Mountains and rivers come into my dreams (10)

Yang Sheng and Yu Chen were still sending things to the palace family, the palace chief opened the same way, Yu Chen gave the jewelry, and put it on to see Yu Chen, whatever Yang Sheng sent, it was all returned as it was.

In this way, Yu Chen believed more and more in what Gong Changjue said, and believed that she was more likely to choose herself.

Gong Changjue never said anything to Yu Chen afterwards that involved weighing the pros and cons, just simply looking at the snow and watching the snow, and playing chess and chess, she was very calm, both Yang Sheng and Yu Chen were interpreting her according to their own understanding.

This is also what Gong Changjue wants. She was buying time for Chu Ranxing, relaxing Yu Chen's vigilance, and inadvertently, choking Xiqing's throat.

When Gong Changjue heard that the eldest son of the Shen family had gone to Yinzhou, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react much.

When the love affair between Zuo Miaoqing and Shen Xingpei was broken, Gong Changjue had already thought that there would be such a day.

Although the Shen family is a prime minister's family, they are born as military generals, and even Shen Ye, the son-in-law, is inevitably going to the battlefield, let alone his own son.

It's just that Zuo Yaoqing came a few times, and there was a faint sadness between his eyebrows, but he didn't mention this matter at all, but his emotions were not the easiest to leak out of his mouth, but from his eyes.

Zuo Miaoqing was very worried, and Gong Changjue could feel it.

Just like the palace chief jue was afraid when he knew that Chu Ranxin had gone to Xiqing alone.

And after Yang Sheng sat in that position, he was metabolizing personnel every day and replacing many people, Gong Changjue guessed that Yan Fenghua's death before exposed Yan Fenghua's identity, which caused Yang Sheng to think of Guan Wuforget, and knew that Guan Wuwu was not loyal to him. Even if Guan Wuwang found an excuse to explain, at the enthronement ceremony, even if Guan Wuwang was still the teacher of the Son of Heaven, worshiped by thousands of people, and on the surface, he was deeply gracious to the emperor. A suspicious person like Yang Sheng can't easily let down his vigilance.

Gong Changjue began to dream of Hibiscus frequently, as if it was still the same candlestick painted with Hibiscus in the past, but these times, she couldn't see anyone's figure shaking, she only saw that in the candlestick, it seemed that the blood was burning with the flame, burning very steadily, and it seemed that it would never go out, her hand quietly held the cold hand of another person, and she kept falling asleep, she couldn't hear the sound next to her, only the hazy flame was burning in front of her, scorching hot.

Seeing that it was November, the cold was even heavier, the palace chief was only worried that Chu Ranxing's injuries had not healed, and the cold had entered his body, Chu Ranxuan was next door, only a wall away, sometimes she knocked on the wall, and she could get a response immediately, she spoke in a low voice, and she could even hear it over there, and she could also hear Chu Ranxuan whispering back to her.

She used to sleep against the wall, but lately, she has never been able to sleep against the wall.

The struggle of the three people is in turmoil, and on the bright side, only two men are fighting openly and secretly.

She is only willing to stay in this small room, separated by a wall, she has a voice, and he answers. Even if you can't see it, it's good to stay like this.

Yang Sheng only thought that Chu Ranyu didn't dare to fight, and laughed at the famous King Ding of Chang'an in front of her. Gong Changjue looked at Yang Sheng, turned the teacup upside down, and sneered,

"Your Majesty, as the lord of the Great Zhou, can't even control the court, and wants to open Enke's new students to recruit his own people, but he can't even transfer a credible official to the invigilator, the lord of the country, but that's it."

Tea backwards spread on the table, this is a very impolite and respectful move, throughout the ages, only when the two countries negotiate peace, one side can not look at one side, then tear the skin, even this tea is disgusted with the other party's dirty, upside down and flow, the bottom of the cup people, is also the cup word and "back" homonym, which means that the other party is difficult to look at himself, even the back can not be seen, can not catch up with the meaning. Full of contempt from above.

Gong Changjue's move was to say that Yang Sheng couldn't even see Chu Ranxin's back, let alone compare with it, Yang Sheng had no qualifications to compare with Chu Ranxuan at all.

Although it is said in the text, it is elegant, to put it bluntly, there is no substantive difference between it and the scolding in the market, but it is more lofty, indifferent and light.

Now, Gong Changjue made such a contemptuous act, Yang Sheng watched her jade fingers skim over the bottom of the cup, the tea flowed backwards, spreading over the sandalwood table, and what she said happened to be Yang Sheng's sore spot. Emperor Yang Shengxin came to power, but there was no one who dared to believe it.

Yang Sheng listened to her words, watched her turn the teacup upside down, and even smiled at her with a good temper,

"Just a cup of tea, it doesn't matter."

The palace man hurriedly stepped forward to wipe the table and replaced it with a new teacup.

Yang Sheng said lightly,

"Don't lose your temper, now that Chu Ranyu has become a turtle with a shrunken head, according to your character, you will never abandon Da Zhou. You have no choice but to marry me. ”

The palace chief sneered, stood up and left, the palace people in the palace looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward to stop her.

