Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Past

For every girl, when she was young, there would always be one or two people whose figure fell into her eyes, and she would never forget it. Thinking of him would have a bit of sour sweetness, and after many years, she would sit under the flower stand After taking a nap, I still dream of him, his voice and appearance are like yesterday, smiling in the already blurred background, just like the day we first met. I also dreamed of that person, especially in the dark and cold night, I would dream of the young man who smiled at me in the autumn wind in the south of the Yangtze River. Then he opened his eyes, and in his field of vision was the eternally tall and empty setting of the apse of Chuxiu Palace, sunken in the darkness, looking particularly hideous.

At this time, I will wrap the quilt tighter, guess who will be serving the bed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation today, and then slowly fall asleep again amidst the messy guesses. This feeling is very bad. Of course, it doesn't feel good to be in bed waiting for a man to come and kiss you. I'm wearing a middle coat right now, and I'm lying on the bed in the east part of the apse of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. This bed is really luxurious, the whole body is inlaid with crystal silver glass, the window curtains are embroidered with pictures of hundreds of immortals, and are hung with all kinds of sachets and pearls, surrounded by beautiful embroidery. Lying here, you will feel like you are lying on the clouds.

This is the exclusive honor of Empress Dawu. There are two dragon beds in the bedroom of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. According to the rules of past dynasties, concubines can only use the bed in the west room, and only use it when the queen is sleeping. The one in the east. I don't know if the Queen Mother's words played a role, but the day after that conversation, the verbal order from the Palace of Mental Cultivation to invite me to sleep with me was finally sent to Chuxiu Palace. After washing my body and dressing up properly, I took a soft-topped sedan chair to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and I lay on this gorgeous bed waiting for Xiao Huan.

According to the rules, I could only wear a middle coat when I came, and the brocade quilt covering my body was a bit thin. I lay down until my body became stiff after taking a hot bath, and Xiao Huan came over. The people in the room had already retreated. He walked over and lifted the curtain that was covered in the air like fog, and smiled faintly. His eyes were double-pupiled, and there was no trace of emotion in the black pupils: "Is the queen all right?" I smiled, hugged the brocade quilt and sat up, winking at him: "Fortunately, I just fell asleep after waiting."

"The queen is blaming me for being late?" He still chuckled, standing a little far away from the bed, his face half-lit under the glazed lamp, and no expression could be seen. "My concubine dare not. Long live the day and night to work, and wait here for a while, what's the point?" I chuckled, stretched out a hand, and handed it to him, "Long live, let this concubine do it for you." undress?" He laughed, but did not approach, put down his hands, let the curtain hang down, cut off his sight, turned and walked out: "It's getting late, the queen should go to bed early."

"Long live!" I panicked, and hurriedly pulled the brocade quilt aside and jumped off the bed, "Don't go!" He didn't turn his head, and kept walking. "Long live!" I was so panicked that I couldn't choose what to say, "The concubine is no worse than other women, and the concubine will take good care of Long live." Only then did he stop, but he didn't look back: "Queen, since we have no intention of each other, why bother?" "Wanzai has love with those women? It's fine with them, why not with me?" My head was in a mess, and I didn't know what I was talking about.

He paused, and suddenly laughed softly: "I don't want to sleep with a woman who is thinking about other men." I froze for a moment, and my voice was rough: "What does this mean?" He laughed: "The empress forgot? Didn't the empress tell me personally? The person you love is Luo Xianxue?" He sneered, and his voice was even deeper: "Queen, I hope we can give each other some leeway...it won't be too difficult to get along with each other in this way." "You don't care about this!" I was really crazy, and blurted out, "You don't care if I like others! You don't like me!"

There was a buzzing in my head... what am I talking about? There was silence all around, and Xiao Huan's back remained motionless. I took a deep breath, calmed my mind, and said, "Long live should know best. I am the queen of Long live, and Wan live is my husband. It has nothing to do with who Wan live loves or who I love. We only use Just like a pair of empresses is enough, isn't it?" He was still silent, and the silence in the room was suffocating. I grasped the quilt tightly, and said again hesitantly: "Long live? Can't you?" After a long time, his shoulders moved, and he smiled slightly: "The queen cherishes it."

After speaking, he walked out, from beginning to end, without looking back. I looked at his back, and the cyan figure quickly disappeared into the night outside the door—eventually he left. Standing on the floor, I bowed my head. I jumped down too quickly, without shoes, and my feet were stuck on the golden square bricks of fine mud. It was biting cold. Are reluctant to shop. How many times is this?I was called to this room in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but I was left alone? Xiao Huan has never touched me, even on the wedding night, he smiled lightly but coldly, turned around and left every time, leaving me with a back view.

