Chunman Palace

Chapter 119
The night was long, and Mu Pingting sat facing the window, and carefully exposed half of the white jade hairpin from her cuff with her hand, and looked at it carefully, the moonlight was like water, spreading on the hairpin through the thin window lattice, crystal clear, like a beautiful woman's jade bone ice muscle.

Lingqiao brought a bowl of hot jujube soup, happened to take a glance at the white jade hairpin like clouds and dew, and said with a light smile: "The white jade hairpin in your mother's hand is very unique, it is even decorated with gold patterns."

Mu Pingting lightly stroked the silver pattern on the hairpin, and said softly, "This jade hairpin is broken into pieces, but it is my favorite thing, so I hired a skilled craftsman to replace it with gold. The golden pattern uses the pattern of anemone, which is also simple and elegant."

This white jade hairpin is the love of her heart, and it is also the only thing she can use to comfort herself.

Youth is fleeting, time flies, and many things have changed, but this white jade hairpin is still so pure and flawless, without the slightest taint from the harem.

Such a good thing, such a good relationship, is getting farther and farther away from her now. She has consistently adhered to her own will and conduct, but in the end she was also polluted by the dust and smoke of the harem, and became what she is now.

But even if she loses everything and changes everything, she still wants to cherish this feeling and hide all her love and unspoken words in this white jade hairpin, hoping that one day that person will understand her heart.

Lingqiao looked at the increasingly haggard person, thinking that she was tired from copying today, so she persuaded: "Your Majesty is tired these days, drink some jujube soup and settle down early."

Mu Pingting sighed softly, and suddenly said: "Copying the Lotus Sutra is nothing, and the emperor consigning me to be a concubine is nothing, but... I feel a little regretful and a little scared."

Lingqiao said suspiciously: "Your Majesty is punished by the emperor for doing a small thing wrong, but the emperor loves you a lot! Your Majesty regrets being reckless a few days ago. The servants can understand, but your Majesty is not afraid. ah."

Mu Pingting shook her head: "You don't understand, the emperor must still have a lot of doubts about this matter, and will definitely investigate again."

Lingqiao was slightly surprised: "The emperor has punished so many people, isn't this the end?"

"It's because there are too many people begging, and it will make the emperor suspicious." Mu Pingting put away the jade hairpin, took a spoonful of red date soup and put it in her mouth, it was mellow and dense, soft and moist.She nodded and said: "This jujube soup is well boiled, sweet but not greasy, it tastes sweet and refreshing."

"My servant added some mung beans in it. If your majesty likes this taste, this servant will do it again next time." Lingqiao smiled, and said again: "But this servant doesn't understand, your majesty said that there are too many people begging, and the emperor will Suspicion, the more people there are, the more evidence there is, it should be more credible."

Mu Pingting tasted another spoonful of jujube soup, and the warmth poured into her stomach, which made her look better: "In the eyes of the emperor, if the evidence is all one-sided, it can only mean that the people who provided the evidence are all Those who have been bought, this matter will not be over so easily."

Lingqiao just nodded blindly. In fact, she didn't quite understand what was going on, but Mu Pingting didn't have a good meal when she stayed in Xuanji Palace a few days ago, her complexion was very pale and haggard. Now she is willing to drink some jujube soup, which is very good .

Seeing that the people stopped talking, Mu Pingting quietly ate a few mouthfuls of jujube soup, and then asked people to leave with the bowl.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and what was reflected was a beautifully dressed, bright and moving woman, but the arrogance and aggression raised from the corners of the woman's eyes and brows made her feel strange.This appearance reminded her of the second mother in Chang Xiuru's residence.

After Chang Xiuru's biological mother contracted a stubborn illness, she had been lingering on the sick bed, and finally passed away when Chang Xiuru was eight years old, and her father and daughter depended on each other ever since.But within half a year, Chang's father brought a very powerful woman back home, and asked Chang Xiuru to call her Erniang.

At that time, she was picking hairpin flowers with Chang Xiuru in the house. After hearing this, Chang Xiuru didn't even care about picking flowers, and burst into tears. She stayed in Chang's mansion to comfort her for a long time.

From then on, Chang Xiuru would cry when she saw Erniang, which made Chang's father very worried, wondering if he would break up with Erniang.

