"I'm sick of sleeping and killing."

"The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic."

As if to make up for the sleep that he hadn't slept enough for more than ten years before, Han Qingyi has been particularly keen on sleeping in the past year. Here Yuchen is still tossing and turning, and over there Han Qingyi has fallen asleep peacefully. Looking down at the delicate face pillowed on her chest, Yuchen's heart was warm.

Yu Chen endured a tingling sensation, and her left hand tightened again. Han Qingyi is almost twenty-seven, and the rivers and lakes seem to have consumed all her tenderness. The face is dusty, and the temples are like frost. Entering the palace in a panic, I thought that I would never wander again in my life, and I also wanted to be idle. Looking at those children who are only in their cardamom years, in the harem, only the queen is twenty-five, and the others are only twenty. Han Qingyi said that as soon as you enter Houmen, it is as deep as the sea, and those children are destined to be lonely in this life. Why should I fight with them, besides, all I want is fine clothes and food. However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and she has suffered no less injuries than on the rivers and lakes all the way from the draft. It seems that everyone is afraid of Han Qingyi, because she has a similar appearance to the imperial concubine, a similar bearing to the concubine, and a ...... However, no one guessed whether she was like so many people, or those people were her stand-ins. Thinking of the imperial concubine, Yu Chen regretted that she chose Feng Ling Wu to enter the palace in the first place, the situation was chaotic, she was given grace, but her life was buried. And her death made Han Qingyi feel heartbroken. Thinking of Han Qingyi's tears, Yu Chen's heart twitched. Han Qingyi is not the kind of person who is used to suppressing himself, he cries when he sings, he has known him for more than ten years, and this kind of suppressed low crying is the first time. Han Qingyi was very thin, with two smearbones faintly horizontal, and the edges were squeezing Yuchen. looked at Han Qingyi's delicate face lovingly, and a smile floated on the corner of her mouth.

It's a pity that this quiet and peaceful effort is not much, and there are people outside to stir up the situation. Gao Yanzhao reported outside through the curtain, saying that Concubine Yuan was seriously ill and wanted to see the emperor. The inner supervisor of Yongshou Palace came up and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Yuan Niangniang was just about to fall asleep, and suddenly felt dizzy, so she asked the imperial doctor for treatment. Please ask the emperor to go over and take a look. "That man is a faithful servant, and he doesn't care what it is, and speaks out loud in a hurry. The shrill voice of the inner prison scrapes people's eardrums in the middle of the night, which is extremely uncomfortable. Han Qingyi was waking up from a light sleep and was woken up by the sound, so he was naturally not angry. Hazy, he kicked the humanoid object next to him and hugged the futon with his hand.

Gao Yanzhao was startled when he heard a bang in the room. I saw the emperor push the door out, with a cold face, and instructed Pei Han, "Go in and take care of your little master, she is greedy and doesn't like to cover the quilt at night, you often look at it." He glared back at the inner prison and said to Gao Yanzhao, "Let's go." ”

"Your Majesty, I'm pregnant." Yu Chen hugged Concubine Yuan, who was in her arms, and when she heard her words in her ear, Yu Chen felt not surprise but shock.

"You?" Yu Chen asked hesitantly.

"I'm happy, you're going to be a father." Concubine Yuan said shyly, over the years, he has treated her differently. Pampered, indulged, raised by her domineering, she never took out the identity of the emperor to suppress her. Concubine Yuan is only ten years old, she thought that what she got was the rarest love in the deep palace.

Yu Chen felt that he should be surprised and excited, after all, he was nearly thirty years old and had no children. But what is suppressed in my heart is a faint uneasiness.

Yuchen picked up Concubine Yuan, put her on the bed, and reached out to press her lower abdomen. "He's moving." Yuchen raised his head, and the corners of his eyebrows were a little happy.

Concubine Yuan was funny, "I can touch it there, it's only been two months." His hands were warm, but they were there. Concubine Yuan smiled softly, and suddenly felt that the meaning of life was like this.

In the next few days, the emperor stayed overnight in the Yongshou Palace of the Yuan Concubine. Concubine Yuan was happy and her birthday was approaching, and the emperor ordered a big celebration. Then the palace was lively, and all the concubines were carefully preparing gifts for the birthday feast and the program of the celebration.

