It was snowing at the beginning of the day, and the eunuchs and maids of Zhongcui Palace were sweeping the snow with their brooms. They saw Ling Ruo coming over from a distance and bowed their heads as a courtesy. At this moment, Ling Ruo was just a beautiful girl, and could not be considered a master until she was officially conferred. So-called
"Little Master" is just a more polite name, and his status is not necessarily much higher than that of these eunuchs and maids. With red tops and white tops, everyone in the palace is like this...
I had already thought that the road to the harem would be difficult, but I never imagined that it would be so difficult...
Ling Ruo walked aimlessly along the wall of the Vermilion Palace. He didn't know how far he had walked. When he came back to his senses, Ling Ruo found that he had left the Zhongcui Palace and was in a huge plum forest.
The plum blossoms are in full bloom among the green and green branches, reflecting the snow, like the finest rubies.
The road ends in a fragrant hideout, amidst the sea of snow.
Ruo'er, in the future we will find a quiet place and plant a large plum tree so that you can see the scenery of plum snow at any time without leaving home.
The words are still ringing in my ears... Brother Rong Yuan, I have found Merlin, but it does not belong to you or me. It belongs to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.
She closed her eyes and pushed back the sourness in her eyes. Everything was doomed when she chose this path.
Rong Yuan and her are like flowing water and swimming fish, they can only be passing by in each other's lives. No matter who looks back with nostalgia, it is a misfortune.
It is better to look at each other in the rivers and lakes than to be close to each other. This is the best.
I took a deep breath and was about to leave when I suddenly heard a faint sound. Hey, is there anyone else here?
With this doubt, Ling Ruo followed the sound and saw two figures by a pool deep in the plum forest. They were a man and a woman. The man's back was turned and his appearance could not be seen clearly. He could only see the appearance of the woman. She was wearing a crimson dress.
She was wearing a feather satin cloak and looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. She had red lips, a beautiful nose, and curved eyebrows. She was very beautiful. Because they were too far away, it was hard to hear what they were saying. They seemed to be arguing.
After talking for a while, the woman seemed to be angry. She didn't want to talk to him anymore and turned around to leave. She thought she was walking too fast and accidentally tripped over a broken branch that the palace attendant had not cleaned up. The man reached out to help him.
Being waved away by her palm, he climbed up from the ground with difficulty and limped away. From the beginning to the end, he never looked at the man again.
The man silently watched her leave. Although she couldn't see his expression, Ling Ruo still felt the deep loneliness and sadness from his back...
While Ling Ruoshang was guessing their identities, the man had already turned around, and their eyes met with each other, both with shocked expressions on their faces.
He was surprised that there was an extra person here at some point; Ling Ruo was surprised that she had seen this person before. Wasn't he the same person he met in the market that day? Although the clothes were different, his stern expression was the same.
No two, Ling Ruo believed that she would never admit her mistake.
Who is he to appear in the palace? Ling Ruo would not be stupid enough to think that he is a young eunuch. That kind of innate nobility is definitely not something that a eunuch can possess, not to mention that sable cloak is ordinary
Even rich people can't afford it.
Your Majesty? This idea was rejected by her as soon as it crossed her mind. The Emperor has passed his destiny and cannot still look like a young man. In addition, only the prince who is a nobleman of Tianhuang can freely enter and leave the harem.
Well, she remembered that another person in the market called him fourth brother that day. From this point of view, the identity of the other person was already obvious.
While thinking about it, the figure came closer. Ling Ruo quickly suppressed the surprise in her heart, lowered her sleeves and bowed, "Ling Ruo has seen Fourth Brother."
Yinzhen's eyelids twitched slightly. This palace maid was very cool and didn't understand the rules. She didn't call herself a slave. Didn't she know that this was a taboo in the palace? This alone could sentence her to death.
"Which palace are you a palace maid? Why are you here eavesdropping on your master?" He has never seen her in the palace before, so why does that overly beautiful face always give him the illusion of déjà vu?
