During the days in Luoshuang Palace, Su Da and I started reading. The books were all borrowed by my newly recognized son from Li Jiuna. One liked to read poems and songs, the other liked to read ancient and modern history books, and the other liked to watch the clear wind and white clouds.
, the stars and the moon are in the sky, and during the day, I smile and look at all the mistresses in Luoshuang Palace who are full of naivete, and take care of them with all my heart, but at night, I calm down and complete my work.
The days that should have been boring turned out to be exciting. What's more, with a teenage child as a companion, laughter and happiness are constant every day. There is no human nature outside the palace, no fighting all day long, everyone
They fight like black eyes, and the sky is dark and the earth is dark. They compare each other's luxury and each competes for favor.
Su Da and I danced and sang the harp together, admiring the fallen flowers, watching the haze, the rolling clouds, the bright moon and the clear wind. We felt so uncomfortable and happy.
I started recording my daily life and mood in my diary, bit by bit.
Time flies so fast, and a few months pass quietly. Green lotus leaves begin to emerge from Yinyue Lake in front of the yard, and new buds of flower seedlings begin to sprout from the ground. New life comes quietly, and behind it
The discarded years also begin to wither, never to be found again.
The old guy left on the second day after arriving. He also had to prepare for the grand martial arts event, where heroes from all over the world would gather at Jianxian Villa. I wonder if this time they were discussing how to deal with Yi Bozhu, the once notorious
The number one killer building in the world.
A few years ago, Yizhu was pursued by the so-called righteous people in the world, and its vitality was severely damaged, and it was almost impossible to recover.
It's time for me to prepare to leave.
Before I leave, I want to meet someone. I don’t know why, but ever since I heard Su Da’s casual words, I felt panicked and uncomfortable. But, since he loves me, why can’t he fall in love with everyone, no matter An
Jin or Xie Weiying. Maybe he only loves the illusion of An Jin and has never fallen in love with the real me. Otherwise, he would not hurt me as Xie Weiying like this. I have no confidence and no confidence in telling him.
After he and I became An Jin, we could still return to the past. I didn’t have the confidence. Maybe I was timid, maybe I was a coward, but I really didn’t have the confidence. We can never go back to the past. From that night on
I can't go back. He tore up my only self-esteem and confidence.
As usual, I put on my white night clothes. I climbed over the wall and came to the familiar wall. I curled up and sat in the shadow of the wall so that my figure could be hidden in it. For many days, I sat there,
From a distance, I watched him summon his concubine to bed every day, have fun with beauties every day, sing and dance, and play the sheng and xiao constantly. There was a dull pain in my heart, swallowing my soul inch by inch, torturing my heart. But I could only watch the night
The palace was brightly lit at night and filled with laughter and laughter. It sighed softly and left quietly at dawn.
However, because of my move, there was a big rumor in the harem. I looked at my attire depressingly, and it didn’t look like a female ghost. I wore white clothes and flew around the palace all day long, and the patrolling guards always
You will see a white shadow floating by, but you can't see the face or figure clearly. In addition, some palace maids and eunuchs who got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet unfortunately saw it. If you are mentally depressed and suddenly see a white shadow that is as fast as a gust of wind, you will see it.
When the shadow drifts from the cold palace, your nerves will definitely be tense, and you will also feel that you have encountered a ghost. Or it is a female ghost with disheveled hair, who has been wronged during her lifetime and refuses to rest in peace. The current rumor has become that of a certain ghost who was killed in the past.
A woman who was falsely accused by a concubine and sent to the cold palace to die unjustly turned into a ghost and came to seek revenge. I thought differently, after being dead for so many years, if she wanted to become a ghost, she would have become a ghost long ago, and if she wanted to seek revenge, she would have already sought revenge. Why wait?
So many years.
How can I be mistaken for a female ghost by people like me, a woman who is so cute, petite and cute, with a beautiful heart and a tender heart...(omitting ten thousand words)? I really can't figure it out, just give me ten more heads.
I can't figure it out either.
Li Jiu, who was in the distance, said with disdain: "Try to suddenly see a woman with disheveled hair and white clothes floating in the air in the middle of the night. I guess you can run faster than anyone else and scream louder than anyone else."
Even more creepy..."
Alas, now I am really "lost in the fog, lost in the moon, lost in the moon, and lost sight of the peach garden." How pitiful.
It's a bit weird today. I sat on the wall for a long time, but I still didn't wait for any movement in the hall. From my position, I could just see everything in the hall. I saw Sima Rui, who had been standing quietly in the middle of the hall, suddenly became furious.
, his face turned livid, and he smashed everything around him to the ground. Several eunuchs who went in to serve him were also kicked out by him. Even Gaolu was not spared. In the end, he was the only one in the entire empty hall. There was a lot of wine around him.
The altar was brought in by the group of eunuchs who came in just now. He was just sitting on the ground drinking alone. The way he looked could be said to be drunk.
I sat high like this, watching him gradually drink until his face turned red and his ears turned red. He drank until he fell to the ground and fell asleep. I guess he lost his mind. There were more than a dozen jars beside him. I knew they were Baihua Qingmei wine. He used to drink it frequently.
He brought it out for me to drink. At that time, there was also Sister Danai. But now——
He was drinking alone there, and I was blowing the cold wind alone.
It's obviously so close, but yet it seems so far away. It can't be touched or grasped.
But he was so drunk that he was lying on the cold ground. What should he do if he got cold or caught a cold? What happened to him that made him so sad and indulgent? If I could help, I wish I could be with him at this moment.
I can't hide my heartache when I see this unknown side of him.
Brother Sima - I whispered.
He glanced at the slightly opened window, used Qing Kung Fu, and flew in through the gap. The guard who asked outside only saw a white shadow flashing past in a daze, and then disappeared. Thinking of the emperor's anger just now, he did not dare to rush in now.
Go search. Maybe they are blinded. They don't dare to add fuel to the fire and challenge authority at this moment.
I slowly walked up to him. At this moment, he had fallen asleep under the influence of alcohol. I lowered my head and gently touched his haggard but still handsome face. I felt complicated. I should hate him, but - again
Why do you feel heartache for him?
I sighed softly and resignedly helped him up. It was really heavy. I moved him to the dragon bed with difficulty. The golden color on it was a bit dazzling, which reminded me of unbearable memories. I suppressed the nausea in my heart and put him on the bed.
Lying down, he took off his coat and covered him with a brocade quilt.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him for a long time, he sighed, lightly kissed the corner of his mouth, and turned around to leave.
Unexpectedly, there was a strong force pulling me over——