King's man

Yang Xian couldn't return to the West Palace happily.But he made it back to the palace in time.The reason is that the ministers urged him one after another with the memorials. The most important thing is that there is still a major event for him to deal with.A girl's coming-of-age ceremony is generally not a major event, but if the girl is in the emperor's harem, it will be different.Therefore, Lan Ling and Ji really made everyone in the palace busy again.

After returning to the palace, Qingping ran diligently to Meixue Palace every day.But he saw that the two of them were not like in the past, Du Jinghong was indifferent, and Lanling was also quiet, he wanted to find something nice to say, but couldn't say it, it was awkward.Because I understand, but there is no comfort.He felt his own superfluity and powerlessness again.Qingping left Meixue Palace in a sullen mood, not wanting to go back to Xiuxin Palace out of anger.In fact, Yang Xian had never seen him in the Hall of Cultivating Heart.Because of Chu Xi's matter, he once again disappointed the officials.They will not let it go.Now Lanling and Ji, at this juncture, are actually attracting the attention of the world.All eyes are on him, he has to be careful, otherwise he doesn't know what troubles will be caused.But since he already understood his cousin's mind, he couldn't ignore it.He can't hurt her anymore, and he doesn't want to bear her.Such a dilemma.

But she said that Qingping bypassed the Hall of Cultivating Heart and walked all the way west.The imperial palace has the advantage of Wuxiu Mountain, and spring comes earlier than other places.Green moss has grown in the gaps between the stone slabs, and even new shoots have quietly emerged from the base of the wall.Spring grass comes back to life, another year.Floating life is cool and thin, and time is short.It has been three years since entering the palace, and for the first time, Qingping feels that time makes people grow old.He was sighing, and when he looked up and saw the vermilion gate, he couldn't help but feel that he had come to Yufengyuan.The gate of the courtyard is lightly closed, and the afternoon sun shines on the plaque above the gate, illuminating the words "Yu Feng Yuan" beautifully.Qingping stopped outside the door for a while, but couldn't hear anything in the courtyard, it was very quiet.He raised his hand and gently knocked on the door twice, but there was still no movement.He knocked on the door again.Then, he waited a long time outside the door for a stick of incense before he heard footsteps, and it was Liuxue who opened the door.Yang Xian saw that her face was fair and clean, her eyebrows were flowing, and there was sparkle in her eyes, and she chewed the name of Liuxue, she was indeed very graceful.Seeing that it was him, Liu Xue said: "Mr. Qingping is very patient. After waiting for so long, our mother has not woken up from her afternoon nap." Qingping heard this, but she was thinking to herself, I don't know what she looked like when she was asleep, what should she do with her closed eyes? It's a bit slender. If you don't have to look at such charming eyes, can you not be moved by it?Thinking so in her heart, she opened her mouth but replied: "It's okay, it doesn't matter that she knows about it. I just want to see Luoying Pavilion." Liuxue had no choice but to let him in.

Qingping had no choice but to enter Luoying Pavilion as she said.There is still a layer of water floating on the white porcelain floor, calm as a mirror.The sunlight shines directly on the water surface through the crystal cover, densely dotted with bright light spots, without water ripples or flickering, it is always bright like that.Qingping put her hand in to test the water temperature, the calmness of the water surface was broken, and water ripples formed layer by layer, and the spots of light shone.The water was still cold.Qingping sat on the steps in front of the door, thinking that Chu Xi's hands were always cold when she practiced dancing years ago.She was too delicate and thin, and he followed the dance music to hold her hand, wanting to warm her up wholeheartedly.She fled, spinning away.He followed, stretching out his dancing sleeves to protect her, never leaving her.Once she tripped over the water sleeve and was about to fall backwards, he hurriedly stretched out his hands to help her, her waist was so slender that he could hold it with his hands, but that waist was weak and boneless in his hands.Chu Xi was still in a state of shock, and just now her foot was raised in a panic to maintain her balance, and she accidentally touched his leg.I can feel the smoothness and softness of her cock's feet, sliding down with a touch.He shuddered all over, and he was almost unable to stand while supporting her.She had steadied herself in time, with her back turned to her, arranging her somewhat messy dance dress.He glanced at her again and saw that her small and exquisite ear was flushed.