But half a month later, a turning point happened. When Chang Xiuru saw her Erniang, she stopped crying, but became very quiet and calm. Although she still didn't say a word, it also made Erniang cry. It is possible to stay.

At that time, she wanted to ask Chang Xiuru why she suddenly accepted Erniang, but when she arrived at Chang's mansion the next day, she discovered how powerful this woman was.

Although the woman's eyes were smiling, she couldn't see a trace of emotion. On the contrary, it made people feel fearful. I feel a strong sense of discomfort, but under this feeling, I feel that she is extremely beautiful, and I can't help but look at her more.

Amid such conflicts, the woman said to her, "Pingting is here? Ru'er is waiting for you. Today she got a few new clothes and was very happy. She is wearing a hairpin inside."

At that time Mu Pingting didn't think much about it, but after half a year, Chang Xiuru started to be hostile to Er Niang again.

She began to cry when she saw Erniang, and she cried when she heard her voice, but even if her voice became hoarse from crying this time, Chang's father could not send Erniang out, because it was a done deal, and Erniang successfully conceived Chang in the past six months. Father's flesh and blood.

From then on, when Mu Pingting saw Chang Xiuru's second mother smiling, she felt it was very fake, those beautiful eyes were full of scheming and calculations.It's like a fox in the mountains or a scorpion in the crypt, sinister and vicious, but they hide their attacking characteristics, pretending to be harmless, and reveal their true colors after the goal is achieved, showing off their weapons unscrupulously show off.

Once, Chang Xiuru's second mother became a shadow in her heart, and she didn't understand why Chang Xiuru's second mother did this, why she was so vicious.

Now that she thinks about it, she can understand one by one. In the harem, everyone only lives for their own interests.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

It was obviously the look she hated and hated the most, but now it has become almost the same. This look full of scheming and deep thoughts is like a pool of water, deep and quiet, and it will never change again in this life.

Once, she thought that sisters could treat each other with true love; once, she thought that she could find true love after entering the palace; once, she pushed away the most rare feeling with her own hands.

Maybe this is the punishment God gave her?Let her gain everything and lose everything, because she doesn't know how to cherish.

She slowly took off the jewelry on her forehead, feeling relieved, she was almost out of breath under the pressure of heavy decorations on weekdays, these few days, she could be free for a long time because of the foot ban.

Just as she took off the magnolia hairpin from her head, she suddenly heard a commotion outside, she couldn't help frowning and called Huayue: "What are the people outside arguing about? Hurry up and break up."

Huayue trotted in: "Your Majesty, it seems that there is water in some palace."

"Go and find out, which palace is leaking?"

"Yes." Huayue nodded, asked the guards at the gate, and then came back to report: "Madam, the guards at the gate said that it seems that the Guanju Palace is flooded."

"What?!" Mu Pingting's complexion suddenly turned serious, and she asked, "Is Concubine Chang okay? How is the fire now?"

"The slaves don't know, and the guards guarding the gate don't know either. They just say to let the empress rest at ease."

Mu Pingting squeezed the corner of the table, stood up suddenly, and said straightly, "Come out with me."

"Your Majesty?" Huayue panicked for a moment, and then followed closely behind, "Your Majesty, you forgot that we are still grounded and can't get out. You are talking about the water in Guanju Palace. What if you hurt yourself!"

Huayue tried to persuade, but Mu Pingting turned a deaf ear to it, pulled her robe and walked towards the palace gate, and said coldly to the guard: "Open the door, I have something to go out."

The guard guarding the gate smiled: "Miss Jin, it's windy at night, so you should hurry back and rest—don't embarrass the little ones."

Mu Pingting said with a blank expression: "I just went out for a stroll and will be back in less than half an hour. The emperor won't know."

"Oh, Empress Jin, the Guanju Palace is now flooded, it's better for you to move around less, in case you bring the sparkling child back and make yourself..."

"Snapped."

Before the guard finished speaking, Mu Pingting slapped him hard, "Get out, get out of here without stopping! If you dare to stop me again, I will punish you to death!"

The angry reprimand made the two guards gradually lose their confidence. One of the guards wanted to draw his sword, but Mu Pingting gave him a look and turned back, and the hand holding the knife trembled.

