Should marry a concubine heart illuminating the moon

It snows heavily in winter, goose feathers are flying, and the thick snow accumulated at the corner of the eaves falls with a woman's fall.

Coincidentally, it landed in an overturned soup pot, and the heat gradually dissipated.

The woman's face was flushed with cold, covering a bit of her alluring beauty, and the mist in her eyes was still pitiful.Looking at the scratched wrist, she choked a few times, gritted her teeth, got up, picked up the mess on the ground, and staggered away.

Emperor Zhao Zongqian of the Southern Jin Dynasty had many sons and daughters, but his fourth daughter, Zhao Hui, was the only one who doted on his fourth daughter, Zhao Hui, who was bestowed with the Luanqi Palace just after reaching the age of Jin, and the rewards are even more dazzling, with everything you can expect.As long as the princess speaks, there is nothing Zhao Zongqian can't afford.As a result, pampered and spoiled, Princess Hui is a well-known pampered and arrogant princess in the palace, and even the servants and maids in the palace are superior to others.

This princess Hui has been domineering since she was a child, and she has caused misfortunes all over the palace, even Zhao Zongqian's favorite Bai Kongjue cannot escape her grasp.She plucked the feathers on the tip of the tail, but they haven't grown out yet. He became Bai Kongjue with a bald butt. Zhao Zongqian was heartbroken when he saw it, and he was sent to the imperial dining room not long after.

But there is one person who is always Princess Hui's true love, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, cold or hot.Princess Hui always catches that person to tease her, and if she doesn't see Princess Hui for a day, she will be absent-minded and forget about eating and drinking.

That person is a woman, born with a good skin, her identity is unclear, she is not comparable to a princess and prince, but she is comparable to a court minister.In this majestic Forbidden Palace, the clothes are not as good as the fourth-class maids in Luanqi Palace, the food is not as good as the low-level slaves who sweep the palace roads, they live in leaky tile houses, and use poor utensils.What's strange is that no one except Luanxi Palace dared to do anything excessive to her.

At this moment, the woman was picking up the freshly baked black-bone chicken and Polygonum ginseng, and rushed to Luanqi Palace in a hurry.This time she walked extra cautiously, unaware that the thick cloth on her wrist was bleeding.

Princess Hui couldn't put it down and played with the phoenix clay stove that was a tribute from the Western Regions all day long.This hand stove is said to be made from the clay kiln where the ashes fell when the phoenix died.

But no matter how warm this phoenix clay stove is, it can't compare to the coldness in the stomach. When Princess Hui stomped her feet, the maid in the house knelt down on the ground.

"Where is the little horse? How long has it been since you went to the imperial dining room to get some soup? This princess is almost starving to death, won't she slip into the lake and freeze to death?" Princess Hui couldn't read well, and cursed that she was super classy.

The most flattering, the servant who won Princess Hui's heart, Feng Zhong, climbed up to Princess Hui's heels with hands and feet, raised a smile, "I would like to go to the cold, windy and snowy day for your highness, and freeze to death." It's a small matter, but if you're hungry, it's a big problem."

Princess Hui, who loves to be spoiled and arrogant, loves to listen to these falsehoods, and immediately feels more at ease, twisting the orchid finger and pushing Fengzhong's forehead, and said half-coquettishly: "Go, don't go out of the corridor, less You are really not used to serving this princess."

Feng Zhong smiled and narrowed his eyes, looking like a treacherous eunuch, he climbed out of the door with all hands and feet.He shrank his neck, and walked quickly to the entrance of the corridor not far away. The wind and snow seemed to be a little bit heavier. He cursed secretly, and looked towards the direction of the imperial dining room.

After a while, the little man that Princess Hui spoke of appeared in the wind and snow, covered with snowflakes like a snowman.Hands trembling like frozen old women handed over the food box, the little man didn't dare to shake too much for fear of spilling half a drop of the hot soup inside.

Feng Zhong took the food box, raised his leg and kicked the little man, cursing in his mouth: "All day long, you eat and sleep, pigs are not as good as you. It's been half an hour, you don't know how to put medicine in the soup have you gone?"

The little man was stunned, and his split lips trembled twice, but he didn't make a sound.

Feng Zhong rolled his eyes, scolded the lowly maid again, his eyeballs suddenly stopped on the little man's chest, and he couldn't take it away.These years have been used to bullying, no one in Luanxi Palace treats villains as human beings.Little did they know that the little centaur, who was once a small flower bud, had gradually grown into a decent figure, and this figure could be considered somewhat graceful.

With a mean smile on his face, Feng Zhong took a step closer to the little man, and stretched out his hand to reach his chest.The little man screamed out in shock on the spot, stepped back several steps, and fell unsteadily on his feet.Feng Zhong was furious, and stepped forward a few steps and grabbed the little man's wrist, which was exactly where the wound was.

The little man resisted desperately, but in the end he had more energy than he wanted.Feng Zhong was overwhelmed with complacency, leaned his head, and said in the little man's ear: "It's better if you follow me, and life will be easier in the future. Although I am just a dog in front of Princess Hui, I am still much better than now. "

The villain's heart was shattered, and there was a chill in his eyes, which made Feng Zhong tremble.Unexpectedly, the little man pushed his knee into his trousers/crotch. Fortunately, it was empty, Feng Zhong just groaned, and raised his hand in anger to slap the little man.

The little man fell sideways in the snow, Feng Zhong shook his hands and lost interest, got up and said: "There will always be a day when you kneel down and beg for mercy, grandpa will see how long you can keep your mouth so hard!"

The little man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up staggeringly, and followed Feng Zhong silently.

When Princess Hui heard the sound, she looked up and saw Feng Zhong with a flattering smile on his face, carrying a food box. He didn't dare to go too far, for fear that the chill on his body would infect the master.Princess Hui was very satisfied with this subtle action, and she was also a bit pleasing to the eye when she saw the little man following behind her.