Qingping didn't know how long she had been sitting there, but she heard someone's voice, "Our lady called the young master to come in." Qingping looked up and saw that it was another court lady, Ninglu.She really looks like Chu Xi.Thinking about it, Qingping stood up and followed her in.In the hall, Chu Xi was sitting on a carved ivory wooden chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his fingers pointed.The heat of the tea in the cup rose densely, and a wisp of vain white mist spread over her eyebrows and eyes, even making her face a little hazy.But beautiful just right. "Sit down." Chu Xi said without raising her head.The voice was soft and floating.Qingping sat down on a chair by the door, keeping a distance from her.All of a sudden, Condensed Lu brought tea and handed it to Qingping.Qingping picked it up carefully, and didn't put it down casually. Twenty imitated her and carried it.Chu Xi took a look at the tea he was serving. The cup was different from hers. It was one of her favorite purple jade cups with embossed lotus flowers.His hands are very clean, with a string of black sandalwood beads on his wrist.

Qingping wanted to say a lot to her, but she didn't dare to be abrupt, so she picked up some interesting stories about her trip to the West Palace.Chu Xi will also laugh when she hears something interesting, her smile is so clear that she is full of spring water, beautiful and clean.Seeing her smile, Qingping was finally relieved.The whole person also relaxed, "Are those flowers okay?" He asked like the first time he talked to her, and smiled handsomely.

"I can take you to see it!" When it came to flowers, Chu Xi became a little more gentle, and her voice was soft, sweet and weak, which was extremely pleasant.Qingping followed Chu Xi into the greenhouse, the greenhouse was much warmer and brighter than the hall, and the flowers bloomed in the sunlight, which was extraordinarily bright and beautiful. "This is a very rare camellia with a nice name. It blooms for a long time, and it blooms very beautifully." Qingping looked along and saw a pink flower with sprinkles on the petals. The white spots, red and white are distinct, like plum blossoms lying on snow, and the petals are piled up, layer upon layer, one huge flower, like a peacock spreading its tail.Abnormal beauty. "You should know this kind. It's a cyclamen. Look at its petals are as white as jade, but the heart of the flower is a little red. Does it look like a fairy coming from the sky!" Chu Xi said with great interest, with joy Smile, the beauty is like a rainbow. "Guess what this flower is?" Chu Xi pointed to a pot and asked Qingping. When Qingping looked at it, she saw that the flower was pure white, and several small flowers were huddled together like a white hydrangea.He didn't know it, so he guessed it was a hydrangea.But Chu Xi smiled, "I only guessed one word correctly. Her name is Xiangxueqiu. When I say it, I feel that my tongue is so fragrant and elegant." Unlimited joy, how can not get enough.After Chu Xi finished speaking, seeing Qingping just looking at her, she couldn't help but feel shy, and a blush bloomed like a peach blossom pavement.Qingping felt impolite, and was afraid that she would be angry, so before Chu Xi could speak, she said, "I still have something to do today, so I'll take my leave first, and come to learn another day." Chu Xi didn't say another word, and quietly sent him to the courtyard.

The twentieth came in a blink of an eye.Because of Lan Ling's special status, her coming-of-age ceremony was prepared according to the princess's etiquette, so even though her uncle and aunt entered the palace, they were also watching the ceremony, but the emperor was the master and the queen was the official guest.On this day, after Lan Ling took a bath, she put on her clothes and shoes and waited in the east room of the main hall.After the emperor and queen were also seated, the ceremonial officer played: "Concubine Lan performs the ceremony." Then the sheng and music played.In the midst of the music, Du Jinghong, as a praise, walked out first, washed his hands and wiped dry.Take your place in the hall.Then Lan Ling's shiny black hair was scattered behind her, and she was led by the female officer into the hall.According to the etiquette, Du Jinghong will comb her hair first.Du Jinghong held an ebony comb in his hand, the black comb was embedded close to the black hair, strands of blue hair slipped through the teeth of the comb, and stopped again.tie down.linger.Together with the wooden comb, Du Jinghong stroked the hair with her soft and fair hands.shuttle.lingering.Her movements were so light and gentle, Lan Ling's heart softened for a moment, and she almost shed tears.finally.Du Jinghong left, and Empress Chen came forward, and a servant offered Luopa and a hairpin, and Empress Chen combed her hair and added a hairpin, got up after combing, and returned to the Phoenix seat.The music stopped for a while, and the palace people began to sing congratulations:

