please sleep

In the palace, there is a big banquet, singing and dancing.

Dressed in a dazzling golden color on the high platform, it is the current Emperor of Nanxia who is drinking with his courtiers.The emperor's temples are slightly frosted, and he has reached the age of forty, but his spirit is hale and hearty, so he seldom cares about state affairs and worries.

"Your brother respects the emperor." During the rare Mid-Autumn Festival, Qi You didn't want to go against the emperor's good wishes, so he came here dragging his sick body.

Seeing Qi You's pale face, Emperor Nan Xia was even more moved when he thought of the last time he helped him eradicate King Ming who was planning to rebel.Thinking about it, they are all his siblings, Qi You, Qi Ming, and Qi Ye are all born from the same root... Then he glanced at Qi Ye who was sitting next to Qi You.And thinking about myself again, I can't help feeling that the 15 years since I succeeded to the throne, the years are not forgiving.

The singing and dancing performance should have ended and the next program was on, but unexpectedly, a woman in red floated into the hall, fluttering like a celestial being, dancing more and more intensely, as if a butterfly was about to fly away in the next second.A head of plain hair reaching to the waist, pulled low on the right side, with a white gauze covering the face, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes shining.Without shoes, a pair of lotus-white jade feet are not like stepping on the ground, but more like stepping on the tip of a person's heart, scratching people's itch.

However, just exposing those eyes is enough to captivate the soul. Those peach blossom eyes seem to be filled with the bright moonlight, and there is a tear mole under the right eye.

After the dance, the whole hall was amazed and speechless, immersed in it.The woman walked towards the person on the dragon chair step by step with her bare feet,

"Chen and concubine see the emperor."

At this time, everyone understood that this was the concubine Zhen who was the most favored and crowned in the sixth palace.

On the one hand, the emperor was delighted by the surprise brought by the beauty, and on the other hand, he was annoyed by everyone's covetousness towards Concubine Zhen.He hugged Concubine Zhen and whispered in his ear: "Didn't I tell you not to show your face in public?"

"Isn't the concubine wearing a veil~"

"It doesn't work like this..."

His Royal Highness and his courtiers dare not watch the emperor and his concubine being intimate, so they can only ignore it and drink and talk, but they want to be ashamed of their throbbing in their hearts.

In the fifth year of Zhaode, Emperor Nanxia brought back a woman from the people, and played and sang every night in Fenghua Palace.For ten years, the grace has not faded.From then on, the emperor seldom favored other concubines, and the harem had few heirs.However, Concubine Zhen is in the harem, and few people outside can see her. She showed herself in front of the ministers for the first time today, even though she was only covered with a veil, it already made people's hearts flutter... The courtiers were full of fear, only Qi You and Qi Ye did not change their expressions, Be calm.

Concubine Zhen had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, a sneer twitched at the corner of her mouth, she didn't intend to see the hypocrisy in the hall, so she asked to leave first.Emperor Nanxia put on the shoes for him with his own hands, and watched them off reluctantly.

On the way of Concubine Zhen's resignation, some comments inevitably fell into her ears.

"Look at the emperor, how dignified and self-respecting he is."

"Ugh……"

"Beautiful, enchanting concubine."

Sure enough, the past ten years have been the same, nothing new, Concubine Zhen is very tired.

"I think the stunning beauty in the capital looks very much like Concubine Zhen."

"Cui Meiren."

"How do you know this little official?"

"How do you know?"

"It seems that Mr. Li also lingered in Taomanlou that day."

"Lord Liu, each other each other."

"It's all a whim of elegance. Come on, I respect you."

……

Concubine Zhen walked calmly and left the hall gracefully.

At night, Cui Mian didn't bother Wen Jun too much, and fell asleep honestly as soon as he came back.And Wenjun holds the lamp, waiting for Taoman to come back.

Wait until Haishi,

"Come again... Another pot" Hearing the sound, Wen Jun hurried to help Taoman,

"Brother Taoman, why did you drink so much?"

"It's a festive season, what's the matter with drinking some wine, what's the matter? Let me tell you, Wenjun, brother Wenjun, I seem to see someone today."

