Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 55

Day by day, after Dongchen and Donghe left the palace that day, they didn't have an appointment to go to the painting building at night. For the painting building, she has adapted to this identity and this look in a few months. Face, she began to use it freely.

But Dong Chen was different, what he saw was not Shen Hualou's face, not the original Shen Hualou, everything seemed to have changed.

He needed time, Hualou carried the palace lantern, and when he arrived at Zishi, he hadn't waited for Dongchen, but he met Donghua on the way back.

He stood under the moonlight, and his white brocade robe became whiter and whiter in the quiet moonlight. Some people stood in this kind of scenery, they looked like exiled immortals, and some people stood in this kind of scenery, they looked like ghosts.

Hualou thinks that Donghua should be somewhere between a ghost and a fairy, but he is not a human either!She couldn't express it in words.

She is Qianji, and she has been kept in Prince An's Mansion by Donghua all year round. She has never seen outsiders, so naturally she has no friends in this imperial capital.

If it was said that she came out to meet someone in the middle of the night, Donghua might still be worried that she would betray him in the end.

Looking at each other, the painting building is very quiet and quiet, and the eyes look a little empty and lonely, but that kind of loneliness looks very light, so Donghua always feels that Qianji has changed, and her eyes have changed when she looks at the same thing. up.

A gust of wind blew by, and the palace lantern in Hualou's hand was blown out by the strong wind. She was wearing a thin palace dress. The moment the wind blew, her body was rolled up, and her uneven figure appeared in front of Donghua. Hua's only feeling is why she is so thin. It seems that if the wind is stronger, her whole body will be blown away by the strong wind.

After the wind stopped, she tidied up her clothes and walked over slowly.

He didn't know if it was because she had changed in this palace, or because she had always looked like this all these years, but suddenly he couldn't see clearly.

"It's so late? What are you doing here?" Donghua asked, his words calm and indifferent.

Hualou frowned slightly, looked at Donghua and said, "I can't sleep, so I went out for a walk, why did the prince appear here?"

Donghua looked at him and was silent for a long time before saying: "The lakeside that is further ahead, Hualou used to like it very much, and I got used to it. When I can't sleep, I will come here for a walk."

Hualou froze slightly. Donghua didn't hide everything about Hualou from Qianji. Maybe it was because Qianji loved him so much that he could bear it?Perhaps he felt that Qianji would never betray him, so he could tell her everything.

Hualou didn't know how Qianji and Donghua got along at that time. When she was in Prince An's Mansion, she tried to be humble as much as possible, because she knew it because she was kicked down by Donghua a few days ago.

Qianji may be humble in front of Donghua.

But after Hualou came to the palace, Hualou actually didn't know how to be someone else, so after entering the palace, Shen Hualou was still Shen Hualou, only in Qianji's body.

Later, the contact with Donghua will be much less. Donghua feels the change of Qianji. She is more and more like Shen Hualou. This is a happy thing, because she is more and more like, It means that Donghe will pay more and more attention to her, no matter what the reason is?Love, probably no longer exists.hatred?Maybe, maybe not?
But Donghua knows, guilt, such things must exist in Donghe's heart, unless Donghe has washed away all the memories of his first half of his life, otherwise he will always remember a woman named Shen Hualou who accompanied him those days spent.

Listening to Donghua's words, the painting building was a little silent. She was going back to the courtyard before Dongchen, but at this moment she met Donghua again.

"But even if you're here, she's still not here, isn't it even more disappointing?" Hualou replied.

The words that Hua Lou said could have easily stimulated Donghua. Maybe it was too long at the corner of his mouth, and Donghua began to wait calmly.

"So, when will you be able to get the Dihun Kou?"

When talking about this topic, Hualou's mind sank slightly. Donghua didn't say much about her this time. After the two were silent for a long time, Donghua said, "Are you tired?"

Hualou paused for a moment, looked up at him and asked, "What?"

"Let's go for a walk if you're not tired."

Donghua who said this had an aura of sadness all over his body, Hualou's heart was touched, she didn't know how to tell Donghua one day, in fact, she was Shen Hualou, she just With his springboard, return to this palace to avenge revenge!
She also didn't know, if she never told Donghua this fact, would he keep guarding the dead body and not let go?
Hualou nodded: "Okay."

