Twilight GL

When people are old, it is inevitable to be nostalgic.

The emperor woke up next to Qiao Jieyu this morning, and suddenly felt that the woman beside him who had been favored by him for more than a month seemed to have lost her color overnight and became dull.

He returned to the Zichen Palace, and felt that in the harem, although there were many beauties, there was no one who was particularly eye-catching, and they were all mediocre.

Just as he was thinking about going to the palace on a certain day, maybe he could meet a beautiful woman by chance, when it began to snow heavily.

The sky is white, and the eyes are full of flying snowflakes. Looking from outside the Zichen Palace, the palace seems to be buried by heavy snow, and this winter seems to never melt.

For some reason, the emperor remembered that winter day many years ago, the first time he saw the waste queen, it was also such a heavy snow day.

These years, he has been living a smooth life. Every time he thinks of the Zheng family, he still has hatred, but what is more, he is proud. No matter how strong Zheng Hong is, the whole family is not dead now, and there is not a trace of blood left behind.

But today, he has a little bit of nostalgia. When he remembered that time, he was only 15 years old. He hadn't reached the crown yet. Liang, she was full of thoughts about who's daughter this was, and she had such a beautiful appearance.

Later, when she learned from her mother that she was the daughter of the Tai Tuo and was called into the palace by her mother to speak, the amazement that day completely turned to disgust.

When they got married, he was gentle and gentle, and Mrs. Zheng was quite sensible, so they lived peacefully.

Seeing such heavy snow again today, the emperor suddenly missed Mrs. Zheng a little bit.

We have been married for 26 years, and those who have been with us since we were young, no matter how resentful and defensive we are, there must be many tender and peaceful years.

What's more, Zheng's nature is gentle, virtuous and dignified, with her, the harem never bothered him for a moment.

As soon as the emperor thought about it, he thought of nightfall, and decided to go to the Hall of Renming.When I arrived at the Hall of Renming, I saw a person walking out of the hall.

The man was dressed in a rear suit and came out from the hall, very much like the appearance he had every time he came to the Hall of Renming many years ago.

The nostalgia was gone, and the emperor suddenly felt a lot of malice. Back then, he was afraid of her and didn't dare to be presumptuous, but now in this harem, who doesn't let him manipulate it?

Although the singing and dancing were good, the emperor was used to seeing them, and he didn't feel anything new.

He looked at the queen and said with a smile: "There is no rush to watch the song and dance two days late, but I have been waiting for a long time for the wedding night with the queen."

Zheng Mi did not rush, glanced at him, and said with a sweet smile: "Could it be that Your Majesty thinks that the concubine's wishes are nothing more than that?"

The emperor made her smile so teasingly, he became a little more patient: "Then what else?"

Zheng Mi turned her head and looked ahead, the sound of the orchestra, which was as clear as snow on the mountain top, suddenly changed, and was inserted into the melodious and lingering sound of the piano. A woman, like a ghost walking from the snow, with a soft figure and a charming face, seems to be born to seduce people's hearts.

The sound of the piano is set off by silk and bamboo, and it becomes more and more lingering, softer, and more touching. The beauty's dancing posture and music, her eyes are as charming as a fairy, and she can't stop looking at the emperor, like a weak and innocent girl. His bony hand hooked the emperor's chest.

The emperor was fascinated.

A group of people from the palace came to the side, and walked up to the queen to bless her lower body, holding a jug of wine in her hand.

The queen looked at her, took the wine, filled it for the emperor, took the wine cup, and brought it to the emperor's lips.

The palace road was pitch-black, with only two palace lanterns glowing faintly. Mingsu walked fast, stepping on the snow with a sudden sound, which disturbed her.

I just hope that the queen can delay for a while, lest she rush this time in vain.

Her face was extremely gloomy, she walked through a palace road, and looked for a closer path. Her mind was actually very confused. While thinking that she should not communicate with the queen, she gradually became anxious. The queen's hand, leading her to the bed.

Her steps became faster and faster, and before she even realized it, her eyes were reddened and her heart was clenched into a ball.