"On the auspicious day of the month, I will start to add yuan clothes. Abandon your young ambitions, and follow your success. Shoukao Mianhong, to introduce Jingfu."

Then Lanling returned to the east room, and Du Jinghong took the clothes from Yousi, and went to the room to change Lanling's matching clothes.

The blue bell was led out again, displayed to the guests, and formally saluted the emperor.Then repeat the previous ceremony, except that the hair pins are replaced with hair pins, hair crowns, and corresponding dresses.Doing this three times is called "three plus three prayers".

When Du Jinghong put on the last adult dress for Lan Ling in the east room, she saw that Lan Ling with a hair crown looked a little calm and dignified.Du Jinghong was secretly startled, she had grown up.Still those round eyes, clear and exquisite.But when did she have the appearance of a girl, and when did she start to be able to hide her thoughts in her expression?Seeing Du Jinghong looking at her like that, Lan Ling suddenly took her arm as she did coquettishly before, and put her head on her shoulder.At this moment, she knew clearly in her heart that she was no longer the little girl who didn't understand anything and needed her sister to take care of her everywhere.At this time, Du Jinghong's heart gradually became calm and clear.She raised her hand to caress Lan Ling's neck, and said softly: "Go out and listen to the preaching, and then worship the emperor. The ceremony will be completed. Don't worry."

Lan Ling followed her words and walked into the hall again, her steps were steady and well-proportioned, her expression neither humble nor overbearing.Chu Xi, who was sitting in the auditorium, couldn't help but think of her Jiji ceremony.In fact, it was only two years ago, but now that I think about it, it feels so far away.Everything in the palace is different from that time, there is a feeling of being cut off from the past, or maybe I have changed too much in the past six months.

Before the ceremony was over, Lin Mei had already grown impatient with the cumbersome etiquette and got up to return to the palace.She knew that the blue bell's coming-of-age ceremony was over, and the guests would not leave, and the highlight of the night was the event.But she didn't want to join in the excitement.These people don't bother to come and go, it's ridiculous to toss themselves like that!Lately she has been feeling tired easily and lethargic all the time.After the red and green leaves, the new maids in the palace can't satisfy her, and now she doesn't bother to care about it.

In the evening, another bustling banquet was held.Singing and dancing at night, drinking and drinking.Yang Xian felt a deep exhaustion from the bottom of his heart.Glancing at the queen beside her, she still had that calm and dignified expression, her hands were folded on her lap, and she did not lift her chopsticks.Is she as tired as he is?It's impossible for her not to feel tired, but she can hide herself better, wouldn't it be harder than him.He suddenly felt sympathetic to her, feeling that his previous dislike for her was unreasonable.Yang Xian picked up the silver chopsticks and held a piece of pastry for her, Chen Huilan was quite surprised, she turned her head to look at Yang Xian, and smiled softly. "Thank you, Your Majesty!" she said.He didn't hear it.He just felt that such a smile turned her into a 15-year-old girl.The almond eyes are beautiful, and the lips are bright and plump.

