The night in the Forbidden City seems to be extraordinarily deep. Ruyi remembered that when she was in the palace, the courtyard was also a big courtyard, and the concubines of Fujin also had their own pavilion courtyards, but that night was shallow, and one end could see the other. Standing in his own courtyard, silently counting, a few times ahead of the courtyard is Hongli's study. The night was boring, and a few steps out of the pavilion was the courtyard of the concubine's room. Although there are also disagreements and competition for favor, but those are all things under the nose. There are always a few who are slightly better, pouring tea, using snacks, talking and laughing, and they also fill the loneliness. Even Hongli walked into someone's attic, and the lights on the floor of the favored person were also particularly bright, and the sadness and jealousy were visible, and there was more and more hope.

But now, the rules are getting bigger and bigger, the palace walls are deep, and under the shadow of the vermilion wall, people have become tiny ants. The long street is deep, even if it is full of palace maids, it is quiet and silent, and it is so quiet that people are afraid. Many times Ruyi sat in the warm pavilion, quietly listening to the more leaky dripping, thinking that there was no one around, and when she turned her head, she was standing like a mud puppet, outside the hall, under the corridor, and there were more people inside and outside the palace, but they were all people who couldn't speak. Among the concubines who entered the palace, only Su Luyun and Coriette's Hailan were particularly good. They are all peace-spirited people. In the past, she had a sharp and arrogant temperament, and she and Gao Xiyue had always been indistinguishable from each other. Gao Xiyue has Huang Qiyun and Jin Yuyan by her side, and she is even more attached to Fu Chalang, and she just doesn't say much to them coldly. But now, Su Luyun is immersed in the sorrow that his son can't see his brother when he goes, and he is just depressed every time. As for Hailan, Chenghuan was forgotten by Hongli overnight, and he was ridiculed and white-eyed. Although Ruyi doesn't like Hongli to have a new favorite, she can't see everyone bullying her in the end, and occasionally says a word in front of Hongli, so that Hailan's identity is fulfilled and she has a place to live in the house. For this reason, Hailan also likes to follow her all the time, timidly, like looking for a wounded bird with wings to shelter, always looking pitiful. Now that Hailan lives with Xiyue, it is inconvenient for her to always interact with Hailan, lest Xiyue mind and make Hailan more and more sad.

As a result, Ruyi felt even more lonely. Like a candle burning in the main hall, she was the only one, burning alone, no matter how it only burned herself.

The emperor had just ascended the throne, and there were not many days to enter the harem. Every day, the worship room handed the sign up, and it took three or four days to turn over a green card, first the queen, and then Hui Guifei, as if she came according to the rank. Ruyi looked forward to counting, thinking that it should always be her turn, but the emperor didn't turn over the cards for a long time.

Gradually, she also realized that this loneliness was useless. The days in the palace will only get longer and longer, and even the golden beast spine is also suppressing the resentment of the women in the palace.

This night was stormy, and even a few chrysanthemums in the courtyard of Yanxi Palace were blown off, and petals piled up all over the ground. The weather in the capital, after the middle of October, is getting colder and colder day by day. Ruyi finished dinner, changed into Yanju's elegant blue silk embroidered branch five-petal plum pattern shirt, the appropriate shade of cyan plain dark flower spring silk, only silver thread embroidered sparse a few light crimson folded five-petal plum blossoms, each plum blossom stamen are embroidered with rice grains of large pink and white rice beads, lined with the green silk between the tourmaline plum blossoms reflected the candle flame flashing. Several new stoves were added to the ground, all of which were filled with fine silver charcoal, which burned quite like pine branches.

Ruyi held a scroll of palace words and leaned on the couch in the warm pavilion, listening to the wind outside the window and whining, her eyes were a little tired. She closed her eyes in a daze, and suddenly her hand was empty, and the scroll in her hand seemed to have been taken away by someone. She opened her eyes lazily, and only said softly: "Ah Zhen, I want to read that book." ”

Her face seemed to be breathed by someone, she was startled, and suddenly opened her eyes, but saw the emperor leaning over with a smile, shaking the book in his hand and saying: "I also said that when I read books, I have become a sleepy cat." ”

Ruyi hurriedly got up and blessed herself, and said angrily: "When the emperor comes, there is no word outside, just to see the jokes of the concubines." ”