King's man

Qingping came out with Murongsu.The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it is drifting all over the sky, and there are many.Murong Su looked up.The sky is full of snow, like the sky of pear blossoms.Suddenly I thought of those purple silk embellished jade embroidered shoes.Her clothes were so beautiful that day, with a layer of pink gauze on the outside of the clean white tunic, like lips kissing pear blossoms and snow-plated rosy clouds.The pear blossoms were spread all over the ground, and the feet of the pair of embroidered shoes were cautious and could not bear to step on them.He didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, thinking that even looking at the golden lotus would be impolite.She was walking under the umbrella held up by his left hand, slim and graceful.Even if you look ahead, you can still feel her satin-like black hair, the tender neck under the hair, and the bright moon hibiscus earrings she wears.He looked away again in a panic.

Qingping has already walked into the snow.The snow fluttered down lightly, even if it was about to melt in the next moment, it was not messy at all, it was still elegant and elegant.There is also the plum blossom tree, which is not frightened or afraid in such a cold night, and it blooms so red and prosperous by itself.Life is so short, the colder it is, the more it will bloom, and it turns out that we can still live so stubbornly and so proudly!Yes, the more wandering you are in this life, the more splendid you must live!The more difficult you are, the more joyful you must live!Time flies, and even this moment is rare, so why not enjoy yourself in time?Qingping thought this way, and her melancholy was turned into romance by him, and the lingering drunkenness made her feel better: this sky full of snowflakes is so beautiful, I can’t let it down; this Ling Han blooming red plum is so beautiful, I can’t let it go; this Those who drink with him should not be disappointed.On this snowy night that will never return, why not sing a song.Singing "The Drunken Concubine" is the beauty that overwhelms the country and the city, turning all living beings upside down, and it is the lingering lingering with drunk eyes and exquisite exquisiteness!No, do not harbor unkind grievances.Sing "Peach Blossom Fan", sing about the unswerving and uncompromising stamina and steadfastness, the beauty crowned with beauty and the blood-stained beauty of the Peach Blossom Fan!It's just that you can't help but follow the prejudices of others.I want to sing the Su Xiaoxiao of West Lake that no one has ever sung before. She swayed her beauty in her cardamom years, and drifted away with all her prosperity when she was young. Life is like summer flowers and stars are shining, and death is like autumn. Ye Jingmei Xueyuan Suhao.Qingping raised her head and twirled, her eyes flickering, watching the snowflakes falling in the long night sky.They rushed to face one after another.All eyes are full.You must live a life like this with all your heart and soul, so that this life will not be in vain!he thinks.

Murong Su sent Qingping back without mentioning it.But Yang Xian woke up early in the morning, and felt that the morning light was bright and dazzling before he got up.Chen Huilan beside her got up at some time, and the empty courtyard in the hall was silent.Get up and stay in bed, open the window, and see the snowy light, cold and bright.Thick snow has decorated this silent palace, but there is some flowing vitality.Even though it was so cold, he actually felt a little warm.The maids filed in to wait for him to wash, quietly and neatly.He looked at the red cheeks and red noses of those maids, and laughed out loud.is a good sign.When he left Lanxiang Palace, he thought of Chen Huilan's shoulders and her plump and smooth body with regret.In fact, he slept soundly holding her.only.And that's all.

Qingping is coming back.he thinks.I'm in a good mood.

Qingping woke up the next day, but felt that her throat was dry and her head was dizzy, and she didn't want to get up.It was Ji Kuan who came in, forced him to get up, and asked the maid to bring sober soup.Qingping got up and saw the snow outside the window, and was also amazed.The sun is shining brightly, and the snow is shining brightly, which is exceptionally bright and clean.Yes, it has been snowing since last night.What happened after last night?Qingping tested the skirt of her chest with her hand, but Sipa was gone.I don't remember how he came back, but I vaguely remember that when Murong Su turned around to leave at the gate of Tan Qing Garden, he stopped him. "My lord, wait a minute!" Just like that, Sipa was handed to him.The night was cold, but his hands were warm.Then what?Then I don't remember, maybe he didn't pay attention to Murong Su's expression, so he was helped back to the room by his junior brother to lie down.Qingping thought back.A gust of wind blew, and the snow on the branches in front of the door rustled down, and there was a lot of excitement in the silence.

