The sky above the Forbidden City was clouded with haze for several days. It rained lightly for two days in a row. Lingering haze.

I sat on the couch and embroidered the tiger shoes in my hand. Occasionally raise your head to look at Yongyan who is flipping through a book next to her. Yongyan coughed softly occasionally. Reach out and drink the tea in the cup.

Half a day. Yongyan's casual voice sounded behind him: "You must also know about the affair between the noble man and the guard."

I nodded faintly. As if it wasn't his business: "It's all spread in the palace. The concubines also heard a little. I just don't know how something like this detrimental to royal majesty spread."

Yongyan lowered his head and flipped through the past. One glance at ten lines: "If I hadn't known it from the imperial doctor who served the nobles. I'm sure I'll be kept in the dark. If one day he really gives birth to the child in his womb; So ......"

Yongyan lowered his head and took a sip of tea. Didn't go on. After a pause, he continued: "Now I think about it, I also lost the evil obstacle in the womb of the Qiao nobleman at the beginning, and accidentally slipped the tire."

I chuckled. Reached out and scratched the other end of the thread with an embroidery needle." Emperor. It's all in the past. Besides, the clever nobles have already cut themselves. We don't have to worry about that."

"I'm not bothered. I just suddenly feel wronged by you. I want to reset you. It's still Concubine Jin." Yongyan said without being salty. It's as if I've thought about it for a long time.

I hurriedly put down my work. Blessed with a blessed body, he lowered his eyebrows and looked at Yongyan's toes. Emperor. I'm afraid that's not appropriate."

Yongyan waved his hand. He smiled and said, "If I say you're suitable, you're suitable. You gave birth to the seventh elder brother for me. Credits. I demoted you in the first place because of the noble man. Now that things are clear, you can set your identity right."

I nodded silently. The emperor pulled me into his arms. Gently pinching my nose. He said lovingly: "I just like the way you look. Don't fight, don't grab. Not arrogant or impatient. I watched the seventh elder brother get more and more white and chubby day by day, and I was also happy. Look at his eyes and nose like me."

I let out a faint laugh. His eyes glanced at Mian Xin, who was sleeping peacefully in the arms of his nursing mother. Mian Xin is different from other children. Don't cry or make a fuss. Sleep when you are full every day. The silence is pitiful. When you grow up, will you be as gentle as jade like Brother Lu?

Because it is the second time to be a concubine. Just get rid of all the red tape. However, there is an endless stream of people who come to the palace to give gifts. Since the birth of Mian Chen. There are no gifts in the warehouse of Qiancuiyuan. Suddenly, I saw the iris beside the crescent moon. I don't know how the new moon is going when I think about it.

Walking on the way to Chuxiu Palace. The drizzling rain suddenly became heavier. The rain was terrifying. The thunder roared incessantly. The fleur behind her is holding the umbrella in her hand hard. lest it be blown away by a strong wind.

Just walked to see the palace. Then I saw a figure holding an umbrella in the courtyard. If you look closely, it's a crescent moon. An umbrella in the crescent moon covers herself. The umbrella in the other hand covered a jar of open October chrysanthemums. Oil-paper umbrella thin. There is no power to fight such a storm. She's already covered in rain.

I was anxiously reproached, "Okay. What's going on. Could it be that this flower is more important than the body?"

Crescent's thin goose-yellow midcoat is already soaking wet. The bun on his head was beaten by the rain. His face was pale. Standing with a glazed gaze. As if this rain has nothing to do with itself.

The green lotus beside Xinyue walked to my side and said helplessly: "Enguiren has been standing for two hours. No one can persuade them to leave."

I stood in the rain and raised my voice to let her into the house. But the crescent moon seemed to be empty. I took the crescent moon's hand and dragged it back. The crescent moon shook off my hand. The oil-paper umbrella in his hand was swept away by the wind. She left her other umbrella still covered by the October chrysanthemum.

The new moon timidly explained: "Where can the soft and weak body of the chrysanthemum withstand the storm. If it is damaged by rain. It's a shame that it won't bloom next year."

Look at the thin shape of the crescent moon. My heart is getting more and more distressed. Gently put his arm around Crescent's skinny shoulders." Good sister. Let's go back first. Do you know what it means to be thinner than a yellow flower? You have to know that you are weaker than this October chrysanthemum. You have to protect yourself. Take care of yourself."

The two lines of tears of the crescent moon slowly fell. I took her back into the temple. Tell the green lotus to prepare ginger soup for the crescent moon. Take the quiet and soothing clothes from the hands of the green lotus. She sat down with the crescent moon and began to wipe her hair and change her clothes.

I wiped my hair for the crescent. He said again: "The bones of the body itself are weak. If you get cold, you'll be sinned again. Remember to drink your medicine when you go back."

The crescent moon had an inexplicable sadness in her eyes. Looking out the window at the heavy rain. Said lightly: "What do you do with medicine. He was cured. It can't be cured. Such a life. It's better to die."

A few words came out of the crescent moon's mouth. My heart trembled. He stopped his hand tremblingly. Tears fell silently on Crescent Moon's wet hair. The crescent moon wasn't supposed to belong here. She is a proud and free woman on the prairie. Dare to love and hate. Now he is locked in a cage with the walls of this harem. I don't know when it's due. Perhaps. Lifetime.

I suppressed the sadness in my heart. As if comforting, he said, "New Moon. People sometimes don't just live for themselves. Think about the people you love. And people who love you. Do you still have the courage to die?"

Xinyue laughed dismally: "If the concubine's self-determination will not affect the family. I'm afraid I'm already on the Yellow Springs Road. If it can be born like a summer flower. How good it would be to die like autumn leaves. How I want to go home."

I reached out and wiped the tears from Crescent's face. Crescent paused. Glanced up at me." I don't have the emperor in my heart. So I don't want to get along with him. Again. He won't have me in his heart. A man has no you in his heart. How can you capture his heart?"

I silently put on clean clothes for the new moon. From Jane to the green calyx to the crescent. I've seen through life and death. See through all people's emotions. Love and hatred are imprisoned in this bustling Forbidden City.

Thunder outside the window. There was a thunderclap in the Forbidden City. Buried all the silent crying. All the haze will be washed away by this heavy rain.

The crescent moon stood by the door, staring at the door, the pot of October chrysanthemums. It was crumbling under the ravages of the storm. I only understood the moment I passed by the side. It turns out that the fate of the new moon has been like this October chrysanthemum. I'm like that umbrella protecting the crescent moon. But she still can't avoid the end of withering. Because she doesn't belong here.