On a cold winter night, heavy snow fell, and the biting wind howled, sweeping through the empty streets. In this quiet moment, Chang Gu and Qing Luo were imprisoned in a dark cell.
The damp, cold and gloomy atmosphere in the cell was suffocating. They were tied together and huddled in the corner, facing the cold wall, unable to move.
The dungeon is dark and damp. The moss on the walls and the cobwebs in the corners are reminiscent of the long years of being enclosed here. The air in the cell is filled with a dull smell of rust, which seems to warn those who are trying to escape that this place
ruthlessness and indifference.
As the night progresses, the temperature in the cell gradually drops, and cold wind blows in through the narrow windows, making people feel even colder.
"This Xuanqing is really not a good person. We used to take good care of him when he came to the Prime Minister's Palace. Now, he actually breaks his promise and kills us!"
Chang Gu complained angrily.
Hearing this, Qing Luo glanced at him sideways, "He just wanted to force the master to come out. He probably won't really kill us."
"We are just two insignificant people. He is the king of a country. If you kill him, kill him!"
"It's just a pity that I am young and have to die in a foreign land without even being married."
"..." Qingluo took a deep breath, "Save your strength, the master won't let us die."
"Haha." Chang Yu smiled bitterly, "You are so optimistic. This is the Northern Kingdom. The master and Xuanqing have deep grudges. I am afraid that even the master will not be spared."
Qing Luo rolled her eyes silently, not bothering to say another word to him, so she just closed her eyes and fell asleep.
……
That night, Xuanqing almost didn't sleep all night. He just sat alone at the desk, his eyes staring at the dark night as if they had no focus, and the expression on his face actually had a hint of vagueness.
Soft light.
It wasn't until morning time that he changed into clothes and went to the court.
The courtiers of the Northern Kingdom also unexpectedly discovered today that the monarch, who used to have an ugly face every time he went to court, and was as cold as frost, actually had a little more warmth on his face today.
"My dear friends, do you have any original memorial? If there is no original memorial, I will withdraw from the court."
As soon as Xuan Qing finished speaking, a minister stood up.
"For your Majesty, last night the Marquis of Liangzhou of the Yin State, Yin Luzhu, sent a document to the front of the house. He said that he had just arrived in Liangzhou to take office and came to visit the monarch. He also brought the most precious treasure of the Yin State and wanted to present it to the monarch."
Xuanqing's eyes brightened slightly.
"The most precious treasure of the Yin Kingdom?"
He murmured in a low voice, and then chuckled, "In this case, let her come to the palace to see you."
……
At night, the sound of silk and bamboo music in Beigong echoes inside, and the lights are bright and magnificent.
Yin Luzhu walked slowly into the palace under the leadership of the eunuch.
Xuanqing's eyes fell on her since she entered the palace.
Her silk hair is as green as emerald, hanging down from her shoulders, her lips are as red as honey, her dimples are smiling, her clothes are light, embroidered with peach blossoms, her steps are light, like the wind blowing in the willows.
Amidst the sound of pipa, she has picturesque eyebrows, a little cinnabar, charming eyes like silk, long slender fingers, and embellished with hostas.
That beauty’s smile seems to make the mountains and rivers change color.
Yin Luzhu came forward and bowed Yingying, "Foreign minister Yin Luzhu pays homage to the Northern Emperor."
Xuanqing's eyes tightened slightly, but the courtiers were startled. This... I never heard that Yin Luzhu was so... virtuous!
"Haha." Xuanqing laughed softly, "You are so charming, why do you need to dress up?"