King's man

The weather in March has been raining heavily.The spring rain is misty, moistening things silently.The plum trees in Meixue Palace have sprouted new buds, and the young leaves are crisp and bright in the rain.Du Jinghong looked at the pot of rhododendrons on the window sill, after a night, several new flowers bloomed again, the crimson petals were stained with rain, and the color became more intense. "Sister, although the spring rain is delicate, your clothes will get wet when you stand in the rain, so be careful of catching a cold!" Lan Ling held up an oil-paper umbrella to cover Du Jinghong's head.A plum blossom blooming on the white paper, reflecting Du Jingxue's face and lake-like eyes, is astonishingly beautiful. "How can I be so weak!" She said, but seeing her smile brightly, her eyes were like spring water, and a soft wave rippled on the water.Lan Ling couldn't help laughing along with her.

"Sister, I heard that Concubine Mei is ill, should we go and have a look?" Lan Ling stretched out her slender fingers to touch a rhododendron, and the raindrops on the petals followed.A little water stuck in her pink nails, crystal clear.

"Lin Meisu has always been a high-minded person, and she has a strong personality. She definitely doesn't want others to see her fall ill." Du Jing said, then turned around and called Nuan Yu, who appeared at the door in response. "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

"You take the ginseng gifted to Lan Ling by the former emperor and send it to Meixia Garden." Nuan Yu responded.Du Jinghong and Lan Ling went back indoors together, while Leng Yu hurriedly took the umbrella and put it away.

Nuan Yu sent the ginseng to Meixia Garden, and was passing by Yufeng Garden when she returned.Thinking of the stunning oiran that day, she wanted to go and see it on a whim.Walking to the gate of Yufengyuan, seeing Zhumen slightly closed, she pushed the door lightly and entered, the courtyard was very quiet.Maybe it's because of the rain, Nuan Yu thought to herself, walking in the courtyard.The first thing that catches the eye is the Luoying Pavilion on the side of the courtyard. The entire attic stands in the mist and rain, and the raindrops condense, and the lines slide across the glass like tears, leaving long water marks.Nuan Yu was about to go around and enter the main hall, but she heard whispers from the side room of the maid to the west.She quietly moved to the window, only to hear whispers in the room, "Then what should we do, when the emperor blames us, we will die."

Nuan Yu held her breath, and heard another voice say, "The empress has treated us with great kindness, I want to go with her, anyway, I don't have any relatives in my hometown."

"But my parents are still there..." There was a hint of hesitation in the voice.

"You stay. We will arrange things well so that you won't be troubled. When the emperor asks you, you won't know anything."

"But" the voice hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Master Qingping is gone, the emperor will definitely be furious..."

Nuan Yu outside the window heard some clues, and was immediately startled.She turned around and hurried away, walking all the way back to Meixue Palace, still secretly startled.After she calmed down, she told Du Jinghong exactly what she had heard.Du Jinghong only nodded when she heard that, and then said, "Nuanyu, the matter is very important, don't tell the second person, go down." "Young lady, don't worry."Du Jinghong walked to the window, the rain was still falling.The courtyard steps were wet.The eaves also began to drip.Outside the roof, the sky is cloudy, ethereal, and empty.Du Jinghong looked into the distance and was contemplating, but suddenly smiled.She must have thought about it herself.Life is really like a play.Things that were so persistent back then feel insignificant now.Like listening to someone else's story.Over the years, she has gradually learned to obtain detached peace in this position. If her heart is really detached, not only will she be relaxed, but she will be a little unexpectedly happy.A flower, a leaf, and the sound of the wind are all interesting.

She still went to the Hall of Cultivating Mind.Yang Xian was a little surprised to see her coming. "Cousin sit down!" He led her to the table and ordered Chun Wei to make tea. "Thank you cousin for taking care of Jinghong during this period of time." Du Jinghong said bluntly.Yang Xian raised his head to look at her, and saw that her expression was elegant and radiant.It was the first time she had spoken to him like that.Yang Xian understood what she meant. "You don't need to be too polite, cousin. I should do both to you and to Lan Ling."

"I know. That's why I'm here." Du Jinghong said, her expression became a little dignified.She raised her eyes to look at Yang Xian, and hesitated to say anything.Yang Xian was looked at by her like that, and he was startled, not knowing what would happen. "Cousin, but it doesn't matter!" He couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he spoke.

Du Jinghong looked away, "It's Qingping." When she opened her mouth, she couldn't say anything.Yang Xian's heart jumped a few times following the name.He looked straight at Du Jinghong, waiting for her to speak.Du Jinghong also raised her head to look at Yang Xian. "Cousin, if he wants to, will you let him out of the palace?"

Yang Xian didn't seem to understand, still staring at her blankly.It took a while to come back to my senses. "I haven't thought about that question." He replied truthfully.

"He has this heart, cousin can pay attention." Du Jinghong said, got up and left.Yang Xian was still sitting quietly, as if falling asleep, motionless.

