The most powerful man in the Zhou Dynasty said these words to her every day that could not be mentioned to others. Jiang Yun didn't know whether she was lucky or unlucky.
Could it be that he also took advantage of the Concubine Jia?
"What did you say?"
Emperor Yao had experienced all the darkness and glory in his half-life, and the woman who didn't care who he was and only wanted to be good to him had been lost to him a long time ago.
After being lost in thought for a long time, the mist that blocked his eyes dissipated, and he still had the same face, but he was no longer the person he was back then.
Emperor Yao sighed and stepped across the threshold. Wan Zhong hurriedly ordered his servant to hold an umbrella and follow him.
"Your Majesty..." Jiang Yun knelt down to plead guilty, "I have exceeded the rules, please be punished by Your Majesty!"
Emperor Yao's back was getting further and further away, disappearing into the rain. He was in a bad mood, and the servants did not dare to follow him. Only Wan Zhong held an umbrella for him. Seeing that he was walking further and further into the distance, Wan Zhong's heart moved.
"Your Majesty, do you think of Concubine Jia?"
The two of them walked to a closed palace door. Emperor Yao stretched out his hand and touched the rusty copper knocking beast on the palace door. Lightning flashed across and saw that the mottled palace door was in disrepair and the paint on the door had peeled off.
layer.
The people who lived there back then...
Emperor Yao didn't say anything. Wan Zhong complained to himself: "These slaves are too bold to let the palace where Concubine Jia lived fall into this state. They must have squandered the money to repair the palace. I'm going down here."
Be sure to check it out!"
There was a copper lock hanging on the door. Emperor Yao reached out and pushed it. The copper lock creaked and opened only a crack.
It was pitch black and there was nothing inside.
Wan Zhong advised: "Your Majesty, I will ask someone to come over and clean it tomorrow. It's getting late, and the concubine is still kneeling in her bedroom..."
Thoughts surged in Emperor Yao's mind, and memories that he thought had been forgotten long ago came up, making his heart ache.
"Tomorrow, let King Zhan enter the palace."
Wan Zhong responded, and in order to hold an umbrella for him, he got wet all over.
"Let's go back."
The emperor's thoughts were unpredictable. Jiang Yun knelt at the palace gate and did not dare to get up. After kneeling for a long time, she saw Emperor Yao and Wan Zhong returning from the rain.
"emperor……"
The chamberlain came forward to surround Emperor Yao, and changed out of his wet cloak, shoes and socks.
"Get up." Emperor Yao's tone was full of exhaustion, "Go back to your own palace, I want to be alone."
Jiang Yun felt uneasy, and when she stood up, her legs were numb and she fell down.
"Still so reckless..."
I seemed to hear a joke in my ears, the sound floated far away... The smile on Emperor Yao's face froze and he waved his hand.
Wanzhong arranged for a chamberlain to take Jiang Yun back. Jiang Yun understood that the emperor had mistaken her for the Concubine Jia.
"I retire."
Emperor Yao sat on the bedside, listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the roof. For so many years, he wanted to numb himself, but when Jiang Yun's face appeared in front of him, he still couldn't help but think of the person he used to be...
I thought that by sealing the memory, I could treat it as if it never happened...
"Ayu, I regret it..."
Wanzhong changed out of his wet clothes, knelt down in front of the bed and persuaded: "Your Majesty, how can there be two people who look so similar in this world? Even twin sisters cannot be exactly the same. Empress Jia's concubine and the late Empress Jia's concubine are not the same."
They have very similar temperaments and looks, maybe God sent them to you."
"The deceased is gone, it is better to cherish the people in front of you..."
After a long time, Emperor Yao made a decision.
"Wan Zhong, please re-examine who spread the rumors...and find out the details about Concubine Jia's life and pregnancy and re-examine them!"
Wan Zhong only served in front of Emperor Yao later. The people at that time had already been replaced by several generations, and the information related to Concubine Jia had long been destroyed.
