In the depths of the Jiang Palace, there is a remote place, and the mottled vermilion palace gate is closed all year round.

The palace people outside the door were all old and weak, and unlike the other guards who stood tall with knives everywhere and were full of vigor, the perennial boring and trivial errands made their faces with thick black stubble even more boring, and they stood with their heads bowed, not even bothering to speak.

Throughout the ages, how many fandels have died here, this is the cold palace of Jiang Guo.

My whole childhood was spent in this cold palace, and at the age of twelve, another new person arrived, and unlike other women who had just come here crying and swaggering, she was surprisingly quiet, or rather indifferent, so I paid special attention to her.

The concubine was talking to her on the corridor that day, and I ran over happily. "Come and see Concubine Rong," the concubine took my hand and smiled. I bowed sideways, "I've seen Concubine Rong," I smiled at her.

She was very thin, her face was pale, her eyelids drooped heavily, and her eyes looked unsightly, and it was evident that the woman had been ill for a long time.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, she took my little hand and asked kindly, "What's your name?" How old is this year? "My name is Gu Yu, and I'm twelve years old this year."

She smiled as if she remembered something happy and muttered, "Twelve......" and then gently stroked my head, like a mother.

In this cold palace, except for the concubine, few people will talk to me.

Concubine Xiao was my adoptive mother, and all my childhood education came from this woman. Her temples were gray, her skin was sagging, and wrinkles crept all over her once bright face, but she always maintained the grace and majesty of an imperial concubine, and even without the finesse and gold ornaments, she still looked distinctive.

Then I came to Concubine Rong's place with the concubine, she lived in the most remote courtyard in the northeast corner of the cold palace, even in such a place, it was also important to come first and come first, Concubine Rong came the latest, and was naturally assigned to the most remote courtyard.

The rotten wooden door had obviously been scrubbed, Concubine Rong gently pushed it open, and an old man dressed as a palace maid hurriedly put down the needle and thread in his hand, and came up to salute Concubine Rong and said, "Niangniang forgive me, the wind outside is too strong, so the slave and maid covered the door." ”

"It's okay, you go and pour tea for the concubine," Concubine Rong instructed, "Say hello to the concubine" The old lady was about to kneel, but was held by the concubine and said, "No need to be polite," the grandmother went to pour the tea.

Although the house was simple but very clean, we sat down on the bed, only to hear the "squeak", Concubine Rong blushed and smiled awkwardly. But there was really no place to sit in the room, except for two beds, an old table, and a mottled cabinet.

The only special thing is the tender yellow satin silk quilt embroidered with red peony on the bed and a pair of mandarin duck water velvet boots next to the bed. This is probably something that someone has checked, you must know that anything outside this cold palace cannot be brought in.

Mama has poured tea, there is no tea in this tea, it is as light as water, but it is hot in the end, and when I drink it in this cold weather, I feel that the whole person is hot.

The concubine praised: "You are also a meticulous and neat person!" "Concubine Xie praises!" The old lady said to the concubine.

Concubine Rong couldn't help coughing, and hurriedly covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief, Mama hurriedly stepped forward and patted her back, and I also helped pat, she coughed violently as if she couldn't stop, and even wanted to vomit, and it took a while to slowly subside.

She was so tired from coughing that she had to lie down on the bed, and after a while, she fell asleep, and the concubine told me, "You are here to watch over her," I nodded, and she glanced at the grandmother, and the two went out.

I looked at this pale woman blankly, thinking of the previous concubine Niangniang, she also coughed and coughed and went after a winter, I already knew the meaning of death, if people die, they can no longer see, hear, and eat what they like, how terrible it is!

They came in just as I was grieving, and both of them looked very solemn. The concubine glanced at the person on the bed and sighed softly, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deepened.

After we left, the concubine stopped talking for a long time, and every time she saw someone sick and dead, she was silent. She played the flute, which was her only instrument, and she had been playing for many years.

Every wrinkle in the corners of her eyes tells the story of this cold court.

She may have been a loser on a battlefield, but she never lost a battle with herself, and for many years, she had lived her life so brightly and brightly, but in the end she could not defeat the most powerful opponent in the world - death.

She called me into the house, took out a wooden box from under the pillow, she carefully opened the wooden box, it was a dark green jade pendant, the jade pendant was dull, it could even be said to be very dull, the only special thing was that the jade pendant was inlaid with words, although the concubine taught me to read, but the words were so strange that I could not recognize them at all.

She put the pendant around my neck, and then put it into my clothes, a piece of cold clinging to my breast, and I couldn't resist taking it out. But the concubine stopped my hand and said, "This jade pendant is very precious, if anyone knows this jade pendant in the future, you will know your biological parents."

I knew since I was a child that the concubine was not my mother, but at this moment I realized that there was a jade pendant that could prove my identity. I stared at the concubine and didn't know what she meant, but she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

I hurriedly put it in my little hand, and when I saw the bright red blood in my hand, I was stunned, and I couldn't speak for a long time, "Don't be stunned, go and wash your hands, don't let others see it," the concubine said weakly, and then sat down on the bed.

I washed my hands with tears in my eyes, and her face was much more rosy. "Come on," she smiled gently, no longer with her usual seriousness, she was a sick person, a fragile person, and I couldn't hold back my tears at last.

"What are you crying about" She smiled and wiped away my tears for me, and held me in her arms, I reached out and gently touched her head, just like she did every time she comforted me, if in the past she would have said that I had no rules, but today she just hugged me tighter.

"Are you scared?" Her voice was a little hoarse, I looked at her, nodded heavily, and then shook my head gently, "If you fall asleep like a concubine, I'll wake you up, and I'll keep screaming until I wake you up," I looked at her stubbornly.

She laughed, and then let go of me, grabbed my hands, and said word by word: "Gu Yu, don't be afraid, if I am not there, you must find a way to escape from this cold palace!" I looked at her eager eyes and nodded.

But in the twelve years of the cold palace, I have never seen anyone who can walk out alive except for the corpse.