His body trembled slightly, like a ripple under the moon. His voice was clear and clear, "The night wind is getting strong, go and close the window."
Such a kind and familiar tone seemed to be still in those years. My heart was so tender that I felt sad, so I walked to the window and closed the sash. He said softly: "Look carefully at the pattern on the window, does it match the scene? "
The windows are carved with intricate patterns, with a hollow albizia flower pattern on a red background, and fine gold powder on the flower stamens. Even after such a long time, the color is still as bright as before. Such a bright and eye-catching bright red gold is very beautiful. Like during the wedding season. He continued: "My mother-in-law likes the Albizia Albizia flower, so when my father built the tung flower terrace, he asked the window sash to be engraved with this flower. Albizia Albizia is a very gentle and long-lasting name."
I smiled and said, "Didn't your former Luoyue Kaiyun Pavilion also have acacia trees growing there?"
He nodded, his expression was misty and dark, with the bright color of the morning sun, and he said with a smile: "When we unite, we are happy, right? I grew up in Tonghuatai, and did not return to Ziao City to live until the death of Empress Dowager Zhaoxian, so I have been I saw only the love and joy between my father and my mother and my concubine."
"I also envy the friendship between the late Emperor and Concubine Shu Gui."
His amber eyes seemed to be covered by a thin layer of frost, "No matter how much my father loves my mother and concubine, I can't stay with her alone. Unfortunately, I can't do it either. I'm sorry for Jingxian, I'm sorry for Yu Yin, and I'm even more sorry for you. .”
The burning pain in my heart forced me to let go of my concubine Shu's reserve. I hurriedly pressed his lips gently with my cold fingertips, "Don't say such things, I understand."
He shook his head vigorously, "No. Jingxian is actually very smart. She noticed the difference between you and me and Yuyin. She wanted to ask me very much, but she never asked. She just gradually liked to imitate your dressing and speech. She has been trying very hard to please me, and finally, she begged me, begged me to give her a child."
I held my breath and said softly: "If Yu Yin imitates me, he will be more like her than she is."
He nodded slightly, looking deeply apologetic, "Yu Yin, she is proud and contradictory. She desperately hopes to be like you and get my pity, but she is also most afraid of being like you and becoming your shadow, so that all she gets is me. of mercy.”
Layers of coolness appeared on the skin, and the coolness seemed to spread out from the bone marrow, unstoppable. I sighed sadly, "Maybe back to the beginning, we will all regret the choices we made that day. Maybe we can take another path. It won’t be as difficult as it is now.”
He took a deep breath, and the warm amber color in his eyes gradually dimmed, "The only thing I regret in my life is that I went to Ganlu Temple to read out the imperial edict to welcome you back to the palace. Huan'er, that was an unforgivable mistake in my life."
The clear wine reflected half of my incomplete face, just like my incomplete life. I held back the cold tears in the corners of my eyes and looked at him quietly: "Qing, even if the wind in my heart keeps blowing towards you, I must also go against the wind, everything in this world is destined to happen, and I will not resent you at all."
He smiled lightly, but the sadness in his eyes was deeper, "It's really unbearable that I can't get the person I've longed for all my life, but let down two innocent women!"
I took a chopstick of osmanthus fragrant lotus root and put it on his plate. I tried my best to smile and said: "This is the place where the late emperor and Concubine Shu Gui had a deep love in the past. It is also your former residence. Why do you always say such sad words!"
His white fingers played with the wine cup in his hand, but not a drop of the wine in the cup was spilled. His voice was so calm that there was no wave, "I'm afraid if I don't say anything, it will be too late in the future!"
I was suddenly startled. The silver chopsticks in my hand suddenly slipped from my hand. When they touched the table, they made a sharp sound. It was like a bunch of awns piercing my heart. I couldn't help but blurt out: "Nonsense!"
He just looked as usual, and raised the corners of his lips in a gentle arc, "Isn't it? I would probably meet you when we are having a banquet in the palace. It is very difficult to even get close to you. How can we talk like this! Drinking in the morning and evening,
Decades of life have passed by like this, and I will never have time to tell you."
