He is extremely careful with every step, the emperor has been in a bad mood for the past few days, and he yells at people at every turn, even he is very favored in the eyes of everyone, and he has been scolded several times. Especially last night, he stood there in a daze, too frightened to squeak, he had never seen the emperor so angry, that kind of look, he hated to cut the queen with a thousand knives.

Sleeping in the same bed for decades, he didn't even give a chance to explain, so he was beaten into the cold palace, the holy decree was issued on the same day, or Yang'an read it on his behalf, he was not young, and now he has been with the emperor for several late nights, and his memory is even more reduced, he can't remember a lot of the content of the holy decree, but he remembered a few words in a trance, and said: Reading Liu's father is illustrious, bowing for the country, so he is exempted from Liu's capital crime, but moving to the cold palace, hereby announced to the world.

The holy decree clearly stated that Liu was exempted from the death penalty, but secretly gave him death with poisoned wine. This is the royal family, and the love is not at all, but it has reached the point of being so empty and wronged.

A few days ago, the emperor and the queen were still happy, the emperor drove the Fengluan Palace from time to time, and the bed lingered almost as if it was not long ago, but in the blink of an eye, the most honorable woman in the Shangsheng Dynasty was immediately nailed to the pillar of shame, and she could not turn over forever.

The concubine fell out of favor This kind of thing Yang'an has seen a lot, in this harem, turning over his hands for clouds and covering his hands for rain, today's people, tomorrow's dusty examples of Ganges sand, too many to mention, as a eunuch who has accompanied the king for more than 20 years, Yang'an has long been accustomed to this kind of once falling out of favor, and he shouldn't be surprised now, but he just gave birth to this kind of emotion.

What surprised him was not the queen's fall from grace, but the emperor's attitude.

In addition to being surprised, there was also a hint of secret sigh, the emperor actually favored her so much.

In the inner hall of Zhenyin, a brightly lit man, the man sits on the dragon chair with vermilion lacquer and gilt, ambergris lingers in the luxurious room, mixed with simple sandalwood, the breath is long and charming, highlighting the noble and supreme identity of the man.

The jade seal is lustrous and transparent, the paper and ink on the fold are half dry, the brush is placed on the jade mountain pen shelf, the end is infected, there is no need to look at the words on the fold, only with that precious brush, and must know that the man's calligraphy is excellent. The carving is complicated, on the fine and delicate jade frame, the pen end is facing the sky, and there is a fetal hair brush tilted, this kind of brush is made of the baby's fetal hair, with a natural hair edge, soft and elastic, between the splashing of ink, it is not that ordinary people can control, only calligraphy can be free.

Since the beginning of his accession to the throne, Tang Yingchuan has been using this kind of brush to review and review the folds, and he has never changed it for more than 20 years.

Outside the window, under the washing of the drizzle, the gaudy and vulgar have faded slightly, and the fragrance is blown away by the breeze, and it is as elegant as a water lotus.

Time rewinds to many years ago, the girl has a light hand, her sleeves are like snow, she stands at the bow of the boat, points to the lotus flowers all over the lake, and smiles at him sideways, pink like a flower: "Then, you can help me draw this place, okay?" ”

"But there's no pen here."

The girl was dressed in men's clothes, and her demeanor was free and casual, and when she heard this, her eyes were bright, and the corners of her lips were smiling, and she said, "This is easy to do." She smiled like a crescent brow, "You wait." ”

The girl, disguised as a man, ran to the cabin, and in a moment she took out a pen, spread it in the palm of her hand, and put it in front of him, with the stars shining in her eyes, and said, "Look, that's not it." ”

The girl's hands are like condensation, the fragrance at the bottom of his sleeves is bursting, and the breeze invades his nose together, the light in his eyes flickered, and he quietly looked at the girl's plain white little hands, and there was no word for a while.

Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, the girl pinched the pen and turned around, her smile bloomed brighter, and said, "Do you think this pen is very chic?" ”

Naturally, he wouldn't say that he wasn't looking at the pen just now, but looking at her hand, so he had to smile and nod his head: "Well, it's really chic." ”

The girl shook the brush with a brush, her ink-colored eyes were full of flow, and there was joy between her eyebrows that could not be concealed, she curled the corners of her mouth and said: "Natural and chic, this is made of the fetal hair of this son." ”

The girl stood on the bow of the boat, her clothes were flying, in the light pink and dark green, smart and freehand, like a clear water, a different kind of moving.

"Your Majesty, the night is deep, you better rest." Yang An saw that Tang Yingshu was in a slight trance, and saw that he no longer criticized the folds, thinking that he was tired, and couldn't help but remind him in a whisper.

Tang Yingxuan came back to his senses from the past, but when he heard the words, he only said: "I'm not tired." ”

Then he took the brush from the jade frame, dipped it in some ink, opened the fold, and continued to review.

Yang An cautiously said: "Your Majesty, the dragon body is important, so let's come back tomorrow to review it, let's rest today." ”

"I've said I'm not tired!" Tang Yingzhuan frowned, and her impatience was overflowing.

Yang An didn't dare to make a sound anymore, only looked at his nose and nose and mouth, looking silent.

But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, Your Majesty, why are you suffering? No matter how much you pay for her, she can't see your good, no matter how anxious you are for her, she can't see the torture you suffer for her, your emperor, you have the world, and there are three thousand beauties in the harem, for a woman who doesn't love you, why bother?

Yang An raised his eyes, as if he wanted to look through the palace and look into the remote corner.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind also sneaked in, enveloping the fragrance of Danruo after being washed, which was elegant and fragrant, like a lotus.

The man with embroidered dragon clothes looked at him for a moment, and his heart was suddenly a little blocked, he pushed away the mountains of folds in annoyance, the jade frame was scattered, the porcelain cup fell to the ground, and when he heard the sound of jade porcelain breaking, the restlessness in his heart became worse, and after getting up and walking back and forth in the hall a few times, he opened his mouth and ordered Yang An who was dressed in eunuch clothes: "Yang An, carry the lantern," his face was expressionless, and the light in his eyes was unclear, "Follow me to the temple of partial thought." ”

At night, the lamp was like a bean, and a light rain drifted outside, accompanied by a cool wind, blowing the windows of the study ajar.

The young man who returned after entering the palace spread his sleeves and half leaned back on the chair, pinched his eyebrows, and asked, "Did she have any unusual behavior today?" ”

Xue Kai thought that Meng Hui would talk to him about what he saw when he entered the palace today, and he also brewed his own opinions in his heart, but he didn't expect Meng Hui to ask about Song Lianzhou as soon as he opened his mouth, and he couldn't help but think about his frequent distractions today, presumably thinking about her.

Xue Kai sighed slightly in his heart, and had no choice but to reply in a deep voice: "Xu Wei reported to his subordinates that Song Lianzhou was as usual today, and there was no abnormal behavior. ”

"Really?"

The young man's face was half-hidden in the candlelight, and his expression was indistinguishable.