Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Before Qingming, the sky was gloomy for two consecutive days without rain or wind.

The Golden Crow was wrapped in the vast fog, and faintly transmitted a blue and white light, so full that people did not want to open their eyes.

Gu Yunxi walked quietly behind the guard of the imperial army.

I raised my eyes to see the continuous red walls, thinking about the prosperity of the night of the spring banquet, the sadness of that night, and the longness of that night in everyone's eyes.

She suddenly felt that this towering and tall palace seemed to have become so empty and desolate after that night.

Minglan sat on the simple wooden chair in the Yeting Chamber of Conflict, with her black hair scattered, wearing plain white shirt and trousers, and Qingsu's facial features were not painted.

The window paper on the east side was broken, and the light and faint light penetrated through the numerous holes and became the only light source in this small house.

He sits against the light, with a thin back.

The West Factory was disbanded, and Minglan was taken away from the official dumplings of the second-grade admiral and directly returned to the status of an ordinary servant. Since he was a servant, the offender was not allowed to go to Dali Temple and was only taken into prison by Ye Ting.

Seeing Gu Yunxi coming, Ming Lan stood up "teng", her peach eyes widened in surprise, her long eyelashes trembling.

Gu Yunxi silently walked to the table and put down the tray in his hand, and handed a red envelope to the managing eunuch, with a respectful voice:

"Thank you, father-in-law, and let me speak to him alone."

Guan Shilan smiled flatly while holding the red envelope, and when she opened her mouth, she was feigned and polite:

"Oh, Shiwei Tu is the celebrity in front of Lord Supervisor, what do you say... Come on, hurry up."

Le Diandian turned around and closed the door when he went out.

Looking at each other, Minglan stroked his face hurriedly, looking around, looking forward to running to the corner, his fingers scratched some white dust on the dirty wall, and slammed his face.

Gu Yunxi suddenly felt desolate when he saw it.

He is the one who loves beauty the most. He has never tolerated his own half-heartedness and easily falls into the eyes of others.

With sore eyes, Gu Yunxi hurriedly lifted the cover of the tray with his eyes down, and said to him in a low voice:

"Minglan, I brought some fat and Danko, and a new set of robe, you can put it on later."

His movements were stagnant, and his stunned eyes slowly fell to the tray.

At this moment, he understood something.

Fooling around with the balm box, the corners of his lips bleakly raised, he laughed dryly:

"Hehe, you still understand me."

Minglan was not eager to change clothes, and slowly approached the girl step by step.

"Unexpectedly, before I left, he would let you see me."

He has a light tone, with a bit of bitter hatred:

"He is really not a thing. He is coming, and he still doesn't forget to show off his victory to a dying person."

Gu Yunxi furrowed his eyebrows, pursing his lips without saying a word.

She believed that the superintendent's original intention for agreeing that she came to send Minglan was not as unbearable as Minglan thought, but she had no intention of arguing with Minglan at this moment.

"Have the Imperial Forest Army found the gift I left for you in the West Factory Dungeon?"

After a while, he turned his head and asked the girl softly.

Gu Yunxi nodded, his expression calm:

"Now she is in the East Factory...thank you."

The wind blew outside the window, blowing the clear fog in the sky, and the light entering the room became more scorching and profound.

The broken window paper rustled.

The light swaying in Ming Lan's pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up.

He grabbed her hand against her chest and asked eagerly:

"Yun Xi, now I just want to hear the truth. Tell me, are you happy to see me holding Tu Muxue for you? Have you started to like me some, huh?"

She was shocked, Xu Xu broke free and retreated.

My heart seemed to lose a corner inexplicably, and there was a trace of pain in the emptiness.

The tears in her eyes could not be suppressed, but she was unwilling to lose to her own weakness, suddenly clenched her fists, stared at him rigidly, and shouted at him:

"You colluded with Kagura Hou to poison the Governor, and you also killed Jiang Dangtou, Concubine Xu, and Aunt Jinzhu!

If it weren't for you, Yun Jin would not enter the palace to serve the emperor, would not fight for favor, and would not be poisoned by the gods. Perhaps she is now carefree in the Gongyuan, or marrying her beloved as his wife.

If it weren't for you, Yuan Dangtou would not have been disabled for life. Even if you change your past, don't ask for my forgiveness in this life. "

Ming Lan was dumb, contemplating the girl's stubborn but determined little face, suddenly burst into laughter:

"Okay, okay, this is the Gu Yunxi and Little Wildcat I know. I really don't change my nature, hahaha... OK, hate it, it's better than being forgotten."

Gu Yunxi stood startled, and she saw three black holes in Minglan's teeth.

