Slightly lifted the thin quilt on his body, and a cold wind came in. The Queen Mother was unmoved, and her brows did not frown: "It is easy for the mourning family to show you a way to settle down, and it will help you win the sacred heart, but it is difficult to be favored once." ”

It's more like saying it to herself, the Queen Mother's tone has been a little dusty for a long time, and it seems to be as astringent as yesterday still in her mouth: "The former is a plan for grace and life, and the purpose is obvious, and the heart will not be chaotic." What the latter wants to control is the most unpredictable gentleman's heart in the whole world, which is simply an ethereal thing and a thankless thing. ”

"Queen Mother, concubines are not greedy, but if you only have supreme rights, but you can't get your husband's sincerity, then what's the point of your concubine's life?" His character is pretentious and high-minded, and the most hurtful thing is the emperor's cold treatment. In order to get his heart back, even if he tastes poison, he will not hesitate.

But in the end, he only got a little mercy from him, which was unbelievably cold. "The concubine is the emperor's sincerity, although it is not demanding, but there must be some truth......"

Retracting her hand, the Queen Mother stroked the jade ring on her finger and said coldly: "If you get the emperor's heart, you can certainly get infinite grace, which is true." But if you can't save your life, what do you really do? Everything the emperor Chrysostom promised you, you can reward others with one sentence. Power and love, who is light and who is heavy, don't you really know how to weigh it?

A woman's face is like a flower. No matter how carefully served, it will not be as popular as a hundred days. In the future, new people will be added to this palace, and the emperor's interest will always change. At that time, if you don't have sincerity and power, won't your life be even more meaningless? The mourning family loves you, but I am afraid that you will end up with nothing. Aren't you afraid? Won't you regret it? ”

What the Queen Mother said is indeed not bad at all. She was a little confused, and she couldn't figure out how to answer. If she really can't get the emperor's heart, can she even give up her own life?

"Okay, you don't have to answer the mourners." The Queen Mother had empty eyes and a cold voice: "Many things are unpredictable before they happen." Only when you feel the pain of the skin can you know whether to stretch or shrink. It is better to bend the knees to live. ”

After thinking about it for a long time, the Queen Mother finally said a heartfelt word: "The emperor likes women with true temperaments, take a look at what the favorite concubine looks like." Blindly forbearance and suppression of his temperament, in the end it will become the same, and Gong'e who is bound by Zhuyu Ayaluo. Boring and boring, even if you look at it all day, it's just as boring. You are so smart that you should understand the meaning of the mourners' words. Go ahead. ”

Almost immediately, his character drew up the palace in the mouth of the queen mother to the appearance of the queen. Yes, these days, she is also suppressed to the point of distortion, forcibly enduring her own heart, and carefully compensating for her well-behavedness. However, the emperor still didn't look at her, not even the grace he had before. So, who does the favorite concubine refer to?

Hui Guifei and Xian Concubine will not be pure concubines! The pain in his heart pierced his heart, nodded again and again, thanked him and knelt down obediently.

Yafo watched her leave, and then walked in with the sweet soup. "After saying so much, the Queen Mother must be thirsty. The slave cooks the pear juice and moistens your throat. ”

The Queen Mother glanced at the jumping and dim lamp and candle under the crane comb hood, lowered her eyelids and said: "At this time, the pear juice is sweet and greasy, and the mourning family can't drink it." It's hard for you to stay up for so long, it's a pity not to drink. It's better for you to drink for the mourners. ”

Slightly surprised, Yafu's face only flashed with a hint of panic, and soon it was smooth as usual: "Thank you Queen Mother for the reward." She picked up the peony celadon bowl, exhaled softly, slowly rested it to her lips, and drank it in small sips for a while. It wasn't until she saw the butterflies fluttering at the bottom of the bowl that she put the bowl down.

"The Queen Mother is right, drinking Sydney juice is really sweet and greasy at this time, next time the slave maid will boil some light soup for the Queen Mother to taste." Yafu gently wiped the pear juice at the corner of his lips with a green lotus-colored silk silk: "It's not too early, it's better to let the slave maid serve the Queen Mother and go to bed." Fortunately, the Queen Mother couldn't see it, and her heart was densely covered with cold sweat.

The Queen Mother shook her head lightly, silent, and the blue light in her eyes stared at the celadon bowl peacefully.

The more quiet it is, the more it makes people feel weak, as if their legs are so weak that they can't support the weight of their bodies. Yafo did not dare to move, nor did he dare not move. In front of the Queen Mother, she is always so exquisite, alone, able to take on many things, and complete every decree given by the Queen Mother.

But she is also afraid of being alone with the Queen Mother, which is the most hidden secret in Yafu's heart.

"The mourning family is thinking about whether it was right or wrong to come back with Hongli in the first place." The Queen Mother's abrupt words were rubbed into the cool night breeze, slowly but violently poured into the neckline and into the cochlea, lingering for a long time.

