The warm breeze was blowing, and the big white clouds in the sky floated like cotton, far away. Zifei's fiery figure stood under the towering palace wall, and his face was as bright as the most delicate peony. She looked outside the palace gate, Liu Congguang was wearing a red python robe, wearing a flower crown, standing high on a horse, handsome and powerful, extraordinary.

Behind him were a group of musicians, matchmakers, palanquin drivers, horse pullers, etc., and the diviner was singing hymns loudly, and Moran was in charge of letting Qingqiu take a few baskets of iron money to disperse to the crowd.

Mo Lan held Zifei's hand and said with a smile: "Look at the posture, Liu Congguang will marry you as a wife." ”

Zifei's eyes slanted at the palace gate and said, "He doesn't dare to wronged me." ”

Moran said: "It's good to see you get married today." After a pause, he followed the etiquette of his mother's family and said: "From now on, you need to respect it." I didn't disobey my aunt's order all night. Reluctantly. Respectfully. Staying up all night does not violate the etiquette of the boudoir. Listen to what your parents have to say. Sleepless nights. ”

Zifei listened respectfully with a solemn face, and said: "Farewell today, I don't know when I will see you." ”

Mo Lan patted her hand lightly and said, "At the end of the world, I wish Jun An." ”

faded from joy, Zifei's eyes turned red, and said: "After all, it is a side wife, and it is not easy to enter the palace again." The palace is impermanent, you have to take care of it, if there is any difficulty, just ask someone to tell me. ”

Mo Lan was also sad, and reluctantly smiled: "I was about to say this, but let you say it first." ”

The two looked at each other and laughed, and Lang Yue strictly followed the rules, standing ten steps away, and only dared to step forward when Mo Lan called her. Although her rank is not low, she has received a lot of favor in recent years, and she has not received much privacy.

The three of them stood together, and Rong Yue's face was a little restrained, but also sad, she said slowly: "When I was at home, I saw my sisters getting married, wearing big-sleeved robes and phoenix crowns, and I was very envious. At that time, my mother told me that one day I would be the same, and Lang Jun would come to the house on a horse to meet me. He lowered his head again and muttered, "Zifei, I envy you." She took out a string of eastern pearls from her sleeve robe, although it was in the dazzling sunlight, it was also crystal clear, exuding charming brilliance.

Lang Yue said: "I can't compare to the lady concubine, every few days the official family will have a gift to her." This string of pearls was a birthday gift from the official family when my favor was at its peak. As he spoke, he personally put the pearl on Zifei's wrist, and said softly: "You are now married to a relative of the emperor, these are nothing, but they are also a little bit of my mind, when it is a thought, it is not in vain that we have a good time." ”

Zifei is prejudiced against Langyue and has always been deliberately alienated. At this time, he felt a little guilty and said: "How you treat me, I should have known that I have wronged you all these years." ”

When Lang Yue heard this, her eyes turned red, but she curled the corners of her mouth, smiled, and said in a low voice: "Sometimes, I think that if I hadn't been promoted back then, and Lu Zifei was with me, I would have lived a desolate life in Renming Palace." After a pause, he whispered, "It's better than now." ”

As he was talking, Qingqiu stepped forward, blessed his body, and said, "It's an auspicious time." ”

Zifei held Langyue with one hand and Mo Lan with the other, holding back tears, and said: "The three of us, no matter where we are, will naturally get better and better day by day, no one is allowed to be disappointed and discouraged, we must live well." He smiled again and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Mo Lan helped the son ignore the phoenix crown and Xia Phi, watched her go out of the palace gate, and watched the matchmaker put a red hijab on her and invited her into the sedan chair.

was degraded that year, and in Renming Palace, the first person to make her laugh was Zifei. She was fat at the time, and she went to her room early in the morning, called herself to breakfast, and pretended to tell a nonsense. At that time, I never thought that the relationship between the two would be so deep.

The noise of the drums slowly became inaudible, and there was only a faint rumbling in the wind. Mo Lan looked at the blue on the top of the palace wall, and saw Zifei standing at the end of the palace wall, smiling at his waist.

That year, he, Zifei and Langyue took a bamboo pole several feet long, knocked on the confetti on the fruit plate and burned the pine pot on Chinese New Year's Eve, and dared to turn off the lights together. After making a big fuss about Si Yuansi, he was rewarded by Shang Gong with a board, Zifei used a white radish to chop into mud to compress his wounds, and turned around to secretly wipe his tears. In the Imperial Garden, she fell from Qianqiu, grinning in pain, as if it were yesterday.