After a few months of marriage, Dawu's empress is still a virgin. It would be a big joke to tell it. Sometimes I think that my marriage to Xiao Huan is a joke... I said it, the person I love is Luo Xianxue. Xianxue is my elder brother's killer. As a way to consolidate his power, my master has raised many killers, and Xianxue is the most powerful one among them. With a sharp sword, there is no return, and he has never missed.During the six months before I entered the palace, I was very close to Xianxue. That day, I stood in front of Xiao Huan holding Xianxue's arm, and said to him, the person I love is Xianxue.I said, every word was very clear: "I will be your queen, but the person I love has always been Luo Xianxue."

At that moment, Xiao Huan looked at me quietly, with a calm and polite smile still on the corner of his mouth, then he turned and left, just like turning around from my bed in countless nights in the future, his back was cold and hard, and he never looked back. Does he think all this is ridiculous?Like a bad joke that made him not even interested in seeing the end. Who made such a joke?Was it the emperor who appointed me as the future empress before his death?Or is it the god sitting above the nine layers of clouds? I returned to the bed and sat down, curled my legs into a ball, and squatted on this overly wide dragon bed. I began to count my fingers: as long as the other concubines have not given birth, I still have hope.My goal is to conceive Xiao Huan's child, preferably a prince, so that I can not only be a queen, but maybe also be the mother of the future emperor.In that case, my family's power and my father's status can be preserved, which is really great. Isn't it just coaxing a man to bed?I am still young, so I have opportunities and time. Thinking of this makes me feel much warmer. The next day, I left the palace. There is no shortage of my father's cronies in the Forbidden Palace, so it is not impossible for me to leave the Palace privately.It's just that I seldom do this. It's not a small crime for a concubine to go out of the palace without permission, and it will be very troublesome if found out. I came out of the palace gate and went to the Chuge Xiaozhu in the other courtyard in Nancheng. It happened that my brother was not there, and Xianxue was not there either. I asked someone to make a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus tea, and sat in the gazebo to wait for them. The pavilion was built by the master and my brother a few years ago. The master still planted a large clump of Mirabilis in the corner of the pavilion, which is still growing densely, full of flower buds, and lush. The slightly bitter fragrance of osmanthus spread on the tip of my tongue. I waited until the osmanthus tea started to cool down, and a few fire clouds had hung on the sky before I came back from the blood bath. Seeing me here, he was a little surprised, walked over and smiled: "Miss." Xianxue used to call me "Cang Cang", but at some point or for some reason, he changed his name to "Miss". I smiled at him and blinked: "How about it, the girl in Cuiwei Building is pretty, right?" When I first arrived at the other hospital, I heard that Xianxue went to the Cuiwei Building in Bada Hutong today.During this period of time, he seems to have met some girl, and he often goes there and stays for a long time. Xian Xue was a little taken aback, his amber eyes flickered, and he smiled: "It can only be considered obedient." "Xianxue is also full of weak crowns this year, right?" I smiled, "If you really have a girl you like, you have to treat her better. A sincere person is hard to find." Xian Xue smiled, his eyes flickering: "I am a prodigal son, I dare not expect too much." "Why does Xianxue say such things?" I laughed and teased him, "What kind of prodigal son is not a prodigal son, don't tell me when you care about the difference in status." Xian Xue smiled, his smile was always a little lazy: "It's nothing, I just feel that there is too much blood on these hands, and asking for anything else is greed." I froze for a moment, Xian Xue had never said such disheartening words. I smiled, stood up and approached him slowly, and struck him unexpectedly, the folding fan in my hand pierced his throat, Xianxue was stunned for a moment, and soon my right palm came out, holding the fan before my folding fan pierced his throat head. After holding the folding fan I attacked, Xianxue didn't move. He raised those amber eyes, with a faint smile in his pupils, and gently uttered the words I have heard countless times: "If you want to sneak attack me, go back and practice for a hundred years." I laughed out loud, the joy of the past welled up in my heart, and I felt much more comfortable all of a sudden. For the rest of the time, I sat in the pavilion with Xian Xue, chatting casually about what we used to say.Xianxue didn't