Volume 1: Huatangchun Chapter 7: If you want to live, don't make a sound
At night, the mountain breeze is cool, the moonlight is rich, and the air is filled with the smell of green grass. Lanterns are lit every ten meters in the palace, and the swaying firelight sways gently with the breeze, shrouded in the hazy alizarin red, which is really breathtaking.
nice.
Qingxi walked on the palace road, looking around in a comfortable mood, walking slowly but appearing light, humming a tune in his mouth, admiring the exquisite palace with carved railings and painted buildings, thinking in his heart that the thick palace wall isolated
She had no chance to see the splendor of the palace. The Baoding Palace was built in an extremely simple and solemn way. Although it revealed the majesty and domineering of the royal family, it inevitably lacked too much fireworks and human touch. It was no better than the pavilions, pavilions, bridges and bridges in the south of the Yangtze River.
The ingenuity and elegance of flowing water.
From time to time, a small group of patrol officers and soldiers would pass by. Seeing that she had a palace pass, they didn't ask much.
The residence that Ling Deyan was assigned was in the northwest corner of the palace. After turning a few corners, she saw that she was almost there, so she put away the badge in her hand. When she was putting away the badge, the embroidered handkerchief she had been holding in her hand slipped to the road.
, she bent down to pick it up, but she saw a cat jumping out of the grass on the side, picking up the embroidered handkerchief and running towards the north.
Qingxi was startled. She wanted to scare the cat loudly, but then she thought about it and decided not to attract unnecessary attention to this place.
That square embroidered handkerchief was chosen by her grandmother when she left Sujiang, Jiangnan, to live with her parents in Shangdu when she was ten years old. She embroidered it with Xinyi flowers and brought it with her.
She clearly remembered that her grandmother squeezed her hand, her eyes were slightly moist, and said to her with infinite reluctance: "Heng'er, when you go to Shangdu, your life will have a different fate. We can't
I will always protect you and cherish you. The magnolia flower is the first flower to bloom vigorously in early spring in the south of the Yangtze River. It likes light and is more resistant to cold. You should be like her."
The Xinyi flowers on the embroidered handkerchief were blooming brightly and delicately. She had treasured them so much over the years that it was absolutely unacceptable to just throw away the embroidered handkerchief. So without having time to think about it, she picked up the hem of her skirt and chased after it.
The cat was running fast and slow, and she was out of breath after chasing it. She looked up unconsciously, but found that she no longer knew where she was. Except for the moonlight, there was not even a trace of light around her.
She was vaguely afraid, thinking that she must have come all the way north, so this place was already the northernmost point of the palace. No wonder she didn't see a single guard all the way. There were sparse woods all around, and when the wind blew, she could see all the guards.
The sound of rustling is even more permeable.
Her heart was suddenly in the air, and she subconsciously wanted to run back, but the cat kicked its legs and got into the palace at the end of the road, seeming to have left the embroidered handkerchief at the threshold. So, without thinking too much,
She trotted forward again, hurriedly picked up the embroidered handkerchief, and dusted it off.
At this time, a few soft meows came from the cat. She looked for them and looked away. The moonlight just illuminated the original cat under the window pane of the house, protecting three or four kittens. "So you are.
You have just become a mother, so I will forgive you." Her mood suddenly softened, and she despaired of returning as soon as possible. She walked gently into the palace pavilion, squatted down in front of the nest of kittens, and expressed love and affection.
caressing them.
The clear light of the moonlight shone on the side of her face, reflecting her smiling face, which was full of tenderness. She squatted for a long time, her legs were numb, so she thought about getting up to find something that could protect the kitten from the wind and rain.
It was then that she noticed that there seemed to be nothing else in the palace except for a few rows of bookshelves, and the surrounding windows were locked. She thought it should be a library or something like that. She just wanted to move a few books.
When I came down, I heard someone whispering outside the palace.
"After the matter is completed, you will leave Shangdu." The man's voice was low and cold.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, some people will never have the chance to speak again." The person who replied was respectful but decisive.
Such a mysterious conversation in the dark night made Qingxi froze for a moment. With a shake of his hand, a book fell to the ground with a muffled sound.
"Who?" The person outside the house suddenly became alert and whispered.
Qingxi's heart was pounding. Should she hide or not? Before she could react, her mouth was covered by a big hand from behind. She was even more frightened and began to struggle hard. A very light sound came from her ears.
One voice: "If you want to live, don't make a sound."
