The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 623
It is often said that the human heart cannot be measured, nor can it be controlled by reason.

In the past few days, Zhuo Lan has not slept very well, one is because of pregnancy discomfort, and the other is to blame her restless heart.

Since that day, Shen Ye's figure has been engraved in her mind like a knife, with her eyes raised and closed, there is a lingering smile.

He is really too much like Nian Lang, too much like the lover who once made an oath with her, but died in battle in the end.

She has never had such a strong yearning for a man, so that at this moment, she only feels that Shen Ye is the man she thinks about day and night and can't forget for a long time.

That emotion is like a water hyacinth planted on the surface of the lake. It doesn't need to be taken care of deliberately, and it only needs to sleep for a while, and it will spread over the entire lake.

She knew that Shen Ye used to be an imperial guard and had the emperor's promise to continue living in the palace, so she sent Yuanyuan to inquire in private.

This Forbidden City traps a world, which is big or small.

Zhuo Lan thought she would have to wait a few days for news, but unexpectedly she told Yuanyuan about the matter at noon, and she came back to answer at night.

Zhuo Lan listened to her words, a hazy smile gradually formed on the corners of her lips.

This scene was seen by Yuanyuan, and she muttered secretly in her heart.

Before going to bed at night, I couldn't help asking: "Miss, why are you inquiring about that person?"

"It's nothing." Zhuo Lan smiled and shook her head, her eyes full of hope: "If you think it's interesting, be more careful."

"Miss, we have important things to do when we enter the palace. You can't be confused at this juncture. No matter how good that person is, for you, it is a bottomless abyss that can bite people, and you can't touch it."

Zhuo Lan thought she was wordy, waved her hands again and again to urge her to be sent away.

At night, the wind invades the water chestnut window and gradually cools down.

Zhuo Lan tossed and turned on the couch, her mood became more and more disturbing.

She got up and took a mint plant in front of the couch, a thought suddenly came to her mind.

So in such a dense night, he put on a pitch-black cloak and headed towards the verandah where Shen Ye lived.

She was pregnant, and there were many guards watching the night outside Yongshou Palace.

But Zhuo Lan is very familiar with this land, and even knows the route of the guards' night patrol. If she wants to leave, she will naturally not know it.

Seeing that it will be winter in a few days, when Zhuo Lan walked to the corridor in front of Shen Ye's room, she already felt her body shivering with cold.

Her feet were swollen due to pregnancy, as if they had been filled with heavy lead, as if she had trekked through thousands of mountains and rivers during this short journey.

Seeing that the lamp was still burning in the verandah, she was overjoyed in her heart, and hesitated outside the door for a long time before she dared to knock on the door.

"who?"

A cold voice floated out of the verandah, passing by Zhuo Lan's ears.

She was agitated, tried her best to suppress her emotions, and said calmly: "I don't know which guard lives in the verandah. I sprained my foot during the night walk in this palace. I would like to help you walk to Yongshou Palace and report to the palace guards to welcome you." .”

Soon, the door of the verandah was opened from the inside, Shen Ye and Zhuo Lan looked at each other, they were surprised, they almost said in unison: "It's you?"

Shen Ye came back to his senses, bowed his hands out of etiquette: "I have seen the concubine Jia."

Zhuo Lan pretended to be shocked and said: "Master Shen? You" She poked her head in and looked inward, and saw that the verandah was so simple that it could even be described as dilapidated: "You are now a military officer of the third rank in the former dynasty, why do you still live in such a shabby place? Your living room? The emperor treats the meritorious officials well, so it is a bit dissatisfactory for you. It is not uncommon for the emperor to choose a Japanese palace to build a house that has been opened and closed for you outside the palace."

Shen Ye hastily declined and said: "Ms. Lao Jia is bothering you. She is a lowly minister and has been used to living in this land since she was a child. The high bed is soft and pillowy, but I can't sleep well." As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously moved to Zhuo Lan's. On the bottom of the flower pot: "Your Majesty sprained her foot?"

