drink, make trouble in the eldest sister's bedroom, and even worse, hurt people."

She squinted her eyes and swept over: "You raised him so well, I should ask my father to reward you well." ”

"N-don't...... No, Yuan Yuan, he really knew that he was wrong, I, I didn't look at him for a while. ”

The weather was already stuffy and hot, she was in a hurry, her sideburns were sweating more and more, beads of sweat hung on her beautiful face, and even her makeup became unrefined.

"Almost."

Zhao Ying lit the armrest of the official hat chair: "Do you plan to stay in my Shangyang Palace?" ”

She didn't dare!

She remembered that Zhao Ying had just woken up, and her eyes were met - the person who had returned from hell.

She didn't dare to provoke Zhao Ying before, when didn't she hold her and follow her, now, Zhao Ying, who has the posture of the eldest princess, is really scary!

Liu Shuyi hurriedly got off the high platform, went to Zhao Che's side, and bent down to pull people up.

Zhao Ying's indifferent voice came from above her head again: "Zhao Che, kneel in Shangyang Palace and wake up your bar." ”