Remembrance Hibiscus GL

Entering the door to the inner hall of the bedroom, it seems to have been walking for a long time, standing still for a long time, stretching out his hand to gently push aside the bead curtain, but hearing the soft sound of Ding Ran, a blush figure stood up, looking at her with a sweet smile: "I will wait for you!" You have been a long time."

The overwhelming heat wave was blocked outside, and the hall was quiet and cool. The imperial concubine looked at her with a dazed expression. Lian Zhen saw that her face was slightly red, and the tip of her nose was sweating slightly, so she smiled and handed her an ice compress. The used towel came over, and the imperial concubine silently took it and wiped her face, feeling refreshed for a while.

Lian Zhen waited for her to sit down, scooped porridge for her, and said with a smile: "I heard that the weather is hot these days, you are too lazy to eat, so I only prepared porridge for you."

She was in a very good mood and spoke lightly. The imperial concubine glanced at it. There were only a few seasonal vegetables and side dishes that she liked to eat on weekdays. Weibi, with a delicate fragrance, it looks really good with that white jade bowl.

"Thank you for your trouble." The imperial concubine picked up the spoon and flicked it, and took a sip.

The smile on the corner of Lian Zhen's mouth froze slightly, and then returned to normal: "I made this porridge, is it delicious?"

The imperial concubine was startled, but she didn't make a sound. Lian Zhen put her cheeks in both hands, watching her drink the porridge, but felt an indescribable satisfaction in her heart. After a long while, she softly called: "Binglun."

The silver spoon in the imperial concubine's hand paused slightly: "You can't call me that in the future."

"Why? I used to call you that too."

"This moment, that moment." The imperial concubine herself also felt that this reason was a bit weak, and said slowly: "You are not confined in any palace now. When you come out, everything must follow the rules of the harem."

"If that's the case, I'd rather never come out."

There seemed to be crystal clear teardrops in Lian Zhenmei's eyes, but the corners of her mouth were tight, revealing a trace of stubbornness. The imperial concubine did not look at her, and frowned slightly: "I came here today to have a good talk with you, you Now that you have received the favor again, as long as you keep in mind the words of being cautious, no one will be able to do anything difficult for you in the future. Besides, you are so young, if you give birth to a prince for the emperor in the future, you will have a bright future." After a pause, he continued: "As for me You don't have to take it to heart about helping you. Since I know that you have been wronged, how can I just stand by and watch. But the harem is the number one place in the world. If we are as close as before, we will definitely call out There are many disturbances, you are a sensible person - from now on, you should keep your contacts in private."

Her tone was cold, and when she spoke slowly, Lian really didn't seem to hear her, but her face gradually turned pale. The imperial concubine heard that she hadn't moved for a long time, so she couldn't help raising her eyelids, and seeing her tears filled her eyelashes, her expression was sad, and she felt sad. As if being grabbed by something, he reached out to take the emerald jade bowl, bowed his head and drank tea.

"Binglun, I can't do it." Lian Zhen sat blankly for a while, and finally said: "I miss you every day, I want to see you every day, you can't say such things to me."

Her voice was very soft, as if she was confiding, or begging, which was unbearable to hear, and the imperial concubine's expression changed suddenly: "You know what you are talking about..."

Before the words were finished, Lian Zhen had stood up, and the imperial concubine felt a soft and slippery little hand gently covering her lips, and she was unable to utter a word.

"Tick tock, tick tock..." The ice cubes in the crystal jar were gradually melting, and the slight sound could be clearly heard in the quiet hall, making the surroundings even more peaceful.

Her hand was still on her lips, a faint fragrance that was not familiar to her, gently enveloping her, refreshing her heart, as if she was sitting on a cloud, the memory hidden deep in her heart became alive again.

The summer afternoon was extremely quiet. Runlan leaned against the threshold and dozed off one after another. Seeing her, her eyes widened in shock. She hurriedly put her hand to her lips, and softly hissed: "Where's Miss Biao?"

"Miss Biao put herself inside and hasn't come out for half a day."

She waved her hand to let Runlan go down, but she pushed open the door herself. The girl was lying facing the bed, as if she didn't know that someone was coming in. She smiled and went up to accompany her: "Okay, okay, don't be awkward, I said I made a mistake, and I will accompany you." He stretched out his hand to grab her shoulder, but saw her face covered with tears, was surprised and distressed, and quickly hugged her into his arms: "Wan'er, why are you crying?"

She tightly grasped the clothes on her shoulders: "Binglun, you can't... you can't say such things to me."

"I was just joking." She said in a hurry: "If I talk about getting married again in the future, I won't be allowed..."

She was crying like pear blossoms and rain, but she stretched out her hand and gently pressed her lips, sobbing that she could hardly speak: "Binglun, what you said scares me. Fear."

"Binglun..." Lian Zhen called out like a raving, pulling her thoughts back from a distant place. She was stunned for a while, then slowly pulled her hand away, held it in her hand, and then stood up, Lian Zhen I felt that her eyes suddenly became hot and sad, although I felt strange in my heart, but the hand was held so tightly by her, full of happiness filled my chest, but it was also filled with endless sadness, tenderness, Unexpectedly, the tears fell down, but he didn't want her to see him, so he snuggled into her arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, and gently closed his eyes.

