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In the bedroom, the candle flame has been extinguished, the window shadow is afterglow, the breeze is gently blowing the curtain tent, and the faint fragrance is floating.

On the bed, Qingyi was already asleep, and the sparse moonlight sprinkled down, a little melancholy between the eyebrows could be clearly seen, and the long eyelashes trembled from time to time, extremely uneasy.

Yu Haoxuan was half lying on her side, her lazy expression was a little soft, one hand was propped up behind her head, her black hair was like a cloud, scattered behind her, hanging down on the silk peony embroidered pillow, and her slender fingers caressed Qingyi's eyebrows, as if to smooth out the melancholy a little bit.

However, the softer he was, the deeper the depression between Qingyi's eyebrows, and the more eager he wanted to caress it, but she slept more and more restlessly, and even began to dodge his touch

Yu Haoxuan's hand slowly stopped, but it remained between her eyebrows, and then gently lifted the strands of hair that fell on her forehead, gently wrapped it behind her ears, and ran her fingertips across her eyebrows until it touched the hideous pink scar, and then stopped again.

This scar is a finger long, and after a few years, the original sinuous wound has long since turned into a pink color that is extremely incongruous with the skin color, but even so, its existence still ruins the original delicate face that should be Allure.

"Beauty" Yu Haoxuan's deep voice fluctuated slightly, in the night, the dark blue pupils contained unknown emotions, he bowed his head slightly, and his warm thin lips kissed lightly on the scar.

Xu is Qingyi felt the oncoming breath, her Ao Dai twisted lightly, her long eyelashes lightly, and then opened her eyes in the fine scar that Yu Haoxuan seemed to kiss away, and then opened her eyes wide and looked at the handsome man who was so handsome that she couldn't breathe in the moonlight.

"Awake?" The low voice was a little hoarse, the dark blue eyes were extraordinarily deep, and the big hand gently supported Qingyi's body, let her pill on her arm, and then hugged her tightly in her arms: "I woke you up"

Qingyi trembled her long eyelashes lightly, lowered it slightly, retracted the moment of distraction just now, smelled the faint ambergris on Yu Haoxuan's body, closed her eyes again, and said lightly: "It's the concubine who can't sleep."

"En" Yu Haoxuan responded, put his chin against Qingyi's forehead, the warm breath sprayed on her hair, and then lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his voice was full of softness: "Qingyi, can you tell me what you are thinking?" ”

His heart trembled, Qingyi's eyes opened suddenly, his long eyelashes crossed the clothes on his chest, the sleepiness just now disappeared completely, his eyes showed tiredness and sadness, his pink lips pursed slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he was rejected by his cognition to test himself. [

The little bitterness at the corner of his mouth overflowed, filling his entire chest, and his plain hand was lightly pressed against his chest, feeling that this would become Ling Chi's own warmth at any time, his ten fingers gradually closed, smiled softly, and murmured: "The concubine is thinking, why doesn't the emperor sleep yet"

Yu Haoxuan closed his eyes, and when he heard Qingyi answer like this, he didn't make a sound, but just hugged her body tighter, so that the two of them fit inseparably, and only later did he hear his low dream-like voice: "Because I want to know why Qingyi is so uneasy even to sleep", and then, he looked down at Qingyi's drooping eyes, and his voice was seductive: "Tell me why Qingyi is still so uneasy in my arms"

The heart, as if pierced by a sword, suddenly became painful, Qingyi's eyes froze, and the warmth around her body instantly turned into a cold grotto, she raised her head to meet the gaze that she could never read, the dark blue pupils that seemed to be forever silent, and the whole person seemed to be sucked into the confusion he set.

Shaking his head lightly, his long hair wrapped around his arm, as if eager to entangle his heart, Qingyi's lips gradually pursed into an indifferent smile, stretched out his hand to caress the pair of eyebrows that people can't take their eyes off, and his fingertips depicted his heroic sword eyebrows: "The emperor is so good-looking"

It was the first time she had been so obsessed with his countenance.

Yu Haoxuan's gaze sank for a moment, and his eyes that were as deep as the night suddenly had some unnatural evasions, he looked away, and then looked at her, but he was no longer as calm as he was just now.

Qingyi seemed to depict unconsciously, as if pouring all his gaze and thinking, so serious, little by little, across his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, until the thin lips that symbolized cold affection, the corners of the pink mouth pursed an innocent smile, but in the eyes was heart-wrenching loneliness and sadness.

Such a man is so deep that the world can't see clearly, and his methods are terrifying, but he just gives a woman a thousand favors and love, and his infatuation is so moving. Qingyi's fingertips rested on his lips, the sadness of her eyes was hidden by her long eyelashes, she closed her eyes and touched his lips lightly with her own

For a moment, Qingyi felt Yu Haoxuan's stiffness and trembling slightly, as her lips rested on his, although, it was just a dragonfly.

