Before the sky darkened, Xu Jinliang, the chief eunuch of the Jingsi Room, came to deliver a message asking me to prepare my bed. Feng Luan Chun'en's car was waiting outside early in the morning and took me into the east room of Yiyuan Hall.WWW.tsxsw. The sound of the COM Palace carriage rolling on the stone slabs of Yongxiang suddenly reminded me of that snowy winter night, when Lady Miaoyin sang proudly in the spring breeze. Somehow, I suddenly thought of this woman who fell out of favor because of me, her former favorite. And Deyi, I don’t know what kind of difficult life she is living at this moment, a woman who was rejected by the emperor... Even though she is arrogant and rude, she still has a trace of pity for her in her heart. This car is also the car that she used to be full of joy for. The one who rode away with expectation and pride, but within ten days, the person who rode away on the Fengluan Chunen Car with the imperial edict had been replaced by me. I took a slight breath in my heart, she is a lesson learned from my mistakes in the future. No matter when and where, even if you are favored in the harem, caution and forbearance are the safest policies.
Fangruo was waiting outside the palace. When she saw me, she hurriedly came up to help me and said softly: "The emperor is still in the west room reviewing the memorial. He will be ready soon. My young master, please go to the east room and wait for a while."
Fangruo led me into the east room and then retreated. After waiting alone for a while, Xuan Ling hadn't come yet. He walked out alone. The west room was brightly lit. Because it was the imperial study room, the concubines couldn't go in. I didn't dare. Without hesitation, he walked alone outside Yiyuan Hall and stopped beside the vermilion coiled dragon towering to the sky pillar.
The moon flickered slightly, but the moonlight was extremely bright, pouring down like mercury. The entire Ziao City seemed to be caged in fresh water. In the harem, there were two lanterns and star-finding platforms in the east and west, facing each other from a distance. , is the highest place in the palace. Beyond it is the Yiyuan Palace where the emperor lives. Standing in front of the palace and looking into the distance, the continuous palaces and towers are like overlapping mountains, rising and falling. Under the moonlight, the colored glaze of all the palaces and pavilions is Hua tiles, sparkling like blue waves under the starlight.
The magnolia in front of the hall was half open and half closed, and its shape was very noble and elegant. The night wind was a bit strong, and the long hair that was blown by the wind blew into my eyes. So I called Jinxi softly: "Go and pick a magnolia."
It is a piece of purple magnolia, with a hard and long pedicel. The bud has just bloomed, and it is as graceful as a small lotus. I use the magnolia to loosely pull up my hair, and there is a light and blurry fragrance in the hair. The stronger the wind, the jade-colored long clothes The skirt of the skirt flew up silently, and the clothes were blown close to the body by the wind. I couldn't help but raise my wide sleeves to cover it.
Hearing Xuan Ling walk up to him, "It's still a bit cold in the spring night, so don't stand in the wind. Follow me in." He smiled again and said, "I've prepared something for you."
Feeling slightly curious, I entered the east room and saw a bowl of hot dumplings on the table. Xuan Ling sat down with me and said to me, "Are you hungry? I asked someone to prepare snacks for you."
It seemed to taste very good, but there was only one bowl. He looked at Xuan Ling and said, "I am not hungry. Your Majesty, please use it first."
"I've already used it in the West Room, please try and see if it suits your taste."
Yiyan took a bite, frowned and spat it out, pushed the bowl away and said, "raw."
Xuan Ling smiled narrowly and ambiguously when he heard this: "You said this yourself."
Only then did I realize that I had been fooled by him. I spat at him in shame and turned around angrily. He looked embarrassed and lowered his head. He leaned down to look at me and chuckled: "My Wanqing is even more cute and pitiful when she is angry."
I whispered: "The emperor is teasing my concubine."
"Okay, okay." He patted my back, "I didn't mean to tease you. I should have let you try this bowl of dumplings last night. I heard that it is indispensable for folk marriages. The palace has
The rules are strict, and although I can't do everything for you, I will naturally do everything for you that I can."
Thinking of "laying the tent" in the morning, I was moved in my heart. I leaned towards him and said softly: "Your Majesty treats your concubine like this..." The deepest part of my heart felt weak for a moment. I couldn't say any more, so I just leaned against him quietly.