The imperial concubine froze for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Okay, don't cry."

Lian Zhen was choked with sobs, one hand was held by her, but the other tightly grasped her clothes, the imperial concubine sighed, feeling pity spontaneously, she stretched out her hand to hug her, but there was a knock on the door outside, she Shocked, she hastily separated from Lianzhen, looked sideways, Baozhen hastily pulled up the curtain and came in, before she had time to salute, she saw Lianzhen's reddish eye sockets, she couldn't help being stunned.

Lian Zhen's face turned cold: "Didn't I tell you to wait outside?"

Seeing that her voice was different from usual, Baozhen stuttered in fright: "Master...Master, Eunuch Liang who is beside the emperor is here."

"What is he here for?" Lian Zhen's heart sank, she took the towel and gently wiped the tears on her face,

"He came to pass on the emperor's oral order, saying that he called the young master to serve in Changle Palace."

Before Lian Zhen could speak, the imperial concubine had already said: "Since the emperor called you, I will take my leave. Thank you for your hospitality today."

Lian really wanted her to stay, but she couldn't utter a word, almost bit her lip, stayed there for a long time, and finally calmed down, and said in a low voice, "Send off the empress."

The weather in summer is unpredictable, originally the sky was clear, but when Lian Zhen came out of Changle Palace, the sky was already covered with dark clouds, the rumbling thunder made one's heart skip a beat, and soon it began to rain.

Lianzhen returned home like an arrow, returned to Xiefang Palace, did not order the maidservants, picked out clothes and changed into them herself, Baozhen asked suspiciously: "Master, let's go out?"

"Well, I'm going to Qingquan Palace."

Baozhen couldn't understand why, she didn't know why she changed into plain and inconspicuous clothes when she went to see the emperor, but when she went to Qingquan Palace, she put on luxurious clothes and her favorite jewels, but it was hard to ask.

Hengbo looked outside, and persuaded him: "Is there something important for the young master to find the imperial concubine? Let's go another day. It's raining so hard, what if we get a little wet and catch a cold?"

"I must go there. Quickly, tell them to prepare the sedan chair."

Seeing that she was determined to go, Hengbo had no choice but to agree: "Yes, slaves, let them prepare."

It was pitch black all around, you couldn't see your fingers, and it was filled with water vapor. Several eunuchs held umbrellas and illuminated the road in front of and behind the glass palace lanterns. put it down.

Sang Rong and several young maids came up to meet her, Lian Zhen got off the sedan chair, saw that the eunuchs were all drenched, she turned her head apologetically and said: "Aunt Sang Rong, they..."

Sang Rong understood what she meant, and immediately smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master, the slaves will take them to change their clothes." As she said that, she winked, and a little palace lady immediately said obediently: "The father-in-laws come with me , Go drink a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the rain."

Then Lian Zhen hurriedly asked: "Is the imperial concubine asleep now?"

Sang Rong shook her head: "Your Majesty is writing right now, please follow me, my lord."

A few giant candles were burning on the candlestick, illuminating the room as brightly as day. The imperial concubine was wearing a homely apricot yellow silk dress, with a simple bun, with a graceful demeanor, as if she was concentrating on the pen and paper .Lian Zhen was holding a cup of hot tea in both hands, but her heart was getting colder and colder. After waiting for a long time, she finally said timidly: "Binglun."

"I said, don't call me that again."

"Are you mad at me?"

"Concubine Lian, you are serious." She paused the pen in her hand, but still did not raise her head: "Why do I bother you? You are deeply favored now, and it is too late for me to value you."

This understatement, like the sharpest knife, pierced deeply into Lianzhen's heart. She took a step back involuntarily, and her face became paler under the candlelight, without even a trace of blood.

"Ice Wheel, you...you..."

Lian Zhen stood there with tears in her eyes.She didn't seem to see her, she lightly raised her white wrist, and the wolf hair soaked in thick ink fell steadily, and when a line of characters was about to be finished, she said lightly: "Besides, do I hate you? What matters? You have to know that women have always been men's vassals, and this is even more so in this harem. No matter where you are, you can only look at the emperor with your eyes, and you can only hold the emperor's emotions in your heart."

Lian Zhen's voice gradually became quieter: "But, what should I do? Now I can only look at you in my eyes, and I only want to pretend to be your joy, anger, sorrow and joy in my heart."

Her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, a round ink slowly overflowed from the tip, and fell onto the snow-white paper with a thud.She looked at the damaged scroll in front of her, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she felt that there was some inexplicable sour-sweet emotion in her heart, which was slowly spreading around like the ink on the paper. open.

The rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier, like pouring down, crackling on the window, and it seems to be hitting people's hearts every sound.The imperial concubine was silent for a long time, put the pen on the engraved pine, cypress and white jade pen holder, and walked slowly in front of her: "So what? You can't help yourself, and I can't do anything, right?"