Jing'er waited outside the Buddha hall for a while, and Qiao Hua walked out of it with an oil-paper umbrella.

Qiao Hua was also slightly surprised when she saw Jing'er: "Jing'er, why are you here?" Do you have something to do with me? ”

Jing'er helped prop up Qiao Hua's oil-paper umbrella and said with a smile: "Beware of some light rain." Actually, I was waiting for you in the Shanggong Bureau, but Shuangdie said that you came to pray for blessings, and I arrived here. ”

A few damaged leaves fell on the cuffs of Dao Qiaohua, and then fell on the ground that had not yet dried, and sure enough, the heavy rain that had just stopped for a short time began to drift lightly again. Qiao Hua asked in a low voice, "Do you have anything important to tell me?" ”

Jing'er nodded: "Su Jieyu asked me to transfer you some silver, worried that you will be short of money when you reward other eunuchs and palace maids in the palace." Jieyu said that it is absolutely impossible to do things in the palace without money. ”

Qiao Hua took the money bag in Jing'er's hand steadily, and the breeze blew her hands as if they were about to coagulate a layer of frost, "Tell Jieyu for me, thank her for thinking about me like a sister." ”

Jing'er nodded in agreement, suddenly thought about it again, her face gradually turned red, and asked Qiao Hua, "Qiao Hua, are you just ...... In the Buddha hall, are you asking for the blessing of the Bodhisattva for someone? ”

Suddenly, a vague sourness swept through Qiao Hua's heart like a cold wind at the moment, and the flush on Qiao Hua's face didn't even notice it.

"Yes, I have someone I like." Qiao Hua admitted embarrassedly.

Jing'er was a little excited, and said with a smile: "That's good, you also have someone you like, I'll give you a carrier pigeon." Look at the way you pray, it seems that your sweetheart is far away? It is better to use carrier pigeons to convey friendship, and it is much more convenient to exchange letters. ”

The vague sourness became clearer and clearer, like the juice of begonias slowly soaking into Qiao Hua's internal organs, no matter how strong her appearance was, she couldn't hide the fact that her heart was fragile.

The evening glow soon faded away, replaced by endless darkness, and it took a quarter of an hour to walk from the Buddha hall back to the palace bureau.

Qiao Hua looked at Jing'er's happy expression for herself, and thanked her: "Thank you for thinking of these ways for me." ”

Jing'er looked at the long street full of drizzle in front of her, and said, "Su Jieyu once said that one day, if you want to see me get married, I don't know when this day will come." Maybe what I can't do for Jieyu, you can do it for Jieyu. If one day, you really marry your current sweetheart, don't forget, you must let Su Jieyu see you get married. ”

Qiao Hua raised his face slightly, his face was slightly itchy, and he didn't know if it was a drizzle or tears flowing down his cheeks.

The drizzle of the night fell silently, and only the water stains on the ground stirred up ripples in circles and circles, circle after circle, the first circle just dissipated, and the next circle slowly dispersed. If the rain doesn't stop, the storm won't stop.

The queen ordered Zhenlan to close the door of the main hall of Qingning Palace, and suddenly the cold air was blocked out.

Zhenlan lit the Heyang flower candle and put it on the queen's chaise longue, and said: "Niangniang, on the thirteenth day of this month, you and Your Majesty are going to leave the palace to pray for blessings. ”

The queen's fingers wandered on the surface of the luxurious satin on the body, making a burst of "sizzling" sound, this needle and thread, it must be woven with countless painstaking efforts, I don't know if I wear it on the body at this moment, can I feel the hardships of the embroidery girls when sewing?

"This palace knows," replied the queen, "only this palace and His Majesty will go together to worship the heavens, and of course, the mages of the Treasure Law Hall are also indispensable." On a cloudy day, you can burn the Buddhist scriptures I copied. ”

Zhenlan rubbed her legs for the queen and agreed.

