When he came, she originally thought it would take some trouble. After all, he didn't want to see her now.
So she was very happy that he came.
Wearing a golden dragon robe, the years have engraved more depth and majesty on him. She stood at the door and raised her head to meet his black eyes. This time, she did not bow her head cowardly and humbly, nor did she shy away. She smiled.
Yanran, as before, he was wrong.
"Your Majesty, good luck."
She was so happy that he reached out to help her.
She didn't hide.
Standing up, she stepped back, her eyes shining like stars: "Your Majesty, I have prepared dinner. Your Majesty, please have dinner at my concubine's place!"
Her abnormality made him frown slightly.
A pair of eyes fell on her body, seeming to be searching for something.
But she kept walking in front.
In the inner room, a sumptuous dinner was prepared. Under the candlelight, her radiant face, although thin, had a different kind of beauty.
She is no longer coquettish and naive, nor is she timid and humble anymore. Today, she is dignified and elegant, with a graceful posture. She invites him to sit down, pours him wine, every smile and every move is as gentle as water.
When she looked at her hands at such a close distance, she realized that they were so rough, with thick knuckles. The fingers that were originally as green as onions were now like crumpled brocade.
Once upon a time, with red hands and yellow vine wine, the city was filled with spring scenery and willows on the palace walls.
Now, these hands were no longer delicate and beautiful, and his heart ached slightly.
He reached out and took her hand. Sure enough, his palm was rough and layered with calluses.
"Zixia!" he called her.
She was startled slightly and smiled slightly: "Yes, Your Majesty."
That gentle and charming smile made his heart drunk. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.
Sure enough, she had lost a lot of weight. Sitting on his lap, she was so light and weightless.
He kissed her lips, and her lips were filled with a familiar fragrance. Outside, the wind started blowing at some time, and the warm summer wind blew into the house. The red candles were swaying, and the atmosphere was so beautiful.
She closed her eyes, her beautiful face under the flickering light, with a touch of soul-stirring charm.
His kiss went from her lips down to her collarbone, and with his big palm, he suddenly pulled open her belt. That ice-white body had once made him lust for it every night. Now, there were several lines on it.
Ugly scar, he was startled and stopped moving.
She opened her eyes and looked at the scars, but she was as calm as water.
Smooth arms gently wrapped around his neck, and gave him a pious kiss.
He was startled, and the next moment, with a violent gesture, he pressed her tightly into his chest, his lips and teeth were wanton.
The summer wind was getting a little hot. She lay on the bed and watched the curtains flutter, pink and purple, and create ripples of water.
The man beside him was sleeping soundly, with a satisfied smile on his handsome face.
She stretched out her hand and traced the smile with her fingertips.
Such a familiar sleeping face, she had described it time and time again in her dreams, and then, little by little, she learned to look at it and not remember it at all.
Maybe it was the roughness of her doing rough work all year round that woke him up.
He didn't seem to be sleeping soundly.
Opening his eyes, he looked at her. She was frightened for a moment and hurriedly took her hand back, but he grabbed her and pressed it against her chest.
"Zixia, as long as you are willing, I will let you dominate the harem like before."
His eyes were burning and commanding.
Putting her hand on his heart, the steady and powerful heartbeat made her palms ache.
She withdrew her hand, put on a piece of clothing and knelt beside the bed.
He frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Your Majesty, my concubine's father is seriously ill. Please allow me to go home for once."
His originally gentle black eyes suddenly turned cold.
"You spend so much time seducing me, just for this?"
Her head hung lower.
His face was so cold that it was almost freezing. He got out of bed suddenly, and without even looking at her, he put on his clothes and strode away.
As soon as he left, she fell to the ground.
It was just a small request. He wanted to let her go home for once. It was so simple, as simple as just one sentence.
She was afraid that he would not agree and she would sacrifice her own body, but why?
He was so cruel that he didn't even allow her to visit her for the last time.
She thought that as long as she obeyed her, he would look back at his previous relationship.
The tears couldn't help falling, and the pain in her heart was aching. After all, it was her extravagant hope again.
Sitting quietly on the ground, she didn't know it was dawn until Nanny Wu came in to help her.
It's dawn, father, how long can he wait for her.
She sat on the bed all day, and she didn't get up until Nanny Wu persuaded her to have some dinner.
After reluctantly eating some food, a palace maid came in from outside and cleared away the dishes.
Aunt Wu asked another palace maid to call out. When she came back, she vaguely heard the palace maid who was collecting food saying something to Liu Zixia.
When she came back, the two of them seemed to have finished talking.
She only heard her master say: "I know."
Aunt Wu didn't take this matter seriously. When she entered, she met the palace maid face to face. She asked curiously: "Why haven't I seen you?"
The palace maid was full of blessings: "This slave is new."
"I know, let's go down and ask the imperial kitchen to cook some fruit porridge. My wife didn't have a good dinner, so I'm afraid she'll be hungry at night."
