This time, Gao Lingxi really didn't want to joke with him, his eyebrows were raised coldly, and his eyes were a little more solemn: "The emperor's mind is the heart of the harem, how dare this palace not look at the queen's horse." The words of the sea nobles seem to be that the palace deliberately wants to be with the middle palace Niangniang, and the lord of the phoenix seal can't get by. ”

The smile on the corner of his lips was a little slack, stained with that heavy solemnity, but it was only for a moment, and then he became charming again: "Niang Niang is telling jokes, how can Qi Qige have such a mind." These days, if it weren't for your favor, how could the emperor think of his concubines. Concubine, you think about your concubines everywhere, how can your concubines not know about Entu. ”

"Well, I can't talk about it, this palace just hopes to turn the situation around as soon as possible." Gao Lingxi senselessly tore his face with the Hai Guiren, and the bright and moving smile on his face slowly gained some warmth. In fact, Gao Lingxi was very sensitive, when she knew that Concubine Xian was rushed to Chengqian Palace by the emperor and grounded without the queen interceding, she guessed the queen's intentions.

It's not that you can't get along with Concubine Xian, but with yourself.

Imagine, among the six palaces at this time, whose mother's family is the important minister relied on by the emperor, and whose position is the most comparable to the queen among the concubines. Except for himself, Gao Lingxi really can't see anyone else who can be regarded as a thorn in the queen's side. Let's say that when I first entered the palace, I was too anxious, and I was bent on settling with the queen mother, which made the queen wary.

"Actually, this palace has no chance of winning, and Concubine Xian will definitely be on my side. But one more person who is favored can share more of the queen's spirit, isn't it? Gao Lingxi groaned, and after a while, he stretched out his hand to support his chin: "You too, this palace also hopes that you can be favored, and also divide the queen's heart for this palace."

The harem is already a mess, how many messes can it be opened? Gao Lingxi's soft voice was soft and nice: "Isn't this also the queen's usual trick?" One is the daughter of a pregnant sinner, and the other is the poor brother who offended the queen, which is really the most clever means. ”

"I heard that the Bilu clan listens to Niangniang's words very much, and she should be sensible after seeing the supreme imperial power clearly." Qi Qige also heard about some of the Bilu clan's troubles, and compared to the little brother in the palace, it was nothing. When he raised his eyes and saw that Concubine Hui was a personal attendant, he lowered his voice and asked, "I just don't know if this Bilu clan has such a good fortune?" ”

Gao Lingxi frowned and smiled, with a thin pride in her arrogance: "The queen's decree makes this palace take care of Bilu's mother and son, and her fetus will naturally be stable." But if she doesn't cherish this gift, she will be no different. A little impatient, Gao Lingxi lowered his face: "Instead of worrying about this blessed person, it's better to think about how to help Concubine Xian." ”

"The concubine knows it in her heart." Qi Qi Gefu said: "Then don't delay the rest of the concubine." ”

The moon and stars are scarce, and the silence is abnormal, Panyu holds a red lacquer painted gold cloud dragon pattern pan flute, and stands in the courtyard of the second entrance of the Chengqian Palace, slowly blowing.

The sound of this flute is quiet and fluttering, but there is no trace of bitterness and sourness, but it seems to be slowly chattering with warm thoughts, which is eloquent. Such a good night, such a cool autumn night, this blow is a few nights. Starting from the key to the harem gate, it has been blowing until the fourth watch, as if only in this way did Panyu feel calm in his heart.

Instead, lying on the cold and damp bed, she didn't feel half a bit of warmth at all.

Duo Lan didn't dare to get too close, for fear that she would disturb Concubine Xian, if such a good flute sound was not melodious until the end, and stopped abruptly halfway, I am afraid it would be very regrettable.

But the night was bound to be interrupted halfway. For this night, Panyu and Duolan both spent a lot of thought.

After about half a cup of tea, the palace door of Chengqian Palace, which had been locked for dozens of days, was finally opened. And the thin and long figure is so familiar, even if the shadow is only a slight flicker, it can't help but make people's hearts flutter.

Hongli, you're finally here.

Panyu didn't stop, facing the emperor who came with a whirlwind, she was still intoxicated with her own flute sound, her eyes were empty.

Hongli signaled that the people behind him didn't have to follow, just frowned, and walked towards Concubine Xian step by step. Duo Lan blessed his body, and cleverly followed Li Yu and the others to retreat together, and there was only a pair of figures left in the courtyard of the second entrance of the huge Chengqian Palace.

The moonlight was unpretentious, just falling lightly on the body. Panyu's flute sound is very clear, as if it can drift into the distance with the breeze, which is a place she can't go to in her life. Both sighed and sighed, no matter how good everything in the Forbidden City is, it is just a cage. No matter how smart the women in the Forbidden City are, they are just trapped beasts.

Silent, the two stared at each other silently in this melodious and beautiful voice. The tears of Zhidao Panyu wet her forehead, choked and aggrieved, and made her blow up the beautiful tune, and she had to stop.

