Chapter 15 [Concubine Ceremony]

Outside the window, the shadows of the branches were slanting, the forests were swaying, and the dim candlelight burned in the deep silence of the house. Ru Mo opened her eyes slightly, sat up, and shouted at the back of the green silk on the ground; "Master."

Qingsi's back turned around, walked to the bed, helped her tuck the quilt corners, and a quiet voice came out, "Apprentice, how are you?"

Ru Mo was full of Buddha and cried out in panic, "Master Hanzi, the apprentice is not good, my Leng family suddenly caught fire, and my mother and relatives are gone." ”

"Apprentice, your mother is not missing." Years of cultivation have made her not understand what feelings are, only when facing this apprentice who has been seen since childhood, can her expression fluctuate slightly, she is the master who taught Ru Mo light skills, Yu Han Zi.

Ru Mo was stunned, grabbed Yu Hanzi's robe, and grinned, "Master, do you know the whereabouts of my mother, where is she?"

Yu Hanzi's eyes were cold, and he bit his lower lip to turn white; "Apprentice, come with the master ......"

Ru Mo got out of bed and walked out of the hut behind the master, feeling weak, "Master Hanzi, where is my mother?"

Yu Han Zi was silent, as if he was pondering, and suddenly smiled like a silky cold, "Your mother, she is dead." ”

Ru Mo held Master's shoulders and smiled tremblingly, "Master, no, my mother won't die, you must be joking with the apprentice, it's a joke, right...... How could my mother die....... My mother won't....... No......."

Yu Hanzi stepped forward, "Apprentice, your mother was burned to death by the fire of the Leng family, and it was He Guifei in the palace who attacked her." A faint and seductive voice struck into my ears, and the words were like needles, and the sentences were like arrows.

Ru Mo stepped forward with messy steps and slumped in front of her mother's grave, which was just a small mound. She shrunk back and dug the small grave with her hands as if she had lost her soul, and cried out desperately, "Mother, you will not leave Mo'er's ...... Mother...... You won't lie in this grave...... I'm going to have to see it with my own eyes....... My daughter doesn't believe ......"

Yu Hanzi hugged the apprentice and said in a soft voice; "Mo'er, your mother's body has been burned beyond recognition, don't look at it, let your mother rest in peace. Did you understand what Master said? Why did your mother die tragically, it was all caused by the women in the palace, because they wanted to find 'Yixin', and you want to avenge your mother, right?"

Ru Mo looked back in a daze, "Master, why do you say that my mother was killed by He Guifei?"

Yu Hanzi grabbed the apprentice's hand with a worried expression, "Then who made your hand like this?" Don't you believe Master's words? None of the people who set the fire survived, if you don't believe it, you can go to He Guifei to confront him. ”

Ru Mo's eyebrows twitched, and she laughed bitterly, "Hahaha" As soon as the laughter fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and her eyes were cold and beautiful, "Mother is gone, now only the master is the most trusted person in Mo'er, who else can you trust if you don't believe in the master?"

A touch of snow-white plain yarn was wrapped around her chest, she was choked with a voice, a dull sadness, a bottomless despair, her eyes were closed with hatred, and her arms trembled violently, drowning her in torment, unable to breathe.

Yu Hanzi wiped away the tears from the disciple's cheeks and said in a low voice; "Mo'er, are you ready? Master is going to stab. ”

Ru Mo suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Yu Hanzi hesitantly, "Does Master have to enter the palace to tempt the emperor?" Does Master have to tattoo the breasts of the apprentices? Does Master want Mo'er to take revenge?"

Yu Hanzi suddenly got up, his face was hideous, and he sneered; "What are you talking about? Okay, Master doesn't care about you, just let your mother die in vain, you can live the life you want in the future, but you remember, never want to protect your relatives, don't you still have brothers and sisters, the next one to die in vain will be them, can your mother rest in peace?"

Ru Mo's eyes were like smoke, and her gaze gradually became confused, "Master, who are you and what kind of secret do you have?"

"That's right, Master didn't tell you something, but I can't say it now, and you'll know when the time comes. I can only tell you right now, I have a grudge against Hanzi and the palace!" Grim eyes, painful hatred, behind the bloody rain, she chose to live in seclusion. From her beloved apprentice, she saw the shadow of her youth, the remnants of the flowers and the moon falling, what kind of story does this white-haired master have?

"Master, you can tattoo your apprentice." Ru Mo turned back to her senses, and her heart was horizontal, her face was like a thin frost, word by word, extremely clear, as if she was squeezed out of the depths of her throat.

Yu Hanzi's eyes were hot, and he tied several needles to a wooden stick and dipped it in the dye in a small bowl, the snow powder dye was made from plants. The tip of the needle penetrated the tulle, and as it pierced into the skin, the dye slowly seeped in, mixed with small blood stains, oozing blood, red and white, just like the jasmine's flower heart, pure and bewitching.

Ru Mo's breath was rapid, and the needle seemed to seep into her bones and blood, devouring her thoughts, and finally her face was broken, but she didn't cry, only bit her lip and endured the pain.

Yu Hanzi took the needle, and a stunning smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, as if he had a chance to win, and said excitedly; "Mo'er, the thorn is ready, you see, it's so beautiful." Who knew that her apprentice did not answer, and when she looked at it again, Ru Mo had already pulled her head and passed out.

