Chunman Palace

Chapter 82
The bedroom hall was too quiet, occasionally an unknown bird made a desolate cry with a rough voice, the warm tree was growing, the branches were luxuriant, and the hot air smoked thick sweat, falling into a dream together with the tears on the pillow.The moonlight poured out and slanted on the ground through the window lattice.

Lin Qingyu slowly woke up from this lengthy dream. Looking at the flickering lights in the hall, she felt quiet and peaceful. Suddenly, her thoughts surged. She sat up as she thought of something, and felt a burning pain in her chest, as if being warmed. As if the water had been scalded.

"Qing'er, you're awake." Xuan Yin's expression was dazed and desolate, he stood in the distance, looking at Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu lowered her head desolately, now there is nothing to say to him.

Xuan Yin shook his head boredly and said: "The imperial doctor said that you are in a hurry, and that you are so angry that your stomach is full of blood. Why are you so violent..."

Her voice was so hoarse that she seemed to hide lead mud: "The emperor thinks, what should the ministers and concubines do?"

For a moment, as if recalling the past, Xuan Yin's gaze became a little softer, and his voice gradually warmed up: "I know that the matter of your elder sister has deeply affected you, and I am sorry for you, so before now I can stop worrying about the matter, as long as you stay in the palace and keep yourself safe."

Listening to the cold words of the man in front of her, she felt bitterness in her heart. She curled her lips unnaturally, looked down at the side of the pillow, trying to see her tears clearly.

Her eyes fell on the half-wet mark on the pillow, and she still remembered today's sadness in her dream. These tears made her even more resentful.

"Does the emperor think that this is to compensate his concubines?" Her voice was soft and weak, like smoke that would dissipate without a grasp, and would drift to the sky at any time.

Xuan Yin continued: "I will still promote you to your position and let you enjoy the honor of the harem. If you don't want to, I won't force you..."

She only groaned softly: "The deep ice is three feet thick, and the plain snow covers thousands of miles. My heart is like a pine and cypress. How can your love be like that?"

Xuan Yin nodded and said: "Okay, since you don't want to, I won't force you any more!" He turned around and said: "The Queen Mother misses you, so why not move you to Fuhua State, far away from Xuanming City, you Would you like it?"

Instead of seeing this cold-hearted person every day and feeling disgusted and annoyed in my heart, it is better to go back here. From now on, the difference will be clear, and life and death will never meet again.

She looked at Xuan Yin coldly, and nodded heavily.

The intention to go has been decided, and we will never see each other again.

Not long after, she was revoked her title and position, stripped off her brocade clothes and decorations, and she left the Yaohua Pavilion elegantly and cleanly, leaving everything in the past in the place that made her miserable. The place of tears, rushed to the vanity state alone.

The journey is long, Xuanyin sent Zeyu to take care of her personally, and Mo'er insisted on going with her even though she was seriously injured.

Before leaving, she took one last look at the lotus flowers in the imperial garden. Although they were all duckweed green and not yet in bud, they brought back deep memories in her.

I love the lotus alone, it comes out of the mud but not stained, and the clear ripples are not demonic.

A pool of lotuses brings back too many memories, the lotus dancing, the slow sound of lotuses, and the thrilling dream of the blood-stained lotuses.

She pondered silently, untied the jade hairpin of water lotus from her bun, and threw it into the pool.

Outside the curtain was drizzled, the palace carriages passed through the long street, and finally passed through the Xuanwu Gate. After entering the palace for a year, the time passed by in a hurry. The timidity and restraint at that time were all worn down into viciousness and resentment today. He hated everyone in the harem in his heart, and resented everything.Whenever she was sleepy and closed her eyes, she would open them in horror as long as she thought of the scene after entering the palace.

The rain became more and more intense, and the icy cold rain slammed on the car like firecrackers. God seemed to be washing everything here in the most brutal way, leaving nowhere to hide from the mud and darkness, and everything was wiped clean. Mud into the ground.

The palace gate stood towering, she stretched her hands out of the curtain, looked at those blurred figures in the torrential rain, felt the rain soaked her body, and slowly climbed up the chill, the long-lost relaxation and clarity.

When she left, there was no one to see her off.

After all, they are not sisters who have known each other since they were young, let alone a fateful friendship, it is all due to interests, the weak depend on the strong, the truth from ancient times to the present.

There are boundless scenery, revered by thousands of people, but there are also people who fall into the quagmire and cast aside by everyone. The essence of people in this world is nothing more than seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

She finally figured it out, it turned out that everything in the harem was so hypocritical and disgusting, she regretted trusting Mu Pingting so much back then, and even hated Chang Xiuru and Lingqiao who was always targeting her.