Ling Ruo was startled at first and then realized it. He was dressed so plainly that his fourth brother thought he was a palace maid, and he had already forgotten all about their relationship.
"I'm not..." She was about to explain but was interrupted by Yinzhen.
"It's not what?" Yinzhen sneered: "What a slave who doesn't care about life and death. He dares to call himself 'I' in front of his master. Do you want to die?"
Ling Ruo was really angry and funny when he saw that he was just accusing her without asking for details. During the two encounters, he asked her whether she wanted to die and whether this was a different kind of fate.
"How did Fourth Brother know that I am a palace maid?" She asked with a half-smile while stroking the soft and smooth fur on her sleeves.
"Aren't you?" Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Ling Ruolai seriously. At this glance, he saw that there was something different. Although the dress was elegant and simple and there were almost no accessories visible in her hair, she was still not an ordinary palace maid.
As far as he could compare, he had seen all the favored maids around the palace masters, but there was no such woman in his memory. It seemed that he had taken it for granted.
With a smile on her lips, she bowed once more and gave an unmistakable salute. Her voice was like an oriole's whirling voice, "The beautiful lady Niu Hulu Lingruo has seen the fourth elder brother, and the fourth elder brother is auspicious."
He tightened his beautiful eyebrows and said nothing more. He changed the topic and said in a cold voice: "Since you are a beautiful girl, why are you here if you are not just sitting around in Zhongcui Palace? How much did you hear about what just happened?"
"If I say I haven't heard it, will Fourth Brother believe it?" she asked self-deprecatingly, with a jasper earring attached to one cheek, as cold as snow. Perhaps it was the first time they met that she had a bad impression, so facing him, she
It's hard to have a normal mind.
Yinzhen snorted coldly, his eyes scraping across Ling Ruo's face like a knife, with a sharp and penetrating chill, "Whether you heard it or not, it's best to keep what happened today in your stomach and do your best.
As a beautiful lady, whenever I hear the slightest bit of news, I will only ask you."
"Is the fourth elder brother threatening me?" There are rumors that the fourth elder brother Yinzhen is the most unkind one among the dozen elder brothers on the pilgrimage. He is cold-faced, cold-hearted, mean and ruthless, and is known as the cold-faced elder brother.
, now it seems that is indeed the case.
"Whatever you think, remember to watch your mouth, be careful of trouble coming out of your mouth." After saying this, Yinzhen turned and left, not caring whether Ling Ruo agreed or not, because he believed that as long as this beautiful girl has some brains, she can
I won't fight against him.
Ling Ruo shook her head secretly. Maybe she had a natural conflict with this aloof fourth brother, otherwise why would every meeting end on an unhappy note.
Speaking of which, she was actually a little curious that the identity of the woman just now could actually reveal the unknown side of Si Age, who was as cold as ice for ten thousand years. The deep sadness and loneliness still touched her even now when she thought about it.
After leaving Meilin, I asked many palaces to find the way back to Zhongcui Palace. Before I stepped into the palace gate, I saw a graceful figure standing in the front yard, looking at her and smiling.
"Sister!" Ling Ruo was overjoyed when she saw the person coming. He quickly came closer, took her hand and asked impatiently: "When did sister arrive?"
"I just arrived. I was delayed for a few days due to the long journey. Fortunately, I was able to enter the palace in time. As soon as I entered the palace, I came to see you. I asked the waiter that you were out. I was still thinking about waiting for you to come back. Unexpectedly, you
We're here." Qiu Ci said, with an unstoppable smile in her eyes, "Where have you been? Why are your hands so cold?"
Qiu Ci's care made Ling Ruo feel particularly warm. Qiu Ci was the daughter of Shi Weishan, the magistrate of Jiangzhou County, and was one year older than Ling Ruo. Shi Weishan had served under Ling Zhu before, and the two families had a very good relationship. Later, Shi Weishan was ordered to be transferred to another position.
The family moved, so we no longer move around, but we have been exchanging letters.
