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In such a depressed autumn, with intermittent rain, the days passed quietly in this long rainy day.
It was clearing after the rain on this day, and the sun was just a meager light, like withered yellow leaves, falling one by one on people. Meizhuang saw me hiding from the world and tried to persuade me a few words from time to time, but all I could respond was silence.
Meizhuang came to my palace that day. Without saying a word, she stood up, took my hand, and left. She walked quickly, pulling me along the stone path of Yongxiang, and the wind fluttered the corners of her cloak.
It was like a child's naughty hand stroking there.
I didn’t know where she wanted to take me. The road was very long, and after walking for a long time, I still didn’t get to where she wanted to go. I paid attention to the scenery around me, as if I had seen it somewhere before. When I thought about it carefully, I took a breath.
Air-conditioning. This road is the road leading to Jinleng Palace. A few years ago, I ordered the killing of the first woman in the palace who threatened my life. That was my first deliberate killing, so that I
For many nights afterwards, I often dreamed of the scene of the dead Yu being strangled, which made me feel uneasy.
After walking for a long time, I arrived at the cold palace. When I opened the door, countless tiny dusts rushed towards me, flying with teeth and claws under the light golden sunlight. In my eyes, they were more like the accumulated grievances and grievances of countless women.
There has been so much pain and curse, like a dark bottomless abyss, which makes people shudder. The sunlight is stagnant here, the remaining rain is dripping under the dilapidated eaves, and there is a faint but lingering fragrance in the air.
Putrid and damp musty smell.
Those women who once looked like flowers were either crying and shouting, or curled up on the ground half asleep, or jumping and laughing like crazy. Most of them were greedy for this long-lost sunlight, and they chose places close to the sun to enjoy this rare moment of warmth.
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They were indifferent to the arrival of Meizhuang and me, almost turning a blind eye. The old palace maids and old eunuchs who looked after the cold palace had no intention of taking care of these women who had been abandoned by the emperors. They just gave them some rotten food regularly to keep them alive.
Go down, or brandish sticks and whips to scold them to quiet down when they make too much noise. The most they do is to expressionlessly drag the bodies of these women who committed suicide because they could not bear the torture to a mass burial outside the city.
The hill was incinerated.
Everyone was basking in the sun. I turned around unintentionally, and there were only two women left in the dark corner without sunlight, one sitting and one lying on the moldy and damp pile of straw. It had been raining for days, and the straw had become black and rotten. The two women
The woman was in ragged clothes and unkempt hair. The woman sitting had a plate of fish bones that had not been licked clean of the soup, and flies were buzzing around. A mirror with a broken corner was erected in front of her. She carefully used the scattered flour
Apply it carefully on your face and neck, not daring to neglect it at all, as if it were fine rouge and gouache. After applying the flour, you groped in the straw with your hands for a moment, and as if you had found a treasure, you took out a thin wooden stick that had been burned on fire.
, one end was burned into jet black charcoal, which was the magic weapon she used to draw her eyebrows.
Meizhuang whispered in my ear: "Guess who she is?" Her dirty side face looked eerie because of the heavy snow-white makeup and the particularly prominent long black eyebrows. I shook my head, I really couldn't recognize her.
who is it.
The woman drew her eyebrows carefully and murmured: "That year, I was the most beautiful in the draft. The emperor saw me at a glance and kept my name without even thinking about it.
.In the whole palace, I am only a little worse in appearance than Concubine Hua. At that time, the emperor really liked me..." She chuckled: "The emperor favored me three times in one night, and he also...
Giving me the word "丽" as a title, doesn't it mean that I am good-looking?" Her tone was happy and proud as she indulged in her memories, completely forgetting the unbearable situation at the moment. She finished tracing her eyebrows and felt happy
He rushed to push the woman lying next to him and asked again and again: "Does my makeup look good?"
The woman turned over impatiently, without even looking at her, and said in annoyance: "It's so beautiful! I talk about those nonsense all day long, and my ears are getting calloused." She said without caring about anyone's presence,
Without shame, Reese slowly unbuttoned her dirty and worn-out dress one by one, revealing a pair of beautiful but sweaty breasts. One of her leisurely hands wandered around her body to scratch it, and the other
My hands quickly and accurately searched for lice on the clothes, and I threw them into my mouth steadily. There was a soft chewing sound, showing an expression of satisfaction. I felt sick in my chest, and I felt like vomiting.
