Qianqing Palace

Sima Bo looked at Jie'er who was kneeling on the ground and felt that the woman in front of him looked more and more like Qiao Xi, "I heard your singing just now. I can tell from your singing that you have a very good voice, so it should be You’re trained the day after tomorrow. Were you an opera singer before?”

"Back to the emperor, Jie'er has no training. Jie'er's mother used to be an opera singer. When she was young, Jie'er's mother was a famous actor in Hulan City. After meeting the slave's father, she married the slave's father and became a little girl. Concubine, I later learned that my father’s property belongs to my aunt’s natal family. My father is the son-in-law of the superior and has no sovereignty at home. After my mother entered the house, she was bullied by my aunt every day. She had to do all the work every day. There are more slaves than the servants, and if the slave is not good enough, he will not be given food. Since the slave was born, because she was a girl, the mother was unable to give birth to a boy, so she suffered more than before. Just because the slave stayed here The slave was an eyesore to the aunt at home, so the slave was sold to a wealthy family as a maid. Later, when the young lady entered the palace, she never saw the slave's mother again, and she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead," Jie'er said here , those pair of seductive eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, and their pitiful appearance made people feel extremely distressed when they saw them.

Of course, Sima Bo was no exception. Looking at Jie'er in front of him, holding back tears, reminded him of Qiao Xi. Qiao Xi was also like this, strong and independent, "Get up! Your life experience is indeed pitiful. , Let’s do this! I allow you to go home to visit your mother. From now on, you will stay with me and serve me with Youjing. If you don’t know anything, you can ask Youjing. I’m tired, so you can go down!” He was tired. He closed his eyes, leaned on the dragon chair and closed his eyes to rest.

But Jie'er did not leave. She stood up slowly, walked boldly to Sima Bo, and stretched out her hand to massage Sima Bo's head. Her technique was very professional, neither heavy nor light, and made Sima Bo feel less tired. , he squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "You are so brave. You dare to approach me without my permission." He said this without intending to push Jie'er away.

Jie'er kept taking deep breaths to calm the fear of Sima Bo in her heart, and bravely said: "I just want to relieve the emperor's worries. If the emperor kills me because of my current actions, I will be willing to do so," she said At this time, he slowly lowered his head, and his hot breath kept blowing next to Sima Bo's sexy earlobe.

The next second before Jie'er could react, she was grabbed by Sima Bo with great force, and then violently pulled forward. She was pulled by Sima Bo from behind the dragon chair to the front of the dragon chair, and then landed on her head. In such a way, she fell to the ground, "Ah!" It wasn't until she hit the extremely hard floor that she reacted from the shock and yelled.

"Does it hurt?" Sima Bo's voice was cold and ruthless, and his dark eyes looking at Jie'er were also unusually sharp.

Jie'er only felt dizzy and the pain in her limbs was unbearable. She almost screamed in pain, but she didn't know where she had made a mistake. She bit her lip and resisted the urge to cry and said: "It doesn't hurt, slave. As long as the emperor is happy, even if it costs my life, I will not cry out in pain." She said and tried to get up from the ground, but as soon as she moved, she almost screamed in pain, because her waist seemed to be broken. , she had no choice but to lie there motionless.

"Oh! It really hurts, what about this!" Sima Bo stood up, raised his foot and stepped on her slender hand mercilessly, while also giving a creepy smile.

"Ah! No! It hurts." Jie'er could no longer hold back the pain and screamed, crossing her heart. The pain spread to her heart, and big tears kept falling, "Your Majesty, this slave is wrong.

Your Majesty, please spare my life!" She cried out and begged for mercy. Only now did she understand

Bai, in fact, all fame and fortune are empty, nothing is more important than her own life, she thought in her heart that as long as Sima Bo doesn't kill her this time, she will definitely not pursue those things that can't be seen or touched in the future. It's a pity

She understood too late.

"Now I know that I was wrong. I saw that you had a pitiful life and I was very kind to you. You dared to seduce me. Do you think I don't know this little trick of yours? I tell you, no one in the world can compare with me.

The Imperial Concubine, for the sake of your current pitiful situation, I will leave you a miserable life today, and you will get out of the palace right away. The palace is in trouble because of women like you who are fighting for power and profit.

My love has left me. From today on, don't let me see you again. If you dare to appear in front of me, you know the consequences." Sima Bo slowly raised his feet, and he knew that something was wrong with the world.

Qiao Xi is not greedy for glory and wealth. Other women are just like others. Even if Jie'er looks like Qiao Xi, he will not regard her as Qiao Xi, because such a woman is not even worthy of being Qiao Xi's substitute.

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Jie'er held her injured hand with one hand and lay on the ground crying: "I will leave the palace immediately and disappear in front of the emperor forever. I thank the emperor for not killing me." After she finished speaking, she cried loudly in pain.

She wanted to leave, but his waist couldn't exert any strength. As long as he exerted slight force, it would be extremely painful. At this time, she looked at Sima Bo not far away with fear, fearing that Sima Bo would not leave if he saw her.

Hurt her once.

Sima Bo didn't even look at Jie'er who was shaking in pain on the ground. He turned around and sat on the dragon chair. "Someone, send her out." After saying that, he leaned on the dragon chair again, closed his eyes and rested, as if

What just happened didn't happen at all.

A year later, from that day on, no palace maid dared to seduce Sima Bo anymore, and Wang Yun's child was also born. She was a lovely princess. Apart from occasionally visiting the princess in Wang Yun's palace, Sima Bo almost never knew how to seduce Sima Bo.