The palace after the snow was extremely cold.The land of the Royal Garden has been frozen.Only Yunyin Lake, leaning against the lingering smoke and clouds of Wuxiu Mountain, does not freeze even in the coldest weather.Yang Xian didn't go out either, he was counting the time in the imperial study every day, and sure enough, within ten days, Qingping came back.

When the two met, they were calm and calm.After all, it was the emperor who called Sixi in private to inquire about the details for a few days.These Sixi were originally cute and clever, and they didn't talk about Qingping's drunkenness, but only talked about the young master who shut the door every day, and he didn't know what to do. Occasionally, he heard the young master and Ji Kuan discussing speeches, as if he was writing a book new play.After hearing this, Yang Xian understood in his heart, nodded his head without saying a word, but there was joy in his eyes.

"Follow me to the imperial study." After dinner, Yang Xian said to Qingping.In the imperial study room, the candles were brightly lit. Yang Xian took a book and sat by the desk, looking at the book intently.Qingping looked at him with interest.He must have something to tell me.It's like this every time, I want to say something, but I don't say it directly, I just sit like this and pretend to read a book, even the expression is the same every time.This man cares about me, he thought.He must want to ask about the situation outside the palace in the past few days, if he doesn't ask, I'm not in a hurry.Thinking of this, Qingping felt it was funny, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.He naturally didn't know that Yang Xian had already asked Sixi.But one thing was exactly as he thought, Yang Xian did have something to say.I stared at the book for a long time, but didn't catch a word. "I still remember that it was snowing that day." He finally raised his head, his eyes looked at the dancing candlelight beside the desk, "The snow that fell was thicker than this year." Qingping stood quietly without interrupting his thoughts . "That day Tan Qingyuan staged "A Dream in the Garden". That was the first time I saw you. Your dark pupils, red lips, and your beautiful, soft and changeable voice, I will never forget I remember we looked at each other at the end of the song, I always thought you saw me."

At this time, Qingping was still standing quietly, looking at Yang Xian intently, looking for something related to this face deep in her memory.Unfortunately, no, before entering the palace.Life is like this, you don't know who will see your casual smile, and you don't know who will happen to remember your time.But memories are not equal.He was surprised.

"You don't remember." Yang Xian glanced at him.

Qingping was silent.Suddenly, I felt that the person in front of me was a little lonely.I need him.He looked at him, thinking.It was only then that he realized it clearly.That's why he came back, even if he didn't feel it before.He looked away, not looking at him anymore.

There is a pot of clear and light narcissus on the desk, three of them are already in full bloom, and one is about to open, showing a posture that can't stand the cold night.The candlelight is warm, and the clean flowers seem to be flushed.In the distance there is a white-glazed porcelain vase, with two plum blossoms inserted in the vase, most of which are red bean-like buds.When Qingping saw the plum branches, she thought of that snowy night after drinking, and the red plum trees that were still in full bloom in the silence of the snowy night.There seemed to be a red candle jumping in my heart, and the candlelight was warm.Let the candles burn and the plum blossoms bloom.The voice in my heart said.

Qingping smiled sweetly, moved to the desk and sat beside Yang Xian. "Love Concubine!" Before the crisp words came to an end, Yang Xian closed the book with both hands, looking at him brightly.Qingping's demeanor and demeanor are smooth and natural, somewhat intimate and somewhat ambiguous, with a touch of playfulness and sweetness.Yang Xian was shocked by this sudden change again.He can't always see through this person, and he can't always guess what identity and attitude he will treat him in the next moment.But it is also strange that just such a sentence broke the sparse atmosphere between the two and brought the conversation into the scene where they had a happy conversation before.Yang Xian immediately felt a sense of relaxation and relief like a boulder falling to the ground.

"I'm writing a show recently, are you interested in listening to it?" Qingping asked with a smile.

Yang Xian also nodded with a smile, it seems that what Sixi said is true. "Bring me to see!"

But Qingping deliberately turned her head away, slanted at him and smiled cleverly, "I can't show it to you yet!"

