Raccoon yarn from ramie (2)

The man subconsciously shrank back, not daring to look at the nightingale.

The palace chief said,

"It's okay, we won't, it's just a joke."

Gong Changjue said softly,

"Childe, can you stand up?"

The man looked at Gong Changjue, there was still some fear in his eyes, but he meekly followed his words, supporting the ground with his hands, and wanted to stand up.

However, he didn't get up much, and fell back to the same place, and the palace chief was busy supporting the man.

The man looked at Gong Changjue, and there was an innocent look like a child in his peach blossom eyes.

But the nightingale twisted the man up and lifted it up like a chick.

Nightingale Road,

"There are ointments and spirits on the table in my room, and I will send this man to the bamboo hut under the cloister, you can go and get it."

Gong Changjue nodded,

"Okay."

Gong Changjue walked in the direction of the Night Garden.

And the man was taken to the bamboo hut by the nightingale.

The nightingale poured a bowl of water and drank it to herself.

The man reclined on the bed, looking around, trying to move, but unable to move.

Nightingale Road,

"How old are you?"

The man whispered,

"Twenty-two."

The nightingale frowned slightly,

"Twenty-two?"

The man in front of him clearly still looks like a teenager.

The man moved his legs slightly out of the bed, and the sensation of his legs was gradually regained.

Nightingale Road,

"Are you from Nanyue?"

The man was silent for a moment,

"It's not."

Nightingale Road,

"If it weren't for the princess who always asked me to save people and accumulate kindness, I wouldn't be so nosy to save you."

The tone was cold, the same as the expression on the nightingale's face.

The man's head was slightly tilted to the side, and a pair of fawn-like eyes were clear, and long eyelashes covered the shadows under the eyes.

Princess?

Nightingale Road,

"I'll bring you a meal, and when you regain your strength, hurry up."

The man answered, whimpering like a puppy.

The nightingale pushed open the door of the bamboo hut, and the wind slammed the door shut.

Gong Changjue pushed open the door of Nightingale's room and picked up the spirits and wounds on the table.

Walking out of the night garden, the wind blowing the lampstand by the door crookedly.

Gong Changjue continued to walk, but found that the road was different from usual.

The eye is a staggered rockery, and the palace chief turns around and wants to return the same way, but he can't tell the way he came.

A pavilion appeared in front of him, and the layers of lotus blue curtains were blown up and down by the wind.

And between the rise and fall of the curtain tent, a figure fell into the palace chief's eyes through the curtain tent.

Gong Changjue took the things in his hand and looked at Chu Ranxuan, who was sitting behind the gauze curtain and caressing the qin.

Qingyue's piano sound in the ears, like the rhythm of the wind.

The wind is blowing, the piano is sounding, and the sound is like a spirit.

He has a tall posture, a pair of eyes that are indifferent and cold, and does not carry any emotions in this world.

The pine of the high cliff is solemn, and it stands in Fuming Hall from time to time.

Gong Changjue held those things and stood not far in front of the pavilion looking at him.

Chu Ranxin suddenly pressed the strings with his palm, and the sound of the piano was interrupted.

"Who is it?"

Gong Changjue was slightly embarrassed,

"Me."

Chu Ranxing's eyes were unfocused, and his eyes were blurry, and only a vague figure could be seen.

But his eyes softened for a moment.

The palace chief lifted the curtain, separated by two curtain tents, and said,

"I'm probably going the wrong way again."

Her palms were sweating slightly.

Chu Ranxuan got up, lifted the curtain, and faced the palace chief, the palace chief in front of him was finally a little clearer, but it was still vague, and he could only vaguely see her outline and expression.

Chu Ran said,

"I'll take you out."

The nightingale returned to the bamboo hut with the food, but the bamboo hut was empty.

The nightingale hurried to the river and saw that her boat was gone.

And as far as the eye can see, there is no trace at all, whether it is a person or a ship.

The nightingale threw the bowl in his hand,

"White-eyed wolf!"

Gong Changjue followed behind Chu Ranxuan, always one step apart.

Chu Ranxuan suddenly stopped, and the palace chief was caught off guard for a moment and bumped into his back.

Gong Changjue took half a step back and said,

"Why did you stop all of a sudden?"

Chu Ran said,

"Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Without waiting for the palace chief to answer.

Chu Ran said,

"I'm thinking about the half-step away you stepped back at the Lantern Festival."

Lantern Festival, in the maze of lanterns, there are men and women quietly holding hands, looking at each other and smiling, but when she saw it, she subconsciously retreated half a step away from him.

She was too cautious to walk side by side with him.

Chu Ranxuan stretched out his hand, his fingers were slender and white,

He didn't speak.

But she looked at his hand and said nothing.

Stand still in place.

The wind blew the corners of his white sleeves, and his hands remained unmoved.

The palace chief raised his eyes and looked at him.

Her heart trembled uncontrollably.

Chu Ran said,

"This is the distance, you promised to go."

His voice was low, but there was no hesitation.

His tall figure blocked the sunlight in front of her.

This step is the gap between the two worlds after all.

It turned out that what he said about asking her to walk this step was what he meant.

He walked nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, as long as she took one step.

This step, is such a step.

She had the hand, but she didn't know how to touch him.

Gong Changjue raised his hand slightly, and his fingertips slid over Chu Ranxuan's palm, but they landed on the corner of his sleeve.