The hall was extremely quiet, and it seemed that the sound of ripples on the pool could be heard, and the raindrops outside the window floated onto the window paper, and then slid down, flowing out of the tear-stained shade.

The queen supported her hand and said, "Out of the palace in the past few days, the palace also plans to hand over the power of the six palaces to Concubine De." ”

Zhenlan's hand slowed down and asked, "Why does Niangniang still plan to do this?" ”

The corners of the queen's mouth raised slightly, "Since last year's method was effective, then it is worth repeating the old trick." This palace knows that Concubine De and the palace maid named Qiao Hua have also formed a relationship, if this palace is not in the palace, Concubine De will inevitably get rid of Qiao Hua privately. ”

Zhenlan understood, bowed her head deeply, continued to rub her legs for the queen, and said: "What manuscripts does Qiao Hua have in her hands, such terrible evidence can't be left in her hands, and she can only be eliminated by Concubine De's hand." ”

The sound of the rain is soft, like the flame of a candle in the sun, untouchable.

The queen looked at the light smoke in the incense burner on the table, took a deep breath, and asked, "What kind of incense did you order?" ”

Zhenlan said with a smile: "The slave maid saw that it was raining outside, and Niangniang was copying Buddhist scriptures in the hall, so she lit agarwood incense, hoping to make Niangniang's mind clearer and sleep peacefully later." ”

The light smoke of agarwood incense swirls in the air for a long time. The queen muttered words in her mouth, constantly twisting the Buddhist beads in her hand.

But when she heard a soft sound, the Buddhist beads in the queen's hand suddenly broke, and they fell to the ground like a torrential rain, rolling away in all directions, and the noise was noisy, which shocked the queen and Zhenlan at the same time.

"Jane, Janeland...... Quick, pick it up. The queen lost her mind for a moment, and then regained her concentration.

Zhenlan was a little flustered, picked up all the Buddha beads, and handed them to the queen, who hurriedly held them in the palm of her hand, put her hands together, put them in front of her forehead, and kept twisting "Amitabha".

As soon as the thunderbolt sounded, the thunder "boomed" in time and space, and a lightning bolt was like a miserable white day, illuminating the Qingning Hall in the blink of an eye, and then fell into endless darkness.

Zhenlan hurriedly held the agarwood incense burner on the table, for fear that if she was not careful, she would fall to the ground.

A moment of tranquility.

The queen closed her eyes and shook her head with difficulty, but she heard a familiar voice coming from the door: "Queen, it's me here." ”

The queen seemed to be in disbelief for a long time, slowly let go of her hands from her eyes, looked to the left, and knew that she saw that the emperor was indeed standing under the cloud top beam, so the queen trembled and got up and saluted: "Your Majesty is safe." ”

The emperor took the queen's left hand and helped it up, and Zhenlan had already retreated with the agarwood incense.

"I haven't rested in your palace at night for a long time, and there is a thunderstorm tonight, let me accompany you." The emperor said, hugged the queen into his arms, and only a tear slipped silently from the corner of the queen's eye, dripped on the emperor's cuffs, and then soaked and disappeared.

The queen closed her eyes and opened her lips: "Your Majesty has His Majesty's national affairs, and you can't come to the palace of your concubines from time to time, and the concubines can understand." Recently, Li Keyong has been restless again, right? ”

After a long time, the emperor nodded, and his tone was full of helplessness: "I don't know what to do with the Hedong region. At the end of last month, Sikong Jun had already set out for Hedong, and he didn't know where he had marched today. ”

Everything was quiet again, and the thunder just now seemed to dispel all traces of mid-autumn, and if it was winter, there would never be such a loud thunder again.

The queen whispered: "Twenty days is the official deadline for amnesty to the world, and I hope that this battle can be blessed by amnesty and gain the mercy of heaven." ”

Tears may not be tears, just a dew in the night, just a tiny raindrop in the drizzle all day today, but it is the empty heart of everyone in the Great Yin Palace.