"I have nothing to do so I went outside for a walk." Ling Ruo replied casually. While talking, the two of them came to the octagonal pavilion not far away. After they sat down, Ling Ruo had time to look at her carefully.
lake blue banner
Dress, the collar and cuffs are all inlaid with fine wind hair, all of which are snow-white without a trace of color. A golden silk phoenix hairpin is inserted in her hair, and a ruby the size of a little finger is held in the phoenix mouth, which reflects her dignity and beauty.
The appearance is even more outstanding.
"We haven't seen each other for a few years, and my sister is getting more and more beautiful." Ling Ruo praised sincerely, but before she finished speaking, she was slapped on the waist, "Okay, the little girl dares to make fun of my sister when she grows up, let's see how I deal with you.
!”
Ling Ruo was the most ticklish person. As soon as Qiu Ci used this trick, she immediately stopped. She staggered with laughter for a while before she stopped. She said out of breath: "I... How can I... make fun of my sister?
It’s really… beautiful!”
Qiu Ci gathered up Ling Ruo's broken hair that had spread out during her laughter and sighed: "When it comes to beauty, my sister is really as beautiful as a flower. She has alluring beauty without any decoration. As the saying goes, 'hibiscus comes out of clear water, and it is natural to remove the ornaments.'
'Don't you mean my sister?"
Unexpectedly, Ling Ruo was not happy because of her praise, but instead seemed a little depressed. When asked why, Ling Ruo hesitated for a while before telling her about Mu Yue, and then said: "This Guo Luo.
Luo Muyue is very arrogant. It's not just me who looks like her. I'm afraid most beautiful girls don't take her seriously. Although her family background is good, she is not considered top-notch. How dare she be so unscrupulous."
Qiu Ci stood up silently, looked at the unknown distance, and said after a long time: "I will only say one thing, you will know where this Guo Luoluo Muyue's arrogance comes from - Concubine Yi of Yonghe Palace is also named Guo Luo
Roche."
Ling Ruo was shocked and blurted out: "Is there a relationship between them?"
"That's right." The misty voice seemed to fall from the sky, "Guo Luoluo Muyue is the youngest sister of Concubine Yifei. There is more than twenty years difference between them."
Yi Fei, Guo Luoluo family, entered the palace in the thirteenth year of Kangxi. She was first given the title of Noble Person, and the emperor loved her very much. In the sixteenth year of Kangxi, she was conferred the title of Concubine Yi. In the eighteenth year of Kangxi, the emperor's fifth son was born. In the twentieth year of the Jin Dynasty, she was granted the title of Concubine Yi.
The emperor's ninth son was born in the second year, and the emperor's eleventh son was born in the twenty-fourth year. For more than ten years, no one in the harem could match him. Even now, she has never fallen out of favor. Even Concubine Rong wants to give her a third.
Qiu Ci looked at the absent-minded Ling Ruo and sighed: "My sister has an outstanding appearance. No wonder she will target you. Just be patient. The draft is only a few days away. Don't conflict with her, otherwise you will be regarded as my sister in the future."
I'm just afraid that life won't be easy either."
"I know." Ling Ruo said softly, her long and fine eyelashes casting a shallow shadow, "Compared with this, I am more worried about the Crown Princess... If she really wants to obstruct her, I'm afraid she will
Lost."
Regarding this point, Qiu Ci had no choice but to comfort herself: "Maybe things are not as bad as we thought. I heard that Concubine Rong is the most fair in dealing with people. Otherwise, the emperor would not let her take care of the affairs of the harem.
Sister, don’t worry too much, even if something happens, sister will help you."
Ling Ruo knew that she was comforting herself and said in a deep voice, "I understand. Fortunately, I have my sister with me."
After all, she was only fifteen years old. No matter how mature her mind was, she was still too young and had never really experienced hardships. Now that she was suddenly involved in intrigues and intrigues, it was inevitable that she would not be able to adapt to the power-ridden harem. Qiu Ci's appearance greatly calmed her hesitation and confusion.
Heart.
"You and I are sisters, and we should support each other in this harem." She gave her a gentle smile, and it was this smile that Ling Ruo remembered for a long time, until...