Finally seeing the main entrance of the Hall of Renming, Mingsu ran over quickly, made two steps in three, knocked on the door, and went straight in.

She walked through the atrium and came to the main hall, where she saw only the empress sitting there in a daze.

The cups and plates in front of her were messed up, the wine cups were overturned, and the fragrance was still lingering in the hall, and several musicians were retreating with their instruments in their hands.

Just looking at this scene, one can imagine how beautiful the dances and dances were here just now.

The queen lowered her head, her face was pale, and she was in a daze.Mingsu walked up to her and lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring her, he called softly: "Mother..."

Zheng Mi heard it, raised her head, and when she saw her, she smiled and called her: "Your Highness..."

His Majesty's voice contained infinite dependence, and the joy of seeing her was like, she was in the dark before, but seeing her was like seeing the light.

Mingsu remembered that there was a time when they were fleeing, A Mi and her were separated in a city, and they searched for each other for several hours, and she finally found her before night fell. At that time, A Mi saw her, That's how he looked at her and called her His Highness.

Mingsu couldn't tell what he was thinking.But at this moment, her heart is soft.

"Where's Your Majesty?" Minsu asked.

"Let's go, take the two beauties I prepared for him." Zheng Mi said, she paused, laughed again, and waved at Mingsu, Mingsu involuntarily approached, Zheng Mi clung to her ear, whispered Said, "There is also a pot of warm wine."

The warm breath sprayed on Mingsu's ears, and with the ambiguous words like warm wine, the queen's voice seemed to penetrate from her ears into her heart, like some kind of flower essence and ghost, Mingsu was faintly flustered, He took a step back.

Her fear showed in her eyes.

The queen saw it, paused, and gradually recovered her emotions. She was just afraid, and she just had nowhere to vent her hatred. Seeing Mingsu, she couldn't help but want to get closer to her, to warm herself. But she didn't want to scare her.

Zheng Mi returned to her usual appearance, smiled softly, and said, "Why are you here?"

It was only then that Mingsu realized that she had made this trip in vain, and the queen had settled the matter by herself.

She was a little embarrassed at once, and felt that it was ridiculous to panic all the way and rush all the way.

But the queen said, "Fortunately, you are here."

Mingsu was puzzled, she didn't do anything, she just ran for nothing, why the queen said it was lucky she came.

She was puzzled, and Zheng Mi didn't explain it. There were too many things going on today, and her mind was very confused. After the emperor left, she sat here alone. She was afraid, and because of hatred, she couldn't stop thinking about the joys of the old family , Thinking of their tragic death, thinking of the emperor's hand touching her body, even through the clothes, it was so disgusting.

If Mingsu doesn't come, she doesn't know how to calm down her chaotic mood.

It's just that they can't tell Mingsu about these things.

Zheng Mi was silent for a moment, thinking that Ming Su had just barged in so directly, she couldn't help persuading her: "Next time, if you hear that His Majesty is here, you first order someone to pass it on, so as not to offend him and arouse his suspicion."

Mingsu pursed her lips.

Afraid that her tone would be harsh, Zheng Mi seemed to be blaming her for her kindness, so she softened her voice and said with a smile, "I won't sleep with you."

This is the second time she has said this to her. The last time, Mingsu was flustered and turned around to leave. This time she was still flustered.

However, he was vaguely dissatisfied, and asked back: "If you fail to persuade him to leave tonight, then what will you do?"

Zheng Mi's smile froze, she lowered her head slightly, and when she looked at Mingsu again, her gaze became softer: "Then I will never have the face to see you again."

Mingsu's heart suddenly beat violently, she wanted to say that I don't care about this, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly thought, she shouldn't be here tonight, she shouldn't come to see the queen, she shouldn't let the queen disturb her In terms of mood, she should focus on A Mi.

There is still that little Pixiu hanging around her neck, A Mi still doesn't know where it is now, and how this Pixiu escaped from her body, but she is here, listening to the queen say these almost ambiguous words.

