Bird Reimu Dance · Returning Night

In the past, when the eldest lady was still a concubine or queen, it was not Wen Lian's turn to serve her personally.

After all, she is not young and pretty enough, and her temperament is very silent and dull, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is not lovable.

During Emperor Jing's period, once in a while, one of the maids who was on duty in Fengyi Palace was seriously ill, and she was able to enter the inner hall to pour tea for Emperor Jing and the eldest lady. Unexpectedly, Emperor Jing caught a glimpse of her cracked hands.

Emperor Jing laughed on the spot: How could the maid beside the empress have such rough hands?

All the people in the palace covered their lips and remained silent. Just as the eldest lady was about to speak, Emperor Jing waved his sleeves impatiently and ordered her to retreat quickly.

So far, she has also become a laughing stock in the palace.

Later, the nanny in charge no longer allowed her to serve in the palace, but only arranged for her to sweep the outer court.

She knew that the eldest lady must have said a lot for her, otherwise she would probably go to the laundry room which is the most exhausting.

So she didn't complain at all, just kept silent, sweeping the fallen flowers and dead leaves all over the ground with a broom, and this sweep lasted for hundreds of days and nights.

Until that person takes the throne.

The eldest lady left Fengyi Palace.

Most of the palace people did not follow the eldest lady any more.

And she finally had the opportunity to walk to the side of the eldest lady, and she guarded the eldest lady together with a little maid named Yuanshuang.

Yuan Shuang is a young and beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen. Wen Lian can't bear to see her stay up late at such a young age, so at night she is often alone with a lonely lamp, silently standing beside the same lonely young lady.

No, it gave her a glimpse of that night.

Later, that person came to her, exonerated her father, and asked her if she wanted to leave the palace to find a lover.

She thanked Shengen, but said that she had no intention of going out of the palace, and she only wanted to take good care of the eldest lady in the palace for the rest of her life.

The man looked at her meaningfully, pursed his thin lips, but left without saying anything.

Later, that person told her many things, including teaching her martial arts.

She asked why... treat her like this?

The man simply said that it takes a lot of strength to take care of a person.

Alas, she often thinks, how should I describe the current Holy Majesty?

Some people say that the Holy Majesty is tyrannical, but in fact, since the Holy Majesty took the throne, there has never been a single turmoil in the world.

In the spring of the second year of Chongning, the new king of Koryo State in Liaodong sent a provocative letter. At that time, all the civil and military officials thought that the Holy One would definitely march in person, but they just laughed and ignored it.The next month, the King of Korea sent a letter again, and the document even insulted the holy majesty as cowardly and incompetent, but the holy majesty only ordered to strengthen the border guard, but still ignored it.Before the King of Korea could send the third letter, he was caught in the civil strife in his country and was overwhelmed.

A courtier wrote a letter to persuade the sage to send troops to the north to conquer Korea immediately, so that he can avenge his shame and build a great career.

But the Holy Majesty said: The achievements of a king must be built on the bones and flesh of the people, so if it is not a last resort, then I would rather have no achievements in this life, and only hope that there will be no more wars in the world.Dayan had been in turmoil for years, but now it is only a short period of time. How can the dignity, honor and disgrace of a country's monarch compare with the peace and stability of a country's people?

Some people say that the Holy One is licentious and immoral, but in fact, since the Holy One took the throne, he has never seen him accepting concubines in the harem. As for the eldest lady, others may not know, but she is very clear. You haven't even touched your hair, so why talk about secret music?

Yuan Shuang also often talked about the Holy Majesty with Wen Lian.

After all, the Zhaolan Hall they serve is probably the place where the Holy Majesty visits most often besides the Golden Luan Hall and the Imperial Study Room.

Sometimes she would pull Wen Lian's clothes and whisper softly, "The emperor came again in the evening... but he took a look at Princess Ling and left... Hey, I really can't see through the emperor and the concubine. What is the relationship between the empress... a lover? Not like... relatives? It doesn't seem like... I don't know what the emperor thinks... I have been so close to my empress all these years... And always alone..."