His voice gradually lost its joking tone and became slightly serious, "I saw you for the first time that day in Shanglin Garden. You stood alone in the shadow of the apricot blossoms in the sky, with that indifferent and distant look, just like this palace.
All the troubles and affairs here have nothing to do with you, you are the only one left in this world."
I said in a low voice: "My concubine is not that good. There are many beautiful, talented and virtuous people in the palace, but I am far behind."
"Why do you need to compare yourself with others? Zhen Huan is Zhen Huan, that's the best." The tall and tall man in front of him, dressed in bright yellow emperor's brocade clothes, has handsome features and a resolute look in his eyes, but his words are sincere and sincere.
, which actually leaves people helpless.
I looked up at him, and he looked at me. His eyes were in a state of trance, yet entranced. The blurry light and sliding colors made people want to dive in. I don’t know how long they looked at each other like this, and his hand gently caressed me.
It went up to my hairline, slowly slid down and touched the purple magnolia. He smiled and said: "It's so chic." As he spoke, he pulled out the magnolia and placed it on the table. His long hair fell like a waterfall. There was warmth between his lips and teeth.
The breath is getting closer...
Seven nights, seven nights in a row, Fengluan Chunen Car stopped in front of Tangli Palace as scheduled, taking me to the east room of Yiyuan Palace. Xuanling treated me extremely tenderly, looking at me with such gentle eyes, as if frozen.
A pool of Taiye spring water clearly reflects my shadow. The scent of ambergris is so fine that it seems to penetrate into the bone marrow texture.
It has never happened before that the concubine has been summoned for seven days in a row. Even if she is as favored as a concubine, the emperor has never been summoned for more than three days in a row. In this way, everyone in the harem knows that the newly promoted concubine Wan is extremely favored, and she has been favored for a long time.
I was the most popular person in front of the emperor. So I fawned over me even more, and even the palace servants around me were treated with special eyes. However, they had already received my strict warning and did not dare to show any arrogance.
On the seventh day, I went to pay my respects to the queen as usual. The concubines went there neatly that day, and although it was not too late, most of the concubines were already there when they arrived, so I felt embarrassed after all. I had seen it according to the ceremony, and guarded my own.
We sat down and exchanged a few words with the concubines, but after a while, they dispersed.
Mei Zhuang and I went back together hand in hand. When we left Fengyi Palace, we saw Concubine Hua and Concubine Li Gui walking slowly in front, so we invited Ann to meet her. Concubine Hua gave orders, and Concubine Li said: "Concubine Wan
My sister always pays her respects to the Queen very early, but it is really strange that she is late today."
Feeling slightly embarrassed, he said with a smile: "Sisters are diligent, but my sister is lazy."
Concubine Li gave a cold smile: "I dare not say that you are lazy, sister Wanconi - serving the Holy Master for days is bound to be tiring. How can we be so free as we don't have to serve the Master?"
Feeling annoyed, Zi blushed. This concubine Li spoke so openly, without any taboo. If she just tolerated it, she would be happy without any scruples. So she said in a leisurely manner: "Sister, concubine, I have been serving the Holy Master for a long time.
You know the four words “don’t say anything inappropriate”.
Concubine Li's face darkened and she was about to explode. I smiled and said, "My sister has not been in the palace for a long time and she doesn't know much about anything. If there are any mistakes in her words, I hope you will be generous and don't take offense." Concubine Li glanced at Hua.
Concubine, after all, I didn't dare to be too rude in front of her, so I had to hold back and smile.
Concubine Hua listened indifferently and said to Meizhuang: "Hui concubine has been very leisurely recently. I wonder if she has time to copy a volume of "The Analects of Women" for me, so as to remind everyone in the harem to abide by women's values.
Fan, be careful in your words and deeds."
Meizhuang obeyed and said: "How can my sister disobey your Majesty's orders? I just don't know when the Majesty will ask for it."
Concubine Hua touched her cheek with her hand, as if she was deep in thought, and said after a while: "There is no rush, just copy it slowly. If I want it, I will order someone to get it." After that, she looked at Meizhuang and said, "Hui
It seems that the number of concubines has been reduced, but it is because the emperor has not summoned you recently."
