'Good! If @book#bar" got it. Let her in." Mingwan is not salty or light. The corners of his mouth pulled out a sneering arc.

The palace people on both sides lifted the pearl curtain with both hands. Bending his body and lowering his eyebrows, he welcomed Lan Jieyu in.

I saw that she was wearing a pink embroidered orchid skirt today. Wear an apricot-colored placket jacket on the outside. Walked into the temple. Wearing a golden butterfly on the bun and shaking the begonia. Hang down a string of pearl tassels. Subtle halo flowing. It makes her delicate Ruolan even more. Beautiful as a fairy.

When she came in. Mingwan was sitting upright under the deep curtains. Dressing in the mirror. The hair is coiled into a towering bun. In the center lies a magnificent nine-winged phoenix hairpin. One ear with three bells of gold and ruby earrings hanging down to the shoulders. Dazzling and showy. Plus there is a soft sunlight through the bead curtain fine sifting on her. More and more lined her like the fairy of the heavenly palace. Noble and domineering.

Although she has already given birth. But he is still young. And always pay attention to maintenance. Looking at the home of my sixteen-year-old daughter. Yi Nian jade appearance, mother and son are expensive. And the mother's family is prosperous and noble. It's the same system again. It really made her envious and respectful.

"Slave Guan Jugong Shen. Meet the Queen." Lan Jieyu walked up to her. Ying Ying bows. Rourou glutinous said: "I wish the queen a long and happy mother. Happiness and good health."

"Lan Jieyu is exempt." Mingwan laughed lazily. Don't look at her either. Only from the palace maid handed up in the round enamel glazed bowl. Picked out a little mink toad paste with the fingertips like shallots. Beat well in the palm of your hand. Wipe onto face. There is still a lot of greasy in the palm. Apply it to the back of the hand and wrist.

"I'll do it." Lan Jieyu got up from her feet. Took the gouache bowl in the hands of the palace people. Will be a crystalline milky milk. Rub it on Mingwan's face. After kneading. After picking up the snow rabbit down puff, dip some pearl powder into a thin layer for her. It made her already deceive the skin of the snow. More radiant skin. Round like a jewel.

Then pick up the snails. Painting distant mountains. Dotted lips. Applique Tin. Lan Jieyu carefully and carefully applied makeup to her. The humble and flattering face. is better than the second-class palace maids in her palace. Ling Mingwan is very useful.

She cocked her orchid finger and let Lan Jieyu put on a red gold armor for her. Then gently point to the box of open makeup on the dressing table. Laughing: "You're a person who can dress up. Let's pick it out for Hongu. What kind of step to wear will not look too extravagant. without losing the system of the middle palace."

Lan Jieyu was slightly stunned. lowered her eyes and whispered: "The queen mother is the one who knows how to dress up. The minions are clumsy-eyed and rough. Not as knowledgeable as the mother. Mother, don't take the test minion."

Ming Wan only glanced at him with the tail of her eyes. Said indifferently: "Since you let you choose. Don't be arrogant."

Lan Jieyu smelled the word "arrogant". I have a chuckle in my heart. Immediately timidly said yes. Then he picked out a cloud sideburns from the makeup. Raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "What does Niang Niang think of this one. Step shake the central peony in full bloom. Just as the queen is the king of flowers. Hanging on both sides are coral tassels. Flamboyant but not extravagant. The minion thinks it's best to match the mother."

Ming Wan sneered. He said slowly: "The king of flowers is not necessarily the most beautiful flower. The most beautiful flower is not necessarily the most precious one. If a good flower. Don't know when to open. When to thank you. Even if it's a captivating city. Eventually, it will be reduced to ordinary broken root grass."

This statement is meaningful. But Lan Jieyu heard it in a fog. He knelt down and pleaded, "Slaves and maids should die. The queen's mother's wisdom is natural. Slaves are inherently dull. I can't understand the meaning of the mother's words. I hope that the mother will guide me."

Ming Wan snorted coldly. He pursed his lips. Not in words.

The scene was embarrassing. It just so happened that someone from the palace brought refreshments. Lan Jieyu is the most eye-catching. Busily went to pick it up. Kneel at Mingwan's feet again. He handed it over and said, "Please use the queen for tea."

Look at her more and more despicable appearance. The more relieved Ming Wan felt in her heart. Because her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Mingshen. In watching her grovel to herself with a flattering look. I feel more like it in my heart. Gracefully take the teacup. Blowing slowly, he said, "Do you know what you're doing wrong."

Lan Jieyu kowtowed. Tears fell straight down: "The slave knows. Thousands should not. Don't. You should not punish the prudent and noble."

Ming Shen glanced at her fiercely. He said sharply: "If you don't punish her for kneeling in the snow all night. The emperor won't go to see her. The emperor is no longer there. Naturally, they will come to you. It's good now. The emperor saw her. I also know the means you have done to her. Your grace is gone. and they will be condemned. Who can blame it? You made it all yourself."