After hearing his explanation, I felt a little relieved, so I softened my tone and said, "You are a father, and you still have no taboo in speaking like this!"
"I'm just afraid of missing it again." His face was as calm as a pool of clear water. "When I was a child, in the spring and summer, I would often see my father and mother admiring the flowers hand in hand and whispering. At that time, the Tangdi flowers were blooming like snow, and the tung blossoms were light.
It’s as purple as mist, but the flowers faded so early this year. I missed the flowering period and couldn’t even see it.”
Their eyes met, and there was a moment of silence.
Tonghua has traveled thousands of miles, and even the Korean language never stops.
After all, it is a dream that can never be realized. Just like between me and him, what we get is always missed.
After a moment, he took my hand and said, "I'm sorry."
I shook my head gently, "I don't want to hear this."
His smile was like the bright sunshine after the snow, "We have made a lifelong promise, and we will be married forever."
My heart was so sad that it almost melted away, leaving only the tenderness, so gentle that it could fill up all the shortcomings and emptiness in this life. I smiled lightly and said, "The piano and harp are at my disposal, and the years are quiet."
He was probably very happy, so he raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp. He turned over the empty glass and showed it to me with a smile on his face, "Look, I've finished it all."
I took one look at the beautiful color in the wine, and with a smile of joy and satisfaction, I raised my head and drank it all without hesitation. The fine liquid slid through my throat like a poisonous snake, and I smiled as brightly as a flower.
He looked at it, as happy as a child, "This is a cup of wine, and I don't have a drop left."
He smiled slightly, such a bright and dazzling sincere smile that made me feel endless warmth. He nodded, "Excellent."
My hand dropped and rested on the slightly cool table in a quiet manner, like a thin vein of white withered sunset. The cold wine had poured into my mouth, my throat, and finally reached my lungs, invading
Within five.
But at this moment, I was extremely satisfied and had no regrets in this life.
The night was as cool as the water of Moon Lake, and it was soft and colorful. I could smell the wind blowing through the branches, and the sound was clear, like the sound of black and white approaching gradually. I looked at him longingly, intending to remember his last moments.
smile.
I hope he doesn't blame me.
It was just that for a long time, there was only the chill of complete despair in my heart, but no pain hit my body. My breathing was still steady but slightly rapid.
The center of his eyebrows trembled violently, like a flame stirred by the wind, jumping before it was about to go out. He stretched out his hand to me, "Huan'er, let me hug you again."
It was the last warmth he gave me, and it was also the last thing I could ask for. My body involuntarily moved closer to him, so what does it matter? I was about to die, as long as he was still alive.
I lay in his arms, his cool skin was close to mine again, and my heart became completely quiet. I whispered in a low voice, "Han'er was very naughty when he was a child, but he was very smart. Unlike Lingxi, he was calm and calm since he was a child.
The two of them were still and moved, but Xue Po, I don't know what kind of temperament she is, but among the three brothers and sisters, she is the most beautiful..." The corners of my lips trembled slightly, I couldn't go on, I couldn't think about it, I couldn't think about it
My children, I only know that even if a tiger is poisoned, it will not eat its seeds. Xuan Ling will not embarrass the four children after all. I closed my eyes, like a delicate sunset growing out of his arms, and the indulgence of the past gradually filled my eyes.
In my heart, "Qing, I want to go back to Lingyun Peak."
He seemed to be nodding, and warm liquid slid down from his chin, one drop after another, slowly falling onto my exposed collarbone and dripping into the plain white silver-leaf flower tube top.
I slowly reached out to wipe it and said softly: "Qing, why are you crying?"
In the haze of tears, I caught a glimpse of the bright red on my fingertips, as if a very sharp knife was swiftly and fiercely slashing through my heart. I raised my head violently in pain, only to see bright red wounds blooming from the corners of his lips one by one with enthusiasm.
The lingering gesture spread down to my collarbone and tube top.