Han Qingyi really couldn't think of any gifts, so she had to stay in the room and practice calligraphy. "I used to run for the common people. Sigh the end of the world, a few jackdaws, a few decaying willows. "Writing down the small order made by my brother Feng Xiaoting when he was a child. At that time, it was the first emperor who was in power, and the mountains and rivers were corrupted. And he was when he was in high spirits, the prince accompanied him, guarded with a knife, and conspired in the East Palace, but he met Zhuo Xuanhuang and Yuchen. The prince was defeated and died, leaving behind a Pepsi infamy, and the wind whistled in exile for half a lifetime, and he was frustrated all his life. Thinking of this brother, Han Qingyi just sighed helplessly. "Who will clean up the family and country? The sunset trail is still the same. ”

Han Qingyi usually uses his right hand, and he writes about Liu Gongquan, who is strong and strong, thin and tall like a bamboo. In the Zhuomen secret file, the red pen and Zhu Criticism are used with the left hand, and the writing is the strong and round, majestic and majestic Yan Zhenqing, majestic and strong as a stone.

He kept writing in his hand, "Mang Hongchen, E's face is empty and thin." Love in this life asks how to rest, blood and tears double red beans. The gloomy clouds, the wine in the cup.

"Luotuo rivers and lakes swim freely. Year after year, empty and self-adrift, suddenly looking back. The shadow of the sword is cold and shocking, talking about fame and fortune? Listen to the bottom of the box, the west wind roars. And ask the time carefully, ask the remnants, how to throw away the liver and gallbladder? Heroic tears, don't be empty. ”

"Sister." Zuo Xuanyu came to Han Qingyi's back lightly and hugged her.

Han Qingyi didn't look back, just smiled and asked, "What's so happy?" ”

Zuo Xuanyu grabbed Han Qingyi's hand and pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, "Sister, guess what?" ”

"The emperor flipped over your sign again?" Han Qingyi was thoughtful. "Then congratulations."

"It's not." Zuo Xuanyu grimaced, "I finally know what kind of woman the emperor likes." ”

Han Qingyi was stunned and looked at her in surprise. Zuo Xuanyu has been mixed in the queen's palace these days, does she know some harem secrets? Han Qingyi's bones were also full of the atmosphere of the eighth woman, and she was busy coming up, "Who is it?" ”

"That's a woman who is peerless, and she is captivating the country and the city. She was a legendary woman who was chic and open-minded. It was a chivalrous and tender woman. Zuo Xuanyu said excitedly, but she refused to say the person's name, and she hung her appetite.

The surprise and doubts in Han Qingyi's eyes made Zuo Xuanyu very satisfied. Han Qingyi forcibly suppressed the waves in her heart, controlled the emotions in her eyes, and asked, "Sister, what do you say?" How does it sound like three people? Han Qingyi said a cold joke.

"Zhuo Xuanhuang." Zuo Xuanyu spit out a name, "Sister knows this person." ”

Han Qingyi nodded, "Will there be anyone in the entire Wuyue Dynasty who doesn't know this person." Zhuo Xuanhuang, the head of Zhuomen, stomped on the trembling characters of the country. ”

Zuo Xuanyu leaned into Han Qingyi's ear and whispered, "The person the emperor likes is her." ”

Seeing Han Qingyi's unbelievable surprise, Zuo Xuanyu secretly sneered in her heart.

"Do you know what Concubine Yuan likes? That's what Zhuo Xuanhuang likes. The emperor made the concubine into the appearance of Zhuo Xuanhuang. Zuo Xuanyu said.

"How do you know?" Han Qingyi asked hesitantly.

"The queen said that for more than ten years, he has been like this, and he recalls that person when he is in a trance." Zuo Xuanyu relayed the queen's words. "So I guess, I have known the emperor for more than ten years, and the emperor loves him deeply, but what he can't get can only be Zhuo Xuanhuang."

Han Qingyi's heart was shocked, can't get it? But I heard Zuo Xuanyu continue, "Do you know that Zhuo Xuanhuang? ”

Han Qingyi was a little wooden, Zhuo Xuanhuang, no one dared to call out this name in front of her for three or four years. The brothers call her the boss, the others call her the big dragon head, Yuchen and Changqing call her Phoenix, and A-Niang calls her Ah Wan. The last time, it was An Beihou who gritted his teeth and scolded. It's been a long time since I've heard anyone call out the name with adoration and excitement.

