Chapter 8: Into the Picture
"Humph!" Yu Guifei was secretly annoyed again, after the slut died, she had never dreamed of her, tonight she actually dreamed that she crawled out of the pile of dead people, walked to her bedside and strangled her to death, and cut off her head and threw it next to San Lang, San Lang was criticizing and folding, and when he saw her head, he didn't even look at it, so he walked over and picked up the slut and kissed it, it was a ghost, she kept shouting, but she watched her San Lang beat the slut to the bed, and then, she saw a large piece of blood spilled on the veilThe woman behind the veil turned her head and smiled at her, and the smile was so strange that it woke her up.
She shivered, smashed the teacup to the ground, the ground was covered with red carpets, she saw the red carpet and remembered the blood in her dream, grabbed Zhong Mengquan and said, "Hurry up and replace this carpet for the palace, immediately!" ”
Zhong Mengquan gave Concubine Yu a good breath, and at the same time called the minions outside to come in and lift the red carpet, "The minions don't sleep tonight, stay with Niangniang here, Niangniang take a break quickly, you have to raise your spirits, and you will come to Niangniang to say goodbye to Niangniang tomorrow." ”
Concubine Yu Guifei was waited by Zhong Mengquan to lie down, and after hearing this, she couldn't help but sneer again, "Every day when I see this group of warblers and warblers dangling in front of this palace, this palace has a headache, how can I still have a good mood!" ”
"The slave tells the truth, which palace master can compare to the bright and moving Niangniang, the slave always looks, His Majesty's good to the Niangniang is not comparable to any palace, why should the Niangniang be sad because of this."
After hearing this, Concubine Yu felt better, but the nightmare kept haunting her heart, making her no longer sleepy.
The palace is lit up all night.
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Siyu stood outside the bed and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, yesterday the side concubine got up early, but there was no concubine to ask for peace, today the side concubine slept deeply, she called a few times and didn't move, I didn't want to come to a concubine, said to say goodbye to the side concubine.
There was a sound of footsteps, it turned out to be Siwei who was waiting for tea outside, and he didn't see anyone come out for a long time, so he came in to take a look, "Didn't I ask you to come and wait for the side concubine to change clothes, hasn't the side concubine woken up yet?" ”
Siyu hesitated, "The side concubine slept too deeply, I called several times." After speaking, I heard some noise in the bed, and after a while, there was a slightly hoarse voice from the side concubine, "What's wrong?" ”
Siwei replied, "Concubine Fang, there is a concubine outside who claims to be in the painting, saying that she wants to say goodbye to Concubine Fang." ”
Chu Lianruo was silent for a while, for some reason she had a good night's sleep last night, and she woke up late today, she asked the two maids to serve her to wash and dress, and it took some time to get it ready. Walking to the outer hall, I saw a woman in purple sitting at the bottom of the head, and after seeing her, she got up and saluted her with a smile, "I have seen the side concubine in the painting." ”
Chu Lianruo walked to the main seat and sat down, bowing her head towards the painting, "I'm sleeping, so I'm up late, so I'll keep you waiting, sister." ”
Zhuhua smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I didn't live in the palace yesterday, otherwise I would have come to ask the princess for peace." When he laughed into the painting, his eyes were crooked, giving people a harmless feeling, and he was looking at Chu Lianruo for a moment, Chu Lianruo looked at each other, and the two of them didn't know what they were thinking.
Chu Lianruo's thought was very simple, she listened to the sound of the painting, and the more she listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she didn't know what was wrong.