The more I think about it, the more I can't bear to stay out of it.
I gritted my teeth and finally looked for the red footsteps that had gone away. I finally found this legendary "little door". It was really a pile of debris and was so messy that I didn't want to look at it more. But because of this, it was really hard to be discovered. I took a deep breath, squatted down and tried it out. I felt it was a bit reluctant, so I untied my emerald white brocade cloak and threw it aside, resisting the nausea. He climbed in gropingly.
Fortunately, I often come to Langhua Hall on weekdays. Maybe I can find the place without being led, or maybe I don’t want to make it public. The Queen Mother didn’t bring many people, and she only guarded a few doorways. I hid quietly and slowly. The sight of the people passing through the palace quietly reached the second gate, and beyond that was the main hall. The number of people would inevitably increase. But since the people had already come in, they had to find a way to get a feel for the situation before making any calculations.
But before I even touched the main hall, I heard Aunt Hua Yi scolding: "How dare you, didn't the Queen Mother order all the slaves to go out? What are you doing sneaking around here?"
The next voice became more familiar, "Slave, slave..."
Hua Yi became more severe and said aggressively: "Did you turn a deaf ear to the Queen Mother's words? Or is there someone instructing you to confess as soon as possible, otherwise I will send you to the Criminal Division?"
Liuhong, this heartless and unlucky person, really makes people speechless. You should be smarter if you are a thief in secret!
At this time, I had no choice but to step out and say, "Guy, wait a minute, she's going to call me." At the same time, I was making a quick draft in my mind, what should I say if Huayi asked me how I got in, and why she followed Jin. Aunt Xi has been around for many years, so she shouldn’t be fooled, right?
But Hua Yi only had time to shout: "Di Ji, what's wrong with you?..." Then Jin Xi's exactly the same scream as hers came out of the room: "Di Ji, what's wrong with you..."
When Liuhong heard this, she lost her voice and said: "Emperor Ji." After saying that, she stood up and rushed in regardless of everything. Huayi didn't expect her to be like this, and she was stunned for a moment and didn't stop drinking.
Liu Hong hurriedly pushed open the door. The scene was clearly visible and shocking. Sister Lingxi's face was distorted. She held the sharp-edged scissors tightly in her right hand and frantically cut her shiny black hair. Aunt Jinxi tried her best to Pulling and blocking.
Liuhong was shocked and went to grab the scissors directly. But the sharp weapons had no eyesight, and none of them dared to use too much force to avoid hurting the irrational Lingxi.
At this time, the Queen Mother said solemnly: "Don't stop me, let her cut it."
When Sister Lingxi heard this, she was slightly startled, and her movements could not help but slow down. She said it too late, but at that moment, the Queen Mother raised her hand and slapped her. This blow was very powerful, and she still had a gold-encrusted hand on her face. Cloisonne armor, several blood stains clearly appeared on Lingxi's face, and the corners of his mouth were red.
Lingxi's face was beaten to the side, but his eyes were still empty and lifeless, as if he were a drowning person who was dying.
However, when the time came, she opened her red lips lightly and said with a sad tone: "Mother, you have decided on the marriage, and your daughter has never agreed. Besides, how can I miss one person but sleep with another person."
The Queen Mother looked sideways slightly. Although she was over forty, she usually wore fine makeup and looked as glorious as my mother and concubine. But today, perhaps out of anger, a look of pain gradually appeared on her face, befitting today. The lotus-blue satin robe embroidered with phoenixes and double embroideries looks like the ruined autumn lotus in Taiye Pond, and it looks very frightening.
It seemed like a moment before she actually smiled, heartily. That smile made me scared. I lowered my head and didn't dare to look again. Then I heard her say: "What can't you do? Just live your life? Just treat yourself as dead and have nothing to do with it." What can’t be done? Why not!”
Aunt Jinxi was in great mourning when she heard this and burst into tears, but she didn't say a word. A deathly silence fell in the hall for a moment.
This situation is really embarrassing. If I had a choice, I would only hate myself for being transparent. But the reality is that since I bumped into her face to face, I can only walk in and kneel at the feet of the Queen Mother, and salute in a formal manner: "Happy Mother, Queen Mother Jin An.”
The Queen Mother seemed not to have heard what I said, and stood proudly aside. Others seemed to have not heard anything. Aunt Jinxi wiped away her tears, knelt down in front of Sister Lingxi, and kowtowed: "Emperor, my slave is old, I beg you to follow the Queen Mother’s decree and come down to Prince Shen. You are the Queen Mother’s own flesh and blood, and she must choose the best son-in-law for you.”