"Who?"

"He, that person, is that... that mountain Taoist priest." In fact, that day Taoman didn't see the person's appearance at all, and only vaguely remembered that the person was wearing a rough Taoist uniform.

"what?"

After Wen Jun had settled Taoman, he went back to the study and saw Cui Mian who had kicked off the quilt again. It was already cool in the autumn night, so he went to close the window and covered Cui Mian with the quilt again. Just turned off the lights and fell asleep.

Liuyi Tea House

"Thank you, little Taoist."

"It's a little effort, no thanks."

"Come and try my wife's dried sweet potato, it's chewy."

"No, I've brought my things, so I'll take my leave first and see you later."

Wen Hao bid farewell to his thankful buddy, and came out of Liuyi Teahouse, he had already decided where to go.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Taoman opened the door in response, "Who is it?"

When Taoman saw the person standing outside the door, he was speechless, this is not, no, the Taoist priest he saw by chance yesterday!No way, he actually had hallucinations, Tao Man rubbed his eyes, thinking that the hallucinations were gone, but Wen Hao still stood in front of the door.

"Hello, is Mr. Wenjun at home?"

"No, go out."

"Then I'll come back to interview another day."

"Oh." Seeing the person walking away, Taoman came back to his senses. He should have invited someone in just now. By the way, did he save him in Pingyang City that day, but it doesn't matter, he will come again.

On this day, Cui Mian accompanied Wen Jun to Zuixianju to give a portrait. Wen Jun went in to collect the money. While waiting outside, Cui Mian received a note from a child.

When Wen Jun came back, he only heard the news from the steamed stuffed bun vendor next to him, saying that Cui Mian had something to do and asked him to go first.

Here, Cui Mian hastily rushed to the eastern suburb, Jue Se Mansion.

Such a large mansion has no faded doors. Looking at this mansion, it is still so glamorous and beautiful. It has not changed. It is a pity that the world has changed and people have changed.

He pushed open the door and walked into the old place where he had lived for three years. There were flowers and trees, but Cui Mian no longer had the slightest nostalgia in his heart. He walked through the corridors and halls, but there was no one there.

Then he went to the study again, and King Ye was indeed here.

"I've seen King Ye."

"You're here." Qi Ye's tone was low, as if he was whispering to his lover.

"King Ye, where is Cui Mian's biological mother?"

"Cui Mian, think about it carefully, the wonderful time we spent in this study. I taught you to write and draw, sometimes from noon to dusk, but you didn't feel tired at all..."

"King Ye!" Cui Mian interrupted him, Qi Ye's soft eyes instantly seeped a chill, like layers of thick ice in the first winter.

"The past is just like running water, let it flow away. King Ye has great ambitions in his heart, Cui Mian is ordinary and has no talent, narrow-minded, and cannot be in the same way. I just want to know about my biological mother."

Qi Ye looked at those peach blossom eyes, they were really beautiful, but they were indifferent.Thinking back on what he said again, my heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

A slave contract was handed to Cui Mian,

"Sign it and I'll tell you."

A lifetime contract, he wanted to lock Cui Mian in Prince Ye's mansion for the rest of his life.And at this time, whether it is for love, or for being robbed of his male self-esteem by a scholar, or for turning Cui Mian into a pawn in the next plan, Qi Ye can't tell, and he doesn't want to.

"Why, don't you want to know your biological mother?"

"Birth mother, I've never seen her before. She was supposed to be dead. I don't have any memory of her."

"Oh, it's because I'm reluctant to leave that poor scholar." Qi Ye said playfully, but there seemed to be a poisonous snake spitting out a message in his chest.

Hearing this, Cui Mian's heart skipped a beat, and she began to think seriously, are you reluctant, are you willing...

"Just the son of a whore."

In the next second, Qi Ye struck with his palm, and Cui Mian fainted.

Outside the gate of the mansion, the breeze is on standby.

I saw Qi Ye's face was gloomy but seemed relieved, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a little weird.

"Burned."