My tears rolled down endlessly, seeming to burn through my whole body in an instant. I turned around in fear and grabbed my wine glass in panic. His eyebrows curled up slightly due to the severe pain. He pressed
He held my hand and tried his best to smile calmly, "No, I have already changed your wine glass."
The crimson wine liquid remained on the bottom of the porcelain white cup, which hurt my eyes like needles. I couldn't believe it and said sadly: "How could it be?"
"Is this the first day that we have known each other? I have seen your reluctance when touching the wine pot. Even if your fingers are wrapped in your sleeves, I can still detect the difference between the left and right parts of a pot of wine.
Poisonous or not, I may not know all the tricks in the palace. Besides, what kind of person is the emperor brother? He asked you to come alone, which already makes me feel different from usual." His voice was heavy and warm, like a new cotton sheet wrapped around the cold.
I was trembling, "When I asked you to close the window, I had already changed your wine glasses. Huan'er, I don't want you to be in trouble."
The bone-breaking cold and pain in the body gradually froze into a big lump of ice, a hard piece that crushed hard on my heart. It rolled back and forth, crushing the heart that was already full of rotting flesh and abscesses.
My body was shattered to pieces. My voice didn't seem to be my own, it was so shrill that I cried blood, "No! It's obvious that I will be the one who dies! If I die, if you kill me, there will always be a way to survive!"
His hand held mine tightly, "Since I took you back from Mog, the emperor's murderous intention has already started, and I can't escape for a long time!" More turbulent blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, and he smiled to himself, "
I had known this day would come. It would be okay if you really handed this poisonous wine to me, because you chose to protect yourself. Huan'er, if I can no longer protect you from now on, you must know how to protect yourself."
I struggled, "I'll call Wen Shichu. You should vomit the wine quickly. Wen Shichu will definitely be able to save you!"
His eyes gradually became blurry, and the moonlight filtered in from between the gauze-covered window panes, gently caressing his cheeks, illuminating his face even more as white and thin as a sunset flower, and the breath of death invaded the room.
His skin was darkly stained on his lips. "The poison in the palace is so powerful. Once you take it, you will definitely die." He stretched out his hand to wipe my tears with difficulty, "Huan'er, don't cry. I'll wait for you."
Go out, if my brother sees you crying, he will be angry with you."
"Okay, I won't cry." I nodded desperately, wanting to listen to his words and wipe away my tears, but the tears became more and more wiped away and I couldn't wipe them all away.
He reached out and hugged me with difficulty, trying his best to stretch out my face that was distorted by pain, "Huan'er, don't be sad after I die. You have to promise me one thing, you must protect yourself and live in peace." He said
His breath was a little hasty, like a west wind blowing across a curtain, sweeping fallen leaves, "That child Xuepo is really like you. You have your child, and you must live well." He sighed softly, "I'm sorry. Huan'er, I can't do it after all.
I'll be one step behind you to protect you."
I shook my head desperately, "No! No! Qing, saying goodbye to Ling Yunfeng has become a lifelong mistake. I beg you, don't leave me again! I am your wife. I don't want to be in the palace. You take me away."
, take me away!”
His weak hands trembled and caressed my cheek, and the cold fingertips no longer had the warmth of his usual warmth. He tried his best to smile like a mist, "With your words, I have no regrets in this life!"
" His voice gradually lowered, "In my heart, you will always be my only wife..."
Tears welled up on my cheeks, the moonlight was white and dizzy, like a pair of ferocious sharp teeth, biting my throat, the pain was unbearable. I risked my life and whispered softly in his ear, "Yuhan, Lingxi, and Xuepo,
It's all yours..."
Almost at the same moment, his head gently slipped from my shoulder blade and slowly fell into my arms. He just parked in my arms silently, without a breath.
The night breeze opened the window little by little, and under the cool moonlight I saw small lush white flowers blooming on the corner of the stage. The vines were green and lush, winding and cute. The flower branches were as slender as a woman's crescent eyebrows, and the flowers quietly contained beauty, and were plain white without fragrance.
The thin petals still have pure dewdrops on them, and they are too delicate to be held.