Zuo Xuanyu became more and more satisfied with Han Qingyi's performance, "The water is like a ring, and the moon is like a placket." ”

Han Qingyi raised her eyebrows, this comment was the first time she had heard it, and she was a little curious and a little expectant to listen to Zuo Xuanyu's story.

"White clothes are better than snow, long hair is like ink, smile is like a flower, flying uninhibited." Zuo Xuanyu's emotions became excited, and she danced with her hands.

At this time, Pei Han happened to come in, and when he heard one or two sentences, he asked casually, "Who is the little master talking about?" ”

"Zhuo Xuanhuang." Zuo Xuanyu responded.

It happened that Xiang Han received it at the door, "The little master has seen Zhuo Xuanhuang?" ”

"Not really." Zuo Xuanyu said, "Who of you have seen it, I heard that when the emperor ascended the throne, she entered the imperial capital to celebrate." At that time, which of you was in the palace? ”

"I've seen it." Pei Han completely let go of the distinction between master and servant, and said excitedly, "The elegance is peerless, Shizhang is soft and red, and the head of Xunmen City angrily reprimands you." ”

"I know that too." Xianghan was very excited, "At that time, her clothes were fluttering, her voice was cold, she said, all things are born to support people, and the world still complains about the unkindness of heaven." I don't know that locusts are all over the world, and all the people are suffering. There are noble and low people in life, and the poverty of grass people is punished by God. Suddenly, there were madmen sharpening their knives at night, and the emperor star was fluttering and high. From now on, why do you have to spare yourself to kill people. ”

Pei Han continued, "Disloyal people can be killed!" Unfilial people can be killed! The unkind can be killed! The unrighteous are said to be killed! If you are rude, unwise, and unbelieving, I will kill and kill on behalf of God! The prince Jiechen disobeyed his father and caused chaos in the government. ”

"If you don't kill, it's not enough for the people to be angry, Emperor Yongtai cares about brotherhood, however, the common people can't be bullied, and the country can't be abolished." That passage was widely circulated among the ladies in the palace, and almost everyone could recite it.

"Okay, that's a pleasure." Zuo Xuanyu high-fived and smiled, peeking at Han Qingyi, who was in a state of absence and expression, was in a better mood.

Looking at these crazy women, Han Qingyi covered her forehead and collapsed. Unexpectedly, a few more close-fitting palace maids and eunuchs gathered over. You are a word, and I am talking about Zhuo Xuanhuang's deeds. The more and more people gathered in the room, and the gossip made Han Qingyi have a headache.

"In the rivers and lakes, she is a chivalrous woman who sings wildly, dances drunk, looks at the world, and walks with wine. She has a peerless elegance, she is elegant and chic. In the court, when the beacon fire is repeated, the country is scarce. She joined hands with the young emperor, calloused hands and feet, not afraid of hardship, honor and disgrace, right and wrong, and moral hero. She is full of enthusiasm and a breeze on her sleeves, but she relies on her own strength to bear the eternal sorrows. Zhuo Xuanhuang is chivalrous and righteous, kind-hearted, disdainful of bullying the weak, disdainful of bullying others, disdainful of gold thousand taels, disdainful of fame, fortune and wealth. She is as transparent as a glass, with nine tricks in her heart, and she is peerless in intelligence. She knows how to schem, but she refuses to abuse it. She has insight into the world, she is talented, elegant and exquisite......" Zuo Xuanyu said excitedly, her eloquence has always been good, and under deliberate flattery, she described Zhuo Xuanhuang as the only one in the sky and rare on the ground.

Halfway through hearing this, Han Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore, pushed everyone away, and squeezed out of the crowd. After the cool breeze passed, Han Qingyi let out a long breath, exhaled the turbid air that was pressing on the bottom of his heart, and sneered and looked back at Zuo Xuanyu in the room. The things that grow in the heart are infinitely disgusted.

"Little Lord, what's wrong with you?" Pei Han was the first to notice that something was wrong with Han Qingyi.