ask me why I was here, and I didn't mention it.The two chatted happily and casually just like before I entered the palace. Finally, as dusk fell, if I went back later, I might not be able to catch up with the palace ban, so I got up and said goodbye to Xianxue. He stood up with a smile: "Let's go now, goodbye Miss, I don't know when it will be." I smiled and joked casually: "If you really want to see me, then I will come out every day at the risk of beheading, how about it? Are you afraid of not paying me back?" Xian Xue smiled, looked at me and said nothing. I froze for a moment, and felt that the words were too frivolous, so I quickly moved my eyes to the outside of the pavilion. The mirabilis under the steps had already bloomed at dusk, and the colorful flowers were tightly clustered together, swaying gently in the wind. "Xianxue," after a while of silence, I raised my head and smiled at Xianxue, "I still have something to say: I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you very much." Xian Xue also smiled, and there was a hint of warmth in his lazy smile: "I miss you very much too, miss." I tilted my head and smiled, got up and left, leaving Xianxue in the small pavilion shrouded in twilight. I love being with Xianxue. Every time I see him, I always think of some beautiful things, such as the lazy time in the afternoon, such as the quiet and beautiful courtyard, such as the field under the dusky sunset. In my memory, I am associated with Xianxue. They are all lazy and leisurely. time. Although he is a killer, the gore and death seem to deserve it. Hurry up, hurry back to the palace before the palace ban, just stepped into the back door of Chuxiu Palace, Xiaoshan blocked it, and said anxiously, "Miss, you are back!" "What's the matter? Our Long Live Lord suddenly missed me so much that he came to look for me?" I smiled nonchalantly, and changed the disguised clothes on my body. "What?" Xiao Shan stomped his feet angrily, "It's Xing Yiyong, a woman with a name so hard to write that she came to you!" After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and stomped her feet impatiently. I always called De Fei Xing in private. Yiyong "that woman whose name is hard to write to death", Xiao Shan blurted out when he was in a hurry. I smiled secretly seeing Xiao Shan's face flushed, and said the rest of the words in one breath: "Ms. De Fei came to thank you for donating the book a few days ago! I told her that you were taking a nap, and finally stopped her outside. It's almost the hour of the year! Pigs should wake up too! If you don't come back, we can't even make up a lie!" I burst out laughing, seeing that she was really anxious to see her blushing, and didn't dare to tease her any more, so I comforted her and said, "Okay, okay, miss, I'm back now? Go out and tell her that I was in the house last night." I'm a little tired from serving the bed in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so I didn't wake up until now, and I will go to see her immediately after washing up, and ask her to forgive me." Only then did Xiao Shan breathe a sigh of relief, glared at me angrily, and took his orders. I changed my clothes, tied up my bun, calmed down my breathing, and felt that it was almost done, so I walked slowly into the front hall. Xing Yiyong dressed plainly and solemnly, sitting on the side of the soft couch, I walked over to hold her hand, and smiled: "I told them that even if Long Live God comes, they are not allowed to disturb my sleep, I didn't expect them to still Seriously, I'm so sorry for making Sister De Concubine wait for so long." Xing Yiyong quickly lowered his head, his face was respectful and peaceful, no trace of displeasure could be seen: "It was the concubine who was abrupt and disturbed the queen's sweet dreams." She still kept her composure, I kept mentioning the matter of attending bedtime last night just to provoke her. I laughed and held Xing Yiyong's hand: "Sister, what do you call that? I have always regarded my sister as my biological sister. How could it be rude for a biological sister to sit with my sister? Instead, I should blame this ignorant person." My little sister, why did you sleep so deeply, making my sister wait here?" Xing Yiyong smiled: "The empress gave me the book a few days ago, my concubine liked it very much, I always wanted to come to thank the empress." I smiled: "I know my sister likes to read, so I specially picked some and sent them over, as long as my sister likes it." Xing Yiyong smiled slightly: "Let the empress worry about it." I laughed: "Where, my sister is so polite." Xing Yiyong bowed her head and smiled submissively. No matter where she was, she was always so docile, cautious, and silent. But really?Apart from Du Tingxin, this is the only concubine who has been canonized as the main concubine, the official minister, the crown prince Taifu, the daughter