The sedan chair was carried outside the Yulin Pavilion and gently rested on the ground. The minions were very steady on their hands and feet, and the soft sedan sedan swayed all the way, shaking her drowsy. When it landed, it was like sinking into a pile of cotton, and it didn't feel like there was anything at all.

Hearing someone outside the sedan car whispering to her, she woke up leisurely.

The leading eunuch had a soft voice: "Concubine Xian, let's arrive, this is the residence that the emperor has prepared for you." ”

She sat in the sedan chair and woke up, and Ruixiang opened the sedan curtain.

She helped Ruixiang's subordinate sedan chair, the mountain breeze was slightly cool at night, and the thin fragrant cloud yarn was not cold-resistant. Ruixiang put on a sandwich cloak for her, and said softly: "Niangniang, the night is cold, let's go in first." ”

In the twilight of the four corners, the surroundings are gray-blue, and on both sides of the road are strange flowers and trees carefully cultivated by craftsmen. The thick trunks of the trees are all turned into dark shadows by the night, as if the literati loved to collect fine ink paintings.

Pumpkin-sized glass lanterns spread from her hand into the distance, until they turned into a little starlight as far as she could see.

"Niangniang, this Yulin Pavilion is the best courtyard in Anbian Palace." The leading eunuch bowed slightly, and his face was full of flattery, as if he was begging for a reward.

She glanced at Ruixiang, who understood, and stuffed a gold ingot of ten taels into the eunuch's hand.

"The slave Xie Niangniang has rewarded you." The eunuch said, taking a step back and making way to reach out to her.

Concubine Xian raised her head and looked at the plaque at the entrance of the palace.

The three gilded characters of "Yulin Pavilion" are illuminated by the red palace lamp, and they shine brightly. This piece is unique and different from the inscriptions and couplets seen along the way.

She was a little strange and asked, "It's all Han Li all the way, why is it only here that the thin gold body is used?" ”

The eunuch who led the way followed her gaze, saw the handwriting on the plaque, and said with a smile: "Niangniang doesn't know, the plaque and the couplets along the way are all written by the great calligrapher Duan Xi of Gaozong, so it is Hanli, which Gaozong likes." This Yulin Pavilion was newly built during the period of the first emperor, and it should be designed according to the preferences of the first emperor, and because the first emperor liked thin gold body, it is different from other places. ”

That's when she noticed the name of the compound.

Yulin Pavilion?

Isn't it the Yulin Pavilion for the first emperor and the Ji family's favorite concubines to stay and fly? She couldn't help but be stunned, her body froze there for a moment, and she couldn't slow down for a long time.

When she was in the boudoir, she had heard her father say that there were two concubines of the Ji family in the harem of the first emperor, known as the big Ji clan and the little Ji clan. These two people were originally two sisters of the same mother, and they were both extremely beautiful. Soon after Daji's entry into the palace, Chengen was pregnant and gave birth to a son, which is the current emperor. It's a pity that Daji's fortune is shallow, and not long after giving birth to the prince, he died of tuberculosis coughing up blood.

The Ji family was worried that the entrance hall would fall, so they sent their second daughter to the harem, which was Xiao Ji's family. Xiao Ji's family was born beautiful, glamorous, and as soon as he entered the palace, he was fascinated by the first emperor, and the Ji family was also very prosperous, and even the distant relatives of the Ji family who couldn't beat the eight poles were also knighted.

Therefore, Xiao Ji is often said by the common people to be Yang Guifei's second, and in the years when she was favored, children can always be heard singing in the streets and alleys of the capital, "Don't be happy with a man and don't be sad with a woman, and you look at the lintel of the woman today".

The eunuch who led the way said with a smile: "This Yulin Pavilion is a birthday gift from the first emperor for the Ji family's mother, in order to show the meaning of favor." ”

The lights in the Yulin Pavilion are lit up, and everything is renovated. The exquisitely carved tiles on the verandah are not ordinary terracotta tiles, but brand new glazed tiles. The paint in the museum is not an ordinary blended pigment, the yellow is mixed with gold powder, and the red is mixed with pepper flowers. The crimson glass lamp hangs under the eaves, and when the light flickers, the hand-painted paintings in the verandah glow with a metallic luster.

Ruixiang looked a little stunned, her mouth half-open.

Seeing that they were all surprised, the eunuch who led the way was a little proud: "This is a special order from the emperor, maybe you have wronged the mother." Niangniang went inside to take a look, and the utensils were all brand new. ”

The furnishings in the room are more and more surprising, Bogu shelfs the ceiling, large and small, all kinds of glazed ornaments are placed on a wall. Ruixiang's eyes widened, there were more glass ornaments in this dormitory than all the glass products she had seen in her life combined.

"The emperor said that the mother likes to see the sun shining through the glass," he walked to the window lattice, and said: "This window is all moving, and it will be removed in the afternoon, and the sun can shine on this wall." At that time, Niangniang will look at it again, these glass ornaments are all brilliant, and it is called a beautiful! ”

Everything was prepared here, and she didn't need anything she had brought from the palace. In the box, in the cupboard, there are freshly made dresses. The box is full of newly made jewelry heads, and the fat powder box is neatly placed in front of the makeup mirror.

She was a little tired, so she asked Ruixiang to reward him with some more silver, and sent the leading eunuch out of the Yulin Pavilion.

