Drunken Exquisiteness

When the twelfth lunar month is lightly snowy and the flowers are full, there are a few thick and thick Chinese waxweeds in the east garden of the Yanxi Palace. The jade clothes and the coldness are blooming. There is plum fragrance before entering the palace. The surface, floating in the cold winter, is refreshing.

There was a delay in the court today, and Ye Tianling came to Yanxi Palace a little later, but he was not in a hurry, just walking slowly.

Every part of Yanxi Palace reveals peace and tranquility. It is the cold winter when everything is depressed, and greenery is still everywhere in the palace. He vaguely remembered that some flowers and trees were planted by himself with the Queen Mother. Among them, there was a row of honeysuckle vines not far away. When the world was quiet, he was climbing the deep blue color in the shadow of Zhuqiangyuan, a bit of snow. As a foil, this emerald green is more striking.

Ye Tianling stopped for a while, and a slight curve emerged from the always cold lips. The breeze passed, and the thin snow gently rolled up a layer of wind color, the winter plum tree in the garden swayed slightly, several petals of fragrance fell, followed by a few women who floated and laughed softly. Ye Tianling turned to look over there, and saw Gong E standing under the winter plum tree, and there seemed to be someone picking plum blossoms on the tree.

Seeing the jade-colored pleated long skirt passing by the branch, shaking Meixiang a little bit, Baguio raised her head worriedly: "Princess, you still come down, I'll ask the waiters to fold it."

Among the twigs and snowy shadows, Qing Chen is holding a small bamboo basket in one hand and plum blossoms in one hand. With the wooden ladder under the tree, he stepped on the outstretched flower branches in a somewhat thrilling manner. In the shadow of a tree of jade-colored flowers, the wind is outdated and the clothes are shaky.

With the light movement of Xiubai's fingers, several wintersweet trees were held in her palm. From time to time, she bowed her head and talked to Baguio standing under the tree. Seeing Baguio fearfully, she smiled and said: "Such a short tree, you are afraid What? It's fun to pick it yourself."

Baguio said: "If you know about it for the empress dowager, you might be scolded."

Qing Chen said: "If you don't tell me, who knows? If you know, you said it!"

Dan Qiong was also among the branches like Qing Chen, and said, "That's right, if I don't tell my sister, no one knows!"

Baguio stared at her: "Just you talk a lot!"

Qing Chen smiled and put a few winter plums into the basket again, and looked up, this direction happened to be facing the lotus pond palace.

She held the flower branches, and through the horns and double eaves, she thought about the only palace in the Taisho Palace that was named after the concubine, and she seemed to see the stunning and indifferent look of the concubine lotus. What role did this beautiful woman better than Qinglian play in the decades of the two emperors? Since that day, she has left unfairly, and she has been thinking about it for several days, but it is still difficult to decide what to do.

If everything is true, wouldn't everyone in this Taisho Palace face an upset fate?

I was thinking about it, and suddenly I heard Baguio shouting: "His Royal Highness!"

She looked down, and Ye Tianling was standing under the tree with positive and negative hands. His eyes had just been retracted from the direction of the Lotus Pond Palace, falling to the bottom of her eyes, and a strange expression passed by silently. The two looked at each other for a while, Qing Chen felt a little guilty by him. Facing the gaze that seemed to penetrate his heart, those secrets related to him seemed to be hidden and couldn't escape him. There is nowhere to hide his eyes.

Ye Tianling asked, "What are you doing on the tree?"

Qing Chen held the branch with a smile and said, "Pick the wax plum, do you want to?" He leaned over and placed a plum blossom in his palm to show him.

Ye Tianling looked down and saw that the plain yellow petals were lightly blooming, among which the fine stamens were distinct, and the thin jade carved lightly lining her soft hands, with the unique mellow fragrance of winter plum. Qing Chen motioned for him to raise his hand, tilted his palm, and put the flower into his hand. He seemed to smile slightly and said, "Come down, it's dangerous up there."

Qing Chen looked at the basket: "I only picked a small half."

Ye Tianling said: "There are so many underneath, why do you want to pick the branches?"

Qing Chen smiled and looked up: "Look, the plum blossoms on that branch are different from the ones below. There was a icy rain before the snow yesterday. Those branches of winter plum are different."