Then, Qingyi drilled into Yu Haoxuan's arms, hugged him tightly with both arms, and buried his face in his chest as if he was afraid that he would leave in the next moment

"Qingyi" Suddenly, Yu Haoxuan called out these two words, very lightly, but with a heavy breath.

"En" Qingyi closed her eyes and responded.

Yu Haoxuan's eyes suddenly dimmed, as if they were covered with an indistinct emotion, more like an impenetrable net, wanting to imprison something eagerly, a little, he closed his eyes, gently rubbed Qingyi's forehead with his chin, and whispered: "Accompany me"

Qingyi sighed lightly, grabbing the clothes on his back tightly with his bare hands, and the wounds on his fingertips were faintly visible

On the fifth watch, the sky was slightly white.

Gonggong Qin held the court clothes and led the two imperial maids to guard outside the palace, until he heard the familiar voice in the hall: "Come in"

The bedroom was pushed open, and Father-in-law Qin habitually walked forward, but after taking a few steps forward, he suddenly found that there was an extra screen, and he involuntarily stopped for a while, and then heard a steady footsteps. Father-in-law Qin came back to his senses, and he hurriedly asked the two imperial maids standing behind him to serve the emperor to change his clothes.

Gonggong Qin looked at the screen that he hadn't seen yesterday, and a little doubt rose in his heart, according to the rules, all concubines who serve in bed must get up before the emperor's morning court, serve the emperor to change clothes, and send them to the front of the palace, kneel and bow to thank him.

And every concubine who serves in the bed has done this, but this concubine has become an exception when she entered the palace for the first time, and now even the emperor doesn't get up in the morning, which is not in accordance with the rules.

Gonggong Qin glanced at the plain screen, and wanted to open his mouth several times to remind the emperor, but because the early dynasty was imminent, he could not delay, so he could only bow his head and follow Yu Haoxuan out of the court's palace, Xu because he was absent-minded, when he walked to the front of the palace, he didn't know that the emperor had stopped, until the cold wind in the early morning blew the white whisk in his hand, and suddenly stopped.

After Gonggong Qin stopped, his brain was almost blank, he thought that he was going to die, but he was stunned when he turned to look at the emperor standing in the hall, because the emperor actually stopped and looked back at Concubine De's bedroom.

"Your Majesty" Gonggong Qin called with a slight tremble, but after listening to Yu Haoxuan think for a long time, he said in a low voice: "You go to the imperial pharmacy to boil a bowl of medicine and send it."

"The slave knows" Gonggong Qin was busy lowering the leader's order.

Yu Haoxuan retracted his gaze, but said: "Concubine De didn't sleep last night, you can just boil a bowl of tonic medicine and send it, as for the record, you don't need to change it, just remember it", after that, without waiting for Gonggong Qin's reaction, he stepped out of the Chaoen Hall alone

The red sun is new, the morning fog is thin, open the window, and there is a faint fragrance of begonia flowers in the cold air

After bathing, Qingyi stood in front of the window with only a single dress, looking at the begonia flowers that stretched out to the window, the fair-skinned hands gently flicked the crystal dew on the petals, her eyes were calm like water, her clothes were like snow, and she was as graceful as a beautiful person.

"The flowers bloom at the wrong time, and no one knows where the flowers fall" Qingyi picked a pink begonia and put it on her fingers, watching quietly, for a long time, she indifferently picked off the petals one by one, threw them into the air, and let the west wind sweep away, and the ground was red.

Behind him, the bedroom was pushed open, Xiao Tong led Gonggong Qin in, and called in a low voice: "Miss, Gonggong Qin is here to deliver medicinal food", as he spoke, he lowered his eyelashes, his hands clenched the silk handkerchief, and his lips pursed.

Gonggong Qin took two steps forward with the medicine in his hand, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Concubine De Niangniang, please"

Qingyi's face did not fluctuate at all, she suddenly narrowed her eyelashes, turned her head to look at the two people standing behind her, and her eyes fell on the bowl of black medicinal juice in the jade plate held by Gonggong Qin.

Xiao Tong hurriedly turned around and picked up the medicinal food in Gonggong Qin's hand, slowly walked towards Qingyi, and called out a little unnaturally: "Miss"

Qingyi responded, stretched out her jade hand to pick up the bowl of medicine, the bitter taste made Qingyi almost want to throw it away, but she didn't think about it, she just threw it up, and then handed the bowl to Xiao Tong, turned around and continued to look at the blooming begonia tree outside the window, silent.

