"I'll bandage you."

Quietly clarified An Ge's wound, then soaked the medicine cloth with the potion, stuck it on the wound, and wrapped it in a circle, An Ge cooperated very obediently, staring at the quietly, and did not move away for a long time.

"Maybe the emperor is right, you seem to be good."

"It's just that I've learned a little before, and I can still handle it by bandaging wounds."

Quietly tied the medicinal cloth and persuaded An Ge to stop playing with these carvings, and his hands should rest for at least a day to allow the wound to heal, otherwise when it was time for the state banquet, he would not be able to touch the water.

"I'll pack up my things in a while, I'm going to the Tai Hospital." She quietly took a step back, and was about to go in to pack her things when An Ge stopped her.

"Maybe there's nothing urgent about burning your eyebrows at the hospital, you should finish listening to a story before leaving." An Ge squinted his eyes and threw the carving knife aside, looking at the quiet back.

"Listen to a story?"

Quietly stopped, turned his eyes, didn't know what story An Ge was going to tell him, he seemed to be a person who had stories but couldn't tell them.

"Sit down, it won't waste too much of your time." An Ge gestured to the seat next to him.

"Okay then."

I quietly looked at the sky, it's still early, and it doesn't hurt to go back to the hospital later, but I don't know what story An Ge is going to tell?

Walking in the chair beside An Ge, An Ge opened his mouth.

"There was once a woman named Ruohuan, she was born in a fish and rice township, a beautiful place, three autumn laurels, a place of ten miles of lotus, that place is called Jiangnan, Ruohuan is beautiful and incomprehensible, gentle with indifference, happy and complaining, unable to let people see through her at a glance, her inner quality makes people pity, plus just the right Lingling and elegant smile, let her become a generation of beauty."

The woman depicted by An Ge, who lives in Jiangnan, does not seem to have any necessary connection with the palace, and it seems that he really wants to make up a story for her.

"She was elected to the palace at the age of fourteen, and she was overwhelmed by the crowd, and she became the enviable favorite concubine, because she was clean and unconventional, so the emperor built a pavilion called Yayuan."

"Where do I live now?"

Quietly felt that these two sentences were to the point, the story he seemed to be telling was related to the legend of the haunting of Yayuan in the palace?

"The architectural style of Yayuan is to imitate the Jiangnan water town built, which can relieve her homesickness every day, she prefers green bamboo, planted a large bamboo forest around Yayuan, here, she gave birth to two princes for the emperor, the eldest son Cheng, was made the prince, she was canonized as a concubine, but she did not want to leave the place of Yayuan, overnight ......"

An Ge grabbed the arm of the chair, his eyes looked quietly, and a deep red seeped into his eyes.

"It was also a winter night, it was very cold and dark, and the garden suddenly caught fire!"

"Fire?"

Originally, the story was well told, but why did it suddenly catch fire, and he quietly took a deep breath, feeling that An Ge's expression was full of pain, and his voice trembled slightly.

"The fire burned very fast, very quickly, surrounded by dry bamboo forests, there was no way to save them, the smell of kerosene, piercing people's noses, she was holding the youngest child, crying out in the fire, she asked them to save her, save her child, said that her son Cheng, was still trapped in his room."

"Who went to save them?" Quietly and urgently.

"No, the fire burned for half an hour before people rushed to put it out, but it was too late, and it was burned to ashes."

The red in An Ge's eyes deepened, and he looked away, as if unwilling to quietly discover his sadness.

Quietly glared at An Ge and asked urgently.

"Are they all dead? All three of them, mother and son, were burned to death? ”

"No, there was one that survived, her youngest son, and the moment the beam fell, she threw him out, and she fell under the beam, and the child also broke a leg, but he held his life."

"Ange?"

Quietly widened his eyes, and suddenly realized a problem, this story has been told from the beginning to the present, it is clearly a fact, An Ge is talking about his mother and his experience......

"Your legs ......"

Quietly her gaze fell on An Ge's lap, she was sure that she had guessed correctly, An Ge was the child who survived, the woman and the prince who were burned to death, his mother and brother, such a cruel fact, from the mouth of a person who has experienced it, how desolate it feels.

"When she threw him out, she said a word, she let him live well, a happy ordinary person."

A happy ordinary person, that's why he obviously has a noble identity, but he would rather just be an ordinary person, An Ge, is the child who broke his leg.

