Qinglian Snow Heavy

With messy hair, looking at Qinglian with bloodless lips in her arms, as thin as paper, a layer of sweat on her face glued to the broken hair at the sideburns, but the long hair that was raised slipped between her fingers.Jiarui was full of emotions, and held up Qinglian's drooping left hand. The hand playing the piano was slightly armored, but it was dark and dull. Against the background of the green onion fingers, the red marks on the wrist were particularly eye-catching.

Jiarui's hand gently stroked the imprints made by her own scratching, and then slowly pushed up Qinglian's sleeves. It was not clear just now, but there were indeed some bruises on Qinglian's arms. It has faded a lot, but it can still be seen what kind of punishment he has suffered.Tong Yi, is this how you treat your sick and beloved child?Jia Rui couldn't forget that the voice of reprimand and punishment heard by His Excellency Qing Yun was actually directed at Qing Lian.

In fact, in the final analysis, the scars on Qinglian's hands, body, face, and heart are not because of the intersection of fate and you. Jiarui, is the royal family of Yin really a nightmare that the Moon Clan cannot get rid of? After a long time, Qinglian Lian began to suspect such a reason.

Qinglian's sleeve stopped at the crook of her arm, and Jiarui didn't lift it up again. Just now, in a rush to help, it seemed that a silvery green light flashed on the arm in the palm. She was surprised at the time, but now she doesn't want to reveal the mystery. When she was young, her long-haired face was already blurred, but she had such an ethereal and melodious singing voice, such invisible black hair, and a little emerald green on her plain forehead, how could I forget it, Son of the Moon God?

The hand that rested at the crook of the arm gradually tightened, and the clothes were tightly grasped in his hand. It was that person who ruined his heart like a heavenly father and king, made him lose his morals, and made the current king not like the king, and the ministers did not do it. minister!Thinking of the old grudge, Jia Rui couldn't help himself, but at this moment the other hand supporting Qinglian's left shoulder felt the damp cold that diffused, and he was shocked to see that his hand was covered with blood.Jiarui looked at the paper-colored Qinglian in his arms, how could he have the look that was so smooth?

"Doctor Xuan, I understand, let me take care of you carefully!" Jia Rui threw Qinglian to the ground, stood up, and said coldly.The guards and eunuchs beside him were in a hurry, but Jia Rui stopped lingering, leaving behind the unsolved but obvious answer, and flung his sleeves away.

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A few deep evening drums sounded from the Drum Tower of the imperial city, and scattered into the wind, Tong Jingyu raised his head slightly, looking at the only remaining red line on the far horizon.In summer, the days are long, and the sky is not dark until Xu time. On the blue and white sky, the shadow of the moon is faint.Tong Jingyu raised his head eagerly to look at the unknown jade plate, and after standing in front of the palace gate for a long time, as if he had decided on something, he walked into the deep palace again.

Today is the night of the full moon. Although the guards are resident in Chenxi Palace, they still have a period on the [-]th day of each month to go back to the mansion. Today is Tong Jingyu's first time off duty after entering the palace. Key, Tong Jingyu returned to Chenxi Palace again.The full moon night is a special day for him. Staying in this palace is finally closer, Qinglian, you are not alone, even though I can't help you, Tong Jingyu sighed softly.

Standing in Chenxi Palace's own small courtyard, the flowers and willows are overcast, and the bright moon in the sky is getting brighter and brighter. Tong Jingyu puts her hands behind her back and meditates quietly. Father, haven't you returned to the capital? My child really wants to ask you a lot?Tong Jingyu knew that on the night Qinglian received the order to enter the palace to worship, her father took the woman from the lotus garden away overnight. She didn't know why her father, who had always been calm, was so eager to avoid disaster. Could there really be something hidden?

Tong Jingyu took out the bamboo fan presented by Qinglian from his bosom, and unfolded it gently. Under the silvery moonlight, the ink on the fan surface was dim. Wang Yi's flashing words made him feel uneasy, what happened in the past?Strange changes are common in the palace, but as Tong Yi's son, is there anything I, Tong Jingyu, have never heard of?It's like a deep pool of water, but I hate that I don't know the depth but tell the origin of the painting fan, Qinglian, are you really okay?

Since we parted on that rainy day, Tong Jingyu has never seen Qinglian again. I know that there are many eyes and ears in the palace. She always has a detached and low-key attitude, and never makes friends with foreign ministers and eunuchs. Therefore, although the Tong family has a prominent status, and she is a first-class guard, entering this palace, Tong Jingyu is like a mud cow entering the sea, unable to use half of her strength. I can only be cautious in everything, and I don't want my actions to make Qinglian attract the attention of others.

Facing the bright moon alone, competing for lovesickness, although we are not together, we miss each other.Moonlight poured out from the window pane, Qinglian looked at the silver garlic swaying under the curtain in the clear light, and her heart trembled slightly.The fifteenth day of every month is the day when Qinglian goes to see her mother in the lotus garden. Thinking back to the last time the moon was full, she was still paying respects to her birthday, and the tenderness of her mother's fingertips seems to be still on her cheeks, but now she can't see it. How could there be a farewell to Xiao Ran when he met his mother before entering the palace.She once longed so much to go out to the outside world, but after leaving the Tong's Mansion, she was still confined here, Qinglian couldn't help feeling sad.