Looking at Qingyi drinking the medicinal food so generously, Gonggong Qin's doubts about today's events deepened, he twisted his eyebrows, took the jade bowl in Xiao Tong's hand, looked up at Qingyi, who was already staring out the window, and wanted to say something, but he remembered the words explained by the emperor: "If Concubine De asks about something, you answer as usual, don't mention the matter of tonics."

Stunned for a while, Gonggong Qin finally didn't say anything, bowed his head, but when he stepped out of the bedroom, he still looked back at Qingyi, who was thinly dressed, in confusion, and then returned to his normal color and hurried to the 'imperial study' to reply to the order

Although the late spring is cold, the flowers are fearless, and most of the flowers planted in the imperial garden have already bloomed.

Qingyi put on a dark robe, walking alone in the garden, the morning fog has long since dissipated, but the plum blossom forest is still pervasive, stopped, glanced at the plum blossom forest that seemed to be a dead branch, slightly lowered her long eyelashes, and then continued to walk towards the garden

"Concubine De is not feeling well today?" Suddenly, a sharp but low-pitched voice sounded behind him, and then, the figure of Gonggong Li's brown court dress immediately appeared in front of Qingyi's eyes, only to see him bow his head and bow respectfully to Qingyi: "Slave see Concubine De Niangniang, Niangniang Wanfu!" ”

Qingyi stood under the begonia tree, stretched out her hand to take a falling petal, glanced at Gonggong Li who was kneeling on the ground, and said softly with a little weakness: "Gonggong Li, please get up"

When Gonggong Li listened to Qingyi's somewhat tired voice, he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Qingyi's side face, but there was no clue to be found, so he could only kowtow and thank him: "Slave Xie Niangniang", and then stood up with his head down.

Qingyi glanced at Xiao Qiang's garden, where the footsteps were becoming clearer not far away, and asked with a little carelessness: "What news does Gonggong Li have recently to sell to this palace?" ”

As soon as he heard the news of the sale, the look on Gonggong Li's face was a little unnatural, and even more gloomy, but he immediately understood the meaning, looked left and right, and then said in a low voice: "Niangniang, today the queen wants the slave to ask the mother to go to the 'Fengqi Palace' to discuss the removal of the flower beauty."

Hua Rushuang Qingyi looked at the palm of a few petals, the corners of his mouth were finally dyed with a smile, his jade fingers gradually closed, but his expression was still indifferent, his eyes looked at the few concubines who came from Xiao Qiang Garden, and turned to walk towards the plum blossom forest

When Gonggong Li saw Qingyi leaving, he didn't know what to do for a while, but as soon as he wanted to keep up, he saw the few concubines who were born, and suddenly realized, turned around and hurriedly went to the 'Fengqi Palace' to resume his life.

In the plum blossom forest, there is a depression, and the gorgeous colors of the past are only a piece of mud under their feet.

Qingyi looked at the coldness around her, held the begonia in her hand and walked forward step by step, until she saw the one sitting on the stone bench before she stopped, her eyes were suddenly cold, she turned her head to look at the shortcut to the cold palace, and walked forward without thinking

The deserted door, overgrown with weeds, vaguely the depression she had seen at the beginning, just the dead grass that had been covered by heavy snow, now green.

Qingyi stepped forward, stretched out her hand to stroke the knotted cobwebs on the door, and suddenly heard a mournful piano sound, but it was intermittent. She froze for a moment, and then walked in the direction where the sound of the piano came from, until she saw Ruyue sitting on the lawn in a plain long dress, stroking the piano.

"If the sound is like a whimper, the sound is like crying..."Qingyi said softly, and then walked towards her in Ruyue's surprised gaze, sat beside her, sat side by side with her, stroked the strings with his bare hands, and said: "When playing the piano, the strings should not be adjusted too tightly, otherwise they will inevitably break when the strings are tilted."

After that, Qingyi loosened the strings slightly, and then played slowly, playing the song 'Sauvignon Blanc' just now with the most euphemistic timbre, and the soft voice was a little silent, chanting:

Bianshui flows, Surabaya flows, flows to Guazhou Gudutou, Wushan is a little worried.

Thinking about it, hating it, hating it until it is time to return, and the moonlight people lean on the building.

Then he stopped and turned his head to look at Qingyi: "Sauvignon Blanc, I think about the emperor again after I look like the moon?" ”

Ruyue looked at Qingyi who suddenly appeared, and her clear eyes that seemed to never have any waves and emotions, and repeated lonely: "Sauvignon Blanc and long looks.", and then a little mist rose from the corner of her eyes, she turned her head to look at the guqin in front of her, covered her red lips with her bare hands, and her vocal cords trembled slightly: "Haoxuan he...", before the words were finished, she couldn't cry.

Love is life and death, presumably this is the case, Qingyi lowered her eyelashes, and the tingling pain in her heart made her suddenly forget her breathing, but the corners of her mouth pulled out an indifferent smile

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