She replied to my words with a smile, "Your Majesty ordered it to be sent for your Highness to cleanse your face." ”

Clean? It's a good word, isn't it okay to just say wash your face? This boring palace of the king, Jing only thinks about torturing himself.

It's no wonder that Ah Wan, who is the prince of the Hou Mansion, doesn't like to come since he was a child, and the only time he came was by me.

Waving at her, I said, "You take it down, I don't want to use it to wash my face, I just wash my face with five minutes of warm water."

With this," he looked at again and shook his head, "It's too extravagant to use this." So much goat's milk is enough to feed several lambs, and the tiger's mouth can't take it, and it's immoral to take it from the sheep's mouth.

It's easy to lose your life, I don't want it. ”

I refused simply, and after refusing, I was faintly a little cowardly, not afraid of anything else, I was afraid that the little maid in front of me would be like the one in front of me, and she would kneel down before she finished three sentences.

Holding half of Xizi's heart, he was worried for a while before hearing her reply, "Yes, Your Highness doesn't want the slave and maid to take this down." ”

"Uh-huh!" I hummed a few times at her reality and expressed my satisfaction.

But seeing her stepping out of the house, and seeing her toes hanging in the air, she slowly took it back.

Afraid that something would happen, I hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

She smiled and leaned her hand holding the basin towards me slightly, "Your Highness doesn't want to use this mutton fat to cleanse your face, so please find a way out for it, if you lose it, wouldn't it be in vain for Your Highness's pity?" ”

Her voice was soft, like the rain in Zhuji, Jiangnan, gentle and soft, long and long, very good.

"Then ......," I thought for a moment, and asked, "are there any little cubs in the palace?" It doesn't matter what kind of cub it is, as long as it's a cub. The goat's milk was boiled hot and fed to it. ”

"Yes!" She replied to me, "A few days ago, Concubine Lu Guifei's cangtuan seems to have just given birth to a litter of cubs, and His Royal Highness's pot of mutton fat is just right for them." ”

"Oh? That's right. I echoed her excitement and urged, "Then go!" Send it while it's hot! ”

With a basin full of mutton fat, she finally saluted me, "Yes, slave and maid retire!" ”

I was the only one left in the unfamiliar environment, and I walked around to take a look, and after a little understanding, I nodded knowingly, I have to say, this house is very expensive.

The materials for repairs are expensive, the ornaments for blooming are expensive, and even a potted plant in a corner that is not eye-catching is also expensive.

I sat in such a luxurious room, with my chin in my hands on my hands, and looked up through the window and looked at the sky.

It's going to rain again!

I don't like rain right now, and it's not just because yesterday's rain ruined my highlights. It's also because of the previous rain, there was a delay, and the current rain is only me.

Ah Wan said that the sound of rain is cursed, and when you are alone, listening to the ticking sound under the eaves, it is difficult not to feel lonely.

Over the years, Ah Wan has raised me very well, so I don't want to be sad at all, even if I have to break into my heart because of the rendering of the environment.

As the rain got heavier and heavier, I struggled to close the window and run to the bed to kick off my shoes.

It's better to hide under the covers and get some sleep!

As soon as the quilt was covered, it was already noon when I woke up again, and my nominal father sent someone again, this time not sheep fat but a scroll of will.

The purpose probably means that yesterday's canonization ceremony was not completed, and he felt that he had treated me badly, so he would let Si Tianzhi choose another auspicious day.

He promised me that he would declare my existence to the whole world.

After receiving the decree, I bent my eyebrows and sent the chief eunuch who announced the decree out with a smile.

I opened the decree and read the content again, and the feeling of helplessness did not decrease but increased, and I really wanted to rush to the nominal father and tell him that there was no need to choose a day, and the whole world already knew that there was an extra me in the palace.

But when I think about it, I cherish my life like me, or I choose to ignore it and let everything flow.

Just like when Ah Wan asked me that question on the eaves, I thought obviously I wouldn't, but when that question came, I still left the palace and entered the palace according to the will.

It looks a little thin and cool!

But so what? I'm afraid of death!

I lived in the palace for a month, and during this month, my living environment was not only Fuchen Palace, but also Fuchen Palace.

Sitting on the swing frame that had only been erected not long ago, I had my legs dangling for a while. When I was tired of looking at the sky, I woke up and looked at the ground, and I really felt that the days were boring.

Fuchen Palace is very large, and there are not a few palace maids and eunuchs who were sent by Emperor Yanwen to serve me.

But real boredom doesn't change depending on the number of people.

There are many reasons why I am bored, but the main one is my self-directed alienation.

There are too many people in the palace, and they are afraid of me because of my identity and the only favor that I have had since I entered the palace, and because I am from the people and do not know the etiquette, they are far away from me.

Far away, these four words are really appropriate to describe their attitude towards me.

I like sincerity, sincere sharing, sincere closeness, sincere like, very sincere, if there is a little bit missing, it will not work!

Sitting on the swing rack and looking at the hair blown in front of me by the wind, I thought, if I can keep doing this, it seems to be nothing.

