King's man

Qingping gradually got used to the life in the palace, and the time passed by in the tranquility repeated day after day.Since meeting Yu Wanying, he has tasted a kind of adventure-like fun.The more gossamer, the more lingering.On this day, Qingping went to Meixiang Palace on her own initiative.He never wanted to go to that place, but he never worried about it.Exit the Hall of Cultivating Mind and go west.Except for greeting the queen mother, he did not walk here alone.First pass by a vacant palace "Qingheyuan", which is named after a large albizia tree planted in the hall.Looking across the wall at this time, the trees are bare and there is no sound.It's a winter scene.The further you go, the more secluded it becomes.Meixiang Palace is still ahead.Most concubines would like to live in the palace closest to the emperor, but she was the only one who voluntarily lived so far away, but she didn't know why.The emperor was very lenient to her.She would not even salute the emperor, let alone others.Mysterious and mysterious, even more curious.

Qingping strenuously walked to Meixiang Palace, and finally reached the gate of the palace, but began to linger left and right, hesitating to move forward.Looking up over the wall, I saw the plum tree in the courtyard, Lingshuang stretched out, and I couldn't see anything else.Looking down is the stone road in front of the gate of the palace, one after another, and you can't finish walking back and forth.Thinking that that person had also stepped on the land under his feet, his heart felt itchy, like a cat scratching.He made up his mind to knock on the door.The person who opened the door was a second-class court lady, quite handsome, but very quiet.Seeing him outside the door, he was taken aback, then calmly closed the door, and went back to ask for instructions.Then no one came.Waited and waited, there was no more movement.

Of course Qingping didn't know, Du Jinghong in the hall was already a little sullen.When she heard about his visit for the first time, she thought of the night of Mid-Autumn Festival and what she saw in the Imperial Garden. He was a very clean, feminine person.Just coming so hastily made her feel disturbed and offended.He looked at a parrot that jumped out from above the snow-white paper. The painting pavilion was only halfway there, and the woman in it probably wouldn't come out even after a thousand calls.She hates being interrupted when she is painting.She stared at the paper fixedly, suddenly the ice blue eyes flashed, and the corners of her bright red lips rose, outlining a beautiful and somewhat smug smile, gorgeous and wonderful. "Lengxiang, Nuanyu, bring a bucket of water, pour the ground mill into the water, and bring it to the door to clean up Qingping's dust!" Nuanyu and Lengxiang heard this, although they didn't understand what they meant. , I also think it's fun, so I will do it naturally.

This Qingping waited impatiently outside the door, sometimes stood on tiptoe to look into the distance, sometimes leaned on the door and sighed, but did not leave.For a while, he heard the voices of four or five young women talking, but he couldn't hear what they said, only laughter came from inside the door.Qingping was overjoyed, even the maid was so happy, it seems that the master is in a good mood today.Just as Qingping was thinking, she saw two beautifully dressed maids in the palace opened the door, and saw a few palace maids behind them come out with a bucket of water, and one of them opened the door for herself. "Young master is coming to Meixiang Palace for the first time. Our mother said that we want to clean up the dust for you!" It was Nuan Yu who spoke.

When Qingping saw the bucket of water, she couldn't understand it, and after hearing what she said, it became even more difficult to understand what she meant.He was clever. "Dare to ask my sister what's her name"

The palace maid who had spoken earlier just smiled but did not answer.The other person beside her looked him up and down with a smile, "Your younger sister calls us elder sister, so how can you ask me again!" That smile was very smug, as if waiting to see a good show.

Qingping's complexion was reddish, looking at the two's words and demeanor, it seemed that only the two most powerful maids by her side, Nuan Yu and Leng Xiang, dared to do this. "I wonder who is Miss Nuanyu?"

The maid who spoke first saw that his words were very respectful, and she was not frivolous and abrupt, so she had to reply, "It's me. But I advise you to stop wasting time on us, please, so we can go back and ask the empress." Cross."

