"Zhefeng, Zhefeng?" Lin Wan'er woke up in the morning, but she didn't see Zhefeng!

"Where did the people go early in the morning?" Lin Wan'er looked around with a puzzled expression.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a father-in-law walked in!

Lin Wan'er saw her father-in-law sitting down: "Father-in-law Li is good!" ”

The father-in-law nodded with a smile: "Good, good, good, good, worthy of being the emperor's favorite person, indeed gentle and polite!" ”

"My father-in-law smiled!" Lin Wan'er smiled slightly and nodded politely!

"I don't know what happened to my father-in-law? Have you seen my husband, Lin Zhefeng? Lin Wan'er asked with concern!

"This...!" The father-in-law hesitated again and again, and finally said as if he had decided: "The draft officer Lin Zhefeng escaped from the palace with another show girl last night, this...!" The Holy One is still hesitant to tell you this? And people are not allowed to spread it in private! Don't tell anyone that I said it. ”

"It's... How is this possible? Lin Wan'er almost fainted when she heard the news.

"Impossible, impossible, Tetsufu is not that kind of person, he would never do something like that." Lin Wan'er was frightened and half leaned back on the edge of the chair!

At this time, the saint suddenly walked in from outside the door: "Dog minion, didn't you first tell you not to spread the news?" You stinky mouth really deserves to be beaten. ”

"Holy forgiveness, holy wrath. Minions should be beaten, minions should be fought. Gonggong Li slapped himself a few times as he spoke.

"Lin Wan'er! The widow is also very sad when such a thing happens, the widow has always thought that Lin Zhefeng is also a relatively young and promising young man, but he didn't expect that he still can't resist the temptation of beauty, alas, young people are always too poor, and the widow doesn't blame him, but it hurts you. The Holy One comforted softly!

Lin Wan'er cried loudly: "I really didn't expect him to be this kind of person, it's my fault that I'm blind and don't know people." ”

At this time, Gonggong Li added oil and vinegar to the side and said: "It's better for Lin Wan'er to become the emperor's concubine, and it can be regarded as having a place to stay." ”

"Dog minion, don't keep your mouth shut." The saint was a little angry and annoyed: "Wan'er is now the time to be sad, how can the widow take advantage of the danger of others!" ”

At this time, Lin Wan'er had tears on her face, and said very haggard and a little pitiful: "Since Zhefeng has abandoned the little woman, the little woman is willing to serve the emperor, and it can be regarded as a place to stay." ”

The saint said with some pity: "Wan'er doesn't have to worry too much, resting and recuperating your body is the main thing!" ”

"Thank you!" Lin Wan'er knelt down and thanked her!

In the next few days, the saint always greeted Lin Wan'er, often asked people to send some supplements to Lin Wan'er, and even gave her favor, knowing that Lin Wan'er usually likes some calligraphy, painting and calligraphy, and specially found some famous painters to paint for Lin Wan'er on the spot, and gradually, Lin Wan'er's heart was also touched a little.

One night, Gonggong Li came to Lin Wan'er's door, only to see Gonggong Li knock on the door twice and ask, "Lin Wan'er, Concubine Lin, the Holy Father asked me if you are willing to sleep tonight?" ”

Lin Wan'er sat in front of the dresser, using a red comb, combing her long hair again and again, this red comb was a token of love given to him by Zhefeng back then, and now the thing still exists, the person has disappeared, the meaning of the thing is broken, and the love is hard to break!

Lin Wan'er put down the comb and tidied up her makeup: "I also asked Gonggong Li to tell the saint that Wan'er would go after freshening up." ”

Father-in-law Li outside the door said happily after hearing this: "Since this is the case, father-in-law, I will immediately tell the saint, and ask Concubine Lin to prepare." ”

Lin Wan'er put down the comb: "Zhefeng, my husband, since you have already owed me in this life, I don't have to owe you anything anymore. ”

In the tent of the Holy One:

Lin Wan'er pushed open the door of the saint's room, the saint was still studying the ancient books at this time, and when she saw Wan'er coming, she put down the book in her hand and asked, "My health has been better recently, so I usually pay more attention to rest." ”

"Thank you for your concern!" Lin Wan'er walked to the side of the saint.

