Si Tian Guan

    The wind during the day is as cold as a knife, and after night, the cold is everywhere and cannot be resisted.

    He took the cape, only kowtowed, and said nothing. Emperor Yu only waited for a moment, and then rushed away in a huff.

    No wonder Du Quan said he was stinky and tough, and such a character was never flattering.

    The cloak could not block the coolness from the ground, but it kept him awake.

    In fact, he knows what to do is the best, at this time, disobeying the emperor is the most stupid way, it is easy to please the emperor, but it is just a grievance...

    But he has been wronged too much elsewhere, and he wants to be better to himself in this matter alone.

    The note written in blood, the cold ice and snow that year, had completely cut off his thoughts.

    Not to mention that there are people who don't want him to wrong him.

    After he was scolded and knelt to save, there were always disputes in the warm pavilion.

    On this occasion, it was not easy for Chongming to persuade the emperor to take in the four Qu family members in another courtyard. Old Qing Cui has a lot of room to persuade the emperor.

    In the letter left to him, Zhongming repeatedly asked

    —"You must insist that you don't know them, and leave everything to me later."

    Now he is kneeling here on the open face, and the battlefield in the dark has been transferred to Wu'an Mansion.

    After the flooding of Changshui Town, there were not many people who were able to return alive.

    The black and white characters on this household register are the only proof of the origin of the Qu family couple.

    As soon as he learned that Zhuangzi was attacked, Chongming had already sent Fang Wuyi to Wu'an Mansion with his waist badge Pegasus.

    Next, they need to be 100% alert to prevent this deadly news from leaking to the emperor's ears.

    There is a palace lantern behind him from far to near, and the shadow cast in front of him gradually becomes clearer.

    "Qu Sitian."

    He didn't turn around, just by hearing the voice he knew who was coming.

    Qu Chenzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the ground: "This minister is now guilty of guilt, and dare not lead the concubine's kindness."

     Concubine Yu motioned for the maid to bring the tea closer, and sighed with pity.

    "Qu Sitian, the emperor used to love you. Now the queen mother has not long gone, it is when the emperor is grief-stricken, seeing your family reunion, naturally want to match, you Why should you live up to the emperor's wishes?"

    "Xie Niangniang is relieved, but I don't know them, let alone this 'family reunion', how to recognize each other?" Qu Chenzhou didn't pick up the ginseng tea, and slowly raised his eyes.

    Under his gaze, Concubine Yu couldn't help but take two steps back, and immediately responded with a scolding: "What do you want to do?"

    "The night is cold and windy, Niangniang should return early," the pair of demon pupils glowed strangely in the light of the lantern, and slightly curved into a crescent moon: "I see... there are still people waiting for Niangniang to go back. Woolen cloth."

    "Pride!"

     Concubine Yu raised her hand when she heard someone scolding: "Who is there?"

    The voice was even more familiar, she hurriedly put down her hands, and bowed: "Niangniang, my concubine will send some ginseng soup to Qu Sitian."

    "Is it ginseng soup?" Liu Qingru curled her lips into a smile, raised her hand, and overturned the entire tray: "The emperor ordered him to kneel here to reflect on himself, not for his happiness. . Give me back!"

     Concubine Yu did not dare to do it again, glanced at Qu Shenzhou, and was unwilling to leave.

    Liu Qingru sighed softly: "Shen Zhou, Chongming told me that you guys are reconciled, I'm really happy for you, if you don't dislike him, just follow him and call me sister. ."

    "..." Qu Chenzhou's eyes were sour, and he whispered: "Sister."

    "Okay, good brother," Liu Qingru stretched out his hand to help him, dipped a handkerchief on the tip of his nose, looked around, and said softly, "Chongming, let me explain something to you."

    "After you left the warm pavilion today, the Dali Temple Secretary Cui Lao asked them something. They said that they had been locked up for a few years, and they had no worries about food and clothing, but they didn't know who did it. ."

    "Old Cui asked some tricky questions, but they couldn't answer them."

    "The emperor didn't say anything at first, but both Cui Lao and Ling He said that there was something wrong. They had always been rigorous in their work. Later, Jingchen and Lin Xiang agreed, and the emperor sent people to Wu'an House. "

    "Chongming also made a yellow register for them elsewhere. Sooner or later, there is a saying that I will try my best to protect them. You don't have to worry."