The woman who painted her eyebrows was not angry at her for not being perfunctory, and continued to put on her makeup, saying: "As long as I look good like this every day, the emperor will like me one day." As she spoke, she lightly kicked the person next to her with her toes.
Woman: "Why don't you go out to bask in the sun? You smell musty."
The lying woman said rudely: "Damn! The sun will burn my skin. Why don't you go?"
The woman with the eyebrow tattoo chuckled and said, "I am the most beautiful concubine in the palace, how can I be exposed to the sun?" She smiled mysteriously: "The emperor likes me to be so fair.
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I was shocked when I heard this, it turned out to be Concubine Li! I turned to look at Meizhuang, but she had no expression on her face and just looked on coldly.
Her smile was extremely cheerful, and the charcoal in her hand fell at my feet. She found that she had lost her beloved thing, turned around to look for it, suddenly saw me, and stayed there for a while. Her face was covered with flour very thickly.
, as white as a ghost, I couldn’t see the expression on her face. But her eyes were filled with fear, shock and confusion. She stood up hurriedly, fell to my feet and cried incoherently: "Little Master Wanyi"
, I was the palace that day, no, it was me who was confused... No, no, I actually don’t know much, it was all concubine Hua’s instigation!” She begged as hard as she could: “Wanyi please plead with the emperor for me, I
I would rather be a slave and serve as an ox and horse than my mistress, I don’t want to stay in this hellish place anymore.”
She also called me "Wanyi", Wanyi, how long ago that was. She has been imprisoned in the cold palace and isolated from the world. She doesn't know that I am no longer Wanyi. Just like I don't know, she is
Leng Gong was so depressed. Perhaps when she entered the palace in high spirits, she didn't know that she would be in such a miserable state in the future.
The woman next to me was completely indifferent to her pleas and my presence. She occasionally looked up at me, then coldly lowered her head to chew her delicious lice. The tears washed away the thick flour on Li Guifei's face, and the lines were like ditches, exposing her.
It shows her old and decaying appearance. In fact, she is only four or five years older than me, twenty-one or two years old, at the age of her prime. Once, she was the most beautiful woman in the harem next to Concubine Hua.
Bear the grace of the emperor’s rain and dew.
Her pleas pierced my heart like every word. I didn't want to listen to it anymore, and I didn't want to see it anymore, so I tried my best to break free from Li Guifei's hand and ran out.
The air outside the cold palace smelled rare and fresh at the moment. I suppressed the nauseating feeling in my stomach, as if I had woken up from a nightmare. This was another scene of the harem that I had never seen before. This scene scared me.
And disgusted.
Meizhuang chased me out and patted my back gently, saying gently: "Are you okay?"
I nodded and said: "Sister brought me to Leng Palace, didn't you ask me to make a special trip to see Concubine Li?"
She smiled slightly and said, "Did you notice the woman next to Concubine Li?"
I frowned but said nothing. Meizhuang knew that I hated that kind of disgust, so he said in a manly voice: "She is the emperor's former concubine."
I am not familiar with this name. Xuan Ling has many concubines since the death of the first queen. And the concubines do not have a very high status. Even now in the palace, there are Du Tian concubine, Liu Shen concubine, Wang Mu concubine, and Zhao Yun concubine.
Four people and concubines, I really don’t know.
Meizhuang looked at me meaningfully and said slowly: "Fang's concubine entered the palace three years earlier than us. She was first granted the title of Talented Person, and was promoted to Fang Guiren, Liangdi. Half a year after Cheng'en, she became pregnant and was granted the title of Concubine Fang. This is also very impressive.
After a period of glory, she unfortunately suffered a miscarriage. She was too sad and frustrated with the emperor. Later, she complained and slandered Concubine Hua for killing her unborn son, so she was thrown into the cold palace."
I stared at her and whispered: "Sister, are you afraid that I will follow in her footsteps?"
Meizhuang said: "No one knows whether she really slandered Concubine Hua, but the emperor believed that she was slandering. As the saying goes, 'It's love after meeting'. Concubine Fang indulged in the pain of losing her son and ignored the emperor. She even met her
There is no chance to argue, I am afraid that even if I am wronged, I can only be wronged." After Mei Zhuang finished speaking, he pointed at Leng Gong with his right hand, and the gold bracelets on his wrists collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and his words were full of meaning.
