Tangled

Early winter came, and the wind was already bitter. Su Qingwan was wearing a big cloak and sitting in the pavilion fishing. After a while, the lake would freeze and there would be no more fishing.

"Your Majesty's body, is it not enough now?"

Concubine Ban Chen's voice sounded behind her, Su Qingwan didn't turn her head, but just responded casually: "Yes, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter."

"Ms. Concubine Shu is really good at tricks." Concubine Ban Chen walked behind Su Qingwan and looked at the slightly trembling buoy, which was a sign that a fish was about to take the bait.

"My palace didn't do anything." Su Qingwan smiled softly, "Your Majesty has been taking pills for a long time, and the death of the empress has been a big blow. If you don't restrain yourself in the past few months, you have ruined your body by counting daughters at night. , what does it have to do with me."

"Your Majesty, you really left yourself completely alone." Concubine Ban Chen laughed, what Su Qingwan said was correct, but Su Qingwan didn't say the reason why the emperor suddenly became licentious.

"Whoever it is, no Concubine Chen can leave it clean." Su Qingwan raised her head and smiled meaningfully at Concubine Ban Chen. Just at this moment, the buoy suddenly disappeared, Su Qingwan flicked the pole vigorously, and a red carp drew an arc in the air The thread fluttered on the ground in the pavilion.

Concubine Ban Chen took a deep breath and nodded approvingly.

"My palace is going back, Concubine Chen should go back earlier, don't catch the wind and cold." Su Qingwan signaled the little eunuch to throw the red carp back into the water, got up, turned around and left.

"I once summoned Jiang Zhongxuan in private," Concubine Ban Chen said, Su Qingwan stopped, neither of them turned around, just turned their backs to each other, Concubine Ban Chen continued, "The prescription he gave you is just better than your previous one. If you take a little tonic, it won't lose your lifespan."

Su Qingwan smiled lightly, her nose sore, but her voice was still smiling: "I knew it a long time ago."

Concubine Ban Chen heard the footsteps behind her fading away, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and then she sighed long, watching the koi fish swaying in the water.

·

On the second day of November, the emperor passed away. Before he died, an imperial decree was given to concubine Shu, Su Shijiu wine, to calm the anger of the ministers.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, he announced that the whole world would observe filial piety for the emperor in March, respect his mother and concubine Song as the empress dowager, and then pardon the whole world to show his kindness.

On the ninth day of November, the emperor went to the funeral and was buried with Empress Sheng Xiaoren in the imperial mausoleum. Concubine Su was buried in the mausoleum to reward her family members generously.

·

Ban Lianming gently pushed open the door of the cold palace, and the sound of the harp in the room wafted around the beams, winding and melodious.

Ban Lianming waved her hands, signaling the maids behind her to back down, then put her hands in her sleeves and held the hand stove, and stood quietly at the door watching An Yiran playing the piano.

"It's been a long time since I've heard the sound of a harp in the palace." Ban Lianming sighed softly, "It's been more than ten years since the song Fengming Nine Heavens has been played."

An Yiran didn't answer the words, just immersed in the music blindly.

Ban Lianming looked at the indifferent An Yiran, and couldn't help but smile slightly, this is probably the most respectable person in the cold palace.

At the end of the song, An Yiran raised her hand to stop the strings, looked up at Ban Lianming: "I don't know why the concubine is here today?"

"I'm going to leave in the afternoon and go to Fahua Temple to lead my practice. Now come to talk to my old friend. After tomorrow, I will be the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns for a lifetime." Ban Lianming said, sitting on the spotless couch beside her. Next, when An Yiran entered the cold palace, the emperor allowed her to bring Wen Hui with her, and the palace she lived in was also the best one in the cold palace.

"The ancient Qingdeng Buddha is not a relief." An Yiran smiled, and gently stroked Konghou's phoenix head. If other old people in the palace were here, they would know that it was Chu Qingyun's Fengshou Konghou: "Actually, there is one thing I can't figure out. You adopted your son to King Yi. This is clearly a move not to participate in the party struggle. Why do you want to help Song Yi? You are so talented and supportive. Is your son not good?"