"Please, the queen mother, save the minions. Slaves are willing to be cattle and horses. Serve the queen for a lifetime. Please, save the minions." Lan Jieyu tugged at the hem of her dress. Pray on your back. Tears broke down in his face.

Mingwan only closed her eyes and didn't look. A moment of silence. Only then did he speak: "In the harem. You have to know how to be relaxed. It's time to take it soft. Let's go and take it soft. The emperor has spoiled you for more than half a year. Go and admit your mistake to him. He shouldn't be too you. If the emperor asks carefully. You know what to say."

Lan Jieyu turned her face away and quietly wiped the corners of her eyes. Said sadly: "The slave only said that he was jealous. Don't dare to talk nonsense."

"Not bad. It's a tempered one." Ming Wan curled the corners of her lips slightly and smiled. Open. A slight glance of appreciation. Said: "This palace teaches you how to say. You only said that Yue Zhaoyi wanted to trouble Shen Guiren. And you're soft-spoken. Don't dare to disobey. I'm afraid of offending Yue Zhaoyi. That's just a name for her. In fact, those things that practiced the Zhaoyang Palace. It's all Yue Zhaoyi's idea. Got it?"

Lan Jieyu nodded again and again: "The slave is provincial. Thank you, Queen, for your advice."

Mingwan pursed her red lips. smiled: "Now you are all Jieyu Niangniang. Don't bite a minion. lest you despise yourself."

Lan Jieyu lowered her eyes. Flattering and laughing: "It doesn't matter where the minions are in the future. will always be the queen's minion."

"You have a heart. Hongu also knows. Let's go down." Mingwan rubbed her eyebrows. Said with a little annoyance. Lan Jieyu saw this. I had no choice but to kneel and salute. Timidly retreated.

After she's gone. Li Yu quietly lifted her eyelids and glanced at Ming Wan. Puzzled: "Why did the mother bother to pull her."

Ming Wan said softly: "It's also good to keep her to serve the palace. Hum. Don't look at that sister in this palace is a concubine. He is proud of his temperament. This time the emperor gave her such a big grievance. She will definitely not forgive the emperor easily. Keep this Lan Jieyu in the middle. It still has a certain effect. What's more. Carry it to get rid of the thorn in the eye of Yue Zhaoyi. Isn't it just killing three birds with one stone? Why don't you do it?"

Li Yu praised and said: "Niangniang is really scheming. I'm afraid it's ten men tied together. It's not as good as what happened to you. It's a pity that you're a daughter."

"What about my daughter's body. Didn't Empress Wu of the Tang Dynasty ascend the throne as emperor?" Ming Wan hooked her lips and said. The smile suddenly became subtle and meaningful.

Li Yu is such a shrewd person. How not to understand the meaning of this sentence. Raise your eyes and look at her meaningfully. Then he smiled greasyly: "What the mother said is very true."

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Moonlight in the depths of winter. It's cold and clear. From the carved west window poured silver glow like broken ice. It's like splashing ink freehand. Sprinkled in front of the quaint piano stand. There is a silk palace lamp lit next to it. Reflecting the loneliness of the room. In vain, it is sad to add. Thick. Difficult to dissolve.

Ming Shen walked slowly with her long silky hair. Wearing a long skirt of green brocade florals. Wearing a white fox fur Hangjin silk jacket. The fluffy wind hair at the neckline huddles a pale face. The palace lamp appropriately put a smoky red on her plain face. It looks like a pear blossom after a rain. With a shyness and pity.

I saw her slowly sitting in front of the piano stand. The round and clear eyes rippled with a wet sorrow. Stretch out a small hand that has not healed from frostbite. Feel free to pick up dusty strings. After trying the tone. A string of mournful and mournful tunes slowly flowed out. Qing Ge echoed a rhyme: "The Resentment of the Long Gate":

Raindrops are long in autumn nights. Sorrow and rain to Zhaoyang. Tear stains don't learn Jun En broken. Wipe but a thousand lines are more than ten thousand.

The palace Shen Shen Xiao wants to divide. Zhaoyang is even more leaky. A thousand lines of tears on a coral pillow. It's not Sijun who hates Jun

My mother is right. Men are all new and hated the old. Once you get your hands on it. I won't be cherishing it. is like Chen Ajiao in the Han Dynasty; is like Concubine Mei during Xuanzong; It is like many, many abandoned women because of this. And the poor red faces who are lonely and old in the deep palace.

But. Since he has become a negative man. Why can't you be more decisive? It's a little more ruthless.

Why did you carry her back from the snow again. What does that mean.

Are you going to pamper her again?

So. This has been half a year of ignorance. Regardless of it. What's it?

Jun En is unpredictable. Once gone. and never looked back. Once a happy nest of love. Overnight it was reduced to a cold palace of luxury. Let her listen to the flute and drums of the other hall every day. Taste the loneliness of the days as long as the years, inch by inch.

