Qinglian Snow Heavy

Because of the sword bestowed by the king, Jiarui watched Tong Jingyu knelt in front of him and remained as silent as himself.There were scattered memorials on the ground, and Tong Jingyu, who was Huimin's personal bodyguard, would probably be scolded if he picked them up or not. Everything was just a drama deliberately arranged by Huimin, just to give himself a warning.

Already deliberately avoiding the courtiers, I specially chose this time to come to the Chenxi Palace to pay my respects, the Dragon Boat Festival is coming, and as usual, I said "I will let the empress dowager decide everything." It's rare to come to coat Huimin with the gold powder of monopoly, and to make peace every morning and evening, neither to be abandoned nor to be diligent, just for the sake of own bad reputation and to avoid the embarrassment of encountering court advocates.Since it is what you want, I have already offered it with both hands. As long as Yinguo can recuperate after my Jiarui Dynasty and the Qingcheng Rebellion, why are you still so suspicious?

Although Jiarui never thought of seizing power because he did not want to cause civil strife, and has always condoned and acquiesced in Huimin's actions, after all, seizing power is not a matter of course, and since Huimin took power, he has always been kind to the people, but even if he How prosperous the country is in front of my eyes, as a spectator of a country, how can Jiarui not hate that he should be the emperor who rules the world!

If the first emperor hadn't lost his mind because of Yan Lan, the mother and concubine who loved his father deeply would not have lost his favor, Yu Yu died of illness, and the palace lost the protection of the mother's power, how could the originally intelligent and precocious prince have today? Such an encounter?His father was devastated because of Yan Lan's escape, and he died in panic. As the only heir of the late king, Jia Rui, the ten-year-old prince who lost his mother and concubine and the favor of the previous king, how did he escape from the open and dark arrows in the palace? Grow up and ascend to the throne of God.

Jiarui looked at the kneeling people in the hall, and tightly clutched the corners of his clothes. Perhaps it was because of the support of Queen Huimin that he was able to proclaim himself emperor at a young age and survive in the palace. But after so many years, what should he do? What was given up was also given up, and what should be done was done. Why is Huimin so aggressive now that people can't forget the initial hatred.I don't want to hate, but now I have to hate. The children of the royal family have always been wise early, and why would the ten-year-old prince not know, would not understand, the person who made his beloved father lose his way!

Jiarui looked at Qin Zhengqing, who was kneeling on the ground respectfully, feeling disgusted in his heart. Among the memorials scattered all over the floor, Jiarui had already seen the sheet music presented by the Yuefu. noble.It was just for Qinglian. Thinking of this, Jiarui was furious and shouted: "Wang Li, go get a pair of bamboo boards!" It was actually that bamboo and that person.

Here, Jiarui has been waiting at Lantai for more than an hour, and Qinglian seems to have disappeared and never appeared, but Jiarui never sent anyone to look for it, but waited here suppressing his anger, because he knew Qinglian will definitely not be able to get out of Chaohua Palace, so Jiarui really wants to know what can make Qinglian disrespect the emperor's order so much, and not pay attention to atonement in Lantai.

for what?Maybe it's still the piece of bamboo, or maybe there's still the figure who once sang swords in the emerald green.In the past few days, Qinglian will walk up the long bridge alone in the morning light, and go to the quiet place in the bamboo forest. At first, she just glanced at it quietly, not daring to stay too much, but she always felt that she was expecting something, and then she was disappointed. .

Qinglian stays in Lantai and no one cares about her. These days, she goes to the bamboo forest every day, stopping for half a quarter today, a quarter tomorrow, and two quarters the next day, and then.Then the bamboo forest was still silent, and Qinglian walked closer and closer, stepping on the soft soil and moss, gently caressing the green and moist bamboo poles, one after another, some smooth, some with slight scratches, Then came back lonely.

The water has risen a bit, Qinglian walked across the center of the lake with ripples, and the cool water overflowed her feet, but Qinglian didn't realize it, alone in this place, she couldn't see her father, nor her mother, nor her elder brother. When she came to visit her husband, because of her own experience, she couldn't see anyone she wanted to see. Qinglian felt very disappointed, and walked back to Lantai silently.

Lantai is also a lonely place.The half-closed door was slowly pushed open with a creaking sound. Qin Zhengqing immediately looked back as if reflexively, only to see Qinglian with her head bowed, her hair disheveled, and her clothes untidy. Unconsciously, Qin Zhengqing, who had been kneeling and waiting for a long time, couldn't help being shocked, and yelled loudly, regardless of the king's presence: "Qinglian! Be bold, don't kneel down yet!"

重见

Seeing Qinglian walk into the hall, although it was dark and unreal, but his lover seemed to be safe, Qin Zhengqing breathed a sigh of relief.But to face the anger of the neglected king at the moment, how can it be good, Qin Zhengqing was anxious.