Mingsu's face turned cold in an instant, and she said lightly: "Whether or not the empress sees the son, it is all the empress's business. The son has the liberty to bother me, so I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, before the Queen could make a sound, she immediately turned around and left.

Zheng Mi is used to her sarcastic remarks, although it hurts her heart, she also knows that she can't blame Mingsu. Seeing her figure disappearing into the night, she suddenly feels that Mingsu is like a trapped animal today, as if she has something on her mind.

Mingsu went back to Zhenguan Hall and fell asleep, but unfortunately he had no sleep all night.

She couldn't help thinking of the Queen, and the breath she had when she approached her and spoke in her ear. She seemed to be drinking too, her breath was warm and sweet with the wine.

She thought of the queen saying to her, "Then I will have no face to see you again."

Thinking of the queen persuading her to be more cautious, don't arouse the emperor's suspicion.

Think of every word she said.

Mingsu held the little Pixiu tightly, half asleep and half awake, and sat up directly from the bed in fear.

She clearly only has A Mi in her heart, and she knows that her love for A Mi has never diminished, but why does the Queen frequently enter her thoughts.

Mingsu panicked, she was terrified that she was a fickle lover, and she couldn't help wondering if Ami had already seen through that she was not a good person, so she delayed returning.

Before dawn, Mingsu got up. She had a terrible headache, but she didn't care about it and rushed out of the palace.

Yesterday I met with the third prince to find out whether the little Pixiu was sent by him or the fifth prince. If it was the fifth prince, it was probably from Cheng Chisheng.

She directly told the third prince that there was an internal response from his residence, and then described the appearance of the person who sent the little Pixiu.That person is indeed a more useful person beside the Third Prince.

Asked here, Ming Su has already confirmed most of the things, the things flowed from Cheng Chisheng's hands.

Why is little Pixiu in his hands.Mingsu didn't dare to think about it.

The third prince repeatedly asked her how she found out that the man was an internal response.He was a rough man, his expression could not be fake, Ming Su didn't dare to think deeply, and he didn't dare to continue to investigate. He talked with the third prince for a long time, but he didn't know what he said.

On the contrary, the third prince said: "By doing this, Ming Yin is instigating you and me to fight more fiercely, so that he can reap the benefits."

He asked again, "What is the origin of this Pixiu? Why are you so caring, like treating some kind of treasure."

It was a long sentence, only the word "Zhenbao" was heard.Mingsu thought, this is my token to A Mi, it is more important than my life.

As soon as he got back to the mansion, the Third Prince happened to order someone to send Na Nei Ying over.When Nai Ying came, his body was covered in bruises, obviously he had been tortured by the third prince.

Ming Su ordered someone to continue to torture him, and the man confessed that he got the pixiu from a woman in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

fake.

Mingsu continued to torture him, but the man didn't change his words.

If you hit again, you will die.

Mingsu also knew in his heart that he had to pry Cheng Chisheng's mouth open in order to know where A Mi was.

Cheng Chisheng is now General Huwei, and he has some personal soldiers under him. Every time he goes in and out of the mansion, he brings a full body of guards. It is impossible to catch him silently.

She won it with great fanfare, and I'm afraid the emperor will call her into the palace for questioning before she has time to ask any questions.

Mingsu was really sitting like a trapped animal, she was thinking about what to do, she paced back and forth in the room a lot, the floor tiles were going to be worn through by her, Mingsu suddenly remembered.

Five years ago, when Cheng Chisheng welcomed her back to the palace, he was surrounded by several confidants.

Those people were almost inseparable from him, and their skills were also extremely vigorous, so they must be the people he entrusted with important tasks.They might know something too.

Ming Su called several chief guards in the mansion to him, gave them instructions, and ordered Xuan Guo to take charge of the matter, so that he would not have to follow her these few days.

It is already the twelfth lunar month, and it will be New Year's Eve in seven or eight days.

There is a new year in Beijing, and many anxious people have posted couplets at the door.

Ming Su only hoped to find out the whereabouts of Zheng Mi this time, but those people were quite hard to find. Xuan Guo led the people to keep the Cheng Mansion tightly guarded, and he never saw any trace of those people.

