Chapter I

The veins of autumn rain are cold and penetrating.

It rained a little bit during the third watch, and now the soil is moss and green, and the shadows of the trees are squirming.

The sound of rain is rustling, and the cold invades the muscles and bones.

There was a person leaning on the couch, his plain clothes were loose, and three thousand green silks hung down on the pillow.

The Yilan Hall was silent, and the embroidery on the couch was thin, not enough to withstand any cold. Xu dreamed of something unclean, and the person on the pillow frowned lightly.

Suddenly, he heard a loud noise under the eaves of the corridor, Song Lingzhi suddenly woke up from his dream, and before he got up, he saw Bai Zhi, a personal maid, open the curtain and enter, carrying a lacquered wooden box in his hand.

“…… Girl? ”

Bai Zhi walked hurriedly to Song Lingzhi's couch, it stands to reason that Song Lingzhi is the queen, and she should call her mother.

It's a pity that in the past ten years, Song Lingzhi, the queen, has existed in name only, and she has not even lived in Kunning Palace. The palace people are used to stepping on the low and holding the high, and seeing that Song Lingzhi does not have a sacred heart, he is more and more perfunctory, and any cat or dog can step on her.

Bai Zhi has been by Song Lingzhi's side since she was a child, and she is unhappy with her master. Seeing that Song Lingzhi was disheartened by today's saints, Bai Zhi no longer called her Niangniang, but only served her as a young lady of the Song family.

Leaning behind Song Lingzhi with a green satin pillow, Bai Zhi forced a smile: "But that yarn drawer disturbed the girl just now?" The slave maid just went to take a look, and it was out of the way. After two days of lifting the ban, the slave and maid will go to the steward of the Internal Affairs Office again......"

Before she could say a word, Bai Zhi's eyes were stained with tears.

No one in the world knows that the current queen Song Lingzhi is from the Song family in the south of the Yangtze River. The Song family in the south of the Yangtze River is the richest businessman, and the wealth is rivaled by the country. Gold and silver for the ground, and white jade for curtains. The maids who sweep the courtyard in the house are all dressed in gold and silver, and they are covered in ayaluo, which is more decent than ordinary young ladies.

Who would have thought about it now......

The Yilan Hall was depressed and deserted, and there were no gold and jade antiques on the Bogu shelf, or they were taken away by a maid and eunuch who was not long-eyed, or they were taken by Song Lingzhi as silver.

The house was full of empty utensils and playthings, and it was very cold. The painted paint on the column has not been repaired for a long time, mottled and withered.

The walls were collapsing, the freshly dropped drawers were still under the eaves, and the occasional raindrops rolled down the windows. The courtyard has been unattended for many days, desolate and lonely. A few days ago, snakes and insects slipped into Song Lingzhi's dormitory, bluffing Song Lingzhi and jumping off, and he didn't sleep peacefully for several months.

Since he and Shen Yan got married, Song Lingzhi became sick with worries, and his body was not as good as day by day.

It's still late autumn, and if it's winter, the wind is cold, and it's getting harder and harder.

Bai Zhiqiang couldn't help choking in her heart, and opened the lacquered wooden box in her hand with a smile: "The slave maid will serve the girl for dinner first, and the people in the imperial dining room will send the evening ...... today."

Before he could finish speaking, a disgusting and sour smell suddenly permeated the hall.

Bai Zhi's pupils constricted, and she slammed the lid of the box with a bang, her heart beat rapidly, and Bai Zhi's eyes turned red: "-It's too deceitful!" ”

What was sent from the imperial dining room turned out to be leftover food from the inferior palace people, and I don't know how long it had been on the stove, and the smell was unpleasant and pungent.

Song Lingzhi was already uneasy, and after this experience, he covered his heart more and more and coughed repeatedly.

Bai Zhi was stunned, hurriedly threw the box outside the hall, and took a gargle for Song Lingzhi to rinse her mouth: "Girl, clear your throat, your body is already ......"

Unintentionally touching Song Lingzhi's wrist, Bai Zhi's eyebrows frowned, and she was shocked: "How can the girl be so hot, but she is infected with the wind cold?" The slave and maid went and begged the guard, begging him to go and ask the imperial doctor......"

"Not necessarily."

The eyes are black and top-heavy.

Song Lingzhi only felt that her body was very hot from top to bottom, and she tightened the embroidery on the couch and forcibly supported the removal of an item on her neck.

The mandarin duck jade pendant is held in the palm of the hand, moist and transparent, as large as a walnut. Even if it is all over the palace, I can't find anything better than this.

"This ...... You take it. ”

Blurred vision and dizziness. Song Lingzhi held the couch with one hand and handed the jade pendant to Bai Zhi with the other.

Bai Zhi knelt on her knees and exclaimed, "Girl, this is the ...... left to you by the old lady"

This jade pendant was given to her by her grandmother on the day of Song Lingzhi's wedding. Later, his grandmother died, and only this one was left by Song Lingzhi's side.

