Four Nights Red House

At night, the imperial palace is swept by a hazy veil like a veil of water and moonlight. After entering the eyes, the scene looks like a dream, and there is a strange and ominous atmosphere everywhere in the palace of Taichu, and this It is also mixed with a certain nightmare-like tranquility.

Wang Qingzhi was still kneeling outside the majestic hall, refusing to leave, even though his two legs were really weak at this moment, he couldn't lift them up!But he still insisted on this kind of persistence, which was a determination not to give up until he reached his goal.

At that time, the Palace of Taichu, which was wrapped in thick night and set off by the waves of the cold moon, was very quiet. The lit candles added a faint splendor to the dark night, but they all gradually went out as the night deepened.Only the stars reflected from the sky are left, and at this moment, there are suddenly like little phosphorous fires jumping up in the cemetery, so deserted that it seems to be dead!

From the eyes to the heart, everything is weird and ominous.It wasn't because he couldn't feel such a strangeness, or because his heart was really clear and magnanimous without any fear, Wang Qingzhi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his shoulders suddenly began to tremble subconsciously and inadvertently!Or maybe it was because the cold wind blew up after nightfall, and he only felt some faint coolness along his spine from bottom to top... But he couldn't leave, because the goal was not achieved, because Emperor Wu is not allowed to announce his admission!

Such a person who is obviously not full of confidence, nor is he supposed to be a hero, but why did he develop such an attachment?

It was as early as when the sky was bright, Wang Qingzhi entered the palace and asked to see Emperor Wu.But I don't want him to see Emperor Wu's face at all, because he was stopped by Shangguan Wan'er outside the hall because he was so unworthy, he couldn't let him explain!

But he followed the order of Wei Wang Wu Chengsi, if he didn't see Emperor Wu during this trip, if he failed to persuade Emperor Wu to change his mind to make Wu's son a prince, how could he go back safely?

But Shangguan Wan'er's attitude was also resolute, even Wan'er didn't even bother to explain to him.If he couldn't see Emperor Wu's face, he had to kneel down to show his loyalty, Wan'er told him to kneel like this, so he would do whatever he wanted; so, it would be inconvenient to kneel and wait until now!

Since Wang Qingzhi can be selected by Wu Chengsi as an excellent face saint, then he naturally has some appreciation.

This person's thoughts are very bright, and often change after encountering an incident.Right now, from kneeling in the palace until now, although his body is kneeling here, he is not dead kneeling, he is also thinking, thinking maybe Emperor Wu didn't even know that he was kneeling outside?Perhaps, it was the Shangguan who was next to the Emperor Wu in front of him deliberately stopping him from meeting the Holy Majesty... But it is true, no matter how much he speculates, everything will be useless.

Because at this moment, the back of his head suddenly received a fatal blow!

Wang Qingzhi, who was still thinking about the reason and the way to get out of the predicament just a moment ago, fell to the ground in a flash of time.

The slightly stiff body that had been suffocated from kneeling for a long time made a dull and dull "touch" sound when it hit the ground, and in an instant, the whole person lost its breath!

He deserves to die, not only he deserves to die, but also his ambitious master who doesn't know how much he weighs, who doesn't know how high the sky is and the earth is even more damnable!The secret letter saying that the emperor's heir Li Dan rebelled was arranged by his master and presented in the Golden Palace... So Wang Qingzhi, how can you keep it?If I kill you, I'd like to see how your invincible master will look like he doesn't dare to show his face again!

Among the corridors of Xiaoxiao Palace immersed in the silver-white moonlight, from behind those patchwork white jade corridors, at this time, a beautiful and handsome figure emerges like a splashed ink painting.Sensing the image of the person coming, the two guards who secretly killed Wang Qingzhi turned sideways and nodded to her. It was Shangguan Wan'er.

Knowing that it was done properly, Wan'er calmly and slightly nodded in response, without staying too long, she immediately broke her steps and walked back with the night wind.

The night wind is like a wave, the moon is like weaving, the silent charm of the night is coated with a layer of shining light behind her, following the fine steps of the slender feet and chin, a dark color left on the ground The shadow of the painting is continuously lengthened and stretched again... This beauty is like a superb natural ink painting, the infinite beauty and delicacy are vividly interpreted!

It’s just that I don’t know if it’s an illusion, the moon, the night, the brilliance and the silver waves are intricately intertwined to form a waterfall-like landscape. Taichu Palace didn't seem to wake up in the middle of the night, and Wan'er's indifferent and quiet face was even more pale and bloodless.

It's like a lone ghost who suddenly breaks in and appears suddenly in the middle of a dream at midnight, with overlapping ghosts, ghosts, cunning and indistinguishable ghosts...

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This is a period of time that passes slowly by the wonderful hands of time. This kind of time is sometimes very fast, and sometimes it is extremely slow, but the speed and slowness really depend on one's own heart, and there has never been a predetermined time. the so-called law.

It's late winter in the blink of an eye. It's the Lantern Festival on the [-]th day of the first lunar month. The entire prosperous and prosperous capital city is rendered more and more charming by this annual joyful atmosphere. Lanterns and festoons are everywhere. , Dragon and lion dances to prepare food and wine, laughter and laughter from time to time.