However, the emperor's orders could not be violated. After Wan Zhong agreed, he coaxed Emperor Yao to go to bed and then exited the palace, sighing at the heavy rain outside.
He had also heard rumors about Concubine Jia, but he never dared to speculate on the truth. In all these years, Emperor Yao had never mentioned Concubine Concubine Jia, so he didn't take it to heart.
Now...where should I start to check?
It rained all night again, so early in the morning the palace sent a carriage to take Zhou Zhan into the palace.
It was Wanzhong who came in person.
"It's so early, has Eunuch Wan had breakfast?" Shen Moran ordered the kitchen while welcoming him in enthusiastically, "The simple meals in the house are not as good as those in the palace, don't be disgusted by Eunuch Wan!"
As Emperor Yao's personal servant, Wan Zhong would be warmly received wherever he went, but Shen Moran was warm but not flattering, which made him feel very comfortable.
"I don't dare to trouble the Princess. Your Majesty thought of Princess Jia last night and sent an old slave to take His Highness into the palace today to talk. How is Your Highness's health?"
Wan Zhong took the initiative to explain the reason for entering the palace. He was taking the initiative to show his good will, indicating that entering the palace today might be a good thing.
Shen Moran wanted to show off but suppressed it first, with a sad look on his face.
"This is not a test of riding and shooting yesterday. Your Highness has to show off. How can his body withstand the torture? He hasn't gotten up yet after sleeping..."
"There's no rush anyway. Eunuch Wan, please have breakfast at home first, and I'll go take a look."
The servant prepared a table of breakfast for Wan Zhong alone. Shen Moran took the opportunity to leave again, just in time to give him the steps, otherwise he would still be a little uncomfortable!
"Your Highness is in critical condition. It doesn't matter if I wait a little longer."
Shen Moran smiled and ordered her servants to entertain Wan Zhong, while she returned to the back house calmly.
"how?"
Zhou Zhan, who was supposed to be too sick to get out of bed, was wiping his sword. He had just gotten excited about yesterday's competition. When he returned to the house, he felt that all his energy had nowhere to go. After struggling all night, all the secret guards in the house were drilled by him. Once again, he still hasn’t closed his eyes yet!
If Wan Zhong hadn't come to visit, he wouldn't have come back.
"Last night, the emperor thought of Concubine Jia and asked you to enter the palace. The opportunity has come."
Zhou Zhan thought for a moment, put down the clean sword, got up and walked around the room.
"Let's play it by ear."
Shen Moran explained, stood up, opened the wardrobe, and selected a moon-white python robe among a pile of regular clothes.
The lighter the color of his clothes, the more innocent he looks.
And this color suits him very well.
Although his heart is not as white and clean as the moon... Shen Moran added in his heart.
Zhou Zhan put on his clothes, and the fierce temperament around him was immediately covered up, replaced by a feeling of weakness and uprightness. Shen Moran looked at him, and the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became. Sure enough, he is good-looking and looks good no matter what he wears.
He also has a good sense of his mysterious and cool temperament when wearing black.
"wait me back."
Shen Moran called Yin Yue, but there was no response. After Zhou Zhan went to the front yard and got on the carriage with Wan Zhong, Yin Yue limped and stood at the door holding the pillar.
"What orders do you have, the princess?"
There was no response for a long time. Shen Moran thought he had followed Zhou Zhan into the palace and was a little surprised to see him.
"Your Highness has gone out, why are you still here?"
Yinyue covered her chest and tried to keep her tone normal.
"His Royal Highness has told your subordinates not to follow. If the Princess has nothing to say, I will leave first."
His voice sounded a little weak through the screen, and Shen Moran came around.
"Are you OK?"
I saw bruises at the corners of Yin Yue's mouth, a long and thin blood mark on her neck, the arm holding the pillar was shaking slightly, and she couldn't even hold the sword steadily, and she was stroking her chest with her other hand, obviously out of breath.
She asked in surprise: "Are you hurt?"
Yinyue's skills are pretty good, and not many people can hurt him.