In these days, the way the palace chief jue and Yang Sheng get along with the palace people see it in their eyes, Yang Sheng has never been angry with the palace chief jue in the past half a month, I don't know if the power has expanded his bearing, or he really believes that the palace chief jue will choose him, in short, no matter how the palace chief jue looks down on Yang Sheng's face in front of everyone, he is not impatient.

The palace people didn't stop the palace chief, probably already knew that Yang Sheng allowed her to go, after all, another post, she still had to come to see him, she couldn't be pointed out by thousands of people, and become a traitor who fell to Xiqing accused by thousands of people, so she must accept the invitations sent in the name of Da Zhou.

The word Yuchen, after the palace chief Jue was degraded out of the inner book, the degree of gold did not decrease but rose, many boudoir ladies want to have something to do with the palace chief jue, in the eyes of those boudoir ladies, she will not be the mother of the country of the Great Zhou in the future, or the mother of the country of Xiqing after the unification of the Great Zhou.

Even if she chooses to marry King Ding, her status is very comparable.

For thousands of years, the throne of the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty is the only hereditary title that does not degrade, and it will always stand in the center of power.

Gong Changjue only felt ridiculous, these girls were shallow-sighted, they couldn't see the fate of dying in this turmoil, they could only see the infinite scenery, they were envious and jealous of her, and they were flattering and flattering.

After sending away Gong Yuanling and a few side branches of the Gong family, the Gong family was much cleaner all of a sudden, but it was these young ladies who broke through the threshold in an endless stream to fill the vacancy.

In the daytime, it can be regarded as lively.

Gong Changjue lay on the bed and closed his eyes after a while.

Faintly, she saw the candle flame on the lampstand flickering.

"Childe, if you pour blood into it, how long can this lamp burn?"

She heard a cold male voice say,

"This light won't go off in the future."

For some reason, she subconsciously felt that this man's voice should have been warm and gentle.

The man's voice murmured again,

"How could the fire in her heart that he exchanged for his life to rekindle her heart break?"

In the afterglow of the palace chief, it seemed that she could see the cold hand holding her hand.

The man was also lying on the bed, beside her, and the corners of his clothes were white, as if he had been intertwined with her fingers for a long time. There are no gaps in the ten fingers, so familiar and tacit.

She slowly raised her eyes, but she couldn't see more, only that the man's clothes were white, but his heart was blood-red.

For some reason, Gong Changjue felt that she had been lying in this place for a long time, and she did not move, except for one time when she really stood up, faced that back, and watched the owner of that back light the lampstand, she seemed to have never moved.

She had been lying cold and stiff like this for as if it had been a thousand years.

And now, there is one more person dressed in white, but his heart is red with blood, holding her hand.

Feeling relieved and flustered for no apparent reason, these two emotions overlap and rise.

Gong Changjue opened his eyes suddenly, and it was still her bedroom in front of her, the smoky blue curtain was hooked with a golden hook, and the lights in the room had not been turned off, and the lights were still bright.

She subconsciously looked at her hand, no one shook her, but she maintained a hand shape that shook with someone.

Gong Changjue panicked for no reason, and she knocked on the wall.

After knocking, he felt that he was probably asleep, how could he still hear it?

Unexpectedly, in the interval of her cranky thoughts, there were three noises on the wall.

She eared herself and heard voices from there,

"What's wrong?"

The palace chief said busily,

"It's okay, just to see if you sleep."

There seemed to be a sigh from there, and the sound of rustling sounded, probably the sound of him getting up.

The palace chief said uneasily,

"Did I wake you up?"

The next moment, the door of her room had been opened, and Chu Ranxuan stood at the door, untied her hair, and appeared in front of her only in her middle clothes.

Gong Changjue had never seen him look so disheveled, and he was a little stunned for a while, and he forgot the uneasiness and panic in his dream.

is still handsome, and the momentum of being upright and not close to the living, a little more sparse and crazy, if it is not a very close person, it is difficult to see.

Chu Ranxuan sat on the edge of the couch and hugged her gently, with the cold coming through the ice and snow on his clothes, and then his scorching body temperature.

"Nightmare?"

Gong Changjue couldn't imagine how he could guess that she was having a nightmare all at once.

The sound of beating on the street outside rang out at the right time, one fast and four slow, knock-knock-knock......

"Yinshi—"

Gong Changjue realized that his excuse was too hard to believe, and Chu Ranxuan saw the flaw.

At that time, it was almost dawn, and she asked him if he was asleep at this time, which was inevitably a little ridiculous, which was simply hinting to him that she woke up from a night dream.

The warm breath came to his ears, and the palace chief gradually calmed down for some reason.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

The morning had passed, and when she saw that the palace chief couldn't afford it, she pushed the door and entered, reaching out to lift the palace chief's bed curtain as usual, intending to call the palace chief to get up.

And the eye-catching scene made Comb almost scream.

Comb's face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered the curtain.

There was a maid who entered the room with a copper basin of salt tea for washing, and the comb girl blasted them out, and she was also light-footed, and closed the door with a thunderous heartbeat, and stayed outside the door, saying that she could not disturb the young lady's rest, but squatted outside the door, for fear that someone would go in.