The slave has a quiet temperament, and it is an hour to sit in the pavilion on the second floor of Zhu Yunlou. She lay on the porch, her eyes looking into the distance, thoughtful. Here she can see two of the tallest and grandest buildings in the entire imperial city—

The first is the Longyang Palace, which is a palace unique to the king of a country. Its eaves are carved into the shape of a giant dragon, which looks lifelike from a distance, as if there is really a golden dragon around the top, which is particularly majestic, showing the different status and supreme power.

The second is Zhengyang Palace, which is probably a palace that women all over the world want to live in. Under the whole world, the royal land is all over the world, only here is extremely extravagant, the pepper room is favored, and there is a phoenix. The phoenix of the rising sun, facing Longyang, echoes with the emperor. Living here is the most noble woman in the world, the Queen's Honor.

When will you have such power? Become the supreme in the world and become the one who dominates life and death.

The slave was thinking.

If at that time, she had such power, she could protect her mother and protect Xiaoyi. They weren't going to die, everything was going to be fine, but she didn't. She didn't have anything. So I could only watch my mother being humiliated, watching Li harm her but doing nothing, and watching my younger brother die at the hands of his father. That night, when I think about it, all I have left is my mother's forbearance cry and the cold sword that pierced Wei Yi's body. Also, the cold that stings the bones.

"Why is the girl sitting here again? It's so windy outside, what if you catch a cold? ”

The slave turned around, and a thick coat had already wrapped her. Nu'er lowered her head and pulled the placket of her clothes, "Look at the novelty here, and don't look at the time." She squeezed the big coat with her hand and asked, "Is this the new dress that my mother sent a few days ago?" ”

This piece is very good-looking, the material is excellent brocade, and the plum blossom pattern is embroidered on all sides. The fiery red color is very eye-catching in winter. However, this is not a new clothes, but the clothes at the bottom of Li Yuzhi's box were taken to the tailor to be smaller, and they were refurbished again, and they looked like they were newly made. But those who are good at needlework will see that these are old clothes from the past. Fang Gu naturally knew it, but Nu'er couldn't see it when she was young, so she didn't need to talk much, so she nodded along with Nu'er's words, "Yes, the eldest lady who was still in the mansion a few days ago sent someone to send it over." ”

"This piece is really beautiful. My mother really thinks of me as her own. Such good clothes gave me such a concubine, it must not be easy to get, and it is not heavy and warm to wear. The slave smiled, her hand caressing the fur collar on the edge of the big coat, as if she liked it very much.

It has always been the most important clothing to keep out the cold in winter, no matter rich or poor, everyone makes it very thick, so it is often a little heavy. And the one that the slave is wearing now is the old clothes at the bottom of Li Yuzhi's box, although it has been changed to a smaller size, but the material is indeed there. It stands to reason that even if this piece is not heavy, it is by no means light......

Fang Gu quietly reached out to tighten the neckline for the slave, she still had a faint smile on her face, but her heart gradually sank. There is something wrong with this garment.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the slave was tinkering with her clothes, and without paying attention, her handkerchief fell down the stone steps of the building. The slave exclaimed in a low voice, Fang Gu shook her head helplessly, and sure enough, she was still a child, "The fourth girl will go back to the room first, and the slave will go down first to pick up the handkerchief." ”

Don't underestimate a handkerchief, if a woman's handkerchief appears in the hands of other men, it will affect the honor. Therefore, it must not be easily lost. What's more, the handkerchief was also embroidered with the word "slave".

However, not long after the slave returned to the room, Fang Gu went upstairs with a plate of snacks and said apologetically, "The slave has looked for it downstairs a few times, and I'm afraid that the handkerchief has fallen off." ”

"Didn't Fang just fall on the stone steps? I didn't get it back. ”

Originally, the slave maid thought the same way. But when the slave maid went downstairs, she really didn't find the handkerchief, and she was probably picked up by a passing palace person. ”

Fang Gu would not be stupid enough to put away the handkerchief by herself, not to mention that she is not in time for it now, even if the handkerchief really falls into anyone's hands, she will not be able to make a big deal. Thinking of this, the slave didn't pursue it anymore, but just waved his little hand, "That's it, if you lose it, you lose it." I remember that when I came, Bai Shuang took several handkerchiefs and took them again. ”

Seeing this plate of snacks on the table, it is small and delicate. The slave couldn't help but ask, "This is the dim sum from the imperial dining room?" ”

Seeing that the slave didn't care, Fang Gu was in a much better mood. She took a piece and handed it to the slave, "This is a snack sent by the third lady just now, saying that Aunt Jiang made it herself, and she specially sent it over to taste it." ”

The slave took a bite, and the snack melted in the mouth, and the sweetness spread little by little on the tip of the tongue, making people have an endless aftertaste without feeling tired of panic. She praised, "Aunt Jiang is worthy of being a person who serves her father when she is a child, and this skill is really excellent." The slave ate another piece, and suddenly remembered something, "Last month, my father rewarded me with a wolf pen, I remember that the third sister used to like to write and draw, and I will give it to her later, and I will return this snack as a gift." ”

When night falls, another side of the Imperial City is revealed.

Eerie, cold and mysterious.

In the deepest part of the palace, in a very old-looking palace. A boy sat at the top, he was still young, he looked like he was about fifteen or sixteen years old. But he was wearing a Xuan robe, his eyes did not have too much emotion, and his cold appearance was very consistent with this imperial city.

"The master should not go out today. There are people outside the palace, if people are aware of it, how should the mother explain it. Someone in the darkness said in a deep voice.

"If anyone notices, kill it." The boy got up and walked straight to the dormitory, where he shut himself up in the darkness and said no more.

A gust of wind came, and a handkerchief drifted down from the seat where the boy had left. The handkerchief fell to the ground, and the word "slave" was embroidered on it.