Meizhuang was greatly embarrassed, but still maintained his demeanor and said: "Hua Fei is laughing, but she is just a little plump in winter, and now she wears less clothes, so she looks thinner."
Concubine Hua smiled softly, her beauty suddenly brightened, and she said slowly: "I see. Hui Bin and Guan Bin have always been on good terms. I thought it was because Guan Bin's grace was so great that Hui Bin felt uncomfortable.
"After that, she said to me again: "Concubine Wan is smart and beautiful, so it is reasonable for her to be favored by the emperor." She changed the subject, "It's just other people. Since Concubine Wan and Concubine Hui are like sisters, how could she forget to favor her exclusively?
In addition, you should also give a share of the pie to your sisters, otherwise you will be worse than Mrs. Guan and Zhao Zier."
Concubine Hua's words were already aggressive. I wonder if Meizhuang was also dissatisfied because of my favor. I couldn't help but raise my eyes to look at her. It happened that Meizhuang also looked towards me. They looked at each other and both knew that Hua Concubine was looking at her.
The concubine deliberately provoked them, and they immediately understood each other and smiled warmly.
Mei Zhuang smiled faintly and said, "The empress asked my sister to copy the Analects of Confucius to instruct the women in the Sixth Palace. How could my sister not know that jealousy and resentment are a great detriment to a woman's virtue? Although Mei Zhuang is incompetent and dull, she never dares to be virtuous.
deficit."
Concubine Hua said: "Although you are virtuous, there is no guarantee that others will not be the same. I have been in the palace for many years, and I have seen a lot of cold and capricious people."
There was something in the words, but before Meizhuang could react, I smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice. Your Majesty asked your sister to copy the "Analects of Women" to instruct everyone in the harem in order to prevent the harem from fighting for favor and causing trouble.
You have good intentions, but it's too late for the sisters to obey respectfully. How can you dare to go against the wishes of the empress? What's more..." I looked at the golden phoenix and pearl hairpin gently trembling on Concubine Hua's temples and said, "Queen Lu is cruel, Concubine Qi is the only one who loves her.
Both Madam Guan and Zhao Zier met a disastrous end. Now that the Queen and Concubine Hua are virtuous, how can the Emperor's harem compare with our dynasty."
The smile on Concubine Hua's lips froze slightly. Concubine Li Gui observed her words and immediately took a step forward to retort. Concubine Hua's eyes squinted: "Concubine Gui talked a lot today, so be careful with your tongue." Li Gui.
Hearing this, Concubine Hua had no choice but to retreat silently. Concubine Hua suddenly smiled and said, "My sister's words are really comforting." She looked at Meizhuang with bright eyes like a torch, "Concubine Hui and Concubine Guan have been together for a long time, and they are so talkative.
He is also getting smarter and smarter day by day, which should not be underestimated."
Mei Zhuang's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, just kept silent.
Concubine Hua rubbed her temples and said, "I'm really exhausted after getting up early to greet the queen and talking for so long. Let's go back." After saying that, she supported the palace maid's shoulders, and the group walked through the flowers and willows.
Went.
Seeing Concubine Hua go far away, Mei Zhuang raised his face and everyone in the palace stepped back to follow. Mei Zhuang looked at the direction in which Concubine Hua was leaving and sighed quietly, "She finally couldn't bear it anymore." She took me with her.
hand, "Let's walk together."
Mei Zhuang's palms felt cool and wet, so I took off the silk and put it on her palms. Mei Zhuang said softly: "You are considered experienced."
The spring breeze was warm, but my heart was as cold and wet as the palms of Mei Zhuang's hands. I said softly: "Concubine Hua is just fine. Sister," I stared at Mei Zhuang: "Can you blame me?"
Mei Zhuang also looked at me, and her face did look a bit haggard. Before me, she was also favored by Xuan Ling. Concubine Hua was already suppressing her, and others were watching her with eager eyes. Without the emperor's favor, Mei Zhuang would
How is Zhuang going to gain a foothold in this palace? Meizhuang, if she is separated from me because of Xuan Ling... I don't dare to think about it anymore. I involuntarily put more force on my hand and squeezed Meizhuang's hand.