Qingping leaned forward and looked at the bucket of water, the water was dark and black, as if the brush had been washed.At this time, he saw a figure floating on the water, dressed in white, with long jet black hair hanging down, a bit elegant in a casual way.Suddenly he had a solution.Then she smiled confidently, "May I borrow a pen from the two elder sisters?" Leng Xiang and the two looked at each other, without asking the reason, ordered a maid behind to fetch it.Qingping casually took off the silk blouse she was wearing, wiped the water with a pen a few times, and began to draw on the blouse.Because the ink is immersed in the water, the color is very light, just a faint vignette, which is a bit ethereal.Looking closely at a woman sitting in the painting pavilion, there is only a back view, no one knows who it is, nor what she is doing.more and more hazy.I don't know why, but it gives people a strong feeling, as if the woman will look back and smile the next moment, amazed everywhere.Once the painting was completed, Qingping was still unsatisfied, and inscribed two more lines. The handwriting was handsome and smooth, but it was still faint, as if it would disappear if she was not careful.Looking closely, Fang argues that "only the sound can be heard in the deep courtyard, and the shadows of flowers are so dense that no one can be seen." After finishing writing, he looked at it again, and was quite satisfied. "I have to trouble my two elder sisters to help me present this painting to the imperial concubine!"

After seeing the painting, the two couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled again, with surprise in their eyes.Even Du Jinghong was quite surprised after seeing it.How can I make it through other people's pens if I didn't draw it myself.After all, it is considered to have made up for it! There is a blue light in her eyes, bright and compelling.She still handed the blouse to Nuanyu, and said in a beautiful voice, "Please come back, my lord!" But she was thinking about it in her heart, the two inscriptions clearly had other meanings.The deep courtyard is naturally the imperial palace, but what flowers are the shadows of flowers?When it comes to flowers, the first thing she thinks of is not the plum blossoms in this courtyard, but the blue bells in the imperial garden.The five petals bloomed in the most original beauty, each piece was brilliant and thrilling to the eyes, while the ice blue flowers bloomed into a sea of ​​gloomy flowers, which seemed to compare the blue sky of the whole sky to the background.Clear and beautiful.It's a bluebell.Like blue bells. "Nuanyu, how many days has Lanling been visiting relatives?"

"Ma'am, have you forgotten, Concubine Lan went there just the day before yesterday, and she was the one who sent her into the sedan chair by herself!"

"I always feel like I haven't seen her for several days. Fortunately, I still have a good memory, but I can't even remember this thing!" I couldn't help laughing at myself, it was a self-deprecating smile , is also very beautiful.She didn't think about the flower shadows anymore. In fact, she almost got it right. It was the first time she saw Qingping in that sea of ​​flowers. another person.

Qingping misunderstood.When Leng Xiang spread the word "My Lady said please come back", he thought she understood.However, there is no harsh criticism, which shows that there is still affection for him.Thinking about it this way can't help but feel elated, and walk lightly like a dance step.When I returned to the Hall of Xiuxin, it happened that the emperor was not free to deal with government affairs in the Zhengshen Hall. Qingping was humming the libretto of the opera proudly, and saw Qiuping sitting idly at the entrance of the side hall, eating melon seeds, smiling but not smiling, with her white teeth shining in the sun. Shines brightly. "It's the emperor who spoiled you!" Qingping said, sitting beside Qiuping.

"If it's only the emperor, we wouldn't dare, but since the son came, our life has become more and more smooth!" That bright mouth was still unforgiving while eating melon seeds.

"So I'm going to claim credit and receive a reward?" Qingping laughed.

Qiuping saw that the son was happier than before, so she was also very interested. "What do you want, I will reward you!"

Seeing this, Qingping didn't open her mouth, she just looked at her sideways and smiled.Qiuping gradually turned ruddy. "Give me a mouthful of melon seeds!" Qiuping lowered her head and handed him a melon seed kernel, but he didn't move, and smiled brighter.He raised his hand and pointed at her cherry red lips with his index finger, "I want to eat here." Qiuping's cheeks were hot, and she couldn't sit still anymore, got up and went back to the room.Qingping was startled, then got up and followed.