She was carrying the palace lantern, although it was already out, he walked by her side with his hands behind his back.Every step was taken very lightly. To be honest, Hualou would rather he appeared in front of her violently and angrily. Such an infatuated person would make her feel guilty and uneasy.

The two have been walking quietly, becoming a little silent.

"I heard that on the day Concubine Rong gave birth, you said some strange things to the emperor, but in the end you not only kept the little prince safe, but also Concubine Rong. I didn't know before that your medical skills Great?"

Hua Lou looked ahead quietly, and replied: "Doesn't the lord know that the Qian family is a family of doctors? After all, the emperor has already investigated it clearly."

Hualou replied a little evasively. In fact, Qianji does not know medical skills. In Prince An's Mansion, she is a woman who can sing, dance, and smile like Hualou. Eyes are always unrecognizable.

"It's normal for you to bring up those topics with him in a casual way, and it's normal for him to notice."

"My lord, I am only me in this palace, not Qianji, nor Qianji who has learned Shen Hualou's words and deeds. Have you ever thought that the purpose of my coming to this palace is not just to get you How about Dihunkou?" Hualou smiled lightly, she looked up at Donghua, her bright eyes sparkling in the dark night.

"Then you want to tell me why you came?"

"My lord can guess, and one day, you will guess it." There was a hint of mystery in her words, and when her eyes were lowered, the streamer light dimmed.

"When you were in the palace, you didn't talk very much, and you were asked to imitate her. You didn't like it very much, but you still learned it. But after entering the palace, you don't feel disgusted anymore, and you seem to be more like her." Dong In front of Qianji, Hua looked like an elder.

In fact, it is also true in front of the painting building.

He was several years older than her.

"If I look like her, one day, will you like me?" Hualou can guarantee that she didn't really ask this question, because she has too much gratitude to Donghua. Will not touch again.

It's just that Donghua has given too much to Shen Hualou, if one day she can no longer repay her as Shen Hualou, she will feel sorry for him.

Donghua stopped in his tracks, stretched out his hand and lightly touched her forehead, and smiled wryly: "Fool, love cannot be transplanted, it turns out to be there, it seems to have taken root, and it will always be there .”

When Hua Lou heard what he said about a fool, her heart seemed to be stung. When she asked the late emperor to marry Donghe, the late emperor looked kind and kind, and sighed helplessly that she was a fool.

If she wasn't stupid, why couldn't she see things that everyone could see clearly?
"My lord."

Hualou called softly.

Donghua replied softly: "Yes."

"I think it would be great if the first person Shen Hualou met was you." What Hualou said was true, if it was the first time he met, it would be true, if the two people at that time were him, Then she won't die so badly, and won't lose even one child!Not to mention the child, even himself is fragmented.

"On the contrary, this king felt that we met too early, so I couldn't bear to force her later, and I always thought that hypocrite was in my palm, and I was happy with her and tossed with her." Donghua said at this time, Hualou listened quietly, she was listening to her own story as another person, is she a shameless person?Forget it.

"No matter what the reason is, she is so determined to fall in love. Does the lord know? Shen Hualou does not regret loving that person in this life. What he regrets is why he never recognized that person and regretted why he didn't keep the child. !"

The two walked slowly, and they arrived at the riverside without knowing it. They used to come to this place often, because there was no imperial army and no one was patrolling, so they were at ease.

Looking at the quiet and flowing clear water, Hualou slowly stepped forward and sat down on the ground.

"What child are you talking about?" Donghua instantly responded to the information he had captured from Hualou's words.

Hualou thought that Donghua knew about it, but it seemed that Donghua still didn't know about the child.

Facing Donghua's questioning, Hualou looked back at him slowly, and said, "Won't your lord sit down? Since your lord talks about chatting and walking, he naturally wants to sit down when he's tired. It's still early before dawn, so he also stands up." It won't be that long, I'm tired of standing during the day and don't want to stand."

After listening to what she said, Donghua sat down following her parallel line.

"Tell me, I'll listen, how did you know that Hualou had a child?" After Donghua finished speaking, Hualou had to tell a lie, and the lie had to be convincing enough.