Han Qingyi suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and waved her hand calmly, "It's okay, you guys chat, I'll go out for a walk." ”

Pei Han wanted to follow, Han Qingyi rubbed his head, "I want to be quiet, don't come with me." ”

Pei Han looked at Han Qingyi's somewhat stumbling steps and couldn't help but worry. Turning back, it seemed that the room was finished, and everyone was scattered.

Zuo Xuanyu returned to the house, covered her mouth and kept laughing secretly.

Xiang Han passed, "I didn't expect that Yonggui couldn't stand the stimulation so much." ”

"It's so funny, her expression is so funny." Zuo Xuanyu smiled breathlessly, "I didn't expect that she has a deep affection for the emperor." From the time they began to describe Zhuo Xuanhuang, Han Qingyi was entangled like eating a fly.

"Then, will she still imitate Zhuo Xuanhuang?" Xiang Han asked, a little worried that Han Qingyi would stick to his pride and not be a stand-in for others. Then Zuo Xuanyu's plan could not be realized.

"It should be, she wants to get the emperor's attention so much, she will definitely not let go of this opportunity." Zuo Xuanyu sneered, "Besides, I will perform with him." ”

Zuo Xuanyu took a sip of tea, said that it was dry for a long time, and then asked, "You say, how similar is she to Zhuo Xuanhuang?" ”

"Three points of appearance, five points of bearing." Xiang Han thought for a while, "At that time, the slave maid just glanced at Zhuo Xuanhuang from a distance, and only felt that she was the only one in this world who could afford to be peerless." ”

"Han Qingyi will give people the illusion that it is Zhuo Xuanhuang?"

"No," Xiang Han shook his head, "Zhuo Xuanhuang's elegance and temperament can't be learned." She hesitated to find a suitable adjective. Zhuo Xuanhuang's contempt, arrogance, and decisive killing, the kind of sword in the hands of heroes, and the bearing of being a prince and prince on the stage is not something that ordinary women understand.

Zuo Xuanyu suddenly asked, "What about me compared to her?" ”

Xiang Han suddenly knelt down, "The little master wants to hear the truth?" ”

Zuo Xuanyu nodded silently.

"The clouds want clothes, the flowers want to look, the water is like a ring, and the moon is like a placket." Xiang Han was just talking about rumors on the rivers and lakes. "She is the eternal face of the country and the city. The sword is in the hand of the hero, and the prince is proud of the stage. She is the king who controls thousands of troops. Xiang Han didn't say anything further, Zuo Xuanyu already understood.

"I'm really inferior to her." Zuo Xuanyu was not lost, but a little depressed.

"Did you hear it all?" Han Qingyi turned around, and it was Yuchen standing behind him.

"What, it's uncomfortable?" Yu Chen touched Han Qingyi's forehead, "Rumors in the rivers and lakes, don't worry about it." ”

"It's nothing, it's not a concern, it's just," Han Qingyi snorted coldly, "A little confused, what are they talking about me?" That place is the rivers and lakes that I am familiar with? Good heart? ”

"You." Yu Chen smiled.

"I'm still willing to listen to it, the old treacherous and cunning or the troubled times and the like." Han Qingyi smiled, "What kind of kindness and disdain do people who come out of Zhuomen." ”

"Someone will do anything to make a name for good, what are you?"

"A few lines of names in the history, countless barren hills in the north." Han Qingyi shook his head, "What I hope is that what will be passed down is a real Zhuo Xuanhuang, not a whitewashed, perfect peerless face." ”

"What a silly girl." Yu Chen raised his hand and rubbed Han Qingyi's cheek.

Han Qingyi brushed his hand away, "Don't talk to me about Zhuo Xuanhuang in a short time." I'm nauseous. ”

Zhuo Xuanhuang was born as a killer and wandered the rivers and lakes. The most disdainful is chivalrous and courageous, and the most disregarded is benevolence and righteousness. What is martial arts, what is chivalry? Only understanding can lead to compassion, and only understanding can lead to sorrow. Han Qingyi said with a smile, "What they said, the rivers and lakes, helping the weak and the poor, and drawing the knife if they are uneven, that is the script, not my rivers and lakes." ”

Yuchen was said by her, just listening quietly. Han Qingyi smiled at him and didn't mention it anymore.

Yuchen hesitated for a long time.

"You're going to attack Concubine Yuan?" Yuchen thought for a long time before asking the doubts in his heart.