Chunman Palace

Chapter 90 Moths to the flame
The chill is falling more and more quickly, the bright moon is dim, and with the wind and snow surrounded by the lights, the lights are gradually turned on, and there are faint shadows in the house, and someone urgently asks faintly.

The wind and snow are about to destroy the branches, and the cold and cold blades are flying in the whiteness of the sky, which is deafening like the roar of a wild beast. Large pieces of dead leaves are swept up and blown by the condensed snow and ice. On doors and windows, it is like frying in a frying pan.

Lin Qingyu seemed to be dreaming again that year under the plum blossom tree, the white plum blossoms were proud of the snow, and the fragrance was overwhelming...

When she woke up again, her body was filled with lead mud. When she looked up, she saw that several quilts were tightly covering her body, leaving only her head. She quickly pulled out half of her body and said, "It's so cold, it's almost overwhelmed." I'm smothered."

Mo'er hurried in, removed several layers of the quilt, and said: "The emperor just left, these quilts were brought from the palace by the emperor, they are afraid of the cold, you can't sleep well."

Lin Qingyu turned his gaze, landed on the brocade quilt, and said in a deep voice, "Are you here?" The voice seemed to be sure, but also seemed to be sure.

"The emperor cares about my sister very much! Look at this, and he has brought so many things." Mo'er pointed to the items piled up beside the water tank, where the brocade boxes, big and small, almost reached the sky.

Lin Qingyu said disgustedly: "What's the use of bringing these things? You can't use any of them."

"How can it be useless? These satins are all very good, as well as these exquisite pastries and snacks and medicinal materials to dispel the cold... It can be seen that the emperor really takes pity on my sister." Mo'er stepped forward to hold Lin Qingyu's hand, and said softly: "Sister The imperial physician checked it out...it said it was Hedinghong, and a strange ship was found on the shore not long ago, and someone has been sent to investigate it now!"

Lin Qingyu said expressionlessly: "Since it is said that the crane's top is red, then the matter is settled."

"But is that medicine really brought to my sister by the bodyguard? How did my sister say that the bodyguard?"

Lin Qingyu glanced at the porcelain bottle hidden on his wrist, and said indifferently: "I didn't tell him that the medicine was prepared by myself, but the poisonous effect is not much different from Hedinghong, but the medicine is extremely slow. I have taken it beforehand. A pill to suppress poison."

Mo'er was really taken aback by such a dangerous move.

Mo'er's face became worried, and her eyes were already sparkling with fear: "Sister, this crane crest red medicine works very fast, why didn't you discuss it with me in advance, if the wrong method didn't wait until the emperor came, wouldn't it be ..."

"Isn't it all right now? Well, don't worry." Lin Qingyu raised his hand to wipe away tears, comforting with a gentle face.

Mo'er held the man's hand tightly: "Actually, the emperor cares about my sister so much. It will be a matter of time before I return to the palace. Why should my sister put herself in danger?"

"Do you think the emperor really cares about me?" Lin Qingyu's eyes turned indifferent, and his tone became a little colder: "There are many beauties in the palace, competing for beauty, and the emperor just thought of me by accident... I won’t cherish it at all when I lose it, but I will savor it carefully when I lose it, and I want to savor it again.”

The more she said, the colder her tone became: "The emperor is thoughtful, but people who are too thoughtful often hide their softness in the deepest part. He is the emperor, so he can naturally be cold-blooded and ruthless, but when he dreams back at midnight, even if his heart is as cold as a rock, It’s not worth the self-condemnation.”

Mo'er whispered: "Sister, you mean, the emperor regrets the wrong things he has done?"

She smiled and stroked the hair on her shoulders: "Maybe? Everyone will regret it, but no matter how much you regret it, there is no time to change it." She put her fingers between the intertwined hair, He slammed down hard, frowned and said: "It's just that in the eyes of the emperor, he himself has never made a mistake, so how can he regret it?"

There were several knocks at the door, and Mo'er got up to check, her voice was bright and quick: "Yes, the guard, my sister is just dressing up, why don't you wait a little longer?"

The man didn't respond, just quietly retreated to the side.

It was snowing heavily, and it was silent and lonely.

The rustling snowflakes fluttered in the air crystal clear, like frost condensed by tears. In such a world of ice and snow, the tall and thin figure of the man was like a rebellious eagle in trouble, unwilling to bow his head under the pouring snow.

Lin Qingyu smiled cheerfully, and stood beside him with a paper umbrella, "Master Zezu is in a hurry to go out, did you forget to bring your umbrella?"