Since then, Yang Xian has another thorn in his heart.Every time he looked at Qingping, he felt that he was the same as usual.When I asked about it, I was afraid again.Every day is spent in anxiety.On this day, Qingping had dinner with Yang Xian as usual, Yang Xian said, "Walk with me." He got up and walked out.Qingping was by her side.

"Time flies so fast. The peach blossoms are blooming again. Yi'er, how many years have you been in the palace?"

"It's been almost four years, Your Majesty." Looking back on the past, Qing Ping also felt that four years passed by like a fleeting moment.

"I still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival when you first entered the palace. The play you sang was really good! It's called "Farewell My Concubine", right?" Yang Xian recalled Yu Ji's eyes when she was parting, the lingering tenderness, The desolate beauty is still unbearable to this day.

Qingping noticed that Yang Xian was a bit unusual tonight. "Back then, the minister was ignorant and disguised His Majesty as a woman, but His Majesty didn't blame me!" Thinking of those past events, Qing Ping's heart softened, and he suddenly felt sad again.It was the last time to accompany him like this.

Yang Xian remembered what happened that night and smiled.Laughed but became more miserable.He stopped, couldn't help but put his arms around Qingping's shoulders, and kissed him on the forehead. "This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, how about we go boating on the lake?" He asked tentatively, looking at him eagerly.

After hearing this, Qingping felt very sad, her throat choked up for a while.He barely controlled himself, and after a while he said in a calm voice, "Okay, His Majesty likes it, whatever you want."

He lied to me.Yang Xian said in his heart.He paused for a moment before answering, trying to speak.At that moment, Yang Xian was extremely disappointed.Previously, I hoped that he would soften his heart, so it can be seen that he has made up his mind to go.Everything suddenly became dull.Everything loses its meaning. "Go back." Yang Xian said.

Back in the bedroom, Yang Xian sat by the bed and grabbed a book.Qingping offered him a cup of tea, "The emperor is busy with politics all day long, so let's rest at night!" He felt guilty in his heart, and his eyes were too gentle.Yang Xian glanced at him, and felt pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.He now has the answer to the question his cousin asked him.How much you love someone is how soft-hearted you will be.Even if he hurts you, you don't have the heart to hurt him. You are more afraid of his pain than the pain itself.You just can't bear to see him sad.

Yang Xian took the cup, but pretended to miss it and let the cup fall and shattered on the ground. "Don't you know the tea is too hot?" Yang Xian was furious.Qingping looked at him in surprise. "Your Majesty calm down, I'm going to brew one."

"No need, I can't even do this well. Go down!" Yang Xian stood up angrily. "Your Majesty!" Qingping also stood up, and he stretched out his arms to hug Yang Xian.Yang Xian took a step back.Turn your head away.Don't look at him anymore. "I tell you to leave!" When Qingping left and he was the only one left in the room, he turned his head and looked outside the empty door. Direction, the whole person lay down on the bed weakly, curled up facing the wall, trembling all over.

Qingping walked out in a daze.He knows, he thought.He must have known.Qingping's thoughts were divided for a while, and her heart was in a mess.Maybe he has arranged for people to ambush on the way out of the palace.He is thoughtful and suspicious.He must have known.He pushed him out on purpose to give him a chance to leave.He is testing him.If he really left, Qingping had no doubt that he would arrange for someone to catch him back.At that time, he will still be able to, but Chu Xi will be different.He will never let her go.No, he couldn't let him hurt her.Qingping cleared her mind, the more she felt so.He didn't know that Yang Xian had already decided to let him go.If he knew, would he not bear to let him down because of Yang Xian's thoughtfulness?But obviously, at this time, his mind was not on him.

Yang Xian came to the meeting place with Chu Xi ahead of schedule.Silent night, deep palace walls.He hid in the shadows, hiding from the watchmen on the walls.Qingping waited in the shadows, thinking about her well-being for a while, wishing she could take her away to the end of the world immediately; at the same time thinking about how to tell her, she couldn't bear to see her disappointed eyes, and after thinking about it, she felt anxious.When he saw Liu Xue coming with Chu Xi's support from a distance, he couldn't stand anymore, went forward to meet her, hugged her, hugged her in the shadow, and then let go.Chu Xi was almost surprised by him. When he put her on the ground, she raised her clear eyes to look at him and smiled at him.Qingping saw her smile so beautifully, like a snowy night, meteors and moonlit epiphyllum, his heart almost lost his mind at that moment, he thought, don't care about anything, just want her.He hugged her tightly again, hugging her deeply in his arms.Chu Xiyi rested her head on his shoulder, feeling at ease.

Liuxue and the others on the side were so impatient, how could they delay here any longer.She walked in a little bit, and reminded softly, "My lord, let's find a way to get out of the city first!" Seeing that Qingping hadn't moved, she called out softly again. "My lord!" At this moment, Chu Xi also looked up at him.Qingping felt as if a stone was blocked in his heart, so he was unwilling to say that.

