Qinglian Snow Heavy

Hidden under the loose long hair, Xiaochun screamed after only one glance.

Empress Empress's shrill cry startled everyone in the hall. The bodyguard who had been wantonly beating Qinglian in the hall before saw that he was not paying attention, and the half-dead musician who was still lying on the ground just now had the strength to crawl to the queen's side Disturbing, isn't it a crime of dereliction of duty, and immediately rushed forward with a stride.

Qinglian took a deep breath and crawled to Wang Lian's side, exhausting the last bit of strength in her body.Stretching out his hand, he barely managed to grab Wang Lian's sleeve. Before he could stop anything, the guard who rushed up twisted his hair with his hands, twisted his arms behind his back, and dragged him back.

Wang Lian was also concentrating on looking at the golden and green flames in his hands, but he didn't expect such an accident to happen in front of his eyes.Seeing that Qinglian was about to be dragged away by the guards, Wang Lian's mind turned and he restrained the guards' atrocities.

Qinglian was erected and knelt on the ground, and was forced to raise her head because her hair was twisted. Looking at the face that resembled Yan Lan, Xiaochun gasped in shock for a moment, and murmured: "It's him, it's him , the Son of the Pure Moon, the Son of the Pure Moon..." Wang Lian held the forehead crown in his hand, and said to comfort Xiaochun: "Empress, the Son of the Pure Moon, Yan Lan, has long since gone with the late Emperor. This servant remembers that Mr. Yan looked like this, empress, would you take a look again?"

After finishing speaking, Wang Lian stroked Qinglian's moist, hot and clean forehead with one hand, and gently smoothed the broken hair to one side. With the other hand, he took off the forehead tiara from the candle flame without hesitation, and pressed both sides on Qinglian's forehead middle.

"Ah——" Qinglian screamed out her throat, raised her head abruptly, then fell for half a minute, and then fell silent, and at this moment, the sound of scorched flesh continued unabated.The heavy gold crown had been tempered on the fire for a long time, and the middle part was glowing with fiery red light. At this moment, Wang Lian placed it on Qinglian's forehead, and it was almost scorched into Qinglian's flesh and blood, and a burning smell permeated the air.

Seeing that Qinglian seemed to have fainted, Wang Lian pressed the flattened crown on Qinglian's head along the curve of Qinglian's forehead, and then asked Xiaochun softly: "Empress, I remember that Mr. Yan was like this at the beginning. , are you looking at the portrait of Tong Le Shi now?" Xiaochun looked at Qinglian's miserable face, like the green snow reflecting in the morning, and nodded numbly.Qinglian's eyes were blurred with tears, and she had a squinting demeanor of sentient beings, peaceful and quiet, not much different from the priests of the Moon Kingdom back then, enough to make those who fell into it crazy.

"If this is the case, then Tong Leshi must have stolen this peerless treasure from the palace at some point, and hid it privately as a crime! Come, take Tong Qinglian down, and get him banned first, and then release after verification!" This time I will not ask for instructions again Xiaochun, Wang Lian issued orders directly.After finishing speaking, Wang Lian tore off the forehead crown that Qinglian had pressed on Qinglian's head, and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood. The severe pain caused Qinglian to open her eyes suddenly, her gaze was no longer in focus, but Wang Lian and Xiaochun were frightened. jumped.Originally, Qinglian's forehead was pure and flawless, but now there is a brand mark of lotus water pattern on the center of her eyebrows, and the blood is red, like a pure water Buddha lotus reborn in the flames of hell.

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Counting it, it has been more than a month since Qinglian entered the palace. On the tenth day of the eighth lunar month, the emperor and the empress dowager will finish their summer hunting trip from Fengshan, Shuozhou in a few days, and return to Beijing on the fifteenth day of the eighth month.Although the emperor does not advocate extravagance during the Mid-Autumn Festival this time, a family reunion will be a grand occasion even in the Jane Palace. How can there be no rituals and music at the night banquet?Therefore, Li Hanjun, the Minister of Rites, came to the Yuefu to supervise the rehearsal of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet today.

Li Hanjun looked at the sound of the bamboo pipes in the court, and the originally graceful and soft melody seemed a bit noisy to Li Hanjun's ears.Fangcai and Lezheng Xiaoren learned about the current situation of the Yuefu, and Li Hanjun learned that the musician Tong Qinglian entered the palace and was sent back by the Nifang Palace for disrespect, and he was severely punished.Now people are in Nifang Palace, every day the Yuefu attends the meeting, Tong Qinglian has never been there.

The last time I met the prisoner who was desperately crying in front of Ziwei Hall, Li Hanjun always felt that things were not easy.He was very worried about Qinglian. After all, it was the emperor who specially took care of him before leaving the palace. Now that she is deeply trapped in the harem, he doesn't know what is good or bad. As a foreign minister, Li Hanjun can't use half of his strength.Tomorrow when the emperor returns to the capital, the emperor will go to the Lutai camp in Qingzhou, and then he will go out of the capital to meet him, if Jiarui asks, how will he answer.

