Quietly listening to the whispering voice in the hall, Wei Guifei's low anger, Wu Si's flustered but forcibly calm reply, the corner of Pei Zhenwan's mouth raised a playful smile.

If you want to stop and avoid the limelight, I'm afraid you won't be able to do what you want.

Walking slowly and leisurely all the way to the bedroom, looking at the busy palace people entering and leaving the east hall of Penglai Palace, Pei Zhenwan stopped and watched quietly for a long time. The hands and feet of those palace people are very nimble, and the curtains used by the four princes can be set up in only a quarter of an hour. The careful palace maids wiped the flowers and leaves around the dormitory one by one with a rag dipped in water to prevent any mosquitoes from remaining. The veils on the window ridges have been folded several times, which not only isolates the external wind, sand, mosquitoes and flies, but also does not hinder the reflection of sunlight.

Pei Zhenwan's heart was a little light, the four princes were here, and they could finally live a good life.

Maybe it's a blessing or a curse for their mother and son. If it was really a disaster, she would have to fight all she had to ensure that they were safe in the future.

After gently pushing the door back to the room, Wan Xiuyun hid in the room. After the birth of the fourth prince, she also had a good fortune once while Emperor Chen was happy. It's just that His Majesty still hasn't made a will, and the decoction of the Inner Servant Province has also been sent over without delay, and she is pitiful for the daughter of a wealthy merchant in Luodu, and she has become an innocent maid in this Penglai Palace.

Xu is in response to the folk saying, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a maid. This Emperor Chen of the Later Han Dynasty and the Southern Expedition to Shu was such a fun-loving person in Neifu.

It is no wonder that he easily accepted Cao Gang's battle report that year.

Thinking about it here, Wan Xiuyun over there seemed to be startled by her who suddenly pushed the door in, and couldn't help but panic and hide something behind her, Pei Zhenwan looked at it with big eyes, it seemed to be a book.

Originally, reading a book in the room was not a strange thing, but the good ones suddenly wanted to hide, which aroused curiosity.

Wan Xiuyun's face was ruddy, his hands were behind his back, and he said in a panic: "My sister came back from outside the palace so soon." ”

Pei Zhenwan stepped forward and couldn't help but smile sideways: "What you say, it sounds like you don't want me to come back." ”

"No, no, no," Wan Xiuyun was so shocked that both hands were withdrawn from behind him, and he waved again and again, "How could I not want you to go back, just thinking that it will take some time to get in and out." ”

Pei Zhenwan quietly watched the girl's expression flicker, it was unusual, if people wanted to hide something, they would definitely make another move of three hundred taels of silver here. Pei Zhenwan shook her head, leaned over, and glanced at the scattered books behind her.

No, the page that I vaguely scanned was not dense text, but a picture.

Pei Zhenwan's heart sank, and she took two steps and bent down to pick up the book, but Wan Xiuyun almost used all her strength to hold it down, and almost her body was completely attached to the side of the couch.

This moment has truly verified Pei Zhenwan's suspicions.

It doesn't constitute a book, it's thin and more like a booklet, and on the scattered paper, there is a picture of the Spring Palace!

"No need to cover it, I can see it."

Wan Xiuyun's hand couldn't help but freeze, and her head was almost buried in her neck, the shame after being seen through made her feel as if she was sitting naked indoors at the moment.

Famous ladies in the world, who would have the leisure to look at the spring palace picture, this kind of pickled stuff!

Pei Zhenwan couldn't help but sigh, in the years she had been in the Jade Pavilion, she had naturally seen these things. Although Yujin Pavilion is a Maiko venue, it is not a flower street willow market in the actual sense. But there will be some dancing girls who don't mind, so in the boudoir, they sing and dance with those dignitaries and nobles.

Cloth solution gold powder royal, column map Chen pillow Zhang; The plain girl is my teacher, and her demeanor is full of all directions. This kind of thing is a common plaything between the hooks.

It's just that Rao is Pei Zhenwan is well-informed, and she is also a little shocked and embarrassed at the moment. How could a good daughter of the Wan family find such a thing, hide in the room and watch when no one is around, and abandon the upbringing she has learned since childhood, is it just to get closer to Emperor Chen.

Pei Zhenwan couldn't help but shake her head, a concubine is not as good as a maid, and a maid is not as good as a prostitute.

Gently stretched out his hand and pulled out the thing, Wan Xiuyun's hand pressed on it was already weak.

"Okay, how did you get this, if the palace is detected, you will be expelled."

Wan Xiuyun was a little sad and ashamed, biting her lower lip and holding back the tears of humiliation in her eyes, she was entangled, and finally said with hatred: "I have no choice but to try." ”

"If the sword goes sideways, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not hurt yourself, you have not yet reached a desperate situation, and you don't have to be in such a hurry." Pei Zhenwan only felt a trace of regret.

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm just ...... There are so many women in the palace, and there are many ladies who are gentle, gentle, and well-read, and I am just a novelty for His Majesty. Wan Xiuyun's eyes were filled with tears, but his face gradually became resolute, "I can't be so passive, I must be the only one in the palace to have a future." I naturally know that this is a self-surrendering identity, but my current identity is nothing in the palace. ”

Pei Zhenwan looked at this stubborn girl suddenly, the environment she was in was naturally not smooth, and the result she asked for could not be called delusional, but the more such a seemingly reasonable demand, the more obsessive it would be. Obsession is to become more and more unscrupulous, knowing that it cannot be done.

"Xiuyun, I can't persuade you anything, it's just that it's difficult to do it in the deep palace, since you have thrown in, there will be decades in the future, so you can do it yourself."

Wan Xiuyun seemed to understand a little, but she didn't seem to understand, she only calmed her face, thinking very hard, and muttered: "I know, the concubine has abandoned me, and I am of little use to her." In this world, if I don't help myself, who else? ”

Pei Zhenwan listened quietly, her fingers rubbing the slightly ground paper velvet on the cover of the album. If people do not do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, this proverb that originally Buddhism taught the world to cultivate virtue and maintain health, but when it reaches the people, it will become that people are not for their own selfish desires, so it will be intolerable by heaven and earth.

"Sister, you are so resourceful, can you help me, help me get His Majesty's edict, even if I am no longer a palace concubine who has no grace, lives in a corner, and is cold to death, as long as I can become the master, so that they no longer dare to despise my mother, I will be satisfied."

A trace of compassion appeared on Pei Zhenwan's face, she looked at the light of luck in Wan Xiuyun's eyes, and replied lightly: "You won't be willing to do this." ”

The head with hope slowly lowered, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed at himself: "Sure enough, it's just me." ”

Wan Xiuyun took a breath, smiled reluctantly, stretched out his hand and took the Spring Palace album, walked to the copper basin on the side, took the flint, and ordered it quietly: "Sister, don't worry, this thing is forbidden in the palace, I will burn it." ”

The orange flame ignited, jumping and rolling up the album, the long frame above the copper basin, the vase and the girl's silent and resolute face, under the reflection of the firelight, twisted and floated, making people feel like another space. Until the light of the fire gradually weakened and subsided, and finally turned into stars, the confetti that had been burned slowly floated up in the basin, and then slowly fell back into the basin like a feather, and the last trace turned to ashes.