On the eve of the 14th year of Shangyuan Festival.

Jiang Ruhua has lived in this cold palace for nearly a year and has never seen him. The whole person has lost weight, and the haggard is vaguely visible, especially the gloom that the fat powder under the eyes can't cover and the sloppy gaze.

Tonight is another sleepless night. She stared dryly out the window at the darkness and silence. They all slept, and even the moon rested on the pavilion without a full shadow, and the dark clouds drifted away, and the branches were messy.

She didn't dare to close her eyes, afraid that if she woke up again, it would be Lin Yuan Fifteen, who was standing in the midst of the chaos, and ten thousand arrows pierced her heart.

She thought it would be nice if she could die for him.

But now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be by his side......

The day dawned. The palace was very lively, and the palace maids were busy.

"VII. Seven..."Shen Yiwan's birthday. No wonder...

"I heard that the emperor did a lot of work for the queen's mother, and ordered the craftsmen to make a big ship half a year ago, as if he wanted to take the mother to the south of the Yangtze River to congratulate him..."

"Isn't Jiangnan the hometown of the queen..."

"Yes, I also heard that the emperor today pardoned criminals of the third level and below in prison..."

"Alas, it's just that I pity our concubine..."

There were palace maids gathered in the courtyard chatting, and the voice came into Jiang Ruhua's ears word for word, a wry smile appeared on her face, and the cold in her heart hit again.

"Talk less and work more!" Qiulai dispersed them, came in and closed the door, "Niangniang, today is the queen's birthday banquet, the emperor invites you to go too, but Qiulai took the initiative to refuse because of the mother's health, and asked the mother to punish her!" ”

"It's the punishment. When did I get sick? Jiang Ru's picture was a little cold, and his lips pursed into a line, "This is the crime of bullying the king!"

Qiulai "plopped" and knelt on the ground, opened his mouth to speak, and stopped, only trembling, "The slave is wrong... The slave doesn't dare to do it again..."

"Well, you're thinking about me too," she sighed, and went to help Qiulai, "you get up and make up for me." Since it is the emperor's personal invitation, how can it be swept away by the holy will? ”

She didn't see it, Qiulai's eyes flashed with unease;

didn't expect that this banquet would be her calamity.

"Whew-" Jiang Ruhua took a deep breath, took a few steps forward, and bowed slightly, "The concubine has seen the emperor." ”

Half an hour, no response.

The surrounding ministers watched this scene with bated breath, looking at each other.

Maintaining this action for a long time, a dense layer of sweat has oozed from her forehead, her limbs are sore, and her body is a little unstable, "The concubine has seen..." Suddenly, her chin was provoked, and her movements were rough, so painful that she couldn't help but cry softly, raising her eyes and staring at the person in front of her, the star-like eyes that she had been deeply obsessed with were now full of disgust, "What? Are you tired like this? Can't bear it? When you were running around the world, why didn't you see half a bit of fatigue? Well? ”

Dust... Is he suspecting that she is for the power and wealth of the world?

From the beginning to the end, all she wanted was him...

She wants to guard his country for him, and he cares about the thousands of people...

She didn't want to see him again, frowning, correcting and folding until the dead of night...

Oh, she suddenly laughed, it turned out to be because of this...

After staring at her for a long time, Yu Duchen let go of his hand, his eyebrows tightened, as if he hated his dirty hands, turned around and grabbed Shen Yiwan's shoulders and boarded the high platform to enjoy the night view of Jiangnan.

Tonight, the autumn fog rises, and the lights reflect on the river, and the shadows are full of shadows.