Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Although my heart was so disturbed, Rong Jingzhai was still happy. The new life always gave people hope. Even the crying sound of the children sounded full of vitality. In the hazy days, it seems that Pei Yuanzhang can rarely laugh out.

He hugged the child, still in love.

Chang Qing was also smiling, standing by the bed and watching him, looking up and seeing that I was standing in the corner, a person looked a little disoriented, she frowned slightly, came over calmly, and gently stretched out her hand My wrist, softly: "If you are not comfortable, go back to rest first."

"No, nothing."

I smiled reluctantly, leaving at this time, but it makes people feel that I have no other meaning. I really don't want to leave it to anyone, and I don't want to cause some people to think about it. Besides, in fact, I also want to see this child, whether it has anything to do with me or not, just a little curiosity. Chang Qing seemed to understand, and said gently: "Then you come and see, this child is interesting."

I nodded, followed her carefully, and saw Pei Yuanzhang's arms, a small red face fluttering.

According to the story, the newly born child is not very good-looking. When she was born, she was just like a peeled kitten, wrinkled; this little princess is no exception, maybe because everything is all around It was the flattery of the immoral grandma that made her particularly uncomfortable, constantly twisting and struggling, and her red face was wrinkled.

However, she could vaguely see that her facial features were very good, and if she wanted to come, she would be a beauty in the future.

I looked at this child and could not help thinking of Lier. She looked good from the time she was just born. After all these years, what does she look like now? Will there be a pair of big eyes? Isn't the flamboyant little nose, the red beep, the beloved one? Will someone hold her in the palm and take care of her like a baby?

I watched that child keep getting dreamy.

At this time, Ye Yunshuang smiled softly and said, "The emperor, also hope that the emperor gave the little princess a name."

"Name?" Pei Yuanzheng a moment. He has been busy with government affairs these days. It seems that he hasn't really thought about the child's name. He was a little stunned for a while, only looked down at the child, and seemed to feel his eyes. The child struggled and opened his eyes slowly.

A pair of clarified eyes without a trace of impurities appeared as if a clear spring.

I just felt that my heart was moving, as if being struck by those clear eyes, and Pei Yuanzhang was slightly shocked, and then laughed: "Call her Linger."

"Linger?"

"Yeah, Princess Ling, she's called Pei Ling."

Ye Yunshuang got up half a bust, and said to Pei Yuan, "Chan Xie, Emperor Xie."

Pei Ling, Ling Ling ... The name is really beautiful and clear, and it contains too many blessings.

I smiled slightly, watching Pei Yuanzhang sitting on the bed with Princess Ling and smiling at Ye Yunshuang. The other concubines had their own wonderful faces, and Nangong Lizhu—she also smiled. Then, talking, it was nothing in those stunning eyes.

I looked at the excitement, but I didn't know why I felt a little cold, as if I was standing barefoot in the ice and snow, watching the prosperity of Zhumen embroidery households.

No matter how good it is, it's not yours.

For a while, I just felt that I was a little boring, so I whispered a few words to Chang Qing, carefully exited from the corner, and walked out of Rong Jingzhai silently.

Outside, there were little eunuchs and little eunuchs running around. When they saw me, they all stepped aside carefully. I didn't say much, and walked lazily across a row of red walls.

I went out to the palace today, and I was really tired. I didn't want to go back to rest. Instead, I slowly walked to the Royal Garden. As soon as I entered the garden door, I looked up at the abrupt, tall terrace. At this time, the wind was blowing. It was good to go up and blow hair, but we were so tired that it was difficult to take another step.

It turned out that I was still tired.

In these years, especially in the cold years, she survived by leaving her home and thinking about her. As time goes by, my thoughts have not faded, but have become stronger and stronger, but hope ...

All these years.

All these years ...

I ’m really afraid I wo n’t be able to find her in this life, I wo n’t see her, I do n’t know her anger and sorrow, I wo n’t see her smile and tears, so even if I die in the land, on the stone of Wangxiang, Where to look for my daughter ...

Holding on to the fence, I went up a little bit step by step. This terrace is for me, but will it allow me to see my daughter?

Just when I reached the end of the steps, I looked up and realized that there was a person standing on it.

In the evening, twilight came and the wind blew through with coolness.

The man's clothes also rose up with the wind, giving the illusion of being on the fence and looking at the horizon.

What surprised me the most was that this man was wearing a robe--

Speechless!