"Listen to Gonggong Li, are you willing to sleep tonight? Is it true? If I don't want to, I won't force you. The Holy One said with concern!

"Wan'er is willing to come and naturally is willing to sleep, thank you for the saint's meticulous care during this time, Wan'er is grateful."

"No problem, no problem!" The Holy One said unconcernedly!

Lin Wan'er took off the clothes on her body: "Since that's the case, then please ask the saint and Wan'er to rest early!" ”

"It's okay, the widow is also a little tired today, so it's okay to wait for the ancient book to read it tomorrow!" Shengshang and Wan'er entered the tent bed, the bright moonlight outside the door was reflected in front of the door, and the clouds and rain inside the door were about to move!

"The wind and clouds are dark and the golden house bridge is not the time to disappear at this time. The dark light wants to move the warmth of the golden house, and it is suspected that it is by the small bridge of flowing water! ”

(This poem is self-created)

After one night, the saint is more fond of Wan'er, almost as a pearl in the palm of the hand, Wan'er will grind ink beside him when the saint reads, Wan'er will personally serve tea and pour water when the saint reviews the chapter, and Wan'er will also relieve her worries when the saint feels troubled, but the good times do not last long, Wan'er has alopecia for some reason, even if the saint invites famous doctors all over the world can not cure it. Wan'er's hair fell out day by day, and Wan'er's appearance was also greatly affected, after all, hair loss is already a big blow to women, not to mention concubines, gradually the saint began to snub Wan'er, Wan'er's emotions began to collapse, and slowly became very unreasonable, but in the face of such a Wan'er, the saint no longer had the heart to please her, but had a new love soon after. One day, Wan'er pestered the saint and asked why the saint didn't want to be with her anymore. Shengshang smiled: "Look at yourself now!" You don't even have the most basic appearance of a woman, do you still expect to be favored by me? If I had known that you would become like this, I would not have gone to great lengths to find someone to kill your husband, Lin Zhefeng, and then try my best to please you. ”

"What? Zhefeng was killed by someone by you? You lied to me? Why are you doing this and why? Wan'er grabbed the saint's arm, a little crazy.

The saint knocked Wan'er to the ground: "Look at your own current appearance!" No one is a ghost, no ghost! Do you think you're still the young and beautiful Lin Wan'er? Now, even if I throw you on the street, no one will care about you, but I am deeply aware of righteousness, merciful and generous, and I will give you a bite to eat. Someone! Put Lin Wan'er into the cold palace for me. ”

The concubine beside the saint sneered and said, "Oh, the saint is so mighty? You shouldn't do the same to me in the future? ”

The saint smiled and said, "How can it be, beauty, I can't do this to you no matter who I do." ”

"The saint is really annoying, and he will deceive people."

In the cold palace, Lin Wan'er was holding a red wooden comb, which was a gift from Lin Zhefeng to her, Lin Wan'er blamed herself, thinking that Lin Zhefeng had betrayed her, but in the end it turned out that she had betrayed Lin Zhefeng. I thought that Lin Zhefeng had lost himself, but it turned out that he had lost Lin Zhefeng. Lin Wan'er looked at the image of her bald head in the mirror, holding the red comb tightly in her hand. This is now the only thing she can be nostalgic for, everything she has now.

I don't know how many spring and autumn days and moons Lin Wan'er has spent in the cold palace! She can't remember how many times she heard cicadas, a few drizzles, a few autumn winds, a few fallen leaves, and occasionally saw the new concubine passing by her door, just like herself back then, one day it snowed heavily outside the door, and the snowflakes fell on Lin Wan'er's body through the window, I don't know how many times it has snowed, every time it snows, you can always hear the frolicking sound of the palace maids and concubines outside the door, once upon a time Wan'er also played like this! It's just that when this year's heavy snow fell on Wan'er's body, Wan'er had already lost her breath, and Wan'er, whose limbs were stiff, didn't know how long she had been lying here alone? There is still rotten food in the window that was delivered from an unknown amount of time ago, and perhaps the fate of most of the concubines in the palace is like this!

Lin Zhiya gradually regained consciousness! The woman said behind her, "Can you do me a favor?" ”