"If you don't have an edict, you can't face the king, how can the emperor forget his own will?" Panyu worked hard to keep her voice from trembling, hoarse, or unpleasant.

"It is because it is my will that I can revoke it." Hongli's thin and handsome face was cold and had no temperature. Even in his eyes, there was not a trace of affection.

Panyu even felt that what she was standing face-to-face was not a husband, let alone a son of heaven, but a sword that symbolized power. The power of life and death is in hand, which makes people awe-inspiring and terrifying. "If the order is changed overnight, will it be necessary to deface the emperor's dragon power."

"Then why do you have to sing the melodious sound of the flute every night and attract me?" It was still a speech without an intonation, and I couldn't hear his heart.

The concubine herself was in a panic, and she wanted to take advantage of the autumn wind, which was not bleak, to sweep away the sorrow in her heart, and throw it into the sky with the tune. Could it be that the emperor doesn't allow this? Pan Yu lowered his head, held the pan flute in his hand, and sighed sullenly: "This pan flute was given to Emperor Jingmin by Kangxi in the past, and when he entered the palace, the emperor was afraid that the concubines would be bored, so he specially gave the concubines to relieve their boredom, does the emperor want to go back?" ”

"You're still like this!" Hongli stretched out his hand, as if he really wanted to take the pan flute.

Pan Yu was a little anxious, and his eyes showed deep reluctance: "Your Majesty, the concubines live in seclusion in the Chengqian Palace, and they don't dare to be disrespectful at all." Do you want to take away even this only thing that you have to dispel? The concubines served the emperor, and there were many inconsistencies, and even collided with the holy face, which made the emperor angry, and the concubines were willing to accept the punishment. Why ...... You gave Panyu something, saying that if you want to go back, you will go back, and you don't even ask your concubine? ”

Hongli's hand has been frozen in the office, and he has no intention of retracting it.

Panyu looked at his broad palms and fingers like bamboo branches, and couldn't help but feel sad. With tears in her eyes, she gently rested the pan flute in his palm. There was a moment of reluctance, and finally let go of his hand. "Since it is something rewarded by the emperor, there is nothing wrong with the emperor going back. Concubines...... The concubine just couldn't understand why she wanted to reward the concubine since she wanted to take it back. is obviously the most beautiful thing, how can you say that if you don't give it, you won't give it, so that the concubine doesn't even have the kung fu to deal with it, and she is extremely embarrassed. ”

"Zuo is just a pan flute, as for being so sarcastic?" Hongli's voice seemed much softer.

Panyu had already turned around and couldn't see his expression. "It's a pan flute, what the emperor said is right, it's the concubine who said it wrong. It's just a pan flute, there is a pipa, there is a guqin, what do you need to do with a pan flute? It's the concubine herself who thinks too much......"

Wiping away the tears on his face, Pan Yu was blessed and said: "It is really not suitable for a person who lives in seclusion to be unkempt and dirty, and the place where he lives is dirty and filthy, and I am afraid that it will stain the emperor's dragon boots." The concubines will not be sent far away, please go back to the emperor. ”

Hongli looked at Panyu's cold and thin back, and couldn't help but feel a little colder. She is really getting more and more clear, like a dead leaf, so fragile and delicate. The former side Fujin is far from being like this.

But even if she is down, even if she is down, she is so stubborn in her bones. It's quite a bit like breaking bones and connecting tendons. Hongli held the pan flute in his hand and sighed softly: "Are you so reluctant to see me?" Well, if that's the case, I won't come to Chengqian Palace for half a step from now on. ”

Panyu has never gone far, and such cold words make her angry and annoyed. Obviously, she just didn't want to be angry with him. Obviously, he just knew that he was deliberately angry with him. Didn't she also say that she blew such a melodious tune just to attract him! Then why, why after meeting, it is still such a cold face, or such an unsentimental face, why?

I cried a little tightness in my chest, and Panyu didn't know what to do. But she didn't dare to turn around, for fear that if she turned around, he was gone.

From then on, a palace door locked a pair of dry bones, and they never saw each other again.

For a moment, there was a quiet voice, and Pan Yu didn't know what to do, but he felt that his heart was torn apart. "Your Majesty, don't go, don't go......" She turned around violently, afraid that she would never see him again. Unexpectedly, he crashed into his arms, and he let out a muffled "um" in pain.

"You want to murder your husband." Hongli grinned in pain, covered his chest desperately, gasping for breath, accompanied by a heart-shattering cough. "People look very thin, where do you get so much strength."

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Panyu rubbed his chest for him in a panic, but he didn't care that a green bag was bumped up on his forehead.

"Here, here, and here, it hurts ...... here" Hongli's slightly joking tone was very light: "Quickly rub it for me." ”

Panyu rubbed and cried, and when he looked up, he realized that he was smiling so kindly. "Wow, the emperor, you are still teasing the concubine, I don't know that the concubine is going to worry about death." Crying loudly, Panyu hit his head on his chest again, but he wrapped his body desperately, refusing to let go of his hand. "Your Majesty, you are necrotic, you scare the concubines......"