Deep ice

Huaihuai ate up all the melon seeds in his hand in a short while, and wanted to ask Chunbao for some, so he went outside.

Xi Lian squinted at the guard beside him, "Send the man out, Eunuch You is waiting outside, just hand the man over to him."

The guard agreed, took Huaihuai out the door, coaxed and tricked him into the carriage that Eunuch You was sitting in.

When the carriage is far away,

Xi Lian glanced at the guards with knives in the room, "Anyone who misses a word about today's matter, be careful that our family licks your tongue."

Waiting for Xi to handle everything properly, after returning, it was already dusk.

in the bedroom,

The candlelight reflects the golden palace, and the sleeves are soaked in the cool night.

Yuan Jing loosened his black hair and reviewed the memorial on the dragon case.

He was very handsome in his own life, if he could hide the hostility between his brows, even a celestial being would feel ashamed of himself.But at the moment, the coldness in the eyes became more and more intense, as if frozen, like the cold sky outside.

Xi Lian bowed his waist and stood rubbing ink at the west end, took a peek at the emperor, saw the gloomy face, after thinking about it, he still wanted to wait for the emperor to ask before talking about today's matter.

The Momo eunuch standing beside the emperor lowered his head, his face was pale, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Xi Lian flirted with the little eunuch who rubbed ink, and the little eunuch gave Xi Lian a look as if he had been rescued, and carefully left the case.

He bowed deeply to the emperor, then bowed and retreated.

Xi Lian is the eunuch who has been with Yuan Jing since he was a child. When Yuan Jing was the prince, Xi Lian also went out of the palace to serve by his side. The service is smooth, and I don't see others standing aside in fear, so I do everything myself.

Xilian remained calm, and continued to study ink naturally.

Then there was a bang beside him, and Xilian's hand was like a weight, not moving at all.

Yuan Jing stared at the booklet that was still out, and stood up abruptly, "They are all wine bags and rice bags, what use is it for me to support them!"

Xi Lian picked up the booklet in a playful manner and put it in one place, "Don't get angry, the emperor, be careful not to get angry..."

Yuan Jing was still angry, "The northern barbarians were rampant, and even took down the border fortress. After that, the Central Plains has no barriers for them, and they can only wait for them to trample on them wantonly."

Slowly putting down the ink ingot in his hand, Xilian's waist bowed even deeper, "Your Majesty..."

Yuan Jing remained silent, took another booklet, and continued to study it.

His brows were furrowed, full of hostility.

A eunuch bowed into the hall, knelt on the ground and kowtowed all the way away,

"Your Majesty, the lady who is serving the bed is here."

Xi Lian stood aside, moved his eyes slightly, as if he was used to it, but he didn't say anything after all.

Since the emperor ascended the throne for five years, he has no heirs. In the past few years, he was busy eradicating He Dang. He stayed in the front hall all year round to handle government affairs, and rarely returned to the harem. Although he is currently busy with pacifying Beiyi, after all, he has been on the throne for a long time. There is no one and the country is unstable.

Furthermore, the former emperors are an example.

The first emperor Shengzhen died suddenly. Because he had no heirs, his uncle took advantage of the chaos to ascend the throne and named the country Taichu. After only seven years in power, he was stumbled by He Yan and forced into the palace. Only Taichu was left in the Jiang family. The emperor's nephew, Luo'an Wang Jiang Huaijin, who is now the emperor of Daping, Emperor Yuanjing.

Obviously, Yuan Jing didn't want to follow the old path of his uncles.

Yuan Jing still stared at Zhezi, and said after a long time: "Biography."

The little eunuch kowtowed to accept the order, bowed his head and took two steps back, then turned around and went out to report.

After a while, two inner eunuchs came in with a roll of things on their backs, put them on the dragon bed, and after they settled down, they put down the curtain embroidered with dragons and painted gold, and bowed back.

Seeing this, Xi Lian respectfully said: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, let's rest earlier..."

Yuan Jing set aside the notebook, and his eyes fell on the kiln beige five-legged brush, as if he was studying it, but also seemed to be in a daze.

Xilian's tongue was dry, and after waiting for a while, he woke up again in a low voice, "Your Majesty..."

Yuan Jing remained expressionless, "Whose turn is it today?"

Xi hurriedly said: "Back to the emperor, the one serving the bed today is the empress Ning."

Seeing that Yuan Jing was silent, he waved knowingly to the eunuchs and maids standing around.

The two maids put down the brocade tent hanging high in the inner hall, extinguished a few red candles, and dimmed the light.

All the little eunuchs in the inner hall withdrew and waited outside the bedroom.

Xi Lian saw that it was almost cleaned up, so he didn't say a word, and bowed to the outer hall, and stood behind the brocade tent, waiting for orders.

Yuan Jing got up, walked over slowly, sat sideways on the dragon couch, and stared at the bright woman.

By the way, that concubine Ning is the eldest lady of General Zhengyi's family, she was born lovely and charming, her face was like a flower of spring, but she was charming. He called out, "Your Majesty—"

Then he stretched out his slender fingers, rubbed against the face of the emperor, raised his head, as if he couldn't see enough, "Your Majesty, I have never seen a concubine who is as good-looking as the Emperor..."

Yuan Jing's handsome face seemed to be carved out, without any expression, he just reached out to uncover Ning Bin's characteristic feather coat.

