When we were young, we thought we were the wind, but when we grew up, we realized that we were grass, and when the wind blew in that direction, the grass would fall. - "Monga"

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Jian Wei grinded at the door of the Huanyi Courtyard for a while, and turned around helplessly with three points of sadness and seven points.

She made up her mind to go back to the Changchun Hall directly, and asked to be sent out of the palace as the child of Master Tonghui's mother. I hope that this master and Wan Yanyong's face are still worth a few cents.

I don't know what happened to his mother. I don't know when we'll see each other again. In the days when there was no telephone and Internet, she looked up to the sky and sighed, the distress of civilized people.

Liaoyang.

Wan Yanyong carefully removed the greasy on the chicken soup and fed it to her mother little by little, her face was much rudder, but she was still a little in good spirits.

She waved her hand, and a little nun beside her obediently stepped out.

She asked her son, "Is he still there?" ”

Wan Yanyong looked a little embarrassed, and put down the soup bowl: "Yesterday, the fourth prince sent a box of Tianshan snow toads over, and his son handed it over to the nunnery for safekeeping. ”

Li Hongyuan pondered for a moment, and gently stroked his son's calloused hand with his left hand: "Leave the things and send the box back." ”

The hand that already had a hard callus stiffened slightly, although it was weak, it was still felt by her mother, and she sighed: "Tell him that I am not in good health and don't want to see anyone, so please ask him to come back." ”

Wan Yan Yong breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Hongyuan paused, and then said: "Ulindana, this child is very well-behaved, and she knows that I am sick, so she has to ask her father to let her come to serve the sick." This is not true, after all, it has not been through the door yet. It's rare for her filial piety. ”

Wan Yanyong's expression was not abnormal, and he picked up the bowl of chicken soup again: "Mother, the soup is almost cold." ”

Li Hong obediently drank the chicken soup handed over by his son, and his beautiful Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and the depths of his eyes were calm, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

After serving his mother, he left the nunnery, stepped on a horse and walked away, the wind tore in his ears, and the warm night had a cold tone, and he ran up a mountain, and the moon was like a jade plate, leaning obliquely on the edge of the cliff.

The horse kicked the horse's hooves unsatisfied, and he slowly took out a piece of paper from his arms, and after several ravages, the paper turned into crumbs and flew down.

It was sent from Shangjing a few days ago.

The former dynasty bowed to Western Xia, and Xixia Renzong asked Xizong to find a woman for him, which was executed by Wan Yanliang; The harem changed suddenly, Concubine De's description was out of balance, and Zhang Zhaoyuan was belittled to the cold palace.

As the emperor's close attendant, Hu Han naturally read the letter carefully, and Wan Yanyong had a heart-pounding premonition about the detailed description in the letter.

He is about twenty-eight years old, slightly more than four feet eight inches, starry eyes and willow eyebrows, snow-white complexion, long black hair and long braids, should be the daughter of a Han Chinese, her name is unknown, and there is a red mole on her left arm.

He is like an arrow, but he can't help himself. Shi Tuhei, on the banks of the Hayroy River, will arrive in Liaoyang with his daughter Ulintana in ten days.

For this five-year-old engaged woman, I have all the allusions to my childhood sweetheart, but I can't have that affection.

He looked up at the moon, and drove his horse forward, and the horse took one step after another, and finally refused to move, and he stretched out his hand to the soft moon, and his face was full of loneliness and melancholy.

In this world, either the east wind overpowers the west wind, or the west wind beats away the east wind, and the perennial westerly wind belt is also cut into a repeated monsoon climate on the Asian continent.

Jian Wei returned to the Changchun Hall with a well-thought-out heart, to her surprise, the hall was very quiet, and the palace maids and servants who came and went were carrying something, she looked curiously for a while, and no one paid attention to her.

In the distance, a familiar voice shouted in surprise: "Sister Janeway!" ”

She was surprised to see that it was actually a spring painting. She ran over happily, and although she was excited, she still didn't get dizzy, and asked, "Why are you here?" ”

Chunhua has lost a lot of weight, his hands are bone-chested, and his chin is so sharp that even his cheekbones bulge out. She replied with a tangled expression: "It is the queen's decree." said that I disobeyed Zhang Zhaoyuan before and helped Zhao Jingu to be brave and commendable, and I should not be punished. However, Zhang Zhaoyuan ......"

She couldn't go on, she was a little sad, she lowered her head and was silent for a while, then looked up with a smile and said, "Sister, do you know who is going to live in this hall now?" ”

Janeway shook her head.

"It's that Zhao Jingu, now she is a good servant of Chengyi." She didn't mention the events of that night at all, as if she really went to save Zhao Jingu, and she was also heavily blamed for Zhao Jingu, as if everything was done by her.

There was joy in Chunhua's eyes, and those smiles made Jian Wei feel unfamiliar: "But she lives in the side hall, and the main hall is her sister Zhao Yupan, and now she is a good servant of Ming Xun." ”

Well, Janeway knew in her heart that things were getting more and more lively.

That night, Zhao Jingu and Zhao Yupan moved in, and the palace attendants knelt in the palace.

Jian Wei didn't like Zhao Yupan at first sight, although she looked amiable, but a certain instinct made her immediately alert.

It's like those actors in TVB who are used to playing bad guys change their vests and have to interpret good guys, how awkward it is.

Zhao Yupan was born very dignified, as his name suggests, with a big face, thin eyebrows, and a pair of slender Danfeng eyes, but his body is extremely thin, which is a little incongruous with her round and jade face.

Although Zhao Jingu is simply dressed up, she is obviously much more beautiful than her sister, and she has a cowardly and delicate temperament, which has a bit of a charm that I see pity, no wonder Xizong has always had some thoughts about her.

Jian Wei has been in the palace for more than a month, and she has never seen Xizong, and all her impressions of him are from historical records, when he was young, the son of the Han family, Duanmo came to the court, and was constrained all his life, and finally indulged in alcoholism, often drunk and killed.

Zhao Yupan reiterated the rules of the Changchun Hall as a good attendant, and Zhao Jingu remained silent. Jian Wei listened silently, wondering in her heart how to inform Yan Yong of the current situation here, or it would be safer for him to come forward and get himself out, if he opened his mouth rashly, he would have to explain again, and when the time came, Zhao Yupan would think that he knew some secret and wanted to escape, then there was really no way to get out of the palace.

The Changchun Hall was in an uproar again. Yingzhu and the little palace maid were gone, and several close maids around Zhang Zhaoyuan in the past were sent to the violent room.

And because Jian Wei made clothes for Concubine De, she alienated Zhang Zhaoyuan, but she was a blessing in disguise, but she was not implicated. However, she wondered in her heart, it is said that directly flattering Concubine De should have more serious consequences.

It wasn't until she saw Zhao Jingu's friendly smile one day that she understood, and it seemed that she had put a lot of effort into helping herself in an invisible place.

People walk tea cool. Gradually, the voice of Zhang Zhaoyuan in the hall became quieter, and everyone began to quietly discuss the matter of Concubine De again.

Hearing that Concubine De had lost a lot of her hair and black spots began to grow on her face, Xizong was disgusted with fear and never went to see it again, but ordered the imperial doctor to find out the cause.

After finding nothing, he finally decided to use the last resort, asking the shaman to exorcise evil spirits.

The east wind beats the west wind. The arrival of the rainy season brings the taste of the ocean thousands of miles away.