Gao Yanzhao hugged her in horror, "Little master? ”

"In the first year of Yongtai, when the Marquis of Anbei rebelled." Han Qingyi repeated the time, and there was some confusion in his eyes. At that time, she had just put an iron fist down the chaos and stabilized her power. Hurried to Jinbei County, and ran with Zhuomen disciples to support Emperor Yongtai. At this time, her most beloved sister died quietly in the palace.

Seeing Han Qingyi quieting down, Gao Yanzhao continued to narrate, "When the emperor came back, he was also angry and vomited blood, and he ordered a thorough investigation into the matter. The doctors of the Tai Hospital examined the body of the imperial concubine, and they said that the imperial concubine has always been delicate, but the fetal position has always been wrong, and it is possible that the fetus is stillborn. The emperor was furious, and almost let the first palace accompany the funeral. The queen and Concubine Yuan begged each other desperately to avoid a river of blood, but Concubine Yuan was demoted to the position of concubine due to the unfavorable supervision of the harem, and the queen blamed herself for not being able to supervise herself and grounded herself for a year. ”

Han Qingyi was already in tears when she looked up, "That's my favorite sister, that's my favorite sister." ”

Gao Yanzhao had no choice but to persuade, "The little lord's day mourns and changes." ”

Han Qingyi's heart ached so much that she almost went crazy, and slapped her backhand on her cheek. The force was quite strong, and the right side of the face was swollen in a moment, and it took a few more strokes to open the bow left and right.

Frightened, Gao Yanzhao hurriedly pressed Han Qingyi's hand, "Little master, little master, what are you doing?" ”

Han Qingyi laughed miserably, "My favorite sister, am I worthy?" Do I deserve to call her sister? What kind of sister am I, Ah Wu, I don't deserve the sister you call me. ”

Thinking about when I was a child, I tried my best to learn martial arts, and I often hurt myself. In order to break off Han Qingyi's attachment, her mother never bandaged her no matter how injured she was. At that time, I had just used a soft sword and accidentally injured my right arm. The wound was quite deep, the blood flowed like an infusion, and it was not easy to bandage, and Han Qingyi, who was in pain, was sweating all over. At night, my mother never comforted her. Ten-year-old Han Qingyi bit the bandage with his teeth and cried aggrieved. Ah Wu is only two or three years old and has just been able to walk. She gently blew through Han Qingyi's wound, and said in a milky voice, "It won't hurt if you blow it, and my sister won't cry." Han Qingyi hugged her and cried all night. Ah Wu kept patting her on the back and comforted her all night.

"It doesn't hurt if you blow it, and my sister doesn't cry."

The children's voices of the past seemed to be echoing in their ears, and Han Qingyi pushed Gao Yanzhao's hand away, "What kind of sister am I, I don't deserve to say that I am my most beloved sister at all." What do I love about her, I ......"

"It's been more than two years, and I actually found out that my sister is dead." Han Qingyi roared suppressedly, "My sister is dead. ”

Han Qingyi turned around to leave, but Gao Yanzhao was afraid that she would go to the emperor like this, so he stopped her, "Little master, go back first, be quiet." ”

Of course, Han Qingyi guessed through Gao Yanzhao's thoughts, and shook off his hand, "I won't go to find Yuchen, it's because I didn't take care of Ah Wu, and I can't complain about others." It's been thirteen years, I haven't been home once, I haven't seen my aunt and sister, I haven't celebrated her birthday once, and I haven't said anything to her once. Even the pearls and Lantian jade she asked for were sent by others. I never asked her how she was doing, but I was ashamed to say in front of others that I had a lovely sister, a gentle sister, a filial sister, and a kind sister. I said she was my favorite sister, but I was the last to know about her death. How ridiculous. ”

Gao Yanzhao stopped Han Qingyi again, "Little Lord mourns." ”

Han Qingyi pushed Gao Yanzhao away and walked back.

Looking at Han Qingyi's staggering figure, Gao Yanzhao also felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Gao Yanzhao reported what had just happened to the emperor, and he was standing next to him nervously.