That's right, the Holy Majesty and the eldest lady...what kind of relationship is it now?What kind of relationship should it be?

Wen Lian looked at Yuan Shuang silently, and thought silently in her heart.

"Sister Wen Lian, I heard that you came out of the Leng Mansion with your empress... so the empress and the emperor were...really together before?" Yuan Shuang asked in a low voice suddenly.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Wen Lian came back to her senses, looked up at her, but unexpectedly found that Yuan Shuang's cheeks were slightly red.

"No...nothing?" Yuan Shuang unnaturally brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, turning her face away, not daring to meet her gaze.

Wen Lian didn't ask any further, and was about to turn around and leave when Yuan Shuang suddenly took out a small package from her bosom, opened it a little shyly, "Actually, it's nothing... this is the candied fruit that the emperor gave me today... .Although it's just Princess Ling who can't eat enough for the emperor to grab and give it to me...but because the emperor gave it to me, it's different, right?"

At the end, she smiled happily, and her young face was full of light.

Wen Lian looked at her quietly, but her face gradually sank.

"Sister Wenlian, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Yuan Shuang noticed the change on her face, and quickly restrained her smile.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something to this little girl, but she really didn't know what to say... Tell her not to admire that person?But what right does she have to say that?Even the eldest lady...I'm afraid I don't have the qualifications to say such things now, right?

So in the end she hesitated to speak, she could only nod her head, saying that she was indeed unwell, and asked her to take good care of herself...so that she could take care of herself.

It's a pity that the little girl didn't hear her last subtext at all, and instead began to dress up more and more gorgeously in front of the Holy One.

And the Holy One has always been kind to her.

"Sister Wenlian, did you see that? The emperor just smiled at me."

"Sister, aren't you happy for me?"

Wen Lian looked at her young side face uneasily, and often thought that when she first saw her, she came to this Zhaolan cold palace in her best years, anxious like a frightened bird, worrying about herself all the time The years to come age silently with this dim palace.

Now, His Majesty's kindness to her has given her great possibilities in life.

It's a pity, but she still doesn't understand that the reason why the Holy Majesty is so kind to her is because she is a court lady in Zhaolan Palace.

And she didn't yet understand how embarrassing it would be to herself and others by the possibility of her being so sentimental and delusional.

It was an early morning in late spring, after Wen Lian helped the young lady change her clothes, she didn't see Yuan Shuang coming.

The eldest lady looked at Wen Lian in the bronze mirror, and asked casually, "Yuan Shuang seems to be getting more and more beautiful recently, does she have someone she likes?"

Wen Lian was slightly startled, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head silently, "Your Majesty is worrying too much..."

"Really." The eldest lady turned her eyes to look at her, and said in a serious tone, "Wenlian, if one day you meet someone you like, don't keep it from me, you must tell me, I will fulfill you and give you freedom , you don't have to stay with me here all the time..."

Wen Lian's eyes became hot, and just about to say something, a cold and hoarse voice suddenly came from the entrance of the hall.

"So, she was also used by you to fulfill me?"

The eldest lady raised her head in astonishment, and stared blankly at the dark figure as thin as a knife.

It's His Majesty.

It's been a long time since I saw such an angry sage.

It's been a long time since I saw the saint who called himself "Zhen" to the eldest lady.

She clenched her fist in one hand, and held the disheveled and bloodless Yuan Shuang in the other, her eyes fixed on the eldest lady.

The eldest lady stood up slowly.

The Holy One pushed Yuan Shuang to the ground, still staring at the eldest lady, "She said, you specially sent her to serve me?"

Yuan Shuang looked at the eldest lady tremblingly, her lips were already pale with fright.

As long as the young lady denies it, she will face a catastrophe.

But the eldest lady gave her a condescending look, just sighed very lightly, then lowered her eyes and nodded, and whispered to the Holy Majesty with difficulty, "It's me."

The Holy Majesty's gaze suddenly became more serious, and after a long silence, he said hoarsely and coldly, "You know who I am, why do you humiliate me like that gang of courtiers?"

