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

Chapter 84
I still remember that the moonlight was so clear at that time, a hundred-year-old apricot tree in Linxi was falling like rain, and a piece of falling red flowed away with the clear stream.In such a quiet and warm night, Qin Zishuo sat high on a branch, with one leg bent, playing a jade flute gracefully.His temple hair and clothes were covered with pink and white petals, and when the wind blew, the petals fluttered down from his clothes.The sound of the flute was melodious, sometimes full of pride, sometimes gentle and tender, the moonlight sprinkled on him through the flower branches, and the bright and dark light and shadow merged with the apricot blossom.

Qingchen stood under the tree and looked up at him obsessively, like looking up at a god above the nine heavens.

The long ditch flows silently, in the shadows of apricot blossoms, playing the flute until dawn...

That kind of time always feels like passing very fast, like a dream, which makes people feel unreal, as if they have not grasped anything, and the sky has turned white before they know it.He jumped down from the apricot tree, with a cool fragrance of white dew, pulled her cape with pink and white apricot flowers embroidered on a red background, and smiled softly, "It's dawn."

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The slightly cold wind rolled up the fallen flowers all over the ground, flapping her dress, whirling and fluttering in the wind, ups and downs and falling back into the soil.That look is beautiful, but it also makes people feel sad for no reason.She suddenly remembered a poem by Empress Li, "Lin Hua thanked Chunhong too hastily."Reluctantly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.Rouge tears, stay drunk with each other, when will it be heavy.Naturally, people grow to hate, and water grows to the east.

Only this poem can express her mood at this moment.

She stood under the tree for an unknown amount of time, feeling uncomfortable and in a trance, thinking that people should not drink if they have something on their minds, and she would use wine to drown her sorrows.Suddenly, Yun Lan and Jin Xin said from behind: "Your Majesty, please see Your Highness, Your Highness, all blessings."

Qingchen turned around and saw Xiao Jue and Xiao Luzi standing behind her, hurriedly got down, "I have seen Your Highness."

Xiao Jue said with a faint smile: "There is no need to be too polite." Then he looked at her carefully and asked: "I always thought that you should not be the kind of woman who likes to hurt the spring and the autumn. Sure enough, you are standing here to let off the smell of alcohol. I heard that you have been sealed by the emperor to fill your capacity, and I am here to congratulate you."

Qingchen's eyes drooped slightly, and there was not much joy on his face, he only replied respectfully with a slight smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, when women see Luohua, most of them will feel that the youth is fleeting, the face is easy to grow old, and concubines can't do it." Free from vulgarity."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing if you can't avoid it. People who don't belong to the world usually end up lonely." Xiao Jue didn't care about her indifferent attitude. After all, there are so many people around, and there are too many rules between them. He looked at the apricot blossoms all over the sky and said with a smile: "After the rain, the sun is setting, and the apricot blossoms are scattered and fragrant. This apricot blossom forest is also a rare beauty in the imperial garden in early spring. I remember the flower garden outside Xihe Palace. There seem to be a few apricot trees in the garden, and they should be full of flowers and branches now, right?" Then the voice became low, with a hint of disappointment, "It won't be long before, I'm afraid the branches will be full of green leaves."

Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, not sure if he meant something, he forced a smile and said, "Your Highness actually remembers such a remote place?"

Xiao Jue's gaze was still on the apricot blossom tree behind her, and his eyes seemed to be stained with melancholy, which was infiltrated into his voice, "To get to Meilin, you have to go through the path of the flower garden, and you have walked many times. , I will naturally remember."

That's how it was, the last time I saw him in Xiangxue Garden, I seemed to have something on my mind, but I didn't want to ask too many questions, seeing him now, his emotions didn't seem to come out of the plum grove.

　Roll for tickets, ask for tickets, ask for tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)