At that time, she liked to say: "I want to die in the palace of old age, and I will never marry." ”

No one could have imagined that this would be the case. The most poignant and timid Langyue has faded away from cowardice and has become the lord of a house. Zifei, who is the biggest chubby, is no longer what he used to be, and slowly has a bit of ladylike love. And herself, from the lowly maid in the dyeing workshop to the concubine who is now favored by the sixth palace, the pain of cane punishment, debasement, and miscarriage, along the way, is no longer the indifferent woman who was first met by the official family in the pavilion that day.

Now, I also know how to hold him in the palm of my hand and be inseparable.

The years are like knives, whether they like it or not, they are deeply imprinted on people's hearts. Those who have passed away will never come back. Mo Lan turned around, supported by Qingqiu, and slowly returned to the depths of the palace wall.

Zifei is not there, she still has Xi'er, Le'er, and Liulang, who hurts her and loves her, no matter how difficult the road is in the future, she will go on step by step.

The queen acted neatly, and put Xiaofu in the riot room for six or seven consecutive days, and sure enough, she had some eyebrows. She sat in Fengyu and went to the Funing Hall to pay a detailed respect, although Xiaofu refused to admit that although she died, she learned from the Imperial Medicine Institute that in recent months, only the head doctor of the Linhua Palace, Xi Qian, had received a few catties of senna leaves because the palace people had colon disease. Originally, there was nothing, but when the palace people of Shangzheng Bureau went to inquire about Xi Qian, Xi Qian denied it, which made people suspicious.

Concubine De was seriously ill and lay on the bed, and the queen did not dare to act recklessly, so she first talked about it to the official family.

When Zhao Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but be furious, and then drove to Linhua Palace. Concubine De struggled to get dressed, got up to meet at the gate of the palace, she had not eaten meat for many days, only ate porridge and decoction, she was already skinny, standing in the pear blossom rain, blown by the wind, and even her footsteps seemed to float.

She waited for a long time, but the Holy Driver did not come. The sun had set in the west, and the sky was full of bright red, and the afterglow had dyed the white petals with a faint pink.

He sent people to plant these trees, and he said that he would accompany her to see the pear blossoms drifting snow, so she didn't let people sweep the fallen flowers on the ground, thinking that if he came, he should be happy to see the petals all over the sky.

But he never came.

The tree he had planted for her blossomed, but he never saw it once. She caressed the flower and looked up, the petals fluttering on her face, shoulders, and sleeves. She just stood in a daze, stupid. The evening breeze gradually became cold, Xi Qian went to her and put on a water-green embroidered gold and blue satin collar gown, and said softly: "King Jing suddenly had a fever, and the official family was called to Luan Ming Palace." After a pause, he said: "It's getting late, and the mother has been standing for a long time, so go back to the temple to rest." ”

Concubine De was in a trance, almost being held by Xi Qian, and went to the inner hall. A fragrant breeze blew, she shivered, and said angrily: "Dinner is free tonight." Xi Qian wanted to comfort her, but she turned her head and saw two lines of tears on her face, and her throat was suddenly blocked, and she couldn't open her mouth.

On the second day, Concubine De was in the Linhua Palace.

Zhao Zhen sat down on the stool, his eyes were slightly red, and said, "I was going to see her yesterday......" When he spoke, he was a little choked. When she got up in the morning, Xi'er's high fever only subsided, and now she is not fully recovered, and she is lying on the couch sickly. Mo Lan almost didn't sleep all night last night, and when he saw Zhao Zhen like this, he had to be relieved.

She said softly: "If you really go to Xingshi to ask for guilt, you don't know how to feel guilty at this time, and you will inevitably blame yourself." He knelt at his feet again, gently wrapped his arms around his waist, put his head on his chest, and said, "Concubine De has been seriously ill for a long time, so why not be a relief?" Rokuro gave her the etiquette of a concubine to be buried, which was also considered to be his heart. ”

Zhao Zhen rested his chin on her green silk, his eyes showed a little relief, and said in a low voice: "Really? ”

Moran squeezed into his arms, said softly, and said, "I'm a little tired, I really want to sleep, carry me to the couch." ”

Zhao Zhen remembered that she had stayed up all night, felt pity in his heart, held her face and kissed her, got up and hugged her horizontally, let her lean in his arms, thinking of the concubine who had just passed away, he said more and more gently: "You sleep, I will guard Xi'er." ”

Moran closed his eyes, nodded, answered from the depths of his throat, and gradually fell asleep.

A few days later, the coffin of Concubine De was sent to the Gongyi Emperor's Mausoleum for burial. After the pilgrimage, the holy driver passed by the Linhua Palace, only to see that the palace gate was closed, and the white lantern at the eaves on the door had not yet fallen, swaying and falling in the wind. There are pear blossoms poking out of the palace wall, blooming on the branches, wafting out bursts of dark fragrance.

