rich little concubine

Five years later

At night, the south street of the imperial city is brightly lit, and lanterns of various colors are hung all over the streets and alleys. The ladies of the government, the princes and brothers of various prefectures, and the people of the imperial city mixed together to watch the lantern festival, guess noodles, and worship temples. It was very lively.

Because today is a veritable South Street Lantern Festival.

The name is worthy of the name because the emperor sent the steward of the palace to renovate this South Street as early as five years ago.

The entire street was renovated and cost a lot of money. After the renovation, a notice was issued to cancel the curfew and order people to hang up different colored lights day and night. If the lights go out, they will be replaced with new ones.

So in the past five years, it can be said that every night on this South Street has been like daylight, and there has never been a dark day. Every day is a Lantern Festival, but today is the real Lantern Festival, and it is much more lively than usual.

On the tall buildings beside the street, there is a man with silver silk and white hair, standing by the window, looking all over his eyes, the flowers are so blooming and so lonely, every year at this time, he stops for one night.

He remembered that he said back then that he would return him a lantern festival, but why didn't that person come back?

There was no light in the private room, and the brilliant lights outside the window reflected the man's back flickering on and off, spreading the loneliness all over the place, and there was a child standing outside the door.

The child's appearance was carved out of the same mold as the man in the room.

Ran Nian stood outside the door, looking at his father through the gap in the door. His father rarely paid attention to him, and he didn't say a few words throughout the year. He understood one thing at a young age. don't like him.

Therefore, he doesn't like his father either.

But whenever I saw the back of the father like this, those dislikes disappeared immediately, and I only felt that the father was a little... pitiful.

"Xiao Nian, it's getting late, we should go back to the palace." Xiao Luo, who was already ten years old, took Ran Nian's cold hand.

"Brother, I want to accompany my father."

"Father needs to be alone, let's not disturb him."

Ran Nian had no choice but to nod, and followed Xiao Luo downstairs. Yijing had already prepared the carriage and waited for them below.

Yijing carried the two of them into the carriage and sat in himself.

"Uncle Yi, why did the father stay here alone?" Ran Nian looked at Yijing with clear eyes, there were ignorance and puzzlement in his eyes, but more calmness.

This child's personality is very similar to that of Mo Feng, with a calm temper. Since he became a little sensible, he has stopped crying. He looks like he is only five years old, and sometimes he thinks a little more than Ji Luoluo.

Yijing smiled and said, "Your father is waiting for one more person."

"Waiting for my other father?"

It is also a sight to see.

"Then what kind of person is he? You have all seen it, but I haven't." Ran Nian felt aggrieved.

Xiao Luo smiled and touched Ran Nian's head: "You will know when Dad comes back."

"Is he really coming back?"

"I'll be back when it's time to come back," Yijing answered, looking at the Fanhua South Street in the distance, he sighed in his heart, these words were just to comfort this little guy.

A city that never sleeps is waiting for a person who does not return.

At the end of the crowded street, a person suddenly appeared, a young man wearing thin clothes, wearing a light blue plain gauze robe, embroidered with green bamboos, but such elegant clothes were surprisingly vulgar by this young man. .

That pale face looked even whiter because of the makeup, and there was a little vermilion on the lips, accompanied by a big red flower in the hair, it was simply unsightly.

Just like this, he is a bit more dusty than those young men from Nanfengguan.

He stumbled and ran forward, giggling and shouting as he ran: "I have entered the palace, I have entered the palace, no one is allowed to catch me, I am the one who slept with the emperor! I will Into the palace!"

It's not surprising that he has this idea. Everyone knows that the current emperor once had a male concubine who was loved to the bone. Because of this concubine, the harem is still vacant, and the post is vacant.

If someone really can fall into the eyes of the emperor, it will be a step up to the sky.

Behind the young man was a group of guards chasing him, because there were so many people on the street, it was impossible to catch them all at once, and the young man was slender and nimble, he ran fast in the crowd.

He is the second son of Mr. Lin in the Ministry of Rites. Lin Miao is actually not bad in appearance, but he is a little ambitious and easy to be incited by others. Yesterday the palace held a banquet for the officials, and the officials of each family brought their sons and daughters into the palace.

The emperor is a piece of gold in the eyes of these young ladies and sons, especially Lin Miao, who likes to get something for nothing. He usually spends his clothes on his clothes and his hands on his food. If the emperor can take a fancy to him and keep him in the palace, wouldn't he There is endless glory and wealth.

There is no need to be forced by his father to study poetry and books every day.

But he was not good at hiding, and his inner thoughts were all expressed on his face, and the few young masters who were usually close to him encouraged him to give it a try.