Sister Lingxi's whole body seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and her red body kept her from collapsing. She looked at Jin Xi, whose temples were gray and pleading, and after a while she smiled bitterly and said: "But I don't have him in my heart, even if he is So what about the best candidate.”
The Queen Mother's expression moved slightly, but immediately turned into a cold expression, and sneered: "Then tell me, who is in your heart?"
Sister Lingxi was speechless for a moment, and the look she looked at her mother became frightened and uncertain. My face turned pale with fear.
Could it be that the Queen Mother knew about it?
No, it's impossible. I didn't say it. Sister Lingxi wouldn't say it. As for Liuhong, she is die-hardly loyal to her sister, and she wouldn't say it either.
How could the Queen Mother know such a private matter? Could it be that the legendary blood-blood connection was really the connection between flesh and blood, so she would not be willing to force Lingxi like this.
The Queen Mother seemed to have foreseen such a reaction. Her eyes that had experienced the world were as sharp as falcons, and they were aimed at her own daughter. She said in a deep voice: "Since you can't tell me, the Ai family has no interest in asking. No matter what, with your current body, it is indeed not suitable to get married. Huh, you don’t want to get married, but the Ai family doesn’t want to make enemies, so you don’t have to ruin the half-life relationship between me and Sister Mei. Jin Xi——" She turned around and raised her eyebrows. He called out: "Go and spread the message of the Ai family. Emperor Lingxi will go to Feishuang Palace to recuperate from now on. When her illness is gone and when she has figured it out, she will come to see the Ai family again."
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End of memories——
Seeing that Xue Po wanted to say more, I secretly signaled her not to speak. Then I picked up the bamboo stick that Xue Po had thrown aside, turned it over, looked at it, and said with a satisfied smile: "There's no need to re-elect, there are still bamboo sticks at the back." As for the writing, well, it’s not bad at all.”
Lingxi couldn't respond for a moment, and Xuepo also asked anxiously: "What do you mean?" After saying that, without waiting for my answer, he pulled it over and took a look, and instantly understood, with his face spread like a spring flower, he smiled and said: "It's true. Sister is beautiful, The pear blossoms and ice and snow should complement each other."
She was so curious when she said this, she took the bamboo stick, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she slowly said: "Ice posture and snow soul, I often think of Nan Zheng Qingming Road, my drunk sleeves are facing the wind and snow."
Xue Po smiled, clapped his hands and said, "That's right, this is from Lu You's "Pear Blossom". In fact, the first two sentences are even better. The pink and light fragrance comes from the same family, and no peach or plum blossom takes over the years."
Lingxi smiled slightly and said, "You are quite knowledgeable in poetry. It shows that you haven't been lazy recently."
A big stone fell on Xuepo's heart, and he explained with a smile for a long time. Lingxi saw that she couldn't hold it in, so he said: "Don't drop your school bag there again, your sister Huaishu still has it in her hand." Xuepo stuck out his tongue and came closer.
I looked at the bamboo stick and said curiously: "It is an unknown red flower, but it is also fresh and beautiful." Then I looked at the bamboo stick and read, "Bing Ming Yu Yun natural color, desolate spelled West Wind Guest. Reluctant to marry Dongfeng."
"In the frost and dew of Yinqin." The signature was "Linxi Immortal Product" and then he said: "It turns out to be magnolia, which is quite common in Shu."
I laughed and said, "What a joke. I don't even know what kind of flower this is, but I have to trouble Xuepo to identify it for me."
Xue Po didn't recognize the flower just now, and was a little embarrassed when she heard the words, but when it comes to poetry, she is indeed very motherly. When she heard that there was an opportunity for her to show it, she hurriedly came over to take a look and said: "Congratulations, Sixth Sister, this hibiscus
, also known as magnolia, or frost-resistant flower, or lotus flower. It flourished during the Tang and Song Dynasties, and was the flower king of Sichuan and Sichuan. During the Five Dynasties, Emperor Meng Chang once used this flower to describe the beauty of his beloved concubine Xu Hui, and it was planted all over Chengdu. "Dun
After a pause, he continued: "Those singing girls in Shu all take this as their leader, and the one who wins the lottery is respected. Of course, we will not learn these things, but the sixth sister is always lucky. The hibiscus blooms in late autumn, and is not afraid of the frost and east wind.
, his character is very admirable."
I smiled bitterly when I heard this. Although I don't read as much as Xuepou, I also know that this flower has another name: "Broken Heart Grass."
What used to be a hibiscus flower is now a heartbroken grass. How long will it take to serve others with sex?
The flower lots of the three empresses do not all predict their fate.