When I saw him at first, I sighed in horror. He heard my voice, but he was not surprised at all, only slowly turned around and looked at me with a smile, and leaned forward: "Wu Shou Buddha."

"..."

"Master Yue, it's been a long time."

I didn't expect to meet him here at all, and for a moment it was a little stunned: "How could you be--"

Without saying anything, I didn't say any more.

The palace does not allow foreign men to enter casually, but his identity is more special than that of any Korean and Chinese minister. Until now I do n’t know where in the inner palace Pei Yuanzhang arranged him and the emperor, but since it can be done like this Important tasks were entrusted to him, and in the Refuge River Valley, he also fought with Shen Gong by his strength. It can be seen that he is a trustworthy person and naturally different from others.

I thought about it and saluted him carefully: "It's been a long time."

In fact, I only heard of his name, even if this person is no matter how high his martial arts, and won the trust of Pei Yuanzhang, it has nothing to do with me, but the words that Qing Han told me made me a little bit sceptic.

Why on earth did he ask me about Qing Han? What did the famous brand mean?

"Why is this here today?"

He smiled and said, "It's amazing to hear that the Emperor had set up a terrace here overnight. It's a shame to come and see."

"Oh, did the chief come to see the scenery?"

"Landscape? Hehe, the scenery in this palace has been poor for decades."

"What is the chief looking for?"

"Look at the poor," he said as he turned and looked up into the distance. "Here you can see how far."

"..."

"Can you see it, Nishikawa."

My heart jumped.

Nishikawa?

I'm from Nishikawa. Although this is no secret in the palace, why did he say this in front of me?

For a moment, I felt a bit shocked, trying to calm myself, and looked at him with a smile: "Why does the chief want to look at Xichuan?"

He smiled, but didn't speak, but looked at me and said, "What does Lord Yue look here for?"

"Look at people."

"who?"

"My sweetheart."

"Oh ..." He nodded, as if pondering slowly, and said slowly: "The maiden Yun Ling's birth of the spirit princess is a great happy event in the palace. The adult touches the scene with sadness and humanity, only to be too sad. . "

Pei Yuanzhang just gave the princess a name in Rong Jingzhai. He already knows that she is a spirit princess. This person is really amazing, but I have seen his martial arts practice. It is not surprising that he has a good ear, just right. He was more and more shocked.

A gust of wind blew, and I just felt that my back was cold, and it was a lot of cold sweat.

Talking to him, it was just a few simple words, but I did n’t know why I felt more cautious than ever. Two people are like those who compete on the battlefield. You come and go, you are tempted, and you do n’t want to be exposed easily. At the bottom of his own, after a few rounds, he did not see winning or losing, but did not take any advantage.

He and I were standing on the terrace like this, quiet, I do n’t know if it was confrontation or how, I kept looking away into the distance, and those dark, almost bottomless eyes were calm without a wave, there was a kind of near death silence.

I didn't speak, I just looked into the distance so indifferently.

I don't know how long before, I heard his voice ringing in the ear: "Master Yue often reminds the poor to think of an old man."

"..."

I turned slightly to look at him, but when I saw that he didn't look at me, he looked into the distance.

That sentence was just spoken to me, but it didn't seem to mean me.

"Old man?"

"Yes. My lord is very similar to her."

"..." I groaned and smiled lightly: "Is it the Queen Empress?"

His grey eyebrows moved slightly with the wind, and he turned his head to look at me: "Call the Queen Queen ..."

I calmly said, "Someone mentioned it to me, saying that it looks like the Queen of Martyrs of the Year."

With no wish to laugh, "Master Yue feels like you?"

"..."

I was speechless for a moment.

I did n’t know to call the Queen of the Martyrs, apart from having heard one or two anecdotes about her, I did n’t know her either, but Qian Yan and Wu Yan both took care of her old man and said that I look like her, maybe Is it really similar?

However, listening to his tone, it seemed to disagree.

Come to think of it, he has always been with the Emperor Tai, and naturally understands the call of the Queen of Martyrs, but how about it, they will not come up with the opposite answer from Qian Yan.

not to mention--

Why did he talk to me about this topic?

When I secretly slapped my belly, I smiled lightly: "In terms of poverty, Master Yue is not like calling the Queen of Martyrs."

"Oh."

"Queen of Martyrs, like you."

My heart burst, raised my head, and looked at him sternly.