First Concubine

Chapter 239 The truth about past lives (3)

Boom! There was lightning and thunder, and strong winds. The strange weather that had been suppressed for a day and night finally found a way to vent, and began to show the power of nature. Green leaves were flying all over the sky, mixed with sand and blowing towards the corridor. The maids closed their eyes one after another. , it was an August day, and they actually felt a bit of a bone-chilling chill. Leng Chengkun held his sister's hand and used his wide sleeves to block the invasion of wind, sand and fallen leaves. Leng Youru looked forward expressionlessly, standing like an ice jade Buddha in the hustle and bustle of the world. No matter how windy, rainy, or yellow sand filled the sky, she no longer had any emotions or fear.

Zhuge Liuyun rushed over in the pouring rain and saw Leng Youru who had already put on mourning clothes. He was shocked: "Youru..." He did not expect this to be the case. If she told him that the old lady was on her deathbed, he would He said he would never leave the house.

Leng Chengkun glared viciously at the culprit who had made his mother wait all day and was still waiting to die. He raised his fist and greeted him! "My mother waited from dawn to dusk! You bastard! I have to beat you to death today!" Leng Chengkun's fist hit Zhuge Liuyun like snowflakes. Zhuge Liuyun didn't hide, just punched you Carrying a fist, his eyes full of love were locked on Leng Youru for an instant, but Leng Youru didn't even bother to give him a look.

The maids were afraid of causing trouble, so they quietly went to the mourning hall to report Leng Yixuan. Leng Yixuan rushed over in a hurry, casually touched the rainwater on his face, then hugged his father, who had completely lost his mind, and looked seriously at the two of them. He said: "You go to the mourning hall first."

Leng Chengkun was so angry that he jumped up and down, veins bulging on his forehead: "Why should he go to the mourning hall? He asked my mother to die with her eyes open, so what qualifications does he have to go to the mourning hall?"

 Would you die in peace? Zhuge Liuyun was shocked again. He had never expected such a thing to happen. He thought that Leng Youru just missed his mother and asked him to accompany her back home. He also planned to go back in the middle of the night and return at dawn. Something unexpected happened so I was delayed all day.

Leng Youru smelled the scent of medicine on his body, her eyes trembled slightly, and asked: "Where have you been?" Zhuge Liuyun was stunned, unable to express the answer in his heart on this occasion. Leng Youru looked at him deeply, her pupils shrank, and said, "Have you gone to see Shangguan Qian?"

Zhuge Liuyun was speechless. Leng Youru smiled and nodded while smiling: "Okay, okay, very good! Congratulations to you for finding the lover you have longed for for many years, and congratulations to my mother, I finally don't have to look at your disgusting faces anymore! Absolutely!" "

Zhuge Liuyun felt that Leng Youru was terrifying like this, as if he was lifeless, and even his smile was cold to the bottom of people's hearts. He held Leng Youru's hand and explained: "Youru, things are not what you think! I originally…”

Leng Youru brushed his hand away and smiled coldly: "Originally I just planned to go and see her, to see her who has been homeless for more than ten years, to see what kind of state she was in after being persecuted by Shangguan Yan, and to see how she lost her life for the palace. She has changed her luck."

Zhuge Liuyun's face changed slightly: "You...how did you know?" He also went to the general's mansion and asked Shangguan Qian's personal mother, and then he learned about the idea of ​​changing one's fate against the will of heaven.

Leng Youru didn't seem to hear his question. She just continued what she said before and said with a self-deprecating smile: "But she is sick, tired, uncomfortable, and you feel distressed, so you ignored your promise to me."

 Zhuge Liuyun's throat slipped: "She was in a very..."

“It’s my mother who refuses to rest in peace.” Leng Youru gave him a cold look, and all his words were stuck in his throat.

That night, the Leng family sounded the death knell. The next day, the funeral was officially held. Relatives and friends came to express their condolences one after another, and the Yao family was no exception. Mr. Yao had been stationed at the border for many years and had numerous old wounds. Whenever it rained, he would feel heart-piercing pain. He endured the severe pain and walked tremblingly to the mourning hall, his whole body soaked in cold sweat. He knelt beside Yao Xinyu, held her cold hand, and burst into tears. Yao Qingfeng and Yao Qinglin knelt behind him, looking at their deceased aunt with sorrow. Yao Cheng, Yao Fei, Zhuge Yu and others helped Leng Yixuan and Mrs. Leng greet the guests in the front hall.

