chronicle of court survival

Bai He met Zhang Shan on the way to Huanyi Bureau.

His majesty's personal father-in-law is having a hard time now, the empress dowager's hatred is like a knife hanging over Zhang Shan's head, making him gloomy and irritable all day long, and he walks with a sullen face.

Bai He called out: "Eunuch Zhang."

Zhang Shan stopped on the palace road, glanced at her, smiled subtly, and asked in a sharp voice: "Where is Aunt Bai He going?"

Bai He smiled: "I lost a handkerchief, I want to see if it's left in the clothing bureau."

Zhang Shan was not a person who liked to chat with people, so after a few pleasantries, he led a group of young eunuchs away.

Bai He stood alone on the long corridor of the palace, holding a flower in her hand, and looked back.

After a few steps away from the imperial garden, the gray cloud covered the palace gates again.

Every inch of the imperial city seems to be soaked in thick blood, the bones under the city gates are dense, and the wind blowing against the ground seems to have a fishy smell, making people breathless.

Bai He thought, after all, she doesn't like the imperial palace, but she can't bear to part with the current glory and wealth.

Treat nobles as dogs first, and then treat others as dogs. It's the same inside and outside the palace. Who told this to be a world of cannibalism?

Bai He's brows and eyes were stained with a trace of sadness, looking at the flower in her hand that the high priest's fingers brushed over, she sniffed lightly, trying to show her compassion, but the trace of complacency in her brows and eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

Bai He went to the Clothes Bureau to find her handkerchief, but Wen Jiao accidentally lost it while washing it.

Looking at the trembling young man in despair, Bai He thought: It's really pitiful, it's actually just a trivial matter, but why should she let him go?

This has nothing to do with the rules, it has nothing to do with her personality, it's just the way things are.The Empress Dowager can easily kill her, so what's wrong with her punishing a little eunuch.

So she beat the boy ten times, and let him wash several basins of clothes by the way, and he was not allowed to eat if he couldn't finish washing.

The Huanyi Bureau was sporadic at night, and the cold wind was blowing, mixed with the helpless choking of the young man.

Wen Jiao was hit by the board, and he was hungry for another day and night, and now he was crying so much that he wanted to die.He was so wronged that his heart was broken, and he kept wiping away tears.

He wants to leave the palace...

he regrets...

His Majesty disappeared, and his last support in the Chu Palace was gone.The mermaids outside went crazy one by one, and now he will only be locked up if he reveals his identity as a pure mermaid.

"What should I do, what should I do, I don't want to die... I don't want to die..." He covered his face with his hands and shrank into a ball, his ambition for power and wealth completely dissipated.Wen Jiao raised his head, his eyes were red, he sniffed and decided to go to Fu Changsheng.

He knew that he had done a lot of excessive things to Fu Changsheng, but Fu Changsheng loved him so much, he would not let him die, he would definitely forgive himself.

The bamboo leaves are fluttering, Wen Jiao timidly stood in front of the house where Fu Changsheng lived.

Reminds me of the scene where we broke up last time.

He tried to seduce Fu Changsheng with his phantom pupils, but Fu Changsheng was not bewitched, he just looked at him quietly for a long time under the moonlight, and then said to him softly: "Your Highness, go back."

He knew that Fu Changsheng was angry at that time.

...It's been so long now, has he calmed down?

But why should he be angry with him?

As Wen Jiao thought about it, she felt extremely wronged, and an unknown fire surged up in her heart.

Did he force Fu Changsheng to do something?He didn't force him to stay with a knife on his neck!This is what Fu Changsheng willingly did for him!Fu Changsheng loves him so much, can he be blamed?

The door was opened, and Fu Changsheng, dressed in black plain clothes, came out.

Wen Jiao hurriedly suppressed his anger, pretended to be pitiful, and called softly, "Brother Changsheng..."

Fu Changsheng had a sword pinned to his waist and a burden on his shoulders. When he saw Wen Jiao, he just frowned: "Your Highness, didn't I say not to come looking for me?"

Wen Jiao wanted to cry when he saw him, so he rushed over and threw himself into Fu Changsheng's arms aggrieved.

But Fu Changsheng just frowned deeper, took a step back, and respectfully kept a distance from him: "Your Highness, this is unreasonable."

Wen Jiao stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve, burst into tears: "Brother Changsheng, I regret it, I really regret it. Brother Changsheng, please take me out of the palace. Wuwuwu, please take me out of the palace! The days in the palace I can't make it through."

Fu Changsheng was slightly taken aback, and said softly: "I am indeed going out of the palace today."

Wen Jiao's eyes widened suddenly, and his fingers clenched tightly.

——Fu Changsheng is leaving the palace?Are you leaving the palace tonight?What should he do when he goes out? !Fortunately he came, otherwise Fu Changsheng would have left him completely.

Wen Jiao felt both fortunate and angry in his heart, and asked sharply: "Are you really planning to just leave me like this?!"

Fu Changsheng didn't speak, thinking it was quite funny.

Wen Jiao's eyes widened in disbelief: "Brother Changsheng, do you really want Jiaojiao?"

Fu Changsheng pursed his lips into a line, but remained silent.

Wen Jiao froze in place, he was so panicked that he wanted to pretend to be pitiful and cry out when he was in a hurry.

Fu Changsheng looked at his red eyes, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid Your Highness, even if I leave you behind, you won't be unable to survive in this palace."

Wen Jiao raised his head suddenly, and gritted his teeth: "Fu Changsheng, do you really want me to die in front of you?!"

Fu Changsheng smiled slowly, and said calmly: "Your Highness, do you know that what I fear the most is death. Whether it's my own death or watching others die."

