As soon as Sang Yan entered, she saw a group of crows fluttering away, and several mice lining up and scurrying around on the ground.
Ho.
If you take one bite of this thing, I wonder what kind of virus will be transmitted!
She was so frightened that she stopped and asked Qiuzhi to quickly get something to drive away.
After a while, the people inside heard the noise and ran out.
There are many concubines in the cold palace.
Their clothes were disheveled, their hair was disheveled, and their faces were miserable and crazy.
"Haha, someone is here again."
"Oh, this sister is so beautiful, why would the emperor be willing to leave her here?"
"I heard that the tyrant has a strange disease and can't touch women at all. Haha, he can only watch but not eat. How much emotion can he have?"
"A couple's kindness lasts for one night, and a couple's kindness for a hundred days is as deep as the sea. Your Majesty, don't you want me to be my concubine? I miss you so much."
…
Someone held the orchid with their fingers, pretended to be a gesture, and started singing and dancing.
Then, a group of concubines surrounded her.
The scene was full of people singing, dancing, crying and laughing, just like the way it was done, it was very strange.
"Dahe is about to end."
"The tyrant will exterminate his descendants."
"Hahaha, the sky has eyes, and there is no hatred in the world. That's all, I'll go."
The woman laughed and hit the wall.
Fortunately, someone stopped her: "Sister, you are leaving too early. You still have to see the good days with your own eyes."
The woman was persuaded to hold back her tears and sat on the steps to cry.
Sang Yan felt panic-stricken as she watched: Is this the fate of those who live in the cold palace? They have suffered from madness all their lives.
"Master Sang——"
Yun Qiao shouted in surprise at this time.
She was taking care of Concubine Xuan when she heard the sound and came out to check. Unexpectedly, she saw their savior.
"Master Sang, are you here to see my mother-in-law? Please come in quickly——"
Yun Qiao smiled warmly and invited her in.
In the side hall
A basin of ice cannot dissipate heat at all.
The muggy air mixed with the bitter medicinal smell makes people suffocate.
The once arrogant Concubine Xuan was lying sickly on the bed, holding a handkerchief, covering her mouth and coughing: "Yun Qiao, who is it?"
The voice is hoarse and weak.
"Your Majesty, you are a kind-hearted Master Sang."
Yun Qiao took a glass of water and handed it over.
Sang Yan followed nervously and slowly stood in front of Concubine Xuan——
Concubine Xuan is a bit like a modern Xinjiang beauty, with white skin, big eyes, high nose, and bright facial features, which makes her particularly charming.
And Xuanrao’s family came from Xinjiang.
Therefore, the two people have eighty similarities in appearance.
However, I guess Concubine Xuan was having a hard time in the cold palace and was seriously ill. Upon closer inspection, she looked a bit thin and out of shape.
That white skin is also as dry and white as paper.
But these are enough to make Sang Yan excited.
Is this really a coincidence?
Sang Yan's hands were shaking with excitement, and she had to clench her fists and keep calm: You can't directly ask her if she has traveled through time, so how do time travelers use secret codes?
"Miss Sang?"
Concubine Xuan called out to Sang Yan and began to cover her mouth and cough again.
Sang Yan couldn't bear to see it, so she asked first: "Are you... okay? Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look?"
Concubine Xuan shook her head and smiled: "It's okay. The imperial doctor said that I will have to recover from my illness for a while. Oh, by the way, I haven't thanked you for calling the imperial doctor for me and saving my life."
She said, beckoning Yun Qiao to help her up, thinking about getting out of bed to thank her.
Sang Yan saw her intention and stopped her quickly: "No, no, it's just a matter of effort."
She stepped forward and pushed her back onto the bed: "Lie down quickly. If you need anything, you can tell me."
Concubine Xuan did not mention her needs, but asked: "Miss Sang, what's the matter with coming here?"
Although she was ill and her head was burned and confused, her wisdom and mind were still sharp.
Seeing this, Sang Yan didn't hide anything and said truthfully: "I came here to ask a question."
She tried her best to suppress her excitement and control her tone. She finally understood what it felt like in ancient poems, "You are even more timid when you are close to home, and you don't dare to ask people who are coming."
Little did he know that she was so coquettish that she fell into the eyes of Concubine Xuan, and a misunderstanding arose.
"It's not the Emperor's fault that I ended up like this."
"?"
Sang Yan was about to ask, but was confused: What does it have to do with the emperor?
Concubine Xuan continued: "I heard Yun Qiao tell a lot about your deeds. Ahem, Concubine Li and the others were allowed to go out because you went to the Queen Mother to ask for it. You are not jealous of us at all. You probably have no intention of having a harem. Ahem.
, but you win the emperor’s heart very much.”
Speaking of the emperor, her eyes showed a bit of sadness, and then turned into a relieved smile: "The emperor is a very domineering and powerful person. He loves to live and hates to die. Ahem, you are lucky and unlucky.
."
Sang Yan: "..."
Sisters, I'm going too far.
Can we not talk about men?
Concubine Xuan was still saying: "You can't escape. But, ahem, why should you escape? The emperor is also a person who can be promised for life. It's me who doesn't live up to expectations."
Sang Yan scratched her head and wanted to interrupt, but she seemed to be in need of someone to talk to her. Alas, this cold palace was not a place for people to stay.
"The reason why I ended up like this is not because the emperor is ruthless, but cough cough cough, because I don't have that blessing. You don't have to look at us poor people and think about whether you will have this day. The emperor is wrong to treat you like that."
"..."
You are so determined!
May I ask how you can tell that the emperor will not treat me like that?
"You must be curious why I say that?"
She seemed to have guessed her thoughts and smiled mischievously: "I just know. I won't tell you."
Sang Yan: "..."
Oops, I'm really curious!
She felt that Concubine Xuan was a drama queen. After meeting her, she said, "Actually, you misunderstood. What I want to ask is not about the emperor."
Concubine Xuan was stunned: "No? What is that?"
Seeing this, Sang Yan felt vaguely that her hope was in vain, but she still asked without giving up: "Do you know... what the previous sentence of the symbol quadrant is?"
“Symbols looking at quadrants?”
The confusion in Concubine Xuan's eyes made Sang Yan's heart feel cold.
She doesn't know.
She is not her best friend Xuanrao.
There are no companions for her in this world.
"Is this some famous poem? I'm sorry, I've been in the cold palace for so long that I don't even know what it's like outside."
Concubine Xuan's wry smile and self-deprecation shattered her illusions.
Sang Yan backed away in disappointment, her expression becoming dejected: "It won't change from odd to even, just look at the quadrants for symbols."
Concubine Xuan asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Sang Yan was completely heartbroken. Instead of explaining, she said, "It's late at night. You should have a good rest. I'm going back."
After hearing this, Concubine Xuan did not stop her and asked Yun Qiao to send her out.
Yun Qiao watched the whole process and was puzzled: "Master Sang came here just to ask about a poem?"
Sang Yan looked at the moonlight above her head and murmured: "I also wanted to ask something else, but unfortunately -"
She is not her best friend Xuanrao.
No matter how many questions she had, she couldn't ask them anymore.
The three of them stepped outside.
A figure suddenly jumped out, pinched Sang Yan's neck with dirty hands, and screamed ferociously: "The emperor is mine! Bitch! Go to hell! Go to hell!"