Zhao Zhen asked, "Is there anyone else in it?" ”

Yan Wenying didn't know what was going on, so he hurriedly buckled the gold and bronze door knocker, and waited for a long time, but no one responded. Seeing this, Zhao Zhen knew that there was no one, so he said, "How to settle Xiqian?" ”

Yan Wenying bowed to his shoulders and said, "Xi Qian has been sent to guard the spirit of Concubine De. Zhao Zhen listened and said nothing. Yan Wenying didn't dare to be presumptuous, he only stood quietly, and he couldn't guess the anger of the officials, so he was more cautious.

The surroundings were already remote, and the palace people who were passing by, seeing that the holy car was here, also stopped a hundred steps away, and became more and more quiet. Zhao Zhen suddenly said: "Get off the sedan chair." ”

Yan Wen should have known that the official family was going to enter, so he hurriedly asked someone to enter through the corner gate and open the gate. Because of the funeral treatment for Concubine De, there were people coming and going, and before they had time to clean it afterwards, it was inevitably a little messy. The petals all over the ground have also been trampled down, although there are newly fallen petals to cover it, it is difficult to fade away the messy scene.

However, overnight, the magnificent hall that was once second only to the Ciyuan Hall was like a ruined wall, full of desolation. The pear blossoms in the garden are stacked with snowy petals on the branches, falling one by one.

Zhao Zhen looked at the depths of the flower forest from afar, as if he saw the weak woman who was reluctant and remnant, standing in the rain of flowers, and said: "When I was a child, I was at home, and once I was sick, my father took me outside to bask in the sun. At that time, the yard was full of pear blossoms, and my father carried me on his shoulders and asked me to pick the flower bones on the tips of the trees that had not yet bloomed, so that I could make snacks for my mother. I sat on my father's shoulder and watched the petals flutter around in the sky, it was like a dream. ”

The voice was soft and soft, as if it had infinite grief and sorrow, like the petals on the branch, and fell on his heart.

After Concubine De died, Zhao Zhen became more sympathetic to the harem and ordered all the concubines to be promoted to one level.

Only Mo Lanjin had no way to advance, so he decreed that her uncle was appointed as the envoy of the Xuanhui Southern Academy, the envoy of the Huaikang Festival, and the envoy of Jingling Palace.

Xi'er gradually recovered from her illness, and Mo Lan was able to spare a few days, so she thought about taking Le'er back to Luanming Hall to educate herself. It was a hazy day, with heavy dark clouds rolling all over the sky, and the wind blowing the flowers and branches.

Mo Lan sat in a sedan chair, led a group of palace maids and maids, and walked to the Pingle Palace.

Feng Zhaoyi was holding Le'er in her arms, standing under the eaves of the corridor and watching the palace people collect their clothes, and pointed to a few plates of roses at the bottom of the stairs that were extremely beautiful and said, "The little lady asked them to pick some petals and make rose cakes for Le'er?" ”

Le'er's face was ruddy, and she was holding a rattle in her little hand, swaying from side to side, making a "knock" sound.

An attendant shouted at the palace gate: "The concubine has arrived." ”

Le'er heard someone talking, looked straight out, and saw that it was Mo Lan who came in, and turned his face into Feng Zhaoyi's arms. Moran smiled: "It's not good today, I'm afraid it's going to rain." ”

Everyone who was busy in the courtyard went down, Feng Zhaoyi's face was wooden, and she couldn't help but tighten the little girl in her arms. A few days ago, the official family personally told her that Le'er was going to take Luanming Hall back. She kept thinking that King Jing was seriously ill at the beginning, and it would take ten days and a half months for the concubine to be free, but she didn't want to, it came so fast, so fast that she was at a loss.

The crackling rain fell on the head and face, and the delicate red petals in the court withered all over the ground. The palace maid served tea, and Mo Lan took the small porcelain bowl with blue glaze lotus pattern in his hand, took a sip, and said: "Le'er has been bothering in Pingle Hall for a long time, and Sister Lao Feng has taken care of it, and Mo Lan is grateful." ”

Feng Zhaoyi held Le'er on her lap, tightly holding the princess's tassel belt in her hand, the corners of her mouth twitched, revealing an extremely ugly smile, and said, "The concubine is serious. ”

Seeing Qingqiu stepping forward to hug her, the tears in her eyes burst out, Le'er saw her crying, threw the rattle, reached out to brush the tears, and said in a milky voice: "Little lady, don't cry, don't cry......" said, and sobbed.

Mo Lan was also sad when he saw Le'er crying, so he stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hold Le'er into his arms, and said gently: "Le'er, there are a lot of snacks and cheese in the eldest lady's palace, is it okay to follow the eldest lady home?" ”

Le'er struggled all over, threw herself at Feng Zhaoyi, and said, "Little lady, hug Le'er, hug Le'er." ”

When Feng Zhaoyi heard this, she was even more sad, she didn't care about etiquette, and turned around ruthlessly and went to the inner hall. Seeing this, Le'er cried "wow", crying heartbreakingly, and her liver and intestines were broken.