Ye Tianling looked at the place of her finger. It turned out that there were a few plum blossoms on the high branches with icy rain. The weather was suddenly cold and covered with a layer of ice. At this time, looking from the frivolity of the sun, it looked like a piece of ice. Falling, hanging high on the branches. Occasionally a clear luster flashed in the ice pendant, as if the plum blossom in the center was inlaid with a crystal coat.

Qing Chen smiled and asked him, "Does it look good?"

Ye Tianling's eyes fell on her delicate face from the winter plum blossoms. After a pause, Fang said indifferently: "It's beautiful." But he stretched out his hand and still asked her to come down.

Qing Chen left the branch along the ladder and jumped to the ground with his hands, saying: "You didn't come by coincidence today, and you haven't awakened after a nap in the queen mother. If you are not in a hurry, just wait."

Ye Tianling nodded and reached out to help her press down the flower branches. Qing Chen picked a few flowers from above, and said: "Change a branch, so you can get a few flowers each. The flowers are still dense and dense, and the original beauty will not be destroyed."

Ye Tianling said: "No wonder you are picking so slowly." Having said that, he wasn't in a hurry. He just climbed the flower branches and made Qing Chen pick it.

The two stopped and walked under a few trees. Qing Chen raised his head and pointed to select. Ye Tianling was long and could reach her out of reach with only one hand. After a short while, he picked another half of the basket. She smiled and said, "If you come early, I won't have to trouble you."

Ye Tianling's expression was relaxed, with a faint smile on the corners of her lips: "What do you want so many winter plums for?"

Seeing that the flowers were enough, Qing Chen walked with him to the palace: "Sweet plum is a good medicinal material for clearing heat and detoxifying, and smoothing the air to relieve coughs. It can also be made into spices or used to soak water to study ink. Actually, Yanxi Palace Many plants and trees are very useful. Look at the honeysuckle vine. Its flowers are cold in nature and sweet in taste. It can cure wind and dissatisfaction, reduce swelling and heat dissipation. It can also remove wrinkles and maintain beauty by applying juice on the face. Those two ginkgo trees, their fruits Containing lung qi and stopping coughing can promote blood circulation and relieve the symptoms of cold and numbness in the hands and feet, but you should not eat more because it is slightly toxic. There are also some flowers and trees that are hidden by ice and snow, but they are all useful."

Ye Tianling walked slowly with her hand, looking around the palace garden that she had been familiar with since she was a child, listening to her talk about it, it turned out to be a different kind of scenery. He seemed to be particularly free today, staying in Yanxi Palace to watch Qing Chen play with the pickled winter plums, and then accompanied the Queen Mother to finish dinner.

After the meal, Baguio and the others presented a few Xiuyu Xiaozhan, and Qing Chen said: "This is tea made with winter plum that has been dried in the sun."

The Queen Mother said to Ye Tianling: "Any flowers and plants have many magical uses as soon as she is in her hands. Now I have more than a dozen kinds of flower tea here."

Ye Tianling said: "I knew this, my grandson should have accompany the emperor and grandmother to plant more vegetation."

Qing Chen smiled and said: "I heard that there are many plants in this Yanxi Palace that were planted by His Royal Highness." The maid held Qingshui and cleans her hands. As she said, she turned her head and looked at Ye Tianling, and saw his sleeve gown. Slightly swept up, wearing a black string of beads on her wrist, exactly the string of obsidian she had seen a long time ago.

The beads were filled with a deep luster, calm and quiet, Qing Chen looked at his powerful wrist, holding the tea cup for a time with a lot of thoughts.

Regarding the Nine Revolutions Linglong Formation, she had asked in detail about it. Mo Buping was very clear about the origins of the Witch Clan and the Nine Revolving Spirit Stones, because the Mingyi Tower itself had inextricably linked with the Witch Clan. However, since the Mingyilou returned to the heavenly dynasty, the Witch clan forces have slowly withdrawn from it. Now that the line of the Witch clan has faded in the past 100 years, it is difficult to see it again. Regarding the banning technique she cares about, she just knows what's happening and doesn’t know the specifics, and pointed out that the so-called banning must be against the principles of Yin and Yang, going against the sky, and its methods are often cruel or weird. Prohibited, in all likelihood, it has been lost.

No one has ever seen the Linglong Formation of the Nine Revolutions. The spirit stones of the Nine Revolutions were lost during the war, and the ones that still existed in the world were collected into the palace after the first emperor ruled the world. Regarding these statements, Qing Chen felt that things seemed to be progressing a little bit, but he was discouraged under consideration. It seemed that the only thing he could do was to find all the spiritual stone beads... She was looking at Ye Tianling. Suddenly on his wrists, he heard Ye Tianling cough gently.

