Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Why is it so quiet?

I was sitting on the bed. In this quiet and dark room, I could only hear my heartbeat and breathing. Outside the door, there was a bright red light from the lantern hanging under the eaves. No wind can be heard.

This night, everything is silent.

How could it be so quiet?

I remember clearly that Song Huaiyi said before that he wanted to capture the city of Cangzhou in this half month, and their method of attacking the city was also very strange. The night before, he made a loud noise outside the city of Cangzhou. In the city, especially the soldiers who keep the city cannot rest well and consume their energy, so that they can do more with less if they attack the city the next day.

It stands to reason that today, Pei Yuanxiu has taken Han Ruoshi to the Cui family. If they are to show their loyalty, they should have attacked the city with the most intense guesses these days.

Why is there no sound outside this evening?

Do n’t they plan to siege? Or do they have other methods of siege?

I thought about it that the heavy tiredness that was just now was wiped out. I turned over and got out of bed, and stepped on the shoes and slowly walked to the door. My hand was on the door frame, but hesitated, without pushing away. door.

The flower bamboo must be outside, even if the flower bamboo is not present, Xie Ye must be watching me.

Pei Yuanxiu left him to "protect" me, saying it was protection, but I think Xie Yi has a large part of his mind and is monitoring me. I can't go too far in every move.

If he just pushed the door out and asked him why he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, I wouldn't really say it.

So he closed it back.

I walked to the other side of the room and pushed the window slightly open. The air-conditioning outside suddenly penetrated in, stimulating me slightly.

And I looked out through the gap in the window. The vast snowy field in the distance was dark in the night, and even the lights that had been seen in the camp where they had stood were gone.

It is true, there is no plan to siege.

Obviously this is a good thing. As long as you don't fight, you won't die. As long as you don't attack the city, there will always be a Cangzhou city between them and the capital city, but this anomaly makes me feel a little uneasy.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Could it be that they have other arrangements?

Just thinking of it this way, I felt that the blood in my whole body was flowing fast. I was standing on the wind vent near the window, and the cold wind was blowing on my body, but my forehead burst into a layer of hot sweat. Come.

I faintly felt that tonight, I was afraid it would be difficult to fall asleep.

The anxiety in my heart and all kinds of speculations kept rising. I lay back on the bed. I didn't talk anymore, and didn't even move. The whole person was like a kettle with boiling water. It ’s boiling against the sky, but you ca n’t ask, and you ca n’t even make a query.

Before things get clear, of course, I can't first dissect my mind completely to others.

I can only wait for tomorrow, until dawn, and then figure out what is going on.

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I spent this night slowly in this kind of suffering. Several times, I was about to be knocked down by tiredness, and I was about to fall asleep, but my mind was always tense, and it woke me up again.

After a long time, it boiled slowly to the outside.

Although Pei Yuanxiu was gone, Song Huaiyi definitely did not dare to treat me. In the morning, naturally, a group of maids came to my room to help me clean, eat, and drink. After everything was done, I heard the noisy people below and went out to take a look. The stage is set up again, and the actors have begun to scream, ready to sing.

Song Huaiyi stepped up and said with a smile: "Now the season is not good, and there is nothing to play. Today, I found another theater class, please Miss Yan to comment."

I smiled and said, "It bothers Song Gong."

"Where, Miss Yan can stay in the Song family. It was originally an honor to be here. How can I make Miss Yan live a boring life?"

After a few chats, we will start singing.

I still smiled, sitting on the seat they prepared for me, listening to the following drama, but of course my mind was completely out of this. When I picked up a tea cup and drank tea, I saw Song Huaiyi sitting on the other side. It was very leisurely listening, one hand still beat slowly on the side table.

It looks very fascinated.

Before, apart from staying with Pei Yuanxiu, he was not so busy.

The owner of such a large family, although outsiders seem to be one of the rich and the rich, must be eating and drinking every day, but only he knows that the family business also represents his own responsibility. In fact, the parents of these large families As long as it is not the second generation of the sister-in-law and the ambitious, almost none of them can really spend their day like this leisurely.

But now Song Huaiyi—Cangzhou City is still outside, and his men and women are stationed outside the city, but he is here to listen to the drama.

This is wrong.

Recalling last night's quietness, my doubts intensified.

However, I didn't ask questions immediately, but instead sat down in a chair and listened to the following play, but yawned during the cut.