To put it bluntly, let him climb the dragon bed.

After the banquet was over, Lin Miao got up immediately, saying that he was going home first, but in fact, he slipped into the emperor's bedroom quietly wearing a servant's clothes that his brothers got him somewhere.

It's a pity that after the banquet last night, Mo Feng left the palace directly and came to the South Street, Lin Miao was in vain.

However, this Lin Miao was too confident, relying on his good looks, he still stayed in the dormitory and refused to come out even after being discovered by the guards.

On the second day, it was not until Xuehe entered the palace that he ordered someone to throw him out of the palace.

Lin Miao was rolling around outside the palace gate, sternly refusing to leave, and after a long time, she suddenly ran towards South Street, talking nonsense.

He thought that he was a son of an official family anyway, no matter how angry the emperor was, he would not kill him, and if he really didn't like him, at most he would warn him.

The guards at the gate of the palace saw that he was speaking incoherently, so they hurriedly chased him over.

At this moment, being yelled by him in such a high-pitched voice, people on both sides of the street gave way one after another, looking at this man eagerly.

All of this naturally fell into Ran Mofeng's eyes, and he could hear those few words clearly.

"Come on."

Ah Yi pushed the door open and entered: "The subordinate is here."

"Bring that man over and seal his mouth by the way."

"Yes."

Ah Yi moved quickly, summoned the two guards standing outside the door, and ran towards the street. As soon as he arrived in front of the man, Lin Miao suddenly tripped and knocked on his forehead with a bang. Passed out on the ground.

In the dimly lit room, he opened his eyes slightly, and what he saw was a blurry figure from the back.

Ji Ziyang's head was heavy, as if a huge boulder weighed on him, and it was as if he had slept for a long, long sleep, and he had a particularly headache when he woke up from this sleep.

where is thisWho is the back in front of me?Both familiar and strange.

"You know, with those words just now, I can make your life worse than death."

Ji Ziyang's heart trembled, and a gleam of clarity appeared in his chaotic mind. That's right, he is Ji Ziyang, and this voice, which he knew so well that he would never forget it until he died, was sealed off.

But isn't he dead?

Ji Ziyang got up from the ground, looked at his current body, and was stunned, did he time travel again?How much did the heavens treat him so kindly that he had to be forced to die like this.

Just when he wanted to call out to the other party, he was surprised to find that he couldn't make a sound.

"Don't kneel down when you see the emperor!"

Kicked in the crook of his leg, Ji Ziyang couldn't stand upright, and knelt down directly, turning his head angrily, seeing Ah Yi's face clearly against the light outside, so he pulled the corner of his mouth into a smile.

Ah Yi was stunned, why is this smile... a little familiar, the former princess would often show such a smile before playing tricks.

Ji Ziyang calmly rubbed his sore knee, sat cross-legged on the ground, looked up at the figure's back carefully, only to find that the other's black hair had turned white frost.

A tear fell from the gentle eyes, it was tears of joy, but also pity, how painful this man must have been.

Ji Ziyang stretched out his hand and tugged at the other party's hem, his heart pounding, the man turned around, his face was still handsome and perfect, but there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

"Bold, don't let go!" Ah Yi stepped forward, about to slash with the knife, Ji Ziyang immediately withdrew his hand, his heart was so dangerous, he almost gave up his hand after being reborn, and glared at the man in front of him.

that look...

The man's eyes were sullen, and he suddenly grabbed Ji Ziyang's neck with one hand and lifted it up: "Who asked you to learn from him!" The gloomy voice was extremely terrifying.

Ji Ziyang was so angry that he couldn't speak or breathe!He slapped the man's wrist hard but couldn't break free.

Suddenly, his neck loosened and he fell to the ground again.

The man said: "Sent to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and will not be released from prison for life."

Ji Ziyang rolled his eyes, what the hell did he look like, he couldn't recognize him at all, he couldn't help touching his face, his hands were covered in white powder.

After touching it, the hair bun just fell apart, and a flower fell from the head, damn it!Feelings were passed on to a handsome boy, and he was an extremely gaudy boy.

"Ah..." Ji Ziyang tried hard to make a sound, but there was only one word "ah" with all his strength.

"Don't waste your energy, I gave you dumb medicine just now, if you don't have two or three days, your voice won't get better." Ah dragged someone out and explained by the way.

Ji Ziyang really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood on Ah Yi's face, he was about to die of anger, he glanced at the man's back with hatred, hum!See how the young master makes you regret every minute!

Is it the Criminal Department?Well, he will live forever!I didn't even want to invite him out in the future!