Le'er cried all the way back to Luanming Palace, didn't even eat lunch, and when Zhao Zhen came, he comforted him for a long time, and then fell asleep at noon. Moran hugged Le'er, looking at her with tears on her face, and felt sorry. took the hot towel from Qingqiu's hand again, gently wiped her face, and said softly: "Le'er left me at a young age, and now I want her to kiss me, no wonder it's difficult for her." ”

Qingqiu said: "Children's families, how can there be people who don't want to kiss their mothers." Stay in Luanming Hall for a few days, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to leave my mother. ”

Moran sighed and said, "I hope so." ”

Putting Le'er on the couch, Qingqiu invited Mo Lan into the outer hall, and retreated from everyone, before saying: "The slave maid looked at Xiaofu before, and she was very familiar, and now I went to pick up the princess, and I remembered that I had seen it in the Pingle Palace." ”

Mo Lan disagreed, and only said: "Concubine Degui once assisted in the Six Palaces, and the palace people in Linhua Hall often go everywhere to spread the word, and it is not unusual for you to see her in Pingle Palace." ”

Qingqiu said: "The slave maid started to think the same as Niangniang. After a pause, he said: "However, the little chamberlain who was violent just now secretly came to me and told me that Xiaofu couldn't stand the punishment and was about to die, but he asked someone to send something to Feng Zhaoyi." As he spoke, he took out a lump of withered grass from his sleeve and said, "Although the slave has not read any books, she also thinks it is meaningful. ”

Mo Lan took the grass lump in his hand, played with it for a moment, twisted his eyebrows into Sichuan characters, and whispered: "Life should be the head, death should be the grass." This lump of grass is to say to the person who entrusts it: If you live, you should lose your head, and when you die, you should make a grass ring to repay your kindness. After a pause, he said: "This Xiaofu is very loyal!" He instructed Qingqiu again: "You tell someone to keep an eye on Feng Zhaoyi, you can't keep an eye on it, and someone wants to make waves." ”

Qingqiu was busy: "Yes." ”

The next day, Feng Zhaoyi packed up Le'er's clothes and gadgets and personally sent them to Luanming Palace. It happened that Mo Lan went to the Funing Palace, and only Le'er and Xi'er were playing in the inner hall.

When Le'er saw Feng Zhaoyi, she immediately threw herself into her arms and shouted, "Little Niangniang, little Niangniang." ”

Feng Zhaoyi's heart was broken by her, crying and laughing. Seeing this, the nurses retreated most of them, leaving only two palace maids to serve in front of them.

For a while, Xi'er suddenly cried, Feng Zhaoyi didn't call outside, untied Xi'er's clothes by herself, and saw that she was wet, so she instructed the two palace maids, "Go and bring a basin of hot water, and then find a dry clothes for King Jing to change." ”

The palace maids hurriedly agreed, and when they saw that there was no one in the hall for a while, Feng Zhaoyi thought about it, untied Xi'er's shirt, let him lie naked, and picked up the half-hot warm tea from the table, splashed him all over his body, and then tightened his clothes again. She turned around and saw Le'er standing behind her and looking at herself, she was startled, and then smiled again: "Le'er, let the little lady hug her." ”

Qingqiu had already walked to the bottom of the corridor, and when he heard that Feng Zhaoyi was in the inner hall, he hurriedly rushed inside.

Xi'er didn't know what was going on, and played with her toes, having fun. The two envoys and maids also followed, and when they saw that Qingqiu was about to lift the curtain and go in, they smiled and said: "Feng Zhaoyi is waiting inside, King Jing is wet, and the slave is about to go in to change clothes." ”

When Qingqiu heard this, she was even more frightened, and when she entered the hall, she was a little relieved to see Xi'er lying on the couch obediently. I couldn't break it, so I bowed down first and asked for peace, and said: "There is Lao Zhaoyi." As he spoke, he personally stepped forward to change Xi'er's clothes, and found that he was even wet with his clothes, but he was only temporary, but he didn't suspect it.

In the evening, the holy car came to the Luanming Hall and teased the pheasant in Mo Lan's arms, it was very happy, Le'er was drinking sugar water on one side, but suddenly splashed it on Xi'er, stroked his palm and laughed.