The naked body underneath is exposed, the willow has a slender waist, and the jade is flawless.

Concubine Ning folded her arms around her chest and said shyly,

"Your majesty, my concubine is cold..."

Yuan Jing stared at Concubine Ning with a pair of deep black phoenix eyes. Although she was not angry, she was inexplicably cold as ice. Concubine Ning gradually froze her smile and shivered uncontrollably.

I saw Yuan Jing was silent for a moment, his voice indifferent, "I remember you..."

Ning Pin was so honored that his almond eyes widened, and he almost shed tears. He couldn't help but softly called out: "Your Majesty..."

Yuan Jing's expression was cold, but his tone was as warm as a warm day,

"I wanted to tell you last time, just come to serve the bed, so much nonsense."

Concubine Ning's face changed immediately, she hurriedly withdrew her hands and went back, and nodded shyly, "The emperor... the emperor calms down... I know my mistake..."

Yuan Jing didn't make another sound, and directly threw the feather robe over her head,

Xi Lian stood behind the curtain in the outer hall, heard the undressing of the people there, and then fell silent for a while, panting delicately and subduedly, it lasted for a while, and then there was no movement.

The stick of incense from the top of the three-legged stove has been burned to the bottom, and only the remaining green smoke curls up.

The Chief Inspector saw Xilian's face, and then called a group of Intern Eunuchs to go in and tidy up, and at the same time sent the sleeping lady back to her bedroom.

It has become a rule that the emperor never stays overnight.

Xi Lian followed him in, and saw that the emperor had already got up, and there was a faint blackness in his eyes, against the pale complexion, it seemed to be more intense.

The palace servant beside him tidied up the bed lightly and sent Concubine Ning out.

The whole bedroom was silently busy, like stagnant water floating in the wind, although there were waves, it was still stagnant water.

Yuan Jing suddenly said, "Xilian—"

Xi Lian agreed and stepped forward, standing with hands down, respectful.

"How about that man?"

Although Xi Lian was well prepared in his heart, he was still a little terrified when asked by the emperor.

These years, the emperor never mentioned this person.

For a moment, Xi Lian always thought that the emperor had forgotten, but he clearly remembered it clearly.

"Going back to the emperor, everything has been settled." Xi Lian said, "Fortunately, he went in time, otherwise... this person would have been eunuched..."

Yuan Jing sneered coldly, reflected by the candlelight, it was extraordinarily frightening,

"Whose idea is not bad"

Xi Lian followed with a smile, "Go back to the emperor, say it's Concubine Xi..."

Yuan Jing suppressed her smile, and said indifferently, "Concubine Xi? Which concubine Xi?"

Xi Lian said: "It's the former one, the one who cried with the emperor in order to intercede with the Minister of the Ministry of War."

Yuan Jing thought for a while, then said lightly: "It's her..."

"Your Majesty, what should I do with this man?"

"His father formed a clique for personal gain, and took bribes, which is a major crime against the three clans... Although Concubine Xi has made up her mind again on the cusp of this storm, she is not guilty of death..." Yuan Jing's voice was calm, his eyes were lacquered, "It's better to strip His concubine position...sent directly to the violence room, tortured and drunk."

Xi Lian shivered, unable to laugh anymore.

Yuan Jing was expressionless, "Send someone to do it."

After a pause, he said unnaturally: "Tomorrow, you take me there, I want to see that lunatic."

-

Huai Huai went back to his residence and lay down on the bed bored.

Feeling that the place was a bit cramped, he turned sideways and squeezed the people around him into it.

The people around him pushed and shoved Huai Huai Chao Li, but there was no sound at all.

Ever since Huaihuai opened his eyes in this palace, the first person he saw was this brother lying beside him.

Eight feet in length, with handsome features, a honey-colored skin lined with a silver-gray and golden-shou gauze coat, shiny, tough but full of toughness.

It's a pity that this person never opened his eyes, and slept on Huai Huai's bed all day long, occupying more than half of the bed.

Eunuch You didn't tell himself the origin of this person, even when he came in to clean up, he acted as if he had never seen him, he never said anything.

After all, this man has been sleeping in this house for a whole year.

From last winter to now, no food or drink, no one to look after.

Like the dead.

But it's not dead.

The blood stains on the skirt had turned black, dried up on the luxurious silk, crooked, like a mocking smile.

Huaihuai mentioned the dead to Eunuch You, but Eunuch You just stared at Huaihuai sadly, shook his head, sighed, and went to work on his own.

It looked like he had said something crazy.

As time passed, Huaihuai stopped asking, and slept with the dead all day long, having strange dreams.

In the dream, the dead man was alive and well.

It was wearing the usual clothes, surrounded by a group of soldiers with swords, and drank the wine in the cup.

Then he laughed loudly, and threw the jade goblet on the ground with his backhand, breaking pieces into pieces.

The eunuch kneeling at his feet put the broken jade into a wooden tray and went back to report.

Looking at the eunuch's back, the dead man suddenly struggled and rushed forward, was captured by the soldiers again, and pressed firmly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes protruded, and he vomited a large pool of blood, which stained his clothes.

The dead man kept shouting a man's name.

Eyes full of tears, heart-piercing.

Huaihuai opened his eyes, "Jiang Huaijin..."

"Jiang Huaijin?"

It had just snowed last night, and the weather outside was fine.

There are silver-wrapped branches everywhere, shining brightly.