Adore Trick of Beauty

She whimpered and cried in the quilt like a wounded animal. Someone lifted her quilt, and she raised her hazy tearful eyes, but it was Yang Zhi who had not appeared in front of her for a long time. He looked at her with inexplicable pity,

Eunuch Yang... Nie Wushuang shed tears and threw herself into his arms: Do you have to do this?

Yang Zhi carries the refreshing fragrance of incense on his body. He is like her father and brother. He just stays by her side silently, teaching her what to do and how to go. He never leaves her without any complaints. At this moment, looking around in the huge harem, she had no one but him to whom she could confide her heart.

Yang Zhi took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the tears on her face, and then said slowly: I heard what His Highness just said. I have heard too much and seen too much in the palace. No concubine has ever been able to Even if you are lucky enough to be favored by the emperor, few people will end up well. Your Highness's words are for the sake of the empress. If the empress wants to be with the emperor for a long time, she must first stand above all people.

Nie Wushuang stared at him blankly. Yang Zhi tidied her hair and said with emotion: Your Majesty, you should be lucky to have such a charming appearance and such luck. Your Majesty, if you don't fight in the harem, you will be at a disadvantage. There is no such thing as a harem. There will be people who will show even the slightest mercy to the losers. The suffering that I have suffered is not to make you stagnate now.

Nie Wushuang looked at the pale lotus face in the bronze mirror, finally sighed and covered his tears.

Fighting is to stay by his side...

Fight, and eventually fall into a quagmire...

She was not the green lotus swaying in the wind as Xiao Fengming thought... It turned out that this was where she was most painful and uneasy.

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Yang Zhi was waiting in front of Nie Wushuang again. The maids and chamberlains in the Yonghua Palace all speculated about the hidden secret, but no one could get the slightest clue from Nie Wushang's calm expression as before. Nie Wushuang thought that Deshun was calculating, but he saw that he had been smiling for several days, and there was no sign of displeasure at all.

Yang Zhi sighed: Deshun is a cruel person and can be tolerated. He is a good knife when used, but he must be careful not to hurt his hands.

Nie Wushuang nodded, specially called Deshun, and said in front of Yang Zhi: From now on, you two will be my right-hand men, and no one is allowed to cause trouble in private.

Both said yes. Nie Wushuang looked at the two people leaving with a complicated look in her beautiful eyes.

The queen wanted to promise Qiu Meng to Xiao Fengqing as a concubine, but she was frustrated in front of Xiao Fengqing. Xiao Fengqing refused on the spot, saying that she already had enough wives and concubines in her house and did not want to accept any more brides. His ruthlessness made the queen very embarrassed, and even made Qiu Meng collapse and cry. Seeing that the glory and wealth were right in front of her, she was now flying away like this. What's more, once this matter was revealed, it would be difficult for her to gain a foothold in the palace.

The most favored maid from the queen's side suddenly fell to the fate of being kicked out of the palace. Qiu Meng shed tears every day, and everyone in the palace only looked at her jokes and waited for a good show.

One day, Concubine Shu went to the Imperial Garden for a walk, but saw scoldings coming from Yinanxuan. She sent someone to investigate, and soon the palace servant who inquired about the news came back and replied: It's Miss Qiu Meng who was raped. The guards rushed out.

Concubine Shu saw the snickering looks on everyone's faces, and her heart moved: Go, come find her, I will persuade her.

After a while, the palace servants brought Qiu Meng, who was crying miserably. Concubine Shu looked at the former delicate and proud palace maid in such a miserable state, and couldn't help but sigh: Oh, what a sin...

Shu Fei, you have to make the decision for this slave. This slave really belongs to the prince. If the prince doesn't want this slave anymore, it would be better for this slave to die... Wuwu... Qiu Meng cried while pulling on Shu Fei's sleeves. , his eyes were as swollen as walnuts. Not to mention men, even women would be frightened by this look and take three steps back.

Disgust flashed in Concubine Shu's eyes, but soon she regained her composure and said softly: Come, tell me what is going on. There are rumors in the palace that you seduced His Highness Prince Rui...

Qiu Meng's eyes showed her guilt, but she immediately cried sadly: Shu Fei Mingjian, the thing is like this...

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The pattering spring rain finally stopped, the sky finally cleared up, and the snow disappeared from the sky and the earth, as if everything became green and lovely in an instant. In the bright spring light of April, the envoys of Qi finally arrived in Yingjing to discuss the division of Qin.

