The stove burned with the fragrance of forgetting worries, and the aged wine in the entrance was much more mellow, Xiahou Jing poured a lot of wine for Zhong Qianluo, and his lips opened lightly, "Specially come to listen to my story?"

"I can't stay in Baifu, so I sneaked out to find you. ”

The bright sunlight shines in through the window, and the breeze blows lightly, bringing a little floral fragrance and refreshing people's hearts. When she entered the palace, it was also such a good weather.

When Xiahou Wei was sent to the palace by his father, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the whole world celebrated, and she was the best congratulatory gift. Father Xiahou Xian was the most important person in the previous emperor, and now that the emperor has changed, he must have to take care of it. Xiahou Wei is regarded as the first beauty of Leye, which is naturally the best gift for His Majesty.

Sure enough, Song Chengchao, the son of the dynasty, was very satisfied, and immediately gave her the position of concubine, and even Xiahou Xian became the prime minister. But Song Chengchao knows very well that this old man is the most important person in his father's emperor, and there are many henchmen in the court, he has just ascended the throne, and he doesn't have much strength to compete with him, so he can only follow it first, as for the woman, it is just an eye next to him.

Xiahou thought that her father wanted her to have a good home, and the emperor would treat her very well even if he was in front of his father's face, but she was wrong.

On the first night of entering the palace, Song Chengchao came, sent everyone away, and entered her dormitory alone. She sat down on the couch in an orderly manner, fiddling with the ornaments in front of her waist with both hands, and the light of the red candle reflected on her face, setting off her small face. In her eyes, this person in the dragon robe is the son of heaven, her husband, and her lifelong dependence, although they are not familiar now, but they can slowly understand; in his eyes, this person who is known as the first beauty of Leye is just to get close to him, and would rather sacrifice his body. He thought that this night she would post it in a charming way, telling some sensual lies to deceive his trust, and then he would do the trick. But she didn't.

"Do you know what to do?" Song Chengchao sat down beside her, opened his arms, and motioned for her to give him a wide coat.

"I ...... Know. But we are not familiar with it yet. ”

He smiled contemptuously, this woman is really different, she will pretend to be shy, but no matter what kind of person she is, she is not trustworthy. "Then when do you feel familiar, come to me again, I wait. With that, he brushed up his sleeves and drove back to the palace.

Xiahou Wei has never understood how those women can curry favor with a person who is not familiar at all for the sake of glory and wealth, betraying their hue and body.

The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, there were a few women with heavy makeup and noisy in, all of whom had not been in the palace for a long time, just a few Zhaoyi. Xiahou Wei had just woken up, and after a little freshening, she came out in a panic to greet her. When those people saw this, they laughed, "Yo, a concubine, we don't have to dress up." "Yes, yes, no wonder the emperor didn't touch her last night. "What about the illustrious family, without the emperor's favor, it is nothing. But she turned a deaf ear.

After laughing, they still followed the rules, saluted casually, and called Concubine Jin An. Xiahou didn't care about them, she knew that it was better to cause less trouble in the palace, and she couldn't cause trouble to her new father. Seeing that her face was not angry, they had to move forward, "Sister is generous, the sisters are just joking, I heard that the Phantom Palace where my sister lives is very well repaired, can you let the sisters take a look around." She just said yes, went back to dressing up, and went on with her business.

These people are just trying to be happy, and they will leave after making a fuss, and they can't afford to be angry with them. By the time she finished freshening up and went out, the hall was already in chaos, with messy things and broken teacups. At this time, a bright yellow figure walked in from outside the hall, and the women came up and shouted very hypocritically one by one. Song Chengchao glanced at the hall, glanced at Xiahou Ying, and then doted on the waist of the two Zhaoyi, "Love concubines, go, drink." A crowd of people just laughed and walked away.

Xiahou Wei didn't react, didn't get annoyed, and bent down to start cleaning up. Her personal maid was a little puzzled, "Isn't Niangniang angry? Those people are nothing more than serving and sleeping, and some of the emperor's favors." She didn't answer, just shook her head slightly.

After walking away, Song Chengchao let go of the hand that hugged him left and right, "Go back, I want to go back to the palace to rest." ”

"What did the emperor ask us to do this?"

"Don't ask, just step down. ”

"Yes......"

His purpose is very simple, that is, he wants to tell her that in this palace, she is nothing, and she should not be delusional that she can be a good pawn of Xiahou Xian.

But in fact, she is indeed Xia Hou Xian's pawn, but she never recognizes this identity. It is true that her father leans towards the government and the opposition, and it is also true that she was sent to the palace, but she never thought of plotting against the Song Cheng Dynasty, although they didn't know each other, but she knew that under his rule, the four seas were peaceful, and the country and the people were safe.

She wanted to try to get close to him, but it was because he was her husband.

In an inconspicuous garden, Xiahou Wei personally planted a whole patch of daylilies, and she thought that daylilies, known as forgetting worries, might be able to help her. She made a full plate of forgetful sorrow and sent it to the imperial study in person, and Song Chengchao at this time was reviewing the folds on the case. "Your Majesty, try it......"

He looked up and was a little surprised, it was the first time she had come to him. Well, are you finally going to fulfill the obligation of a meticulous work?

I have to say that this thing is really hard to eat, Song Chengchao thought, as a fine work, how can it be so bad. But fortunately, he didn't spit it out, but frowned and swallowed. She smiled, like an innocent child, not the same as the flattering smile of those palace women. For a moment, he felt that if the person in front of him was not from Xiahou's family, how good would it be......

"Can I stay in the imperial study?" asked Xiahou Xun cautiously.

"You can stay as long as you want. He continued to bow his head and criticize the recital.