The nurses were so frightened that they knelt down, Zhao Zhen's face was blue, and he scolded angrily: "Le'er, what are you doing?" ”

Mo Lan got up to change Xi'er's clothes, and comforted Zhao Zhen and said: "She is only two or three years old, naturally she thinks it's fun, and there is no malice, don't be angry......" Before the words were finished, I only heard Le'er say: "Little Niangniang said, only if Xi'er is sick, I can go back to Pingle Palace." As he spoke, he hugged Zhao Zhen's thigh and said, "Father, I miss the little lady, I want to go back to Pingle Palace." ”

When Qingqiu heard this, he suddenly remembered the situation when he changed Xi'er's clothes today, and was busy with Xiaofu to privately pass on the grass to Feng Zhaoyi, and explained the official family in detail.

When Zhao Zhen heard this, he remembered that he almost misunderstood Concubine De because of this, and he was even more angry, and called the queen to investigate thoroughly overnight. In less than two days, Feng Zhaoyi confessed. Zhao Zhen has few heirs, and he loves Xi'er in every way. Suddenly, I heard that there were concubines in the palace who dared to murder the prince, and I was so angry that I couldn't even eat a meal for a few days.

Xi'er also fell ill, he was born weak, and he suffered many twists and turns, and he had a high fever for several days, ups and downs, and he could not be cured. On this day, the weather suddenly turned cold, because in the middle of the night, a palace person accidentally fed him half a mouthful of herbal tea, so he started to burn again, and he didn't go back for two days, burning his whole body.

Mo Lan didn't care about punishing the palace people, and she couldn't control Zhao Zhenzheng's illness in the Funing Palace, her heart was full of only Xi'er, and even Le'er had to let Miao Baolin live in Luanming Hall to help take care of it.

The imperial doctors guarded the Luanming Hall and did not leave an inch.

In the middle of the night, Xi'er could no longer eat, so she could only drink a little plain water. Lin Xianghe knelt in front of Mo Lan and said, "The minister wants to change the prescription, although the medicine is more ruthless, it is still a good medicine." ”

Mo Lan held back his tears and said, "Right now, the only one I can rely on is Master Lin." ”

Lin Xianghe hurriedly said respectfully: "The minister doesn't dare." After a pause, he said, "If King Jing can subside his fever tomorrow morning, the minister can promise to keep him safe." If the fever still doesn't go away tomorrow, Niangniang should also be prepared. Just when the palace maid stepped forward with cheese, Mo Lan went to pick it up, and suddenly heard Lin Xianghe tell him to be prepared, he was stunned, and he paused for a while before he came to his senses. Unconsciously loosened his hand, the white juice splashed all over the ground, and the black soaked white dirt appeared on the Bianxiu Shouzi carpet.

The dark curtain gradually fell, Xi'er was unconscious, and the palace people in the hall were waiting at the palace gate, and no one dared to sleep. The sky was bright with stars, the moon was in the sky, Moran stood in front of the window, looking at the dim and languishing shadows in the court, but he couldn't calm himself. She was forced to enter the palace when she was young, was falsely accused of being trapped in Renming Palace, had a miscarriage in Funing Palace, was relegated to a dyeing workshop as a cheap maid, and was even abandoned by Zhao Zhen, she was never afraid of anything. Although she does not believe in ghosts and gods, she also has gods in her heart, and her heart is relaxed, believing that God has its own arrangements.

Even if she knew that someone was plotting to kill her, she never thought of revenge or grudge. Because she knows that those who want revenge in everything will always fall into pain and darkness, and will never be able to extricate themselves. Only by letting go and forgiving can we welcome a new dawn and see new hope.

But today, she was scared, so scared that she didn't dare to close her eyes, didn't dare to leave, and even secretly prayed that the sky would not dawn, and she was willing to keep it like this forever, without sleep.

She was scared, very scared.

The sky gradually appeared orange-red, and the warmth was blooming. The palace lights gradually dimmed, the morning sun rose, a ray of light shone on her face, she suddenly remembered the meaning of Zhao Zhen's name for Xi'er, he said: "When the queen asked me to name me, there happened to be a ray of morning sun shining on my face, so I chose the word "Xi". A few smiles appeared on her face, and she exhaled her breath from the depths of her heart, and murmured, "Xi'er...... Xi'er ...... What a name. ”

Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, wrapped her face around her neck, and whispered, "I'm late." Moran smiled and said, "Rokuro, your name is really good. When you look at the morning light, it's beautiful. ”

Zhao Zhen raised his head and looked into the distance, the light became brighter and brighter, like the color of a rose, reflected on the faces of the two, and a gorgeous halo was fainted. He said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will always be with you." Moran snuggled into his arms, but she didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak, for fear that if she opened her mouth, she would cry bitterly.

There was a murmur of footsteps in the nave, and the curtains rattled. Moran couldn't watch Xi'er die, so he stayed in the outer hall all the time. Her heart was beating suddenly, her Xi'er, who pinned infinite joy and anticipation, is she really going to leave herself now?

