Ye Weiyang. Anya carefully took care of the orchids in the Nuan Pavilion, and ordered the palace maid to smoke the clothes for An to wear tomorrow. She sat by the dressing table and picked out the hairpin ring that matched the plain white gold-woven light fur coat.
Tomorrow is the birthday of that old friend. Princess Changning, what kind of princess is she? Every year there are twists and turns of birthdays and deaths. Changning Changning has no peace every year.
Suddenly there was the faint sound of palace carriages buzzing around her ears. Her fingertips shook, and the green phoenix hairpin fell on the dressing table. Her heart began to hang.
Ah Jian's shrill voice soon announced... He was just giving medicine, that's all.
What is different from the past is that today comes the misty and cold twilight.
"The emperor's decree is to grant Qingyun Powder." Ah Jian's voice was like a duck. He had been awarding the prize every day for six years.
Gong E raised the gold plate and knelt in front of Queen Anya. She bit her lower lip and took the jade cup on the tray very naturally.
"Wait a minute!" It was Yan Hanmu's voice. She was still like a graceful cat, with brown hair and blue eyes belonging to a foreign race, and she was charming and dazzling.
"I'm on duty today, and I won't let my empress drink this kind of thing." The cat became wild, very similar to his brother. After grabbing the jade cup, he was about to splash it.
"Han Mu!" Anya stopped her in time, her face darkened.
"You really don't know what this is? If you don't care about yourself, you might as well care about this child, right?"
How could Anya not know? Her brother, the former prince Li Yuting, was also "given" this thing by Shangguan Jinnian every day. The sinister things created by the secret guards made people poisoned and died. She also used it against Shangguan Chiying
, now, it finally happened to me.
There were tears in her eyes, but her expression was as usual. "There are not many pairs of eyes in this palace, so Han Mu should just do his job well." She drank the jade cup in one gulp. Then she dismissed the palace people and closed the door.
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She only faced Yan Hanmu, and her tears finally fell. "After that person died, he put all the blame on me."
"Count how many of those who had something to do with that incident had a good ending?" She noticed that she had lost her composure and quickly wiped her eyes with her handkerchief.
Yan Hanmu also fell silent, feeling bitter in her heart. She couldn't help but think of her brother. The emperor did not convict him of the death penalty because of his old love, but he was also exiled thousands of miles away, and his life and death were unknown.
"I will never resist the order. The worst I can do is kill two people." Her tone was very desperate.
"What are you talking about? The emperor cares about the Li family and will not do anything to you. He still cares about you. Isn't it true that he already has a prince?" Han Mu persuaded him with gentle words. The Yan brothers and sisters were former ministers of the royal family.
, Honglei followed Shangguan Jinnian, Han Mu still preferred the Li family.
Yan Hanmu had a wanton temper and resented Tang Mingzhen because of her brother. "Her life has long been enough. No matter how much you pamper her, she is still a little kid and has never been owed a favor. Mao'er."
They are like dogs. We still have a serious relationship between husband and wife."
"Where did that one in Chongyang Palace come from? Madam, can you have some brains? You will be in trouble if you feed a tiger."
"Stop talking!" When she mentioned Chongyang Palace, she became irritated again.
Shangguan Jinnian was not in Chongyang Palace tonight. Without too many ceremonial guards, he left the imperial city with a dragon.
The dragon chariot flew through the night of Chang'an and finally stopped in front of the old Anguo Mansion.
The place has already been lit with lights, and it is brightly lit but completely silent.
Shangguan Jinnian stepped off the dragon chariot. He was holding a big gray cat in his hand. It was a cold spring night. Ajian stepped forward and put a cloak on him. He waved off his entourage and walked into the door alone.
Six years have passed, and his facial features have lost the old literary grace and become more domineering.
This is a quite large garden that has been uninhabited for a long time, but it has never stopped undergoing daily maintenance. Under the whale oil lamps, the carved railings and jade masonry are still there, and the ponds and gardens are filled with pines and cypresses.
Shangguan Jinnian's black cloak danced lightly in the night wind. The moon was cold and the spring was cold, and the two palaces were already in front of him.
As soon as he got distracted, the pig liver broke away from his hand and fled to the familiar eaves of the house.
He had no choice but to walk into Chunleng Pavilion by himself. Candles were lit to incense and a charcoal brazier was placed in the room. It was warm and cozy, as if its owner was just having fun and went to the market, or was taking a nap in the bedroom. Soon
He would rub his sleepy eyes and kick her liver out of bed to make up for her missed poems.
He silently burned a few sticks of incense, and the incense curled up, but eventually it turned into mist, unable to penetrate the golden and jade-carved beams, and unable to fly out of Chang'an City.
But I will keep my eyes open all night long, and I will be rewarded with never raising my eyebrows in my life.
All he can do now is to keep vigil for her on two days in this year, one day for her birthday and one day for her death.
From birth to death, she stayed in this world for less than fifteen years. During these fifteen years, he watched her transform from a baby who could only cry with her mouth wide open to a playful and active girl.
, and died unexpectedly.
He did not let go of anyone involved in her death, but he knew in his heart that he was the chief culprit in killing her.
He knows that he is the most cold-blooded devil.
Shangguan Zhen was sent to the West by the late emperor with a glass of poisonous wine because of his outstanding achievements. He was the posthumous son of Shangguan Zhen and was born in this prison called Anguofu. In name, he inherited his father's title, but in fact, he was inherited.
There are only unfounded charges.
In his childhood memories, he never left the Yuehan Pavilion and was bullied by the evil servants. In order to prevent him from getting into trouble, the servants made him wear cotton-padded clothes no matter whether it was winter or summer. The door of Anguo Mansion was closed all day long, and many people did not
I know that after Shangguan Town died, people still lived here.
"Later, I killed all the servants." When he told Tang Mingzhen these old things, he always told her the ending of the story.
He is used to playing with power, and is used to returning the coldness he has felt a thousandfold.
But a child with the same miserable life experience changed everything. He began to be relied on. For the first time, someone opened their eyes wide and reached out to him, not because of power, but just asking for a hug.
From showing sympathy for each other to loving each other, all Shangguan Jinnian's emotions were enshrined in that soft little beast. So much so that he wished he could break her wings and trap her by his side forever.
But six years ago, everything ended.
For six years, he spent all the time in loneliness and pain. The devil lost the last trace of human ties in this world and fell into hell completely.
The "Notes on Mencius" on the table still remains intact. No one has ever dared to touch it. The night wind outside the window blows across the pages, and the random scribblings are still clear. It is as if the years can stand still.