Song Huaiyi immediately heard it, turning to see my tears, and carefully asked: "What about Miss Yan, is it boring?"

I hurriedly said, "Don't misunderstand Song Gong, this drama is good, the words are good, the singing is good, and the body is good."

"What about Miss Yan--"

"Oh, I just, didn't sleep well last night."

"Last night?" He frowned slightly, a little doubt appeared on his face: "Last night, wasn't there any noise for Miss Yan?"

"It really isn't," I said with a smile. "It's rare. I came to you without any sound last night. But me, I used to be noisy outside two days ago, and suddenly I was quiet. I'm not used to it. Haha ... "

He couldn't help laughing when he heard me say that.

I laughed and said, "Well, speaking, how could it be so quiet last night?"

Song Huaiyi said lightly: "The noise was before because our people went to create riots outside Cangzhou City. Naturally, they did not do it last night, so they calmed down."

I frowned slightly: "Songgong means, don't you plan to hit Cangzhou City again?"

He smiled: "I haven't hit it for so long. The son means that it's time to rest."

"...!"

With that said, the next song started.

He hung one hand on the corner of the little boy, and listened intently to the voice below. I didn't ask any more, and I made a concentrated listening to the play.

But the scene was lively, but my heart sank slowly.

I have n’t hit it for so long, so it ’s time to rest?

Listen to him, what does Pei Yuanxiu mean?

Before preparing to leave the Song family the night before, Pei Yuanxiu talked with Song Huaiyi in the middle of the night in the study. Is that what it was?

do not fight?

No, absolutely impossible!

Not to mention that he has time with Sheng Jing's soldiers and horses. Even if time is not urgent, they will fight not only in the city of Huizhou, but also their own food and grass will be consumed. It's all money. Fighting and fighting, in the end, it is money, and what is needed is profit.

How could he consume time and money, the two most important things here?

However, it was really quiet last night. Now the garden is also quiet. There is no sound of siege from outside.

Nothing really happened.

I don't believe they will really give up attacking Cangzhou City, but there is indeed no war now. Do they say that they have begun to doubt me, or that they are skeptical of some people and things, and want to be like?

However, no matter how you look like this, the war cannot be delayed. This is for sure. No matter what, Pei Yuanxiu will not delay his entry into Beijing.

What exactly is going on?

With anxiety in my heart, and constant confusion of doubt, I have been listening to the drama quietly. After listening to a few plays, watching the people below set the table for dinner, I asked Song Huaiyi: "Yes, The old lady did not come to the theater today? "

As soon as the words fell, I heard a smiling voice said: "Who still cares about me."

Looking back, Mrs. Zhang was supported by a person, and slowly walked in from outside the garden gate.

I do n’t know if it was because there was no sound outside last night. She had a good rest. People seemed to have a lot of spirits. I hurried to meet her, and when I walked in front of her, I saw it clearly and helped her. It wasn't anyone else who came over, it was her grandson Song Xuan who was in her heart.

The handsome young man in a brocade adorned me with a salute: "Miss Yan."

"... Song Gongzi, it's rare."

I did n’t recognize him for the first time, just because I saw him a few times before, he was armored and tough, but this time he appeared in a gorgeous robe, and it did n’t look like it at all. A general, but just a luxurious son.

It made me feel a little bit deeper.

These days, he rarely appears, and Song Huaiyi specially placed him in the wind reception banquet the night before, because he is used to the army, and the battle is changing rapidly. He must also be in the army, but he did not expect to see it today. He was at home, and he was so casually dressed.

In other words, the fighting really stopped!

My expression was hesitant for a while. When returning to God, Song Xuanzheng smiled at me and said, "What is Miss Yan thinking? Let's take the seat first."

"Oh ... OK, OK."

I was helped to walk to the wine table, and everyone sat down in turn.

Mrs. Zhang also held Song Xuan's hand in one hand, as if saying with emotion: "Xuaner hasn't eaten at home for a long time."

"Yeah, grandma."

"Then you say, after this meal, you still can't leave. Don't leave grandma alone at home."

Seeing that his grandmother was still coquettish, Song Xuan laughed like an adult, and said, "Since grandma said so, then Xuan'er dare not leave."

"Really?"

"Grandma, rest assured, at least for ten and a half months, Xuaner was at home with Grandma every day."

I originally lowered my head and looked up at them at this time.