of Xing Yu, the second most powerful minister in the dynasty, who is such a simple concubine. Role? I had a long talk with Xing Yiyong, stayed her in Chuxiu Palace for dinner, and then sent her away.I asked Xiaoshan to carry the lantern and sent her outside the palace gate. Not many days later, the palace ushered in the Empress Dowager's birthday Shengshou Festival. Since the Empress Dowager's birthday is in summer, there are many celebrations in the palace every year, such as setting off fireworks, singing operas, guessing lantern riddles... Lianshi, duck fighting, and playing in the water. This kind of lively celebration lasts for three days. Although I only entered the palace this year, I am already very familiar with such festivals. As the future empress, I will come here every year on the birthdays of the empress dowager and the emperor.The only difference this year is that I'm already a queen. He appeared hand in hand with Xiao Huan at the brightly lit dinner party. His eyes were full of happy-dressed concubines and royal relatives. Apart from these people, there were many ladies from official families on the other side of the lotus pond filled with thousand-petal lotus lanterns. Beautiful, sitting at the banquet. Speaking of which, compared with the previous emperors, there are fewer concubines in the palace now. It is said that after the wedding, a wide selection of beautiful women will be selected to enrich the harem, but Xiao Huan seems not enthusiastic about these things. Except for Du Tingxin, Xing Yiyong, including the present The only few regular servants were selected by the Queen Mother. The vacant harem will inevitably make those families who are eager to send their daughters into the palace to fight for power jealous, so the young lady who came this time is probably half of them wanting to take the opportunity to attract Xiao Huan's attention. Sure enough, not long after sitting down, many shy and charming eyes were passed over from the other side of the lotus pond. It's a little funny, looking at those coy young ladies, and then looking at Du Tingxin and Xing Yiyong at the banquet below, I suddenly had an evil thought. Deliberately leaning close to the seated Xiao Huan, I held his hand and put it on my knee as if intimately pulled. I said softly, "It's cold in the night, long live, is it alright? Why are your hands so cold?" He turned his head to look at me, but didn't take his hand away, and smiled: "Thank you Queen for your concern, I'm fine." I chuckled lightly: "Long live the state affairs, but don't know how to cherish the body, my concubine sees it, it really hurts." After saying this sentence that made me sick after hearing it, I quickly took two quick breaths. Xiao Huan also looked a little surprised. Although he still smiled lightly, he didn't answer any more. However, these few seemingly ambiguous and intimate conversations have successfully dimmed the wolf-like eyes on the other side. With a little complacency, I simply moved closer and held Xiao Huan's hand a little tighter. The hand in the palm is indeed a bit cold. My hand touched his palm. Unlike many people's imagination, this slender hand is not like that of a pampered person. The palm of this hand is covered with Calluses, some of these calluses are traces left by brushes, and more are worn out by the hilt of the sword. What many people can't imagine is that their frail emperor who always complains about illness, when he holds the sword with blue light in his hand, the brilliance of his hand is unmatched by anyone. I was in a daze for a while, and when I woke up, I had already grasped Xiao Huan's hand so tightly that even my nails were embedded in his flesh. I must have scratched him, so I quickly let go and looked up. There was no change in his face, and I just quietly withdrew my hand. In desperation, I had no choice but to smile at him, and just halfway up the smile, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the Empress Dowager, who was sitting at the head of the table to accept the congratulations, had noticed something strange here, and turned her gaze to this side. He cheered up and dealt with it with a clever smile. After the Shengshou Festival, the concubine Xing Yiyong was the one who stood out the most. She actually used 9,000 extremely small characters for longevity to form a big Buddha character, dedicated to the devout Empress Dowager.The queen mother was full of praise for her, and gave her a string of sandalwood beads that had been with her for many years. Because the Queen Mother looked at her differently, she also got a lot of favor from Xiao Huan, and would be called to accompany her in the Hall of Mental Cultivation from time to time. For me, nothing has changed. The Empress Dowager still loves me superficially and is wary behind the scenes. Xiao Huan is still lukewarm towards me. She occasionally asks me