Bai Zhiqi spoke in a soft voice, with the tips of her ears slightly red, "I'm just here to thank Your Majesty for the reward." But her eyes were fixed on the hairpin in Ruan Yuyi's hair.
"Miss Bai is a polite person," she said warmly, as if she didn't notice Bai Zhiqiqisi at all, "It's just that His Majesty never said he wanted to come here, so Miss Bai might as well go to His Majesty's yard to look for her."
It would be best to hold him back. She lowered her eyes.
Bai Zhiqi glanced at her suspiciously, not believing that she was sincerely advising him, thinking that she just wanted to distract him and therefore was unwilling to move.
Ruan Yuyi saw her thoughts and glanced at the palace attendant next to her.
There is no one who can be close to the new emperor who is not quick-thinking. The palace attendant immediately testified, "His Majesty is indeed handling official business in the courtyard at this time."
Bai Zhiqi finally believed it, bowed and said, "Thank you, sister, for the tip."
She took her maid beside her and left. After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but look back at the hot spring behind her. Ruan Yuyi had gone deep into the bamboo forest, leaving her cautious confidants outside.
She clenched her hands slightly. This was her most advantageous opportunity, and she must seize it in order to join the royal family, consolidate her aunt's status, and also fight for herself.
Just now, the palace servant caught up with her and said to her, "Miss Bai, I will lead you there."
Bai Zhiqi held her air, looked at the palace maid, and squeezed out the word "hmm" from her nose.
When she walked to the courtyard where the new emperor was, she was stopped by the guards at the door. The spears were shining coldly in front of her. The guards holding the spears had serious faces and did not care about her purpose. They did not talk to her at all.
mean.
Bai Zhiqi was startled and subconsciously took two steps back. Then he smiled and said, "I'm here to see His Majesty."
The guard's voice was cold and hard, "Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to enter without permission."
She tightened her fingertips and handed it to the maid on the side. The maid handed over a bulging purse. She took it and leaned against the guard, pressing her chest against his iron-like forearm.
"Brother, please be accommodating. I do have something important to do with Your Majesty." She said sweetly, like a preserved fruit with too much frosting. She stuffed her purse into his belt.
The guard's eyes were slightly relaxed, but he still took a step back and looked straight ahead, "Girl, respect yourself. Your Majesty has said that no one except Ruan Jieyu is allowed to enter and disturb you."
The purse fell to the ground.
Bai Zhiqi gathered up the hem of her skirt and leaned down to pick it up, barely able to maintain her smile.
Ruan Jieyu... Ruan Jieyu again. She suddenly grinned, and her chirping sound made people's hair stand on end. Could it be that she, Bai Zhiqi, couldn't compare to a little hoof who was once a woman?
How can she be willing to do so?
She raised her eyes, spotted the opening, and rushed in without hesitation. She didn't want to go back to the Bai family, she didn't want to be looked down upon by her father, and she didn't want to be stepped on by her concubine.
She stepped on the hem of her skirt that was hanging on the floor and fell to the ground. She heard the sound of her clothes tearing and her nails dug into the mud.
When she raised her head, she saw a pair of forged boots standing calmly in front of her. She looked happy and saw the man's smiling face, but her "Your Majesty" was stuck in her throat, neither rising nor falling.
Wen Zhi raised the corners of his lips and looked at her, "The girl's smile is too fake - you have to be like ours to pass." He smiled decently, but the curve of the corners of his lips raised
Full of chill.
Bai Zhiqi trembled so hard that she even forgot to get up.
He calmly stopped smiling and said, "Take him out."
"Yes." The guard hurriedly came forward and picked up Bai Zhiqi from the ground. He stood up, and the torn skirt was just exposed, and the snow-white lining inside was faintly visible.
Huayi Pond.
The pool in front of you is about the size of ten bunks, thick with mist, surrounded by rocks, with jade carvings of animal heads on the edge of the pool, and spring water pouring out of its mouth like an endless stream.
Falling flowers floated on the white water, drifting leisurely, gathering or scattering.
Ruan Yuyi took off her cloak, handed it to Mu Xiang, and asked her to stay outside the bamboo forest. She opened her eyes and looked around, feeling slightly sad in her heart. She secretly sighed that even a palace was as luxurious as the imperial city.
What she didn't know was that the scene in front of her was nothing compared to the previous dynasty. Although the late emperor was still diligent in his duties, which made the country stable, his reputation for heavy desires was also known to the world.
In the imperial city at that time, gold was the brick underfoot, jade was the playing stone, and countless beauties sat down for the late emperor.
The Ming ministers remonstrated and were all blocked from the Hua Palace. At the same time, the young prince at that time kept sending beauties, gold and jade to the new emperor for his entertainment, secretly infiltrating power into the former emperor's side.
These are all secrets in the palace, and Ruan Yuyi naturally doesn't know about them.
She walked towards the hot spring step by step.
The thin gauze clothes hugged her body, outlining her slender forearms. As she walked, her clothes floated up, revealing her white jade ankles and the anklets tied to them.
Because she was still a little hot, her body was pink, and the watery red color made her face even more scorching.
She knelt down and put her hand into the pool. The water was warm, even a little too hot. When she touched the water, she withdrew her hand.
Along Taiji, she stepped slowly into the pool, and the spring water washed it up, like water washing gelatin. The gauze clothes floated on the water, holding fallen flowers, which were better than blooming hibiscus. And under the water, she didn't know how gorgeous it was.
scene.
The wind blew the flowers off, and many petals were added to the pond.
She waited patiently, but he was nowhere to be seen.
Bamboo leaves were crackling on one side, the setting sun had drained away the last ray of light, and the surroundings were extremely silent. She listened to her own breathing, and climbed on the edge of the pool, her face getting flushed.
I don't know how long it took, but maybe the fever recurred, and she felt dizzy in her head, as if something was stirring in it, making her unable to think. Her eyelids became extremely heavy, and her hands gradually lost strength.
The plain white hands that were holding on to the edge of the pool loosened their grip, and she fell into the water. The water-red gauze clothes were also pressed under the water due to her weight.
In a daze, she seemed to see a black figure approaching quickly.
Spring water rushed into her mouth and nose, and she closed her eyes and relaxed her eyebrows. She seemed like an unconscious white porcelain doll, quiet, pale, and lifeless.
Jiang Huaiyang didn't bother to change his clothes, jumped into the water, picked him up, and scolded, "How can you die in such shallow water?"
She choked several times, coughed several times, and then opened her eyes slightly, her eyes a little dazed.
Did he think she wanted to commit suicide?
There was still a tearing pain in her throat. She was speechless for a moment. She didn't know whether the tears on her cheeks were tears or water, but her eyes were red. She vaguely realized that she would be unwell after staying in the pool for a long time.
for the sake of.
But he didn't expect that she would fall into the water as soon as she came. Seeing that she didn't struggle after falling into the water, he thought that she was thinking of committing suicide.
Didn't he know that she had been feeling depressed recently, and he also saw that she had been avoiding him.
He lowered his head, held her pearl-like earlobe in his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Why don't I come to help you." Each word was spoken into her ears, as if coaxing her.