Under the tulle of Ru Mo's bandeau and the upper left side of the nipple hook, a petal of pink jasmine is snow-white, like a dream, like a blood flower as enchanting and charming.

Yu Hanzi stabbed a "blood jasmine" for the apprentice Ru Mo, and what will this jasmine brand change? From this moment on, is she no longer the simple little girl? Will she be able to avenge her mother? Or the "palace fight" behind this elegance has just begun.

In the flashy music, Gong E hugged Ru Mo and walked slowly. Dressed in a red palace dress, the phoenix feathers are flying, and the gorgeous makeup reflects her jade face like a red glow pavement, dazzling people's eyes. The peach-shaped gold cloth on the bun swayed three times, the glass beads dotted with green temples, and the five-petal emerald fine crystals at the center of the eyebrows shimmered, bright and glorifying.

The chief eunuch reads the holy decree; "Fengtian carries the emperor's system and says: Leng Ru Mohui, the daughter of the Leng family, is gentle and virtuous, ice and snow beauty, beautiful and intelligent, and has won my heart, and she is specially canonized as a concubine. Contains the code of edicts, gives the golden book, and will always be the queen. Oh yes! ”

The palace maids waited for Ru Mo to take off her makeup, and she waved her hand slightly, signaling them all to retreat. Xiao Baojuan was still in front of him to accept the congratulations of the courtiers, so she was the only one left in the current dormitory. Standing at the window, he couldn't help but shudder, thinking a lot, "Xiao Yan, will you hate Mo'er?" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Emperor Xiao Baojuan entered Ru Mo's dormitory with the support of Shuang Quan'er, at this time Ru Mo was wearing a thin veil on her upper body, and a bandeau lily skirt on her lower body, and the jasmine tattooed on the left side of her crisp chest was half exposed, which was extremely charming.

Xiao Baojuan faced the candle flame, looked at the half-naked jasmine petal stupidly, instantly excited, his eyes couldn't help narrowing, suddenly smiled slightly, shook off the Shuangquan'er who was supporting him, his body staggered for a while, Ru Mo hurriedly held on, and smiled; "Your Majesty, how much wine have you drunk?"

Xiao Baojuan heard the sound, and suddenly felt intoxicated, the two-colored Mimi's eyes had already wandered away from Ru Mo's bandeau, and his hand began to be dishonest, as if he was going to touch the jasmine pierced on her chest, she stepped back vigilantly, he followed closely, suddenly grabbed her waist, and murmured softly; "Aifei, when did you become so beautiful? Is that jasmine on the chest a painting or a thorn, or a birthmark?"

Ru Mo was shy, squeezed her eyes and smiled, and changed the topic, "Let's not talk about this first." The emperor and his concubines haven't drunk a glass of wine yet? Why don't we finish drinking and discuss whether it's a painting or a thorn. ”

Xiao Baojun pressed Ru Mo's face and laughed softly; "Concubine Ai said very much, now that the beautiful scenery is beautiful, how can you not drink a glass of wine, and when you finish drinking, I will make Concubine Ai drunk like a dream......"

Xiao Baojuan's mouth full of wine blew into Ru Mo's ears, making her hairs stand up, took away Xiao Baojuan's "claws", broke free, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile; "Your Majesty, let's drink with the concubines?"

Xiao Baojuan twisted his waist and walked over, took the wine glass, drank it all, sighed excitedly, sighed with emotion, and raised his voice; "Ai Concubine, I can marry you, originally I was worried that you would not like me, but I didn't expect to take you out of the palace, you changed your mind to marry me, do you know that after your brother Leng Su ran back alone in 'Begonia Building', I thought I would never see you again, but then you came back again, providence, you are still my ...... after all" With this effort, he poured himself a large glass of wine, poured it into his mouth, and spit it out as soon as possible with the strength of the wine.

"On that day, the concubine died, Mo'er felt sad, so he and his brother went to worship his brother, and he told his liver and sausage, and then he met the master who had been teaching Mo'er since he was a child, and after the master's enlightenment, Mo'er figured it out, and thanked the emperor for your sincerity to Mo'er, how could Mo'er be willing to leave you, and Mo'er's sister is also in the palace, the mother is gone, and Mo'er only has her brother and sister the closest." Ru Mo's eyes were slightly red, and she narrated with an apologetic face, looking pitiful, but this kind of grievance evolved into the bottom of her heart. "Mo'er came back to avenge her mother, but the price of revenge is that I have to give up my love with Xiao Yan!"

The red candle has been half burned, and the air is filled with a slight aroma of wine, at this time, Emperor Xiao Baojun began to pause after a while of chattering, burped, swallowed his twentieth glass of wine, looked at Ru Mo with bright eyes, and murmured, "Concubine Mo, my Concubine Mo, I have been thinking about you for a long time, today is our day of great joy, hurry up and do the 'Gift of Zhou Gong'......" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly picked up Ru Mo, staggered to the clouds, and swam to the front of the bed.

Xiao Baojuan threw Ru Mo on the couch, and made up for it excitedly, not forgetting to mumble in his mouth; "Ai Concubine, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, I am with you at this moment, but I can't exchange it for ten thousand gold."