Just when Li Hanjun was worried, Buti limped to Yuefu.Li Hanjun and Xiao Ren were together, and the little supervisor serving in the Yuefu came to invite Xiao Ren to be upright, and Li Hanjun also followed.Buti was in a mess, apparently just been beaten, with bruises on his face and bad legs.In fact, it should be like this, the master was accused of stealing, how could the servant end up innocent.Although Wang Lian knew that Buti could not be blamed for the forehead crown incident, he tortured him as usual.

Buti came to Yuefu to return Qinglian's music history's professional card, and told Yuefu that Tong Qinglian is now being interrogated at Nifang Palace for stealing palace treasures. For this felony, Yuefu should be removed.Li Han was shocked when he heard the news, he didn't believe that Empress Xiaochun didn't know that Qinglian was the second son of the Tongfu, and she didn't know why she detained her this time.Because Li Han knew that when the emperor returned to the palace this time, he was afraid that there would be some big moves.Even though Li Han knew that Qinglian must be wronged by being trapped, he had no choice but to hold back.

Buti handed in Qinglian's job badge, and after fulfilling her duties, she moved towards Nifang Palace.It was approaching Mid-Autumn Festival, and the sun was not as strong as in midsummer. There were some thin clouds in the sky, and people were warmed by the sun shining through, but at this moment Buti's heart was extremely cold.Buti still has lingering fears until now, if it hadn't been for Chief Wang Lian to stop him, he might die under the stick of the servant's house.

What does it have to do with me that Tong Qinglian is not favored, and what does it have to do with me that Tong Qinglian steals treasures? I am just a nameless prisoner who wants to live in the palace. Why should I have to bear the price for other people's mistakes now? !At this time, Buti dragged his whole body in pain and was full of resentment.Although Buti is only a 12-year-old child, he has long been familiar with the rules of survival in the court.

Although Buti has persistence in his heart, and he doesn't deliberately try to sell out in order to get rich, but in the past month, the consequences of Qinglian's repeated disobedience to God's orders have almost overturned his only peaceful life.Being insulted and looked down upon by others, what's more, I almost lost my life because of an irrelevant person today!

These days, Buti has been taking care of Qinglian who is covered with scars every day, and it is not without heartache and pity, but the little feelings that are worthless in the palace have long been wiped out by all the unfair treatment.Until the last time Buti desperately confronted the important ministers in the court and appealed for Qinglian in front of the Ziwei Hall, but what he got in exchange for his sincerity was severe beatings, demotions, fines, and distributions.

It's not that Buti doesn't know what Qinglian is desperately insisting on, but Buti doesn't understand, is there anything more important in this world than living well?Not worth it, definitely not worth it!Today, Buti's heart is completely cold, and all the closeness and admiration for Qinglian are gone, and no matter how much kindness there is, he will repay it. Besides, Buti and Qinglian are just passers-by.

Buti limped back to the small courtyard of Nifang Palace. Although Qinglian had been convicted and imprisoned in name by Empress Xiaochun, without the orders of Jiarui or Huimin, the Empress was not enough to mobilize the empress. Prison, had to keep people in the small courtyard.Although he was not worried that Qinglian still had the strength to resist and run away, Wang Lian added a few guards at the gate of the small courtyard.

It has been a day and a night since Qinglian was convicted. When the burning hot forehead was pressed against Qinglian's forehead, and when the heart-piercing scream rushed out of her chest, it was doomed that this helpless torture was approaching. It came to an end, because Qinglian had already been stripped of the last bit of strength remaining in her body.

Stealing palace treasures is a felony, and Qinglian was also taken to interrogate afterwards, but under Wang Lian's instruction, Qinglian did not receive more punishment.Maybe the previous torture was enough, or maybe Qinglian's life is in danger if things go on like this, so Wang Lian, who wants to watch the theater now, no longer persecutes her.Although Qinglian was detained, Wang Lian urged the doctors of the Imperial Hospital to carefully extend the treatment, and must restore Qinglian to life before the emperor returned to Beijing.

As dusk approached, Buti walked into the house carrying a bowl of medicine, and saw Qinglian leaning on the bed frame, her eyes closed quietly.Buti put the medicine on the table, closed the door quietly, stepped back, and stopped waiting.Seeing Buti close the door, Qinglian opened her eyes weakly, her whole body was covered with injuries and her heart was full of pain, how could Qinglian sleep?

Qinglian's whole body was covered with tiny openings, she couldn't lie down, she couldn't rely on her, so she had to rest her back on the bed lattice.Buti came in, and it was time to take medicine again, another torture.Although Wang Lian hired an imperial physician for Qinglian, but after all, he was treating a person who was to be punished, and there was no good trauma medicine for Qinglian.

Just like the tragic burn on the forehead, because it couldn't be bandaged due to the heat, in order not to infect it, it was washed with spirits every time.That taste, like boiling oil pouring on the wound, is unbearable.No one is afraid of pain, even though Qinglian has endured so much, it still cannot overcome the genuine fear.Buti is gone, there should be no need for medicine today, Qinglian felt a little lucky.

Qinglian tremblingly stretched out her right hand and embraced her left arm, but there was no armband from her mother under her sleeve, as if all Qinglian's thoughts and hopes had been cut off.Qing Lian didn't know why Wang Lian said that she wanted to be favored by sex, and that she had the same virtue as the former Chunyue Shenzi, to confuse the emperor, and there would be a day of restlessness for the family and the country!

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