Gong Changjue gently grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

Chu Ranxin felt his sleeve being pulled.

Gong Changjue took a deep breath and said softly,

"That's a step, too."

She looked at him, but Chu Ranyu smiled.

Gong Changjue looked at his smile, with a little softness, and gentleness on his well-defined face.

In her last life, in this life, she had never seen him smile like this.

Never.

Chu Ran said,

"Okay, that's a step too."

Outside the palace gates.

Guan Wuwu rode on the horse, grabbed the reins, stopped the history of Zhisu Neishi, and said leisurely,

"Lord Neishi, what a coincidence."

Zhisu Neishi saw Guan Wuforget, but he only felt that he had seen a ghost, and he didn't have a good face.

"Master Guan, you and I can't afford this clever word, the official is going to the palace, you are now wearing court clothes, and you are going to the palace, you are deliberately blocking the official, how can it be a coincidence."

Guan Wuwu said with a smile,

"Lord Neishi is really smart, knowing that this official is going to enter the palace to face the saint, so do you want to guess what this official is going to do when he enters the palace?"

The words are so sloppy that they seem to be coaxing a three-year-old child.

Zhisu Neishi is not angry,

"This official is not in the mood to play this kind of guessing game with you, and this official still has important matters to report to His Majesty."

The horse shook his head, and his sideburns flicked onto Zhisu Neishi.

Zhisu Neishi hurriedly retreated.

Guan Wu forgot to laugh,

"Adults are so fearless, they are afraid of horses?"

Zhisu Neishi frowned,

"It's no secret that the official is afraid of horses, if you want to use this to ridicule, I'm afraid there will be no chance."

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"What I want to say is that adults are not afraid, not that adults are afraid of horses."

The center of the earth sank for no reason in the history of the curtain,

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"Your Excellency has made great achievements in the management of the treasury and money, and the money is used boldly, why is it not fearless?"

Zhisu Neishi's back suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Don't forget...... Do you know something?

Guan Wu forgot to play with the reins in his hand,

"Lord Neishi entered the palace, I'm afraid I don't have any objections to yesterday's 80 million taels of silver?"

Guan Wufu condescendingly looked at the internal history of Su Zhi,

"The entanglement between the lord and the two families, but the official knows it clearly, why don't you and I enter the palace together, and after the inner history is finished, the official will also explain the entanglement between the lord and the two families in front of His Majesty?"

Zhi Su's eyes widened for a moment, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

Guan Wu forgets, he... He must have known about his involvement with the Chen Wang Meng family.

Guan Wuwu smiled casually,

"Lord Neishi, this official advises you, it's still too late to rein in the precipice, and when the adults enter this door, there will be no chance to regret it."

The cold sweat of the history of the Su Nei dripped.

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"Lord Neishi, I entered the palace this time because of the sudden flooding in the Yellow River, and I want Your Majesty to order that 1,750 taels of silver be allocated to treat the flooding of the Yellow River."

Hearing this, Zhisu Neishi raised his head suddenly.

Guan Wuwu said softly,

"I hope you don't stop it."

Zhisu Neishi couldn't say a word.

Guan Wuwu smiled contemptuously, rode into the palace gate, and no guard stopped him or let him dismount.

Zhisu Neishi's attendant parked the carriage and saw that Zhisu Neishi was still standing at the gate of the palace, looking indifferent.

The attendants hurriedly stepped forward,

"Sir, sir."

"Why haven't you entered the palace yet, but something has been left behind?"

The history of the treatment of Su is trembling and towering,

"If you don't enter, you can't enter."

Zhisu Neishi couldn't lift it in one breath, rolled his eyes, and fell down.

80 million taels were allocated, and another 17,500,000 taels were allocated, and only 250 taels remained.

Since the beginning of these days in Chang'an, the voices of chanting grievances have gradually decreased, but all kinds of news are still circulating. The resentful remain.

And Empress Yan's edict to seal the eldest princess smashed into Chang'an like thunder.

Rumors of all kinds are back.

"It's a pity, Miss Changjue is gone, is this the eldest princess, and what's the difference."

"No, have you ever wondered why the Queen Mother suddenly named Miss Changjue a princess."

"I guess I really like Miss Changjue."

"I don't think so, you see, there was a lot of trouble in the city before, I beat drums and shouted injustice in front of the yamen, I did folk gatherings, and I wrote to the emperor, but in this big court and harem, can there be a person who has really been the master of Miss Changjue and Chu Shizi? Although His Majesty derogated the urn as a concubine, but the urn was still in the palace, saying that he wanted to take the phoenix seal and vacant the middle palace for a period of time, you see, isn't the queen also okay? ”

The woman was puzzled,

"What do you mean by that?"

When the man heard this, he hurriedly explained,

"Now, no one has ever been the master of the two of them, and they have even lightly exposed the attitude, whether it is Your Majesty or the Empress, whether it is the urn of the degraded people or the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, no one has come out to speak out and say a word."

"But at this time, the Queen Mother named Miss Changjue as the eldest princess."

The woman was still puzzled,

"So what?"

Man's Road,

"You are stupid, the princess murdered a concubine, or the concubine murdered a princess, which crime is greater?"

When the woman heard this, her eyes widened in disbelief,

"You mean...... The Queen Mother is making decisions for Miss Changjue, and is she increasing our grasp of redress for Miss Changjue? ”