Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Yuxue whine, my heart trembled.

In the quiet dusk, our carriage returned to the Yilan House in Bishan. It is still as quiet as it used to be, and the streets have been washed away by rain, but in this cleanness and quietness, a cold winter is coming Coldness.

At the gate, Shui Xiu and Cai Wei were already waiting there.

Qing Han helped me get out of the carriage, and an oil-paper umbrella immediately reached the top of my head. It was Cai Wei. She looked at me with a sobbing expression and choked, "Mrs ...."

I smiled slightly.

Escaping from the war-torn capital, although I see that they are now safe and sound, but I also know exactly what they have experienced at that time, Cai Wei's age is still very young, but the original vibrant, even aggressive face, this The time also showed a mature burnout that should not be of this age.

And Shuixiu—she slowly walked down the stairs and came to me, and I even saw a few white hairs in her horns.

I choked in my throat for a while, then whispered, "Are you all okay?"

Everyone didn't speak. After a while of silence, they nodded silently.

In fact, at this time, I don't know what else I can say. A big war is a devastation to everyone's body and mind. Seeing each other again is like passing away, but there is nothing to say.

Pei Yuanzhang also came down from his carriage. Shuixiu saw the ceremony in the past, but they did not have the complicated etiquette of the past. Everyone stood at the door, and the rain became more urgent. The paper umbrella in Wei's hand, then said, "Go ahead and talk."

So, everyone walked silently into Yilan House.

The scenery here is the same as when I left, and even the people serving there haven't changed much. This place in Laoshan seems like time has stopped flowing. As soon as I walk in, there is a sense of tranquility even in the sound of rain. Also slowly quieted down.

Back this time, of course, it is different from where I lived before.

Light cold let me live in his room.

This is the deepest, quietest, and safest place in the other courtyard, next to the garden, and behind it is the magnificent landscape of the backyard. I don't ask him where he will live, although he once said that he didn't want to be with him I crossed that line, but these days after my mother left, I could barely fall asleep by holding him. The worldly view, men and women have different disciplines, and at this time, I don't want to obey.

I just want to guard him.

So, Susu followed the rest, and Cai Wei accompanied me to this room. After bathing, sitting at the dresser and combing my wet long hair, Cai Wei's face still showed a happy smile. Asking, "Mrs., you and Gong Liu-are you already fast?"

I glanced at her in the mirror, didn't speak, and just smiled tiredly.

"It would be great if that were the case," she said.

"..."

"Liu Gongzi is a good person."

I smiled helplessly and said, "You usually don't chew the tongue like this. Why did I start chewing as soon as I returned?"

Cai Wei paused, and then looked at me carefully in the mirror, and said, "Because, I feel that my wife is very tired this time, and seems to be sad."

"..."

"Mrs. has gone through so many bad things, and it's time to treat myself well."

"..."

I hadn't expected her to say something, but she didn't expect that she said so earnestly. I had calmed a lot in the past two days, but when I heard her, I could not help but redden my eyes.

Cai Wei was terrified, and hurriedly said, "Mrs., what's wrong with my wife? Am I wrong?"

Seeing her panic-stricken, I lightly turned away, swallowed the sourness that came up, and said, "Nothing, I may just be-there is wind blowing into my eyes."

Cai Wei was relieved, and continued to comb my hair with a comb.

I said, "Are you all here these days, are you all right?"

Cai Wei said, "I'm okay. I have been there since the start of the capital. Brother Du and his people have protected us. After entering Xichuan, Liu Gongzi's people came. They picked us up here, and they also took a lot of refugees They settled down and everyone was calm a lot these days. "

"Shuixiu, are you okay?"

Speaking of which, I felt her hand lag.

"what happened?"

"Sister Mizuho ... not so good."

"What's up with her?"

"She, her child, gone."

I was shocked and looked back at her, Cai Wei's face also showed a little sad expression, and said, "In Beijing, when we leave--"

With that said, her eyes were red and she couldn't speak anymore.

And after thinking about it, I understood.

No wonder I just saw Shui Xiu, with such a dull expression, and Du Yan didn't tell me a word. Maybe it was an unspeakable injury to him.