The originally more vicious joke was also a bit gentle, "Princess Mingyue has worked so hard. She even brought me soup on this snowy day. I can drink a few more bowls. Feng Zhong, give Princess Mingyue a bowl too. Warm up."

The villain stood there, looking at a loss, which was naturally pitiful.

According to Feng Zhongyi's words, he presented the steaming soup bowl in front of the little man, completely different from his face just now, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness rewards your soup, why don't you hurry up and take it?"

"I won't drink it." The little man refused flatly, with a melodious voice like the top singer of Babailiyao.

Before Feng Zhong could yell at her for being ungrateful, Princess Hui's footsteps and angry voice came from behind her: "Song Mingyue, who do you look down on?"

The little man, Song Mingyue, gritted his teeth and looked straight at the aggressive Princess Hui, "I'm not worthy."

Princess Hui's complexion was as if she was juggling, she swung the spring water at once, reached out and grabbed the soup bowl from Fengzhong's hand and stuffed it into Song Mingyue's hand, and said with a smile: "I gave it to you, no one dares to say no. Character."

Song Mingyue looked at the sneer on Fengzhong's mouth, closed her eyes, tilted her head, and drank a clean slate.She regretted that she left too fast when she came, and the hot soup couldn't taste a trace of deliciousness, which made her heart ache.

Princess Hui was in a great mood, so she rewarded Song Mingyue with a rabbit down cloak, which aroused the jealousy of all the maids.

After leaving the Luanxi Palace, Song Mingyue seemed to have lost all her strength, and stumbled out of the corridor to find a remote corner with no one there.Bending down, fingers swollen like radishes dug into the throat until he spit out a puddle of filth.She exhaled a few foul breaths, and just as she was about to straighten her waist, she caught a glimpse of yellow stains on the hem of the rabbit down cloak.

Song Mingyue held her breath and choked a few times, but she still couldn't hold back, and burst into tears.

She didn't know how long she had been crying, but suddenly a voice came from behind, which startled Song Mingyue, she turned her head to look with tears in her eyes, but there was a young man who looked exactly like her.

"What's wrong with you?" the little boy asked distressedly.

Song Mingyue cried even harder, and pulled the cloak on her body, "Zhao Hui gave it to you."

The little boy was puzzled, "What's on her mind?"

Song Mingyue pulled up her dirty hem, "I vomited."

The young master's eyes widened, he and Song Mingyue looked at each other for a while, and finally asked: "Then why are you crying?"

Song Mingyue burst into tears, "If Zhao Hui sees it tomorrow, maybe how I will be punished, my hands are freezing to death in this heavy snow day, how can I wash... woo..." She looked up and saw that the dark scene was already gone. The sky fell, and he choked twice, "Mingjue, how can there be someone like Zhao Hui in this world? Is she sent by the King of Hades to torture me? Do I have to live by her face for the rest of my life? Then Am I still alive?"

Young master, Song Mingjue took out a burlap handkerchief and wiped away sister Song Mingyue's tears, and said softly, "It's better to live than to die. If you are hungry, there are millet steamed buns left in the imperial dining room today, eat them first." Besides, I'll take this cloak to the Clothes Bureau in a while, and I'll find Sister Luling to think about it."

Song Mingyue sobbed again, and finally stopped crying.

The siblings went back to the palace residence. After all, Song Mingjue was a man, so Zhao Zongqian generously arranged for the siblings two shabby rooms next to each other, less than five steps wide and ten steps long.

On the painted coffee table, the millet steamed buns were still steaming. Song Mingyue took two bites of each, and after only six bites, she forgot the idea of ​​seeking death just now.Song Mingjue looked at her with soft eyes, "You eat, I'll go to the Clothes Bureau."

"You don't want to eat before going?" Song Mingyue said inarticulately.

Song Mingjue smiled softly, "I've eaten."

Song Mingyue stared at the few millet buns in the bowl in a daze for a moment, then looked up, and Song Mingjue had already left the door.She swallowed the steamed bun with a hint of sweetness in her mouth, picked up the bowl and stuffed it into the linen quilt secretly sent by Luling a few days ago. The two brothers finally don't have to live in the cold.

Except for the servants in the various palaces, most of the maids in the palace live in the residence of the palace servants, the poor sisters and brothers account for the majority, and only one Luling really helps out like Luling.

Song Mingjue, holding a large rabbit velvet cloak in his hand, braved the wind and snow and ran all the way to the clothing bureau, silently praying in his heart that Lvling would be on duty tonight.He suddenly remembered that he should go to the next door to ask if Luling was in the palace man's house, but it would be too late to go back at this time, so he had to pray again in his heart that Luling was on duty tonight.

While he was concentrating on his journey, he suddenly heard the sound of falling water.

This path by the lake is a shortcut to the Huanyi Bureau. There are few people in the palace on weekdays, and the lake is also an inconspicuous small pond that is not even considered a lake.

Song Mingjue stretched his neck and looked towards the surface of the lake. Because of the snow, the surface of the lake had already formed a thin layer of ice.The water is rippling, with a few small waves swaying, but this lake has been neglected for many years, not even a tailed koi.

At this time, the wind and snow had calmed down a lot, Song Mingjue waited and watched a few more times out of pure heart, for fear that someone might stumble and fall into the water.But after a while, the lake slowly returned to calm.Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden sound of water splashing out of the lake, scaring Song Mingjue almost to throw the rabbit down cloak in his hand.

Patting his chest to calm down, Song Mingjue looked at the lake again, and there was a person's head emerging from the water, not shouting for help, but unfamiliar and half-understood words.

"His uncle, who threw my old lady into the lake!?"

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