Ten Miles of Red Makeup

Chapter 110
In the quiet sky in the middle of the night, the Shangyang Palace was brightly lit, and the two people in the dormitory sat quietly on both sides of the table, silent.

The crackling charcoal fire is slowly burning, and time is passing by bit by bit.

Ning Yu quietly drank the Longjing in front of him, and Gu Qingcheng quietly stared at the wall of the hall, as if thinking about something.

In fact, sometimes, without saying a word, just quietly, maybe this kind of getting along is more suitable for them, but the throbbing in the heart can't suppress the calm reason.

Ning Yu got up, picked up the scissors on the table, and gently cut off the burnt wick on the half-burned red candle, and the red candle tears dripped down.

Gu Qingcheng thought that Ning Yu would say something, but no, he just sat quietly for a while, and then left. When he left, for some reason, Gu Qingcheng suddenly felt, as if his heart was suddenly empty. .Quietly watching Ning Yu's back, slowly disappearing into the palace.

The door of the hall was open, and the cold wind blew in. Hong'er brought a thick coat and lightly put it on Gu Qingcheng's shoulders. Gu Qingcheng just sat quietly, not getting up to go to bed at all. mean.

Hong'er said softly: "Mother, it's late at night, go to bed early." Her tone was still respectful, but Gu Qingcheng felt that at this moment she heard a hint of warmth in her respectful words, and looked up gently at She glanced at Hong'er, she had never seriously looked at the person who served her.

Hong'er's appearance is very delicate, she is someone who will not be hated by others, but Gu Qingcheng knows that she belongs to Ning Yu, so she will not show anything in front of others except for the empress. Expressions that shouldn't be there.

"Back off, I want to be quiet for a while." Hong'er followed her words, quietly backed off, and closed the door tightly, isolating everything outside.It also covered all the cold outside.

Gu Qingcheng got up gracefully, walked slowly to the desk, directly grinded on the desk, spread out the rice paper, sat quietly on the chair, and swayed on the paper wantonly.

Startled in astonishment, the hands holding the pen suddenly stopped in the air, looking at the short words on the paper, with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly folded the paper on the table into a ball, and threw it on the burning coals. In the blink of an eye, A dazzling flame had already ignited, and under the power of the flame, the snow-white rice paper gradually melted into black debris and disappeared.

But what was written on the burnt paper was his feelings for Ning Yu.

In the morning of the next day, the sun was shining and the sky was clear and bright. After having breakfast, the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian sent an order. Due to the first round of the draft yesterday, today, the second round of the general election is about to kick off .

In Shanglin Garden, there were some women standing upright, these were the beautiful women who were selected yesterday, Gu Qingcheng gracefully got out of the sedan chair, walked up to the high platform gently with dignified steps.

Today, she has arrived early, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian has not yet come. As for Ning Yu, he should not have come so early since the early court has not retired.

After sitting on the seat, the people under their feet respectfully bowed to Gu Qingcheng and said, "See empress."

Looking up, there are 30 to [-] people standing upright in the middle of the garden, in the posture of Ping Ting, with every frown and smile, all of them are beautiful.

"Stay flat." Gu Qingcheng's faint voice came.Everyone stood up and stood upright,

Looking up at the endless sky, under the ten thousand renmin blue sky, the water and the sky meet in a clear blue color, the scenery is infinitely beautiful, there is a commotion in front, looking from a distance, the sedan chair of the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian has come to the outside of Shanglin Garden, the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian is in With the support from the left and right, she walked towards everyone calmly, with a pleasant smile on her face all the time, Gu Qingcheng got up, and slightly saluted the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian, everyone half-kneeled and said: "See the Empress Dowager."

The Empress Dowager Xiaoxian looked leisurely and said with a smile: "Get up."

Ning Yu came directly after the morning court. Among the group of female relatives, he became more and more masculine and handsome. To Ning Yu, everyone gave their strengths in front of him and won the emperor. of favor.

The theme of today's talent show is talent. The so-called talent, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, each has its own strengths, and the performance can be the same.

One of Qinguan's selections was a beautiful woman, a woman who hadn't spoken much before, and she was Feng Wanru, the daughter of a cabinet minister.Seeing the drooping moods of the undrafted girls and the sad backs of their departure, Gu Qingcheng suddenly felt that they were very honored, as if the palace gate was as deep as the sea, and all their words and deeds in the future had nothing to do with him Leaving aside the body, being able to be favored for the time being, retreating from the body is just a mirror image. The life of the court is a battlefield for women, a battle in the boudoir, a battlefield without gunpowder.But at this moment, the beautiful girls selected by the Empress Dowager Xiaoxian are all the daughters or sisters of some powerful ministers in the previous dynasty, and these are just to weigh the balance of the previous dynasty, and there is no such thing as liking or disliking.

Chess and painting are going on at the same time, and the field is very quiet. As the saying goes, a true gentleman who watches chess and does not speak a word. Chess players just concentrate on being dominant on the chess field, and painting also needs to be quiet, so the field is almost breathless. It's all going on weakly.

An incense stick of time passed, and the situation gradually became clear. The women who chose the chess round could already know the outcome just by looking at the expressions on their faces. Unexpectedly, Lin Muhua, Fu Qing, who had made their mark in the first round of the draft before, Shu and the others are all Shuguan of choice.At this moment, several people are sitting on the sidelines, watching all this quietly.

The game was closed, and only two people were selected, Dong Qiuling, the daughter of the Imperial Academy, and Zhou Yimei, the younger sister of General Huwei.The two Yingying stepped forward to thank each other.

There were nearly a dozen people who did the painting, and after the internal servants showed their paintings to the three people on the high platform, they were indeed excellent works.

Among them, there is only one beautiful picture of the folk harvest, which is written into the joy of the people during the harvest season, all of which are presented in the painting, and this painting is good because of its meaning, the prospect of the beautiful scene of the Qing Dynasty.

Empress Dowager Xiaoxian asked, "Who made this painting?"

After the words fell, a hired Ting girl came out, and the voice of Konggu Youlan came: "The empress dowager, this humble work is done by a court lady." The body is light, the lotus steps are blooming, and the hands are raised and the feet are raised. Quiet as an orchid.

"That's right, what's your name?" The Empress Dowager Xiaoxian asked.

"My daughter, Yan Wan."

Ning Yu spoke with some surprise in his tone: "Admiral Yan Ling is your brother?"

"Back to the emperor, that's right." Yan Ling, a young general who has recently emerged, because of his calm mind and good skills, heard about the recent affairs of the Jianghu sect Taohuamen, Yan Ling personally escorted a batch of supplies. It was ransacked by Taohuamen, but fortunately, all the supplies were saved, and only some casualties.In this battle, Yan Ling became famous, and Ning Yu gave him the title of first-class general.

Undoubtedly, the woman in front of her, and her older brother Yan Ling, will be the court's new favorites.

(End of this chapter)