"My lord, don't make fun of me anymore, I'm just a court lady, I can't bear it!" He stood at the door, looking at her back hidden in the shadows against the light.She was crying, and he felt it suddenly, even though the voice was the same, he felt it.He walked over and wanted to hold her shoulders with both hands. After hesitating for a few seconds, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.She could feel the strength of his arms, the warmth of his chest, the beating heart.How she wanted to turn around and hug him, her son, such a beautiful son.But can't.She didn't move, still weeping.He could neither turn around, nor was he willing to break away.

"Tell me, why are you crying?" He asked softly behind her ear.

"Sir, don't ask." The voice choked.She was afraid that she would not be able to resist telling him.She finally broke free from his embrace, turned around, and looked at him with a smile, "I'm fine, son, let's go!"She was smiling, and the smile on her cheeks was particularly moving, but the tears were still there, as if they would fall at any time.He looks at her.She said stubbornly, "Young master, go!"

He had no choice but to turn around and walk away, his pride turned into depression, he walked slowly to the door step by step, paused, without turning back, he lifted his foot across the threshold, turned around the door, and disappeared.

She seemed to have exhausted all her will and strength, a feeling of collapse, almost unable to stand, and leaned back against the wall weakly.Her mind is full of his figure going away, one step.step.step.Every time he took a step, her heart felt like a sharp pain.She watched him walk to the door. At that time, he was a black shadow in the light and shadow of the door, thin and fuzzy like a piece of paper-cut.She was suddenly afraid that she would never see his wonderful face again, she really wanted to call him back, she wanted him to come back.How she longed to hug him!She won't turn her back to him anymore, she wants to hug him!She closed her eyes, swept away the mist in her eyes with her eyelids, and raised her eyes again, his figure had disappeared in the light.

Qiuping didn't know, and neither did Qingping, but the moment he stepped out of the door, his figure disappeared from the eyes of one woman, but appeared in the eyes of another woman.This person is Lin Mei.Since that day when the emperor stayed in Meixia Garden, Concubine Mei became more charming.She knew that the emperor didn't go to Lanxiang Palace, nor Meixue Palace, but only came to Meixia Garden, so he treated her differently after all.With this thought in her heart, she felt closer to the emperor in terms of words and deeds. The emperor didn't come to see her these two days, so she felt that it was necessary for her to see him.She sent Lu Ying to the Queen's Palace to give away seven collections of jade pearl cakes, which were newly rewarded by the emperor.Originally, Hong Yin followed, but halfway through the journey, she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to wear the phoenix sachet embroidered with Qixin Fragrance, and asked Hong Yin to go back to get it, so she came to the Hall of Cultivating Heart by herself.As soon as she walked to the front of the palace, she saw Qingping walking out of the palace maid's room, from her perspective, she could only see his silhouette, walking with her head down, as if she had something on her mind.Lin Mei couldn't help being suspicious, when Qingping's figure was far away, she walked over obliquely, and shouted "Where is the emperor?" a few steps away from the door.

Qiuping in the house was startled when he heard the sound, hurriedly wiped the corners of his eyes, adjusted his makeup, and went out to meet her.Seeing that it was Concubine Mei, she bent down and saluted, "Go back to your mother, the emperor has not yet returned in the Zhengshen Hall." Even though she lowered her head, Concubine Mei could still see that her makeup was light and messy, her eyes were slightly clouded, obviously she had cried.What a smart person Lin Mei is, she still doesn't see any clues like this!In fact, she also thought too much, she thought that Qingping bullied the maid.First he was surprised, then his thoughts turned and he thought that the girl next to him had to be more careful, and he had to discipline him well when he went back, but then he secretly rejoiced that he had found a chance.On the surface, Lin Mei just acted as if she didn't know anything, saying "tell the emperor when he comes back", and walked away.

