On this day, it was still early and the palace gate was still tightly closed. [26nbsp;]
Are the people inside sleeping all day long?
Eunuch Zhang asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do you want to go in and take a look?"
Without answering, Eunuch Zhang did not dare to think about the emperor's thoughts anymore. He saw His Majesty take a few steps alone, wave his hand, and signal them to retreat.
Everyone knows the tact, which means that when His Majesty is meditating alone, no one should disturb him.
He walked alone along the quiet wintersweet forest. The whole warm winter was as warm as a small spring, without the grand scene of heavy snow. The wintersweet opened too early, and it was golden and fragrant, dominating the tones of the entire palace.
The more you go, the more desolate you are.
The last ray of sunset has fallen into the sky. At the end of the plum forest, weeds are growing, gradually becoming deserted, revealing a corner of the cold palace.
He walked a few more steps forward and saw the dark wooden house standing lonely, perhaps, full of spider webs.
He stopped and did not move forward.
Because every time he approaches here, he feels hot and has an indescribable throbbing and excitement all over his body... He is shocked and does not know the reason. He doesn't want to know...
The night is long and lonely and boring. There are two types of people in this deep palace. One is the eunuch who has no sons and grandchildren, and the other is the old widow who has been eating and waiting for death. When they can't sleep late at night, they will have a lonely lamp at night and the curtain rolls up the west wind.
However, as the only healthy man in the palace, he actually had insomnia - he was so restless that he couldn't bear it.
It's like a man who is ready to cheat anytime, anywhere.
I already have beautiful relatives around me, and countless lovers I can choose from - but why don’t I forget the pleasure of having an affair?
There was a strange fragrance at the end of the nose.
He suddenly turned his head and found that deep in the weeds, there were a cluster of old wild roses, with lush branches and leaves, and a red flower blooming at the top, swaying in the wind.
Throughout the winter, he only saw wintersweet, and where had he seen such red flowers blooming?
After walking a few steps, I looked carefully. Yes, it was the wild roses blooming in winter. Maybe it was the warm winter climate. I pushed them out early. Maybe it was the ones hiding here and they were blooming for years, but he had never noticed them.
Forget it.
I reached out and picked the nearest red flower and put it on my nose to smell a little.
Flowers are the most beautiful, but red flowers, whether peony or red plum... have no fragrance.