This time the Qi envoy came in a grand manner and brought many gifts to meet Xiao Fengming. When Nie Wushuang heard about this, he was feeding the tribute parrots in the palace. This parrot is colorful and can speak some simple words under the careful training of the bird trainer, which is particularly interesting. Xiao Fengming saw that she was depressed recently, so he collected some novelties to relieve her boredom. Although Nie Wushuang didn't like birds, she couldn't bear to refuse his kindness. What's more, who can refuse the emperor's wishes?

Yang Zhi said: It seems that the Qi envoy is not led by Gu Qinghong this time.

Nie Wushuang put down the golden plectrum, and a sneer escaped from his delicate red lips: I think he resigned and is recuperating in Qi State.

Less than two days after she said this, she met Gu Qinghong in front of Qiyun Palace. The weather was fine that day, the bright spring light was shining brightly, and the green weeping willows were everywhere, like thousands of green silk ribbons, touching one's face. In this green color, she saw Gu Qinghong coming from the flowers and willows.

Nie Wushuang stopped and lowered his eyes. Sometimes the situation is so wonderful. The more people you don't want to see, you can meet them from all over the world.

Gu Qinghong was dressed in a plain white scholar's uniform, his temples were slightly gray, his face was as handsome as before and his face was as handsome as the bright moon, and his elegance was heart-breaking. He parted the willow branches and was talking to the servant beside him.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a picturesque and graceful figure in the green bushes.

He paused and looked at Nie Wushuang, dragging her long neon skirt, slowly walking towards him.

Nie Wushang looked at the Qiyun Palace next to the Nongyun Palace and knew that he was here to visit the concubine Qi Yan in the Nongyun Palace, so he slowly walked up to him and looked at him with a half-smile. Gu Qinghong: It turns out to be Mr. Gu Xiangguo.

Gu Qinghong looked at Nie Wushuang in front of him. Her hair is combed into a high bun, and a white lotus-shaped forehead ornament hangs from her smooth forehead. The thin jade material is carved from the finest mutton-fat white jade. The snow-white jade contrasted with her alluring face, as cold as ice and snow, yet impossible to ignore. The look in her black and white eyes was as dark as a deep pool, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

He slowly knelt down and paid homage to Nie Wushuang: Gu Qinghong, a common man, pays homage to the imperial concubine. The empress is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old.

Nie Wushuang stretched out his hand, held it up, and said calmly: No courtesy.

Gu Qinghong stood up. The warm spring breeze blew across their cheeks, and the wind fluttered his long sleeves. His thin face made her slightly confused in the breeze. The past events blew into her heart with the spring breeze, turning into thin needles and piercing her. Heart.

She suddenly smiled, with a light and cold smile: Mr. Gu, have you ever thought about today's ending?

Gu Qinghong's expression remained unchanged. He looked at Nie Wushuang in front of him quietly and asked, What kind of ending is the empress referring to?

Nie Wushuang had never thought that one day she would be able to talk to him so calmly since she came to Yingguo. She smiled and said, The emperor whom Mr. Gu is loyal to abandoned you in the end. Such an ending really surprises me.

Gu Qinghong lowered his head, and after a long while he slowly said: Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence. For Qinghong, this ending is not the worst.

Nie Wushuang looked at the palace and willows in front of her, and saw the endless spring scenery. I wonder if it was today's spring scenery that made her want to talk.

Hoping that it was Gu Qinghong today who could slightly vent the darkness in her heart, she suddenly asked: Master Gu, what kind of hatred do you have with the Nie family?

Gu Qinghong raised his head with complicated eyes: The imperial concubine doesn't want to know, nor does she feel the need to know.

Nie Wushuang smiled coldly, and his eyes gradually revealed a deep anger: Yes, Mr. Gu has taught me that I am indeed asking too many questions!

After saying this, she led the palace servants and left in a puff of her sleeves.

Behind him, that bright gaze watched her leave. His eyes turned back and forth thousands of times, and he turned around and left after a long time.

Nie Wushuang walked a long way, and then he held on to the tree trunk beside him. The pain in his heart suddenly hit him, and the pain was beyond words. Yang Zhi stepped forward worriedly: Mother, are you okay?

Nie Wu's eyes showed hatred, and he broke a branch with a click and said coldly: Go and find out! Find out what happened to the Xie family in Huainan back then! I want to know why he can stay out of the matter like this!

His calmness made the hatred in her heart even stronger than before. Even her current glory and favor could not move him in the slightest. Why! On what basis! !

Yes! I obey! Yang Zhi said solemnly after finishing speaking.

Nie Wushuang suddenly stopped him: Ask His Highness Prince Rui. He should know more.

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