Prison Dragon

Later, I didn't visit the disobedient waiter for a period of time.

After all, I am someone close to the emperor, and he is the deposed emperor of the previous dynasty. After getting in touch with him too much, I still can't explain it.

The emperor treats me as usual, but he no longer invites me to sleep at night. I think he finally understands how to sleep with women in the harem is one of the skills the emperor must learn. It won't be long before he hears about which concubine is pregnant with a dragon. Heir's news.

pretty good.

As for me, it doesn't matter what others think of me, as long as I'm still with the emperor for a day, gossip won't dare to reach my ears.

Ever since the emperor went to another place to spend the night, the Yanying Hall has become much more relaxed, and the empresses of other palaces would never ask me to watch the night.I spent a lot of time for nothing, and there happened to be a young eunuch who could read and write, so I asked him to teach me.

I couldn't read the Four Books and Five Classics, but I could read a few soft and waxy Huajian Ci, so he taught me how to get started with poetry.

Today happened to be the fifteenth day. Unfortunately, the sky was cloudy, and the dense black clouds at night covered the originally clear moon.

"Thinking of you is like the full moon, every night is less clear..."

Somehow I suddenly thought of the poem of Wei Minghou.

What kind of mood should I have to think that a person can recite such a poem?He is like the bright moon in the sky, shining brightly in the mountains and forests, shining brightly in people's hearts, but mortals on the ground can never get close.

I picked up a pen and wrote down the verses, stained my hands with black ink, folded the poems and other copied works together, and put them in a box for storage.

I am not a person of refined taste, but I also know that everything is inferior, only reading is good, and reading more books will always make people look high, and paper and ink must be preserved well.

Later I found out that the roommate Chun Shi belonged to the queen.

I was wrong, the queen is the lord of the six palaces, and everyone in the harem is under her control.

Chunshi found the poem I wrote and reported it to the empress.

Thinking of Jun is like a full moon, diminishing the brightness every night.

This poem is well written, really good, and anyone can read its beauty.

Palace maid Sichun is a big taboo in the harem, not to mention that I am a thorn in the empress's side.

The Queen had someone beat me up and punish me by kneeling for three days.

I have suffered more than this since I was a child, and I can bear it.

She punished me to kneel in front of the gate of the Hall of Prosperity. Through the long steps, I struggled to raise my head, and I could see the dim figure of the emperor, and the queen standing beside him.

There is no need to grovel or flatter, just because of her status, she can stand upright without fear or loss.

As long as she is queen one day, he can never leave her.

I knelt on the steps for three days, and the emperor didn't look back.

My crime is that the court lady Mu Yun is obscene and obscene, and sent to the cold palace.

In fact, I was just a speck of dust, and I didn't make much trouble from the Hall of Yanying to the Leng Palace.

The court ladies were all afraid of the queen and dared not come forward to see me off, but Liuying gave me some old winter clothes.

The so-called Lenggong does not mean that there is really a palace called Lenggong, but a general term.

Any place where concubines, princes and other things that the emperor considers useless is placed, this place can be called Lenggong.

The emperor has just succeeded to the throne, and no concubine has been imprisoned in the cold palace, only a few concubines from the previous dynasty live here.It is said that it is a cold palace, and the conditions are not bad, not to mention that the few concubines have already seen through the ups and downs of the dynasties. They have already seen through the red dust, and they offer a Jade Buddha in the palace, burning incense and singing every day.

I was in charge of taking care of their daily life, cleaning the courtyard every day, and wiping the dust off the feet of the Buddha statues.

In the Buddhist hall filled with sandalwood, I have seen the snow drifting away, the morning birds are just singing, and the crows are fighting.In the end, all the silence turned into the tender willow leaves on the branches, and the amorous feelings on the corners of the women's eyes and brows.

spring is coming.

Another group of newcomers was ushered in to the palace, most of them are said to be women from the south of the Yangtze River.

Southern beauty, Dongfeng Fangcao.

No wonder this spring is a little more steamy and rouge than ever.

It is said that Emperor Wu of the former dynasty loved Longyang so much that he planted pear blossoms all over the palace for his beloved man.

