queen's captive gl

On the Shangyuan Festival, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven and praying for blessings at Dayin Temple went smoothly and ended successfully. Emperor Xixi got his satisfactory answer, and naturally he was very happy to return to the palace to hold a banquet.

That night, Hua Guyue climbed up to the tall building and looked down at the entire Dachendidu with an absolutely tall attitude.

Tonight is the night of the full moon, the sky is cloudless, and there are countless shining stars in the galaxy in the sky. I can see that there is one more star next to the flickering Dongzhu star in the sky, and this star has the power to compete with the Dongzhu star. of light.

Hua Guyue didn't need to check the astrolabe in her palm to know that Dong Zhu Xing represented the Emperor Da Chen, and that the Bei Chen Xing next to it, which had been looming in recent years, represented the Queen of Mo Bei.

In the past month, she watched the sky every night, watching Dongzhu star gradually dimming, and Beichen star recently shined brightly, suppressing Dongzhu star.

With the approach of the Beichen star tonight, the Dongzhu star is almost on the verge of disappearing. It seems that Emperor Xixi's time is numbered.

Could it be that she is the overlord of this world?

There was a cold smile on the corner of Hua Guyue's mouth, if that was the case, Wan Qixue won this world, she couldn't think of anything interesting in this world!

There was a slight wind, her clothes were still, her eyebrows did not move, and her vermilion lips whispered a word: "Second Senior Brother, stay safe!"

"I haven't seen you for five years, and my junior sister still looks like that!" A black figure came out from the darkness and said softly.

"Second senior brother is still the same, as he said, as if you can see it." Hua Guyue smiled, with a charming face, but it's a pity that the visitor has no eyesight!

Yes, the young man in coarse linen and linen, as gentle as jade, is out-and-out blind.

Junbu smiled, and the light in those eyes seemed to stop forever, "Hearing the sound is like seeing a person, as long as you look with your heart, what you see is truer than the naked eye."

He is still so easily satisfied, as if he is the happiest person in the world, completely forgetting that he is still blind.In fact, what is it like to be blind?Why can't I be like him, maybe I should be like him, full of love for life, never only grateful but not complaining, how happy and comfortable I am!

Hua Guyue laughed at herself, she actually envied a blind man.

Junbushi approached her, but kept a distance of just three steps, and smiled, "Here she is!"

Hua Guyue's eyes flickered for a moment, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, "Could it be that she came to kill the emperor?"

Junbu shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, I can feel that there is no hostility in her body, and there are other thoughts in her heart."

"Ha!" Hua Guyue said with a smile: "In addition to restoring the country and the world, the lords of Xueyu Palace in the past are just cold women who are heartless and desireless. Wan Qixue actually has other thoughts, interesting, really interesting Tight."

Jun Bucheng said again: "Her thoughts are related to the word love, and she is still a woman."

Hua Guyue raised her thin eyebrows, and the gleam in her eyes shot at him, "Why did you come to tell me this?"

"I thought Junior Sister wanted to know about this." Jun Bulou showed a slight smile on his face, "The more chaotic the world is, the happier you are, isn't it?"

Hua Guyue turned him a glance, even though he couldn't see it, she said calmly: "If the world is not chaotic and the overlord does not appear, how can it be stable? Besides, after the chaos, there will be great order."

It’s rare for you to laugh loudly, just listening to his voice makes people feel very happy, “No wonder the old master said that the younger sister is the most talented and far-sighted among all the disciples. It’s a pity that you Walked out of the teacher's door too early!"

For this praise, Hua Guyue laughed it off.Looking far away, that is the gathering point of the Lantern Festival in the Chaoyang Street Market. Although the thousands of lanterns are shining brightly, it is also a boring day every year.

With the sound of "swipe", bright and eye-catching flames exploded in the sky, still beautiful, but in Hua Guyue's eyes, it seemed that it was not comparable to a star in the sky.

She was surprised to find that at this moment, a new star with the same light as Beichen star suddenly appeared between Dongzhuxing and Beichenxing!

It seems to absorb the light of both, slowly becoming a little more spectacular and radiant.

A charming smile appeared on Hua Guyue's lips, "It seems that Emperor Xixi is definitely defeated, but who is this overlord?"

Junbushi listened carefully, and calmly said: "But another overlord appeared?"

"Hmm!" Hua Guyue looked at him and saw the second senior brother was very interested, "It seems that it has nothing to do with you, and it is useless for you to ask."

"No!" Junbu smiled and said, "Junior Sister, how about we compete in a game? We will win or lose in a game."

Hua Guyue's eyes lit up, and she said, "What are you betting on? How do you bet?"

"I bet Xinbaxing wins. If I win, you will retire from the court and stay away from politics. If you win, I will give you the "Book from Heaven."

"Okay." Hua Guyue said without hesitation, the corners of her lips became more and more curved, "It's worth a gamble!"

Xiyun Palace.