to sleep with me, but she just takes a look and leaves me alone. on the bed. I have never been confused about the change of seasons, until Xiaoshan put away the thicker clothes, and there were more and more concubines and palace ladies swaying in front of my eyes, and I realized that midsummer was here. What should I do in summer? I remember that before entering the palace, there were many things to do, such as riding a horse to the Hongye Temple in Xishan to enjoy the cool air, such as boating in the mirror lake next to the forbidden palace to pick lotus, and at night, you can go to the night market in Nancheng to eat a bowl of crystal jelly, Or sit in the garden of your home and listen to the master telling some far-fetched stories about the rivers and lakes. There are really many things that can be done in Xia Tian... But now I can only follow Feng Wufu, the supervisor of ceremonies who leads the way, and he will lead us to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Just now I woke up from a nap and was thinking about finding something to kill in the afternoon, when Feng Wufu suddenly arrived at the gate of Chuxiu Palace. Feng Wufu has been in the palace for more than 20 years and has served the emperors of two dynasties. When the late emperor was still in power more than ten years ago, he was the eunuch of the ceremonial supervisor. After the late emperor passed away, he continued to serve Xiao Huan for eight years. Come down, meritorious service.Now Feng Wufu is the chief executive who no one dares to offend in the palace, and he is also one of the most capable people around Xiao Huan. Today is really strange, Xiao Huan not only summoned me during the day, but also asked Feng Wufu to pick me up in person, I was really flattered. Exit the right gate of Dacheng, pass through the long corridor, and then pass through the winding corridor from the right gate of Xianhe, and you will arrive at the Hall of Mental Cultivation. As soon as he entered the door of the apse, he saw Xiao Huan and Du Tingxin standing side by side in front of the soft couch, holding a painting scroll and looking at it. Seeing me go in, Xiao Huan raised his head and smiled: "The queen is here? Let's take a look at this authentic piece of Mi Fu's "Shu Su Tie". The governor of Liangjiang, Lin Weimin, just presented it. Xin'er said it was fake, but I said it was. Really, come and see." You specially called me here just to see calligraphy and painting?I smiled and walked over: "The concubine is less talented than Wansui and Sister Tingxin, how can you tell if it's true or not?" Xiao Huan smiled: "Why is the queen becoming humble? Although the queen is a little rusty in calligraphy and painting, she has a pair of insightful eyes. I want to borrow the queen's vision." "The concubine would like to thank Long Live for the compliment." I replied with a smile. "You're welcome," Xiao Huan looked at the calligraphy and painting and smiled, "Just now Xin'er said that the Shu element used in this calligraphy is too old, and the ink color is too new. I'm afraid it's a forgery made by later generations, but I thought it was real." "Since Huan..." Du Tingxin, who had been silent all this time, listened and smiled lightly, ready to refute. She was about to say "Brother Huan", but when she saw me beside her, she changed her words, "Since what Long Live said is true, we must Come up with some reasoning to convince me." Xiao Huan sighed lightly, and smiled: "Mi Fu's brushwork is like a sharp sword cutting an array, shooting thousands of miles. Although it has the reputation of "eight-sided strikes", but the structure is well-proportioned, and the composition is dense and dense. And Shu Suwen Luo is rough and stagnant and difficult to write, so when the Shaw family passed down a piece of Shu Su to the three generations, no one dared to write it. It was not until Mi Fu saw it that he did his part and wrote it off..." Du Tingxin interrupted him with some reproach: "Long live, why are you talking so much about this? The characteristics of Mi Fu's calligraphy and the origin of "Shu Su Tie" are well known to the world, so what else is there to say?" "That's right, Mi Fu is hard to imitate, and Shusu is even more difficult to write. If I am copying posts, I would rather copy anything else than copy this "Shu Sutie", which is so difficult to imitate. "Xiao Huan was not angry and said leisurely. "This..." Du Tingxin was at a loss for words for a while, and suddenly pulled me, "For the Empress, who is right?" I'm only proficient in calligraphy, so I couldn't understand what they were talking about, so I smiled: "Both Wansui and Sister Tingxin are right, I don't even know who to listen to." "I know, the empress must think that I am reasonable, but because of the face of Long live, I dare not say it." Du Tingxin pulled me and giggled, her posture and appearance have always