Among the snow piled up on Yushu, the floating light and silver clouds, the delicate fragrance, and the colorful falling flowers, I heard the news that I was seriously ill.

Looking at the swallows flying under the eaves, I have a strong premonition.

I want to go back.

It was a cold spring evening, and I was washing the green clothes worn by the concubines.

After one winter, my hands were red from the cold, and yellow pus had flowed out from several small knuckles.In the cold spring, the cold water stopped my pain.

I am no longer the girl by the river in the countryside of Longxi, the girl washing her clothes while looking at her hands with tears.

I received the emperor's oral order with a bucket in my hand. The chief eunuch Sun Guoan came to summon me. The emperor thought about the past and saw that I had a good attitude in thinking about my mistakes in the cold palace and asked me to go back to the Yanying Hall.

I calmly thank you.

My Majesty and I have known each other since childhood and have been together for many years. No matter how many quarrels there are or how many people get involved, we will always be together.

Both of us know this very well, only others cannot see through the entanglement.

The women in the harem thought I wanted to be the emperor's concubine.

They are all wrong.

I went back to Yanying Hall.

One spring passed, and the people here changed seven or eight, and only two old people, Sun Guoan and I, remained.

Chunshi took my place and became the grand maid of Yanying Hall.

Then I understood that the people in this room were all the Queen's.

Whether she is my subordinate or my boss, Chunshi behaves properly, and she is still humble and polite in front of me.

"Auntie," Chunshi still called me auntie, and led a group of new girls to salute me, "Your house has been tidied up, it's the same place as before, with Feiqing."

A girl with a croissant bun bowed down. I didn't look at her, but said hastily: "It's okay, if you have any arrangements, please let me do it."

I just want to see the emperor as soon as possible. If the Yanying Hall is full of the queen's people, I'm afraid he needs me.

The emperor needs someone who is completely loyal to him, someone who will not betray him because of any temptation from the outside world.

Both he and I thought that there were many such people, but years of ups and downs told us that I was the only one.

So I won't leave him.

He won't let me go either.

Chun Shi said: "There is nothing serious these few days, my aunt just came from Leng Palace, let's cultivate for a while."

I nodded sadly, and saluted: "I'm your girl now, don't call me aunt anymore."

Chun Shi shook her head with a smile, "When Chun Shi entered the palace, it was thanks to her aunt's guidance that she is what she is today, so naturally she dare not forget her kindness."

Since she said so, I will not mention it again.

I don't want others to remember my kindness.

Grace will become a burden for people, remember, maybe one day it will become hatred.

When I had time, I went to help the girls at the bottom of Yanying Hall, and what I did most was sweeping the steps at the entrance of Yanying Hall.

That night, the moonlight shone on the steps, and the white marble steps seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.After sweeping the last step, I looked up and saw a bright yellow figure standing at the end of the long pale steps.

The night was as cold as water, but his golden dragon-ridden robe was shining like sunlight for no reason at night, and my heart was extremely warm.

"Your Majesty." I knelt down and saluted.

He walked over to me silently.

"Mu Yun, get up."

His voice was deep and hoarse, no longer the heroic spirit of a young man, but a little more lost and depressed.

I stood up, and he casually adjusted his clothes and sat down on the steps, patting the empty seat beside him for me to sit down.

"You've seen it too," he sneered in a low voice, "All the people in the palace belong to the queen now, I, the emperor..."

I didn't say a word, just sat next to him.

He's not one to be consoled.

"Mu Yun," he suddenly called me in a low voice, with warm eyes, as if he had returned to his youthful days in the General's Mansion.

"Do you want to be a princess?"

I shook my head, "Your Majesty, with a legitimate position, there will be competition for interests, and there will be unreasonable thoughts. Mu Yun is not immune to common customs. She only hopes to be by your Majesty's side forever, and does not need those extraneous things."

He took me into his arms, the voice sounded above my head, and I could feel the vibration of his chest from my cheek: "I know."

"You will be watched by the queen in Yanying Hall."

"Slaves are not afraid."

"I can only trust you. Many officials in the previous dynasty have been a little ready to move recently. I want you to do something for me."

"Go and help me monitor the violator, I want to know what he is doing."

"Remember, I can only trust you."