Mu Pingting looked at the person coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I will say it again, open the door, you will still have a bright future, if not, I can kill you now."

"This... ugh!"

The guard didn't say anything else, he took the key from his body and unlocked the door, "Miss Jin, you are taking a walk, so remember to come back quickly, otherwise our lives will be lost."

"Don't worry, when Ben Gong comes back, you will benefit." Mu Pingting smiled and quickened her pace.

At this time, the flames of Guanju Palace spread like a purgatory. The flames were red lotus-shaped karmic fire from the inside to the outside, burning everything here. The dark smoke and dust gave off a strong and pungent smell, almost suffocating.

The smell of charcoal spread far and far away, and the palace people sent buckets of water to Guanju Palace, but the fire did not weaken at all.

And in the main hall, Chang Xiuru is dancing in a scarlet dance dress, like a red butterfly dyed with flames, enjoying the disaster and predicament, enjoying endless pain, torture, and venting everything angrily, just like This sea of ​​flames will never stop until everything is reduced to ashes.

When she was a child, she once saw in a book that there was a butterfly with gorgeous markings and a blend of gold and red, also known as the Phoenix butterfly.It is said that wherever this kind of butterfly goes, it will bring blessings and auspiciousness, and it has the meaning of Zhonggong Huacai.

The phoenix butterfly dress she is wearing now is sewed according to the appearance of the phoenix butterfly. She prepared it three months before entering the palace, and she was going to wear it on the day she was named queen. .

Liu Ruozhao told her that after entering the harem, becoming a queen is the dream of all women in the world, and concubines and nobles are just concubines. Be her second mother.

She said that she wanted to be a queen, she wanted to surpass Liu Ruozhao, and trampled her under her feet. She wanted to be the mother of the world, and let the world see her luxurious and noble appearance.

So Liu Ruozhao taught her all her scheming and methods, and also bet with her whether she could become the queen of the palace.

On the day when she was promoted to a permanent concubine, the joy in her heart couldn't be increased. She thought that she could be named a concubine soon, and when it came to noble concubine and imperial concubine, she wanted to prove that the harem was no match for mediocrity. What gesture would she use to show off to Liu Ruozhao? All thought up.

However, this concubine is a full four years.

She has almost exhausted all her hopes, all her hopes, she is obviously using those scheming and tricks every second, even if the sisters turn against each other, so what?As long as it's for winning, for favor, she can ignore anything!The purpose is to become the most honorable woman in the world.

What happened backfired, her face was ruined by jealousy, her life was manipulated wantonly by the eldest princess, she was conspired to poison her and became addicted, she was humiliated by the palace people, and even the emperor never set foot in her palace again.

She was really bored with such a day.

Kindness must be repaid, and hatred must be revenged. This is the principle she has always pursued. She just can't understand how those lowly people can climb on her head. She is born noble, and she has worked hard. For so long, but still can't compare, can't get better.

Every time before the poisoning happened, she always had fear in her heart. She struggled constantly, but she felt powerless, without the slightest strength to resist, let alone the slightest existence to rely on. She felt extremely lonely and hopeless.In Nuo Da's deep palace, she could only hug herself tightly, trying to warm her cold body.

But now, she didn't feel afraid at all.

Standing on tiptoe in the flames, she spun her body very quickly, and the sweat that overflowed from the heat or fatigue slipped from her forehead.

She laughed wildly and raised her hands: "Burn! Keep burning! Burn everything, burn everything! Burn everything clean! Even the poison on Bengong's body is gone!" Burned to ashes, burned to slag! Nothing left! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

The stimulation of the smoke made her cough violently, the toxicity made her dizzy, the feeling of suffocation invaded, and the continuous inhalation of smoke and dust made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Rather than being suffocated to death by this thick smoke, it would be better for me to have a better time!"

Her eyes suddenly became fierce, and she stepped towards a sea of ​​flames. The flames spread along her gorgeous dress, wrapping her whole body in the flames, emitting a scorched smell.

Under the severe pain and temperature, she vaguely smelled the burning smell of her body, and couldn't help laughing louder and harsher, and finally fell into the sea of ​​flames.

(End of this chapter)