She lay on the desk and looked at him sideways, this person's eyelashes were so beautiful, and they trembled when she blinked. She couldn't help but reach out and poke it lightly. Song Chengchao reluctantly pushed her hand away, but he didn't say anything.

She thought, "We're starting to get to know each other." He thought, "If you want my trust, I'll give it to you."

After she left, Song Chengchao glanced at her back, rubbed her temples, and said in a somewhat tired tone, "Come out, aren't you tired of hiding?"

A small figure walked out from behind, the whip on his waist swaying with his steps, "People from Xiahou Mansion...... Can you keep it?"

"Xiahou Xian's forces, you don't know what, we can't move her now. ”

"Don't worry, soon, the soldiers and horses I secretly recruited are enough to compete with Xiahou Xian's forces, and now when I am successful, I will definitely be able to annihilate the rebels in one fell swoop and help you consolidate the throne." When she spoke, there was an evil in her eyes that did not match her age.

Song Chengning, the eldest princess of the royal family, died not long after she was born, and then someone from the devil made a stumbling block and borrowed her body to be reborn, because in the current human world, women cannot be called emperors, so she helped Song Chengchao, ostensibly as an assistant, but in fact as a control, anyway, these mortals are all playthings in her hands.

Xiahou Xun went to Song Chengchao more and more often, and slowly became acquainted. She dragged him up the city wall to watch the fireworks, took him to the secret garden to catch fireflies, and helped him apply rouge while he slept......

He grew accustomed to the nuisance, though sometimes he wanted to stab her to death. Because she always tirelessly made unpalatable forgetful cakes, always broke his book collection, and always called him Chaochao in public. He once told her solemnly, "You can't be called a dynasty in front of others, how can the face of the Son of Heaven exist?" and she replied solemnly, "Why are there such cumbersome rules? Naturally, she never called herself a concubine.

She was very happy, at least they knew each other, and he was happy that it was so easy for a fish to be baited.

The days of entering the palace passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the spring flowers bloomed in the second year, and there was the smell of peach blossoms in the wind at night. She chose a good day, picked out the best light pink dress, carefully painted her makeup, and went out alone with the palace lamp.

Tonight, Song Chengchao did not go to any of the concubines, but stayed in the dormitory alone. In his hand was the secret letter that Song Chengning had just delivered, telling him that everything was ready, and there was a lack of a legitimate reason. The corners of his mouth hooked, he had waited so long for him to finally be able to do it. Hearing the door open, he tucked the letter aside and turned back.

The face of the person in front of him is like a peach blossom, with bright eyes and bright teeth, I am afraid that the fairy in the sky is nothing more than that.

She stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "I think we're already familiar with it......"

There was a moment of gloom in his eyes, and then he returned to normal, raising his hand to hug her slender waist, "This day, I have waited too long......"

The incense in the hall is just right, which is intoxicating. The hibiscus tent is warm, and the beauty is like a flower. This night, he is not a ninety-five honor, but her husband......

Everything seems to be moving in the best direction......

Early the next morning, she got up sleepily and saw the person lying beside her, and her face instantly lost color. It wasn't Song Chengchao, but a strange man she'd never seen before! She shrank back into the corner in fear, trembling.

Just then, someone kicked the door open, and a group of guards rushed in. Song Chengchao paced closer, didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and Xiahou Xun watched as the man on the bed was cut in the throat with a knife, and blood splattered.

"The Sin of the Concubine...... Can you be punished?" Song Chengchao said coldly.

"Back to Your Majesty, this is the sin of the Nine Clans. The minister behind him replied.

Only then did Xiahou Wei react to what was happening, she shook her head frantically and said incoherently, "No...... Not ......"

"Forget what you've done? Don't think you're innocent. There was no trace of warmth in his eyes, "Xiahou Xian, the beauties in the palace are like clouds, you are not inferior to a person like you, when I get rid of Xiahou Xian, you will really be nothing." ”

She didn't know how to explain this situation, she only knew that she had committed a great sin and her death was approaching. But at that moment, she seemed to understand something, "What did you do?" she asked woodenly, like a marionette.

"So what?" he left with these last words, and left without looking back.

It turns out that it's a bureau...... I thought we were familiar enough...... It turns out that I don't know you yet......

In just two hours, she moved from the palatial Fantasy Palace to the Cold Palace. The so-called cold palace is the garden full of daylilies planted by her own hands, it seems that things are not too bad, at least not to die now, it is not bad to raise flowers and grass.

She had never been so chic, she was busy working alone, and she managed to keep a dilapidated and deserted garden in good order, even the bees and butterflies went there. What she brought into the cold palace was only one painting, which was the only gift given to her by Song Chengchao since she entered the palace. She hung the painting in the most conspicuous place on the second floor, perhaps to remind herself of everything that happened, or to use it to remember the good things of the past.

**'s fame spread all over the imperial capital. But everyone, including Song Chengchao, didn't expect that she smiled happily when she entered the cold palace, without hysterical shouts or incoherent justifications, she just attached herself to his ear gently like that night, and only said, "Accommodating me for so long, I'm sorry for you......"

She always wondered why he did this to me? Is it because I was too presumptuous, if the cake I made could have tasted better, if I hadn't rubbed rouge on his face, if I hadn't called him court, would everything not have happened? But if you don't love, you don't love, what are so many ifs, yes, the most important thing around him is beauty, not bad this one.

The days of waiting for death are actually not bad, she just feels unwilling, so she died inexplicably, and there is no real reason.

Fate will never let anyone go, it will only take it step by step, inch by inch, until it drains your hopes, and then stakes you to the guillotine, telling you that this is the future, this is the end. Therefore, on that day, Song Chengchao came in person, and with it, there was also her life ......