The third prince hurriedly searched the mansion because of an internal response, and after a search, several internal responses were found.

When he was annoyed, he didn't bother to confront Mingsu, and turned to face the fifth prince.

Gu Ruichuan was saved, and he got some credit for saving it. Mingsu tried his best to transfer him to the capital.

This side is smooth sailing, but there is still no news from Xuan Guo.

Mingsu seemed to be trapped in a cage, and he was uneasy about doing anything.She remembered that the playbook was written, and before the troupe came to perform, she entered the palace, called the head of the troupe to her, and ordered him to re-study the playbook, and the two actors would also change, looking for better ones.

The master didn't know what was wrong with His Highness, but when the New Year came, he came to torment him again, but he didn't dare to disobey him, he just agreed blindly.

As soon as the master left, he also left with the playbook.Mingsu's heart was empty, and he felt a little regretful, thinking four times was still too much, and it should be reduced by one more time.

Or it doesn't matter twice.

Or as long as A Mi comes back, she doesn't need to speak, she will still treat her as before, protect her, like her, and surround her.Mingsu was extremely irritable.

She ordered someone to call the principal back, and gave new orders.

The principal has been rehearsing for so many years, so he naturally understands that His Royal Highness attaches great importance to the role of A Mi, lest she come up with some crooked ideas to embarrass him, so he smiled flatteringly and said: "Not to mention, A Mi really can't find a trace of it. Not good. Look, Your Highness, she has a gentle temperament, a kind person, a good heart, and the most important thing is that she looks extremely soft and beautiful."

When he praised A Mi like this, Mingsu's face had been gloomy for many days, but he was really amused by him, and said: "She has many good things, I can't finish her praise."

The master said: "Extremely, I must find someone who is good at singing and acting, and has a very beautiful appearance to play her."

"That's right..." Mingsu's smile deepened, as long as someone praised A Mi, she would be happy, and just about to say more, Xuan Guo came in.

As soon as he entered the hall, Natou knelt down and raised his hand to make a confession.

There was still a smile on Ming Su's lips, he took a look at the confession, then looked up at Xuan Guo, as if he didn't understand what the confession meant.

"I only let you arrest people, but didn't let you interrogate them." Mingsu said with a smile, and looked down at the confession for several times, and his gaze fell directly on the four characters "Zheng Mi is dead".

Xuan Guo didn't dare to answer, he fell on the ground, put his head on the ground, and didn't dare to lift it up.

Ming Su nodded, and looked out of the window again, the snow outside the window was so dazzlingly white, it was very similar to that early spring.

Gradually she came back to her senses, and nodded slowly again, with a faint voice: "Okay, okay, I'm dead..."

She was muttering, the confession form slipped from her hand, she was holding on to the table, trying to stand up, Xuan Guo raised his head, looked at her worriedly, with tears in his eyes: "His Royal Highness mourns."

Ming Su didn't listen at all, she only vaguely remembered that spring night, in the small guest house in Licheng, Zheng Mi finally accepted her, she was ecstatic, and quickly took off the little Pixiu as a token, begging her to call her to declare Su .

Did she call?

Why didn't she hear it.

She will never hear it again.

"It's okay, it's okay, anyway, anyway..." She muttered, standing up straight, wanting to say, anyway, you don't want me anymore.

But before she could say anything, suddenly, there was a fishy sweetness in her throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xuan Guo's eyes were about to burst, he rushed forward, supported her, and said loudly: "Quick, call the imperial doctor!"

Mingsu was supported, and spit out blood one by one, as if he wanted to vomit all the blood in his chest.

Zheng Mi is gone, she can no longer love her, and can no longer hate her.

The person she devoted her life to for the first half of her life is gone.She has put in a lot of effort, she wants to gain power, she wants to reverse the case, she wants to wait for her to come back, and tell her that the person I can protect you now is gone.

Everything she had done, her entire life for 19 years, was meaningless.

Her soul died with it.