Shui Linglong took her brother and sister to kowtow to Yao Xinyu. The brother who used to be very noisy was very good today. He did what Shui Linglong and her sister did. After kowtowing, Shui Linglong took her brother and sister to the yard in front of Leng Youru's pavilion, where Leng Youru was sitting on the bedside with empty eyes. Shui Linglong didn't know the specific events before Yao Xinyu's death, but she also understood the impact of losing her mother on Leng Youru. Shui Linglong comforted her and said, "My condolences, mother and concubine."

Leng Youru did not raise her eyes to look at Shui Linglong, she still stared at the floor in front of her and said calmly: "Thank you." Nothing more went on.

Her sullen expression frightened her brother and sister who planned to call her "grandma". They both raised their eyes to look at Shui Linglong with doubts on their faces. Shui Linglong touched their foreheads and whispered to Leng Youru: "I'll go to the front to see if there's anything I can do to help."

Shui Linglong led her brother and sister out of the room, and told Qiu Sanniang and Xiaoxia to take the children to the side room to rest, while she walked towards the memorial shed. The sky seemed to be covered with a layer of green smoke. It was dark, with no ray of light coming through. Shui Linglong held up her skirt and walked on the muddy road. When she passed through the ancient avenue and stepped onto the winding corridor, she suddenly and... A strange man meets unexpectedly. The man was wearing gray monk attire and a bamboo hat. His face was obscured by a veil. Only the white bun peeking out of his head could be vaguely inferred that he was past his forties. He was holding a jug of wine in his hand, lifting his veil a little, and drinking in a measured manner.

Shui Linglong frowned involuntarily, but she didn't mind her own business. She said hello softly, "Hello, Master," and passed by him. After she had walked several steps, the man sighed quietly: "Little baby, you don't even remember me."

 Little...little doll? Shui Linglong turned around, looked at him without knowing why, looked at him from beginning to end, and then held her breath: "Are you... the monk I took in in the village in Tong County when I was a child?" It was a long time ago. , how old was she then? Three or four years old? She ran outside to play and saw a monk sitting on the ground leaning against a big tree. He looked a little weak, but he could do tricks. She liked it and asked Nuomin to take him in. If Guo Yan hadn't told her that the eminent monk who helped him resurrect the corpse had been favored by her, she would probably never be able to remember such a memory in her life.

 The man nodded. Shui Linglong looked around and asked doubtfully: "Master, are you here to do something for the old lady?"

 The man shook his head. Shui Linglong raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn't come here to pay homage. So she came to express condolences? But isn't it inappropriate to drink so drunk outside before the banquet has started? But thinking of what he did for Guo Yan and the trouble he stopped for Zhuge Yu, Shui Linglong's expression softened a little: "Linglong has met the master! Since the master is here to express his condolences, he must have communicated with the old lady and the Leng family. There is some origin, I have always been curious about the identity of the master, I wonder if the master can tell me something? "

The man lifted up a corner of his veil, revealing his delicate chin and red lips. They had no wrinkles and were incredibly handsome. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Shui Linglong would have thought that she was mistaken. The man raised his celadon flask, raised his head and took a sip. The clear wine slowly flowed down his perfect lips, flowed through his Adam's apple, and seeped into his collar...like an ink painting accidentally tainted with the fragrance of wine. , elegant in charm, but also charming and natural, like the immortal and the charming, a perfect combination of contradiction and reality.

 The man said "Huh" and said, "Do you remember what happened when you were a child?"

 Response...so slow! This was the first question she asked! Shui Linglong said in her usual tone: "Remember a little bit." Finally, she looked at him and asked, "Master, do you still remember what happened in your previous life?"

 The man took another sip of wine and said casually, "Well, remember."