The laceration of the shoulder and arm is trauma after all. After these few days of careful treatment by the imperial physicians, Qinglian's body has gradually recovered, but it is due to illness, so her body is still weak, so Qinglian has been in the past few days. Resting on the couch, I didn't go out for half a step, and I didn't feel tired, so I quietly got up with my clothes.

It is strange to say that this Lantai building is extremely luxurious, and there are many doctors and servants who make diagnosis and treatment, but they all come on time and ask to leave on time. Many times, there is only one sixty-year-old old man in this Lantai building. The guardian takes care of Qinglian's daily life, so Qinglian lives here quite cleanly, but also very lonely.

Qinglian went upstairs, came to the music room by herself, lingered among the treasures, the moonlight outside the window penetrated through the veil, and the pearly light in the room also dimmed, Qinglian took down a bamboo flute from the shelf Caressing, but it was hard to suppress the pain when he just raised his arm, so he had no choice but to give up and took a long flute in his hand.Tried the tone on my lips, it was really deep, no wonder Mr. always puts more emphasis on flute rhyme in Xiaodi, as expected it is difficult for those who enjoy playing Xiaodi to be clear and clear.

Qinglian is naturally happy, she has been sick again and again in the past few days and has not studied the piano music, and Qinglian who has entered the palace as a court musician always feels that she has a responsibility and obligation, so the room is full of joy and joy in such a beautiful place. Under the moonlit night, how could she not be moved, Qinglian couldn't bear it anymore, took a flute and went upstairs.

The summer night is slightly cool, and the clear light is like a waterfall. Standing on the stage and looking at the waves and shadows in the lake, the heart is also clear, everything is quiet, it seems that there is only one person left on the stage in the world, and the wind on the lake brings a light lotus fragrance. The flute reached her lips and took a light breath, but Qinglian didn't utter half a tone.

I think it must be the first green lotus blooming in the lotus garden. Did mother go to pick the morning dew from the pistils by boat?Using the dew collected from the lotus to make tea, my father must like it very much. Whenever the sound of the piano is heard in the lotus garden, it must be that my father has gone to visit my mother.Qinglian thought about it, and her originally sunny mood dimmed again. She was used to her father's sternness and mother's gentleness, but since she entered the palace, she had no news of her parents. She wondered if her father would be under the lamp tonight. Criticize the class, will the mother look forward to her son's return in the lotus garden?

Do you remember to move the two Molan children's books on the window sill of Qingyun Pavilion back to the house every day?In the scorching summer sun, the two orchids could only see the twilight of the sun.I don't know if Tong Lan has collected the extra money for this month. Didn't she say that she likes the beaded necklace from Yulongzhai? With this month's money, she should be able to buy it.Do you remember to put a small handful of corn on the bamboo platform in the yard every day? Since the rice was put in the snow the year before last, the group of little elves flying in the air remember to come every day.

Qinglian just felt that the more she thought about it, the more she was bound by the little things in the Tongfu, and there was no place that she could not miss, and there was no place that she could not miss.Perhaps only after I really leave can I realize that I cherish that place so much, a place that is my home!

The flute that Qinglian held close to her lips trembled gently in her hand, playing the flute on a moonlit night, singing by the water, only Jing Yu would ask herself to do such an arty thing for him, brother Yu, sir, you will come to see me , but why I waited here alone for a long time and you never showed up. Could it be that I was really the only one left, but your embrace was so warm and real on the day I first entered the court? Thinking of this, Qinglian's eyes shattered .

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In front of her eyes seemed to be broken glass all over the sky, reflecting the brilliance of the moon and floating above the rippling clear waves. Suddenly, a mountain mist seemed to rise in the distance, and strands of music came to Qinglian's ears.Yes Xun, Qinglian gently wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and listened attentively, the sounds rose and fell, as sad as sighs, and Xun originally had a more mournful tone than Xiao.

The sound like water mist scattered into the wind, passing through the smoke and waves in front of the platform, it came in strands and strands, I don't know the distance.Qinglian carefully discerned that the melancholy tone was actually a piece of "Remnant Snow on the Cold River". Originally, the summer wind was peaceful, but when the melancholy and distant Xun music came, it suddenly made people feel chilly. At this time, the clear moonlight is like a layer of frost, and a thin shadow of residual snow makes people suddenly feel sad about the loneliness of the world.

Tonight, Qinglian's thoughts are unclear. At this time, the moonlight is quiet and bright, and the moonlight is not as bright as the sun. Such pure and flawless brilliance firmly attracts Qinglian's eyes. Today, people don't see the moon in ancient times. According to the ancients, the bright moon in the sky no matter whether the world rises or falls, or the sorrows and joys of the ant people, she can't avoid it, including the ups and downs of sorrow and joy within this palace wall.

The persistent gaze like the bright moon is so clear and visible, Qinglian raised her head slightly, and closed her eyes facing the moonlight, but the bright moon shadow just now seemed to be engraved in front of her eyes, lingering, just like the moment of life and death. The firm gaze cast by Rui captures all his emotions and makes people feel calm.like that