box of hearts

Chapter 238
Concubine Wan clapped her hands twice, "Sure enough, it's someone who hits the head and the soles of the feet make noise! ​​These years in the Prince Regent's residence, the second concubine Zhan not only forbids the concubine Ji in the residence to have anything to do with you, she even mentions it in private. Mentioning your name is also an unforgivable felony. In the Ming Dynasty, this is called "the heart is pure if you don't see it, and the heart is not disturbed if you don't hear it". The concubine's jealousy provoked you, and the prince blamed it."

Concubine Rong also came closer, and the smirk just now disappeared, "The older mothers in the house say that you are the incarnation of a mouse spirit, with ropes to catch immortals and spirit charms in your hands. When the law does what it wants, the prince will protect you in every possible way, and no one dares to get close to you, but once you show your original shape and are rejected by the prince, you will be nothing more than a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats."

Concubine Wan then put away her smile, only a look of resentment remained, "Duan Qingtian, you shameless, seductive whore, finally there is one day left!"

Faced with this insult full of hatred, Qingtian just closed his arm veil lightly, remaining calm and calm, "On this day, the shame of the prostitutes in the past and the resentment of Nagato[4] today are all in two In front of your eyes. Whatever you want to see, you have already seen."

"No!" Concubine Rong suddenly shouted from the side, stretching her neck and pushing forward.There is a golden emerald green hibiscus hairpin buried in her bun, with a bright pearl hanging upside down from the head of the hairpin, the pearl almost hit Qingtian's forehead, "No, not at all. What we want to see is far from this pink and bright beauty." , Beauty who can talk freely, what we want to see is your pained appearance that has washed your face with tears and shows your old age!"

When the wind blows, the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus is blown more and more.Qingtian took a deep breath, and a faint fragrance flowed from his lips and teeth, "How does Miss Rong know that I haven't washed my face with tears? If I take off the makeup on this face, my age will be written on my face. It's just how much Over the years, nobles from all walks of life have criticized me in various ways, and they can't get rid of my background as a prostitute in Huajie. And which prostitute has never wiped away her tears and suppressed her sadness behind her back, and she is radiant and smiling. To make an appearance? This was originally my duty. I have been familiar with many crafts since I was a child, and I dare not forget it. I can only tell you two, the prince no longer loves me, and the sorrow in my heart is beyond words. If you want to see me hang this sorrow on my face, tear-stained like withered before the world, then I can only let the two of you come here in good spirits and return in disappointment."

When she said this, Qingtian's heart was as desolate as a snow mountain collapsed, but her face was like a snow lotus flower on a dangerous mountain, bathed in the golden cold light of the sun in the white snow, elegant and majestic.This impeccably beautiful face was the only one left for her in this world where everyone cursed her for being shameless.

Facing this face, Concubine Rong stared wide-eyed, her eyes were shining and ruthless, and then she raised her right hand wearing a golden armor with chiseled flowers.

Qing Tian was hit hard on the cheek, accompanied by Concubine Wan's exclamation: "Sister Rong!"

Concubine Rong turned her head and showed a distorted smile, "Sister, you can try it too, it's really fun."

Concubine Wan seemed to hesitate for a moment, then the corner of her mouth moved upwards, and her thin body suddenly flew towards Qingtian like a dagger out of its sheath.

There were scratches and bloodstains on Qingtian's cheeks and neck, she staggered a few steps, but didn't cry out in pain.

On the contrary, Concubine Wan was panting and sweating, her hands were trembling, and her nostrils were dilated with excitement, "You're right, sister, it's really exhilarating."

Concubine Rong grinned grimly and took a big step forward. She was nearly half a head taller than Qingtian, with broad shoulders and long hands. She stretched out one arm and grabbed Qingtian's hair from above, and then slapped him again with the other hand.Not to be outdone, Concubine Wan grabbed Qingtian by the collar and cursed through gritted teeth: "Have you got the ability to ask the prince to protect you? Who knows that the majestic lady Duan of the Beifu, the rat spirit with nine tails is the king in troubled times! There are thousands of families and thousands of households, and the men who have been with him count millet, and they still make our master so messy that he abandons his wife and forgets his home, and instead raises you in a splendid nest. If you can't catch up, who dares to have a high eyebrow and low eyes with you, and immediately rebel against you! Why are you tucking your tail and saying, "The mute is caught in the bar - the pain is so painful that you can't speak"? You fight back, why? , I'm afraid, ah, Madam Duan is also afraid sometimes!"

Concubine Wan shoved Qingtian hard, and a string of pearl necklaces on Qingtian's chest fell apart with a "crash", and the beads rolled all over the floor.Qingtian's foot slipped, and he hurriedly supported a fragrant nanmu table behind him so as not to fall.She stood firm and straight, wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stared directly at the second concubine.The fine palace powder on the faces of the two of them had already peeled off, their skin was shriveled and full of fine lines, and they were shockingly old, far from Cai Yuan's dignified appearance.Qingtian turned his gaze away, and his throat tightened, "For many years, because of me, the empresses in the mansion have been treated with little favor and neglected, and I have always felt ashamed."