Lin Xianghe's generous voice was a little hoarse, and he raised his voice: "Official, concubine, King Jing has a fever. ”

Moran breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, tears streaming down his face. Zhao Zhen was also extremely touched, turned Mo Lan's body, pinched her cheek, kissed her tears, and said happily: "I know that Xi'er will be fine." ”

Mo Lan cried and cried, laughed again, reached out to wrap his arms around Zhao Zhen's neck, hugged him, and said, "You and Xi'er, as well as Le'er, must be with me forever and forever." ”

The morning sun rose, gradually fading the gorgeous rose color, turning into a golden and charming light, enveloping the two of them, like a fairy couple in the sky, happy and content.

Extra one: Lu Shangluo and Zhao Qing

My nursing mother often said that when I was born, a raging fire broke out in the Biyuan, almost burning down the entire Lu Xiangfu. Everyone was busy pouring the fire, and only the mother was in labor in the warm pavilion until she swallowed the last breath.

There are not many concubines in my father, and he has never set up a wife, and everything in and out of the house is taken care of by Aunt Xin. One year, when I was recovering from a serious illness and was depressed all day long, my father said that I should go out for a walk, and Aunt Xin took me to Yanwangfu to play cards.

The courtyard is deep, bypassing one corridor after another and temples. I wrapped my feet and walked slowly, but Aunt Xin was afraid that she would miss the time, so she asked the princess to wait for a long time, so she went straight away, and let me follow the maid slowly.

The sky was as blue as the sea, the white clouds were surrounded by the towering eaves, and the fragrance of flowers was blowing everywhere, and I followed closely behind the maidservant, slightly drooping my face, and my heart was both novel and afraid. As I walked, a scarlet figure suddenly fell from the sky above my head, and I was half shocked to death, but I didn't dare to exclaim, but my eyes widened and my legs and feet were weak.

This is the first time I have met Zhao Qing. He showed his neat white teeth, smiled crookedly, carried his hands full of plantains, and asked, "Do you eat?" And he said, "It's very sweet, not sour at all." "He was shorter than I was, dressed in a light silk robe, with cuffs in the wind, and the back of his hand was covered with blood from the branches.

The maidservant stomped her feet and said, "Your Highness, you are naughty again, if the prince knows, the slaves and maidservants will suffer." He smiled and said, "If you don't say it, naturally no one will know." Suddenly, there was a faint sound of stepping on boots, his face was a little flustered, he stuffed all the plantains into my hands, and said, "When others asked, they said that they didn't see anyone." With that, he hurried out into the verdant trees.

That year, my father was very close to King Yan, and Aunt Xin was also close to the princess. I spent almost the whole summer in the palace, he was the only child in the palace, and he was always looking for all kinds of things to tease me.

The days were simple and mellow, sometimes with him going to the private school to learn a few lines of poetry with the master, sometimes going to the depths of the lotus pond to pick lotus canopy, sometimes he would lead him up to the roof to watch the starlight, sometimes he would even do nothing, just sit in the courtyard and watch the clouds roll up.

Because of my father's birthday, I was taken home, thinking that I would go back to Yanwang's mansion, so I didn't even say goodbye to him. Before he got up in the morning, I calculated in my heart the purse and brocade ribbon to be made for him, and returned home full of joy and sunshine.

Not long after, Aunt Xin was straightened out, and I began to call her mother. In the first year of Tiansheng, the new emperor ascended the throne, the queen mother ruled, the king of Yan returned to the mountains, and Aunt Xin never took me to the palace again.

In the second year of Tiansheng, I went to the palace as a concubine to say goodbye, and met him briefly in the pouring rain. I was standing under the porch, and he came rushing through the smoke and rain and asked me if I had any paper umbrellas.

I smiled and said, "Zhao Qing, do you remember me?" He pouted and said, "Lu Shangshen, you left secretly last year, and I'm still angry." I handed him the only umbrella and said, "Take it." ”

He groaned for a moment and asked, "What about yourself?" I said, "It's okay, I'll wait for the rain to stop before leaving." He thanked him, didn't care about anything, and opened his umbrella. Later, I came out of the palace in the rain.

In the third year of Tiansheng, Aunt Xin's daughter Lu Qiqi took my place and entered and exited as a concubine. Since then, I have never stepped out of the house for half a step, and I have spent a few days in the deep boudoir. On his birthday, he sent someone to bring half a box of pastries, but he did not pass the word.

I couldn't be overjoyed.

In the fourth year of Tiansheng, I was seriously ill, Qiqi was waiting for me on one side, and happily talked about the emperor in the palace, the tea performance of Lefeng Building, and the king of Qinghe County on the Juju field. She said that the Queen Mother decreed that Zhao Qing, the son of King Yan, be the king of Qinghe County. She also asked, "Have you seen Zhao Qing?" I looked at her eyebrows fluttering, and my heart sank for half a minute before I smiled and shook my head gently.

