Constantly rolling over in a blackened world

Chapter 354 Extra Story - Grace

I heard that the Empress only favors Li Meiren.

When this story was spread in the capital, everyone was curious about who was that beauty who fascinated the emperor so much.

There are rumors that Limei is the reincarnation of a fox demon, who is good at charming and absorbing people's energy.

Gu Cha, who almost spat out a mouthful of soy milk, looked dazed.

Early in the morning, the market is lively, with a thin layer of human fireworks and the smell of steamed buns and soy milk.

The world is prosperous, but that's all.

"Girl is out of breath, drink slowly, you have to drink this soy milk slowly."

Gu Cha came here diligently and knew everything from front to back, left to right.

Occasionally, I would buy steamed stuffed buns and give them a bowl of soy milk, but in the end, Gu Cha gave them money.

It's not about birth, it's just that it's not easy to get up early and eat meals.

"How do you know that Li Meiren was transformed by a fox demon?"

Gu Cha really didn't know that Murong Li was so beautiful.

Well, well, that person is indeed beautiful in his heart, if Gu Cha is a fool, he should lose his mind because of such beauties.

Gu Cha only felt it now.

interesting.

As one of the protagonists of the story.

Listening to his own story, Gu Cha didn't forget to hug a plate of melon seeds.

"I heard that the female emperor is not good at masculinity, but I only met Li Meiren, and I fell in love at first sight."

Gu Cha almost choked again.

Not masculine?
Could it be that she is still a womanizer?

What makes her subjects think she has such a fetish.

love at first sight……

Gu Cha remembered the first time he met Murong Li.

The night at the banquet was dark, even though the hall was full of candlelight, when that person stepped in, Gu Cha felt that the surroundings were dimmed.

He is long enough to wait for the moonlight.

There is a peerless capital.

I went to the deep alley of the East Street and got drunk with a pot of peach blossoms. Gu Cha shook the wine pot before walking back slowly.

Pass by a family.

Gu Cha stopped in his tracks.

I don't know if I was drunk or what.

Gu Cha climbed up the wall.

Flip over.

It fell in the yard, surrounded by dead wood and vines.

She thought of the boy when he was young, his facial features hadn't opened yet, but he looked handsome.

He asked her if she would come looking for him again.

She said yes.

I'll look for it later.

Learned that he had already moved away.

No news, no name.

It started to rain.

Gu Cha sighed, carried the jug and went back to the palace.

It was getting dark.

When Gu Cha returned to the palace, the servant girl who had been by her side came to tell Gu Cha.

At Xingchen Pavilion, they are still waiting.

Gu Cha threw away the jug casually.

Look back.

"Wait."

She smiled casually.

"Then go have a look."

After all, the play hasn't finished yet, so she just wants to see how he sings.

Before reaching the door, I saw the light.

really.

The man standing at the door was dressed in a moon-white robe, and he stood there coldly, as if he was brighter than the moonlight.

Hear footsteps.

The man looked up.

The long and narrow eyes are affectionate and bright.

"You're back."

Gu Cha thought.

If it is acting.

Then Murong Li can reach the peak.

"But I've been waiting for a long time, and the night is cold, why don't you go inside."

Gu Cha stepped forward to hold Murong Li's hand, the man's hand was very cold, Gu Cha frowned calmly.

She coaxed him well before leaving Xingchen Pavilion. Gu Cha rarely stayed overnight in Xingchen Pavilion.

On the second day, the offerings from the border area were delivered.

In the past, these things were divided directly, and Gu Cha never asked.

There is a white cloak on the table, which is made of high-quality fox fur.

Gu Cha suddenly thought of the rumor in the market.

She has been watching for a long time.

The maidservant told Gu Cha.

"Your majesty, the imperial concubine has taken a fancy to this one and said she likes it very much."

Each palace will be selected in advance to prevent ugly troubles due to the same things in the end.

Gu Cha raised his lips.

"I saw it too, what should I do?"

This thing is in the Kingdom of Chen, because of its beautiful workmanship, it is more suitable for men to use. The maid was slightly surprised and dared not say anything.

"The slave will tell the imperial concubine."

Gu Cha took something.

The things in the hands are really high-grade, and the touch is different.

She thought that Murong Li would look good in it, so she took two steps and turned her head.

"In the future, these things will be selected by Xingchen Pavilion first."

The most beloved person!
If you don't do something, how can you be regarded as the most beloved person?
The things were sent to Xingchen Pavilion.

A beauty is chosen in front of a noble concubine.

In the past, the harem had no objection to Gu Cha's love for Murong Li, and each of them knew exactly how they got in.

But it's about profit.

Not the same.

People who are quiet in the harem are restless.

Fighting in the dark.

Either this one fell into the lake, or that one was poisoned again.

It doesn't matter if you fight a little bit.

"Your majesty, the noble concubine made Li Meiren kneel in the imperial garden."

When the maid said, Gu Cha was drawing.

The painting is to be given to Tuan Chong's junior brother.

As for why send the painting.

Because it is cheap.

That's right, that's how Gu Cha buckled.

Daye Kingdom is rich and prosperous.

The Kingdom of Morning cannot be compared.

The little prince saw a lot of good things, so Gu Cha didn't want to embarrass himself with it.

So send a painting.

Look, worry free and cheap.

She raised her head after a long pause.

I got it after saying a word.

The maid was puzzled.

At this time... shouldn't the emperor be anxious at this time?

Gu Cha finished the painting.

When I picked it up, I realized that I had drawn the eyebrows and eyes of the little junior brother wrong, um, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I can't remember the face clearly, the person in the painting has clear eyebrows, more like Murong Li.

As expected, the painting was sent back.

It was written in the letter that he changed a birthday present and asked Gu Cha to hang the painting in her study and look at it every day. How are they the same?

this request?
Gu Cha was also helpless.

Gu Cha knew all about the private actions of the harem, and she never cared about it.

until.

dead people.

All the courtiers knelt down and begged to kill Murong Li.

The blue face of the country, after all, reached the last moment of the script.

Send Murong Li to Liluo Pavilion with his own hands.

Gu Cha went to Dongjie alley that day.

Made a pot of peach blossom drunk.

The wine tastes astringent.

Gu Cha spat it out in one gulp, his eyebrows wrinkled into knots.

"The store's wine is wrong today, why is it so bitter."

The shopkeeper smiled cheerfully.

"It's the girl who is bitter in her heart, and this wine is also bitter."

Gu Cha frowned.

"This wine is brewed wrong, how come it has become a pain in my heart."

Others are bitter.

It shouldn't be Gu Chaku either.

Gu Cha lived in a chic and relaxed manner.

No one... more chic than her.

She returned to the palace and changed the wine in the palace.

Brewed with pure fruit, the taste is bitter.

Gu Cha threw away the wine and stopped drinking.

It's very cold in winter.

Gu Cha left footprints on the palace road.

There is no one ahead.

The back road is lonely.

Gu Cha suddenly found out.

This palace, as the woman said, is a huge prison.

She heard the faint sound of the piano, which was very pleasant.

"This is……"

The servant girl replied cautiously.

"It's Rimei, he plays the piano day and night."

Gu Cha stood outside Liluo Pavilion.

Inexplicably dazed.

separated by a wall.

She listens to the piano.

Suddenly laughed.

There are thousands of scenes in the world, if you have seen the good ones, the rest are nothing more than that.

She thought, Murong Li.

Nothing more than that.

If it is not a play, there may be other possibilities.

When that person was a teenager, when he turned around, he was already a different person.

(End of this chapter)