win the hairpin

Li Jun said a lot, got up and walked to the water tank, scooped up a ladle of water and drank it, splashed the remaining water, threw the ladle into the tank, walked back and sat down, staring at Song Huiyue: "Yue, do you want to drink?" If you want to destroy the Zhang family, you must put aside those cumbersome and complicated feelings, and put interests first, understand? Think about what this incident can bring to us, what it can bring to King Jin, and forget the relationship between you and King Jin !"

Song Huiyue moved her eyes away, and smiled faintly. When she laughed, there was a kind of calm and coldness: "Understood, I will write to King Jin."

On August [-]th, the military information and letters written to King Jin were sent to the capital.

Today is going to the palace to attend the palace banquet, the palace is quiet and not lively, the servants are quietly guarding outside the study room, not letting anyone in.

Even Huang Ting stood outside the courtyard gate.

In the study room, the doors and windows were opened, and the cold autumn wind got in, blowing everything in the room.

King Jin sat alone in the grand master's chair, the surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of falling leaves could be heard, there was a letter on the table, the handwriting was familiar to him, but the words were colder than he had ever seen before.

When Song Huiyue was in prison in Kyoto, she wrote him a letter, in which she scolded that dead dog Zhang Xutang, saying that she could sit him to death with one buttock, and how noisy the prison was, talking endlessly No, the inscriptions are all righteous and confident, and every word is full of closeness and joy to him.

As lively as that letter was, this letter was as regular as it was, there wasn't a single extra word, and even the handwriting was restrained, never out of line.

Such a strong contrast made him feel cold.

This person doesn't belong to him anymore.

Yin Xiao took his place, and the puppy turned into a wolf, erasing the traces left by him one by one.

He slowly stretched out his hand to close the letter, and burned it in the incense burner. He still couldn't stop thinking about the situation in Dingzhou—the cruel moon is sick, is he well?

He poured a glass of cold wine and drank it down. The icy cold wine opened a cold path in his body. He stood up and touched the court clothes on the screen.

There is no turning back when the bow is opened, and he can't end until he dies. He will hold it in his hand if it is his.

"Huang Ting." He called out, restraining all his emotions, not letting anyone peek at any weakness from his face, even Huang Ting was no exception.

The courtyard door immediately opened silently, Huang Ting walked in with his servants, and carefully helped him change his clothes.

Xie Zhou trotted in from the outside, walked to the door and stood there--King Jin became more and more ruthless and indifferent, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense to King Jin, so he quickly clamped his mouth shut as soon as he entered the palace .

"Come in." King Jin saw him and waved at him.

Xie Zhou quickly walked in: "My lord, my father asked me to send a letter saying that Concubine Zhang has recruited Lu Hong's granddaughter to the palace. Tonight, she plans to let the little lady of the Lu family show her face in front of today, and encourage today Please point Miss Lu to Zhang Xutang."

King Jin nodded: "Take the military information on the table to your father."

Xie Zhou hurried to get it, couldn't help but opened it first and looked at it, and then closed it again with an "oops": "That... my lord... If Yin Xiao can enter the Forbidden Army, it will be a good thing for us."...

King Jin glanced at him lightly, and he immediately shut his mouth tightly and ran away.

The palace banquet was placed in the Chuigong Hall, and the candlesticks were neatly lined up on both sides of the table, shining like daylight. All the ministers arrived early, and after taking their seats, they whispered to each other until their mouths were dry, and King Jin, King Yan, and King Jin were nowhere to be seen. come forward.

Dou Qushan hung his chest against his back, remembering that Ni Peng gave him two small shortbreads when he went out, but he refused. At this moment, thinking of it, Master Ni had the foresight.

Dong Tongying was old, not afraid of being hungry, but sleepy, so he squinted his eyes and asked Yuan Shaopei: "Is something wrong? Why did it take so long?"

Yuan Shaopei happened to be sitting next to a big candlestick, and the big candle made two blushes: "Maybe it's His Majesty who went to talk to the two princes."

Dong Tongying yawned loudly: "Every year at the palace banquet, I suffer every year."

Yuan Shaopei smiled, didn't answer, just wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

Ge Renmei was also very annoyed by waiting, he hoped that the palace banquet would end soon so that he could go back to guard the unruly wife at home.

Madam was restless in the room, and whenever she had the opportunity, she would exchange heart and soul with her cousin of unknown origin, turning his official hat into dark green. Put Mrs. in jail.

He was irritable in his heart, but he had a smile on his face, because the two county kings Tongyi and Dongyang were sitting next to him, secretly eating shortbread like mice.

King Yan and Concubine Zhang Guifei had no time to take care of the two of them now, so the two of them sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and could be eaten by a cow, so when they came to the banquet, they both Fill the sleeve pocket with pastry.

The ministers were chattering, and the women in the harem were enjoying themselves. The concubines, wives, and young ladies were full of flowers, and they were all hidden in sweet words, shooting gently at their opponents.

Only Lu Shengyan was sitting on pins and needles, the corners of her mouth were stiff when she smiled. She heard that the snow-blue hibiscus patterned beanie on her body was beautiful, and praised that the pearls on her head matched the earrings.

Because Yan Youwei was sitting opposite her, the pearls on the toe of her shoes were bigger and brighter than those on her head.

She knew in her heart that it was her grandfather Lu Hong who made her stand out. Everyone wanted to win over her grandfather, but his grandfather refused, so these people had no choice but to focus on her.

She couldn't stop laughing, so she got up with the excuse of washing her hands and asked the palace servants to take her to the clean room.

Coming out of the clean room, she saw the palace servants resting on the porch, so she sneaked out from the side, wanting to breathe a sigh of relief.

The Yanfu Palace in autumn looks more secluded and gorgeous. The round stone tops on the stone pillars almost become huge orbs under the dim light, emitting soft light in the night.

The sky was bright and the moon was shining. She avoided the palace people and walked away for a while, dispelling the gloom in her heart. When she wanted to go back, she found that there were two forked roads behind her. She only looked at the carved corridor. Zhu, who never paid attention to flowers and plants, was in trouble for a while.

She tentatively took a few steps to the left, and bumped into a man in a scarlet robe head-on. Behind the man were two servants standing far away, both of whom were shocked.

The person who came was King Jin, and the soft moonlight and lamplight illuminated him into a precious pearl, white as jade, with peach-blossom eyes that were distinct in black and white, as if drunk, with a cold light inside.

He glanced at Lu Shengyan, turned his head and whispered to the servant, who quickly stepped forward and bowed to lead the way for Lu Shengyan: "Young lady, go this way, the noble concubine is hosting a banquet in front."

Lu Shengyan's hanging heart fell, followed the footsteps of the servant, and took a few steps. She turned her head in a strange way, and saw King Jin standing still, with a slight smile on his face. There was no meaning in that smile, emotionless, behind him It was the winding lights that made him look extraordinarily lonely.

King Jin noticed her gaze, nodded and smiled at her, and signaled her to go.

Lu Shengyan followed the servant, and the scent of "Spring Letter in the Snow" on the tip of her nose burned into her heart together with that figure.