In the fifth year of Tiansheng, it was rainy for days, and my father had a leg attack, so I moved to the front yard to serve the decoction in person. One afternoon, my father had just rested after taking medicine, I sat under the porch and beat tassels with the girl, because I was missing a few colored silk threads, and I was afraid that others would not know what I needed, so I went back to the inner courtyard to get it myself. When I reached the garden path, I was shocked to see someone coming out from behind the rockery.

But it was him. He is still dressed in a vermilion brocade robe, with a crown of white jade hair, broad shoulders and long legs, handsome and gentle. He was already much taller than me, and his countenance became more and more majestic and determined, and his translucent eyes seemed to be an incomprehensible abyss.

After all these years, I can still recognize him at a glance.

I turned sideways to say goodbye, and said patiently: "King Wanfu of Qinghe County." He put his hands behind his back, nodded, and said, "Don't be polite." After a moment of silence, he calmly retreated to the side of the rockery and said lightly: "Lu Niangzi goes first." ”

In the sixth year of Tiansheng, the emperor and queen got married, and when I entered and exited the Donghua Gate, I had a quick glance with him through the curtain of the carriage.

Since then, I have lost all contact with him.

Qiqi is frivolous and likes to play around, and her father doesn't care much about her, so she messes around. She treats me with a bit of sincerity, and often goes to the city to buy some good things to relieve my boredom. One day, when the goose feathers were snowing heavily, Qiqi came with a few pots of green plum wine and smiled at me: "Sister, let's eat and drink wine." ”

The girls quickly cooked the pot, serving thin slices of meat like silk, and all kinds of seasonal fresh vegetables. When she was half drunk, she was a little drunk, leaned on my shoulder, cried and laughed, and said, "How can he be so fond of his sister?" Qiqi tilted his head and suddenly cried bitterly.

In the spring of the ninth year of Tiansheng, the Queen Mother suddenly decreed that she would marry me to the king of Qinghe County. On the day I received the order, I was like stepping on the multicolored clouds, floating and floating, as if in a dream. Qiqi somehow never spoke to me again, and even the gifts given to her by Su Ri were all packed in wooden boxes by her and sent someone to send them.

In the autumn, my father held a ceremony for me, and my nursing mother twisted my head full of green silk into a bun, and obliquely inserted the treasure-inlaid silver hairpin that my mother left for me.

After the Qixi Festival in the first year of Ming Dao, I wore a hair crown, wore a phoenix suit, sat in a sedan chair, and entered the Yanwang Mansion. It's been a full decade since I left that year. I don't have a lot of dowry, but I have a box of purse, square, round, double-leafed, butterfly-shaped... The stitches are fine, and the lines and veins are distinct. He picked it up and said with a smile: "I have enough purse for my life." ”

He treated me very well, and for many years of marriage, he never even said a word of seriousness. In fact, I also vaguely know that he has always had someone else in his heart, but as long as he doesn't say it, I will never ask.

Because, until the last moment of his life, I was the only one who remained by his side.

There is nothing in the world that can withstand time and companionship.

Extra 2: Nothing has ever belonged to me

Because it is midsummer, the sky is scorching, and the heat wave is overwhelming. In the house, a large porcelain jar with a white glazed Chang'e moon pattern is filled with a large piece of brick ice hidden in the cellar in winter, like the fog in the morning in early winter, and the wisps of cold air are scattered. Surrounded by green gauze Hunan curtains, looking out from afar, the sunset hangs in the west, the sunset is slanted on the steps, reflecting a few clusters of tender white peonies such as crimson like the glow.

Xu was suffering from heat stroke, her eyes were dizzy, and her head suddenly sounded, she got up forcefully, walked out with her shoes on, and shouted: "Cuizhu? Cuizhu, who was hiding in the shade of the porch and embroidering, hurriedly put down the needle and thread, and responded: "Master, what do you command?" As he spoke, he had already walked to the outhouse, and stood in front of his eyes.

Wan Bai said: "My temples hurt, you go cook a few soups to clear heat and detoxify." ”

Cuizhu was dressed in a neat blue tight-sleeved long skirt, frowned, and said, "Do you want the slave maid to invite the doctor to take a look?" ”

Wan Bai stroked his head, went straight to the court, and said, "No need, it's not a serious illness, just boil it." "Although it is almost sun, the summer is bitter and the sun is still strong. The room was filled with cold ice, cool, the curtain was lifted, and the heat outside was blown, and Wan Bai only felt stuffy and panicked, and became more and more out of breath, and sat on the rattan chair in front of the door, unable to recover for a long time.