Yang Xian looked at his smug expression, how he made him reach into his clothes to tickle him.Qingping couldn't take it anymore, she giggled and begged for mercy: "I love my concubine, I love my concubine so much, please forgive me!" Not to mention it's good, Yang Xian didn't stop after hearing this.Qingping laughed so hard that she could hardly speak, and intermittently shouted "Your Majesty... forgive me..." Yang Xian was also afraid that Qingping would lose her temper from laughing, so he stopped.But he never let go of "What did you say, I didn't hear clearly!"

Qingping leaned forward immediately, with her lips attached to her ears, she exhaled like blue, and said in a quiet but clearly recognizable voice: "My lord, spare me!"

Yang Xian raised his hand to brush his hair, seeing the black and shiny hair slipping from his fingers.soft.Lightness. "Listen to that play you're writing!"

Qingping straightened her body with a serious expression. "Wonderful women in ancient and modern times, from Zhuo Wenjun to Hongfu Girl, are all worthy of praise. But the one who shocked me the most was that West Lake Su Xiaoxiao."

"Su Xiaoxiao, why haven't I heard of it?"

"Maybe like Luoshen, it was fabricated by those literati. But whether she exists or not, I am moved by her gesture." Qingping said, seeing Yang Xian looking at him intently, with curiosity on his face Then he said, "It is said that Su Xiaoxiao was born in a merchant's family. After she was born, her family was in decline, her parents died early, and she was left alone. She sold her family property and moved to Qiantang. Swimming in the West Lake, I love the mountains and rivers. And she is quite beautiful, she is really a collection of all things in the world. Whenever I go to the lake, I follow countless princes and grandchildren in the back of the car, just looking for one side." Qingping said, as if I saw the world-renowned beauty of the woman in make-up, and the prosperity like the stars holding the moon.The adoration that spends a lot of money, the beauty that turns all living beings upside down, she has never deliberately pursued, those are just icing on the cake for her, even if it is such a flowery youth, she never lusts for it, she lives so recklessly and freely, So dedicated!He was not at peace.

"It's not surprising that there are beautiful women in every era. The strange thing is that she has all the good things in life, but she never lusts after them. When her reputation was in full bloom, she just went away alone. Did she see through the world, so she wanted to leave at the most beautiful time, leaving the world with her most beautiful appearance? Or did she see through the essence of life, and life was not about trying to grasp what she wanted to keep but It's just an experience, so you can escape safely after reading all the prosperity?"

Qingping spoke the last few sentences very quickly, Yang Xian could hear the excitement in his heart.To him it was emotion.He felt that there was such a woman beside him, Lin Mei.He was attracted to her from the first moment he saw her, but what attracted him was not her charm, but the power to do whatever he wanted in her expression, it was this kind of magnanimity that made her charming and enchanting appear to have no intentions.He was very tolerant to her, because he knew that he never had, and would never have a chance to live like that.In fact, there was another reason why he was attracted to Lin Mei that even he hadn't thought of.That is, she, like him, was imprisoned since childhood.

"Lin Mei, you probably don't understand," Yang Xian said. "When she was born, her father Lin Chengxiang dreamed that a fox flew down and knocked off his official hat. After waking up and seeing her in the world for the first time, she concluded that she was an ominous person and wanted to abandon her. It was her mother. She was kind and desperate to protect her, so she was able to stay. But Lin Chengxiang placed her in another courtyard and never allowed her to see people. As she grew up, her appearance became more and more charming and bright, but she also loves to dress up very much, and her clothes are ingenious But it often has the effect of amazement. Lin's father sees it occasionally, and he doesn't want to see him even more. He wants to get rid of her as soon as possible. One day, he arranged for her to come out during a banquet with guests, which also meant to choose Xu. Lin Mei came out in full dress, and immediately filled It caused a sensation. Two children from aristocratic families drew their swords against her privately, causing a murder case; and a friend of his brother was also infinitely obsessed with her, looking for her all day long, and died in depression. This made Father Lin even more determined. It is the idea of ​​an ominous person, who believes that she is a witch."

Qingping had never paid much attention to Lin Mei, but now she heard Yang Xian talk about her life experience, she couldn't help being curious.I couldn't help but ask first, "How did Your Majesty get the chance to meet her?" After asking, Yang Xian smiled. "She came to see me!"