It was not until Concubine Mei walked away that Qiuping raised her head.My heart was full of ups and downs, and I was very uneasy.In front of the hall, there are bare branches in disorder, and it is cold winter.For no reason, I thought of Grandma Li.That figure was always standing alone at the gate of the cold palace at dusk.Frosty hair.Wrinkled.Deep sunken eye sockets.Trembling crutches.An empty cold palace.The cold wind in late autumn.The red of the setting sun that is about to disappear in the sky.Qiuping stood dumbfounded for a while, and the bone-piercing cold reminded her, so she turned and entered the room.

However, after Lin Mei left, she did not return to Meixia Garden, but instead walked swayingly towards the Main Hall. She walked very slowly and casually.For a while, I looked at the ruined autumn chrysanthemums on the side of the road, lamented that the delicate flowers are perishable, and was relieved that my appearance was still there; for a while, I looked up and saw the swan geese flying south, and I was glad that I did not have to suffer from wandering; after walking a few steps, I saw the rose by the wall The flowers are somewhat similar to the roses in her garden.But this flower always blooms, always new, and spring in four seasons, which is very suitable for her temperament. The red flower blooms again, which makes her even more happy. .

Coincidentally, while she was smiling brightly, she saw the figure of the emperor approaching. "My concubine pays my respects to Your Majesty!" When she said that, she looked up at Yang Xian, with a coquettish smile and winking eyes.

Yang Xian sat facing several ministers for a long time, feeling very bored, when he suddenly saw Concubine Mei, he suddenly felt his eyes light up, his spirit refreshed, as if the willows were dark and the flowers were bright, with infinite vitality.Yang Xian wanted to help her up, so he took her hand, which was warm, soft, delicate and smooth.These jade hands are like her whole body, made of water, soft and boneless.With a little effort in his arms, he pulled her up, and then pulled her closer. The other hand wrapped around her slender waist, hugged her in his arms, and looked at each other: "My concubine came just in time, let me go with you." Let's go!" He said lightly, his thin breath passing over the tip of her nose.She looked at him and smiled charmingly. "Your Majesty has orders, why don't my concubines obey!"

The two walked hand in hand.Yang Xian listened to Concubine Mei casually asking, "Why don't you see Mr. Qingping accompanying Your Majesty?" "He went to visit the Queen Mother on my behalf!" Come out from the room." Yang Xian didn't take it seriously when he heard this, "Oh, read that right?" The question was very relaxed. "At first, the concubine thought it was some sister who came to visit the emperor like me, so she went to the side hall to ask, and that girl Qiuping came out, saying that no one else came to see the emperor. But I saw that she lowered her head He looked very pitiful, and his eyes were red, as if he had just cried." Hearing what Lin Mei said, Yang Xian felt that there was nothing wrong with it before, but now he also felt that something was wrong, very uncomfortable, and he himself was not willing to admit. "In the morning, she knocked over a teacup, and I punished her to face the wall for a day. I think she cried because of this incident!" Yang Xianyun replied calmly.

Lin Mei watched his expression carefully, not wanting to miss any detail that could reveal the secret.Although she didn't see anything from Yang Xian's expression, she was secretly laughing in her heart: I'll find out if there's such a thing or not when I go back.However, you should be very angry at the moment!She knew that her words had had their intended effect, and it was time to stop. "Your Majesty, look at how beautiful the red moon is blooming!" She was in a good mood, and even her voice was clear and charming.

After seeing it, Yang Xian also said, "It's so brightly blooming, and I don't know who it's for!" After Yan Bifang felt that his words were not good, he quickly looked at Lin Mei and said with a smile, "This flower is like a concubine, of course it's for the sake of my concubine." Let me open it!" The laughter was clear and clear, with a smile on his face.He unexpectedly had a faint pain in his heart.Maybe what she said was true.Maybe he is too conceited, he thinks that he is the emperor, everything belongs to him as a matter of course, and he is loyal to him.But it never went well.He suddenly felt that he didn't know that person well.