For Concubine Ji, who spent half of her life in the palace, the banquet in Shangyuanye was nothing out of the ordinary. She returned to the palace not long after the routine palace banquet started.

Concubine Ji's personal maids all know that the only thing the empress does on this night of the year is to paint, although they have never seen the portraits painted by the empress.

The maids prepared the painting tools in the small wing of the outer hall, and retreated.

Concubine Ji sat on the soft cushion, the eyebrows and eyelashes on the peach blossom eyes trembled slightly, seven different colors of paints were prepared from left to right on the short table, the viscosity and color were just right, and the spread of pure white silk was smoothed , then took the pen and dipped the crimson paint, and lightly tapped it on the silk.

Her expression was focused, and she was so serious about every stroke, so that time passed by little by little, and her exposed hands were already a little stiff from the cold, and she didn't notice it until the middle of the night, "Boom!—Boom! Boom!"

Concubine Ji stopped her pen and looked at the picture of beauties on the silk, her icy face softened a lot, her eyes were as tender as water.

And those cold jade hands unconsciously clasped together, as if this could give him a little warmth.Many years ago, it was also on such a night that she painted her first painting...

"My sister draws really well, I will draw a picture for Ru'er every year from now on, okay...Ah! My sister's hands are turning red from the cold, please cover Ru'er!"

"It's just red from the cold, why are you crying?"

"Ru'er loves my sister."

"Silly boy!"

"Huh? Why is it given to Xiao Yangzi?"

"Who pretended to be the little eunuch at the beginning and said he was Xiao Yangzi?"

"Uh, Yang is Ru'er's character, that's right..."

"..."

"Ru'er is wrong, sister, don't be angry!"

"Wrong, how should I be punished?"

"Uh... um!"

At this time, a gust of wind came in from the window, and with the faint fragrance of flowers, a white petal floated onto the painting that had just been completed, it was the plum blossom.

She held the plum blossoms in her hands in a daze, and murmured: "Yueru, are you here?"

If not, how could Xiyun Palace, which is halfway across the palace, smell the fragrance of plum blossoms in Plum Garden?Where did this plum petal come from? "15 years! Since you left, you came back to see me for the first time. Are you still complaining that I didn't rush back to see you for the last time? Do you want to know why..." Ji Concubine's lips floated a trace of bitterness smile, "But, it's too late!"

Recalling the sad past, Concubine Ji's entire shoulders were trembling, and she couldn't help herself.

But at this time, there was a commotion outside the wing room, a group of messy footsteps gradually approaching, and the door was pulled open, "Sister, you are so unkind, is there such a thing as repaying kindness with hatred?"

Hongli rushed in angrily, but was stunned for the next moment. How could the concubine Ji Gui, who was so cold and cold, look so tearful and fragile?

Seeing her pitiful look like this made her heart throb.

"Imperial concubine, she and Concubine Shen insisted on breaking in, and the servants couldn't stop them!" The maids, who were a step behind, knelt on the ground and explained obediently.

"Get out, get out of this palace!"

"Yes, please calm down!" The maids didn't dare to lift their heads, and never dared to glance at the master from entering to leaving.

And the instigator didn't move at all, after Concubine Ji gave a cold roar, she no longer looked like she was crying, but her cold eyes still stared at the person, "If you are not too thick-skinned, then you are deaf Bar."

Hongli blinked her winking eyes and returned to normal. She pursed her lips and smiled and said, "What are you talking about, my sister blocked that lecherous ghost for my sister in Yuheng Palace this afternoon, shouldn't my sister thank me!"

In the whole palace, she is the only one who dares to call Da Chen's emperor like that in the palace!

Concubine Ji snorted coldly and said, "Don't be pretentious here, the concubine in the harem will do anything to get the favor and let you get what you want, and I want to thank you from the palace? Heh!"

Hongli sighed exaggeratedly: "It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know a good heart!"

Concubine Ji was unhappy, and said angrily, "Who do you call a dog?"

Hongli laughed "chih", and said: "Sister, don't be angry, it's my sister who said something wrong, I just need to pay you for it."

Reaching out her hand not to hit the smiling face, looking at the smiling face, Concubine Ji suddenly realized that there is beauty in beauty, but it is not as annoying as before.Together with this thought, she immediately suppressed it again, and said: "It's already late at night, if you run here, aren't you afraid that the emperor will not find you and wait in a hurry?"

Only then did Hongli stop staring at her, and said leisurely, "Sister, you don't need to worry about this, he can play well by himself."

She didn't finish her sentence, her eyes fell on the short table, and the lifelike beauty of white silk made her eyes freeze, "Princess Hanyue? It seems a little different..."

Hongli put her mind on the painting, muttered to herself, and stepped forward to get a better look, but Concubine Ji had already covered the painting with silk and stared at her.