In fact, these so-called festivals in the world have always been a grandiose excuse for people to indulge themselves physically and mentally, relax, and be lazy for a while, but in this filthy mortal world, mortals are doomed to spend their entire lives trying to make a living. Excuses are fun and necessary, and no one will be an exception.

It's not just the folks, but the palace of Taichu is naturally more lively and joyful, which goes without saying!

He raised his head and glanced at the bright stars hanging high in the darkness, and snapped his fingers neatly to untangle the cuffs between the collar and the delicate folds on a monk's robe.Xue Huaiyi retracted Yingrui's gaze, which was wandering in the vast sky, and released this unrestrained and disdainful gaze that was as flat as the world.

Distant thoughts and deep-rooted memories flowed inadvertently at the same time...

How many cycles has this been?From the empress dowager to the enthronement and proclaiming the emperor, the miracles in the history books of this turmoil will inevitably be filled with thick ink and write down the legend of the whole life. I accompanied you all the way here. Are those memories and good things your memories and good things? ?After all, they are mine, all mine!Because although you are a living person living in the Palace of Absolute Beginning, your heart is no longer with me, it has long since ceased to exist, right?

The deep love between us, it turns out that only I can feel its deep affection... Thinking of this, Huaiyi couldn't help but pursed his thin lips, and smiled Xu Lang with a slightly moved face.The current situation in front of me has been downplayed, but the soft feeling in my heart is real, and I will never forget it in my life!

That was years ago, at that time he was not Xue Huaiyi, he was Feng Xiaobao, the Feng Xiaobao who walked around the streets, played tricks, cheated east and west just to get a bite of food.But how unfair is the sky, or is it fair?But he has a beautiful and delicate face that is hard to find in the world!

I don't know if this is a kind of pity the heavens have for his exquisite beauty, so there is another beautiful fate that has never changed through the ages. What kind of coincidence happened suddenly and without warning, he accidentally fell on the ground of the Emperor Wu's beloved daughter, Princess Taiping. In front of the Xiangche, she was whipped and punched by the overbearing driver... But she suddenly had a thought, as if she had a faint sense that something unusual was about to happen.

So the lofty, unparalleled, and celestial princess beside the Buddha's seat presided over the jade finger and slightly raised the lingling bead curtain that was smoked with sandalwood and painted with colorful paintings, so that she could fix her eyes and stare at it in the dim lights of the night... …

At that time, he had nothing, but he had such a face that was remembered by Taiping and could please the Emperor Wu, but he had a young body that looked healthy and seductive... The fate-changing Interlaced moments, the most important glance in a life that determines the fate and belonging of a lifetime!Xue Huaiyi is willing to spend a long life, and is willing to exchange all of his own for one that he will never forget.For a lifetime, I will never forget it for a lifetime!

At that time, he was mixed with dust and dry mud, but his long, thick and dark hair was still draped unkempt in the bleak night wind, scattered on the open and transparent jade shoulders that seemed to be rippling with fluorescence, two tall and slender hairs The distant mountain black eyebrows, the long and narrow red phoenix-like illusory snail eyes, the bridge of the nose hanging gallbladder, the tip of the nose is pointed, the cheeks are snowy, and the lips are red... Such a beautiful skin of abundance, although it may be because of it just now. After the violent beating, the plain robes were covered in mud and ragged; but those eyes, which were as irresistible as a divine deed, were still full of light, and it was difficult to hide the few strands of oneself deposited in every day. An inch of body, hair, skin, flesh and blood, and the charm in the soul are hard to find.

It is also because of the torment that the whole body has endured just now, the thin light-colored lips are most naturally drawn with a lip line, and a slender thread of blood hangs on the lower edge, as if specially created for this body. , the more this glamorous and ominous succubi-like figure who comes to the world at midnight adds a poignant beauty that is independent of the universe and does not belong to such a complicated world...

At that time, it was as if thousands of candlelights reflected each other into a beam of clear candlelight. At the center of the light spot, he was half lying and half upright, as if he was about to stand up, but also seemed to be struggling... The man in that scene , even a normal man would feel his heart skip a beat when he saw it!

So at that time, Princess Taiping had a devious idea at once. She was optimistic about him, knowing that no one could resist this silent, colorless, invisible, and traceless sword.The sharp blade pierces the heart, and cuts the neck instantly!

If it is said that Junchen's handsome appearance is unparalleled in the world, Huaiyi is indeed slightly inferior to Junchen's elegant temperament, exquisite, perfect and charming face, which blends the exiled immortal and bloodthirsty devil on his body; but he However, he has a prominent characteristic, he tends to be more demonic and heroic, but also like a haunting ghost who refuses to dissipate easily.Such vigorous charm is still irresistible.

In this way, being captured by Princess Taiping in the narrow eyes of the temples without a single omission, there will be a devotion to the Martial Emperor in the future, and the acquaintance with the Martial Emperor...

After meeting the Emperor Wu, he felt that the past ten years had been wasted!It turned out that his real life really started after having her!This is really, a very subtle, very subtle fate!

Forget it, he understood that the muddle along in the past must come to a complete end on that day, for her and for him to be worthy of being her servant!

From then on, Feng Xiaobao died, but Xue Huaiyi was born again!

The days of being Xue Huaiyi, the days of having her, seemed to be lit by a dim candle with bright light, and he ran forward without complaint or regret like a moth to the flame, just to meet the most brilliant day. Bright and threw himself into her physical and mental embrace...