"Wu Yuehan!"

Suddenly shouted angrily, Nalan Cheng raised his hand, and slammed the wine jug in his hand on the cliff, and immediately there was a crisp sound, with a mellow smell of wine, Wu Yuehan saw it, his eyes were red, and he was obviously angry.

"Good, good! I'm not going to poke you in the heart anymore. But what I really want to know is that you were chased by the emperor's ambush and almost died, does Concubine Jin know about this? ”

If he knew, would he forgive the emperor?

Wu Yuehan was curious about this matter, but Nalan Cheng didn't want to think about it, he suddenly turned around, he had always been as handsome as a spring breeze, but at this moment, there was a kind of crazy hatred, "Wu Yuehan, you dare to say more, believe it or not, I'll kill you now?!" ”

Between the fingers of his hand, he didn't know when he grabbed a flying knife, wiped his ears and slashed it off, Wu Yuehan only felt a cold neck, raised his hand and touched it, a few strands of hair floated down between his palms, he was stunned for a moment, he was almost mad, "Nalan City, do you know what's good?" If I don't save you, you don't even know how you died! Have you forgotten that my grave was still picked up by me? ”

On the day of his burial, Wu Yuehan kept his promise to open his grave, and he would be in a state of suspended animation and resurrected him.

That night, the pill he gave to Nalan City was a fake death medicine that would make people unable to see the real and the false.

"However, I didn't expect that the consequence of this would be to kill my father."

There was a sudden scream in his throat, he was a dignified man, he actually took a few steps back unsteadily, and almost fell into the cliff behind him, Wu Yuehan was busy pulling him, it was enough, "No one wants this to happen." ”

On the day when Nalan City came back from the dead, Nalan Mingzhu just took his breath, so coincidentally, he didn't have time to explain the truth at all, "But fortunately, your little aunt gave birth to a younger brother for you, named Nalan Ming." ”

Wu Yuehan let go of the man who was almost out of control, and he didn't know what kind of mentality he was in, so he added this sentence again, and then, a sharp light flew over, he was startled, hurriedly turned sideways, and flew out with a roar, "bang", nailed to the trunk of the tree behind him, and shook the snow.

There were some snow particles falling from the tree to his neck, Wu Yuehan shrunk his neck, the snow particles melted, and the whole person was not good.

"It's so cool!"

In the winter, the snow in the neck is followed by ice, isn't it cold?

At this time, Nalan Cheng slowly calmed down, his eyes raised, stared at the man, exhaled deeply, and said in a deep voice, "Today's matter, I hope you don't mention it again in the future!" ”

Kicking the shattered bottle slag in the ground, he twisted himself away. Wu Yuehan frowned and looked at his back, exhaled and said, "When I am willing to save you?" If it weren't for the fact that she cared about you, I wouldn't bother to care about your life or death! ”

In the end, the flask in his hand was also thrown up and fell into the snow.

Nalan Cheng thought of the woman named Mu Chun. A long time ago, it was the four beautiful maids beside him, but now, he helped his father give birth to the only descendant of the Nalan family in the eyes of outsiders.

He Nalan City, I think in the eyes of the world, has long been turned into a wisp of soul, I don't know what to rely on!

At the end of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he turned over and entered the former Nalan Mansion, where there were very few people, only the lights were on in the main courtyard. There was a woman under the lamp, slowly beating the infant child, singing a lullaby "Yi Ya Ya".

The death of the father and son of the Nalan family one after another also hit her too hard.

Mu Chun didn't like Nalan Mingzhu to scatter all the family wealth, just to save Nalan City without leaving a way out for their mother and son, but when Nalan and his son all returned to Xishan, and when they really left all the family property, Mu Chun felt that the whole person was so empty that it had no meaning.

If you can't even keep your own man, what else can you do?

Nalan City stepped on the snow, and the gentle "crunch" sound at his feet slowly converged into an extremely melodious winter night overture.

He had just stared at the window for a moment, when an exclamation suddenly sounded behind him, and he looked back and saw that it was a former subordinate in the mansion, looking at him with a ghostly expression.

He smiled faintly, and his voice was ethereal as if it came from nine days away, "It's the New Year, go home and take a look." ”

"Mother" shouted, the subordinate dropped the thing in his hand, and rushed away, Na Bancheng pursed his lips and paused, and flew away. And the news of the ghosts appearing at night in Nalan Mansion spread throughout Nalan Mansion within a moment.

By the time the first day of the Lunar New Year dawned, almost everyone in the capital knew about it.

"It's impossible."

In Qianyuan Palace, Emperor Jingyuan got up, his cold eyes were cold, with a faint anger, "People can't be resurrected after death." I don't believe that there will be an accident in Nalan City! ”

Shaking off Concubine Hui who was waiting, he strode out.

At the time of the New Year's Festival, if the queen is alive, the emperor will definitely go to the queen's palace, but now that the queen is no longer there, he went back to the Qianyuan Palace by himself, and after thinking about it, the imperial concubines and concubines are all pregnant, so he called Concubine Hui to come.

