The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 42

Qingchen lowered his head to open the letter, but his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't open it no matter what.

Yun Feng leaned over to hold her hands, feeling as cold as if he was holding icicles on the eaves.

He took the letter and said, "I'll come."

Yun Feng took out the contents of the envelope and handed it to her, Qingchen slowly opened the thin page of letter paper, and saw a few lines on it:
The waves of the sculls are flat, and the green hills are locked between the banks.You go home and I go home, how do you live?I never think about it, you don't think about me.Give your past and my heart to others!

It was his handwriting that was right. At the time when he left a book saying that he would go home and get married, he also attached this poem. She chased madly to the ancient ferry of Meijin, only to see a sail sailing away.

Qingchen smiled wryly, the blood didn't return to the meridians under the anger pain, a mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly, his thoughts were uncontrollable, and the blood-stained unfeeling letter floated to the ground in a trance.

She stumbled to the dressing table and took out a peach blossom jade hairpin from a small red sandalwood box. It was a gift from him for her 14th birthday. When he put the hairpin on her head, he smiled Wen Sheng said: "When the peach is young, its flowers are scorching. When the son returns home, he is suitable for his family."

Because of this sentence, she was so happy that she was about to go crazy. For the first time, she had the shy attitude of a child, "If you give me a white jade hairpin, I will grow my hair for Junwan..."

But now he said to her, it's okay to give your past and my heart to others...

"Chen'er, you..."

Yun Feng was a little overwhelmed by her appearance, but saw her holding the hairpin and slapping it hard on the table with a "snap".The jade hairpin was broken into pieces immediately, and the sharp jade balls cut through her palm, and blood flowed profusely immediately.

Yun Feng hurriedly took out the bandage to help her bandage, and persuaded while applying the medicine: "It's impossible to turn back now, why are you bothering...forget about him..."

With tears in his eyes, Qingchen stubbornly refused to let the tears fall, and said resolutely: "I, I don't remember him for a long time."

Yun Feng sighed, bandaged her wound with distress, and listened to her order Jin Xin to say: "Momo, I want to return a letter to Mr. Qin."

Jin Xin was taken aback, Mr. Qin?In a flash, she came back to her senses and hurriedly prepared, seeing her write on the paper with a pen:

The situation is compelling and the flight is in a hurry.It is expected that the love in this life will continue.Tears dry up, cuckoos cry blood.Heartbroken and heartbroken.Don't, don't, don't.

Allure, full of emotion.May you be a stranger for me.Qingsi snow, away from the hook moon.Different pillows in life, why the same point in death?Never, never, never.

After all, even the last bit of attachment was cut off...

She handed the letter to Yun Feng, and even put the broken jade balls of the jade hairpin in, Yun Feng took it and persuaded softly: "Chen'er, if you want to cry, you can cry, it will make you sick. "

Qingchen's heart felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart, but he still shook his head with a pale face and calmly said: "In fact, I've thought about it a long time ago, and it's not because of him that I want to leave the palace. And I can give up and live my own life.”

Yun Feng sighed lightly, as if he couldn't bear it, he hesitated to speak a few times, but finally he didn't say anything, he just looked at her lovingly, turned and left.

After Yun Feng left, she had been sitting at the table copying Buddhist scriptures. Her hand was injured. After writing for a long time, the wound opened, and the blood soaked through the gauze and dripped down. The paper was full of blood spots. She But it didn't feel any pain, just copying blankly.

Jin Xin cried in fright at the side, but she didn't dare to persuade her, listening to her saying to herself: "Isn't it said that copying Buddhist scriptures can calm the mind, I always want to do something for Jin Yun.

It doesn't matter if I have no one to hurt or care for me, but I still have to protect you, because you are all people I cherish.

From now on, I will not let anyone bully you again. "

Since you can't hide, and since you have nothing to worry about, it's better for me to be a knife than to let me take advantage of you like this.