I sighed and said, "Hopefully, they can come out sooner."

"Ok."

After a while, the hair was combed, and it was still moist. I stood up and was going to go out. Cai Wei hurriedly stopped me: "Just after the husband returns, let's take a good rest."

"I slept in the carriage for a long time today, and now I just want to walk and stretch my bones."

"But it's still raining outside. Your hair isn't dry. It hurts when you blow the wind."

I smiled slightly: "How can I be so precious? Besides, I won't run into the field, just walk under the corridor."

She was relieved, then told me two more words, and packed up.

I got out of this room and went outside. The rain is still falling, and the winter in Xichuan was originally cold and humid. Such a rain fell, and it was colder than the heavy snow in the north. Fortunately, I was wearing thick fur and fluffy fur touching my face, giving people This kind of warm and gentle feeling did not feel too cold.

Under the corridor, watching the drizzling scenery outside, it made my heart more quiet.

After walking for a while, I was a bit tired. I sat on a bench under the porch and quietly looked at the scenery in the garden. At this time, I saw a small high-rise building not far from the fence.

There are not many wealthy people in this area. They are just ordinary people who have enough food and clothing, and there are no temples or small houses. And I remember when I came here before, I never saw such a small building in that direction.

Moreover, in the mist and rain, it seems that a figure can be seen passing by.

I was watching the little building bewildered, and another footstep sounded around me. Looking back, some servants came in from outside. Their clothes were the same as before, but a bunch of linen was tied on their arms. Come in After that, the red lanterns under the eaves were replaced with white lanterns, and white cloth was hung on the eaves.

I hesitated a moment, and then I came to understand.

Soon, there was a solemnity in the yard. They left soon after finishing the arrangement. When they came to the door, they stopped again: "Sanye."

Looking back, it was Qing Han who came in.

He glanced around and nodded to let those people go out, and just before going to the room, I whispered, "Light cold."

He turned around and saw me sitting under the corridor, hurriedly coming over: "How do you get here to blow hair?" He reached out and touched my hair: "The hair is not dry yet, do you want a headache at night?"

I said lightly, "How can I be so delicate, I was too stuffy in the car during the day, and now I want to come out loose."

Hearing me say that, he didn't say anything, just came over and sat upwind to help me block the storm.

I smiled slightly.

Looking up at the white cricket under the eaves, I said, "You asked them to prepare?"

Qing Han said: "Originally, in the capacity of Mrs. Yan, there should be a beautiful gift. But I know that you don't want to let this matter go too far, so it's just us--"

I nodded.

Indeed, as a female emperor, such a memorial service is very shabby, but I don't think her mother would care about these. Perhaps, she cares more about not remembering her.

For her, leaving quietly may be the best comfort.

Qing Han also said: "I will accompany you to fast for vegetarian food these days, but if your body can't afford it, tell me. You must know that no matter how much grief, you can't compare with you."

I nodded. "I see."

He looked at me tenderly, and a gust of wind fell on my face with a raindrop. He reached out to wipe it for me, and by the way wiped the hot wetness in the corner of my eye. I squeezed his wrist, snuggled in, and took advantage Leaned in his arms.

The two sat quietly here, and the rain was still falling, but they had an inexplicable, warm and peaceful feeling.

It was slowly getting dark.

Although the surrounding walls of Yilan House are so high that the houses outside can hardly be seen, the lights lit by the houses in the twilight can be seen, especially on such rainy nights, and even the rain blankets can be clearly seen. The wind swelled, winding the trail of falling. But when I looked up and looked at the small building that appeared suddenly before, I found that it was still dark and not bright.

Isn't anyone living?

But just now, I seem to see someone walking on it.

Feeling that my eyes have been looking outside, Qing Han also glanced back: "What's wrong?"

Then I saw the small building.

I asked, "Light cold, how could a small building suddenly appear there? Whose?"

"..."

He didn't answer.

Since he is in charge of the industry here, that is, managing the population of one side, who built this small building and is right in front of the courtyard where the owner of the Yilan Bethlehem lives, he does not know at all, even if He didn't know that the people under him should also report, otherwise they would be negligent.