At a glance, Qinglian who walked in with her head bowed seemed to be a little lost. She slowly pushed open the half-closed door, but she caressed the rich door and looked back at the sky. came in.In the silent hall, everyone could hear that shallow sigh, why, for the clear sky outside, or for the obscure air inside?Qinglian didn't know, she didn't let go of the hand holding the door, but she was already standing in the door alone.

Qin Zhengqing looked at Qinglian with disheveled hair, and felt anxious. Although Qinglian had always been like this in Tongfu, he knew that it was Tong Yi's rules. With a lot of interference, it is acquiescence to Qinglian's disheveled behavior, anyway, she is not yet at the age of crowning, but now in front of the emperor, how can Qinglian be so disheveled without looking at the emperor?At least it should be tied behind the ears.

Looking at Qinglian's clothes in a mess, the hem seemed to be dirty and wrinkled in one place, she didn't have the slightest appearance, and she still didn't know it, until now she hasn't seen the king sitting on top.Qin Zhengqing was terrified in his heart. If Qinglian was punished for disrespect last time, he could think of it as an additional crime, but now Qinglian's actions are indeed a crime of disrespect. Qin Zhengqing's eyes trembled. Passing over the Changchun benches and bamboo boards in the hall, feeling anxious in his heart, he no longer cared about shouting loudly, so as to wake up the obsessed and ignorant disciple in front of him.

"Qinglian! Be bold, don't kneel down!"

Qin Zhengqing's scolding sound echoed in the empty and silent hall, making it particularly abrupt.That was sir's voice, sir, Qinglian suddenly raised her head, and saw the master she hadn't seen for a long time not far away, she couldn't help but take two steps forward.

Mr. Qin calling her name echoed in her ears, and Qinglian, who had lost her loved one for a long time, felt joyful, but, "kneel down"?Why does Mr. Qin seem to be kneeling in front of him?bold?The bright bamboo water outside is still shining brightly in front of my eyes, and when I first entered the dim hall, there is a shadow in front of Qinglian's eyes, I can't see clearly, who is sitting in the distance?Qinglian took a step closer, is it him?Approaching step by step, Qinglian stared straight at the dim figure not far away, completely unaware of the person crouching on the ground.

It's him, Raja!No, the one sitting in front of him is the lofty Emperor Jiarui.Qinglian stood in the hall in a daze, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her.The Jiarui reunited in the palace was different from the laziness in the first meeting, domineering and persistent in the second time, and carelessness in the third time.

This is the color of a king, that kind of bearing is convincing.It wasn't until this moment that Qinglian seemed to remember something, and glanced at the gloomy and angry expression of the emperor sitting upright, feeling astonished and ashamed, and knelt down on the ground.There was still silence around him, the silence was terrifying, it seemed that Jiarui's suppressed anger stirred the air in the hall, and the slight cold wind seeped into Qinglian's wet clothes, making him shiver.

Qin Zhengqing saw Qinglian kneeling beside him respectfully but silently, but didn't apologize, and felt anxious. It's not good for the silent disciple to be silent at this time, and he didn't care about Cai's gaffe just now, and said, "Your Majesty, my humble minister Qin Zhengqing, the head of the Yuefu, has no way to teach disciples and neglects the king, please punish him." Qin Zhengqing glanced at Qinglian who was kneeling beside him, and couldn't bear it, so he asked for mercy, "Please also remember the villain Tong Qinglian. Palace matters, deal with them lightly."

Jia Rui looked at Qinglian who was kneeling ten steps away, her body was crouched down, her expression was not clear, her thin body trembled slightly.Jiarui closed her eyes, and she seemed to see that gaze of joy, pity, fear, or admiration again, the gaze that once played the piano for herself and was punished for herself, trembling in her arms, covered in bamboo Looking back, the silhouette of the man holding the wind in the sky and covering his sleeves under the moonlight.

Everything was so beautiful, but when he opened his eyes, what he saw was a humble and beggar kneeling at his feet. Jiarui's haughty and looking down gaze no longer had the pity of a moment ago, what was left in his cold and lonely heart Only unfair fate fanned his anger!

Plead

"Wang Li, I remember I warned you. You must have carefully supervised Tong Qinglian Xiule in Lantai. How do you explain today's escape?" Jiarui asked the old prisoner kneeling at his feet seriously. , it is obviously not mean to speak harshly to Jiarui, the servant Jiarui who has served the former king all his life and is also the most relied on by Emperor Ziye. After all, Wang Li was not bad to him when he was a child.

Even so, Jiarui couldn't hide her anger. The reason why he sent Qinglian, who was suspicious of her identity, to Lantai, and let Wang Li, who served the late king, take care of her was because she thought that Qinglian would not be able to hide it in front of Wang Li, who was most familiar with the late king. However, Wang Li, who also hates Yan Lan, is afraid that he will strictly restrain Qinglian, and his hatred can be regarded as a fake hand, but