Afterwards, Lin Mei became more and more interested, but Yang Xian became more and more unable to do what she wanted, and finally said, "I'm tired of dealing with political affairs for a long time, Tian Leng's concubine should go back and rest!" I said that I was afraid that she might be suspicious, and added, " Just tell me what you want to eat, and I will send it to you!" Concubine Mei Cancan said goodbye with a smile.

Qingping left feeling depressed, walked around the imperial garden, but was also completely emotionless, and still returned to the Hall of Cultivating Heart.Along the way, he happened to remember that two days later would be the day agreed with Murong Su, so he had to ask the emperor to resign from the palace.When he entered the hall, he saw Yang Xian sitting quietly by the desk, it seemed no different from the past.He pondered how to speak to him.When Yang Xian saw Qingping coming in, he didn't say a word, he just thought he was guilty and felt more depressed, but for a moment he didn't know how to say it, and he was silent, only his fingers lightly clasped the desk, making a weak and hasty sound .Qingping thought about it and was about to speak, when she looked up and saw Yang Xian's serious expression, and also heard the hurried voice of his subordinates, she felt irritable in her heart, and the feeling of uneasiness became clearer and clearer.Yang Xian suddenly turned his head to look at him, and finally spoke, without reprimand in his tone, he only asked, "Why?"

Why?Qingping repeated it in her heart, but she was also puzzled.He didn't know what he was asking.Always such an innocent expression, Yang Xian saw it in his eyes, but felt a sharp pain in his heart. "I treat you well?" He asked again, his tone was a little soft.Qingping had nowhere to escape, and finally replied, "Your Majesty treats me well, I know, I just don't know what I did wrong to make Your Majesty angry."

Yang Xian jumped up against the case, "I don't know, you never think that you are at fault!" He walked up to Qingping and clasped his chin with his hand, "Then tell me, what happened to you and Qiuping! "Before she finished speaking, Qingping's originally calm face turned pale instantly, and a trace of panic appeared in the corners of her eyes. "Are you afraid? Do you still think you are innocent?" Angrily, he pressed harder and harder, without giving in.He didn't realize that he was actually forcing himself.

Qingping panicked, and her thoughts were mixed.He must have listened to the bewitching words of others.That being the case, what's the point of talking.He knelt down, the first time he knelt down so solemnly, "Please punish him, Your Majesty!"

Yang Xian finally heard his answer as he wished, but it was not what he wanted to hear.Only then did he understand that he actually hoped that he would not say anything, so that he could stop asking questions logically and forgive him as a matter of course.But he said, he suddenly didn't know what to do.All the momentum before was gone, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.After a long time, the dialect said: "Qiuping breaks the palace rules and deserves death."

Qingping raised her head, her eyes were full of injustice and resentment, "Your Majesty, it was my fault, you shouldn't punish her!" Yang Xian still repeated that sentence, stubborn and cold, "Qiuping broke the palace rules, she deserves to die." Qingping For the first time, he clearly realized that the person in front of him was the emperor who controlled him and countless lives.For the first time, he showed pleading eyes, "Qiuping is innocent, His Majesty Wanwang understands!" His tone was already soft and mournful.

"Then you will replace her, will you?" He said lightly, looking back at him condescendingly.For the first time he saw him from this angle.But still so pretty.With a beautiful forehead, slightly frowning eyebrows, double pupils cut water, she was about to cry, her red lips were biting tightly, and those two petal-like lips felt thinner, as if he saw a drop of blood dripping from the bright red of the cherry in the next moment. Falling down, sliding over the white chin.He looked away anxiously.

Blood did not drip.Qingping loosened her teeth and stretched her eyebrows, the thread hanging by a thread was broken, the most difficult moment was over, everything was a foregone conclusion.The dust settled.Instead he calmed down. "If it's as you wish, I will." Looking at Yang Xian with both eyes, it was strange that he no longer complained.