"I didn't help the current Empress Dowager, but I helped Su Qingwan." Ban Lianming looked around the room, only there was a stone pot on the table, so she resisted the desire to drink tea.

"Su Qingwan..." An Yiran shook her head again and again, and sighed, "I underestimated her."

"Every step you take in the party struggle is perfect. You erode the prince's strength little by little, and make the prince lose popular support step by step. Even if the queen mother is always on guard, she can't hold back the long flow of water. You are the only way to go. One wrong step is to kill Mu Luoluo." Ban Lianming straightened her skirt and looked at An Yiran leisurely, "I'm curious, why did you insist on killing Mu Luoluo?"

"Su Qingwan and Song Yi have always been on good terms, and they have no children. Now that there is a turmoil between the parties, she will definitely lean towards Song Yi. I thought that if I killed Mu Luoluo, I would be able to defeat Su Qingwan in one fell swoop and make her unable to recover from it." An Yiran laughed lightly at herself, and shook her head, "But I didn't expect that she would be the most uncontrollable player in my whole game of chess. Since then, all my hard work has been wasted."

"I once had a hand-in-hand conversation with Mu Luoluo in the Shangqing Palace. Her moves seemed reckless and disorderly, but in fact she was hiding her murderous intentions every step of the way. Some of her moves seemed to outsiders to fall into a trap, but Finally, when the chess game is over, if you look at the overall situation, you will be able to see something strange." Ban Lianming leaned forward slightly, looking directly at An Yiran, "every step she takes, she is living towards death."

"I underestimated her." An Yiran smiled in relief. Su Qingwan's actions during this period of time are not living towards death.

"Do you hate it? Because this person ruined his whole life's hard work and folded the whole Anjia into it." Ban Lianming straightened up and looked at An Yiran who was slowly closing her eyes. The light outside was shining through the window edge. When he came in, most of it was covered by himself, and finally fell on An Yiran's face, half-light and half-dark.

"I am An Yi, but my skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to admit defeat. As for my family, it was destroyed by a greedy word, selling salt, raising private soldiers and selling officials. I don't know anything about these things. I only know that there seems to be a big move at home, but I don't know They are so greedy, it really damages the reputation of literati. By the time I know it, it is irreparable." An Yiran shook her head and sighed, "Actually, Mu Luoluo didn't die, right? You let her go."

"Yes, but how did you know?" Ban Lianming was quite surprised.

"I didn't know at first, but later, my An family's business suffered repeated setbacks, and I began to doubt it. When Su Qingwan took out the salt field deed to expose the An family's sale of private salt, I was sure." An Yiran opened her eyes and seemed to smile. She looked at Ban Lianming with a nonchalant smile, "Do you think the Mu family's property is clean? Why did she find out about this land deed? It's because the Mu family also has a private salt farm in the northwest. I found out about this, but I didn't say anything. Because the building is about to collapse, I have no power to recover, so I let go and give her the Mu family a way out."

After An Yiran finished speaking, she laughed, she laughed, and she shed tears. She let the Mu family live, but who can let the An family live.

"It's getting late, and I should go back." Ban Lianming got up as he spoke, and when he passed by the small table in front of An Yiran, his sleeves seemed to brush unintentionally.

The door closed with a click, blocking the wind and snow outside and even the secular world, An Yiran looked at the small porcelain bottle left by Ban Lianming in front of him, and smiled more and more desolately.

·

Song Yi stood on Lanyue Pavilion, looking at Gan Lin's gate from a distance, and the new emperor and concubines came slowly.

"What is the Queen Mother looking at?" Zhou Xunfang came slowly from behind and stood by Song Yi's side.

"The Ai family is watching, the situation in our area has stopped, what kind of struggle will the next generation stir up." Song Yi turned her head and smiled slightly at Zhou Zhaoyi, "Su Qingwan is gone?"