Mei Zhuang patted my hand lightly, "If it wasn't you, there would be someone else. If it were someone else, I'd rather it be you." Her voice trembled slightly: "Don't blame me for saying selfish things. If someone else is favored, I'm afraid one day I will
Come and harm me. Huan'er, you can't do it."
I felt hot in my heart, "Sister Mei, I can't, never will."
"I believe you can't." Meizhuang's voice was filled with tender sadness and helplessness in the spring blossoms, but she spoke sincerely, "Huan'er, there are so many people in this palace, I can't believe it.
It’s just you. Although Lingrong has a good relationship with us, after all, we didn’t grow up together. If you and I can’t support each other, how will we survive these decades of silence in the deep palace.”
"Sister Mei..." I was moved in my heart. Fortunately, there is Mei Village, at least there is Mei Village. "Although some things were not expected by Huan'er, nor could they be avoided by Huan'er. But regardless of whether she is favored or not, my sister and I have the same intentions.
In the past, even if the emperor favored me, my sister would never want to be separated from me."
Mei Zhuang looked at the vast mist of Taiye Pond and held a soft willow branch in his hand, "It is expected that you and I will be favored by our talents, and we must not bury them. Even if we cannot be favored forever, we must keep this life and not be involved.
Clan members…”
I smiled bitterly and said sadly: "What's more, Concubine Hua has treated you and me as a serious problem. We are already destined to prosper and decline."
Mei Zhuang nodded, "It's not just you and me, I'm afraid that in the eyes of others, even Lingrong and Chun'er can't be separated from each other." Mei Zhuang spoke in his mouth, and the willow branch he was playing with in his hand became more and more bent, and he just listened
It broke into two pieces with a "snap" sound.
The sound of a broken willow branch was like a "bang" of a drumstick hitting my heart. I suddenly alerted myself and reached out to take the broken willow in Meizhuang's hand. Only by relaxing and tightening one by one can the king smile. If so,
There was too much force, and no matter how tough the willow branch was, it would still break. I raised my head and looked at the red sun on the bank of Taiye Pond, and said softly: "Thank you, sister."
Meizhuang was still confused: "Why are you thanking me?"
After being silent for a long time, I walked slowly along Taiye Pond with Meizhuang quietly. Taiye Pond stretched vastly, and I suddenly felt that this road was so long, so long, that it seemed like I could never finish it.
I was still the one who slept at night. It started to rain lightly in the middle of the night. Because I had something on my mind, I fell into a light sleep. When I woke up, I couldn't fall asleep again. I was favored too much and showed my sharpness. I had already incurred the dissatisfaction of Concubine Hua. One day
If the momentum is too strong at the beginning, there may not be enough follow-up. It is the same as if a string is stretched too tightly and it will easily break.
Turning over slightly, the pillow filled with flower petals made a rustling sound. Not wanting to wake up Xuan Ling, he half-asleep asked: "Why are you awake?"
"I heard it was raining outside." The light rain hit the flowers and leaves outside the hall, making a crisp rustling sound.
"Are you worried?"
I shook my head slightly, "Not really." In the dim orange candlelight, the long hair was like a piece of black hair scattered on his arm and between the pillow.
"Don't lie to me."
I turned around and leaned against his chest. The knot of the bright yellow silk pajamas was loosened, exposing a piece of cool skin on my chest. I raised my hand and slowly tied it for him, "Your Majesty, I am afraid."
His tone was calm, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"
"Your Majesty treats me so well. My concubine..." the voice gradually lowered, almost inaudible, "Your Majesty, have you ever heard that giving a favorite to one person is also a combination of resentment to one person."
Xuan Ling's voice was slightly sharp: "What? Someone is giving you a hard time?"
"No one makes it difficult for me to be my concubine." I felt quite bitter in my heart, but I had to say these words, and finally vomited them out word by word: "Only when the rain and dew are both wet, and the six palaces are peaceful, can the royal heirs and blessings continue. I don't have to say this.
Dare to pamper me exclusively."
The hand holding my body loosened a little, and his eyes were casual but looked at me, "What if I don't want to?"