After speaking, the Holy Majesty shook his sleeves angrily, and left Zhaolan Hall without looking back.

Yuan Shuang cried all the way and knelt down in front of the eldest lady, grabbed the corner of her skirt, and begged, "Your Majesty... I beg your Majesty to be merciful! It's my servant's mistake! This servant will never dare again! I beg your Majesty to forgive me!"

The eldest lady sat down slowly, looked at Yuan Shuang's crying pear blossom raining face, and said very tiredly, "You should step back first, and let Bengong be quiet for a while."

"Your Majesty... It was obviously not you who sent Yuan Shuang to go to Shengshang... Why did you speak for her just now?"

After Yuan Shuang left, Wen Lian asked anxiously.

"I was just thinking... Did that girl really commit a heinous crime? She... She just fell in love with that person, didn't she?" The eldest lady smiled wryly, paused, and then Muttering and sighing as if talking to herself, "Although she fell in love with the wrong person... But I think there is nothing wrong with liking itself..."

After that, for a long time, the Holy Majesty did not come to Zhaolan Hall again, and even if he wanted to see Princess Ling, he would send someone to pick him up.

Princess Ling, who is only four or five years old, would hold the eldest lady's hand and frown like a little adult in distress, but her voice was still childish, "Hey, I don't know what happened to my father recently, why? Don’t you come to see mother and concubine anymore? From tomorrow onwards, if father doesn’t come again, then Ling’er won’t see father again! Hmph, Ling’er don’t like father as a scoundrel anymore!”

The eldest lady smiled and said nothing, but gently stroked Princess Ling's angry little face.

After a while, Princess Ling raised her head again and asked, "Mother Concubine, do you still like her if Father doesn't come to see you?"

The eldest lady was silent for a moment, but still nodded firmly.

"why?"

The eldest lady was stunned for a while, stroking Princess Ling's soft hair as if in a dream, and said softly, "You will understand when you grow up, maybe liking someone is [-] breaths and heartbeats. , and a thousand bowed sighs."

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She was sick and was sick for several days.

His body was constantly burning like fire, and his limbs were always weak and weak.

But she still went to court to handle government affairs as usual, without anyone noticing.

She felt that she should get used to it after holding on for so many years.

But that night, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, the high fever took away all her consciousness, and she fell down in the bedroom in a daze.

She felt as if she had fallen into a large black sea, her body kept falling, her hair and robe were suspended, her nasal cavity was full of bitter suffocation, she seemed to be fused with this black sea as one.

But she was so tired that she didn't have the strength to struggle, she just kept falling and falling.

Suddenly, it snowed in the darkness.

One piece, two pieces, eloquently, like a butterfly.

The new wind swept her, and snowflakes wrapped her, turning her black robe into white.

Then suddenly, she heard a gentle voice sounding in her ears:

"It's snowing heavily, His Royal Highness..."

A pair of extremely beautiful slender hands hugged her.

At that moment, she suddenly shed tears as fragile as a child.

I can't tell why, but I feel that I haven't heard such gentle and natural words for a long, long time, and I seem to have returned to a long, long time ago.

Suddenly a world away.

She raised her hand with difficulty, and grasped those hands tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

She couldn't speak, she could only pray in her heart for a little more time to retain this warmth.

So she didn't wipe away her tears either.

Because she knew that after the tears dried up, Emperor Yan Ling would force His Highness Seven to let go.

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In the early morning, the birds outside the hall chirped, and the faint twilight came through the curtains.

A little palace lady hurried over with medicine, but was stopped by Wen Lian, "Just give me the medicine, the Holy Majesty is not awake yet."

Holding the medicine, she slowly approached the fluttering curtain, and the lingering smoke curled up on the wall, giving her the feeling that she was walking in a dream.

She saw the young miss sitting quietly by the bed, staring down at the holy majesty with tears in the corners of her eyes.

She looked down slowly.

Then at the end of the dream, she saw—

The hands of the two people interlocked.