With a bit of sternness and sadness, he said: "This is a lesson learned from the past! If you continue to remain depressed, their current situation will be your fate in the future!"
I remained silent, the chilling wind whistling away from my ears. The dry and yellow leaves were rolled up involuntarily by the wind in the dust. A few crows were scattered in the empty field in front of the cold palace, pecking silently.
It flutters its own feathers and occasionally makes a hoarse chirp, which is really desolate.
I whispered: "Why did my sister come to the cold palace to find Concubine Li Gui and Concubine Fang?"
Meizhuang's expression suddenly turned cold, and a trace of sharp hatred flashed in his eyes: "I just happened to know about Concubine Fang. As for Concubine Li, she was also involved in pushing me into the water that day. As long as I see her
, I will always remember how Murong framed me. I must let bitch Murong taste the feeling of life in the cold palace, which is worse than death."
Meizhuang's love and hate have always been clearer than mine.
I raised my hand and gently brushed away the thin dust on her shoulders, and said: "Sister, I know what I want since I was little. If you want it with all your heart, you will definitely get it." I paused, looked at Meizhuang and said, "Forgive me for being too harsh.
"Yuan, now the emperor treats my sister like this, maybe it's my sister who doesn't want this favor, right?"
Mei Zhuang turned his eyes sternly: "The only thing that concerns me is how to kill the bitch. The emperor's favor is important, but it is unreliable. Can I rely on him to avenge me?"
I was silent for a moment, stretched out my hand and said, "It's getting cold. Sister and I will go back first."
Perhaps with alarm in mind, she walked slower and slower along the way. Meizhuang finished her words here and didn't say another word. She just held my hand tightly along the way and warmed me with the warmth of her palm.
Cold hands in thought.
Walking to the side gate of Shanglin Garden, Mei Zhuang said: "I'm going back to the palace first, you - think about it carefully."
I nodded and took a shortcut from Yongxiang to my palace. The endless draft in Yongxiang is especially harsh in autumn and winter, and it extends in all directions on both sides. The wind comes from everywhere, blowing the wind fur on the brocade cloak softly.
The soft brush fell on his face, vaguely blocking his sight.
A person came out of the diagonal stab. I couldn't avoid it and bumped into the person head-on. I heard an "ouch" and looked up. It was none other than Lu Zhaoyi, the chief of the Tianbi Palace.
Lu Zhaoyi was originally the concubine who entered the palace when Xuan Ling took the throne. Although she was only one level higher than me, she was the head of the nine concubines and her seniority in the palace was far above mine. I saw that I bumped into her and hurriedly stood up
While asking for an apology. Lu Zhaoyi has been out of favor for many years and has always kept to herself in the palace. She often avoids trouble and rarely causes trouble. When she saw someone bumping into her, she acted in an avoidant and uneasy manner. She didn't want to say anything.
However, when he saw clearly that it was me, his expression suddenly changed, and he became a bit angry and majestic.
I knew it was not good and did not want to cause trouble at this time, so my expression became more humble and respectful. Lu Zhaoyi's anger did not go away, and said: "Why is Wan Guifei walking so unruly? She hasn't seen the emperor for a few months. Is it the etiquette in the palace?"
Have you forgotten everything?"
I hurriedly said: "It was my fault for bumping into Sister Lu."
A coquettish and frivolous chuckle flashed around her, and I knew it was Qin Fangyi without even thinking about it. Qin Fangyi is Lu Zhaoyi's distant cousin, and she is narrow-minded. She must have regarded her last argument outside the Queen's Palace as...
It's a huge holiday. Now that she's here, she will definitely seize the opportunity to take revenge on me. Today's matter is considered troublesome.
Sure enough, Qin Fangyi made a gesture of half a salute, covered her mouth and chuckled, and said in a long voice: "Who is the concubine? It turns out to be the emperor's favorite concubine in the past. No wonder, no wonder, nobles walk so arrogantly.
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She deliberately said the word "formerly" in a strong tone, mocking my current fall from grace. This time I didn't mean to rush in, so I had to swallow my anger and said: "Sister Lu, please forgive me."