"My sister can rest assured of my younger sister!" Hongli smiled embarrassingly, sat down cross-legged, and looked into her eyes, "We are all the same, but just someone else's pawn, no one hurts the other!"

Concubine Ji's heart moved, but she didn't reveal anything on her face, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Hongli's eyes were tightly locked on her face, and she said calmly: "Last year, I went to Nanli's imperial city and met many high-ranking officials and nobles. I almost became Nanli's queen."

"So you are..." Concubine Ji looked at her in astonishment, and said those three words, "Red lady!"

Let alone people from Nanli or people from Dachen, last year we all knew that the emperor of Nanli was infatuated with a prostitute named Hong Niangzi. The most powerful official turned his back on him and insisted on making Hong Niangzi his queen... On the day before the conferment, Hong Niangzi fell into a sudden illness and unfortunately passed away, and this farce ended.

Such a sharp twist in the plot, no one can guess the clues, but unfortunately, the authorities were confused, and the Emperor Nanli couldn't afford it since then, and he had no intention of governing, and left most of the government affairs to the new crown prince.

Hongli laughed at herself: "Perhaps this is retribution. I once caused Nanli's Empress Xiao to be abolished, and now I am also trapped in a deep palace. In the future..." She sighed faintly, and the tone of her words changed instantly, "Come back to business! I found a very interesting thing in the imperial city of Nanli. A Princess Nanli who was supposed to marry Dachen 23 years ago actually stayed in Nanli and married a champion. Guess what this princess's original name is? Hehe! It's also called Ji-Xin-Lan."

Concubine Ji's face was pale, and she tightly held the plum blossom in her palm, so she could not hold back the emotional tumbling caused by excitement.

She is indeed not the real princess of Nanli, Ji Xinlan, she was just a spy of Nanli, she looks somewhat similar to the third princess of Nanli, so she was sent to Da Chen as an eyeliner by Emperor Nanli as a pawn.

Concubine Ji calmed down and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Hongli seemed to be stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, "Could it be the reason for being inferior, my sister thought she had made it very clear just now!"

Concubine Ji's face turned dark again, is she calling herself the youngest in disguise?Just ask which woman is said to be old and not angry.

"Now I have your handle, and you have mine, so you don't have to be so guarded against me!"

"Why are you doing this?"

Hongli stared at her fixedly, "It can be regarded as sympathy for each other."

"Ha!" Concubine Ji laughed coldly, "Who are you to come to sympathize with me? What a joke!"

Hong Li lightly pursed into a helpless smile, and didn't answer, she knew that Concubine Ji couldn't believe her all of a sudden, no matter how she said it, she wouldn't believe it!

The two of you at this moment, you staring at me, I staring at you, fell into an atmosphere of silence.

After a long time, Hongli announced her surrender, looked away, looked at the seven small bottles on the low table, and said in the usual casual tone: "What are these seven bottles of water used for?"

water?Concubine Ji lowered her head and glanced at the seven bottles of paint, her eyes flashed, "Go and get the red bottle on the left side of the shelf over there first, and I will tell you later."

"Okay." Hongli got up to get it, and it came quickly, "Here!" Actually, she wasn't too interested, but it was just to change the topic.

After Concubine Ji took it, she said something expressionless, which made Hongli regret until her guts turned green, "You are colorblind!"

There are no red bottles on the shelf, they are all white.

Hongli's face was quite ugly, she gritted her teeth and said, "Ji Xinlan, don't go too far."

Concubine Ji snorted and said: "The difference between you and me is either half a catty or eight taels. Who is more important than the other? Besides, I am not Ji Xinlan, you know it! Shen Meier is probably not your real name."

After being teased by her like this, Hongli couldn't tell whether she was really angry or because of her inferiority complex, she just felt uncomfortable, and took a while to adjust her breath, and gave her a look, "Shen Meier is indeed my real name."

Concubine Ji thought she would retort, but she didn't expect that she would say such a thing, she couldn't help being startled, and then continued: "What does your name have to do with me?"

"It really has nothing to do with it!" Hongli seemed to sigh, "It's late at night, my sister won't disturb my sister's work and rest!" After finishing speaking, she got up and left.

Until the red figure disappeared behind the door, Concubine Ji let out a sigh of relief. After being disturbed by her like this, she now feels a little more relaxed than before.

Concubine Ji meditated quietly for a while, then carefully put away Silk Juan, and went straight back to the dormitory.

And all the court ladies didn't dare to disturb the master any more, and waited outside the door quietly.

Concubine Ji turned on the mechanism of the darkroom, held a lamp and went in. The candlesticks in the four corners were lit, and the small darkroom was lit up immediately.

I saw a wall full of portraits, from the same beauty, with different expressions, whether smiling or angry, angry or worried, vivid and vivid, as if they would come alive at any time.

The signatures on the paintings all come from one person, Nangong Wu.

Hang this one tonight, it happens to be 23.

The author has something to say: Note: It's three o'clock (at eleven o'clock in the evening).