Zeyi didn't speak, but only moved his eyes slightly, glanced at Lin Qingyu from the corner of his eye, and quickly retracted it.

"The emperor has found out about your father and elder brother. He originally wanted to take you back to the palace immediately, but the lake has been frozen recently, and we will have to wait until the spring of the next year."

"Since the surface of the lake is about to freeze, why don't you return to Xuanming City as soon as possible?" Her voice was lonely, with a bit of depression: "If you are delayed because of my business, you will be trapped in Huahua State, what should I do? ?”

Zeyu was silent for a moment and said: "Actually, the emperor has intended to take you back to the palace a few days ago. In the past two years, I will use this time to cultivate myself."

Resisting the ups and downs in her heart, she said softly: "Concubine Lan was the same way back then? The emperor sent all the concubines around him out of the palace one by one to "self-cultivate themselves" just to get an obedient cat and dog..."

Zeyu said in a daze: "I don't know what the emperor wants, I just follow orders."

She was quite excited and said: "Following orders? Dare I ask Mr. Zesu to greet Concubine Lan in the same way during those three years? The emperor also sent you to visit Concubine Lan from time to time, right?"

Zeyu's answer was blunt and direct: "At that time, the emperor did not send his ministers to visit Concubine Lan frequently."

She asked: "Then why is the emperor so concerned about my affairs? It can't be because of love, can it?"

Zeyu suddenly looked straight at her, and met her sad eyes sharply: "If I tell you, you'll just pretend you've never heard of it."

She nodded: "Please tell me."

"Just a few months ago, Concubine Jin was pregnant, but her body was always weak and her appearance was thin. As a result, the fetus in her womb couldn't get enough care. Even though there was an imperial doctor by her side, it didn't help." Ze Zhe paused After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "Finally, the priests of Linxian Palace said that only the flesh and blood of men and women with certain characters can make a full recovery."

She stared blankly at the ground, the umbrella in her hand almost tilted due to the tremor of her body.

"I'm afraid I'm the only one who fits the woman's horoscope?" Her voice trembled, not because of fear, but because of nausea, her stomach churned.

All tenderness is fake and illusory, only using it is real!
Zeyu's voice was also a little weak: "Don't worry, the emperor won't believe such things."

"For the sake of his favorite concubine, the emperor really believes in all kinds of evil methods and sorcery." She raised her head and sneered sadly, seeing that Zeyu's mouth was turning pale, she couldn't help saying: "Who is the eligible man? "

"Maybe it hasn't been found yet."

She frowned at Zezu, and subconsciously held his arm, causing a muffled groan.

Sure enough.

Mu Pingting's plan is to harm her and Zeyu!
Lin Qingyu said angrily on behalf of others: "The emperor really wants Master Zexu to sacrifice his blood? Why? You are so loyal to the emperor, why in the end are you not as good as that god stick?"

Zeyu said in a hoarse voice: "The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

She said sadly: "What about me? The emperor deliberately approached me to welcome me back to the palace just to heal his beloved concubine. But in this case, why didn't the emperor directly order me to be killed and take my flesh and blood back to the palace as an offering! "

Zeyu said in a deep voice: "The priest of Linxian Palace said that the person needs to be willing to worship, and the journey is far away. It's not that the blood that is still warm is not enough to show sincerity."

"So we deserve to be used as a prelude to others? Should we cut flesh and blood for the unsubstantiated words of the magic stick?! I can see that Mu Pingting's heart is vicious. Why does it need warm blood to show sincerity? It's clear that she wants to use other people's blood to warm herself!" The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and she bit her lip to vent her anger, causing a deep red.

Mu Pingting is like this, she not only kills her body, but also kills her heart. How can she have half of the tranquility and beauty when she just entered the palace with such a cruel and ruthless appearance?Together with Xuan Yin, it can be called the faint emperor and demon concubine.

Back then, King Baosi of Zhou You played with the feudal lords, and King Daji and King Zhou had wine ponds and meat forests, and now Ming Sheng was going to repeat the same mistakes?
She smiled sadly and continued: "The emperor is also afraid of the world's comments, and also afraid of being called a faint tyrant, so he used such a gentle method to lure me back to the palace. His heart is so poisonous, it would be better to kill me."

With tears streaming down her face, she stared at the well next to the snow field, with hatred shining brightly: "Even if I die, I will not fulfill her wish!" Then, she lost her umbrella and ran towards the well very quickly past.