Yu Chen put down the wolf pen in his hand, "To tell the truth, I'm really glad that Concubine Yuan suppressed this matter at the beginning." If this news had reached the front of the two armies at that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. ”

Gao Yanzhao didn't understand that since the emperor knew the priority of the matter, he would naturally not be swayed by this news, so why did he come from such an unthinkable statement.

Yu Chen saw his surprise and didn't explain, "However, I thought she already knew about Wu'er's death." I didn't expect ...... It's unpredictable, but it's better to come later. Otherwise, I don't know how she's going to get through it. ”

"Your Majesty?" Gao Yanzhao wanted to find out the emperor's attitude towards Han Qingyi.

"You should pay more attention to her affairs in the future, there are some things she doesn't want to worry about, but she will always suffer." Yu Chen smiled, "This will be like this, those minions who are high and low......" Yu Chen shook his head.

"But, why didn't the emperor crown the little master?" Gao Yanzhao carefully voiced his doubts.

"Her appearance has been jealous of the harem concubines, and if she causes something to happen, I'm afraid she will become the target of the public." Yu Chen's voice was extremely gentle.

"The emperor gives more favor, what are you afraid of?"

"Not caring doesn't mean that you don't care, I'm afraid that the concubines will accidentally touch her bottom line. She really has to take care of it, I'm afraid this harem will be turned upside down. As for grace, she disdained it. ”

Gao Yanzhao looked at Yuchen's gentle smile, a little dazed.

"Now that she knows about it, you should keep an eye on it. I'm afraid that she won't be able to figure it out and hurt herself. ”

Pei Han saw that Han Qingyi had come back in despair, and hurriedly greeted him.

Han Qingyi pushed away Pei Han's hand in a trance, threw herself on the bed and buried her face in the quilt. The rich smell of wine permeated from Han Qingyi's body, and just now she went to the wine cellar of the imperial dining room to borrow wine to drown her sorrows. My heart was numb with pain, but I was a little sober.

Pei Han hurriedly brewed a cup of strong tea to relieve hangover and handed it to Han Qingyi's hand.

Han Qingyi took a sip of strong tea and asked, "Actually, you already knew that I was noticed because of the imperial concubine." ”

Pei Han bowed his head, not daring to answer.

"I've seen the records of the Jingshifang, you followed Ah Wu earlier?" Han Qingyi stared at Pei Han, "Is that right?" ”

Pei Han looked up, "Yes." ”

Han Qingyi frowned, "What happened at that time?" The record of the Tai Hospital is that Ah Wu's body is weak and occasionally feels cold, which leads to a slippery tire. ”

Pei Han suddenly knelt down and kowtowed fiercely, "Ask the little lord to avenge the imperial concubine." ”

Han Qingyi's eyes were confused, "Redress your grievances? What injustice? You say......"

"It was Concubine Yuan who harmed the shadow master." Pei Han still said it, but was interrupted by Han Qingyi.

"There is no need to mention these things again," Han Qingyi dragged Pei Han to his side, the corners of his mouth outlined an arc, and slowly spit out a few words.

Pei Han was stunned, as if she didn't know her.

Han Qingyi said lightly, "The relationship between the harem is intricate, you said that Concubine Yuan was framed because of jealousy, what about the evidence?" After so long, the emperor still favors her, and I took the liberty of sueing. Isn't that putting your neck in a rope? Forget about this, if you want to follow me, continue to follow, if you don't want to follow, Zuo Xuanyu is a good place to go. ”

Pei Han kowtowed, "A slave is born as a person of the little master, and death is a ghost of the little master." Pei Han knew that Han Qingyi was weak in the palace, and he couldn't bear to leave, so he repaid Feng Lingwu's original feelings. Even if Han Qingyi can't take revenge, she must be protected.

Han Qingyi waved her hand to let her down, the shadows flashed outside the window, the wind became stronger and stronger, the lightning streaked across the sky, and the rain that had been suppressed for a day finally came down.

Early the next morning, Han Qingyi woke up early. The sky was still dark, and dimly I could see broken branches all over the ground. Han Qingyi got up in his clothes, and did not alarm Pei Han and Yalu, and walked out of the door. Last night's wind and rain were still strong, and the fall was colorful. Han Qingyi walked out of the corner gate and came to the Wangye Shuhe Pond outside Fengxiang Palace.