The people in the palace climbed high and stepped on the ground, and Wan Shi fell from power. Even if the high-profile Xichang factory surviving Su Rili took the initiative to vote, he rarely suffered a lot of scolding.

As soon as he entered Ye Ting, the pain of flesh and blood was commonplace. The jade belt and jade fingers all over his body were raided, and a few black-eaters actually snatched his three gold teeth in his mouth.

The girl's whole heart was ruthlessly slowed by Minglan's hearty and free laughter. The pain was so painful that the whole body was trembling, and it was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She can deceive herself but cannot deceive, at least at this moment, she is indeed moved.

Laughing enough, Minglan constricted, rubbing the wet corners of her eyes with her fingers, turning her head to look at the girl, her quiet eyes lingering on her simple features.

His eyes are like a large densely woven web, full of complex and profound meaning.

Slowly raising his hand, he wanted to touch the girl's cheek, but stopped halfway, without the courage to move forward towards hope.

In the end, he changed to the position of fingers on his chest and smiled lightly at her:

"Back then, I caused you to be robbed. Changing your face is equivalent to experiencing life and death. This incident is a thorn in my heart. It's a pity, I can't wait to see you change your face..."

People will die and their words will be good, and birds will die and they will mourn.

What Minglan said made Gu Yunxi feel sour. She pressed her lips tightly, and her eyelashes stirred up several teardrops.

She thought it would be difficult for her to let go of the hatred and hatred she once had. She didn't know that in front of death, all love and hatred would become fleeting clouds of smoke, or like tiny dust in the vast stars, tiny.

At the moment when she witnessed the girl's tears, Minglan's eyes were deep and deep, like a stream under the quiet night, so clear that she couldn't touch the bottom.

He looked hard at her, but his mind was already immersed in his own world, sighing, and slowly speaking:

"Once upon a time, I went to fight with Dongchang and Leng Qingtang, doing everything possible to calculate a game, and I knew it before I left. It turned out that I was not fighting with him for rights...but you."

Gu Yunxi trembled, turned his head and wiped his face, trying not to lose control of his emotions in front of him.

She took a few deep breaths, lowered her head and sniffed and said:

"Stop talking, Minglan, change your clothes."

There was noisy steps outside the door, the door leaf was pushed open, and the father-in-law brought a servant into the house, looked at the two, unfolded the yellow silk rolls in their hands one by one, and raised the sharp eunuch's voice to read:

"Under the imperial decree, Ming Lan takes the decree. West Factory Admiral Ming Lan deceived the monarch, colluded with the Wan clan, mutilated the imperial concubine, and was involved in chaos. In memory of his active surrender and accountability for the Wan clan’s crimes, he expelled the admiral and gave Bai Ling a full Corpse, family property confiscated. Qin this."

After the decree was announced, Minglan thanked Shengen.

The moment he got up, the sun shone on his face, portraying a delicate eyebrow.

He was smiling, without a trace of fear of facing death, his expression was mostly relaxed, as if he finally hoped for his relief.

Gu Yunxi approached Lian's father-in-law and cast his eyes down:

"Father-in-law, can you please let him put on his robe."

Knowing that Gu Yunxi was the admiral of the East Factory, he would not refute her face, so he nodded calmly:

"Our family is waiting here, girl, let that one hurry up, it's not good for him to miss the time on the road."

"Thank you, father-in-law."

The next moment, Gu Yunxi's complexion was dignified, and he slowly rubbed against the table to set up the bronze mirror, his tone was bleak:

"...Clean up."

Minglan smiled at her and painted her eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror.

Putting on the bright white silk robe, people really became more energetic.

He faced the person in the bronze mirror and said without turning his head:

"Let's go, your legs will tremble and look ugly, now I have no regrets."

Gu Yunxi's nose was wet and red, shaking, choking:

"You... go well..."

"Yun Xi——"

The moment he turned to grab the door, Ming Lan stopped him.

She stopped for an instant, listening carefully with tears gleaming.

"Meet in my next life, I hope I am a complete person."

With tears raining, the girl hid her mouth and ran out.

Minglan stepped on the wooden stool with a happy smile and hung a three-foot white silk on the beam, hitting a button.

Peering in, he suddenly looked at the pink and willow green in the front of his vision, the spring breeze was ten miles, and the flowers were falling.

The girl ran happily in the sea of ​​flowers, her jade wrists lightly relaxed, and her skirt flying.

He was already in tears, and his expression was blurred and smirked:

"Some people, at a glance 10,000 years."

"Pop", the wooden stool crooked on the ground...

ps: "Meet in my next life, I hope I am a complete person."

Do you think of the deep meaning of Minglan's words?

Recommendation: Witch Doctor Awakens Mobile Phone.