On the side of the pavilion of the water pavilion, the willows are still clinging, and the young buds emerge from the thousands of strands that hang down, and the light yellow is mixed with the new green, which is the most obvious vitality in the dull palace.

The path paved with white jade in the Han Palace was washed by the drizzle, and it was damp and crystalline.

The delicate carved patterns are inlaid with jadeite stones, which are different from the smooth and smooth on the wrist, and some gray and green variegated colors are involved in it, but the ancient charm of the path is not lost.

My sleeves are also dyed with some fresh air after the rain, which reduces the taste of luxury, especially a little pitiful.

The birth of this child has added a lot of beauty to the palace, and the queen mother, it is estimated that she will not focus on me, in the harem, as long as there are no children and strong family power, it is difficult to maintain step by step, so she will ignore me.

She put all her expectations on this little emperor's grandson, the first son of the new emperor.

The door of the main hall opened, and the concubines with lower positions asked me to say goodbye, and the four words of the concubine Niangniang were in order. They are all dressed plainly and unpretentiously today, for fear of stealing the limelight from the dream concubine.

Passing through the layers of gates, around the rich peony screen, he sat there with the child in his arms.

Feng Yu and a few others with higher positions stood beside him, and when they saw me coming, they saluted.

"Jin'er, come here, look at him." Bei Yuliang also beckoned, he probably stayed up all night and was a little haggard, but he couldn't hide the joy between his eyebrows and the kindness of his father.

The little child is wrapped in a thin quilt and has delicate skin. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, and his face was a wrinkled feeling inherent in a newborn, and in a few days, he would become more and more cute and good-looking.

I stood in front of them, watching the little man occasionally move his fingers, and my heart couldn't help but soften.

"Concubine Meng has worked hard, I don't know what reward the emperor has decided to give?" I sat next to him, my eyes falling on the child's face, long eyelashes like a fan.

He smiled and said, "Promoted to Concubine Shu, assist in the management of the Six Palaces, and after your concubine ceremony passes, the harem will be managed by you and Concubine Shu." ”

I was stunned, "That Concubine De?" ”

He tapped his finger at the child's face and replied indifferently, "She has been in poor health lately, so she should rest." ”

In fact, I suddenly had no bottom in my heart, I don't know about the dream concubine, no, it should be a concubine now. If I change to Concubine De, I still know a little better, and the confrontation is also a bit offensive, and the familiar enemy is not the enemy.

However, Concubine Shu, who is the most powerful woman in today's harem, gave birth to a child safely, which is pitiful and really difficult to deal with.

The atmosphere condensed, and restless air flowed.

"Has the emperor figured out what name to give the little prince?" I asked.

"Beiyu Li, Li, that is, the dawn of the sky, is also the dawn of Beiyan." There was expectation in his words, "Why don't you pick up a word for him, Jin'er." ”

"Concubine ......" I hesitated, it should be the right of the concubine to take the word, it has always been like this, I am an enemy like this...... "It's better to let the concubine ......"

He interrupted me with a shake of his hand. "She told me to take it, but I want you to take it."

It's a dilemma again, this kind of thing is already commonplace for me, and if the weather is calm one day, I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to it.

"The concubine thinks that it is best to take the word 'Qingyu'. The Qing of the sky, the Yu of the sky. ”

He said, "What's the explanation? ”

The few concubines in the room all looked at me, disdainful and confused.

"The concubine remembered that in a poem, it was written that 'the left leads the yellow, the right leads the cang', the cangs are the big eagles soaring, and the universe is the entire sky, since the little prince is the dawn of Beiyan, it will also be the Tianyu of Beiyan. Yu, I hope he is broad-minded, has the world in mind, and has lofty ambitions. Qing, I hope that he will hold his destiny in his hands and contribute to the creation of a stable life for the people of the world. "I already see him as the future heir to the throne, and in fact, this is not necessarily the case, but it is clear that I am courting the concubine, after all, it is much better to have a strong ally than to have a strong enemy.

For a moment, it was quiet, and no one spoke.

After a while, he smiled heartily and said: "I said that you are the interpreter flower in the harem, as expected, okay, it is Qingyu, these two words are wonderful!" ”

The people in the hall also laughed and echoed him, saying how good the name was, and the false smile on his face covered the hypocrisy in his tone.

"You come and hug him."

I couldn't help but step back, shook my head and said, "He's too young, and the concubine is afraid of hurting him." ”

He approached me, and I had to take the child, and I even shivered a little, as if I had not a child in my arms but a weak lump of cotton.

The child seemed to have woken up and opened his eyes, black and white, as clear as a pool of water.

He looked at me, reached out and grabbed the hem of my shirt, and then fell back to sleep.

Born in the emperor's family, is it fortunate or unfortunate......

I looked at him, and I just thought it was so cute, and I thought that if my mother hadn't had a difficult birth, that child would have been as cute as he was.

"Qingyu ......" I gently called his name, and the corners of my lips involuntarily rose.

When I came out of the concubine's place, it was already dusk, and the breeze made me a little tired.

There are so many things that are suppressed that it makes people breathless.

I don't know why, I want to protect this child, even if I don't have the slightest blood relationship, I want to protect him and let him grow up safely.

It is said that women are born with maternal affection, and it is ridiculous to think about it.

I, a femme fatale who kills people like hemp and abuses people quickly, would actually want to protect this child.

Stopped, I rubbed the corners of my forehead with my hand, Xia Xiying found that it didn't feel right, and asked sideways, "Niangniang?" ”

"It's nothing, I just feel a little sad."

She paused and said, "Niangniang still owes the concubine a favor, if she can take it under her command at this time, she will also be her right-hand man." ”

"No, I won't have any more contact with her after that. What she wants, I'll give it to her. If we become allies, today's lies will be self-defeating, she has always been a widow, so her words can be believed. It's like, your friend, can you still be trusted to testify for you? ”

"It's the slave who was negligent."

As we walked, I was in a bad mood, and they let me choose whichever path to relax.

Unconsciously, I actually walked near the cold palace.

The cold wind was blowing, blowing silk.

I have a friend who lives here and she used to be my favorite girl in the palace.

Later, she killed my friend and forced me to retreat, and I sent her here with my own hands, and I couldn't get out for the rest of my life.

Suddenly, I heard someone singing, and his voice was numb and sad.

I heard her sing this song when she was hunting in the paddock, when she had just been promoted, and her voice was not as hoarse as it was now.

Winning or losing is in an instant, it depends on how you choose.

"Can I go in?"

"...... Cold palace, no free entry and exit. Xia Xiying replied.

"Neither can the concubine?" I added the word concubine, she sighed, took out the token and talked to the guard.

When the gates of the cold palace are opened, the smell of decay and decadence fills everything.

Mu Han lives here, and I pushed her into here with my own hands.