Netizens upload chapters Chapter 70 Shangyuan There are silver charcoal braziers in the temple, the fragrance is fragrant, warm as 'spring', the emperor, the voice is not loud, but it makes everyone 'excited' Lingling shiver, and for a while he only feels cold and does not dare to face it.

At this time, the moon passed in the middle of the sky, there was already a person to roll up the 'jade' curtain with a golden handle, the winter cold night was cold, only to see the four palace lights shining high, the fire tree silver 'flower', gorgeous and extended, but also reflected a round of full moon bright and crystalline, let this mortal golden lamp sassy, it is cold and bright.

The queen took the lead, and the palace dependents prayed for the moon, drank fruit wine, and tasted moon cakes, and then dispersed.

The moon is like frost, shining on the avenue without being clean, and in a 'strong' graceful sedan chair, Concubine Yun Xian and Xu Yinghua are sitting on their knees.

"Listening to the queen talk about this secret today, I learned that my grandfather also died at the hands of Emperor Jingyuan, so bloody and feuding, no wonder my little uncle is so resentful."

Xu Yinghua smiled happily: "It can be regarded as a manifestation of heavenly justice, the Yun family not only did not fall, but became more prosperous, his uncle Wang Jue was added, everyone in the sea heard of his prestige, if the deceased knew it, he should have no regrets." ”

Concubine Yun Xian was happy to hear her say, and slowly raised her head, 'revealed' an extremely strange smile.

Xu Yinghua looked at her in surprise, and there was a faint uneasiness in her heart, "Auntie, what's wrong, am I not right?" ”

Concubine Yun Xian's smile deepened, and in the dimness, it became more and more treacherous and subtle, she looked at the ivory bracelet on her wrist, and said in a low voice: "You're right......

The palace lamp outside the bamboo curtain was reflected in the sedan chair, and her eyebrows were dyed into a streamer, only the low voice, calm as ice for ten thousand years-

"However, you must know that what comes out of the queen's mouth is not necessarily the truth."

Xu Yinghua was shocked and hesitated: "However, the queen's words are conclusive, and so many people have experienced this ......"

"You need to know...... The so-called truth is carved out of ink, and people's eyes will still be 'blinded', let alone the words of others? ”

"So, is there anything strange about what happened back then?"

Xu Yinghua asked eagerly.

"I don't know ......"

Concubine Yun Xian sighed in a low voice, staring at the lanterns in the garden from the gap in the wind, and her voice was indifferent-

"I just don't think it's that simple. If there's anything strange about it,"

Concubine Yun Xian's eyes were sharp, and she glanced back at the solemn Zhaoyang Palace, "According to the queen's arrogant 'nature', she would not have shown weakness to others, but she has mentioned this tragedy several times - will anyone pick on their own scars to show others?" ”

Xu Yinghua listened attentively, and the 'waves' flashed in her eyes, but she was still like falling clouds, and she couldn't understand it.

"Don't worry, as the saying goes, the water will come out of the ...... There is no such thing as an impermeable wall – and I wonder how my father died! ”

Concubine Yun Xian mentioned her father, who had been stabbed more than ten times and died in blood, and her voice became extremely cold.

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The concubines in the palace have a small banquet, and the folk outside the palace are even more lively.

The emperor was dressed in civilian clothes, and only took Baojin alone, strolling through the streets, and behind him, only a few "elite" and "guards" followed from afar, and did not dare to disturb the interest of the two.

The lights of the Shangyuan Festival, since ancient times is the heyday, a few years ago the war 'chaos' frequent, the people of the capital are frightened, but also can not raise any interest, in the past two years the new emperor ascended the throne, there is a faint trend of unification of the world, under the Haiqing River, even the Shangyuan Lantern Festival is extraordinary.

In the streets and alleys, the fire is a swimming dragon, winding endlessly, the most vigorous lights, or along the 'jade' belt bridge, the forests on both sides of the bank are full of colorful lanterns, all kinds of riddles are painted, many people are standing on tiptoe to watch, pointing fingers and feet are not lively.

The emperor and Bao Jin walked to the middle of the bridge, overlooking the surroundings, only to see the imperial capital dozens of miles north and south, the lights are all over the sky, the drum music is shaking the sky, the shadow of the 'wave' heart is symmetrical to the stars on the shore, and the dragon palace heavenly realm is generally brilliant and illusory.

At this time, someone lit the lantern boat and floated by, a 'color' of fire illuminated Bao Jinning's faint smile, becoming more and more noble and dusty, and the emperor's heart was 'swinging', staring at her intently.

"Your Majesty, carefully fireworks."

Bao Jin tilted his head slightly, pointing to the fireworks thrown by the naughty boy in the boat, the emperor smiled and flashed, looking at the flying flames scattered, but suddenly sighed: "When I was a child, the happiest thing was this day, and all the remaining fireworks during the New Year were all set off, and the firecrackers that had been accumulated for a long time could be used to scare people......"

He stopped suddenly, and smiled a little embarrassedly, the lines of the cold shadow on weekdays were also a lot softer in this smile, "At that time, a family of three had endless fun, but I don't know how many ...... are better than today."

He is now in Jiuding's hand, but he said such words, which is really surprising, but between the words, he is extremely lonely and sincere.

Baojin felt the same way, she was born in the emperor's family, in the past, she only relied on her father and eldest sister for her life, and now she has fallen into decline, and she has regretted it endlessly, even if she is expected to restore the country in the future, how can she reproduce the warmth and joy of the day?

She looked around blankly, but in the crowded crowd on the shore, she saw a familiar face - it was actually the mysterious 'girl' who was stabbing with a flying sword that day!