Qinglian Snow Heavy

No matter what, I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. Huang's songs are mixed with the elders' entrustment, and the moral steel line draws bloodstains on Qinglian's heart.Qinglian stumbled to the shelf in the room, fetched the wine bottle, fell silent for a while, then drank half of the remaining wine in one gulp.The bad wine was like her throat, and Qinglian's throat was burning like a cut, and she coughed so much that she couldn't straighten up, but Qinglian's heart settled down.Qinglian said in her heart: Don't do things like Tongfenglou again, since you can't hide now, this voice might as well be ruined!

Her throat hurt like a knife, Qinglian couldn't eat at all, she lay down with her clothes on and rested for a while, then someone came to summon her again.Qinglian silently packed her things and left without saying a word. Buti only thought that Qinglian was tired and didn't take it to heart.It wasn't until the evening that Qinglian was framed and thrown back covered in blood, and Buti finally found out what was going on, thinking that the young master has lost his ability to invite favors, how should the master and servant deal with it in the future?

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When Qinglian was a child whose vocal cords were just growing, she was forced to pick up guests in Tongfenglou by the madam and was given alcohol, which hurt her throat and took a long time to recover.Since then, Qinglian has been allergic to alcohol, even if it is just fruit-made sake, as long as a little bit of Qinglian is touched, her throat will become red, swollen and congested, and she will be speechless for ten and a half months. Self destruct sound.

Qinglian was determined, and did not leave any retreat for herself. If the wine hadn't been mixed with water by the Shangshan Supervisor, Qinglian might have half-filled her throat, and the sound of nature would really be destroyed from then on.But even so, Qinglian was almost speechless after drinking, so although she could cope with Xiao Chunhuang's persecution, Qinglian paid a heavy price.

In the afternoon of that day, Qinglian was sent to the side hall to make early preparations, and she was still silently playing with silk and bamboo.Xiaochun came over to find some fun after taking a nap, and asked Qinglian to accompany the play before listening to a few songs, and this time Xiaochun even stopped the soundtrack, just want to listen to Qinglian's graceful Qing songs.

Wang Lian was very curious why Qinglian didn't resign this time, did she just compromise like this, and it wasn't until Qinglian spoke that Wang Lian knew that the person in front of him was far more resolute than he imagined.Qinglian opened her mouth, and the libretto she uttered has long since ceased to be a melody, her voice is as hoarse as choking in her throat, like the wind blowing away sand and sand, it's hard to hear.

Qinglian planned this way, now that her voice is ruined, even if I force me, I can no longer satisfy you. Although my eyes are full of filth, I can still keep my greenness.From clear and ethereal to hoarse and dull, Xiaochun couldn't believe that the intoxicating voice would be so poisoned in just a moment of lunch break, it must be that guy Qinglian putting on airs.

But even with the cane whip on her body, Qinglian could only sing with a hoarse voice when she was ordered to sing.Every time Qinglian uttered a word, her throat seemed to be sliced ​​by a sharp knife, and she wept blood.It wasn't until later that Qinglian's voice was so weak that it was barely audible, with blood streaming from the corners of her mouth, Xiaochun and Wang Lian finally confirmed that the proud Tong Leshi had somehow ruined her voice.

If she disobeys orders like this, Xiaochun suddenly feels that she is a useless queen, and can't even subdue a little musician, so she becomes even more vicious towards Qinglian.It's okay not to sing, but disobedience is a fact. The palace has its own methods to make life worse than death.So after Qinglian ruined her voice, every day Qinglian went out in plain clothes in the morning, but at night she was dragged back with bloodstains, and later Qinglian couldn't even hold herself in the morning, so she had to be dragged out.

Qinglian lost all the favors, and Buti was also looked down upon in the palace, but there was no way, since it was the master's insistence, how could he be so meager to change.Qinglian was very kind to Buti, and when she knew that Buti used her body to seek medicine for herself, Qinglian asked Buti to use her professional card to go to the Yuefu to collect her musician's salary, and then donated all of it to Buti.So even though she is being treated coldly now, Buti still takes care of Qinglian with all her heart.It's just that Buti knew in his heart that although the people he served were very kind to him, they couldn't rely on them after all.

More than ten days later, Qinglian was tortured and her body was unbearable. The wound from the beating was not properly cared for due to lack of medicine, and the repeated inflammation made Qinglian have a low-grade fever that could not go away.At the end Qinglian was already so dizzy that Buti risked his life to go to the front hall to block Wang Lian on the road, begging if he could invite the medical officer to come and have a look.

I don't know which quack doctor in the Tai Hospital didn't treat him attentively when he saw that it was just a little musician who was punished by the queen.The quack doctor prescribed several doses of strong medicine, how could Qinglian stand it?Although she was awake later, Qinglian became weaker and weaker after her energy was emptied.

After Qinglian hurt her voice with alcohol, her throat was always congested and swollen, she couldn't eat anything, she could only barely eat some porridge every day, sometimes when the empress stayed in trouble, or she knelt all day, she was often hungry.Qinglian already had an old disease of spleen and stomach deficiency and coldness, how could she endure such tossing, external injuries and internal troubles, Qinglian's whole body seemed to be left with only a shell, and she didn't know when her soul would get out of this skin and be liberated.

