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The sedan chair traveled to the front of the Changchun* Palace, and Ling Surong, who was dressed in a moon-white butterfly pattern palace dress, stepped forward and helped Jian Huaizhen to get off the sedan chair. She saw that Jian Huaizhen's black hair was slightly messy, her face was pale, and there were a few drops of dry blood stains on her neck, and she exclaimed, "Where has the little master gone?" What's going on with this blood stain? If you teach our mother to see it, she will always be distressed to death. ”

Jian Huaizhen held Ling Yunrong's sleeves, and the tangled flowers on the cuffs were scattered, describing it beautifully. She looked calm as usual, and smiled: "Aunt Su is not surprised. I'll tell my mother about these things later. I went out with my brother at first, but did he come back? ”

"Returned." Ling Surong's complexion was a little ugly for a while, as if he had lit a thin layer of green paint: "Brother Gongzi has made a mistake, and now he is waiting for the emperor to fall in Suishou Palace." Concubine Quan Xian sat with the Lord Banzai, and our mother is also there, so don't worry too much. ”

While the two were talking, they had already walked through the cloud steps and entered the palace.

The shadow of the flowers in the courtyard is sparse, the shadow of the trees is pale, the evening sun shines on the golden glazed tile roof, and the twilight is a little blurred for a while, and the people who shine are miserable and vaguely in a trance. Ling Junrong told her what he had heard. She tried her best to say this matter tactfully: "Although the emperor favors Concubine Quanxian, our mother can finally speak in front of the emperor." Niangniang had already delayed the emperor, waiting for the little master to come back to testify for the son-in-law, and sent a slave to wait for the little master to come back. ”

Jian Huaizhen has always been quiet and cold, and he couldn't help frowning when he heard the words. The emperor has always favored Concubine Quan Xian, how can he tolerate someone disrespecting her? Although she already knew in her heart that the whole thing was a bureau arranged by others, how should she talk to the emperor?

What's more, that person is...... It's the emperor. It is the emperor she dreams of seeing, but once she wants to see it, she feels timid.

Ling Yunrong took Jian Huaizhen to the warm pavilion of the Chengxi Hall of the West Side Palace, and changed into a new set of jade-colored folded branch pattern flower skirts. Luo's skirt is plain white, and the artistic conception is sparse, which makes her more and more beautiful, elegant and graceful.

Time is running out, Jian Huaizhen picked out a golden hairpin with a butterfly dance and tied it on the top of his hair, the golden hairpin is embroidered with plum blossom bones, and the two golden silk butterfly wings above the plum blossom are unfolded, and the half-moon-shaped jade pieces are inlaid below, decorated with silver tassels. After tying her hair, her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, like the first bloom of smoke and green clouds. She has black hair and white clothes, and her eyebrows are light, like an orchid in the mountains.

Ling Yunrong was puzzled, and said casually: "This step of shaking the butterfly dance golden hairpin is rarely used by the masters on weekdays. ”

Jian Huaizhen was silent, and his dark eyes were deep and invisible.

"The green hairpin is made of gold, and the butterfly dances on the hairpin. Who knows, the moon is full of flowers. Although it is only a small golden hairpin, she also has her own plans. It's just that the emperor ...... I don't know.

The flower steps of Suishou Palace, are all made of white marble, the steps are plated out of the penmanship of the elegant "Shou" word, carved around with fish algae, wind pattern, lotus, flowers and birds, Yingluo and other patterns. The front of the steps is covered by the bamboo, the green and blue are like washing, and the mottled light and shadow are cast on the jade steps.

Ling Yunrong went first to pass the word, and before long, a little eunuch came out and asked Jian Huaizhen to go in. In Jian Huaizhen's heart, he had mixed feelings and sorrows for a while, and he only felt that the old hatred and old hatred and old feelings were all stuck here.

Once, in her heart, she fantasized about the appearance of the emperor thousands of times; Once, in her heart, she imagined meeting the emperor thousands of times. It was only when I actually saw it that I realized that it was not.

In the high and empty Suishou Palace, Zhu Di sits high on the red sandalwood carved cloud dragon and tiger pattern chair in the middle, Wang Guifei in his left hand sits on the rose chair with yellow pear claw pattern, and Concubine Quan Xian sits on the Arhat chair inlaid with enamel jade rattan in his right hand. The surroundings were densely packed with palace maids and eunuchs, and Jian Wenying straightened up and knelt in the middle. In the huge palace, there was not a single sound, even a small bead flower falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Jian Huaizhen dragged the long skirt like water, walked around, walked in front of Zhu Di, bowed with palace etiquette, and said politely: "The courtier Jian Huaizhen knocked on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”

Zhu Di looked and saw that the woman in front of him was about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in plain clothes like frost and white snow, scorching and gorgeous, with long hair like black satin, clear eyes like clear water, elegant and elegant, quiet and gentle. Looking at it carefully, I felt that between her gestures, there was a vague bearing and elegance of the imperial concubine Lian Siyao, who had passed away for many years.

For a while, Zhu Di only felt a little dizzy, and always suspected that he had seen it wrong.

Jian Huaizhen gently raised his eyes to look at Zhu Di, at this time, he was already a person who was over the age of six, but he was still in good spirits, with a strange appearance, elegant beard, dignified appearance, and exuding a compelling kingly aura all over his body.

Jian Huaizhen only felt that his mind was extremely complicated and his mood was extremely nervous.

