dream through ancient and modern

The only hope of a woman in the palace is to be favored by the emperor. The days are worn away in anticipation, and the youth is lost in sorrow, with silver hair and white hair without a trace.He hadn't come for a long time, and on the road from Huangji Palace to Ci'an Palace, a lot of weeds grew, and no one cleaned them up. In autumn, they were withered and yellow on the ground.The continuous autumn rain covered the Forbidden Palace with a light veil, resembling a scene of looking at flowers in a fog.Shangguan Wanjing stood in front of the palace gate, looking in the direction of the Huangji Palace, but the thick palace walls blocked her sight and her emotions.From a child to a woman, for ten years, she chased after that man's shadow, out of reach.The first two nights were not even happy, and that was when she was closest to the person in her ecstasy.Lying beside him, she couldn't fall asleep all night, she opened her eyes and caressed his face, leaned on his shoulder, imagining how happy he would be if she was pregnant with his child.At dawn, looking at the guilt in his eyes, the frost on his face, and the sneer and sneer.She finally knew that without affection, even in front of her eyes, on the side of the bed, what is out of reach is always out of reach.In the past, she thought that he was ruthless and only knew the world, had no complaints, and was serious about being his wife in name.Later, there were dozens of concubines in the palace, and the only one could stay in the Huangji Palace, the only one who conceived a child for him, and the only one who dared to call him by his baby name, if this is not his love, then what is it.He is not heartless, but loyal to one person.Ten years of chasing made her feel cold, letting go, being indifferent, it was easier said than done.

The autumn wind is harsh, the rain is continuous, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard are all wiped out. There is only one impatiens flower left, which is so dazzling and dazzling. The wind is not cold, but the heart is a little cold.A warm hand was placed on her shoulders, and she tied the cloak for her. Looking back, it was Rou'er, a new maid in her palace.Rou'er, Rou'er, as the name suggests, tenderness is like water and cotton.Looking at her face, Shangguan Wanjing felt like she had seen her before, but couldn't remember.Turning around and entering the hall, standing on the right seat, for some reason, she blurted out: "Can Rou'er know how to play the piano?" She nodded without answering. "Do you have Qin?" Still nodding, without speaking, Shangguan Wanjing looked at her face, how could she be so seldom. "Go get it, let's play a song." Turning around and leaving, after a long time, Shangguan Wanjing looked at the gate of the palace several times but did not see her return.

The autumn wind began to be presumptuous, and it blew into the hall, making some 'dong dong' noises. Shangguan Wanjing ordered someone to close the hall door, but someone blocked the door that was about to be closed. Step into the hall.Seeing this, the maid who served her personally took the piano table, cushioned it, and placed it under the upright seat.Shangguan Wanjing thought for a while, then got up and took another stove, lit incense, and put it beside the qin table.Rou'er smiled, cleaned her hands and adjusted her clothes, knelt on the soft cushion, gently pulled out her fingers, and a long love song floated in her ears.

The five fingers that have not yet grown up are plucking on the strings, the tune is not tuned, and the tune is not tuned, but it sounds like my father's Protestant tune.When her father played it, Shangguan Wanjing praised, "This song should only exist in the sky." Her sister, who is three years younger than her, listened to it.After my father taught the lesson, he sat in the piano room, learning it over and over again, his delicate fingertips were worn out, and the strings were stained with blood.She passed by the piano room and saw it, ran into the room, held her sister's hand, "Yu'er, does it hurt?" The little man shook his head with tears in his eyes, "It doesn't hurt. After Yu'er practiced as well as his father, I will go back to the room again." Play it for my sister, that's good." Shangguan Wanjing patted her head and said yes.After three days, the little man's hand healed, and he buried it in the piano room again. The people in Taishi's mansion, after listening to the same person learning the same piece for several months, became more proficient and more affectionate.The mother laughed at Erer's stupidity, and the father lamented Erer's stupidity, only the sound of her piano warmed her heart.I don't know when, the sound of playing the qin came to my ears but couldn't reach my heart. At that time, Shangguan Wanjing was full of the boy who teased her.Two years later, Er Er's long-term love song was practiced shoulder to shoulder with his father, but the qin player didn't have the heart to listen to it anymore, so what's the use of playing it?