An Ge looked around intently, as if he didn't care about quietly guessing something.

"After rebuilding here, it is difficult to find the original feeling, she is no longer there, and she doesn't even want to stay in this palace, the fire freed her, but he was the only one left."

There's no next, let's take a look at something else

She can only be you

Although An Ge did not explain the cause of the fire and who set it up, it can be quietly felt from his tone that this fire is not accidental.

A woman who has been favored by heaven has given birth to two princes in succession, and the eldest son has been made the crown prince, how can she not provoke the jealousy of the concubines? Although she wants to stay out of the matter, she is still involved in the cruel strife of the harem.

It didn't matter who the person who planned the fire was, perhaps she had already been executed, or had lost the last bit of brilliance with the death of the Emperor.

But this fire changed Ange's fate and made him look down on everything.

"The child followed her words, hoping to be a happy ordinary person, but happiness, it was really hard to find, nightmares, pain, fear grew up with him, although he found countless self-confessed pleasures, but still could not be happy, the surface of self-satisfaction, but could not hide the emptiness in his heart, he had wanted to give up life countless times, but in the fire, she pushed him out, the only request, is to let him live well......"

It is also difficult for him to live well.

The flattery, flattery, suspicion and framing of the palace made him disgusted with everything here, he lived a very decadent life, he was cooking, he experienced the hardship, in carving, looking for fun, but other than that, he was still an unhappy person, until one day, he met her......"

In the dark night, he swore that if he could meet a woman he wanted to have, he would not make her like Ruohuan, lonely and helpless, and he would protect her at all costs, but unfortunately the woman in his life never appeared...... This is the Royal Palace, a place where true love is impossible. ”

An Ge's words made him quietly a little frustrated, this is the truth, the mother values the status, the palace maids value the power, and it is really difficult to want a true love.

"Perhaps, the love here will always be diluted by interests and power." Quietly answered.

But An Ge's gaze did not shy away from looking at Quietly, and there was a light in his eyes that made Quietly incomprehensible.

"But he still found it, she was stubborn, persistent, unwilling to admit defeat, even in the worst case, he didn't say to give up, he admired her, admired her, he saw in her what he had been pursuing, but he couldn't get it, so he wanted to make his dream a reality."

Suddenly, as if realizing something, she hurriedly got up from her chair.

"A dream is a dream, how can it become a reality?" I smiled quietly, but I smiled a little unnaturally.

"Anything is possible if you work hard."

An Ge also stood up excitedly, Xu had been sitting for a long time, and the sick leg was faintly painful, so he had to bend down and beat gently.

"Are you alright?" Asked quietly in a low voice.

"Physical ailments don't matter, you know, what do I care about?"

He didn't see approval and acquiescence on his quiet face, he was frustrated, he had been trying to turn his dream into reality, to make her his woman, for this goal, he was even ready to leave the palace, to leave this cage that would suffocate him, but she seemed unwilling to accept it.

"Ange, sometimes...... Things are not as simple as you seem on the surface, maybe her persistence, stubbornness, unyielding, and those traits are all for a certain purpose, and you have to stick to it, maybe she is not as beautiful as it seems, the Spring Festival, everything is just an illusion, so please don't do anything for her? Don't do anything, resume your original life, maybe one morning, when you open your eyes, she will be like a gust of wind in the window, drifting by, and then disappearing. ”

What she whispered is not a lie, she is not Li Chunxiang, it is impossible to stay in the palace with this identity, let alone Xiao Qiao, she is Miss Chu Si of Qingzhou, a woman who is burdened with a crime and runs away from the four books, if her uncle's case is clarified, she will return to Qingzhou, if everything is in vain, she is destined to be a fugitive who can't tell her life.

She has no intention of provoking anyone, let alone incurring a love debt, so at this time, she must quickly cut through the mess and let An Ge die of this heart.

"Disappear?"

An Ge frowned, repeating the whispered words in confusion.

"Yes, a person who will disappear sooner or later, so please forget the Thirteenth Prince."

Quietly took a step back, walked to the room, and walked to the bed, she absentmindedly rolled up the futon, folding her clothes little by little, but the words of Ange were ringing in her ears.

He is a man with a painful experience and pity, but unfortunately she can't give this pity, because she is also a wandering, rootless, and even dangerous person, the fate of the thirteenth prince is already miserable enough, and she should not add new wounds to his old wounds that have not yet healed.