Grandmother has always hurt her so much, this jade pendant Song Lingzhi baby is tight, if it is really desperate, she will not sell the jade pendant.

Song Lingzhi's breath gradually weakened: "You take it as silver, and then go to the Huanyi Bureau to find the autumn geese, if you have silver, then the housekeeper will not ......"

Qiu Yan and Bai Zhi have served by their side since childhood, the former Qiu Yan was taken by Yun Guifei's people, and Song Lingzhi went to ask for someone, but he only met each other and Shen Yan in front of the palace of Yun Guifei and returned to the palace together.

Qibao incense car is extravagant and gorgeous, with two glass embroidered lamps hanging in front of the car, tassels embellished with precious stones, light and shadow falling, and Ambilight. A group of palace people held dust incense beads, and there were maids carrying gold incense burners, sandalwood curling, refreshing people's hearts.

The autumn breeze suddenly rose, the pine green sedan curtain opened half of the corner, and Yun Guifei sat in the sedan chair, dressed in brocade clothes, and clouds piled up with green buns.

Song Lingzhi saw her eyebrows and eyes crooked, and leaned on Shen Yan's side with a smile.

The Yilan Hall is remote and uncared for. Although Song Lingzhi didn't go out of the palace gate, he often heard rumors about this Yun Guifei.

I heard that she won Shen Yan's favor, and the rewards she received in the palace were like flowing water. Yun Guifei is a good piano, and Shen Yan specially invited Le Xian to come out of the mountain, just for Bo Jia to smile.

Immortal couples, nothing more than this.

has been married for many years, and Song Lingzhi has also been a young girl, and she has also worn hairpins and willows to draw eyebrows and sideburns, just in exchange for a glance from Shen Yan.

However, what she was waiting for was only one newcomer after another, and Shen Yan's gaze never stayed on Song Lingzhi's face.

Song Lingzhi also cried from the initial collapse, and then his heart was like water.

Separated by a curtain, Yun Guifei's golden crown brocade dress is brilliantly embroidered. And ...... for yourself Hairpin skirt cloth, no powder on the face.

The sedan curtain fell, Shen Yan's face flashed, and Song Lingzhi only had time to catch a glimpse of those heavy eyes, which were the same as in his memory.

It's cold to the bone, like a cold and snowy ice cellar, and it can't be hot.

The corners of the bright yellow clothes swept by, and Shen Yan's posture was erect, like pines, cypresses, and bamboos, unattainable, and just like the night when I first saw the Shangyuan Festival.

The long street is crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder. The girl half-covered her face, smiled and joked with the maid, and unintentionally knocked off Shen Yan's mask.

There were many figures, and countless faces passed in front of him, but Song Lingzhi could only see Shen Yan alone. The young man has a graceful demeanor, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the cold moonlight is on his shoulders, hazy.

Shen Yan's eyes were like a thick fog that couldn't be dissolved.

At that time, Song Lingzhi never imagined that one day when he saw Shen Yan again, it would be like this.

Song Lingzhi asked for peace, and waited for a long time, but finally did not see any response from the people in the car.

She only heard Yun Guifei's light laughter, as if she was joking with Shen Yan.

There was a dull pain in both knees.

The Qibao incense car slowly drove past in front of Song Lingzhi's eyes, and the fragrance lingered, falling down with the autumn wind.

The birds returned to the forest, and Ugin fell west.

The bluestone pavement was rough and hard, and Song Lingzhi knelt on the palace road.

The imperial eunuch went and returned, and Song Lingzhi heard his sharp voice and listened to him convey Shen Yan's words-

The queen lost her honor in front of the emperor, and from now on, she was banned from the Yilan Palace, and she was not allowed to go out unless she was called.

and let Song Lingzhi kneel on the palace road for two full hours.

People come and go, it is still in front of the gate of Yun Guifei's palace, and the people in the past look at Song Lingzhi with extremely mocking eyes and gloating.

whispered, like an invisible slap on Song Lingzhi's face.

Obviously, it was Yun Guifei who lost her manners, and she should salute herself, but it was herself who was punished.

Song Lingzhi was already lingering on the sickbed, and he was in a hurry that day, and he couldn't afford to be sick after returning to the palace.

His knees were swollen and painful, thinking of Qiu Yan, Song Lingzhi held on to his spirits.

I heard that Qiu Yan offended Yun Guifei and was sent to the Huanyi Bureau to be punished.

Song Lingzhi is now sick on the bed, if he can dredge one or two with silver money first, in exchange for the safety of Qiu Yan, it is also worth it. can only hate the palace people to promote narrowness, although this jade pendant is priceless, after their hands, there are probably only more than ten taels left.

The heart was swollen, and there was a faint smell of blood in his throat, Song Lingzhi couldn't stand it anymore and was unable to lean on the pillow.

