Nagato's new endowment, how can the old man laugh in the arms of the newcomer

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Pu Cha Baolin took a jade chopstick and casually stirred a cup of pork liver soup, his eyes that had been looking forward to the bright eyes were covered with gray mist, lifeless, and stood quietly aside.

After a while, Pucha Baolin said: "From today onwards, there is no need to add these pork liver soups to fresh vegetables. She can't be cured like that. ”

"The slave knows. Tomorrow the shaman's wife will enter the palace, and the slave and maid have already taken care of everything. ”

Pu Cha Baolin nodded, as if he was extremely tired, and even the jade chopstick could not be held steadily, and fell into the jade cup, with a crisp sound of touch.

She stood up, and her expression of annoyance seemed to spread to herself: "Afterwards, you went back to the queen and asked her to fulfill her promise." With that, he went straight back to the house.

Yuan Mei looked at her, a trace of guilt and uneasiness flashing in his eyes.

In the Xiqing Palace.

Xizong frowned and watched the fold, and Hu Han personally came in with tea, put it aside and stood aside. After reading the page, Hu Han still stood there in a regular manner.

Xizong put down his fold and raised his eyes to look at him: "What's the matter?" ”

Hu Han didn't dare to twist and turn, and knelt down and saluted: "The emperor is shengming." The little one should be damned, just now the noble concubine Niangniang sent someone to send this letter, and she must pass it on to the emperor in every way. The glassy eyes of the messenger were red and swollen, and she only said that Concubine De didn't get a drop of water, and she missed the emperor very much, and the little courage made this microphone. ”

The emperor hesitated for a moment, but finally took the letter, but put the teacup in his other hand on the table, Nanmu made a dull sound, and the cup seemed to rest on Hu Han's back, and his head was buried lower.

He knew that the Emperor was angry with him for his own actions, but he had to do it, Concubine De, at least not yet.

The emperor opened the envelope, and inside was a paper silk, which had a strange touch, and he suddenly became interested, and opened it to take a closer look.

But it is the last paragraph in "Nagato Fu".

Suddenly sleeping and dreaming, if you are by your side. I don't see it, and my soul is dead. The chickens crow and are worried, and they look at the essence of the moon. The audience is starry, and Bi Yu is from the East. Looking at the kindness of the atrium, if the frost of autumn. The night man is old, and he is depressed and can not be changed. Waiting for the dawn, the barren pavilion and the sight are restored. The concubines are sad and sad, and they dare not forget their years.

It probably means that when I dreamed back at midnight, I was vaguely lying next to Lang Jun again. But when I woke up, I found that everything was illusory, and I was just stunned. Before I knew it, I was struggling to get up and look at the moon, the moon and the moon could not be reunited, the stars were in the sky, and the stars had moved to the east. The moonlight in the courtyard is like water, like the frost falling in late autumn. The night is as deep as a year, depressed, and how sentimental. I can no longer fall asleep and wait for the dawn, and it will be so long to see light and darkness. The concubines can only feel sad and sad, year after year, and never forget each other.

At that time, it was rumored that Liu Che's Empress Chen was banned in the cold palace because of this favor to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.

The emperor looked at the slender hairpin, and knocked on the long table with one hand a little carelessly.

After a while, he asked, "Is Concubine De's condition better?" ”

Outside the hall, a voice suddenly answered: "Lord Lang, Concubine De's sister is working hard and exhausted, and the imperial doctor said that she is only afraid that she will have to recuperate for a few days." ”

The emperor looked up and saw the queen standing at the door of the hall with a smile, her eyebrows were warm, she was completely different today, wearing a plain white palace dress, which touched some corners of his heart in a trance, he ignored her rudeness, and got up to stand up.

They are so similar. He's a little distracted.

The note slowly fell from his hand, fluttering all the way to the queen's feet.

The sweat of Huhan finally dripped down.

The queen squatted down elegantly and picked up the plain note, looked at it carefully, the look in her eyes had changed a few times, and she smiled: "Sister Concubine De is really child's play, how can the emperor be the thin lover who only sees the newcomer laughing and doesn't hear the old man crying." is really confused, and even compares herself to Queen Chen. ”

Xizong's hand pressed on the table, his eyes gradually changed back to clear, and he turned his head sideways and ordered: "Tell Concubine De to rest well." I'm free to look at her again. ”

Hu Han didn't dare to say any more, so he agreed and hurriedly retreated.

The queen was still standing there, but Xizong had already sat down and drank tea unhurriedly: "Is there something wrong with the queen?" ”

"The concubine thought that the summer was hot and heavy, so she sent some lotus seed soup to the emperor." She coughed lightly, and a palace lady walked in.

Gong E didn't salute, and went straight forward to put down the lotus seed soup, and her voice was gentle like a falling flower brushing across the water: "Lord Lang, please use it slowly." ”

The tea cup in the emperor's hand had not yet been put down, his eyes were already angry, and he was about to scold this bold palace lady, but he was stunned.

She has eyes that are very similar to Concubine De, and if you look closely at her appearance, she is somewhat similar to the queen.

The Emperor looked at the Empress suspiciously.

Empress Pei Man's usual smile was graceful: "This is the sister of the concubine's mother's family, called Pei Manyu, although she is young, she is extremely clever." ”

The emperor had already understood what she meant, and he turned his head to the woman: "Your name is Pei Manyu, Yuhua Yu?" ”

Pei Manyu nodded.

"Words are like people." He took the lotus seed soup and drank it slowly.

The queen smiled and retired, and the plain white figure gradually faded away, and walked a long way, only to find that the paper silk was still in her hand, but it had been completely deformed.

After another three days, Jian Wei learned the ending of Concubine De from the mouth of the spring painting.

After the shaman entered the palace, Concubine De refused to accept the exorcism. When the old shaman was wearing a shaman costume, tied a waist bell, grabbed a drum in her left hand, held a drum whip in her right hand, and with the cooperation of lifting the drum, she sang divine songs while beating the divine drum, and carefully invited the gods to come up, Concubine De actually pushed the divine case.

With such contempt for angering the gods, the shaman believed that she had been invaded by evil spirits, and that the only way to save her was to burn her at the stake.

All versions are without exception, only Jane Wei wonders how Concubine De, no matter how arrogant she is, how can she be stupid enough to anger the most sacred shaman god of the Jurchens.

Yet, as with all predetermined endings, all those who might have been alive to take part in the event mysteriously vanished.

Xizong is a new beauty and can't put it down, but after more than a month, she has been crowned as a concubine.

The court was calm again, as if there had never been any waves. The hot characters of the past disappeared so easily and humbly, Jian Wei couldn't help but sigh when she thought of it, even though she was dissatisfied and afraid of Concubine De in the past, and people died like lights going out, her death still made Jian Wei vigilant, her so-called cleverness and skill are really like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, judging time in front of the old man, naïve and superficial.

She decided to completely hibernate up, the palace has its own rules of survival, just like the spring painting that she tried her best to rescue, she has long been familiar with this rule, and she has been valued in Changchun Hall for her meritorious service in saving Zhao Jingu.

Zhao Jingu didn't seem to tell the truth. Janeway chose to believe that she was doing it for her own good.

The courage and courage accumulated in the past disappeared with the death of Concubine De and the changes in the spring paintings, and there was nothing worth working on here, she thought.