"Are you ashamed?" A piece of armor in Concubine Rong's hand was scratched by Qing Tian's hair, slipped off and fell to the ground, the crisp sound of the metal hitting the ground was completely overwhelmed by her voice, "Ha, look Look at your place, the garden is full of blooming flowers and bright purples and reds. Inside the house, there are pearls, coffins, and countless lights. They are not rhinoceros horn jade, or emerald agate. It is a gorgeous and gorgeous scene. During the day, you sleep until the sun is west, and wake up Listening to the music, teasing the birds, living a more carefree life than the Queen Mother; at night, having sex with the prince, the joy of the boudoir is endless. What about us? We stay alone in the empty room for many years, unable to sleep, and too lazy to get up At night, I stare blankly at the gloomy walls and the dim lights, and listen to the neighing of mice and cats fighting, and it lasts ten years! Ten years!! And I am only 35 years old this year! Among them Can you imagine the bitterness and suffering, ah?! All of this is caused by you, a goblin, without you, how could the prince treat me like this, you are a goblin who eats people and doesn't spit out bones!"

Concubine Wan's face was also covered with pink sweat, and her cheeks were flushed, "Yes, you goblin, if it weren't for you and your pink-headed sister, sister Concubine Shun would not have asked the prince to be imprisoned, and she would never be able to step on the ground again for the rest of her life." One step out of the hospital! Do you know the bitch surnamed Duan, when I think of you, my heart hurts with hatred. As soon as my heart hurts, I asked the girl in my house to kneel in the yard for punishment. After all these years, Such an old and thick slab of stone has been worn away by a layer."

"Sister Wan is soft after all," Concubine Rong said as she rolled up her sleeves, and the tinkling gold and jade bracelets on her wrists shook, "There is a little girl in my room. It's called Qingping, sometimes even thinking of the word 'qing' makes my chest feel tight, so I call her, and pinch her face and cheeks until blood bleeds with my fingernails. face!" The corner of her skirt flew, and she kicked a foot horizontally, hitting Qingtian hard in the lower abdomen.

Qing Tian let out a muffled snort, just stepped on the scattered beads, bowed his waist and fell to the corner of the wall.Her hair has been torn into a mess, covering her chest and shoulders in strands, her face is full of fat and powder, mixed with thick streaks and shallow streaks of blood.She raised her hand high enough to hold onto the top of the nanmu table and wanted to stand up, but Concubine Rong pushed her hand away and forced her forward with a high gaze.

Qingtian raised his face and saw a dazzling golden flash.Concubine Rong pulled out the long golden hairpin from her head and waved it in the air, "If the nails are pinched, they can still grow back, but if the hairpin is cut, it will be difficult. I want to have a good time today. This charming face is all over the place, see if you have a wound several inches deep on your face, can you still charm the lord?"

Qingtian finally shouted, raised his arms high above his head, and turned his face away with all his might.She heard Concubine Rong screaming: "Sister Wan, come and hold her down, take off this bitch's clothes, and see where she goes!" Soon, her legs and feet were firmly crushed to death. The wrists of both hands were clamped together by Concubine Rong, and no one had more strength than hatred.Just when Qingtian thought that her whole life would be torn like a piece of brocade——

"The second concubine is here!"

"What?" Concubine Rong was riding on Qingtian's body, holding the hairpin in her hand and turning her head.

A servant girl in light-colored clothes opened the door and ran in, "The two ladies are not well, the second concubine, Lady Zhan, is here, and the sedan chair will be carried to the dripping eaves of the second hall!"

Concubine Wan panicked first, her hands loosened a little, Qing Tian had already fled aside violently, panting to tie up the torn dress.

Concubine Rong cursed silently, and stood up unsteadily, "What is Concubine Ji doing here? How does she know we're here?"

Seeing another aunt wearing a brown waistcoat stepping over the threshold, she sounded like she was the servant girl next to Concubine Zhan.

"Concubine Rong and Concubine Wan, my lord, please go out and talk."

Immediately afterwards, she looked around, carefully avoiding the pearls rolling all over the ground, walked to Qingtian's side, and asked in a very soft voice: "Miss Duan, are you okay?"

Qingtian only felt that this aunt was quite kind, so he took a closer look, "Is it you?"

It's late.That year, Qingtian brought the dying Yu Maoxue night to the palace, and had a relationship with her once.Qingtian recognized her, and smiled at her with his swollen cheeks, "When did my sister leave the cabinet?"

"Miss Duan still remembers me?" Wanwan was a little surprised, she smiled and stroked the bun on the back of her head, "I was married seven years ago, and I am the guard of the mansion."

"Congratulations, sister. I haven't seen you for many years, and I'm going to ask you to help me out."

(End of this chapter)