"Master, can you talk to me?" Shui Linglong asked casually, not expecting the master who was so eloquent to answer her questions so easily. But to her great surprise, the man agreed. The man pointed to the stone bench opposite: "Sit."

Shui Linglong sat down as instructed. The man walked up to her and looked at her condescendingly. Then, under her dull gaze, he reached out his hand and covered her eyes...

 with the splendid palace, singing and dancing, women wearing golden phoenix clothes, sitting on the main throne, and on both sides sat the concubines of the palace according to their positions, but for some reason, the appearance of these people is not clear. The woman held up the luminous cup, and the armor inlaid with purple rhinestones shone brightly under the candlelight. She looked at the dance in the center of the hall with a half-smile, and took a sip of wine, very elegantly.

An **** whose face could not be seen clearly hunched over and walked quickly in front of her, slapped her in the face, and reported: "I'm reporting to you, your Majesty, that one is making trouble again."

"Are you making trouble again? Don't want to eat?" the woman glanced at him casually and asked.

The **** was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground, shrank and said: "Reply to the lady, he injured the person who brought the food."

“Do you still have the strength to hit someone?” The woman raised her lips, and a meaningful light flashed through her eyes, “Take me to have a look.”

"Yes!" The **** hurriedly got up and stretched out his arm to the woman. The woman supported him and stood up slowly. At the same time, all the singing and dancing maids knelt on the ground. The woman walked gracefully through the crowd. No one dared to let out a breath. Suddenly, a palace maid accidentally sneezed. The woman's brows furrowed slightly, and the **** hurriedly scolded, "Don't drag me down and chop." ?”

The palace maid quickly begged for mercy with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please spare my life! I didn't do this on purpose! I... I contracted the cold..."

 The woman stopped and didn't look at her. She only raised the armor on her left hand and said calmly while looking at it: "Who is the superior?"

The maid in charge of the ceremony knelt down and took a step forward, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, I am your servant."

The **** made a gesture, and immediately two powerful eunuchs dragged her out together with the previous maids.

 Leaving the main hall, the woman and the **** returned to their own palace. She raised her head and glanced at the gold plaque, which read majestically - Chen Palace. The woman smiled lightly, with endless ridicule and indifference, and stepped into the door. Entering the study after many twists and turns, the **** pressed the mechanism on the wall, and the bookcase moved to the right, revealing a bright passage. Before the woman walked into it, she heard a deafening roar from inside: "Kill me if you can! What kind of hero can I be by locking me up here? I killed Zhuge Yu and let you and Zhuge Yu's last child Don’t you hate me so much for being stillborn? Why? Don’t you feel uncomfortable for making me feel like a monkey every day?”

The **** glanced inside awkwardly: "Your Majesty, your Majesty..."

The woman's eyes sharpened: "Your Majesty? Which of your eyes saw the Emperor hiding in my palace?"

The **** quickly lowered his head and denied it: "Oh... I just want to ask, the emperor has been in seclusion for a long time to understand the way of heaven. Does the empress need to move to Hualong Palace to have a look?"

"When will it be your turn to comment on my affairs?" The woman raised her eyebrows arrogantly and walked towards the water prison in front. A handsome man was tied to a stone pillar, and the iron chain penetrated his bones. With each violent struggle, his flesh was cut and pulled, and blood dripped into the water up to his waist, blooming into enchanting bouquets. The woman looked at him condescendingly, the hatred in her eyes rolling in like a vast wave, instantly overwhelming her reason. She picked up a red iron and stamped it on his skin mercilessly...

Shui Linglong was startled and took away the hand covering her eyes: "I didn't do that to Xun Feng!"

The man was silent, and his face was covered by a bamboo hat, making it difficult to see his expression. All he could hear was a sigh that sounded like a smile but not a smile.

Shui Linglong's heart was beating hard and her face turned pale. She pushed her hair back from her temples. Maybe she realized that she had overreacted, so she softened her tone and said, "I didn't recognize Zhuge Yu in my previous life. Zhuge Yu was not killed by Xun Feng either..."

 The man did not answer her words, but once again covered her brows with his hands...