Looking up at the sky, the dim sun was still on the side of the mountain, and it was hazy and indistinct.

"Little master, I'm so interested."

Han Qingyi turned around and saw Gao Yanzhao standing behind him with a food box, "Why are you here?" ”

"The emperor said that the little lord must have slept unsteadily last night, so he boiled up some soothing medicine to make up for the little lord's body." Gao Yanzhao raised the food box in his hand. Last night, the imperial dining room came to report that the fox fairy had lost more than a dozen jars of wine in the palace. Yuchen guessed that Han Qingyi borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, and told Gao Yanzhao to come and see before dawn.

Han Qingyi pressed against his faintly painful forehead, "Yesterday, let the chief manager smile." ”

"The little lord is heavy." Gao Yanzhao walked over, put the food box on the ground, and took out the bowl.

Han Qingyi didn't look at him either, looking extremely tired, sitting by the lotus pond.

"Little lord, by the way." Gao Yanzhao comforted, but he didn't know what to say.

Han Qingyi was just looking for someone to talk to now, and grabbed Gao Yanzhao's shirt and motioned for him to sit down.

Gao Yanzhao came to comfort her, and he would just sit down and listen to her.

Han Qingyi lowered her head and bit her lip, as if she was thinking. After a while, he smiled slightly, "Actually, you hate me, don't you?" ”

Gao Yanzhao was just about to deny it when he was interrupted, "You think I rely on the power of Zhuomen, and I am a little pampered and arrogant." That's right. The questioning sentence chose an affirmative tone. Han Qingyi stared at Gao Yanzhao's eyes.

Gao Yanzhao saw her honesty, so he said, "There is a little bit." ”

Han Qingyi smiled, "Do you think I should honestly wait for the emperor's favor?" It's okay, don't play those tricks. ”

"The minions don't dare, but the palace is not a river and lake after all. Since the little master has left Zhuomen and entered the palace, he should let go of his anger in the rivers and lakes. "A few days ago, Gao Yanzhao finally figured out that Han Qingyi was Zhuomen's proton, but he didn't know which of Wei Zixi's tendons was wrong, and he didn't tell him Han Qingyi's true identity.

"Waiting for his favor?" Han Qingyi suddenly remembered that the first time Yuchen told her that he liked her was about six years ago. When they returned to the imperial capital for the first time, Han Qingyi, dressed in brocade clothes and dressed as a peerless son, fought against those gentlemen chanting poems in the Qinglou. Xiao Se accompanied Chai Rui all day long around the world, and didn't care about Han Qingyi, who had broken the vinegar altar. I still remember that at that time, Yu Chen said to the lost Han Qingyi that you will always stand behind you, and when you can see me when you turn around, you will not feel lonely. In the red dust, if you are missing, even if you are prosperous, your heart will be lonely?

"I've missed it." Han Qingyi suddenly smiled, "Many years ago, he told me that he liked me. Do you know what I did? Han Qingyi didn't wait for Gao Yanzhao to react before going on, "I packed him into zongzi and threw him into the Piaoxiang Pavilion, and spent seven hundred taels of silver to find him a first-class woman." ”

Looking at Gao Yanzhao's mouth where he could swallow an egg, Han Qingyi couldn't help but laugh even more when he thought of the situation that day. At that time, she said, if you need it, look for them, if you don't have money, I will give it. At that time, she pushed him away with her own hands, and she may be doomed to miss it for a lifetime.

A gentle breeze blew, and there seemed to be footsteps. Han Qingyi and Gao Yanzhao changed color at the same time, after all, the concubine and the chief eunuch had a private meeting in the lotus pond, which was easy to say, but not good. Han Qingyi reacted extremely quickly, and kicked Gao Yanzhao off the pond with one kick. Gao Yanzhao finally saw a light smile on Han Qingyi's lips, and he had already sunk into the water.

Han Qingyi threw down the food box and sat on a stone with his whole clothes.