What is Mandarin Duck Tile Cold Cream Hua Heavy. What is reclining smoker cage sitting to Ming. What is the lonely sycamore lock Qingqiu. What is the blue sea and blue sky night heart. She already knew it.

"Bang" a bead curtain shook. Wen Hao wears a crown on his head. Wearing a bright yellow Kowloon python robe. Walked in slowly. Born with the majesty of a king. The oppression is so heavy that even the air is heavy. It's rare to see him dressed so solemnly. There was a strong smell of alcohol on his body. I guess I just got down from the palace banquet.

"You're blaming me."

Thin lips slightly upturned. There was a slight smugness in Wen Hao's eyes. looked at the white-clothed and black-haired woman in front of him. Three thousand green silks were draped on the thin and weak shoulders. Silvery frost sprinkled on her snow fox jacket. Like a brilliant light flowing on her. It's as beautiful as the fairy of the Toad Palace. It makes him feel like it's out of reach.

To the deep light in his eyes. Ming Shen felt at a loss. So she simply turned her head away. Not looking into his eyes. Only barely pulled out a bleak smile: "No."

"Oh." Wen Hao's eyebrows raised. A drunken Bada walked up to her. Fingertips hooked her chin lovingly. asked jokingly: "I have started singing "The Resentment of the Long Gate". I don't complain."

"Don't touch me." Ming Shen suddenly pushed him away with all his might. He took two steps back in despair. There was a bit of timidity in the eyes of the smoke lock foggy grumbling. Like a lotus that curls in the wind. Swaying slightly in the light breeze of the night.

See her fragile and helpless appearance. Wen Hao's heart tightened suddenly. Let go of the usual proud appearance. A handful wrapped around her slender waist. And trapped her in the chest strongly. Coaxed dotingly: "Okay, good. Don't be angry with your husband. Promise you for your husband. I will love you well in the future."

"For the husband." Ming Shen's eyes were full of irony. Dan's lips pursed out a mocking smile like a falling flower: "The emperor may have forgotten. Between us. It's long gone. It's broken."

Wen Hao lowered his eyes and wiped away the injuries that almost welled up in his eyes. Attach your lips to her ear. Breathing in a strong smell of wine. Ambiguously murmured: "That's angry talk. Can't do the number. You don't want to think about it either. I love you so much. How can I really break off with you?"

"But I've taken it seriously." Ming Shen laughed at himself. There seemed to be a bitter glint in his eyes. In the bleak night. Exceptionally distinct.

Loneliness and pain flashed in Wen Hao's eyes. and faded away. A shallow kiss on her forehead. He laughed in a low voice: "Madame loves duplicity the most. You actually love me in your heart. Right?"

"It's a pity you're wrong." Ming Shen turned pale to crimson cheeks slightly. stubbornly endured the tears in his eyes. The small voice that came out of his mouth was difficult: "I don't love you anymore for a long time."

"Really." Wen Hao slammed her chin hard. Force her to look at herself. Word by word. Aggressive: "Then who do you love. Bai Pengfei?"

"Who I love is my thing. It's none of your business. You just have to remember. It's okay if I don't love you anymore." Ming Shen sneered. Cool and thin as veil. Just like a plaintive sigh. Shake your gut in the splendid drapery.

And this sentence. But it hit the thousand waves in Wen Hao's heart. The scene of her and Bai Pengfei hugging each other under the moon appeared in front of her eyes. The jealousy that made him unbearable in his heart quickly resurfaced. Set off a wave of fury in the eyes. Mixed with longing and pity for her.

"Little things. There should be a limit to your arrogance. I've already made concessions. What else do you want?"

"Concessions." Ming Shen laughed at the bitter mockery. Like fireworks that suddenly explode in the dark night. Gorgeous and poignant: "The emperor is really great. I was willing to make concessions for an old and yellow abandoned woman like me. Isn't a concubine supposed to be grateful. Then the king of Xie who knelt down three times and bowed nine times was favored."

"Don't get too pushy." Wen Hao's tone was cold. I don't hide my bitterness and despair anymore. His deep eyes were filled with deep sorrow. It was also filled with intense anger: "I have a bad temper. You also don't know it the first day. Why do you want to upset me again and again?"

Ming Shen heard the words. Raised his eyes and glared at his cold and angry face. Suddenly squeezed out a strong sarcastic laugh. Brilliant as a fire tree and silver flowers. Piercing: "You are the emperor on high. Ninety-Five. How dare you provoke you unpleasantly. The emperor wants to find pleasure. You can go to your Yue Zhaoyi. Lan Jieyu. All of them can give you a good time. Why bother. You have to find it unpleasant in me."

"You're daring to say a word. Believe it or not, I'm strong on you now." Wen Hao shook her violently. That's ruthless. It seemed like she'd be torn apart. The tone was also cold and angry like she had never heard before.

Followed by. Bow your head sharply. Biting her lip hard. Tossing and turning. With a strong sense of punishment.