Wen Jiao's face turned pale, and then he remembered that Fu Changsheng was the youngest general of the Liang Kingdom... He had been on the battlefield so many times, and death was a useless threat to him.

Fu Changsheng didn't even care about his death anymore.

He really hates him.

"No, brother Changsheng..."

Fu Changsheng pushed his hand away, he didn't say a word to Wen Jiao, he walked forward, and quickly jumped onto the wall.

The robes are full of stars and moonlight, as if they have escaped from the quagmire.The gloom and panic that had been hanging over me before disappeared, the sky was clear and the sea was wide, and the wind was blowing.

"Fu Changsheng! Are you doing this to my mother!" Wen Jiao shouted with a blank mind and collapsed.

Fu Changsheng turned his head on the wall, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Mrs. Hanyue... I also want to know. Do I feel sorry for her?"

Wen Jiao couldn't help crying, his words were trembling: "How could you treat me like that, Fu Changsheng, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it, but I will not forgive you. Fu Changsheng! I will never forgive you in the future of!"

Fu Changsheng had known his temperament for a long time, jumped off the wall, and said flatly: "Then don't forgive me."

"Fu Changsheng—!!" Wen Jiao was completely frightened, rushed over and patted the wall, both hated and unwilling, thinking of his miserable situation in the future, he burst into tears.

He cried so much that his eyes were almost blind... Big drops of tears fell on his arms, hitting his skin with pain.

——Wait, it hurts?

Wen Jiao was frightened, and hurriedly stopped her tears, but saw white pearls rolling down on the ground one after another...

Weep into tears.

This scene was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which made Wen Jiao's mind go blank, and his whole body was icy cold.

He is going to turn into a pure shark!At this time when everyone is shouting and beating this shark monster!

Wen Jiao couldn't even care about crying, and slapped the wall angrily, shouting anxiously and desperately: "Fu Changsheng! Fu Changsheng! Help me, save me! I'm going to become a shark! I don't want to become a lowly shark!" ! They will lock me up! Fu Changsheng—Fu Changsheng!"

But no one paid him any attention.He lost the only person in the world who was kind to him now.

Wen Jiao hoarsely said: "Fu Changsheng!"

"He's gone far away." Just when he was about to cry again, a faint voice came from his ear.

Wen Jiao turned around, but at some point, standing behind him was a man in purple clothes, with a tall body and graceful appearance.

The man in purple stared at the red mole between his eyebrows, with a gentle smile on his lips and deep eyes.

Seeing his extraordinary demeanor, Wen Jiao stopped crying all of a sudden, and was frightened and secretly had an evil thought.

Song Guichen smiled first, and said lightly: "You don't have to think about using the phantom pupil for me, it's useless to me."

Wen Jiao's mind was pierced, and his face turned pale.

Song Guichen raised his head and glanced at the wall, his voice was very soft: "My second junior brother, with such a loyal and honest temper, can be pissed off by you. You are interesting."

Song Guichen sneered again: "I didn't expect that after going to Dongzhou for three years, there would be more than one old person mentioned by Jingshidian."

Wen Jiao clutched his sleeves, unable to understand what he was saying.

He hated the way he looked at him, just like the gray-clothed boy back then.

It's just that the young man named Xia Qing really didn't care about him, his gaze passed by quietly like a wind and moon.But the man in purple looked at him more like looking at a dead thing, inspecting, measuring, and ironic.

After a while, Wen Jiao heard the man speak again.

"You want to leave the palace?"

Wen Jiao was startled, the fear of death finally overwhelmed everything, he nodded, sniffed and said, "Well, I think."

Song Guichen still stared at his eyebrows: "I can send you out of the palace."

Wen Jiao's eyes widened: "Really, really?"

Song Guichen wrote lightly: "But you have to promise me one thing."

Wen Jiao looked at him timidly: "What's the matter?"

Song Guichen: "Go to the Emperor Liang's Mausoleum and bring back the beads in your mother's coffin."

Wen Jiao froze.

Song Guichen said: "How can ordinary monks enter the place where the coffins of pearls are placed? Yan Lanyu is unnecessary. I planned to go to Beijing myself, but now it seems that I don't need it."

He stared at the red mole quietly, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of disgust, as if he was chatting with another person through Wen Jiao's body, and he spoke slowly.

"You succeeded, I will send people out of Lingguang to your coffin. But what can you do, isn't what happened a hundred years ago enough to teach you a lesson?"

Wen Jiao's face was pale and transparent, with a dazed look on his face, and he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Song Guichen didn't pay too much attention to him.He lightly held the Sifan sword in his sleeve with his fingers, and the cold touch made his anger dissipate a little. He closed his eyes and told himself that he couldn't kill him yet.

This young man has mother Gu.

The companion spirit Gu, the mother Gu and the child Gu live and die together, but to break the Gu, one must find the caster.

Song Guichen asked, "You're about to turn into a shark, aren't you?"

This should have been said to him.Wen Jiao nodded tremblingly, for some reason, he was very afraid of the person in front of him.

Song Guichen smiled: "Turn into a shark... into a shark."

How could a mermaid turn into a mermaid after growing up...

That's just when the mother's insanity completely broke out.

companion.

At that time, the child Gu will be completely controlled rationally, willing to give everything for the mother Gu.

Song Guichen hadn't been angry for a long time, but when his anger reached the extreme, he could continue to put on his usual gentle and warm smile, and said softly, "I'll send someone to send you out of the palace tomorrow."

He stared at the scarlet mole between Wen Jiao's eyebrows that looked like a knife wound, and said word by word: "Zhuji, I'm waiting for you."