[Qing Chuan] Qing Chuan Wu Shi

Yinzhen got up and walked outside the palace, Wu Ningzhi heard him ordering someone to fetch something from another palace, and after a while, a court lady delivered something that looked like a volume, Wu Ning heard the sound of the pages turning, Look at Yinzhen's hand.

Yinzhen deliberately smiled and raised his hand at her, saying: "The book in my hand is the picture album for next year's show girl election, can Concubine Ning come and take a look with me?".

When Wu Ning heard the word "Xiu Nv", he felt a little bit cold all over, and after a while he said stiffly: "Xiu Nv's album...it's not Chinese New Year yet, how could there be?".

Yinzhen avoided her gaze, lowered his head, turned over the pages one by one with great seriousness, and said seriously: "If I say yes, then of course there will be. Can't I pre-select first?", talking in his hands. The movement stopped, and he looked at it intently for a while, then gently turned the album to her side, and said, "How about this?".

Wu Ning lowered his head and looked at the corner of his bright yellow clothes, the Ninth Five-Year Lord, the unique bright yellow in the world, and looked at the toes of Yinzhen's black boots embroidered with dragon patterns. , She just felt that the flowers in front of her eyes were blooming.

Yinzhen stood there, motionless, and said again with a smile: "Why didn't Concubine Ning answer my question?".

Wu Ning stood up slowly, looked up, she was far away from the picture album, looked up, only vaguely saw a painting of a beautiful woman like jade under the lights, sitting in front of a small window, with the bright moon hanging high behind her , looking out of the painting very tenderly, with a slight smile, as if he could float out of the drawing paper in the next moment.

This scene seemed familiar, Wu Ning was stunned for a moment, then suddenly got up and said: "The emperor will show the concubine another look!".

Seeing that she only realized it now, Yinzhen couldn't help but dropped the album and laughed, the painting of beauties fluttered down from the album and landed at Wu Ning's feet, she hurriedly reached out her hand, picked it up and grabbed it to read It was a picture of a beauty under the moon that Yinzhen made for her many years ago when he was still in Yinzhen's hidden residence.The drawing paper is slightly yellowed.

Looking at the picture album again, there are no pictures of beauties, but the whole picture is of puppies, several of them are playing together, and one is sleeping alone under the flowers.Although the brushstrokes are random, there is an indescribable wit on the paper.

Yinzhen laughed enough, sat down and raised his hands to pinch his shoulders, and then tilted his neck back. He had dealt with a lot of troubles during the day, and he felt that there was no pain in his shoulders and backs. A rare moment of relaxation.Lying on his back on the bed, he put his hands behind his head, seeing Wu Ning's expression, he still couldn't help laughing.

Wu Ning blushed slightly, holding the scroll, said: "Isn't this made into a screen?".

Yinzhen snorted coldly, and said: "Are you so embarrassed to say? After the screen was broken by you that year, Su Peisheng went to your place to get the screen for the craftsman to repair. I will let people keep this painting forever." Seeing Wu Ning staring, he said: "At any rate, I drew it bit by bit. When the screen was broken, you threw away the painting together? Didn't you ask where it went?".

Wu Ning sat cross-legged on the bed, seeing Yinzhen still rubbing his neck, he stepped forward to massage him gently, and said softly, "My concubine also thought that the screen was completely broken, and it must be because it couldn't be repaired, so it didn't matter." Ask.", paused again, and said a little annoyed: "However, why did the emperor put the picture of the concubine and the puppy together? He was clearly making fun of me!".

Yinzhen raised his hand to cover his forehead and just smiled, and said after a while: "Aren't you just like this puppy? You are always careful, petty temper!", Wu Ning gritted his teeth, and squeezed his shoulder hard, Yinzhen Zhen smiled and avoided moving forward, begging for mercy: "Ning'er's hands are so hot! Can't I make an apology?" He hugged her and lay down together, and asked the maid to come in and turn off the lights everywhere, and pulled her over The quilt covers both of them.

In the darkness, Yinzhen patted Wu Ning on the back, and said: "I've been here for half my life, but now I'm worried about the draft? It's unreasonable to worry about the sky!" As he spoke, he propped up his upper body on the bed with one hand, and put up the brocade cloud pattern curtain, He was tired all day, he was indeed tired, Wu Ning thought that he would wake up very early tomorrow, only a few hours of poor sleep time, could not bear to say anything, fell in his arms, saw that Yinzhen was breathing heavily after a while After a long time, she was very thirsty, so she gently reached out and touched Yinzhen's chin, and called softly: "Your Majesty?" Seeing that Yinzhen was already asleep, Wu Ning withdrew his hand and stuffed it in Yinzhen's arms. Sleeping on a long round pillow, she got up slowly, but unexpectedly her long hair was pressed by Yinzhen's arms, and she let out a low cry of pain, almost crying from the pain, and groped with her backhand to pull out the long hair little by little.

Qingming was guarding in front of the hall, and when she was a little sleepy, she heard Wu Ning softly shout: "Qingming?" She was agitated, and hurriedly stepped forward to open a gap in the curtain, saying: "Niang Niang?".