Yang Xian only took a few mouthfuls of food symbolically, but he lost his appetite.Didn't drink much either.As the night deepens, people become quieter.Yang Xian became more and more depressed.He has to cooperate with them to finish the scene, and then it's time for him to appear again, which is very important.He couldn't even show the slightest hesitation.He glanced left and right, the queen was gone, and Qingping was gone, leaving him alone, facing thousands of people in the world.Yang Xian stood up, pretended to be drunk, was supported by the palace servants, and walked towards the Hall of Cultivating Mind.In his bedroom, she knew that Lan Ling was waiting in full dress.At the door of the palace, Yang Xian stopped suddenly. He raised his hand and said to everyone, "You all go down!" All the maids and eunuchs left in file, the palace door was closed, and only two people stood guard outside.The red candles of the coiling dragon and the phoenix are burning high, and the candle flames are jumping.Yang Xian walked towards the golden tent with heavy steps.The curtain was hung high, and Lan Ling was lying on her body under the brocade quilt.He saw that her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of shock and vigilance.She didn't say anything, but Naxi was wrapped tightly in the quilt, and her hands were still tightly clenched by the corners of the quilt.Yang Xian saw that the hand holding the quilt was trembling slightly.He knew she was nervous, he knew she was scared.He also knows how to be gentle.But he suddenly reached out and lifted a corner of the quilt, and grabbed her shoulders roughly.She couldn't help screaming, and suddenly realized her impoliteness, and hastily covered her lips with her hands, her eyes full of horror.Yang Xian let go of her shoulders, and stretched out his hand in a gesture to pull her up, "Come here!" Yang Xian said.Bluebell didn't move.But he laughed loudly, so wildly.Lan Ling still looked at him with round eyes, didn't move or speak.

Yang Xian lowered the curtain.He didn't want to see those innocent eyes again.He sat down on the bed and didn't move or speak.Lan Ling in the tent just had time to relax, and his heart hung up again.She knew he was outside the tent, she didn't dare to turn over, dare not move, and even had to be careful to breathe.He's fine, but she's just scared.She was afraid that any movement would touch him, and let that terrible passion sweep him over again.Every moment of time passed, she felt that the quilt on her body was getting heavier.She begged for time to pass faster, but it was unbearably slow.She longed for the dawn, but the dawn was too far away.It seems that I can never wait.She wished she could run out immediately, even if it was cold in the spring, even if she was naked.She dare not.Her body was already stiff, and the quilt weighed heavily on her, and she could hardly breathe.She had never felt that a night could be so long and unbearable.

Candle tears drop drop by drop, the candle wick is inch by inch, and the candle light is lit up bit by bit.Yang Xian didn't know how long he sat on the bed, he stood up.Lan Ling in the tent huddled tightly when she heard the sound of Yang Xian getting up.She felt that he turned his head to look at her. Through the golden curtain, his gaze made her feel like a thousand arrows spread around her.Then, she heard him turn and leave.It wasn't until she was alone in the entire palace that the suppressed fear and grievance came to her head. She bit the corner of the quilt and wept uncontrollably. She trembled from crying, unable to control herself.

Midnight is cool and thin, half of the waning moon hangs obliquely in the east.The night sky was so clear that it seemed so peaceful.Yang Xian headed east all the way to Meixue Palace.The gate of Meixue Palace was closed tightly, and the wooden door looked solemn and heavy in the thick darkness, and it was cold, repelling him outside.No emotion at all.No temperature at all.There was no light at all.There was no sound at all.Yang Xian felt deeply depressed, always being rejected like this.He turned and left, loneliness surrounded him like the night, like a shadow.This feeling is not unfamiliar to him at all. After so many years, when it reappears, it is still familiar, as clear as yesterday.At that time, I was always rejected like this.When he went to look for her, he was always told by the maid that the young lady was not feeling well, and it was not convenient to meet guests.He wrote to her, but never heard back.He tried everything, just wanted to see her again, but she kept avoiding him, never seeing her again.He was about to feel sick.And dare not tell anyone.She hated him, and he knew she hated him.At that time, she must have hated her to death.Looking back now, my heart still hurts.She has reason to hate him.

Suddenly, the sound of the clank piano sounded in the night sky, the sound of the piano was clear and calm, one sound, one sound.It must be her.Where is the sound coming from?Yang Xian looked back at Meixue Palace behind him, no.The sound of the piano is very clear, but there is some distance, as if it came from the empty mountain, and it seems to be echoing.Cousin is not in Meixue Palace, where did she go?Yang Xian followed the sound of the piano and walked into the imperial garden.

He didn't know that Du Jinghong was in Wuxiu Mountain, the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace.He also didn't know that before he went to Meixue Palace, Qingping had gone one step ahead of him.