"Yes, this slave knows."
As soon as the palace maid left, Aunt Wu complained: "In the imperial kitchen, I told you not to eat too greasy food if you have a bad gastrointestinal condition. It seems that those slaves didn't care at all, and your Majesty didn't even have an appetite."
, I will send you some fruit porridge later, please drink some."
She raised her head and smiled softly: "Mother Wu, come here."
After inviting Nanny Wu inside, she handed some jade bracelets in the drawer to Nanny Wu: "I'll give these to you."
Aunt Wu was startled: "My dear, what are you doing?"
She held Grandma Wu's hand and said, "Take it as long as it's given to you. There are some here, so share them with everyone."
Nanny Wu suddenly felt uneasy: "Mother."
"Mother Wu, I just want to thank you all for taking care of me during this time. I may have to go home and I won't need these."
Aunt Wu was surprised and delighted: "The emperor has given permission for your empress to go back?"
"Haha!" She just smiled softly, opened the closet again, and carefully put away some old clothes inside. These were brought by her from home. After entering the palace, she had long forgotten about the silks and satins here.
These simple and elegant girl's gowns were first brought into the palace.
She didn't want to leave any of the things she brought with her in this palace. At least, she would be trapped here for the rest of her life. She also didn't want these things to be tied up with her in the palace for the rest of her life.
Pack the clothes and send them to Grandma Wu: "Every month for the wedding ceremony at Dongmen, you give this to your family and ask them to help me send it back to my home."
Aunt Wu was puzzled: "Since your Majesty is going back on your own, why do you need a servant to help you take her back?"
"Haha, just do it."
Aunt Wu looked puzzled, but she still said yes.
Grandma Wu has always felt strange about what happened tonight, but she couldn't figure out why it was so strange.
Until a eunuch in the imperial dining room brought fruit porridge, and she delivered it in person. When she saw Concubine Li lying unconscious on the ground, the tray in her hand clattered to the ground.
Tears fell instantly.
She finally understood what the empress meant by going home, and finally understood why the empress wanted to give everything to her servants.
It turned out to be...
"Someone is coming, someone is coming, someone is coming quickly!"
*
She had a dream, a very beautiful dream.
In the dream, she had a pair of wings and was flying freely in the sky.
She flew to the door of his bedroom. It was dark, but the room was brightly lit.
She wondered if she was still dealing with the stacked folds and if he was tired.
After circling around his palace, he finally stopped getting closer, waving his wings and heading out of the city.
She saw her home, and she couldn't wait to fall down, but because she fell too fast, she fell heavily to the ground, which was very painful.
Opening her eyes, she saw dazzling light. She stretched out her hand and said, "Dad!"
A pair of warm palms held her hand that was hanging in the air.
She was so happy: "Dad, I'm back."
The hands held her tighter, and in a daze, she heard Nanny Wu sobbing and a low roar, but she couldn't make out the content of the roar.
returned home?
I can't do it.
Die, have you gone home?
"The Queen said that as long as you take this medicine, at least your body can be transported home and you can be reunited with your family."
"You spend so much time seducing me, just for this?"
"Wherever I appear from now on, you will not be allowed to come near me."
"You are just a useless concubine who has been relegated to the cold palace. You still think that you are still the superior Concubine Li. Eat, you have to eat. If you don't eat, you deserve to starve to death."
"My little girl, are you still angry with me?"
"Zixia, once you enter the palace, you can't lose your temper anymore. You have to be nice."
"Dad, all I want is for you to be safe, happy, and safe."
"Zixia is my parents' darling."
Everything is turning upside down and dissipating, just like the wind, it has been here before, but it seems that it has never been here...
*
Many years later, a piano player came to this small town in the south of the Yangtze River. People who heard her play said that her music was full of sadness, and listening to it always made people's eyes red.
No one has seen what she looks like, they only know that she is a very thin woman.
No one knew where she came from. Like a dandelion seed, she came quietly and took root in this small town.
She settled down in Wangyou Tower. Every spring when it started to rain, she would stand upstairs and play the harp. The sound of the harp attracted countless people.
Everyone was curious about what kind of woman she was. There was such a sad color in the tune, but no one thought about blaspheming her. She was very close at hand, on the second floor, separated by a curtain. People with good martial arts could easily get up there.
She could lift the curtain, but everyone had a tacit understanding not to disturb her.
In the spring of this year, a man came to the small town. Some people said that he was full of nobility, either rich or noble. She sat behind the curtain on the second floor, and he sat among the crowd on the first floor.
She flicked it, and he was slightly startled.
He raised his eyes and saw the petite figure through the curtain.
His eyes were red, but it was not because he was moved by the music, but because he knew that that person was her.
[The extra chapter is over, and then I start the main text. Huh, thank you everyone for understanding my whim. In fact, I suddenly wanted to write this. Dear, if you don’t like reading it, I’m really sorry. I will start the main text right away. The main text will be completed in April! 】