"Good and decent, why are you mentioning this, Queen Mother?" Yafu made up his mind and said: "The queen mother has already given the queen enough face before, and then showed kindness, the queen is an understanding person, and she must take the queen mother's will as her own mind." ”

It sounds like Yafu's words don't match the preamble, but after decades of getting along, the Queen Mother finally has some tacit understanding with her, and she knows what she thinks: "The queen will behave, but she will never be able to become the climate." ”

Yafu was about to ask the reason, but the Queen Mother said: "Didn't you say that the pear juice is sweet and greasy, drink a cup of tea and go to sleep." The mourners wanted to sit by themselves. Go down. ”

"Yes." Yafu didn't dare to say more, and withdrew with the celadon bowl in his hand.

The Queen Mother waited for her to go down before slowly standing up. Her eyes stayed on the closed sash window of the double-crossed four-fold rhombus flower, and she exhaled slowly, as if the long-dormant grudge in her heart was finally spit out by her. "We'll see."

"Don't, don't...... Don't ......" Lan Xin was awakened by the nightmare, suddenly lifted the brocade quilt on his body, and sat up violently. This sound was a big movement in the middle of the night, which naturally alarmed Xue Guining, who was keeping vigil outside the door. "Queen Mother, are you alright?" Through the door, Xue Guining stood up suddenly: "The slave is waiting outside." ”

Hearing someone answer, Lan Xin felt a little relieved, brushed away the cold beads of sweat on his forehead, and took a deep breath: "This palace is fine." ”

Duolan, who was resting in the ear room, also heard the movement at this time, and hurriedly walked out: "Queen Mother, let the slave come in and wring a handkerchief to wipe your sweat." ”

"It's fine." Lan Xin listened to Duolan's voice and stopped the defense in his heart: "Come in." ”

Duo Lan turned his head and took hot water from the small stove in the ear room, which allowed Xue Guining to push open the door of the bedroom and walk in softly. "Mother, it's been almost a year, why do you bother to think about it. After all, she is blessed, and she can't complain about you. ”

Lan Xin was very afraid of hearing such words, and every time he heard it, he felt extremely sad. It was like knowing that there was an ice cave in front of him that he couldn't avoid, but he still had to force himself to walk over, jump down, and be drowned by the biting ice water in the hole.

"If it weren't for Bengong's hard kick, Wei Lan wouldn't have committed suicide by hanging herself because of the loss of her child." As soon as Lan Xin closed her eyes, she saw Wei Lan, who was hanging herself on the beam, her figure was so light that she could sway with the wind. "If Wei Lan doesn't die, then Jiang Yonglian won't be disheartened and commit suicide by chewing his tongue in prison. In the final analysis, it was Hongu who killed three lives. ”

Duo Lan has heard these words many times, and she is depressed every time: "Niangniang, how can I blame you, it is obvious that they died by themselves." If you hadn't made a quick decision, I'm afraid it would have been the emperor who was injured. If the emperor has any mistakes......"

"If the emperor has any mistakes, this palace will not survive." Lan Xin tried hard to close his eyes, and at that moment, tears welled up. Wet her thick and slender eyelashes: "For the sake of the emperor, it is a condemnation of conscience, even if you lose the life of the palace, why not." So far, Lan Xin has been using this only excuse to numb his broken heart.

Duo Lan folded the veil and wiped away the beads of sweat on the queen's forehead and the tears on her cheeks. "Xiulan is not innocent, didn't Jiang Yonglian let her go. Let's say, if it weren't for the big life of Concubine Chun, I'm afraid she would also be Wei Lan's substitute ghost, and then Jiang Yonglian set a fire and burned down that side room, who would know that the person who died was not Wei Lan. So Niangniang, you are a police officer and a traitor, and you do the right thing for heaven, so you really don't have to blame yourself. ”

Hearing these words, Lan Xin felt that his chest was not so suffocating. "Okay, you go down, the palace is fine."

Helping the queen to lie down, Duo Lan skillfully tucked the brocade quilt. "Niangniang, then you have a good rest, don't think nonsense."

"Ah......h

Before Duo Lan left the dormitory, he suddenly heard a terrible roar. It was as if he wanted to pierce the dark night, tear apart the body wrapped in silver light, and devour the filth and sinister of the entire night. But it's so helpless.

Lan Xin immediately sat up, stunned: "Who is it?" ”

"Listen to the sound, it should be coming from not far away." Duo Lan replied boldly: "It's like a woman's voice." ”

"It's so late, how can a woman roar?" Lan Xin couldn't stabilize his heart a little, Fang Cai's nightmare was originally very real, but this is good, the terrifying sound in his ears was not illusory. "Duolan, change clothes for the main palace."

Shaking her head again and again, Duo Lan only felt that something was wrong. "Queen Mother, let Gonggong Xue lead the guards to take a look, it's too dangerous for you to go out like this. It's dark outside, and if you're really scared, I'm afraid you're going to fall ill. ”

"If you don't go in person, how can the heart of this palace be at peace." Lan Xin insisted on going to see it in person, first, to find out if anyone was playing a prank, and second, if there was anything in the harem, she would have to bear it with all her might.

At the same time, Xue Guining clearly heard that someone was banging on the palace door of Changchun Palace again.

Lan Xin felt that his heartstrings were tense, and the muffled sound of slapping the thick palace door in the dark night was very heavy. It seems that every blow knocks on my heart. "Who the hell is coming at such a late hour?"