been as elegant as an orchid.For a short time, I thought she would have no other expressions other than a smile. I didn't expect her to have so many charms in private. Every frown and smile can be painted. Such a beauty really makes people feel ashamed. "I heard what Sister Xin said, so I have no choice but to say something casually." I smiled and glanced at Xiao Huan, "If you want me to say this, the words must be true." "Huh? How do you say that?" Du Tingxin looked at me with great interest. "In my opinion, Wan Sui may know that this must be an authentic work before opening the calligraphy." I laughed, "I don't know how to distinguish calligraphy and painting, but I know that Lin Weimin, the governor of Liangjiang, is cautious and doesn't like to show his merits. If he hadn't sought proof from many sources and was convinced that the calligraphy was authentic, how could he have dared to present it in the palace?" I smiled and looked at Xiao Huan, "Isn't Wansui thinking the same way? That's why my concubine dares to say that Wansui saw it. Before reading the copybook, I knew it must be authentic." Xiao Huan nodded with a smile: "I said that the queen has double eyes, which is really good, Xin'er, are you convinced now?" Du Tingxin snorted softly: "I'm not like Wansui and Empress Dowager, I know that Lin Weimin, I'm just talking about words." "Okay, just talk about words." Xiao Huan smiled a little dotingly, put away this scroll, and picked up another landscape scroll from the small table next to the soft couch, and continued to play with Du Tingxin. Throughout the afternoon, they were discussing all kinds of calligraphy and painting, and I echoed it from time to time. I was so bored and couldn't shout out, it was really painful. After finally surviving until it was time for dinner, Xiao Huan put down the writing in his hand, stood up and said, "The Empress always comes to the Hall of Mental Cultivation later, so stay here for dinner." I was taken aback for a moment, and then I realized that he meant to keep me in bed tonight. Although I was a little bit relieved when I came, I was still surprised: "Long live, what day is today?" Xiao Huan laughed: "Isn't it a special day that I can't keep the queen?" I quickly said, "I don't mean that as a concubine." He laughed: "Staying the queen for one night made the queen so surprised. It seems that I really don't care too much for the queen." Du Tingxin interjected at the right time, bowed her head and saluted: "Long live, empress, Xin'er will leave first." Xiao Huan quickly helped her up: "You have worked hard this afternoon too." Du Tingxin looked up and smiled at him, then at me, then turned and left. Xiao Huan watched her disappear, then turned his head and smiled at me: "I don't know if the dishes tonight suit the queen's appetite." I wasn't sure what he meant, so I replied casually: "The concubine is a casual person, and everything is fine." Because I was full of doubts, this dinner was tasteless. After dinner, Xiao Huan still has a lot of government affairs to deal with, so I will resign first and go to the apse to take a bath and get ready. It took a lot of time to remove makeup, bathe, fumigate, and massage. After finishing everything, Xiao Huan still didn't come back from the front hall, so I dismissed everyone around me and waited for Xiao Huan alone in the east room. Waiting for such a long time with nothing to do is really annoying.The little doubt in my heart gradually magnified: Xiao Huan never liked to let me sleep in bed, and it was even more unique that he kept me by his side for the whole afternoon like today.I don't believe that he wants to spoil me out of the blue, what is he going to do? Just as I was feeling a little irritable, the window beside me was knocked lightly twice. Someone wants to sneak a message to me?I immediately bent down, and sure enough, after a while, the window was knocked lightly twice again. I walked to the window and lowered my voice: "Who?" "Empress?" The man said quickly, obviously relieved, "The slave is a pony." "The pony of Xixin Division?" I was a little surprised, this pony was one of the people my father placed in the palace, because in the Xixin Division, which is easy to come and go, he would often pass on some news from outside the palace for me, but he His rank is low, according to the rules, he is not allowed to move around in the east and west palaces, why did he dare to risk the palace ban to come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight? "Empress, something has happened." Xiao Ma said anxiously, "The servant has been looking for you this afternoon, and my son wants me to try to notify you..." He suddenly stopped talking. Approaching footsteps sounded outside, followed by a "plop", and the pony's voice trembled slightly: "Kow...Kowtow to see Long live God!" I quickly went around, opened the door, and when I went