Liu Congguang has nothing to do today, and he left the palace early. Thinking that it would be Zifei's birthday in two days, he walked to the second courtyard and wanted to talk to Wan Bai. When the mother-in-law in the corridor saw the master, she hurriedly blessed herself and asked for peace, and sent the girl to pass it in.

The little girl didn't enter the house, but only stood under the porch and called softly: "Cuizhu lady." ”

Cuizhu walked to the outhouse in a few steps, with a cold look on his expression, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The little girl said, "The master is here." Cuizhu looked up at the end of the courtyard, and saw a man in a green shirt coming, she hurriedly walked to the back room, helped Wan Bai and said, "Master, the master is here." ”

Wan Bai couldn't care about being dizzy, and helped the green bamboo to the bottom of the stairs to greet him. He walked very fast, and behind him was the half-curled and half-comfortable sunset, which was as beautiful as the pink and white crape myrtle flowers that bloomed beside him. Three or five gray birds fluttered their wings and went up to the sky, chirping, making the surroundings more and more lonely and quiet.

Since the new concubine entered the palace, he has not set foot in the second courtyard for half a year.

She hadn't seen him for a long time, and she was so tired that she was in a trance, like a dream. Congguang glanced at her, went straight to the back room, and saw that the ice in the porcelain jar had melted away, and the cold was completely gone, so he asked: "It's hot every day, so it's okay to use more ice." ”

Yun Bai said: "My head is a little dizzy, so I didn't add ice to people." ”

Looking at her pale appearance, Congguang also knew that he had snubbed her. When I think about it, I feel a little guilty in my heart. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, his head bowed in thought.

His hand was warm and moist, gently holding her wrist, his cheeks were white and red, like a little lady whose heart was just moving, his heart and eyes were beating suddenly. There was a vague scent of jasmine in his sleeve robe, and she knew it was the smell of the woman. But she couldn't get sick at all, because the smell was stained with him, and it was his smell. The surroundings are very quiet, and the evening breeze blows the bamboo curtains on the windows, making a faint collision sound.

Half a sound, Cong Guangcai said: "Your pulse is powerful, mostly caused by the wind and cold outside, the surface cold is not resolved, and the heat is dissolved inside." He has been writing books in the palace for many years, and although he has not studied medical skills, he has read a lot of medical books.

He instructed Cuizhu: "Send someone to ask the doctor to come and take a look." ”

Cuizhu was busy with his body, and replied respectfully: "Yes." ”

Wan Bai knew that Congguang's trip must have a purpose. When the new concubine entered the palace, he said that it was the love of his life, and he would never let her down. Therefore, since then, he has not even crossed the gate of the second courtyard, and even his concubine Qingheng has only been summoned in the courtyard. Sometimes at the palace banquet, he inevitably has to take her out, but even if he respects each other like a guest, he only stops in front of people. She eased her mind and said in a calm tone, "Do you have something to tell you here?" ”

Cong Guangwei was stunned, and then said: "August 20 is Zifei's birthday, she has been in the house for less than a year, and she has suffered a lot in the palace, and she has not enjoyed a single day. "She has not enjoyed a single day, and how can I have had? Thinking like this, his palms clenched his sleeve robe, his knuckles turned white, but he said quietly: "What does the master mean to be grander?" ”

He actually smiled and said, "That's not necessary, it's just that she wants to go back to her hometown in Hangzhou to have a look, and I answered her." From Bianjing to Hangzhou, the mountains and rivers are far away, and the road is far away, she couldn't help but be shocked: "Can the errands in the palace be taken care of?" "You can't just say that she won't let him go, she doesn't have the guts, and she doesn't have the qualifications.

The afterglow of the slanting sun shone on the two of them through the green veil, hazy, like a layer of dark gray white shadow. Seeing that it was getting late, Congguang got up and said, "I can't refuse her birthday vision." The errand in the palace has asked the official family for leave, and the official family has also responded. After a pause, he said: "But the ward is you, and the affairs of the family are thanks to you." ”

It's just me in the ward. Nothing more.

Wan Bai knew that he was leaving, and sent him to the bottom of the porch. The sun had set, and he was moving away towards the glow of the day. The courtyard was quiet again, and the crape myrtle flowers were swaying and fragrant, but they couldn't hide the loneliness in the courtyard. Turning the corridor room, his last green shadow was gone, she stared at the pillars, watching the mothers-in-law close the courtyard door, and there seemed to be something in her heart that collapsed, like thunder faintly, wind and rain raging.

That man never belonged to him at all.

It was just because she was stunned that Cuizhu came from the side room and asked softly: "Mastermother, the eldest lady just came back from school and asked when the meal will start." She replied, "When she has washed her hands and changed her clothes, let the cook serve the food." With that, she lifted her skirt and went into the house, and the blood-colored glow slanted in, stretching her shadow very long.