Luo Ping and the three eunuchs ate the meals given by the emperor, their faces were full of joy, and they were able to nourish their hearts, and a round-faced middle-aged eunuch hugged his fists and flattered: "The slave has borrowed the light of Chief Manager Luo, and I will have to rely on Chief Manager Luo to take care of one or two in the future." ”

In this harem, the most important thing is miracles, and the least valuable thing is dignity.

Before the meal, Luo Ping was just an unknown temporary imperial chef, who could enter the palace to cook meals for a few days a year, which was completely the operation of the chief manager Luo Gonggong;

After the meal, Luo Ping was already a eunuch with ranks, and the Flying Emperor Tengda was just around the corner, this round-faced eunuch, it took more than ten years, but he was only transferred from the lower three to the upper three, and he was on duty in front of the emperor.

Luo Ping humbly replied: "The politeness of the Duke of Lu, you always walk in front of the Long Live Lord, and it is Luo who relies on you." ”

Father-in-law Lu smiled on his back, revealing a smooth chin, without a trace of stubble, especially shining in the noon sun.

Luo Ping's eyes hurt, and he unconsciously touched the stubble of his own stubble, and in a few days, this place will become a barren land without grass!

Thinking that he would have to live in a corner of this imperial city for the rest of his life, which was the life he hated the most in the first half of his life, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't help himself, and his face was as white as this gray sky, without a trace of warmth in the world.

The three eunuchs hurried away, and Luo Ping stepped forward to return to the Lixian Palace, but was stopped by Xiao Songzi in front of the Lixian Palace.

Xiao Songzi held up an object wrapped in a handkerchief in his hand, and said with ruddy eyes: "Young master, you, did you ....... by yourself last night?"

Luo Ping hurriedly covered Xiao Songzi's mouth, and looked anxiously in the direction of the palace gate, Xiao Songzi broke free of Luo Ping's hand, and regretted: "Don't hide it, Miss Yin was just sent to Kunning Palace by Eunuch Zuo." ”

Just when Luo Ping was rewarded with imperial food, there was already a eunuch who got the order to take Mingyue away to the Lixian Hall and send it to the queen, it seems that Luo Ping's words Emperor Qi had heard it in his heart, and immediately went to take action, and raised Yin Mingyue as Wei Zhixing's "woman".

It was also Yin Mingyue who left the Lixian Palace, and Xiao Songzi came to clean up the Lixian Palace, but he didn't expect to see an object that he didn't want to see.

Luo Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief, silently walked into the hall, looked at the empty hall, and his heart was empty, just last night, he still hugged her into the bed; It was also last night that he completely drew a line with her, and as soon as he entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Luo Ping's eyes, and he bent down to take out the gong bucket from under the bed, and his fingers slashed into his mouth, and then he vomited.

Xiao Songzi's expression changed, knelt beside Luo Ping, and said urgently: "You."

、Have you eaten?! You can't eat or drink water for three days, otherwise you'll die of pain. You ate it the next day, and it was still hot and spicy, didn't you send yourself to the ghost gate? ”

Luo Ping reluctantly raised his head and smiled bitterly, his face was red from violent vomiting, and his lips were purple, what should he do at that scene? What could he do? The emperor's reward is fake, and I am afraid that he is also suspicious of whether his purified body was originally purified or just purified, right? How can the person sitting in that position be a melon seed at the mercy of others?

I can't die, I definitely can't die!! Mingyue said, it is better to die than to live, if there is hope of living, who would want to die, besides, Mingyue is only out of the Lixian Palace and into the Kunning Palace, and has not completely walked out of this imperial city, Wei Zhixing has not returned from Canglan Mountain, he has not handed her over to the surnamed Wei intact, he really can't die.......

Luo Ping's hand was not ambiguous, and he slashed deeply into his throat, and even brought out a trace of blood on his fingers.

Until the vomiting of all the internal organs was displaced, the whole body was in pain, hot sweat, until the tears flowed horizontally, but I don't know whether these tears are salty or sour.

Until there was nothing to vomit, Xiao Songzi hurriedly helped Luo Ping to the couch and lay down, opening his mouth to say something, but he didn't say it.

Luo Ping looked blankly at the silk silk hanging down from the top of the couch, the silk silk that should have been hanging apart, but it was knotted into countless small concentric knots, judging from the folds of the silk, it must have been unknotted and dismantled.

Luo Ping knew that this must be the last one, or the last lonely concubine, to pass the loneliness, and they all said that within this Xiao wall, the most painful thing is the concubine who has been favored but has lost her favor.

It is often overlooked that what suffers more than this woman are those who are mutilated and despised.

Others, some were sold by relatives, some were abducted by people's teeth, but he voluntarily walked into the imperial city, voluntarily cut off the dust outside the palace, and voluntarily embarked on the road that his uncle had arranged for him for many years and he had fought for many years.

Luo Ping smiled bleakly, reached out and tore off the curtain that was hanging with silk, covered his head and face, and countless dust rushed into his eyelids, instantly choking and coughing violently, and tears flowed in his eyes.