Jin Xin only thought that she was sad and lost her mind, she couldn't even cry, and was extremely anxious, but Jin Xiu seemed to understand her thoughts, very calm, she only lit a piece of sandalwood for her, and then Accompanied her silently.

A few days later, Gu Yunfeng came to ask for Ping'an's pulse again, and she said to Yunfeng: "I have no other way out now, I can only be a concubine of the emperor, can you do something for me?"

Gu Yunfeng wondered, "What's the matter?"

Qingchen showed him a sketch of a dance gown, and said, "I want a dance gown, the white gauze should be thin and opaque, and it should be covered with pearls, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, but the pearls should be covered with fluorescent powder.

You go to a tailor shop outside the palace to make it according to this style, and quietly don't let others know. "

Gu Yunfeng looked at the picture, and saw that the dress had wide sleeves and slender waist, with a thousand layers of skirt, no complicated embroidery, just a simple white gauze light clothing, but it had a kind of elegant beauty, which was quite different from the clothes in the palace.

He thought for a moment to understand her thoughts, and said with a smile: "I'm glad you figured it out. If you need any help from me, just ask. Don't worry about the dance clothes. I will definitely help you with it."

Qingchen nodded and said lightly, "Thank you very much."

Since she wanted to compete for favor, she had to show her most beautiful side and try to capture his heart once and for all.

If there is no way out, let's go forward.

The dance clothes were delivered soon, Qingchen tried them on and was very satisfied, and then began to prepare for other things.

That night Xiao Jun was tired of writing memorials, and it was the imperial physician Gu Yunfeng who came to ask for a pulse, and advised, "If the emperor is tired, it is better to go for a walk. I heard that there are lotus flowers blooming beside the Taiye pool. I wonder if the emperor is interested in going there." Have a look?"

Xiao Jun smiled and said, "Where do you get the lotus in the cold winter?"

Seeing that Gu Yunfeng was standing with his hands down and didn't say much, after thinking for a while, he felt that there seemed to be another mystery in what he said, so he got up and said: "I'm going out to relax my muscles and bones, you should come with me."

On the ice beside the Taiye Pool, there are countless lotus lanterns of various colors. The ice surface reflects the colorful candlelight and flickers brightly, which is really spectacular.

Xiao Jun was thinking who was playing what kind of tricks, when suddenly she heard the sound of a flute in the distance, a few Kongming lanterns rose slowly and floated in the air, behind the lights suddenly flew out a snow-white figure, with long skirts flying around her sleeves Fluttering, if the Nine Heavens Fairy descended from the clouds, she slowly landed on the ice.

The woman danced to the sound of the flute, her gestures were delicate and charming, the waist of the willow was soft and boneless while the veil flowed, her eyes were looking forward to her posture, and following the melodious sound of the flute, she danced in a dancing posture that captivated all living beings.

A strong wind suddenly blew up on the lake, only blowing her wide sleeves fluttering, as if she was in the clouds, and her robes fluttered like the moonlight.

As the light gauze dances, the pearls on the hem of the skirt emit a green brilliance. If thousands of fireflies surround her, it adds infinite vitality to this dance.

The white gauze skirt is thin and the sleeves flutter in the wind, like a pure and beautiful gardenia blooming in the dark night, or like a white lotus out of water, exuding a holy breath.

No one on the shore spoke, even Yun Feng, who helped them plan, was stunned. He never thought that she could be so beautiful, as beautiful as an elf who does not eat fireworks.

At the end of the song, Qingchen pointed at the sky with a wave of her jade arm, and a firework shot out from her sleeve, and flew into the sky with a whoosh sound, blooming colorful flowers in the night.

The eyes of everyone were attracted by the fireworks, and they all looked into the sky. When they lowered their eyes again, the snow-like jade figure on the ice had long since disappeared, leaving only a lotus lantern swaying in the wind.

　If you like to read pet articles, you can also read Qingchen's other two books: "The Evil King's Pursuing Marriage: The Black-bellied Little Cute Concubine" and "The Youth of Medicine".

　　
　
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