The bare hands are lightly waved, and the turquoise pool water reflects the crispy hands like white jade. The cold water swept through the warm fingertips, and Han Qingyi sang softly, "Wave by wave of red leaves out of the palace wall, the dotted heart is hidden in the sentence." The curled hosta is now broken, and the wind and rain are long. The voice was so sad that it made people feel pity, and while no one was paying attention, Han Qingyi quickly folded a reed and stuffed it into Gao Yanzhao's mouth. Looking from the back, Han Qingyi was soft and beautiful, and Gao Yanzhao looked at it from the bottom of the pool, Han Qingyi couldn't help but smile and distorted his face.

Footsteps sounded, and a person slowly walked in. Han Qingyi never looked back, pretending to appreciate his face in the water, sighing softly, and feeling sorry for himself.

"The wind and rain are long, the road is vast, the flowers and trees are scarce, and the dreams are sad. The beauty makeup building is looking at it, and the moonlight is late and the night is long. The man's voice was clear, and the words were full of .......

Han Qingyi closed it faintly, and her voice was sweet, "The moonlight is late and the night is long, and the red face is empty and the tears are hidden." I can't bear to climb the heights, and the afterglow is red and thin. Secretly and silently checked the person's reaction, only to feel that the person was breathing long, his steps were light, and he was clearly having kung fu.

"The afterglow is when the building is red and thin, and the makeup building is endless. The red face always returns to the dirt, and the light song makes the green plum in the rain. Following Han Qingyi's singing, the man slowly approached.

Han Qingyi is getting smoother and smoother, and her performance is becoming more and more like a palace concubine who has fallen out of favor, "Singing lightly through the rain makes green plums, and she is drowning in what she is doing." There are always no tears when the strings are finished, turning into thousand-year-old lovesick tears. Han Qingyi gestured in his hand and asked Gao Yanzhao if he heard who that person was?

Gao Yanzhao shook his head in the water, indicating that he didn't know.

"Turned into a thousand years of lovesick tears, it is still difficult to solve this sorrow. Don't ask from scratch, lonely heroes always have no way. As soon as the words fell, the man walked to Han Qingyi's side.

Han Qingyi pretended to be surprised and looked back in disappointment, and bowed his head in disappointment after seeing the appearance of the person who came. I saw that the person's appearance was somewhat similar to Yuchen. The starry eyebrows are bright, the eyebrows are divided into eight colors, the eyes are like stars, the bridge of the nose is high, the chin is wide, the heavenly court is full, and the tiger has a bear waist. Dressed in moon white, dressed in heroic clothes, draped in purple, with thin boots, a purple jade belt around his waist, and a piece of mutton fat jade embedded on it. He wears a purple and gold crown with wild goose wings and a white hosta. There are all kinds of majesty in front of and behind him, and all kinds of evil spirits on his head and feet. Sniffing secretly, with a bit of the smell of the army.

Han Qingyi bowed down, searching for information about such a person.

The man muttered, "What's your name?" ”

Han Qingyi raised her head with a leisurely smile, her eyes full of questions, "The concubine is always noble." "When we meet on a narrow road, it is already a courtesy, Han Qingyi has no way to avoid it, and he can't jump into the pond. But the name was still not going to tell him. Han Qingyi worked hard to play the role of a frustrated palace concubine, and carefully observed the identity of the person who came by the way.

"Yongguiren?" The man looked at Han Qingyi carefully, and his voice was inaudible, "It's really like her." ”

The man thought that Han Qingyi had never heard it, but he didn't think that Han Qingyi would hear it clearly. Like her? Han Qingyi's heart was turbulent, and only Ah Wu was like in the palace. His gaze drifted over the token on the man's body, and Han Qingyi already knew it. Zichen, the king of Nuoyu, the only remaining prince of the first emperor, and the only surviving younger brother of Yuchen. is known as rich and idle, but he chose the fief in Nuoyu City, which is the most powerful; On the surface, there is no quarrel with the world, but secretly he accepts the funding of the Zhuomen Chai family. Zi Chen was calculated in his heart, but there was a faint smile on his face, "May I ask the honorable driver?" Can I go? ”