There seemed to be a girl's breath and a girl's residual warmth on the couch, and even the girl's resentment and humility could be recalled, the man finally removed the curtain, his eyes were clear because of tears, shining like black obsidian, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "She, still alive, that's enough." ”

The man finally closed his eyes and slept half nightmarish, half relieved.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Songzi entered the house with red eyes, holding an ice tube in his hand, which made the already cold hall even colder.

Seeing that Luo Ping was still resting and wanted to turn around and leave, Luo Ping had already opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Songzi's decadent back, stopped Xiao Songzi, and hesitated slightly: "Is it not, is it that something happened to my uncle?" ”

Xiao Songzi nodded, and even he couldn't explain the complicated feelings in Luo's father-in-law's heart.

Xiao Songzi has been taken by Luo's father-in-law since he was a child, single-handedly turned him into a eunuch, and was coerced by his family, he should have hated him; But in the palace for many years, if it weren't for Gonggong Luo, ten of them would have died long ago.

Now that Father-in-law Luo is dead, Xiao Songzi's heart is empty.

Xiao Songzi knelt down and said: "Young Master Ping, my godfather told me before leaving, in the future, Young Master Ping will be the master of Xiao Songzi, and Young Master Ping will obey his orders, and take care of the Luo family for thirty years." ”

Luo Ping bit his lower lip, and barely squeezed out a sentence for a long time: "He, do you hate me?" Did His Majesty give poisonous wine or white silk? Did he have anything for you to pass on to me before he left? ”

Luo Ping knew in his heart that his uncle's hatred for himself would definitely be greater than his own for him, he had always been his expectation, everything he had learned since he was a child, plotting tricks, laughing and scolding, and even the honey-bellied sword, were all given by him, but now it has become a weapon against him, how can he not be surprised, how can he not hate?

Xiao Songzi choked and said: "Godfather's health is not good, he coughs to death every day, and when the deacon and eunuch go to the execution, he happily says that he is finally free." He also said to the little one, saying, 'Ping'er has grown up, he can go with confidence'. ”

Luo Ping was stunned in his heart, maybe his uncle hated himself to make him more comfortable. The last thing he wanted to see happened anyway.

He finally betrayed his uncle for a woman, and between himself and his uncle, love and hatred for more than 20 years, finally ended with the death of one person.

Luo Ping, who was stunned, didn't notice the flickering in Xiao Songzi's eyes, when the deacon and eunuch went, Luo's father-in-law was in good health, and after listening to the deacon and eunuch's accountability, he knew that it was Luo Ping who reported him, and his face was stunned and incredulous.

A few words were repeated in his mouth: The miscellaneous family has studied hard for twenty years, and you have never moved half of your mind to enter this imperial city; For the sake of someone else's woman, you voluntarily walked into this imperial city, and the miscellaneous family really can't compare to a woman, and you deserve to be punished with these two knives.

Poor Father-in-law Luo, who wanted a whole corpse, ended up being beheaded with two knives: the executioner cut off his waist with one sword, and the prisoner still had a trace of breath and feeling; Behead again, a corpse with three sections, bury three differences, and from then on, the head and legs are in different places, and they are not allowed to meet on the Huangquan Road.

Luo Ping smiled bitterly: "He should be blind, he has worked hard all his life to let me purify, climb to the pinnacle of power, become a eunuch, and become the second Luo chief manager of the Luo family, he succeeded, as he thought, I, and finally walked into this imperial city." ”

In a blink of an eye, he said to Xiao Songzi: "Xiao Songzi, even if you are not entrusted by your uncle, just because you and Mingyue's younger brother have the same name, I will treat you like my own brother." ”

The man no longer looked at the stunned in Xiao Songzi's eyes, but turned his face to look at the window lattice, this Lixian Palace has not had a concubine to live in for many years, not only the furnishings are old, and no one takes care of it, even this window lattice seems to be a little thicker than other palaces, not only the moon can't shine in, even the sun can't shine in, which makes people's hearts full of haze, and they are so depressed that they can't breathe.

The man's voice came softly: "Little Songzi, open the window." ”

Xiao Songzi responded with a "promise", and finally relaxed a little. Originally, he was not optimistic about this young master Ping, thinking that he was just a scheming son, and his godfather was bent on letting him enter the palace and making himself loyal to him, and he was also worried that with such a master, it would be difficult to save his life in this difficult harem.

What happened last night changed his mind completely. This sleek son, his perseverance, his calculations, and Father-in-law Luo are not too worried, and in the future, he will not be a small imperial dining room manager.

The only thing that Xiao Songzi doesn't know is that these two uncles and nephews, after this calculation and counter-calculation, who succeeded and who failed?

said that Luo's father-in-law failed, but he successfully let Luo Ping enter the imperial city, and he started as a head of the imperial dining room; said that he succeeded, but he lost his life, and even his body was not left;

said that Luo Ping failed, but he successfully let Yin Mingyue enter Kunning Palace, and he didn't have to worry about his life; said that he succeeded, but he lost his life, and he couldn't leave this imperial city half a step from then on.

Xiao Songzi shook his head, walked to the window lattice, pushed the window open, and the sunlight broke in, and the dim hall was much brighter.

Xiao Songzi looked back at Luo Ping, only to see that the man had closed his eyes again to rest, his face was pale, and he was illuminated by the sun, like a transparent person without breath, as if he was going to disappear anytime and anywhere.