I know he will be willing. The concubines of the Sixth Palace are closely related to the previous dynasty. They can affect the whole body, but he will not refuse. There is a feeling of sadness in my heart, just like the drizzle outside the palace, and then I slowly speak softly.
He said: "Your Majesty is a wise king."
"Mingjun?" He hummed softly, and there was a coolness in his throat, like the cool and bitter smell of peppermint oil that he often used to wake up his mind.
"It has been eight days. The emperor was already busy with government affairs in the previous dynasty. If the Sixth Palace becomes a place of resentment, it will be like starting a fire in the backyard, which will only make the emperor worried." He listened quietly, with a silent expression, and I continued.
"If the emperor favors me exclusively and neglects the other concubines, others will inevitably comment on the emperor's coolness, his love for the new and his forgetfulness of the old." He curled up his clothes with both hands, and choked up in his words, "I cannot allow the emperor to do anything for me.
I can't stand it when I'm alone and worried." At the last sentence, there was a sense of pity in the words.
Maybe it was windy. The heavy crocodile soft tent was extremely thin. The wind was like a big invisible hand, coming silently through the curtain. The shadow of the tent moved slightly, and the red candle swayed slightly, illuminating the expression on Xuan Ling's face.
.My feet were exposed outside the brocade quilt, but I had no intention of retracting them. A chill spread bit by bit.
Xuan Ling's hand tightened day by day, and her cheek pressed tightly against his collarbone, which caused a bit of pain. His foot wrapped around my foot, and warmth came over me. He closed his eyes, and after a long time he said: "I know.
Already."
I also closed my eyes and stopped talking.
It was night, and Xuan Ling did not check my sign again. Xiao Yunzi had inquired early in the morning that the emperor was going to see his concubine, who had not been favored for a long time, and he should also stay at her place. Although it was unexpected, as long as it was not me, it would be okay.
Take a breath.
It has been seven or eight days since I spent the night in Tangli Palace, and I feel a little alienated. After changing my pajamas, I still feel no sleep at all. It feels like there is a void in my heart, which is not a good feeling. Concubine, I have not seen the king for a long time.
How could the concubine be overjoyed? How could she express her kindness in a polite way?
Sighing sadly, he fiddled with the phoenix lute on the sapphire table. The strings were like silk, his fingertips slipped, and the long rhyme flowed like a stream. The song he played at his fingertips was "Song of Resentment" 3.
On the 15th day of the Han Dynasty, when entering the Han Palace, the flowers are smiling in spring. The king chooses the color of jade and sleeps in the golden screen. He recommends pillows to the charming sunset moon and rolling clothes to fall in love with the spring breeze. I would rather know that Zhao Feiyan will win endless favors and hate. Deep sorrow can hurt people, and green hair will become
Shuangpeng. Once you are unhappy, all your worldly affairs are in vain. You trade your quail for fine wine, and you dance in your clothes and then carve a dragon. I cannot bear to speak of the cold and bitterness, so I play silk tung for you. My heart is broken and my strings are cut off, and my heart is filled with sorrow at night.
There is love before the tune is formed, but two or three intermittent sentences are already felt to be ominous. The sentences are like prophecies, and the fate of the beauty in the ancient palace. It seems that the secret horror in the heart has been sharply pierced by a fine needle, and a slight movement of the finger
Trembling, the tone is already messed up.
Songs of resentment, songs of resentment, the love and hate of women in the palace can never be too obvious, let alone resentment, which is a taboo for women. What is there to complain about? I asked him to go away. It has to be like this...
After a while, I calmed my mind and changed to the song "The Highness of the Mountain" 4:
The mountain is high, but the moonrise is small. The moon is so small, how bright it is! I have something to think about far away. When I don't see you for a day, my heart becomes quiet.
After patrolling for several times, Liu Zhu couldn't help but asked curiously: "Miss, why do you only play the first half of this piece over and over again?"
His mind was focused on the sound of the piano, his eyebrows were still, and he said calmly: "I only like this upper half."
Liu Zhu didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she held a gauze lamp in front of the case and stood aside quietly. After flicking for a long time, her wide sleeves slipped under her elbows, and the moonlight fell coldly on her arms through the window screen, as if on her arms.