out, I saw Xiao Huan standing on the steps, followed by Shi Yan, the orthodox leader of the accompanying battalion of imperial guards.Shi Yan put his hand on the sword hilt at his waist, and when he saw me coming out, he took a step back. I bent down and saluted: "I have seen Long Live." Then I turned my eyes to the pony lying on the ground trembling, "Long Live, I called this man." Xiao Huan was silent, and after a while, he spoke to Xiao Ma: "You step back." Not only the pony kneeling on the ground was stunned, but I was also stunned. I was still thinking hard about how to excuse the pony, but Xiao Huan let him go without even asking. The pony came back to his senses, raised his head and gave me a hasty glance, then quickly kowtowed and backed away. Xiao Huan was still silent, half of his face was buried in the shadow, and the half of his face exposed to the light was a little pale by the light. I couldn't see his eyes clearly, but I heard him say: "Queen, this afternoon , an assassin sneaked in from the palace." "Assassin?" I was taken aback, thinking that I should show concern, "Long live is a body of ten thousand gold, are you surprised?" He still didn't answer, turned around and said, "Follow me." After speaking, he stood and waited for me. Although I didn't understand, I took a step forward and followed behind him. He took me all the way from the back hall to the front hall, but he didn't speak. He stopped when he came to the white marble steps in the front hall. My footsteps paused, and then suddenly, I rushed down the steps. I have already seen that under the brightly lit jade steps, there are many bloodstains from fighting mottled and sprinkled. In the place where the bloodstains are the thickest, there is a person lying down, wearing a black night clothes, with glaring bloodstains blooming wantonly under his body. His hands were severely trampled, and Xuanshang's imperial guards stood beside him, and the snow-white long swords in their hands were pointed at his chest. Breathing seemed to stop, and I took another step forward. As if aware of something, the man moved his head with difficulty, aimed a pair of amber eyes at me, smiled very lightly, and raised the corners of his mouth. That's blood washing. Swallowing blood into the palace to assassinate... I was caught and lay in front of me covered in blood. My mind went blank. Xian Xue looked at me, his eyes were still the same as before, with a faint smile and warmth. "Luo Xianxue." An indifferent voice sounded behind him, Xiao Huan walked down the steps, passed me, and stopped in front of Xianxue, "The person you want to meet is here." Xian Xue smiled softly, he tried his best to raise his head, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you." Before the last word disappeared into the air, a sharp light suddenly flashed across the pair of amber eyes, as cold as a sword, piercing the heavy night. At the same time, his hands moved, and the hands that were firmly nailed to the ground suddenly moved. With both hands raised, he swung the long sword covering his chest with one hand, and held the long sword that fell from the hand of the imperial guard. .The black figure soared into the air nimbly, the bloody long sword quickly crossed a semicircle in the air, and the Wuhua sword, which was soaked in blood, was like lightning, decisive and cold, and stabbed straight at Xiao Huan. All the actions seemed to happen at the same time, I only saw a snow-white sword light flashing in front of my eyes, and the black shadow had already swooped down like an eagle with wings spread. The long sword went away with a decisive sword wind, they were too close, no one could save them in time. The cold light cracked the brocade, and the sword had already hit Xiao Huan's chest. The wind passed, pointed out, and the sword stopped. The long sword was bright, reflecting those bottomless eyes, and the blood-washing sword was firmly caught in Xiao Huan's fingers at the moment when no one had time to react. During the very short pause, I remembered something and shouted, "Don't..." Together with the words he said, Xiao Huan raised his palm and hit Xian Xue's chest. With a heavy muffled sound, the black shadow flew out obliquely and landed heavily on the ground. "Blood!" I finally yelled out, but my voice was so hoarse that I didn't look like myself. No one moved, and in the silence, the blood under Xian Xue's body slowly faded away again, staining the floor of red and white jade. I rushed out, pushed away the imperial guards in front of me like crazy, and knelt down. Not daring to move his body, I bent down and tremblingly stroked the messy hair covering Xianxue's face. His face was covered with blood, and the blood covered his forehead, as well as his eyebrows that always loved to raise slightly. This is Xianxue, the Xianxue who likes to smile lazily, the Xianxue whose brows are