At this time, a little eunuch who was in charge of the dust stepped forward and whispered a few words to Zhu Di. Zhu Di nodded and replied, "Biography." ”

The little eunuch stood on tiptoe, walked to the door of the hall in a hurry, and sang in a long voice: "Spread like a concubine ——— Niangniang"

Immediately after that someone entered the temple. The man smiled as he walked: "The concubine originally wanted to come to meet the concubine, but she didn't want the emperor and the concubine's sister to be here." Her voice is tactful and very charming, making people smell it like a cloud, and the morning light enters the valley, don't be a little refreshed.

While speaking, she had already walked up to Zhu Di and saluted Zhu Di, Wang Guifei, and Quan Xianfei. Wang Guifei instructed Ling Surong to take the same enamel jade rattan-faced Arhat chair as Concubine Quan Xian, put it under herself, and invited her to sit down. It turned out that over the years, Ji Gang has done a lot of things for Zhu Di that he is inconvenient to do, which can be described as a great contribution. Zhu Di has the heart to canonize Concubine Ru as Concubine De, which is already known to everyone in the palace, and only one edict is needed.

The four concubines of the harem are all genuine products, respectively, "noble and virtuous". Concubine Ru was soon established as Concubine De, and her position was even higher than Concubine Quanxian. Therefore, it was inconvenient for Wang Guifei to treat her lightly, of course, she taught her to sit on her own head, and she could not indulge her.

Jian Huaizhen's heart fluctuated, uncertain, and his heart was surging. All of a sudden, I saw two people, one was my loved one, but they were just a few steps away, but they were as far away as if they were across the clouds. The other is the biggest enemy in his life, but he can't hate her and envy her, so he can only kneel there quietly, and let his hatred turn into a demon flower in his heart.

is too sad, and the heart is gray. Sometimes life is like this, you can't love, you can't hate.

Jian Huaizhen's eyebrows were cold, and he looked up at Concubine Ru, as if he wanted to engrave this woman in his heart forever. She is dressed in a carved silk mud gold and silver Ruyi cloud pattern satin, draped in a soft neon cloud brocade cloak, with a "nest of silk" on her head, cloud sideburns and crows, like light smoke and mist, and a gold silk eight treasures bead hairpin on the right side of the bun, the hairpin beads are made of a round and snow-white east pearl, which is dazzling and dazzling. The plum blossom chisel flower gold lock hanging on the neck and the inlaid treasure enamel gilt earrings reflect each other, splendid and brilliant, and the treasure is pearlescent. Everywhere she passed, the rich aroma of Jiuzhen incense was overflowing, making people smell as if they were intoxicated.

She smiled before she spoke, her face was powerful, although she was a little old, she was still radiant, more beautiful than the fairy concubine, and she was gorgeous.

The beads between the tips of the concubine's hair swayed gently, and she asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, the two mothers, I don't know what happened, there is such a pair of young and beautiful people kneeling on the cold ground, which child made the mistake?" ”

When Zhu Di heard that he said this, he was angry and his tone was much softer, so he said to Jian Huaizhen: "You get up and talk back." ”

Jian Huaizhen's lips opened lightly, and he replied softly: "The courtiers obey the order." "In my heart, I can't calm down.

Zhu Di glanced at Jian Wenying, and when he saw him holding his head high, he couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, and asked Jian Huaizhen: "Jian Huaizhen, you tell me the truth about what you and Jian Wenying have seen and heard today." If there is a half-lie-" He glanced at the delicate and beautiful Concubine Quan Xian: "I will definitely spare your brothers and sisters!" ”

Jian Huaizhen lowered her eyebrows, suppressed the resentment and excitement in her chest, and quietly recounted what happened in one day, only omitting Fang Xiao's rescue of her.

Zhu Di's beard trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at Jian Huaizhen, as if he had another embrace. After listening to Jian Huaizhen tell what happened, he pondered for a moment before turning around and asking Concubine Quan Xian: "What does Aiqing think about today's matter?" ”

"The concubine remembered that when Jian Wenying broke into the 'Shazhou Leng', she once shouted, 'You thief, I see where you are fleeing'. At that time, I didn't know that he was really the son of Jian Shangshu, and I only brought him to the sister of the concubine for confirmation because he was an assassin, but I didn't want to alarm the emperor again. Now, it seems, he wasn't lying. Concubine Quan Xian was straightforward, and there was no flicker in her words.

Wang Guifei also helped beside her, and said slowly: "The emperor knows Jian Shangshu's personality best. Where can the son he trained go? Wen Ying, this child, has a straightforward temperament, and the concubine has always liked it. He does things above board, and he won't do things if he is foolish. Please think twice. ”

Speaking of this, she paused, glanced at Concubine Ru from the corner of her eye, and continued: "What's more, so many things have happened in one day. First Wen Ying was introduced to the sandbank cold, and then the girl Huaizhen was hunted down and killed, and the concubine always felt that it was not as simple as a coincidence. It seems that it is time for the concubine to ask the emperor for an order and start investigating the affairs of the harem. Every word she says has a meaning, and there is a deep meaning in her words.

Concubine Ru sat on the Arhat chair, fiddled with the gem-inlaid pearl finger guard gold armor set in her hand, and said with a smile: "The harem has always been quiet, plain and stable, but I don't know why these two children of Jian Shangshu have been living in the palace for a few days, and so many things have happened. Could it be that these two children are so handsome that even thieves like to look at them? The emperor and the two ladies don't laugh, the concubines are just joking. As he spoke, he covered his mouth and smiled.

Jian Huaizhen's eyes were slightly closed, his long eyelashes covered his eyelids, and he only felt an indescribable coldness in his heart. This concubine is the most laughing on her face, clever words, and seems to be amiable, but in fact, in every sentence, there is a sharp and dark killing intention, as sharp as a blade, although it is not to kill with a knife, but it is enough to seriously injure people.

It turned out that the one who killed his biological mother was such a powerful character.