Wu Ning pushed aside the curtain and said: "I'm very thirsty, bring me some tea." Qingming answered, and said softly: "Madam, do you want some more cakes?" Wu Ning shook his head behind the curtain , then realized that Qingming couldn't see, so he raised his voice and said: "No need." Qingming was about to leave, but Wu Ning suddenly heard the sound of a baby crying on the ridge of the temple not far away, and the ending sound came again. Thin and long, tremblingly picked up, extremely frightening.

It was the dead of night, the sound pierced the night, and after a while, the sound came from all directions, Qingming said in a low voice: "Mother, don't be afraid, it's a wild cat." Wu Ning nodded and said: "Go and get it." Let's have some tea." But he said in his heart: How come there are so many wild cats?

There are more and more wild cats in the Forbidden City, one after another at night, just like a ghost crying at night, the young eunuchs and maids who are watching the night are inevitably panicked.The palace is the place where ghosts and gods are most afraid. The palace walls are high and deep, and the ancient wells are sparse and dry. I don’t know how many ghosts have been floating in it through the ages. Jumping among the eunuchs and maids.

The cry of the wild cat became more and more obvious in the dark night. In the five east rooms of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mrs. Ulanara leaned on the pillow and couldn't help sitting up.Shuo Xue, who was sleeping under her feet, was extremely vigilant, and immediately got up and said, "Master? You just sleep, they are night cats, it sounds like a child crying.".

Ulanara moved her mouth to tell you, leaned back gently on the pillow, and sighed in a low voice: "Is the emperor staying in the Chunxi Palace again today?".

The room fell silent, Shuoxue said in a low voice: "From what Chen Denuo said, it seems... yes.".

Ulanara was speechless for a long time again.

Shuoxue couldn't stand the torture-like death silence, and started to find something to say: "Master, I heard that Madam Mao concubine has been ill for quite a long time. She was ill in autumn, and now it's almost New Year's Eve."

Ulanara said: "Concubine Mao has always been in poor health. When she was in the palace, she couldn't leave the medicine jar all year round."

Shuoxue said in a low voice: "I heard from the maid next to Madam Maopin that this time Madam Maopin...seems to be very ill."

"Take care of it slowly, and it will be fine if you open the spring." Wulanara said indifferently, as if feeling cold, she lifted the quilt up, and Shuoxue felt it immediately, and stepped forward to support her Said: "Master, please lie down."

Wulanara was numbly supported by Shuoxue and lay down, her black hair like ink fell on the pillow, which added a bit of softness to her usually serious and almost rigid face.

On the pillow is the pattern of autumn water and long sky, and the geese pass through the blue sky without a trace.

She looked up at the roof.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation used to be a workshop in the palace during the time of the first emperor. Yinzhen paid attention to efficiency, lived behind the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and transformed it into a comprehensive building integrating ministers, government affairs, reading and living.

The apse is his bedroom, and the east five rooms are where the queen lives.

In fact, it is very close.

It's just that it's so close.

Maopin's residence.

Taozhi held the medicine bowl, and gently pushed the door open. The door was not oiled, and there was a creaking sound, and everything that came into view was deserted.The concubine Mao was lying on her side on the bed, pressing her skinny hand on the right side of her chest—there was always a dull pain there, the imperial doctor came to see her, but she couldn't explain why, she just kept prescribing medicine.

So she just poured down the medicine blindly.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt that her mouth was full of the bitterness of the medicine.

In my impression, the number of times that Long Live Lord has come over the past few years is very few.I'm afraid, with the smell of medicine in his mouth and his withered face, he is even more reluctant to come, right?

The concubine Mao laughed silently on the bed, she remembered the scenery when she first entered the mansion that year.

She gave birth to Long Live God's first child!

The mao concubine took a deep breath, and then felt a light piercing in, she couldn't help raising her hand to cover her eyes, her eyelids were blood red, and she regained her sight after a while.

"Your Majesty, drink the medicine." Taozhi's voice was very loud, full of vigorous vitality. She was a rough servant girl when it was not her turn to show her face in front of the master. She had long feet and big hands. It was so big that Maobi was propped up without any effort at this time, and a damp cushion was placed on the back of her waist.

The concubine Mao's shoulders trembled slightly, she took a sip of the medicine bowl, and coughed violently again, the black medicine juice overflowed from the corner of her mouth, dripping straight onto the front of her clothes.

I'm about the same as a half-dead man, Maopin thought.

Taozhi stretched out her hand to wipe Maobi's chin with a handkerchief very nimbly, and it was cleaned up in an instant. She lightly patted Maobi's back and said, "Young lady, drink slowly, don't worry.".

The concubine felt that someone had scratched her chest with a loose pen tip, and an unbearable itching rushed up. She covered her mouth and coughed loudly. The peach branch followed her chest with experience. Back, said: "It's good for your mother to cough it out, is there any phlegm?" She wanted to get away to get the utensils, but her movements suddenly stopped, and she opened her mouth slightly to tell the concubine's fingers to slit.

Maopin slowly lowered her head and removed the palm covering her mouth.

A drop of scarlet blood dripped from between her fingers onto the green brick floor.