Only then did Zhuo Lan cry out twice in pain, and said with a look of embarrassment: "The rainy tunnel in the afternoon is slippery, if you don't pay attention, you will get sprained."

"The palace people don't take care of you personally. The empress is pregnant, so it's lucky that she didn't get hurt." Shen Ye turned around and went into the room, took his coat and put it on, and said, "I will go to Yongshou Palace now, looking for someone to pick me up." Empress returns to the palace."

Zhuo Lan stood on the spot, saw that he was about to leave, and pulled his arm anxiously: "The palace people are alarmed, and the emperor will know about it tomorrow. I don't want the emperor to worry." She slowed down, her eyes fixed on Shen Yelu's room Inside: "Does your lord have any medicine for falls?"

Unnaturally, Shen Ye avoided Zhuo Lan's hand pulling his arm, nodded and said, "I only kept some safflower oil, which is not a good medicine for traumatic injuries, and the medicinal oil has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. The status of a concubine is precious and she is pregnant, so the safflower cannot be touched blindly, so it is better to invite the imperial physician to see it."

Zhuo Lan saw that Shen Ye didn't intend to let herself into the verandah, so she forced a smile: "The matter of feet will never hinder the dragon's fetus. The autumn night is frosty and cold, and my lord is going to ask me to stand in this wind all the time." with?"

Shen Ye was a little bit embarrassed: "My minister's verandah is dirty and filthy, I'm afraid I will pollute my empress. If my empress is afraid of inviting palace people to alarm the emperor, then I will go find some guards who watch the night to protect my empress and go back to the palace, okay?"

Zhuo Lan waved her hand slightly, pushed Shen Ye who was standing in front of the door, and limped inwards: "Where is it so expensive? It's the same as a person, if an adult can live, so can I. "

Shen Ye grew up practicing martial arts since he was a child. The pain of sprained feet and broken bones has happened once in the past few months. He can tell whether Zhuo Lan's words are true or not.

He frowned slightly and looked at Zhuo Lan's hesitant back. He clearly knew that Zhuo Lan's pain was faking, but he couldn't expose her directly.

At this time, he still didn't understand why such a queen who was in the midst of the divine favor came here in the middle of the night to seek entertainment for herself?
Just as she was thinking, Zhuo Lan was already seated.

She bent down and stroked her ankle, and said with a little coquettishness: "The wind is strong and tight. Please close the door, my lord, and add a cup of warm water to the palace."

Shen Ye bit the bullet and closed the door, then hurriedly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhuo Lan.

He turned his head and didn't even look at her: "If the empress feels tired, she will rest here first, and I will find someone to protect the empress back to the palace. The night is quiet, and the empress is alone in the outer palace. People are in a hurry, and they will always alarm the emperor. of."

He was about to leave, but Zhuo Lan called him back: "Master Shen is afraid of me? What are you thinking?"

Shen Ye was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Weiche, Weichen didn't think about anything."

"Oh?" Zhuo Lan raised her voice and said with a smile, "Then why doesn't your lord dare to look at me? But you are afraid of facing each other in the lonely long night, what wrong did you do?"

What she said was blatant, and Shen Ye was shocked in his heart. He shook his head again and again and said solemnly: "Your Majesty is a concubine of the emperor, and I hope you will respect yourself."

"Self-respect?" Zhuo Lan smiled even more, flatteringly said: "Your Excellency, turn around and take a look, I have a lot of self-respect."

Shen Ye bit the bullet and looked back, only to see that Zhuo Lan had already taken off her shoes and socks, standing barefoot on the ground, with one hand hooking her ankle, looking at Shen Ye with a smile.

Shen Ye hurriedly turned her head, and was so frightened that she wanted to rush out the door.

Only after hearing Zhuo Lan's infinite charm behind her, said: "How about it, is Bengong's feet beautiful?"

(End of this chapter)