It seemed as if his clear voice came slowly from behind: "Don't you know what kind of flower this is?"
You'll never ask me that again.
He is dead.
There was still warm blood that he spit out on his chest, which gradually became colder.
Just like my heart, it has lost its warmth forever.
He is dead, the man I have loved and cared about all my life. He died for me. He died in my arms.
My face was close to his. It had been a long time since we had been this close.
But he died. He would never talk to me again, never look at me with such gentle eyes, comfort me, never write poems, play the piano or flute with me again.
After all, Sauvignon Blanc and long-lasting love can never stay together. In the long nights to come, only Sauvignon Blanc will destroy the heart and liver. Like a dose of poison, it slowly corrodes my heart and my lungs, turning them into a hollow body.
The body cannot be liberated forever.
The gold-plated mandarin ducks form a pair of red paper, surrounded by the phoenix pattern connected end to end, which means reunion with white heads and the phoenix flying. The base of the dark pattern of parallel lotus and clusters of flowers symbolizes many children, many blessings and continuous love.
.
Geng Tie for marriage.
Xuanqing held my hand with his left hand and wrote on the red paper with his right hand:
Xuan Qing Zhen Huan made a life-long promise to be a good friend forever. May the years be peaceful and peaceful for me. The years have been torn and shattered by a thousand knives, and there will be no more peaceful years. However, I can’t even die with him.
Can't.
For a long time, I don’t know how long it was, his body was completely cold in my arms. My cold lips kissed his equally cold forehead, and my heart ached so much that I couldn’t feel anything. I stood up in despair, and slowly opened the door of the palace.
A ray of moonlight fell on me without any obstruction, illuminating my whole body as if it were frozen in ice.
A hundred steps away, the bright light of the blade pierced me so hard that I couldn't open my eyes. I turned my head and saw the cold light of armor everywhere. It was Li Chang's voice. He trotted up to help me, who was weak on my feet. He felt sad and happy at the same time.
"The queen is out!"
I pointed at the weapons and asked, "What are those?"
Li Chang lowered his head in embarrassment, but it was Xia Gao, the general of Yulin who was guarding the palace. He hugged his fists and bowed respectfully, "According to the emperor's secret edict, if the empress comes out, the imperial edict will be read; if there are others besides the empress,
If you come out, no matter who you are, you will be killed!"
Xia Gui made a gesture of raising a knife and lowering it, and my eyes went dark. Xuan Ling, he is really determined to win and has a thorough plan!
My voice was so quiet that it didn't seem to be my own, "I am safe and sound and have come out."
Xia Gao poked his head behind me and asked: "So..."
I bit my lip, and after a long while, I said coldly: "King Qinghe died suddenly."
Xia Jiao smiled with satisfaction and said to Li Chang, "Please Eunuch Li read out the imperial edict."
When Li Chang saw him looking like a ferocious iron tower, he couldn't help but shuddered, and took out the imperial edict that he had prepared, "Shu Fei Zhen listens to the edict——"
I knelt down in confusion, and heard Li Chang's sharp voice rushing into my ears word by word, "The middle palace has lost its virtue, and I remotely feel that the sixth palace has no owner, so I set up the position of imperial concubine above the fourth concubine, with the same position as deputy."
Later, she was in charge of the affairs of the Sixth Palace. Concubine Shu, Zhen, is smart, intelligent, dignified and elegant. She is the role model for the Sixth Palace. I have given my heart's permission to appoint her as the imperial concubine. I admire her."
Li Chang helped me up, quietly wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said with a forced smile: "Congratulations, Madam, this is an unprecedented joy -"
"Yeah---", a dusky crow flapped its wings and flew across the silent sky. I knew clearly that there was something I had lost forever.
Li Chang helped me walk to the bottom of the Tonghua Terrace and said, "The emperor knew that the empress was tired, so he specially held a night banquet in the Shuilu Nanxun Hall to wait for the empress."