Countless snow-white pear blossoms bloomed, with a faint sheen. There was a dull pain in the fingertips, but when I turned over them, I saw that they were already red.
Pushing away the piano and walking out. The long hem of the moon-white swirling pajamas hangs on the ground, softly brushing the ground in silence. Quietly, he raises his head and looks at the sky. The moon is slightly above the willow. Today is fourteenth, and the moon is as full as one.
The silver disk on the wheel is so light that the stars in the sky have lost their usual color. In fact, it is not perfect, it just looks like it is complete. Tomorrow is a serious full moon night, a full moon night
According to the ancestral system, the emperor would stay at the Zhaoyang Palace where the queen stayed. After looking at the queen coldly for more than half a year, Xuan Ling treated the queen just like this - indeed, they treated each other as if they were guests. However, they were too much like guests, and they were too polite and respectful to each other. On the tenth day of every month
Five, should be the day that the Queen looks forward to the most. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sympathy and pity for the Queen.
At this time, the wind and dew were clear, and the two crabapples in front of the hall were in full bloom. Their branches were leisurely emerging from the dust, and they were clusters of light green flowers. The flowers were as delicate and red as virgin flowers, as if they were the bright clouds of dawn, spread out like snow and fog. The moonlight was cold and cold.
Like white frost, only a vague outline remains.
When the wind suddenly picked up, the flowers washed like rain, and one by one they stuck to the sleeves of my clothes, like a little bit of rouge. The breeze blew my long hair, like willow silk flying among the flowers, and the branches were affectionate. I just stood quietly.
Without moving, let the wind roll up the thin sleeves and brush them against the wrist bones, as if they were as light as nothing. Occasionally, a nightingale would make a sound, breaking through the clear and watery night.
I knew he was coming. The familiar ambergris floated faintly in the fragrance of flowers, and no fragrance could cover his scent. He made no sound, and I just stood there as if there was no one around.
He finally spoke, "How long are you going to stand like this?" But without turning around, I heard him approaching, his boots making a soft sound on the fallen flowers on the ground. A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he was indeed here.
.Suddenly his smile disappeared. He turned around slowly, as if he had suddenly seen him, and hesitantly called: "Your Majesty."
He was still half a foot away and had already spread out his arms, and jumped into his arms with both feet. There was thin dew on his golden crown, which reflected a bright star under the moon. His hand gently touched my shoulder,
"How can I let you go if this makes me feel distressed?"
As if remembering something, she broke away from his arms and asked softly: "Didn't the Emperor go to see Concubine Qi? Why are you here Tangli?"
He smiled: "I've seen her before. I came here to see how beautiful the moon is today, and I wanted to come and see what you were doing." His lips pressed against my forehead, "If I didn't come, wouldn't I have let you down in vain?
"The Highness of the Mountain". Fortunately, I didn't miss such a good piano sound."
He turned his head and smiled, his cheeks as hot as drinking wine: "Your Majesty said this, I am ashamed of myself." She scratched his face playfully with her finger, "How could you, the majestic king, actually imitate others' 'listen to the corner'?"
He held my finger and pretended to be angry, "You're getting bolder! I'll punish you by playing one more song."
Hand in hand, we entered the Yingxin Hall. Jin Xi and others had already brewed a pot of new tea and placed fresh fruits and vegetables for them. There was also an eunuch who was accompanying him to change Xuan Ling's clothes. Seeing everyone retreating and closing the door, I smiled slightly.
He frowned and said, "The emperor will leave, and the concubine will probably be sad."
He lifted my chin with his index finger, his eyes widened slightly, and he smiled broadly: "Are you willing to push me to someone else?"
He pushed him, took two steps back, and said with all his strength, "I have said that the emperor is a wise monarch."
Xuan Ling laughed silently and whispered in my ear: "A faint king has his own advantages - I will be a wise king again tomorrow."
He couldn't help laughing any longer: "Then I will be a good concubine tomorrow and go to my sister Cifei to plead guilty." He tilted his head and said, "Silang, what piece of music do you want to hear me play?"
He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear my words clearly, and then said after a moment: "What did you call me just now?"
Fang realized that he had said the wrong thing, and his mind felt as if ice and snow had splashed on him. He knelt down and said, "I have lost my decency..."