However, on this night, the Jingshifang did not record any case files, which also means that the two imperial concubines were not together.

But when I heard such a ghost thing early in the morning, the good mood of the year immediately followed badly.

Got rid of Concubine Hui and went out, the emperor was about to walk outside the palace, and Manager Liang hurriedly stopped, "Your Majesty, it's cold today, is the emperor going out of the palace?" ”

The warmth in his hand quickly shook it away and put it on for the emperor, Emperor Jingyuan pinched his eyebrows and stood in the snow for a long time before he asked unexpectedly, "Liang Shi, do people always feel uncomfortable when they do something wrong?" ”

When he asked this, Manager Liang was stunned, and he didn't know how to answer, so he pursed his lips and said nothing. The Emperor sighed, "That's it." The Buddhist hall in the palace, let's take a walk with me. ”

In the palace, there was a Jingci Hall in the palace of Concubine De, and later, within half a year of the disappearance of the concubine, the emperor built another Buddhist hall and named it Linglong Hall.

Linglong Hall doesn't sound like the name of a Buddhist hall, but if the emperor wants to, no one can control it.

When you enter the Linglong Hall, you will be greeted by cigarettes. There are several plainly dressed eunuchs and palace maids cleaning here, and in the middle of the hall is Guanyin Bodhisattva who rescues suffering.

The emperor entered the door, and the great eunuch in the exquisite hall invited the incense candles that had just been lit to the emperor's hands, and Emperor Jingyuan knelt on the thick futon, chanting words in his mouth, as if he was paying tribute to someone, and the chief steward of Liang was old and couldn't hear it too clearly, but then the little pill suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the legs that fell under his feet were weak.

"Division...... Master. ”

He shouted in a low voice, gently pulling the corner of Manager Liang's clothes, Manager Liang glanced at him, slowly followed outward, and asked him, "What's the matter?" ”

Xiao Maruko's face was ugly, "Master, the emperor is ...... Did the master hear what he was talking about? ”

"No, I don't. Master, I was dazzled and couldn't hear clearly. ”

Pointing to his ears and smiling, Mr. Liang said, "When people reach such an age, it's hard to listen to anything." ”

"No, master, this, this is ......"

The little eunuch was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, he wanted to say it directly, but he didn't dare. If you don't say it, you always feel terrified.

People always think that if they share more secrets, there will be more people who share them for themselves, but they never thought that the first person who dies is always the first to learn the secret.

Seeing that he was so anxious that he couldn't speak, Manager Liang was really curious, "What the hell is going on?" ”

At that time, Nishimiya.

Jin Yan opened her eyes on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and there were rows of palace maids and eunuchs waiting in front of her, all dressed in new clothes, waiting for her to sleep with a happy face.

She was suddenly startled and asked a little overwhelmed, "What's wrong?" Why are they all here? ”

Heren pursed his lips and said: "Niangniang, slave maid, etc., I wish Niangniang a New Year's favorite, happiness and health." ”

When the words fell, his knees were bent, and he smiled and asked the master for a New Year's red envelope. Jin Yan twitched his mouth speechlessly, and couldn't help but laugh and scolded, "You greedy for money, you should not spoil all the people here in this palace." ”

Xiao Hezi also happily followed the example, and said a basket of auspicious words, saying that the master was happy, and immediately agreed, "Xiu'er, go and take out the individual money you saved before, and see how much is left." ”

She wandered for half a year, not in the palace, but forgot to take inventory of her small coffers.

Xiu'er reluctantly went with a smile, and came back after a while, with a strong face with New Year's greetings, and said to the master, "Niangniang, there are more than a thousand taels." ”

More than a thousand taels?

Jin Yan was stunned and said in surprise, "That's all there is left?" ”

She remembered that there were a lot of them.

"Niangniang, when you were not in the palace, you did a lot of ...... outside"

Xiu'er said a word, Jin Yan understood everything, pursed her lips slightly, and she nodded, "It's okay." Count how many people there are, count one of them, and distribute them evenly to the palace. ”

She is really generous here, but the nuren was in a hurry, and immediately preemptively said, "Niangniang, you have sent it all, what should you do if you want to use it later?" According to the slave maid, the meaning of one person sending one or two halves is forgotten. ”

Just to ask for a good New Year's luck, don't you really want to ask the master for silver flowers?

"What do you know? As soon as the palace is spoken, what is given is given. When the money is gone, you can earn it again. Besides, there is no shortage of silver flowers in this palace right now. ”

Continuing to let Xiu'er share the silver outside, Jin Yan's heart was cold, but his face was not obvious, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Heren bit his lip and stared helplessly, and it was not good to snatch the silver that Xiu'er had distributed.

In the end, there are so many people in the palace, and they will still have to be managed in the future.

"Okay, the mother has her own measure. Just hold it and have fun. ”

Xiao Kazuko divided the silver and handed one of them to her, and said angrily, "Anyway, it's not your money that will be spent!" ”

Don't be in vain, take it over, and was about to store it, when Xiu'er, who was counting the silver next to her, screamed violently, her hand trembled, and the whole bag of silver fell to the ground.