When he went to the harem, he did not favor any woman. Gradually, Sima Bo's private life began to change.

The news spread from the palace to the outside of the palace, a manor with a clean and unique environment, in a remote place in Lake Blue City. This place is relatively remote from the town, and few people come here, but here someone spent a lot of money to build a manor.

The words "Yiqing Mountain Villa" are written on the manor, and the door is closed.

There were guards with knives standing everywhere inside, as well as groups of maids. It was obvious that this villa was not an ordinary villa owned by rich people. At this time, a group of maids were playing by the fish pond and river, "Xiao Qin, have you heard about it? Your Majesty."

He has not favored any woman in the palace for a year. Do you think the emperor deserves it?

What kind of mysterious disease is there?" A petite girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, said excitedly. Now their emperor, Sima Bo, has become a topic of conversation before and after tea. Why are those women who have nothing to do all day long?

, we would talk about household matters whenever we had nothing to do, and the topic of Sima Bo was always inseparable.

The girl named Xiaoqin looked two years older than the girl who just spoke. She rolled her eyes and said unhappily: "Yu'er, I don't allow you to say anything bad about the emperor. The emperor is like this because he misses the imperial concubine. Your Majesty."

She is so dedicated, but you ignorant people say that, in the future I will marry a man as dedicated and dedicated as the emperor," she said with admiration, but she had another opinion on the matter in her heart.

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After listening to Xiaoqin's words, Yu'er laughed without any shame and said, "Stop daydreaming. Look at our prince, he has a good reputation! He is famous for being devoted, and there is only one princess in the house and one side wife."

Concubine, aren’t you hiding your beauty here in the golden house? In this world, men can be devoted to each other. Unless women are extinct, they have no choice, so they will naturally be devoted to each other." She expressed her views on men, regardless of whether they would or not.

It will hit Xiaoqin.

Seeing that Xiaoqin didn't speak, she turned around dissatisfied: "Xiaoqin, I really don't understand, you are already this old and you are still hugging me." Her words were drowned in the sight of the tall figure standing in front of them. The next second, the two of them

They knelt down at the same time and said, "Slave, please see the prince." The two of them were trembling with fear, thinking in their hearts that they didn't know when Sima Xiao came.

Sima Xiao didn't care what they said. He calmly looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, shaking with fear, and then said kindly: "It's not that men are unprofessional, and they don't want to wait until all the women in the world are dead before they become dedicated.

It's because they haven't met a woman who deserves their full love. When they meet the love in their hearts, they will naturally become devoted." After saying this, he strode away with a smile in a good mood.

When the two of them looked at Sima Xiao's leaving figure, they were so scared that they collapsed on the ground. Yu'er kept patting her frightened chest and said, "Fortunately, the prince is in a good mood today, otherwise you and I would be dead."

Xiaoqin stood up slowly and kept chanting: "What is love? Is love really that powerful? It can make a man be devoted to a woman. No, I have to ask Miss Qiao.

," she muttered to herself as she walked, completely ignoring Yu'er shouting from behind.

Sima Xiao stopped in front of a tall building with the words "Star Observation Building" written on it. At this time, there were waves of sweet music coming from inside. With a satisfied smile on his face, he slowly entered the building.

He came to the third floor and saw a woman with her back to him, sitting on the balcony playing the piano. He stepped forward and motioned the palace maid standing aside with his eyes to leave.

After all the maids left, he slowly walked behind the woman playing the piano, then took off his coat, put it on the woman's shoulders, and said softly: "Xi'er, it's windy outside, so you need to wear more clothes. Look at you.

You are so thinly dressed, and if you catch a cold, you won't be able to go out for a long time." His voice was extremely gentle, and his movements were extremely gentle.

The person playing the piano was none other than Qiao Xi, who died in the palace. She looked forward with her eyes and stretched out her hand to pull the clothes Sima Xiao had put on her body. When she felt the clothes on her body had Sima Xiao's body temperature,

The hand holding the clothes paused for a moment, "Brother Xiao, thank you." Apart from verbal thanks, she had nothing to repay Sima Xiao.

Sima Xiao didn't say anything, and a trace of imperceptible pain flashed through his deep eyes, "You have said thank you countless times to me. If you really want to thank me, I would rather have something practical, such as saying that you love me.

Or a kiss, so that I can feel that you are really by my side," he had already confessed to Qiao Xi a year ago

Now, he confessed to Qiao Xi not because he saved her and wanted her to marry him, but because Qiao Xi lost her eyesight in that fire and half of her face was burned. She was helpless.

I just want to give Qiao Xi a support, and of course let Qiao Xi feel that he loves her, and let Qiao Xi feel the power of love.

Qiao Xi reached out to hold Sima Xiao's hand, but Sima Bo immediately reached out and held Qiao Xi's cold hand in his palm. His hand was as warm as Sima Bo's, which made Qiao Xi feel at ease, "I don't

Is it right next to you? Why, did I make you feel unreal, or did I

What did you do badly that made you sad?" She guessed randomly. When she was with Sima Bo, she never guessed what Sima Bo was thinking. That was because she loved Sima Bo with all her heart.

If you give it to Sima Bo, you don’t need to please Sima Bo, but Sima Xiao is completely different

, when Sima Xiao risked his life and rescued her from the fire, she owed him a life. As the saying goes, a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. He was her savior. How could she not care about what he was thinking?

How could she not care about his feelings? Even though she couldn't see her face now

How big the scar was, but she could tell by touching it with her hands that the area of ​​the scar accounted for two-thirds of half of her face, and the scar was still in the center. He didn't dislike her or ignore her, so she just
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