After packing up her clothes, she quietly turned around and saw An Ge standing at the door, looking at her lonely.

"If you want power and wealth, I can fight for the queen mother, after all, I am still a prince, I can have my own palace, heaven and earth, and house slaves." He whispered.

"If you know me, you should know that that's not what I want."

He replied in a low voice, hung his head, and wanted to walk out of the door, but An Ge blocked the way.

"Ange?" Quietly raised her head, her expression was very embarrassed, she had finished listening to the story, it was time to go back.

"If you don't want this, I can take you out of the palace, get out of here, find a small mountain village, although my legs are not good, but I can also do some rough work, if you can't buy a craft, my carving is very good, I will definitely be able to make a living." An Ge continued.

"I said, don't do this for me, I'm not worth it."

Quietly her eyes were red, a man who was willing to give up everything for her, Miss Chu Si was difficult to find even if she was wearing a lantern, but unfortunately she couldn't ask for it, and she couldn't afford it, and people who were related to her would be implicated once the facts were revealed.

"You should find a good woman, continue to pursue your dreams, and be a happy ordinary person, that is not difficult." After whispering this, he lowered his head, pushed An Ge away, and strode out.

An Ge stood by the door, his eyes shining in annoyance.

"But she can only be you, Li Chunxiang."

"Li Chunxiang?"

These three words made her spine cold and hard, and she had to stop her steps, slowly turn around, and say word by word, "This name won't stay in your memory for long, Thirteen Princes." ”

"Don't call me the Thirteenth Prince!" An Ge was a little annoyed, he picked up something and threw it on the ground, his expression was extremely depressed, this was the only moment he couldn't pretend to be happy in so many years.

You have to go

Although An Ge was very annoyed, he quietly walked out of Yayuan with his back straight, no matter what, she would not look back, the pain at the moment was temporary for An Ge, after a long time, he would forget this woman named Li Chunxiang.

Standing outside the elegant garden, he quietly sniffed hard, suppressing the grief in his heart little by little.

"An Ge, I will leave the palace, and I hope you will try to be a happy person as much as before."

returned to the Tai Hospital, quietly put down her luggage, and went directly to the Imperial Fragrance Room, according to the decision of Gonggong Chen and the Monk Medical Supervisor, she is now the highest supervisor of the Imperial Fragrance Room, and directly serves this state banquet.

Lord Zhou Jiren, the former mention of the Imperial Fragrance Room, is below her, so Lord Zhou has been gloomy and depressed since the beginning of the morning.

As soon as I stepped into the door of the incense room, I felt that the atmosphere was different.

"Master Lee."

Zhou Jiren stood aside with a pale face, he looked like he was in his fifties, with a beard that was half long and not short, Zhou Jiren hung his head, and he was unconvinced, how many years did he endure in Zhou Jiren before he sat in the position of the imperial incense room, but at this time he had to obey the instructions of a little girl, how could he be comfortable?

"Chunxiang, there are still a lot of things I don't understand, and I have to ask Lord Zhou for advice in the future."

Quietly, I don't dare to just enter this door, I am arrogant, there are more than a dozen officials here, and there are more than a dozen perfumers who work, if Zhou Jiren takes the lead and does it against her, this job is really a bit difficult to start.

"How dare Zhou, since Master Li can be nominated by the emperor to be sent to the Tai Hospital, and have the final say in the Imperial Fragrance Room, it is not for nothing."

Zhou Jiren's words were sour, the corners of his mouth moved at least three times, he glanced at the quietly, and continued to pretend to be respectful.

"Lord Li, the spices sent by Chu Jing'an, the king of spices in Qingzhou, have arrived in the capital, and the marquis is at the side gate of the palace, whether the spices are of the highest quality, whether they meet the requirements of the palace, and ask Lord Li to look at them one by one and make a decision."

After Zhou Jiren said this, he secretly raised his eyebrows, pinched his beard with his fingers, and showed a cunning look, a teenage girl, even if she knows a little about spices, how much can she understand? If you really want to distinguish the quality of spices, you don't have a few years of effort, and I'm afraid you can only know some fur.

This time, Zhou Jiren decided to let Li Chunxiang go to the test, he took people to watch the excitement, and waited for this woman to look foreign.

No matter what, Zhou Jiren has to vent this evil breath in his heart, so that everyone can see that this Li Chunxiang is not qualified to be the director of the Imperial Fragrance Room.

"Chu Jing'an?"