Minister of the Ministry of Personnel • Zhuang Mansion
Zhuang Yeyue felt so angry that she rushed back to the mansion. With tears of grievance in her eyes, she rushed towards her wing like a rocket.
Mrs. Zhuang always loved her daughter, so she followed behind and kept shouting, "Yeyue, Yeyue! What happened? Daixiu! Stop, what happened to the lady?"
"Miss, she..." Dai Xiu didn't know what to say, and the way he hesitated in his words made Mrs. Zhuang even more suspicious.
"What's wrong, miss?"
"Miss, she and the regent had a bit of a quarrel."
"Yeyue, Yeyue!" Mrs. Zhuang stepped forward and knocked on the door, shouting anxiously, "Yeyue, why did you lock yourself in the room? Come out, tell mother if you have anything to say, mother will make the decision for you."
"Mom, please leave me alone." Yeyue covered her red and swollen right cheek, sobbing and growling like a little animal, "You all go away! All go away!"
"Yeyue, Yeyue!"
"Madam, it's better to leave the young lady alone and calm down."
"Crash!" The sound of large pieces of broken porcelain falling to the ground made Mrs. Zhuang take a few steps, then suddenly turned back, stared at the closed door, and let out a long sigh.
Zhuang Yeyue frantically smashed everything in the house that could be smashed, as if to vent his uncontrollable emotions, until——
The ground is devastated.
She sat in the ruins, hugged her legs, buried her head in her knees, and shed tears in large drops.
The scene just now flashed before my eyes again.
Snap! A heavy slap fell on her face.
The prince's eyes were filled with loneliness and coldness: Do you dare to hit her? What qualifications do you have to do something to her? I don't know!
Turning around, there was another kind of heartbreaking tenderness in her eyes: Qin'er, how are you? Do you feel any pain? Let me see. You are so pitiful that you are even red...
Zhuang Yeyue put her hand on her cheek with tears in her eyes: "My lord, are you beating me for this bitch?"
Prince: Shut up! Don’t say those two words again, otherwise I will not let you go!
Qin'er stepped forward to stop the angry prince: "Your Majesty, let me talk to Miss Zhuang."
Zhuang Yeyue's eyes were red and bleeding, and she waved her hands and roared: What else is there to say! You bitch, you don't know how to behave, and you went to seduce the prince behind the emperor's back. I will definitely report this matter to the emperor, and I will definitely tell everyone in the world.
I know it all! You shameless whore! What I, Zhuang Yeyue, can’t get, I won’t give you in vain!
Bang! Yun Qin slapped Zhuang Yeyue hard on her pretty pink face.
I tell you! I don’t care about anything! I even picked this life, so why would I care about my reputation? What the people of the world think of me is their own business. For me,
To me, those passers-by A, B, B, D, are just floating clouds! But I warn you not to bring the prince into injustice! If you ruin his reputation with your nonsense, causing the prince and the emperor to turn against each other, and create discord between the brothers,
I will be the first one not to let you go!
With my current status in the palace, it will be easy to deal with you! You'd better not force me to take action! As for you to complain to the emperor, you have to weigh your own weight and see whether the emperor believes you or not.
Believe me. I can also say that you are holding a grudge because of the regent's refusal to marry, and you have spoken rudely to slander the regent and me! When the time comes, not only will you not be able to file a complaint, but you will also be unable to live with the consequences! You'd better not
You are putting the Emperor in trouble. Your father is a loyal minister of the Emperor. I, like you, do not want to cause disagreements between them because of trivial matters!
"Yin Ruqin!" The vase in Zhuang Yeyue's hand flew out and hit the large bronze mirror at the door.
"I will never let you go!"
"You took away my most beloved person, and I won't let you go!" Zhuang Yeyue stretched out her hand to wipe her tear-filled face, and knelt down while crying.
In front of my hazy eyes, it seems that I have returned to fifteen years ago again.
That snowy sky and earth.
At only three years old, she took short steps and staggered in the snow, looking curiously at the lonely figure on her back.
At that time, he was only ten years old. He was punished by his aunt to kneel on the snow in Yuanzi. His back was straight, his little face was red from the cold, he was frowning and shivering, but he still refused to hum.
At that time, she held his hands that were as cold as ice and asked someone to carry him into the house without caring that her aunt would be angry.
The fire in the stove burned very brightly.
She was lying on the bedside holding her little chin, pointing her little hands at his slender eyebrows, straight nose, and thin lips, looking at him with a smile.
Brother Wangye, Brother Wangye! During those days when she lived in the palace, she loved to follow him the most, running all the way to catch up with him. No matter how fast he walked or how hard she chased him, she felt very happy.
When she was leaving, she asked her brother Wangye: Will you miss me when I leave?
He was a few steps away from her, looked at her with a faint smile, and nodded vaguely.
She waved and shouted at his leaving back, swinging her short legs vigorously to catch up: Brother Wangye, brother Wangye, when Yeyue grows up, when Yeyue returns to Beijing, will you marry Yeyue?
Tears fell.
Zhuang Yeyue hugged her body tightly, feeling weak and cold. Thinking about how stupid she was, he had never promised herself anything for so many years. From the beginning to the end, he had that alienated expression.
, never promised anything...
But when he looked at the imperial concubine, it was different. His eyes were so hot and wild, so attractive.
Something that I, Zhuang Yeyue, can’t get!
I will destroy him with my own hands!
Lying on the bed, sobbing until the sun sets, my voice is hoarse. For a moment, I feel that I have lost everything. Everything I have lost can never be recovered. I can't catch anything and can't get it. There is only sadness and loneliness, filling my chest.
, like a heavy boulder, making people unable to breathe.
Jinghe Palace
It's late at night.
The two maids who held the lamps lowered the soft yellow curtains for Concubine Zhuang, extinguished the lights, and bowed out of the room.
Concubine Zhuang never fell asleep. She stared at the soft tent hanging from the ceiling for a while, then slowly pushed away the brocade quilt and sat up. She lit a small bright yellow glazed lamp, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, and looked into the mirror.
He put his hand on his aging face and stared at it for a moment.
She bent down, used the key to open an old black cabinet under her feet, and very slowly took out a small rosewood box.
Open the box lid.
He held half a piece of exquisite white jade pendant with unparalleled carvings and looked at it carefully for a while, then took out a purple jade ring and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.
The window was not closed properly.
The long wind penetrates into the house through the long carved lattice windows, and a hint of coolness slips into the heart and spleen.