Xun Feng finally died, after being imprisoned in a water prison for two years. But just when Xun Feng's heart stopped beating, all the pictures began to flip sharply at an incredible speed. The car was reversing, the pedestrians were reversing, the old man became young, Shui Linglong walked out of the palace upside down, and she was deeply in love with Zhuge Yu. My sister and brother are one year old, and my sister and brother are half a year old. She suffered from premature labor... Yes, time has gone back!

 In the dark room, Xun Feng regained consciousness again. It was strange that he clearly remembered that he was dead, so why was he still conscious? He is a Ph.D. in economics and medicine from Harvard. After arriving, he became the son of an inconspicuous maid in Pingnan Palace. After unremitting efforts, he overthrew the rule of the Yun family, ascended the throne as emperor, and forcibly accepted Zhenbei. Shui Linglong in the palace was the imperial concubine. In order to regain Shui Linglong, Zhuge Yu started a series of fierce confrontations with him and was eventually killed in battle.

How good he is to Shui Linglong, no one would believe him even if he told her! When he was the "Mu Hua" of Zhenbei Palace, Shui Linglong treated him like a cow and a horse. She bullied him and had his memory sealed, so she tried her best to use him and squeeze out all his value. But even so , he was still deeply attracted by her wisdom. When he regained consciousness, he rebelled and successfully became the emperor, so he also accepted her into the palace. He didn't mind her past use, he just wanted to live a good life with her and pamper her for the rest of his life! But she had been his imperial concubine for eight years, and he hadn't even touched a finger on her!

She was taken by him by force. Well, he did owe her, but how did he pamper her after entering the palace? She wanted wind and rain, and although she was not a queen, she was better than a queen. I don't know how many concubines he had killed openly or secretly, but he tolerated them all one by one. There were as many petitions as snowflakes in the court asking for her execution, and he suppressed them all.

 A minister of the humerus, Shang Zhezi, criticized her for causing harm to the country and the people. It was Daji who was reincarnated. She just looked at the minister with disgust. He ransacked the man's house and exiled him nine thousand miles outside the wall. She was not moved by the fact that he had done this for her. King You of Zhou was playing tricks on the princes, and he was playing tricks on the ministers, burning the Golden Palace beyond recognition. She finally smiled when she looked at the ministers who were running away with their tails between their legs. After that, he took the initiative to invite him to the palace for dinner every day. He thought that she was finally moved and was willing to accept him. When he was happy, he allowed her to enter and leave the imperial study freely and rule the world with him. Unexpectedly, she actually put a chronic poison in the incense! She made him drunk and induced him to become poisonous, and imprisoned him in a water prison. She also stole the jade seal and issued an imperial edict, saying that he wanted to understand the way of heaven and ordered the prince to govern the court. She would supervise the country and kill anyone who disobeyed.

The queen and her were like sisters, and the prince had always been filial to her, so they both believed in her words. Even though she imprisoned him for two full years, no one noticed the clues! At first, he thought that she was sincere towards the queen and the prince. After all, they had lived together in the palace for a while, but seeing the way he played the two of them around, he realized that this woman had no heart. All her heart was given to Zhuge Yu, and also to her and Zhuge Yu’s children! Zhuge Yu died, the fetus was gone, and she became a devil! No matter how much he paid for her, she couldn't see it!

She didn’t know, she was too worried, the fetus was weighing her down, he had to either abort the fetus or collect her body, which one would he choose? Not to mention that the child was not his in the first place. Even if it was his, he could not abandon the adults to protect the child! He put himself in her shoes, and even went so far as to let Jin Shanggong do what he did to change her fate in order to make her the queen. He spent his life! But how did she repay him? The 21st century was too rough. He thought he would never be able to fall in love with anyone in this life. He finally fell in love with her again, but she ruined his feelings like this! This woman is simply disgusting!

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink medicine!" The maid pushed open the door and entered.

Xun Feng's thoughts stopped abruptly: "What did you call me?"

The maid was dumbfounded: "Shi...Sir."

 “What prince?”

 “Ping...the prince of Prince Pingnan...”

 Pingnan Palace? So, he was reborn? Back before the decline of the Xun family? Xun Feng sat up straight: "Bring me the calendar!"

 (End of this chapter)