Remembering what I discussed with Ah Wan not long ago, about the way couples in the world get along, if the two can't get along, it seems to be very good to be able to respect each other.

Otherwise, how can there be such a word as "respect each other"?

I'm too young to get married, and they're not husband and wife with me. But even so, I was counting on the word "respect" that all the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace and I could deal with.

They respect me, and it's good to stay away from me, as long as they don't harm me.

I think of the beauty, but the years can always make my beauty into the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror.

The long-delayed canonization ceremony became the stone that shattered my good wish.

As mentioned above, canonization pays attention to good days, and it has not been that there have been no good days in the past few months, but every good day that is calculated accurately will be coincidentally moistened by rain, and the degree of moisture depends on the specific situation.

Those civil officials in the court who were not accustomed to seeing my nominal father so generously to me had already written stacks of folds and passed six copies, wore Chinese books, and sent them to my father.

There is also someone who I don't know when, and I accidentally offended, desperately trying to take advantage of this strange rain that is "coincidental" every time, to spread rumors about my life and ruin my future.

She said that my six relatives are indifferent, and my five phases are lost. Saying that I am indifferent is the reincarnation of heaven.

The three of them became tigers, and the rumors did not delay time and stopped at the wise, and it snowballed, rolling bigger and bigger.

It was not until three years later, in the summer of the seventeenth year of Yanwen.

On the day of the summer solstice, my titular father decided to officially entrust the throne of the kingdom to me.

This act became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and naturally became the last snowflake before the snowball saturated and collapsed.

In the high position of Ronghua, I stared at him as many years ago, in addition to persistence, I was still persistent.

"Ah......" I opened my mouth for a long time, but I couldn't spit out the second syllable.

The poison had entered my lungs, stirring my internal organs, convulsions hurt, and I wanted to fall to the ground, curled up, rolling on the ground, but looking at him, I vetoed the idea.

Against the headwind and snow, he is walking towards me, we haven't seen each other for a long time, even now, there are many misunderstandings, even now, he hates me, I really, well, miss him so much.

He doesn't like dirt, so he has to swallow blood, and he likes quiet girls, so he can't have rolling or anything.

"Ah ......"

Three feet high, five steps away, I fell in front of him, exerting all my strength, but still failed to call out the word "night"!

Pander to...... Late! At first, these two words were my greatest salvation in my life as Su Ming, and then they became guilt, and then ... It's a pity!

I finally got him into the palace, and I finally shrunk the distance so short, and it was not easy...

It's true... It's not easy.

But after so much effort, why can't I call him clearly?

If you know it earlier, you will eat the poison later!

"And after that?" Yin Pingqiang observed my expression, and when he saw that he was only slightly ill, he continued to ask, "What happened after that." ”

I opened my eyes that had been closed for a long time and looked at him, unable to do anything, "I can't remember." He took off the fragrant jade on his neck and handed it back to him, "Can you summon a soul again?" I thought one more time, maybe I would be able to remember everything.

Yin Pingqiang put away the fragrant jade and shook his head at me, "The secret art of soul conjuring requires the right time, place and people, and the princess is no longer suitable for conjuring spirits again today." ”

"Oh~" I lowered my eyes in distress, although this time the spirit remembered a lot of things from the past, but the most important thing was not at all.

Gaotai poisonous wine, Qin Wang Qingjun. According to historical records, Su Ming, the eldest daughter of Emperor Yanwen, was the eldest princess, and died at the age of 17 at the age of 18.

How could I, who was so afraid of death, risk the world's disapproval to be the emperor of the children of Naraush?

Eighteen, what did I think eighteen look like?

Or ride a horse and gallop into the wilderness to become a rare female general in the world, or Getai warm strings go to the fingertips to be an indifferent fame and fortune of the elegant person, no matter how poor, you can also travel the world to indulge in the mountains and rivers and be an idler with nothing to do.

Countless or, countless possibilities, that are countless happy, waiting, talking about the plan to be implemented with Ah Wan.

There are countless countless miles, but there is no such thing, I am dead, but it seems that I am not completely dead.

In a horrific way, he became a different person entirely.

As the morning light caught my eyes, I sent Yin Pingqiang out of the house, leaned against the door frame, and slowly closed my eyes again.

The sun is warm on the face, and the whole person is like a new life.

Perhaps, I am dead, I died at the age of eighteen, and now I am just a rebirth, coincidentally still eighteen.

It's only Qinmen's concubine, not Yuanyang Su Ming.

"Second Miss?" A girl wearing a goose yellow background embroidered with white magnolia flowers opened the courtyard door with breakfast, and she saw me leaning on the door from a distance to sleep, and called me excitedly.

I opened my eyes, "Huh? After a while, I watched her approach, and then I remembered the identity of the person in front of me. Oh! It's Meng Xi! What's wrong? What do you want me to do? "Preemptively, I asked.

A casserole of porridge asked her to serve it steadily, even if she was striding without spilling half a point, I changed to a posture leaning against the door, nodded with satisfaction, the chassis is very stable, and she is a practitioner.

"In the end, Mr. Qiang's medical skills are superb, unlike those street warlocks, who talk a lot one by one, but they don't do anything at all."