She was awakened and raised her head. The Queen Mother was looking back with a smile, while Ye Tianling looked at her with a bit of inquiry in her eyes. There was something in her mind, she closed her mouth listlessly, smiled apologetically, lowered her head and drank tea slowly. Ye Tianling felt strange and wanted to ask, because it was difficult to speak before the queen mother, he didn't know where to start.

After that, Qing Chen seemed to be depressed, not talking and laughing like that afternoon. Ye Tianling looked at her by the side, got up and said, "It's late, the emperor's grandmother rests earlier, and the grandson will come back tomorrow."

The queen mother nodded and said: "Qing Chen, you go and send off to the Fourth Royal Highness."

Qing Chen was taken aback, and Ye Tianling came and went every day, never asking anyone to send it off. Yanxi Palace was like his home without getting lost. But as soon as the Queen Mother gave her instructions, she followed Ye Tianling out. Without saying a word all the way, she walked with her head down to the gate of the palace. Seeing that the guards of the Ling Palace were waiting there, she was blessed: "His Royal Highness walks slowly."

Unexpectedly, Ye Tianling didn't move. She raised her head puzzledly, and saw him looking sideways at her. His deep black eyes were like lacquer, meaningless: "When have so many etiquettes come out?" He seemed to say casually. .

Qing Chen temporarily cast aside the complicated emotions in her heart, and said, "In the Forbidden Palace, you are always your Royal Highness Ling. If I am indifferent, I will only cause trouble for you and me, Brother Si." Come out, smile at him, and point to his wrist, "By the way, this obsidian is best worn on the right hand to drive away evil spirits and protect you from harm."

Ye Tianling raised his hand: "Are you looking at this just now?"

Qing Chen nodded: "It's rare and... very suitable for you."

Ye Tian Ling Jian raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is a gift from the emperor, otherwise it will be given to you."

Qing Chen knew that the things given by the emperor should not be given to others at will, so he smiled and said, "Then I can only think about it."

Ye Tianling's expression brought a hint of playfulness: "You can tell me privately what you like, and don't be stunned in front of others in the future."

Qing Chen knew that the Queen Mother had just seen a joke, his pretty face blushed, and he muttered: "If it can be controlled, it won't be a daze."

A smile flashed across his eyes, and Ye Tianling stood in front of the steps and turned to look at the brightly lit Yanxi Palace, and said: "The emperor's grandmother has been in good spirits recently, and her chronic illnesses have alleviated a lot. I would like to thank you."

Qing Chen knew that he was extremely filial to the Queen Mother, and said: "The Queen Mother has so many emperor grandchildren, but you miss you every day, and you are the only one who comes to Yanxi Palace every day."

"It's quiet here." Ye Tianling said lightly, "I grew up with the emperor's grandmother since I was a child, so I am naturally different from others."

Qing Chen asked casually: "Why didn't you talk to Concubine Lotus?"

As soon as he said this, he regretted it, Ye Tianling's originally clear and soft face suddenly passed a trace of haze, and the stars in his eyes were deep cold, as if something was shattered and no longer reappeared. The night wind blew up his clothes with the chill of early winter, and Qing Chen shivered slightly. All the leisure and leisure in the whole half day was suddenly swept away by the wind and snow, and for a moment, the winter day took over.

Ye Tianling's cold voice came into his ears: "It's cold in the middle of the night, let's go back." After saying that, he turned and left. Under the lonely night, the blue long gown that day marked a different color, and it instantly merged with the thick darkness , Disappeared in the depths of Miyagi.

Qing Chen stood there blankly for a long time, a little bit of sadness emerged from his heart, and the strands slowly became whole pieces and spread out. It was not because of his sudden cold face, but looking at his leaving back and the ice cold under his eyes at that moment. She knew that he was actually using that ruthlessness to cover up something, some unspeakable pain, helplessness or, lonely.

For a while, Qing Chen had an urge to tell him all the secrets she knew, if she could untie the knot in his heart, and if she could keep the light and gentleness in his eyes, she was willing to try. However, he can no longer be seen in the darkness, Qing Chen turned back to face the heavy palace gates, the night sky was like a curtain, the bells and drums were late, the huge forbidden palace was a little deep, and he approached silently, gradually covering everything.