Bai Zhi's eyes wept: "The girl's heart hurts again, and the slave maid will become a jade pendant and go to the imperial doctor ......."

"Leave me alone." Song Lingzhi pursed her lips and patted the back of Bai Zhi's hand.

Bai Zhi and Qiu Yan have followed her since childhood, they are the first-class girls in the house, and they have been wronged. However, over the years, the palace people have deducted their share, and in the cold winter, the charcoal distributed by the Yilan Hall is very small, and many of them are damp.

Bai Zhi couldn't, so she could only chop wood and make a fire in the courtyard by herself, and her fingers had chilblains and thick calluses.

"If there is any money left, ...... first Buy some silver charcoal first, and you and the autumn geese won't have to work so hard this winter. ”

Bai Zhi's eyes were red, and she couldn't help it anymore: "Girl, Qiu Yan she, she ......"

His forehead was close to the ground, tears rolled down his face, and Bai Zhi howled and cried, "Yesterday, Concubine Yun Guifei made people beat Qiu Yan fifty boards, and threw people back. Early this morning, she was out of breath, out of breath...... Girl! Girl! ”

A scream pierced through the rain.

……

The autumn rain is boundless, the fragrance of osmanthus is burned in the Chaoyin Pavilion, and the palace is full of pearls and greenery, like a cluster of flowers.

Today is Yun Guifei's birthday, and the Ministry of Etiquette does not dare to slack off, so prepare a feast early to celebrate Yun Guifei's birthday.

The ritual music played, and the dancing girl stood on the stage, fluttering in fairy robes, graceful and graceful.

The elixir was full, and Concubine Yun drank half of it, but she was absent-minded, and only looked at Shen Yan on her side.

Before entering the palace, Concubine Yun had already heard the rumors of Song Lingzhi and knew that she had provoked Shen Yan's disgust, and lived in Yilan Palace, like a wasted queen. She had never seen each other, only that Song Lingzhi looked ugly and behaved frivolously and vulgarly. Come to think of it, if it weren't for the marriage given by the first emperor back then, Shen Yan would not have married the daughter of a merchant.

However, on the palace road that day, Song Lingzhi only wore a plain white silk skirt, and there were no beaded jade pendants all over her body, but it was more dazzling than her gorgeous clothes. The face is like a peach and an apricot, and the eyes are like autumn water.

When it is a precious pearl in the East China Sea, it is not as good as Song Lingzhi.

Yun Guifei is dwarfed, since she has seen Song Lingzhi, she is always in suspense. Everyone in the capital knew that she was favored, but no one knew that Shen Yan had never touched herself at all, and she had never stayed in any concubine's palace.

If she is a mortal, Yun Guifei can still compete for high and low, but that fairy-like person ......

The elixir entrance, but there is no sweetness in the past, Yun Guifei only felt upset, and wanted to get up and change clothes, when she suddenly heard someone crying and shouting outside the Chaoyin Pavilion, she reprimanded with a cold face: "Who is outside?" ”

The palace people are blessed, and they are respectful: "Hui Niangniang, she is the maid of the queen's mother, and she said that it was ...... The queen is not good. ”

Outside the Chaoyin Pavilion, Taiji was mottled with blood, shocking.

Angelica was soaked and embarrassed. She grabbed the ground with her head, her head was covered with blood and she didn't dare to stop: "Please Your Majesty save my mother, please save my mother!" ”

It's also to blame her for being anxious, and accidentally leaking her mouth, which made Song Lingzhi roll her eyes, and coughed up a lot of blood, and now she only has the breath in but not the breath out. If the doctor doesn't go, he won't be able to save his life.

The Chaoyin Pavilion is majestic, covered in the center of the pool, and the water is gurgling on all sides.

Yun Guifei's heart moved, stopped, and looked at Shen Yan above.

The golden silk rattan red lacquer bamboo curtain is half rolled, and the bright yellow figure can only be seen from a distance, like a fairy on the moon. Shen Yan's eyes were indifferent, and he casually glanced at the hustle and bustle outside.

When he arrived, someone from the palace stepped forward and conveyed Bai Zhi's words in 1510.

The clouds and shadows are horizontal, and the rain is continuous.

The ceremony stopped, and the dancing figure on the stage stopped dancing and stopped far away.

No one whispered in the palace, quietly waiting for Shen Yan's next words.

The rain hits the plantains, and the sound of the rain disturbs the heartstrings.

The attendant guarding the Chaoyin Pavilion thought that Shen Yan had loosened, and for a while, he accidentally let Bai Zhi get in, blood flowed from the corner of her forehead, and she bowed to the ground: "Please ...... Your Majesty"

Showers of rain and wind, rustling.

Shen Yan's eyes were calm, his posture was as upright as a pine and green bamboo, he was calm, he didn't even give Bai Zhi a glance, only looked at the center of the stage, and motioned for the vocal music to play: "Go on." ”