Chu Xi was very sensitive, she noticed his abnormality, and asked nervously: "What's the matter?" Because the words were whispered, there was only a faint breath when he spoke, as if his voice was hoarse, and he felt pale and weak.Qingping felt distressed again.He leaned over, put his lips next to her ear, and said softly: "He knows. We can't leave, the emperor knows. He may have sent someone to wait on the road outside the palace, just waiting for us to pass .”

Chu Xi's body froze.Although Qingping's voice is very gentle, she still feels hurt.It can't be realized, let her be happy for nothing.

Sensing her change, Qingping gently kissed her earlobe with her soft lips, and whispered softly, "Chuxi. Chuxi. I can't let him hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you." He said, feeling infinitely sad in his heart, as if he would never see him again, tears could not stop streaming down his face.He kissed her neck lightly, kissed her chin, and kissed her breathy lips.How much I want to hold her forever, but it's the last time; how much I want to take care of her forever, but I'm afraid that I won't even have the chance to see her; the feeling of being in love is so good, but I have to let go... But how I want to part with it is clearly unforgettable.Qingping's heart is kind of beautiful, kind of sad, kind of sweet, kind of heartache, kind of tender and nostalgic.The tears were chaotic and ravaged the face.Slips off the lips, bitter.He didn't care about it, he just kissed her wholeheartedly, tender and lingering, inseparable.

At this moment, Chu Xi gradually calmed down.His tears stained her cheeks, making them wet.He gave up acting, and he gave up on her.No matter how tempted and reluctant he was, in the end, he gave up on her.Her heart was like her cheek, wet and cold.

Qingping sent Chu Xi back to Yufengyuan, and walked back to the Hall of Xiuxin in a daze.The lights in the emperor's bedroom are still on, the door of the palace is half open, and there is no maid on duty outside the door.He walked in weakly, and saw Yang Xian curled up with his back in, the ground was in a mess.He bent down and picked up a pillow.When Yang Xian heard the voice, he turned around for a while and saw that it was him, his eyes instantly brightened, shining with joy.He jumped off the bed, walked barefoot in front of Qingping, and hugged him tightly.Qingping didn't move.

A few days later, Yang Xian was in a good mood.He heard that Concubine Mei was ill, so he took the imperial doctor to Meixia Garden.In Meixia Garden, Lin Mei was lying on the bed weakly.In fact, she knows all about it.It's just that the vomiting has become more and more serious recently, and I can't eat anything. I gradually become weak and sick.If she had known that pregnancy was such a toss-up, she would have thought about it seriously and would not be so self-willed.Now, she is not in a good mood.

Yang Xian entered the inner room, and saw Lin Mei lying lazily on the bed, her eyes were slightly clouded, she was not in the usual high spirits.Seeing her so peaceful, Yang Xian felt strange. "Meier, why did you lose weight after a few days?" Yang Xian asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Lin Mei raised her eyes to look at Yang Xian, and lazily called out to the emperor, with a kind of tiredness in her voice.Yang Xian raised her hand and found that her long nails were gone.Looking closely at her description, it was obvious that she hadn't dressed up, and her face was a little pale.Yang Xian couldn't bear it when he thought about how she, who usually pays so much attention to dressing up, had become like this today.He hurriedly asked the imperial doctor to come forward to feel her pulse.The imperial doctor gently placed his fingertips on the pulse of Lin Mei's wrist, after careful consideration, his face showed joy.The imperial doctor checked the pulse and saw that the emperor was eager to ask about the situation, so he first said: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is very happy."

Yang Xian's face froze instantly when he heard this.But that expression is also fleeting.He immediately pretended to be happy and said, "The imperial doctor can't make a mistake?" The imperial doctor bowed and replied, "According to the old minister's experience for so many years, he can't be wrong. It's just that the lady can't eat anything, which leads to her body I'm weak and need to take good care of myself." He prescribed some medicines for Lin Mei. "This is a three-day medicine. After three days, the old minister will come back for a follow-up consultation with the empress."

Yang Xian sent the imperial doctor all the way out of Meixia Garden.He stood at the door for a moment, wondering and uncertain.He went back to take a look at the room where Lin Mei was, and didn't want to go in again.He lifted his foot and walked away.How could you be pregnant, not yourself, who is that?Yang Xian was thinking, he hadn't been to Meixia Garden for half a year, and Concubine Mei was pregnant.Could it be Qingping again?At this time, he suddenly thought of a detail. On the night of arranging the banquet for the princess, he actually didn't drink much alcohol, but later he became so sleepy that he became unconscious.At dawn, something woke him up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qingping walking in from outside.At that time, I asked him what he was doing for getting up so early. Thinking about it now, did he come back then?If so, where was he that night?The more Yang Xian thought about it, the angrier he became.As soon as I got back to the Hall of Cultivating Heart, I asked the maid, "Where is Qingping, find him for me!"