After a long time, she opened her lips and said: "When I first entered the palace, one day Zhou Qiang was so angry that he wanted to drag me and beat me to death with a stick. I had to lie and say that I was Shen Hualou's maid, so she let me go." I mentioned it later when we talked. At that time, Zhou Wei and the others were all outside the Great Wall. It was the year they went to war. Hualou’s lower abdomen was pierced on the battlefield. At that time, she was pregnant, and the fetus died directly in the womb. The important thing is not that the child died or that she was injured, the important thing is that the person who stabbed the spear into the belly of the painting building was from Donghe!" So I felt shuddering when I heard this incident, and the blood all over my body All retrograde.

After Hualou finished speaking, Donghua's face was ashen, and his arms were trembling constantly: "Is it the ninth year of Jiaqing?"

"It's the ninth year of Jiaqing."

When Hualou finished speaking, Donghua seemed to have changed. He looked at Hualou and said coldly, "What else did Zhou Wei say?"

"This is the joint masterpiece of Shen Qingqiang and Donghe."

Hualou's heart skipped a beat, and she said the names of these two people. She paused and said, "So, I just want him to remember everything about Shen Hualou. Uneasy, and then come bit by bit.”

Unexpectedly, Donghua, who was still gentle just now, changed after hearing her words, becoming ruthless and gloomy.

"Qianji, this king remembers that the little prince's full moon wine will be served in three days' time."

Hualou nodded and said, "Yes."

"Perhaps, we should send a big gift to the current emperor, so that he can experience the pain of bereavement. The main reason is that he is used to killing children. If he kills his own children again, there will be no problem, right? In Donghua's eyes, there was hatred and anger, Hualou's heart was crying blood, she was in pain and happy, that's what she wanted, and she should be like this in her future life, giving Donghe a big gift.

"I see." Hualou responded, but Donghua actually said: "Would you be reluctant to pick up her child who came to this world with your own hands?"

Hualou looked at Donghua and didn't speak. She actually wanted to say: "Giving and gain do not complement each other. What you get doesn't necessarily give up something, just like Dong He and Shen Qingqiang, and what you give up doesn't necessarily mean you will get something." What, just like Shen Hualou!"

But she didn't answer, just nodded and said, "Your Highness should trust me."

Donghua left, Hualou was still sitting by the river, watching the river splashing, she looked at the non-stop river, slowly looked up at the starry sky, and asked in a whisper: "I'm not guilty, am I? "

But what answered her was always only a piece of silence, as if there was nothing around her, just a emptiness, with no one to accompany her in the world, and she was alone.

When I returned to Scarlet Smoke Palace that night, it was already very late.

Hualou was thinking all the way, how cruel it is for Donghua to disrupt her peaceful mood all night with such facts?
She is no longer who she was back then, but she has no choice.

Time passed quickly, as if three days had passed in the blink of an eye, the dinner at night was full moon wine, and no matter whether it was courtiers or many concubines, all had to attend.

Hualou dispensed the medicine for Concubine Rong, and Concubine Rong brought the little prince, and Hualou gave him a look at his body. For some reason, Hualou always felt that the corners of the little prince's eyes were turning blue, but she didn't look at it before, why? Haven't found this problem before?

She looked at this child, a seven-month-old child, and it was already a miracle that she was still alive. Then she looked at Concubine Rong, her complexion was getting better and better, but her eyes were getting darker and darker, and she was no longer the same as before. Weary.

Hualou hugged the child, his heart trembling slightly, child, why are you his child?why?
Her kindness is doomed to allow her to be bullied, so this time, she won't.

In the evening, the chariot that came to greet her stopped outside the gate of the palace. Concubine Rong, dressed in a graceful and luxurious brocade robe, with a bright and exquisite gait on her delicate hair, slowly stepped into the car with the child in her arms. chariot.

But Hualou was wearing a long skirt with wide sleeves, which swayed to the ground. Although it was made of green cloth, it was embroidered with plum blossoms by Ru Yang, tied around the waist with silk ribbons, and equipped with a small sachet.

On the hair, only plain silver hairpins were used to tie up the ordinary bun, but the ears were made of two red beans, which were also made by Ru Yang's dexterous hands. Looking at the mirror, she looked at each other, and she felt a sense of retreat.She put herself in a dilemma, this trip is just the beginning, the beginning of killing, must kill a bloody way in this palace, and those who owe her must pay back double, otherwise, she Pretending to be Shen Hualou!Biting her lips tightly, she numbly supported the hairpin on her bun.

Get up, come out and follow Concubine Rong, tonight, I am doomed to have trouble sleeping
(End of this chapter)