If she is given another chance, she will strike without hesitation, even if Concubine Yu Min forms an alliance, or the Queen joins forces, she just needs to slash and kill like a sharp sword.

But it was she who hated her innocence and innocence the most, which completely killed this incompetent her.

This disgusting harem, the extremely hateful conspiracy, finally left her, and the ghostly and prosperous deep palace behind her left, and will never look back.

Fuhua State is remote and uninhabited, but it is a good place for people to refresh and meditate. It had been two days and two nights when she set foot in Huahua State. When she stood up from the boat, her body was still a little weak. The morning was bright and the rare grasses were disordered Growing up, the rocks are beautiful and the rocks are infinitely beautiful.

Because it was near the water, the damp and cold air was blowing towards the face with the wind, but it didn't feel cold, but the burnt fire in the chest gradually dissipated. Lin Qingyu and Mo'er supported each other and slowly got off the boat.

Lin Qingyu was about to bid farewell to Zeyu, but he jumped off the boat, tied the boat rope, and said: "It's inconvenient for you two, I'd better help you take care of the residence in the state before you leave."

"I'm no longer the master, Master Zeyi doesn't need to call himself a minister..." Lin Qingyu smiled bitterly, and then looked at Mo'er, who was really powerless to take care of the residence, and she was bowing to Zeyi : "Thank you, Master Zezu."

Then he hurriedly helped the man up, and said solemnly: "It's nothing." Then he took the small bundles from the two of them and went to the house in the middle of the state.

Although it was the dawn, the light was weak and cool, but looking at this quiet and silent land, she always felt a feeling of suffocation and powerlessness, and her heart was depressed and uncomfortable. A point of desolation.

She was silent, and held Mo'er's hand tightly: "From now on, you and I will live together here."

Mo'er nodded emphatically: "The servant will accompany the young master well. We, the master and the servant, are self-reliant, which is much better than the big ornately decorated cage in the palace."

She smiled lightly and said: "It's better not to call me little master, and we will be called sisters from now on, okay?"

Mo'er's eyes lit up suddenly, then darkened for a moment, and she didn't answer.

Although Huahua State is located in a remote place, it is still managed by a few sporadic people. Not long after Lin Qingyu and Mo'er came in together, two burly women greeted them. They each held a broom and asked bluntly Said: "But the noble master and servant from the palace?"

Lin Qingyu saluted slightly and nodded slightly.

The slightly longer woman said: "We already know the emperor's order, if that's the case, please come in with us."

Lin Qingyu said "hmm" and followed the two into the depths, but she wondered why the roads were overgrown with weeds and not pruned since there were people taking care of them in Huahua State?Let the dead branches and rotten leaves around here grow new seedlings, looking like a wilderness.

Going around a few abandoned houses, I arrived at a brick one-story house, where I had already tidied up. The blue stone walls felt cool to the touch. Although it was simple, it was much refreshing. One room in the house was suitable for one person. A sleeping berth, a table, a porcelain jar of water and some cleaning tools.

The rather elderly woman said again: "This is where you two will live from now on. My name is Shun Xian, and this mother's name is De Ji. If you have anything to do, you can call us. Anyway, the four of you share the same pot of rice." There is also a surplus, but you have to do the chopping and lighting the fire yourself, don't be afraid, let's take turns."

Mo'er hurriedly said: "Chopping firewood to make a fire? How can this be done? Our young master must never do this."

The mother named De Ji said: "My little lord, since I came to this vanity state, I have been working as slaves. Although the lady has been favored by the emperor and said that she lives here, she must do some labor, right? Soaking in the sun and spring water, but in the future, you have to be proficient in chopping firewood, cooking and cooking."

Mo'er was startled: "Our little master doesn't do these things, can I give you silver to make it work, or these jewelry." She said, she pulled a plain silver hairpin from her head.

De Ji snorted, and said, "Yo, this girl is very interesting! This vanity state is desolate and uninhabited. We were all sent here by the emperor to take care of it. What's the use of these jewelry silver? Could it be planted in the ground?" Can silver grow in it?"

Mo'er was ashamed and annoyed by the words, pinched the bead flower tightly in her palm, turned around and said to Lin Qingyu: "Don't worry, little master, I will help you with these tasks from now on!"

Lin Qingyu just thought about it for a while, but now she has figured it out, and said: "If you come here, you will be at peace. Since the Fuhua State is such a way of life, I have no reason to escape, Mo'er, from now on, you are not allowed to call me I am the little master, understand?"

"But...!" Mo'er wanted to say something, but finally nodded reluctantly.