The water in the well is not as majestic as the water in the lake, and it has already frozen due to the wind and snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter. If you just throw yourself into this narrow well mouth, even if you don’t die immediately, you will be swallowed by the biting cold water, and you will die slowly. To rescue her, she was shocked by the cold water, her hands and feet were frozen, and she couldn't use her hands and feet to rescue her up.

This time, she has completely given up.

The moment she threw herself into the ice well, she felt a trace of unwillingness and resentment, but this emotion was quickly drawn away by the attacking coldness, and gradually, her mind no longer had thoughts other than coldness.

Like cracking silk, the sound of ice shattering came out in her ears, poured into her mouth and nose, and the cold well water wanted to suck the warmth of her whole body, like a leech stuck to the bank of the field, deeply plundering the heat of her heartbeat, Until the body was also dyed with faint ice crystals by the cold water.

The surroundings became calm in an instant.

Her thoughts were about to fly away from her body. At this moment, pain like bone marrow was mixed with pain of suffocation, spinning in purgatory together with the same desperate mood and thoughts. In nothingness.

Like relief.

She let go completely.

She kept walking, forward, and walking in the darkness.Finally, she saw a ray of light, which seemed to shine from the front, guiding her to step forward.

That is the bank of Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, right?

Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand out of nowhere, and kept running forward.

All of a sudden, a huge amount of light came out, as if piercing through the eyelids and piercing into the brain.

The surrounding things were still as familiar as before, she tried to get up, but there was an extremely tingling and unbearable feeling in her hands.Do people still feel pain after death?She moved her fingers in disbelief, but found that her fingers seemed to be unconscious, moving numbly, but she couldn't feel it.

She looked towards the side of the bed, then closed her eyes, frowned and leaned on the side of the bed with her elbows, a cotton quilt tightly covered him.

She quickly understood what was going on, and struggled to get up, but was stung by the pain and gasped a few times.

This kind of pain is probably caused by frostbite, and now his body is extremely hot and humid, fortunately he has changed his clothes, but he is still wearing the same clothes, adding a quilt is nothing but muddy cows into the sea, and will not return to temperature at all.

At this time, Mo'er had boiled hot ginger water, and when she entered the door, she saw tears on her face, which was made even more wet by the wind and snow outside: "Sister! I was afraid to death just now..."

She stepped forward to look at Lin Qingyu, wiping away tears.

Lin Qingyu's voice was extremely heavy: "Zei he..."

Mo'er choked with sobs and said: "The guards went down to rescue the elder sister at the first time, fearing that the rope is not strong enough, let me pull the elder sister up first and then rescue him." Trembling, she brought a bowl of ginger soup to the hand: "Sister, hurry up!" Have something to warm you up."

She lowered her head to take the bowl, and saw that Mo'er's palms had already had a few deep and red rub marks, and she couldn't help feeling sad, "Following me, it's really hard for you."

Mo'er wiped away her tears, breathed in and said, "Sister, don't say such things. For my sister, I am willing to do anything."

She smiled weakly: "Mo'er, go back and rest first, this matter was caused by me, I have to solve it myself."

Mo'er struggled and said: "But sister...you are not in good health."

She knew that Mo'er thought he was going to save her from committing suicide.If it was just now, she might have, but right now, she absolutely won't.

Just because I died once, I cherish my life very much.

There was vengeful anger in her eyes, she curled her lips coldly, and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I am not looking for death. Now that I think about it, I am naive and ridiculous. Why do I have to bear the mistakes of others? They are not dead yet. I How can you die first?"

She took out a box of ointment from the side of the bed: "Go and wipe your hands and bandage yourself." She sighed, "Don't you believe what my sister said now?"

"No, I will always trust my sister." Mo'er thought for a moment, finally nodded, and left the door.

Finally, she and Zeyu were the only ones left in the room.

Looking at the man's face, she was slightly distracted, as if she had crashed into the same dream as before, her hand touched the somewhat rough skin very close, she leaned over to caress, the sound of "rustle" was like peach blossoms in a dream rustling with the wind sieve.Tie Er passed by, and heard the heartbeat never heard in the dream, the temperature never caught, the moment of coldness, and the moment of blazing climbed to the atrium, the moment of intertwining, it seemed that there were butterflies from the fragrance of the dream come out lightly.

The warmth keeps rising from the moment the body touches, the light-colored lips are like whispering dreams, together with the slight touch of the deep eye sockets, the beating of blood under the skin of the two blends with each other, and fits in the depths of the soul, and all the temperatures are harmonious It was mixed and brewed, like a colorful dream.

The shortness of breath caused the two souls who should not have touched each other to burn to the extreme.

(End of this chapter)