His hands had blocked my kneeling position, and he bent down and half-hugged me in his arms. There was a strange and bright light in his eyes that I had never seen before, "Very good. I like calling me like this very much."
He hugged me on his knees and spoke as softly as the spring sun in April: "Your maiden name is Zhen Huan, what's the small print?"
“I don’t have a small character for my concubine. I call her ‘Huan’er’.”
"Hmm. Can I call you 'Huan Huan'?"
I lowered my head and glanced at Xuan Ling and I, whose figures were reflected in the candlelight on the wall. My heart was as red as a begonia flower, and I let out a soft "hmm".
Leaning lazily on Xuan Ling, his voice sounded like he was drunk after drinking wine, and his kisses fell on his neck, "I have just looked at you for a long time. Huanhuan, you stand under that crabapple tree, as if you were in the sky for nine days."
Banish the Immortal. Huan Huan, just play the song "Heavenly Fairy"."
Yi Yan stood up, tried the tune, and smiled charmingly at him: "Actually, Huan Huan doesn't play the piano very well. Sister Mei Zhuang's piano skills are far superior to mine. I still need her to constantly encourage her."
He raised his eyes and said, "Hui concubine? Let's listen to her play a good song another day."
The music of the piano was soothing, and I felt that the lights were bright and the moon was bright, and the whole room was filled with beautiful scenery.
Just when he was about to go to bed, there were two "ding" sounds on the door. The high-pitched voice of the chamberlain called out respectfully from outside the door: "Your Majesty."
Xuan Ling was a little impatient: "What's important? Come back tomorrow."
The waiter hesitantly answered "Yes", but refused to listen and stepped back.
I advised: "Your Majesty, you might as well listen. It may be an important matter."
Xuan Ling put on his clothes and stood up, and said to me: "You don't have to get up." Fang said calmly to the outside: "Come in."
Because there were concubines present, it was Fangruo who came in to reply. Palace officials always responded to the imperial concubine in a nonverbal manner, so Fangruo just said calmly: "To report to the emperor, my concubine Hui, the young master, drowned."
I was suddenly startled, opened the curtain and said loudly: "Silang, Sister Mei doesn't understand the nature of water!"
Note:
1 "The Analects of Women": Also known as "The Analects of Women" by Song Ruozhao, it was written by Song Ruoxin in the Tang Dynasty and interpreted by Song Ruozhao. It is one of the "Four Books on Women". It is based on the ideas and system of the ancient "The Analects of Confucius" and addresses the thoughts and behaviors of women.
Women in ancient times put forward strict requirements and basic etiquette that should be followed. At that time, it was regarded as a code of conduct and code for ladies and virtuous women.
2. Mrs. Guan and Zhao Zi'er: The concubines of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty were once favored. The two had a good relationship with Bo Ji, the concubine of Emperor Gaozu, and the three of them even made an agreement: "Be noble first and never forget each other." After Guan, Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao were both favored by the king, and Bo Ji was the only one.
Ji was treated coldly. The two of them remembered the Old Testament and supported Bo Ji so that she would be favored by the great ancestor. They gave birth to the acting king Liu Heng, who later became Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, and Bo Ji became the queen mother.
3. Written by Li Bai, the poem describes the tragic fate of a palace maid from being favored to falling out of favor, which is closely related to the word "resentment" in the title of the poem.
4 "The High Mountain": Selected from "The Collection of Orchid Snow", written by Zhang Yuniang, a female poet in the Song Dynasty. The full text is as follows: "The high mountain, the moonrise is small. The moon is so small, how bright it is! I have something to think about and I am far away. I will not see you for a day.
Come on, my heart is quiet. I collect hardships and hardships in the south of the mountain. I am worried and worried. How can I bear it? Your heart is as solid as gold and stone, and the body is as pure as ice and snow. I planned to form a hundred-year-old alliance, but suddenly it became a one-day separation. The morning clouds, dusk and rain come and go.
"We miss each other thousands of miles apart and share the bright moon." The first half of the column expresses the feeling of lovesickness and unswerving love, while the second half of the column describes the changes in parting, the difficult time of meeting, and the incomprehensible worries.