At this time, Ze Zu had already packed everything in the house, went straight out the door and walked to the side, picked up the ax and raised the knife in one hand, and divided the piled firewood into pieces.

De Ji said cheerfully: "Unexpectedly, the emperor asked you to bring such a strong man, I will cook porridge for you tonight!" Then he twisted his thick arms and left.

Shun Xian showed a smile on his face: "You are transparent, just slowly explore the rules of life in this vanity state. There are still many vegetables in the vegetable garden that have not been watered. You can rest easy."

Mo'er looked at the figures of the two going away, bit her lips and said: "It's really hard for the young master. I thought I could stay away from the disputes in the harem in peace and comfort, but I didn't want to have to suffer such a life in the future."

"In any case, it's better than being trapped in that kind of cage, right? After being in the cage for a long time, I can return to nature. In my heart, I'm very happy!" After Lin Qingyu finished speaking, he walked towards Zezi, and stretched out his hand to snatch him away. Ax in hand.

Ze Yu was chopping firewood when he saw her tender hand stretched out, he stopped immediately, only a few miles away from chopping off her hand, he gave her a complicated look: "What are you doing?"

Lin Qingyu saluted and said with a bitter smile: "I want to try this ax myself. After all, I have to chop wood by myself from now on. I have to understand the temper of this ax first, right?"

There seemed to be anxiety hidden in Zeyu's eyes: "You almost became disabled just now."

She retracted her hands thoughtfully, and solemnly saluted again: "I'm sorry, I made Sir Zecheng worry."

"...It's good that you didn't get hurt." His gaze returned to cold and desolate, and he continued to chop firewood.

With warmth in her heart, she persuaded softly: "Your Excellency chopped the firewood for me today, but tomorrow I will come by myself. It is a long way back to Xuanming City, and Your Excellency is going to leave alone. Why don't you set off to catch up with the land and stay overnight?" What about rest?"

Ze Yu kept his composure, and the black clothes blew coldly in the breeze, like a black fire ignited: "Tomorrow's matter will be mentioned tomorrow, I only look at today's matter."

"My lord lives in the moment, it's very good." She looked at him with a smile, then quickly lowered her eyes, and sighed softly: "As the emperor's personal bodyguard, you must know a lot of things. I have some questions. I asked in the palace, but now I want to ask my lord to clarify my doubts."

Zezu paused the movements in his hands, and said, "Yes."

"May I ask my lord, how did the emperor punish my father and elder brother?"

Zeyu was silent for a long time, and Fang said: "The Lin family's property will be confiscated, Mr. Lin will be responsible for fifty sticks, and will be distributed to the frontiers. He will go with your brother and serve as an exile for three years."

When Lin Qingyu heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, and she was almost out of breath.

Although she had expected the consequences before, but Lin's father was old, and he might be disabled for life if he was punished with fifty sticks, and the border area was even more difficult and dangerous, and he might lose his life on the road after three years of exile.

Almost fainting, she staggered back a few steps, feeling that her legs were getting weaker and weaker, Mo'er hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and comforted her softly: "My lord, maybe Master Lin and the others will all be fine? I can live a good life."

"The emperor is so ruthless... The emperor is so ruthless...!" She shivered in a daze, biting her lips tightly, but her eye sockets were extremely dry and painful, suddenly blurred, and the surroundings instantly became cloudy.

She reached out her hand in a daze, flustered in her heart, but she didn't catch anything.

Seeing that people's eyes were out of focus, Mo'er couldn't help becoming terrified: "What's wrong with you, my lord?! Your eyes...what's the matter... Master Zezu!"

Then he hurriedly dropped the things in his hands, and leaned over to check Lin Qingyu's eyes.

Both eyes are red and swollen, covered with blood, which should be caused by too much sadness and too much tears these days.

"I'm going to find some herbs." After speaking, he walked away like the wind.

Lin Qingyu was flustered, and touched her eyes uncertainly, wanting to cry but unable to do so.

Mo'er hugged him and softly comforted him, and guided him into the house to rest.

Not long after, Zezi found herbal medicine, crushed the medicine and applied it to Lin Qingyu's eyes, and told Mo'er to soak the medicine in hot water every night to help her eyes, and it would be cured within half a month. over.

Mo'er thanked Zezu again and again, and sent him out of the room.

Lin Qingyu's eyes were hard to see, but her heart was peaceful. She lay on the bed, quietly listening to the breeze, howling and powerful, like a runaway wild horse running in the forest, carrying wildness and unruly, one after another Breaking into the house disturbingly, falling into dreams with the fragrance.

(End of this chapter)