The sound of the song fell, the soul did not return, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground, the water sprinkled on the embroidered surface of the phoenix robe, and penetrated into it, bringing a cool feeling.Shangguan Wanjing stepped down from her seat and squatted in front of the piano table. Rou'er raised her head with tears in her eyes, as if her fingers had been hurt again. "Sister, promise Yu'er to be Yu'er's wife when she grows up, how can you make a mistake?" The hand stretched out to her face, retracted, stood up and turned around, walking frivolously.She never knew that her sister had such thoughts for her, she was horrified, sitting on the seat, the sound of "dongdong" came again, it turned out that her heart was beating wildly.Looking at the crying man in the temple, time goes back to childhood.On March [-]rd, when Tachun released paper kites, she inadvertently hung the paper kite on a tree branch. Er'er had already climbed up the tree before she got to the tree. She was frightened and told her sister to be careful.On the tree, Yu'er got the paper kite, and smiled sweetly at her elder sister, "Yu'er likes her sister so much, and she will be Yu'er's wife when she grows up, okay?" Under the tree, she opened her arms, afraid that the little man would fall Coming down from the tree, he answered indiscriminately: "Okay, come down quickly, my sister is scared." Er'er jumped off the tree, threw herself into her arms, smiled, and shouted sweetly: "Sister, sister!" . '

The Yuzi bell in the Zixi Palace rang at noon, crisp and powerful, praying for the first son of the Ming Emperor.Shangguan Wanjing stood under the eaves, stretched out her hand, and the continuous autumn wind and drizzle fell on her hand, which was neither cold nor cold.The aroma of rose dew wafted from the hall, and the man went to steal Minghuang's roses again.For half a month, she had never said a word to Er'er, hoping that she would be cold-hearted and leave the Forbidden Palace on her own, but that man didn't seem to care.Know what food she likes to eat, what color clothes she likes, who she likes.During the day, he arranged food and clothing for her, and at night, he wrote Emperor Ming's itinerary for the day in a thin golden hand and placed it by her bedside.She held the piece of paper and chuckled, without that lovesickness, knowing what he did every day, what's the use.

When she got up in the morning, the wetness of her lower body made her blush, and she was in a dream with her own sister. Such tenderness, such joy, her husband had never given her.The same cloak, still the same person, she didn't look back, but leaned back against that person.There are so many people in this palace who comfort each other in the dark night, why not her, let alone that man who has been guarding her silently for so many years.Letting go of an illusory shadow and accepting a person who loves you the most is selfish, and it is also because of love? "Wu'er." He no longer called her sister, but whispered her boudoir name. "Yu'er, I want to do what I want with you." She sighed softly, and she should do what she should do with herself. As soon as Yu'er's love came out, it took root in her heart and grew crazily.Er'er didn't answer, and still talked as little as when he was a child.

On the observatory, Li Zheng held Xu Xue, who was about to give birth, and looked through the binoculars at the two embracing in the misty autumn rain.Xu Xue laughed at Li Zheng, who was an ordinary person and had already started the work of a guide.Li Zheng's smile froze, and Xu Xue asked again, did she use another love affair because she felt ashamed of the queen?Li Zheng nodded.

"Then how do you know that Miss Rou'er is related to the queen?" Xu Xue asked puzzled.

"Because of Jiaoweiqin. The queen has been used to seeing it since she was a child, and she doesn't think there is anything special about it, but she doesn't know that there are many Jiaoweiqins, but there is only one Jiaoweiqin made of ice heart jade thread in the world, and there are many. It was given to the grand master by Emperor Shuwen years ago. The grand master would never give such a precious thing to outsiders." When the rain started to increase, Li Zheng walked into the study with Xu Xue in his arms.

"So you checked the oiran of Yixiangyuan privately?"

"Yes, I not only found out that Miss Rou'er is the Second Miss of the Grand Master's Mansion, but also found something even more astonishing."

"what?"

"The eldest princess wants her daughter to be emperor."

"What? Why?"

"When two women fall in love, they must be upright, or one of them is disguised as a woman, or it is so powerful that no one can stop it."

"You mean the eldest princess already knew that her daughter liked Xuan'er?"

"I knew it a long time ago, and it's not just that..." Li Zheng looked at Xu Xue holding his stomach, with a painful expression on his face, and didn't say anything. He called Xingye and brought Xu Xue back to the Emperor Palace.Although Xu Xue had been in labor several times in the past few days, Li Zheng was still afraid.

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Another pair of cps.Professional supporting role cp, 1 years.