Before Lu Zhaoyi could speak, Qin Fangyi looked at me up and down pretending to be strange, and said: "Hey! What kind of sister are you calling your concubine? Sister Zhaoyi has only one sister, concubine. When will the concubine come to join us?"
Isn't it exciting?" I felt angry in my heart. Even though I'm down today, why do you need to push me so hard? I thought that when I was proud in the past, I didn't look down on you in the slightest. How come I fell out of favor, but you
I kept provoking him again and again. However, with Lu Zhaoyi here, I finally suppressed the anger in my heart.
When Qin Fangyi saw that I was silent, she became even more proud and said, "Isn't your concubine always the most particular about rules and respect? Why don't you call me 'empress' or call yourself 'concubine' when you meet your concubine's cousin?"
I raised my eyes slightly and met her face with a proud smile. Lu Zhaoyi only had a sullen face and said nothing. After all, the three of us are already women without the favor of the emperor. We are both in the end of the world, so why should we be so miserable for each other?
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Naturally, Qin Fangyi would not have thought of this. With her cousin supporting her today, and me being the first to deal with the loss, she naturally regarded it as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so how could she let it go so easily.
So I bowed politely and said to Lu Zhaoyi: "Concubine, I'm sorry, please forgive me, Empress Zhaoyi."
Lu Zhaoyi nodded in understanding and said, "That's all, you can go."
I was about to get up when Qin Fangyi said hurriedly: "Cousin, she was unreasonable. Why did you let her go like this?"
Lu Zhaoyi was slightly surprised, looked at Qin Fangyi and said: "Forget it, I have no intention of standing in the cold wind and tossing with her. Just let her go."
Qin Fangyi pursed her lips and said anxiously: "Cousin is confused! Now Concubine Murong is not favored by the emperor. She is a mediocre concubine. She carries a medicine jar for the concubine. You are the most respected among the three concubines. If my cousin doesn't show the first of the nine concubines now,
If you use your money to convince everyone and establish your authority, who in the palace will remember you, Empress Zhaoyi, in the future." She smiled slightly, approached Lu Zhaoyi and said: "In the past, the emperor liked Concubine Murong's vigorous and resolute manner, maybe my cousin will establish her authority this way.
, the emperor likes you again." She added bitterly: "Cousin, when she was favored, the emperor neglected us a lot!"
Lu Zhaoyi was obviously moved, her face showed a hint of joy, and then she suddenly became cold and angry, saying: "My cousin is really smart."
I smiled bitterly when I heard this. Xuan Ling liked Concubine Murong not necessarily because of her decisive temper. Lu Zhaoyi did not have Concubine Murong's life experience and appearance, but she wanted to imitate Concubine Murong. It was really stupid and ridiculous.
Lu Zhaoyi straightened her expression and said majestically in an instant: "Kneel on your knees in this wind vent for me and think about it." She turned around and called a palace maid: "Yan'er, kneel down for me and stare at her for half an hour before you get up.
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Half an hour! Another half hour of kneeling! My annoyance and hatred instantly surged into my heart. Did she really regard herself as Mrs. Xihua back then?
Lu Zhaoyi Shishiran left, Qin Fangyi followed two steps, turned around and said: "Your concubine is not pregnant now, she can't kneel down, so it's okay to come." Her words were like thorns piercing my heart, and I suddenly remembered it again.
The unspeakable pain in Mixiu Palace that day suddenly froze her expression. Qin Fangyi smiled charmingly as she spoke, and made an action that shocked and hated me. She gently opened her cherry red lips and said, "Pounce."
"With a sound, he spat on my face.
What a shame and humiliation! I closed my eyes tightly in an instant, and my quickly turned away face could not avoid her deliberate humiliation. The mouthful of saliva fell on my ear. She smiled happily, proudly and unrestrainedly.
, while laughing and saying: "Don't be angry, concubine. I was ordered by Empress Zhaoyi to teach her a lesson. Please accept this bit of scorn."
I turned around coldly and stared hard at her smiling face. Even at the beginning, I didn't hate Li Guifei so much. She was shocked by my gaze and couldn't help but feel a little scared. She hesitated for a moment, then quickly bent down with a sneer.
Lai said: "My dear, don't stare at me! Don't you think you are the concubine from the past?"
She walked away with a smile, and her laughter was particularly harsh in the Yongxiang where the hollow wind whimpered. The warmth of her saliva quickly became cold and dry in the cold wind. The moisture slowly slipped off, and the feeling of being slowly dried by the wind made the side of her ears tingle.
