Xiao Chenzi handed the plain lantern in his hand to Qixi, but he did not follow. He just turned around and waved his hand, and the eunuchs who were serving the sedan immediately retreated to the side, and the sedan was moved aside.
Qixi took the lantern, and Ji Ling asked Xiao Chenzi in a low voice: "Where is the emperor?"
Xiao Chenzi glanced at the inside of the door and whispered: "To tell you the truth, the emperor is inside! According to the rules, I have no choice but to send you here, but you are not allowed to enter inside."
Ji Ling looked at the deep path.
At the end of the road, there seemed to be a dim candle flickering.
The master and the servant walked towards the path. Qixi supported Ji Ling and said, "Master, be careful where you step!"
After walking for about ten steps, she looked back at Xiao Chenzi and saw that Xiao Chenzi was holding the flapping Qilin in one hand, comforting it while watching his master and servant off.
Qixi looked around again. It was dark everywhere, but there was no sound.
Just when Lu Duanren was first quiet, a palace crow suddenly started up, flapping its wings and flew past the wall.
Qixi was startled and leaned tightly against Ji Ling.
Ji Ling put his arms around her, smiled and comforted her: "It's okay! It's just a little dark at night, don't be afraid. Besides, isn't the emperor still inside?"
Even though she said this, her voice was trembling, and her heart was no better than Qi... This atmosphere could easily be filmed in a Chinese chat room.
Plus today is the Ghost Festival again!
Fortunately, the path was not too long, and after another ten steps we reached the end.
Only then did the master and servant see clearly that there was another black door at the end of the road. The night was dark and unclear, and the door was hidden in the night. Looking from a distance, the door was not visible. It seemed that the road was leading into the darkness.
Infinitely extended.
Qixi stepped forward and gave a tentative push. Sure enough, the door was ajar and opened in response.
It is like a person who has been walking in the dark for a long time and suddenly breaks into a crystal-clear and gorgeous palace, and in this palace there is a night banquet of singing and dancing.
Ji Ling's eyes suddenly lit up.
She opened her eyes wide and looked at everything in front of her.
This is a three-story pavilion with extraordinary majesty. On the plaque in front of it, there are three powerful characters "Yuhua Pavilion" written on it.
It is hard to imagine that there is such a building next to the East and Sixth Palace, which is full of red walls and yellow tiles in the Forbidden City.
The three-story pavilion in front of us is obviously much higher than the East and West Twelve Palaces, even the Yangxin Palace and the Qianqing Palace.
Each floor is very high, with a thick base and a wide surface. The roof is covered with light blue glazed tiles, like jade, with light golden overhangs. There are white maquzi on the eaves and animal-faced beams.
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The surrounding eaves are covered with crystal-clear glass bells. When the wind blows, the glass bells jingle against each other, making a sound like broken jade.
Ji Ling raised his head and looked up, and saw a faint light coming from a double-crossed four-diamond flower-sill window on the second floor. It was refracted by the glass bells, and it looked like a mirage.
Looking further up, on the top ridge, there is a gilded copper dragon prostrate, nearly four to five meters long, and majestic.
In the Forbidden City, Ji Ling had never seen that the Dragon Emperor was the real Dragon Emperor. Naturally, dragon carvings were indispensable in the Forbidden City.
From the Hall of Supreme Harmony to the Palace of Qianqing, dragon patterns all bear witness to the royal majesty.
But most of the images of dragons have their heads raised and they are ready to fly.
But the golden dragon in front of him lowered his head, as if in just a moment, it would fly down from the top of the pavilion and attack people directly, giving off a faint sense of oppression.
If you stare at its face for a long time, you will feel that this golden dragon is ferocious and terrifying.
These buildings and statues probably have some religious significance, right?
Ji Ling didn't quite understand. After taking one look, he didn't dare to stare at it anymore. He vaguely felt that this three-story pavilion had a bit of Tibetan Buddhist architectural style.
The door of the pavilion suddenly opened, and a person stepped out. Ji Ling took a closer look, and it turned out to be Su Peisheng.
When Su Peisheng saw Ji Ling, he immediately greeted him and laughed in a low voice: "It turns out that the noble man has arrived a long time ago! The emperor sent his servants down to have a look, noble man, please!"
As he spoke, he stepped aside.
Ji Ling glanced into the attic and asked Su Peisheng softly, "Is the emperor upstairs? I looked... there is a light in the window above?"
Su Peisheng smiled and just nodded, moved out of the way, and respectfully welcomed Ji Ling inside. Then he led Ji Ling to the attic stairs and stopped.
Ji Ling turned to Qixi and said, "Qixi, just wait for me on the first floor!"
She went up to the attic level by level, and saw that there were rows of extremely tall and deep bookshelves criss-crossing each other. It turned out to be a hidden room.
Ji Ling walked by in rows and saw no sign of Yin.
Unknowingly, I walked to the window and saw a very small low table there. It was simple in style and seemed to be used by children.
Next to the table, there is a futon. The futon is quite large, similar to the kind used for meditation. When compared with the small table, the table suddenly looks even smaller.
There was a book on the table, the pages of which were half open, and the paper was shaking slightly from the wind blowing through the cracks in the window.
Ji Ling reached out and picked up the book, closed it, and first took a look at the title of the book, only to see five words "Explanation of Regular Training in the Harem" on it.
Why does it look so familiar?
Ji Ling raised his head slightly, thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that this was the book that Heidegger was talking about in the imperial garden today!
It was written by Empress Xiao Yiren of the previous dynasty. Judging from the name, it should be similar to a book like "Female Commandments", right?
Ji Ling was holding the book and was slightly lost in thought. Just as he was about to open the pages and see what it said, he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace from behind.
Only Yin's voice rang out, and he whispered in her ear: "I was tired of reading, so I thought about going to find another book and take a look, but unexpectedly I caught a book thief!"
Ji Ling closed the book, turned around, tilted his head back slightly with a smile, looked at Yin, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, the ancients said that stealing a book is not a thief!"
Yin smiled and did not answer her words. He just reached out to hold her hand and said, "Come on, Lingling."
He held her hand, walked to the table and said, "Sit down."
Although Ji Ling didn't understand what Yin meant, he still sat on the futon and stretched out his hand to touch the table. He felt that the tentacles of the table were very smooth, and it must have been used for a long time.
Ji Ling raised his head and glanced at Yin, and saw that Yin was looking at him tenderly in the shadow of the light, with a handsome face and facial features like sculptures.
His eyes slowly passed over the table again, and when he looked sideways, there were dark shadows of different shades. His thin lips were lightly pursed, and he hesitated to speak. There was only a cold heroic spirit between his brows.
Ji Ling hugged the table and rocked it slightly back and forth, then tried the height again, then raised his head and whispered to Yin: "Your Majesty, is it possible for you to read on this table? This table is really small! Give it to the little baby
It’s enough to do your homework!”
Yin put his hand on her shoulder to comfort her, took a deep look at her, and then said calmly: "This is the one I used when I was a child."