Even with the firm belief in Qinglian's heart, she had to wait for her father and brother and Jiarui to come back, but she couldn't resist such a waste of her soul, she just held her breath.Seeing Qinglian getting weaker and weaker, Buti felt anxious and scared, because he knew that even if Qinglian died like this in this deep palace that cannibalized people, she would still be as quiet as quicksand, without a sound, without a trace. Nobody cares at all.

Qinglian has been in the palace for more than [-] days, and her form has already disappeared, she is no longer in human form.Fortunately, Xiaochun saw that Qinglian was resolute, and she found it boring to torture every day without seeing the results, so in recent days, no one from the front hall came to summon her, and Qinglian was left to fend for herself in this small courtyard.Qinglian leaned on the bed to rest, chatted with Buti from time to time, but soon fell asleep again.

Seeing this, Buti felt anxious and couldn't bear it any longer. Even though he knew that there would be no good results in trying to get ahead in the palace, he still decided to go all out and fight for a while.Buti knew that Qinglian was an official music history official, and since the last time he went to Yuefu to receive Qinglian's salary, he happened to meet Li Hanjun, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, who was there to inspect, so Buti had been careful.

Buti grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he is also a person with eyes. Lezheng Xiaoren's look of disgust towards Qinglian makes Buti know that begging him will be fruitless.On the contrary, it was Li Hanjun, a senior official, who asked about Qinglian's matter, with concern in his tone, otherwise Buti would not have received the salary of a sinful music history so easily.

Early this morning, after getting everything ready, Buti stood guard beside the imperial road in front of Ziwei Hall, because Buti knew that the high officials stationed in Beijing would come here every day to handle government affairs.Sure enough, Buti, who was standing by the side, saw Li Hanjun, whom he had seen that day, walking towards the Ziwei Hall together with an elder with a white beard. Buti, the little supervisor of Nifang Palace, please save Tong Qinglian Le Shi, please save Tong Qinglian Le Shi!"

The people Buti is looking for are Li Hanjun, an upstart in the imperial court, and Yan Shoufang, an old official who is the chief minister. He didn't know that such a farce would happen early in the morning, but when they heard Tong Qinglian's name, both of them were startled.Tong Qinglian, Yan Shoufang's mind is the white-faced male favorite who seduced the emperor in the imperial study, while Li Hanjun is the second son of the Tongfu who is well-known and elegant in the mourning hall of Gu's mansion.

No matter what, Buti's behavior was very out of bounds, and he was soon beaten away by the guards and taken to the servant's mansion.Both Yan and Li have their own thoughts, but Li Hanjun couldn't help but speak first: "Teacher Yan, when I went to Yuefu last time, I heard that Tong Qinglian seemed to have offended Empress Xiaochun, and it's not good to be imprisoned in Nifang Palace. I'm afraid there is something hidden about today's matter..."

"What are you afraid of? You're just a little musician. Could it be that you've become the crazy talk of that little slave to argue with the Queen of the Palace?" Yan Shoufang said in a cold tone.

"But Tong Qinglian is the second son of General Tong Yi." Li Hanjun added.

"I know this!"

"but……"

"What's the matter? But, Li Shilang, when did you care so much about the affairs of the harem!" Yan Shoufang interrupted and defended Li Hanjun, "You haven't heard the gossip between that man and the emperor, have you? I've seen Tong Qinglian, Thanks to the upbringing of Li Le Tong's family, he has a charming appearance. Originally, the unclear relationship between the emperor and Tong Jingyu was already very controversial, but now is a very important time. What will the court think if your male favorite meddles in the affairs of the harem?"

When Yan Shoufang heard that Qinglian had an accident in Nifang Palace, he couldn't guess the reason, but he didn't want to interfere at all, it would be best for that person to perish.So Yan Shoufang patted Li Hanjun on the shoulder and persuaded: "Li Shilang, since that Tong Qinglian is the son of General Tong, how could he be recruited into the palace for no reason to suffer injustice? Perhaps it was the empress dowager's order to restrain the Tong family." What? Now that the situation is unclear, how can we rashly intervene and leave nothing to talk about?"

Li Hanjun thinks about it too, since he is the son of the Tong family and the Tong family is in full swing, how can Tong Qinglian's life be in danger?I don't know who the little prisoner's false life was, and why he was begging for justice today, and he must have been used by others.Buti desperately cried and begged for Qinglian's life, but was easily exposed by Yan Shoufang. Since then, Qinglian fell into a situation of nowhere to survive in the palace.

莲步

Buti's transgression quickly reached Xiaochun's ears, and he was naturally furious. When Buti was sent to Nifang Palace by the Minister's Office, it was another round of lessons.Fortunately, Wang Lian made arrangements in advance, so Buti was not killed.After the punishment, Buti braced himself and limped while leaning on the wall to leave. He met Wang Lian at the door of the punishment room.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Lian looked at Buti, who was leaning on the wall and bowed in front of him, with gloating in his tone, "Buti, I think you're a smart child, otherwise you wouldn't have looked for some more these years." Brothers' love can last until now, and it is considered a minority in the palace. It's just little Butti,