full of youthful arrogance, the Xianxue who dumped the rivers and lakes with a Wuhua sword, the one who will support me with a smile on a snowy night The blood of the umbrella... He kept his head lowered, as if this could stop the hot and sour rushing up from the depths of his abdominal cavity. My waist was hugged by an arm, and my body trembled violently. I turned around and extended my palm. At the same time, I stretched out my left hand with two fingers. My mind was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and there was chaos. At this moment, I only have one Thought: Kill this person. The palm hit his chest, and the force under the palm seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss. With a tight wrist, Xiao Huan had already clasped my left hand. His arms were still around my waist, and there was no expression in those bottomless eyes. The moving right hand struck out the second palm like crazy, and there was nothing else in my eyes except murderous aura. "He's not dead." Xiao Huan's voice remained calm. My hand stopped in mid-air and gradually became stiff. He stopped looking at me, and turned to the imperial guards beside him: "Take me down." Soon, several imperial guards stepped forward, carefully lifted Xianxue, and removed him. Xiao Huan let go of the hand holding my waist, stood up, and ordered again: "Escort the empress back home." After saying this, he turned and left without bowing his head again. There was no strength in my legs, and I sat on the ground. After a long time, I slowly raised my hand. There was still bright red blood between my fingers. The cold touch of the blood-stained skin under my fingers gradually became clear. Cold, so cold that I subconsciously thought he was dead, that's why I was confused by the rage. I couldn't figure it out, so I just wanted to kill the culprit to avenge him. The night wind blows, and I shiver: What did I do just now?I want regicide?Without even the slightest hesitation, I waved my palm to the most honorable man in Dawu. "Empress, please go back to the palace." A deep voice came from beside me, I raised my head, and Shi Yan stood beside the sword hilt, reminding me coldly. Biting my trembling lips, I stood up against the floor and smiled at him: "There is Lao Shi in command." Shi Yan didn't speak, and bowed his head sideways to get out of the way, but his left hand was still tightly pressed on the hilt of his waist. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I think he seemed to be afraid that if he let go of his hand, he would uncontrollably pull out his sword and cut me off. This person's loyalty to Xiao Huan, I am afraid that no one in the whole Dawu can question it. Taking a deep breath and forcing myself to be more conscious, I staggered away from him and walked back to the apse. This is not the first time I have dreamed on the overly large dragon bed in the apse of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Every dream is similar, and it is especially clear tonight. In the dream, there is the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus, the laughter amidst the sound of sculls, and the moist and warm wind from the south of the Yangtze River. The girl in the dream was chattering tirelessly, she was holding that big hand that was always a bit cold, and the calluses on his palm were tickling her skin, she jumped up with a smile and called him: "Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao." The young man smiled softly, his eyes were black and bright, and his slightly curved eyes were full of smiles, his voice was as clear and mellow as the spring breeze in March: "Gang Cang, don't make trouble." I have never regarded him as a high-ranking Ninth Five-Year Supreme, and never cared about their respective identities. The only thing I am lucky about is that fortunately, the person I am destined to marry is him. For him to smile, you can have fun for half a day.两个人走在路上，总要牢牢拉住他的手，仿佛一松手，他就要无声无息地跑掉。只要眼底里落入了那个淡青的身影，咬着筷子就可以笑个不停。每天早上，顶着鸡窝头就冲到他的房间，只有在额头被他一指弹中，听到那个挂着无奈笑意的薄唇中吐出一句：“还不去快梳洗……”这一天才算真正开始。 似乎是倾尽了所有的，去注视着那样一个人，以为如此，就可以不管不顾，永远在一起，以为如此，这一生就会这么过去。 从来没有想过，原来竟然还会有另外一种结局。 到底是因为什么，走到了今天这个地步？ 无一例外的，到了梦的最后，所有明媚的碎片都裂开了，像一匹被撕开的锦绣绸缎，血红色的光从裂开的缝隙中冲出来，灼热的火吞噬了所有的画面，最后只剩下满目喷涌的鲜血。 那是在陪都黛郁城，那个恬静闲适的小院中，我捧着一壶沏好的新茶走进后院，看到手持短剑的萧焕，他手里的剑上，鲜血滑过剑身，一滴滴坠落，他脚下倒着师父无头的尸体。 新鲜的尸体仿佛还有知觉，半埋在泥土里的手指微微抽动了一下。 惊叫控制不住地从喉咙里冲出，茶壶不知道什么时候滚落在地，我手中多了一把长剑。 微微泛着浅绿光芒的剑锋刺入面前那具青色的身体内，温热的鲜血溅在脸上，被血色模糊了的视线中，他伸出手，像是要抚摸我的脸颊，失色的嘴唇动了动，最终却什么也没说，伸出手指，点在我的昏睡穴上。 再次醒来，就什么都不同了。 我师父策动江湖异端人士谋反，罪有应得，我父亲虽然稍有瓜葛，但是念在并不知情，而且多年辅政有功，暂不追究。 我们的婚期临近，朝政的主动权，开始一点一点往即将亲政的帝王身上转移。 在家里筹备大婚各项典礼的间隙，我把萧焕约出来在宫外相见，拉着冼血的手，一字一字对他说：我爱过你，我会嫁给你做皇后，但是现在，我爱的人是罗冼血。 那样的话语，稚气中带着残酷，我是在逼自己，逼自己忘了那些美好的过往，这样做才会有一个在深宫中端庄贤淑的皇后，而不是一个疯子。 他不需要一个傻乎乎地爱着他、被他利用的女孩子，那么我就给他一个称职的皇后。 大婚那晚，他掀开垂在我脸前的珠帘，映在彼此眼中的，是一对冷静疏离的帝后，连波澜不起的眼神，似乎都一模一样。 干涩的眼睛望向华丽大床的帐顶，混胀的脑袋早已分不清有多少是梦境，有多少是噩梦惊醒后控制不住的神思。 德佑八年夏季的一个清晨，这个早已成为皇后的女人，从旧梦中醒过来，开始疏理发生过的一切。