The skin was stiff and numb. Occasionally, low-class palace people passed by in twos and threes and glanced at him with indifferent, curious and contemptuous eyes.
The palace maid who was guarding me, Yan'er, felt awkward and uneasy, and whispered: "Mother, why don't you get up? I won't tell anyone." I shook my head, and did not wipe the saliva from my ears with my hands, but continued to kneel at the wind outlet.
, keeping his waist straight and his mind almost cruelly calm.
Yes, I am a woman who has no heirs and no love from her husband. I am a woman in this deep palace, a woman who has lost the favor of the king. I have nothing, the only thing I have is this warm breath in my chest.
With my mind, there is nothing else to rely on. Everyone is in danger, everyone is in danger, and everyone worships the superior and despises the inferior.
Because I don’t have the favor of the king, because I extravagantly desire the love I dreamed of as a girl in the king, because my heart is still weak and not prepared enough, because I am naive and childish. So I cannot avenge my children and sisters; so I am suppressed.
, I was even humiliated by women who were lower than me; so my situation was only a few steps away from the cold palace.
Enough, enough. I cannot be stepped on to the bottom of the dust; the scene in the cold palace is shocking to me; and the desolation and misery of the concubine cannot become my future.
My eyes slowly moved out and settled on Concubine Murong's palace in the distance. She is still alive and well, and maybe one day she will stand up again and be favored again. My child cannot die in vain like this. Leng Gong, too
It cannot be the destination for me, Zhen Huan, to die in old age. Even if I were to die, I would still have to watch the people I hate die in front of me to pay homage to my children and sisters who died innocently and prematurely.
Half an hour has passed, but I insisted on standing up on my sore legs, straightening my clothes, and correcting my appearance. Yan'er supported me and apologized in a low voice: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has suffered. Our Majesty is not like this on weekdays."
I looked calm, looked at this palace maid who was actually about the same age as me, and smiled indifferently: "You will be rewarded for your kindness now." She didn't understand, and there was just a simple uneasiness and embarrassment on her face.
I left alone.
My sadness and depression are enough. The reclusive Zhen Huan who knelt down to Lu Zhaoyi is dead, and the one who stood up is another Zhen Huan.
I will no longer cry for a man's misfortune, nor will I be saddened by the love in a girl's dream, nor will I tolerate the people she hates. I will be more suitable to live in an indifferent and cruel harem.
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I didn't wipe the saliva from my ears, I just let it stay. Let me remember the feeling of humiliation at this moment. In the future, they will pay a heavy price for the pleasure of humiliating me.
Returning to the palace, I ordered Jin Xi to move out of the main hall of Tangli Palace and clean out the Yinlv Pavilion next to it for temporary residence.
Huanbi advised me: "Yinlvxuan is a small place, and it's also shady and cool. It's best to enjoy the cool weather in summer. I'm afraid it's not the right time to move in at this time."
I carefully wiped every string of "Sauvignon Blanc" with a soft cotton cloth, smiled slightly and said, "I am a person who is out of step with the times." Huanbi was speechless and did not dare to persuade her further.
A few days later, I asked Xiao Yunzi and Xiao Lianzi to help me catch butterflies, which were rare in this season. They were a little surprised and surprised by my strange decision, and said: "Butterflies are not a thing of this season of autumn."
I leaned over the dressing table and carefully traced the shape of Yuanshan Dai's eyebrows. Nowadays, I no longer need such expensive eyebrow drawing tools as Luo Zida. The Yuanshan eyebrows were drawn by Xuan Ling for me last year.
How affectionate. In fact, I don’t like it very much. My eyebrows are also suitable for Liuye eyebrows. But now, I draw them every stroke very neatly and carefully. I still have to rely on his favor, right? I laugh at myself. If there is no love
, I want a lot of pets, enough to allow me to survive well in this harem.
I tossed my eyebrow pencil lazily and said to them without looking back: "Butterflies are also out of date, right? But I must, and I must be beautiful enough." They would not go against my idea, even though I
The idea seemed so whim and unreasonable.
I smiled slightly and let me, an untimely person, perform an untimely drama.
Looking back, outside the Zhulan Jade Building, on the horizon, there is a cold moon like a hook.