"Ruan Taipin went to see her off. Mu Luoluo just came back from the northwest today." Zhou Zhaoyi breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his hand to catch a snowflake, and watched it slowly melt in his palm. Those who have this heart will stay together for a lifetime."

"The blessings cultivated in the previous life are not envied by others." Song Yi smiled, raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhou Xunfang, "When are you leaving?"

"Concubine Ban is leaving this afternoon, I just want to go with her." Zhou Xunfang replied.

"You all left, leaving Ai's family alone." Song Yi sighed softly, "That's all, everyone has their own wishes."

"Congratulations to the queen mother, she is on the top of no one. From then on, she will be in power and live forever."

·

"I can only send it here. You go straight along this road and go out of the corner gate. She will wait for you there." Ruan Heng stopped and kissed Su Qingwan.

"Thanks to you, this kindness may only be repaid in the next life." Su Qingwan took Ruan Heng's hands and said reluctantly.

"Help you, it's both like-mindedness and Miss' request, and my selfishness is also in it, so it's not a repayment." Ruan Heng shook his head with a smile, then suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to take a piece of paper from Zisu's hand. Sandalwood box: "You've been taking too much tonic these days. The journey back to Suzhou is long and bumpy, and you may not be able to bear it. Take this box of incense with you and burn it when you stay at the hotel at night. It will relieve you."

"Thank you, sister." Su Qingwan's nose soured, and she couldn't help rushing over to hug Ruan Heng.

Ruan Heng smiled lightly, raised his hand and patted Su Qingwan's back: "Okay, let's go, don't make her wait."

"En." Su Qingwan raised her head, although she tried her best to hold back her tears, she couldn't stop her tears. Everyone knew in their hearts that after this farewell, there was no hope of seeing each other again in this life.

"Let's go." Ruan Heng took a step back, looked at Su Qingwan with a smile and nodded.

Su Qingwan burst into tears, turned her head every three steps, and walked out dozens of steps. Ruan Heng was still standing where she was, her long grass-blue dress looked very reassuring in the white snow dancing all over the sky. She had been doing this all these years, like a A phoenix tree stood quietly behind Su Qingwan, always there.

After leaving the corner gate, even if she completely left the palace, Su Qingwan couldn't help but stop and look back. This gorgeous cage with red walls and blue tiles buried her 13 years, and she didn't know how many women's lives were buried.

Looking at the palace wall in the wind and rain, the old man Hongyan Yi doesn't know.

"Qing Wan."

A soft call sounded from behind, the familiar voice of thinking day and night, tears welled up in Su Qingwan's eyes in an instant, and she turned around suddenly, only to see:

Mu Luoluo, who was wearing a long peach-colored dress, was holding an oil-paper umbrella painted in green ink, and was standing beside the carriage with a smile. The heavier and heavier snow fell quietly on the umbrella.

Su Qingwan lifted the hem of her skirt and ran over, threw herself into Mu Luoluo's arms, wrapped her arms around her neck, buried her face in her neck, surrounded by the familiar fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, Su Qingwan felt that she had no regrets in this life .

"I'll come and take you home."

(End of the article)

The author has something to say:

Flowers are over~

It has been more than 100 days since I wrote this article, thank you little angels for your favorites, updates, comments and nutrient solution. Although I failed to sign a contract smoothly, Chi Yu is still very happy to be able to share such a story with the little angels~

Tomorrow will start to update the episode, there will probably be three to four articles, and I will repeat all the previous foreshadowing, especially what Mu Luoluo experienced in the end, Chi Yu will explain clearly~

There is a plan to write an article with a modern background from the perspective of a sub-cp. As for putting it in the side story of this article, I should open a new article and let Chiyu think about it_(:з」∠)_

ps. I don’t know if the little angels noticed a detail. In this chapter, after the emperor’s death, all the ladies used their real names. Maybe everyone is not familiar with the names of the girls, but you should be able to tell who they are by looking at the surname Whose is it? As for why there is such a detail, the next chapter will have the answer~

Thank you again for your support, love you [bow