"Master, Xu Chongyi is already accompanying the emperor. Presumably the emperor won't come tonight, so don't wait, rest early, right? Ruixiang said as she stretched out her hand to help her: "How about the slave maid serving you to wash?" ”

She sat in a daze for a while and asked Ruixiang, "Do you know Xiao Ji's?" ”

Ruixiang turned her head to look at her and said, "Is it the Ji Niangniang you just mentioned?" ”

She nodded.

"The slave knows that it is the favorite concubine of the former emperor, the aunt of the current emperor. Speaking of that lady, she is very famous. The romantic story between her and the first emperor is fascinating to everyone. Ruixiang smiled: "The emperor is so good to Niangniang, does he want to emulate the first emperor?" ”

Concubine Xian felt uncomfortable in her heart, and sneered: "He won't." ”

"How not?" Ruixiang looked at her in surprise: "Niangniang likes glass, and the emperor has filled your residence with glass, and each piece is a rare treasure." The emperor has been good enough for the Shen family, but he has never been so attentive. ”

She was silent.

Nan Jingpei's thoughts, Ruixiang will not understand.

It's like this splendid Yulin Pavilion, outsiders look at the flowers in the fog, and they always feel that it is crimson here, and the mountains and flowers and sea trees are hazy and intoxicating. But if they want to tell them in detail what is beautiful, they are dizzy one by one, and no one can say why.

Only those in his position would understand that the crimson was not flowers, but blood and tears shrouded in mist.

Although Xiao Ji is his own aunt, he has not let him enjoy a good life. Her presence completely erased the afterimage of his mother in the mind of the former emperor.

I don't know when the father and son started, there was a separation, and sometimes they met by chance, and the first emperor was also indifferent to him. As if he was not his biological son, just an inconsequential passerby. Although he was young at that time, he could clearly feel that the first emperor's indifference to him was deepening.

A few years later, Xiao Ji gave birth to a son for the first emperor, and the first emperor was overjoyed, and even the child was named the king of letters. Since then, the dark decade of Nanjingpei has just begun.

One year, Xiao Ji hosted a banquet for him, which coincided with the death of his biological mother. He searched all over the palace, and only Donglai was willing to accompany him out of Beijing to pay respects. When he returned, the banquet had already ended, and the first emperor scolded him angrily, asking him why he missed the appointment and made Xiao Ji lose face.

The love between Xiao Ji and the first emperor is the source of his suffering, how can he yearn for it?

Ruixiang had already made the bed and came over to help her: "Master, it's late at night, so let's go to bed early, right?" ”

"Xu Chongyi's ......," she wanted to say but stopped.

The lights had been turned off outside, and Xu Chongyi must have fallen asleep serving the emperor at this hour. Ruixiang knew that Concubine Xian still remembered the emperor and Xu Chongyi in her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

She has followed Concubine Xian since she was a child, and she knows Concubine Xian's thoughts best. Although she personally sent Xu Chongyi to the emperor, in her heart, she was not so reluctant.

"That's it, let's sleep."

She pulled the quilt, but heard a noise in the courtyard, and several people were gossiping, not knowing what they were shouting.

Ruixiang listened carefully for a long time, and said with her eyebrows: "Master, it seems to be the emperor's voice." ”

Emperor? How did he come at this hour?

She got up and went outside the house to greet her, but she didn't want to crash into Nan Jingpei's arms. He smelled of alcohol all over his body, and his steps were stumbling. Concubine Xian hurriedly tried to help his arm, but he twitched his hand. She groped for nothing, grabbing only his palm.

He held a small silver cup tightly in his palm, and Concubine Xian was stunned for a moment, staring at him. Nan Jingpei also looked at her, and after a long time, he sneered and laughed, like a child who had hidden a treasure, and mysteriously stuffed the wine glass into her hand.

Concubine Xian smiled dumbly, and said angrily: "Isn't the emperor with Xu Chongyi?" How did you drink so much alcohol? ”

"I miss you." As he spoke, the fit pounced.

She was a little teary-eyed when she said a word, but Nan Jingpei pressed her like this, and she couldn't allow her to recall the past, so she hurriedly asked Ruixiang to help him into the room.

He lay on his back on the couch, not knowing what he was muttering.

Ruixiang twisted a piece of ice handkerchief and sent it to Concubine Xian, she wiped his face for him: "Your Majesty, why don't you rest here tonight?" ”

He opened his eyes, stared at her, and said to her word by word: "Ying Qiu, I miss you." ”

Concubine Xian was stunned, did she hear it wrong? He just called her Ying Qiu? He's calling her name?

She sat down slowly: "What did the emperor say?" ”

He stroked her hand: "I miss you." ”

Her mind went blank for a moment, as if it were a dream. She barely managed to compose, and felt that the sentence was not true enough.

She looked a little sad: "It's been a long time since the emperor has spoken to his concubines so gently. ”

He stared at her, his eyes as gentle as water: "Once upon a time, it was in the palace, and there were only two of us here." ”

She felt her heart ache and ache.

After being silent for a long time, she still shook her head resolutely: "The emperor is drunk, and the concubine is Jiang Yingqiu, not Shen Yunzhen." ”

"I know you're Ying Qiu." He sat up with his body propped up, pulled her to his side, and looked at her warmly: "I'm not drunk, I just don't want to stay with Xu Chongyi, I miss you." ”

As he spoke, he leaned over to kiss her, but she tilted her head slightly away.

The inadvertent dodge was particularly hurtful, he froze for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?" ”