That day when Yang Xian came to the Lin Mansion, he had no state affairs to discuss, but at the beginning of his ascension to the throne, he wanted to show the mighty grace of the emperor and strengthen the hearts of the people.When he was talking with Lin Chengxiang, he suddenly saw a young and beautiful woman meandering towards him. The woman's red phoenix eyes looked forward, and her cherry lips parted in a smile.The clothes are strange, she only wears an autumn-colored brocade silk shirt, but her waist is not tied. When she walks, her small waist dangles between the clothes. Every step is very arbitrary, but it makes people feel that it is natural. Inadvertently gave birth to a charming and romantic charm.She walked up to Yang Xian, poured a glass of wine by herself, with her right hand full, she smiled naturally, "Toast to you!" Her eyes were shining like stars, her lips were burning like lotuses.That presumptuousness was almost disrespectful, as if he didn't know the identity of the person in front of him at all.Strange to say, since she came in, she seemed to have cast a spell, as if everything in this space was under her control.Lin Shangshu sat there dumbstruck, unable to speak.Yang Xian didn't get angry but thought it was interesting, so he had a drink with her knowingly.

Lin Shangshu looked at Lin Mei who disobeyed his order and broke out suddenly, his every move made him lose face and was extremely annoyed.In a fit of rage, he shouted, "Come on! Come on! Pull the lady out—"

Lin Mei turned around lightly after Lin Chengxiang's voice stopped, and said softly: "My lord father blamed my daughter for not toasting you? Come on, my daughter will also toast you. I wish my father all the best, and don't get angry and make the emperor laugh!"

Lin Shangshu glanced at Yang Xian, consciously lost his composure, and couldn't help being angry, so he bowed his head and remained silent.Yang Xian didn't know the details at the time, and seeing the situation and the scene was even more surprising, but he thought that the purpose of this trip was to appease the loyal minister, so it would be difficult to embarrass the minister at this time, but he thought that such a woman would never see her again in the future, Just don't want to leave.After all, he was young, so he just sat and looked at Lin Mei for a while before getting up and moving away.

Yang Xian got up and was about to leave when Lin Mei took half a step closer, picked up the brocade sash hanging from his crown with both hands, raised her eyes and smiled at the corners of her eyes, "Aren't your majesty going to take me back to the palace?" So bold His words and deeds made Yang Xian stunned.In an instant he laughed, "You are worthy of being the daughter of Lin Shangshu, with such a pretty face and such intelligence and sensitivity, Lin Shangshu must be reluctant to come, you should serve your parents by your side!"

Yang Xian's original intention was to politely refuse, but he should not be abrupt in front of the beautiful woman, so he was very tactful, so that Lin Chengxiang heard that he wanted to beg this woman but was afraid that he would not want it. He doubted his loyalty, so he bowed down on the ground in fear, "It's my honor that your Majesty has taken a fancy to my daughter. I will immediately order someone to make preparations and send my daughter into the palace some other day!"

Lin Mei didn't salute after hearing this, she let go of the emperor's brocade belt between her fingers, "The concubine sends your Majesty a respectful gift!" Pretty.crisp.

When Yang Xian recalled the first time he saw Concubine Mei, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.After hearing this, Qingping laughed and sighed inexplicably sadly.He couldn't help walking towards the two plum blossoms in a vase.Yang Xian's gaze followed him to Mei Zhi.People say that plum blossoms are frosty and proud of snow, but the red bean-like flower buds are obviously lovesick, not lovesick.What kind of emotion is it, want to remember, but dare not touch, want to treasure, but have to give up.In fact, it has passed.

At that moment, both of them thought of a person at the same time.Du Jinghong.

In fact, when writing about Su Xiaoxiao, Qingping was always thinking about her.She is the only one who has such a world-defying beauty and doesn't mind at all, and will never get lost even in the vortex of power, and she is the only one who lives so soberly.he thinks.But she is different.Xiao Xiao is acting recklessly after she wakes up, because she has no entanglement, so she is presumptuous; but she is calm and restrained, her restraint must be for some kind of concern, what is the concern in her heart?He really wanted to ask Yang Xian about her, and he really wanted to uncover that mysterious veil.to get to know her.to get close to her.But he knew that he was deliberately avoiding it, and he deliberately did not mention it.