The night wind was very strong, and it puffed up my broad sleeves, and I was as graceful as a butterfly, which was also dead and lifeless. A purple tung flower fell lightly from the branch, and there was still a thin and chlorotic stain on the broken part of the stem.
The juice, with a soft "plop" sound, fell into my blood-stained sleeve. I picked it up casually and felt that I was like this fallen flower, no longer helpless.
I slipped and rolled down the Tonghua Terrace. Li Chang exclaimed sharply, "Your Majesty——"
The pain in my right knee was excruciating. The moment I fainted from the pain, I suddenly remembered my mother’s words: Jinghong Dance is for the man you love.
I know I can't dance anymore.
On May 17, the 27th year of Qianyuan, King Xuanqing of Qinghe suddenly fell ill and died in Tonghuatai. On the 27th of May, the 27th year of Qianyuan, King Qinghe was buried. His concubine Zhen cried bitterly in front of his body and died after touching the coffin.
That day, Li Chang's face was still full of tears when he came back from the Qinghe Palace. "Concubine Yin cried so hard that she fainted several times. When it was time to cover the coffin for the prince, Concubine Yin bumped into her and blood spattered three feet. At that time, Concubine Yin
Before she died, she climbed into the prince's coffin, hugged the prince tightly, and then bit her tongue to commit suicide. Only then did we understand what Concubine Yin meant, she wanted to sleep with the prince in the same cave, life and death."
At that time, I was reciting the "Rebirth Mantra" in front of the Buddha. When I heard the words, I was shocked and painful. I couldn't use the strength of my hand, and the Canaan Buddha beads in my hand fell apart. The tears I had endured for several days finally fell again, and I hid my face.
, burst into tears.
Ten days after the burial, Xuan Ling issued an order. King Qinghe died suddenly and his limbs were broken. I was heartbroken and gave King Qinghe and his wife a generous burial. The son of King Qinghe was raised by King Pingyang and his wife. Xuanling cried bitterly for the death of King Qinghe several times.
He lost a lot of weight after eating a few wastes. Xuan Ling felt that Xuan Qing was suffering from cold weather while guarding the border, and became ill from overwork, so he issued an order to increase military pay by one million taels, and the six armies were kept in peace, and they were sacrificed to King Qinghe.
When I heard the decree, I could already walk slowly on my injured leg. The imperial doctor said that walking was fine, but I could no longer dance or run. I just stood silently in the study room of Shuilu Nanxun Palace, holding hands tightly.
He accidentally saw a stack of family letters among Xuan Ling's piles of books.
There is a thick stack of family letters, every word and every sentence is written by Xuan Qing himself. He expresses condolences on the current situation of the palace and the well-being of the palace, and tells Yu Yin and Che'er to take good care of themselves. Every word is plain and gentle, and is a homely consideration.
.But at the end of every letter from home, there are always three words written in the neatest small letters - Shu Fei An?
Yu Yin's replies are often long and lengthy, with beautiful handwriting and peace written in wadding, and only lovesickness can be seen between the lines. At the end of the family letter, there are three characters in small regular script with a hairpin - Shu Fei'an.
The signature is the two long years of spring, summer, autumn and winter. It spans the four seasons day and night.
Silently choking, layers of sadness surged into my heart, the pain was unstoppable, and tears rolled down my face. Big tears fell hotly on the imperial concubine's bright yellow and golden phoenix clothes, and mottled tear marks appeared, and they were disappeared in an instant.
Between the gold embroidery patterns.
Li Chang quietly stood behind me and reported softly, "I have found out that these family letters were all requested by the Concubine Xian and presented to the Emperor. After the Emperor read the files, he asked someone to copy the prince's handwriting and send them to the palace and the palace.
Concubine, the same is true for the letter of hidden concubine."
I suddenly remembered that the fan left beside Xuan Ling's bed that day belonged to the concubine Hu Yunrong.
Li Chang was worried and said, "The Concubine Xian wants to be in the lower position. She regards her as a thorn in her side and plots against her many times. She must not be careful."
My nails dug into the flesh of my palms, I remained calm and said calmly: "I know."