Summer Banquet (3)
Summer Banquet (3)
The night rain was misty, shrouding the undulating outline of the distant mountains, and the rain kept falling, knocking down many flowers, scattering the delicate petals, which were sadly broken by the rain.
However, in the dream of the palace chief, the sun is shining.
In the flying peach blossom forest, a girl dressed in red ran desperately, falling in the forest, the petals of the peach blossoms fell all over her body, and the solemn color of the dead flowers on the ground was terrifying.
The Imperial Forest Army had chased to the cliff, but the palace chief was standing on the cliff in an instant.
Gong Changjue shed tears and pierced his neck with a hairpin.
A handsome man jumped down the cliff with her.
In the emerald green mountain stream, the red veil on her body was lifted by the wind, and the red and piercing blood fell on her clothes, dyeing them even more colorful, and also spraying on the other person's white clothes, which was dazzling.
The man's voice was heavy, as if soaked in frost, clear and desperate, but extremely gentle,
"Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."
The man's words sounded like thunder in the ears of the palace chief.
The room was dark, and the rain was loud outside.
Gong Changjue sat up from the bed suddenly, in a cold sweat.
Subconsciously,
"Don't!"
The comb who was guarding the outside heard the sound coming from inside, and hurriedly lit the candles, and put them on several cases with candlesticks.
"Miss, are you having that nightmare again?"
Gong Changjue clutched his aching heart and gasped for breath.
Comb hurriedly poured the tea and handed it to the palace chief,
"Miss, the slave is here."
Gong Changjue forcibly tried to calm himself down, and took the teacup, but his hands couldn't stop shaking.
Lightning suddenly illuminated the pitch-black sky and the earth.
Immediately followed by a thunderclap, Gong Changjue was so frightened that his hand shook suddenly, the teacup in his hand smashed on the ground, and the tea splashed everywhere.
Comb hurriedly bent down to pick up the debris.
"Miss, it's okay, it's just thunder."
Gong Changjue's heart was beating extremely fast, and the man's deep voice still echoed in his ears over and over again,
"Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."
Her heart was beating like a drum.
After a while, the rain stopped, and the palace chief eased up a little, and said,
"What time is it?"
Comb said,
"It's the first moment."
Comb Yan propped up the window that was closed at night, and the sky outside was obviously slightly bright.
Gong Changjue got up, washed up, and combed her hair.
Gong Changjue looked at the bronze mirror, without saying a word, and the shocking scene still echoed in his mind over and over again.
Her fingers were cold, her face was pale, she dreamed back every night, and woke up in terror every night. It was her most desperate memory.
Comb said,
"Miss, Concubine Yun Guifei has given these many hairpins, but how many do you want to pick them out?"
Gong Changjue nodded and said,
"Use it."
Combing the concubine, she twisted one of the long hair of Gong Changjue into a bun. picked and chose in the big wooden box, and chose a step shake.
With smooth and white southern pearl as the pressure pendant, the hairpin on the layers of hibiscus, each place is extremely ingenious, but also extremely gentle, Ambilight, delicate carving makes the hairpin on the hibiscus like clear water out, with clear water jade dew, delicate and gorgeous.
Combing the hairpin was obliquely inserted into the hair of the palace chief, and the people in the mirror had bright eyes and bright teeth, and with the gorgeous pearl and jade background, it seemed that the complexion was much better in an instant.
Comb took out a hibiscus Huasheng of the same color, and the hairpin was in the middle of the palace chief's hair.
Combian looked at the bronze mirror and said with a smile,
"Miss must be the best-looking woman at the banquet today."
Gong Changjue looked in the mirror blankly, but did not hear Comb's words.
Someone whispered twice in her ear.
Comb said,
"Miss, Miss Cousin is here."
When the palace chief heard this, Fang Ru woke up from a dream.
Zuo Miaoqing stepped into the inner room,
"My sister looks so good today, I knew that I should have put on the cloud brocade given by Yun Guifei a few days ago."
Gong Changjue looked at Zuo Miaoqing, she was wearing a purple flowing fairy dress, which was generous and not much embellishment.
The palace chief smiled,
"Wear it and show me."
Zuo Yaoqing smiled,
"Whoever wants to wear it to you, and he is not a handsome man, and he wasted my good clothes in vain."
Gong Changjue smiled,
"It turns out that your good clothes are meant to be worn for the handsome Langjun, which is really a waste of Yun Guifei's hard work."
Zuo Yaoqing only laughed when she heard this.
After the palace chief finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong,
"You said that the clothes were given by Concubine Yun?"
Zuo Miao Qingdao,
"On the day of the feast, I went with my brother to look for you, that day you lost the smoke in the fire and entered the water, your face was very pale, there was no movement at all, I was so anxious to cry, who knew that Yun Guifei saw it, and after the imperial doctor said that you were fine, Yun Guifei summoned me, saying that she couldn't see the beauty crying, and gave a lot of tribute cloth and jade hairpin rings."
Gong Changjue frowned slightly,
"Did Concubine Yun ever have anything abnormal?"
Zuo Miao Qingdao,
"I only say that my brother is a talent, but it's a pity that Your Majesty doesn't like it, and it is a pity that he can't be an official in the court."
The concubine just sighed, and said nothing more.
Gong Changjue stared at him,
"My aunt, you haven't moved those things yet."
Zuo Miao Qingdao,
"Not yet."
The palace chief said,
"Those things, I'm afraid they are not for you, but for your brother."
The palace chief's eyes burned,
"Concubine Yun will definitely take the opportunity of the reward to tell your brother something."
Zuo Yaoqing pondered for a moment and said,
"When I go back, I will tell my brother."
Half a month ago, a mountain villa was opened in the middle of Yuanshan, only receiving literati and elegant guests, there is a stage in the villa, there is a song and water flowing, and there is also a cloud platform for poetry and painting.
Many children of the family went to hear the voice, or to be elegant, or to find poetry to match.
When the two arrived, the stage had already begun to perform, Tsing Yi had charming eyebrows and eyes, and he was also handsome and affectionate.
There were more than a dozen people sitting in the audience, discussing something.
"Although the Gong family has a reputation now, but in the end it has no official position, and I am afraid that it will decline in the future."
"It's a matter of letting the subordinates below take advantage of it, and they can temporarily take over the position of captain."
"It's said to be compassionate, who doesn't know, it's Your Majesty who is tired of the palace family, and the palace family has also prospered for nearly a hundred years, and it's time to come to an end."
"What if it falls? It's just incapable. ”
"Over the years, the palace family has fought just a few small fights, and there is no real merit, virtue is not worthy, Your Majesty can naturally distinguish, what is the use of the corpse vegetarian meal, it is better to let capable people replace it."
Zuo Miaoqing listened to everyone's words, and glanced at Gong Changjue worriedly, and Gong Changjue's face was as usual, and he said lightly,
"It's okay, melody."
Compared to the pain suffered by the Gong family in the previous life, this slander is nothing.
The two were not noticed at all.
Until I heard a gentle woman's voice,
"I really deserve to be punished, the guests arrived first, but I, the host, was late."
Everyone turned around and saw Zuo Yaoqing chuckling and smiling kindly.
And next to her, there was the main lord who was still talking about it.
Behind his back, bad things were said in front of the Lord.
Everyone stiffened and smiled reluctantly.