    "Where are they..." Qu Chenzhou asked in a low voice.

    "There was no place to go, and it was like a hot potato. After Chongming, the emperor agreed. He just said that Chongming should not be messed up."

    Qu Chenzhou nodded lightly.

    Liu Qingru sighed: "Don't hold on, you'll be dizzy when you're dizzy. The emperor was confronted by you during the day and became angry, but he couldn't live without you, you give a step and he'll go down Now is not the time for conflict, don't take advantage of others."

    Seeing her and wanting to leave, Qu Chenzhou hurriedly held the corner of her skirt: "Sister, I have something to bring to Chongming."

    Liu Qingru stood still: "What?"

    "They sold me into slavery, and I would never recognize them, but brother and sister..."

    Qu Chenzhou lowered his head slightly, choked in his throat: "After all, I'm innocent, I'm afraid I can't hide from King Huai about Chongming. At this point, the two still in the hands of King Huai have no hope of living..."

    Liu Qing understood it clearly, and comforted softly: "I will notify Zhongming and Shi Yan and let them find a way."

    "Sister, today I tried to fortune for them. Please tell Zhongming - in the southwest of Beijing, the fireworks at Xiliu are every month. He should be able to figure out where to look."

    "Don't worry, I will tell him," Liu Qingru asked carefully: "Shen Zhou, what do you want to do after that?"

    "...Send away...don't see you again..." Qu Chenzhou quickly wiped his face with his cuff, avoiding the words: "Sister, do you have a Shuoye in your hand? ?"

    Liu Qingru's eyes flashed slightly: "Yes, how do you want to use it?"

    "Concubine Yu... has sister Lao."

     Concubine Yu hurried back to Chaoyang Palace all the way, choking her throat with suffocation and tension, which made her breathing rapidly.

    Qu Chenzhou's words lingered in my ears like a curse - there are still people waiting for the goddess... there are still people waiting for the goddess.

    She gave a small scream, staggered, stepped on the skirt, and was about to fall forward.

    The maid on one side quickly supported her, and on the other side, there was also a pair of hands firmly supporting her.

    There are indeed people waiting for her, and every once in a while, there will be people waiting for her here.

    "Niangniang..." The man's hoarse voice had long lost the magnetism of a man, as if a broken piece of porcelain was scratching on the ground: "Niangniang, be careful."

    The palace maid recognized the man, and naturally let go of her hand, letting the man help Concubine Yu, who was trembling, to enter the inner room.

    "Sanfu..." Concubine Yu called him in a trembling voice, as if to find a sense of authenticity in the voice, but when the man answered "hey", she suddenly became frightened and angry , kicked the man in the chest.

    Sanfu is squatting on the ground, holding her ankle with this foot, and slowly removing her shoes and socks.

     Concubine Yu couldn't shake it off several times, so she gave up her struggle and fell on the bed with tears in her eyes, watching those rough hands rubbing along her calf.

    The palace skirt has not been taken off, but the trousers underneath were thrown on the ground.

    This person is so familiar with her habits and movements, even the soft cushion behind her is placed in the right position.

    She raised her head and panted slightly, ignoring that the unremoved hairpins were entangled in the loose bun.

    After being in the deep palace for so long, the number of times the emperor has come can be counted, she is also a woman, there is no other consolation, there is always someone who has seen her most hidden place.

    This is the most unspeakable thing about her, even her son doesn't know it, but the pair of demon pupils seem to be mocking her and see through everything.

    She couldn't concentrate, couldn't stop thinking, the happiness she should have turned into torture, but she was reluctant to give up.

     on the ground.

    "Go! Go!"

    When Xu Shi was most vulnerable, Concubine Yu suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly: "What have I become! What have I become!"

    Sanfu didn't seem to see her collapse, and went to the table to bring water over: "Mother, are you thirsty?"

    The teacup was knocked to the ground, she was so choked that she couldn't say a complete sentence: "Go away...you go back to me..."

    "Niangniang, why are you crying? There's nothing missing, look at me."

    "What's the matter with you!" Concubine Yu suddenly screeched: "It's not because of me that you became like this! Didn't I arrange for you to hide well! It's you who is useless!"

    "Am I worthless? If it wasn't for you, how could I have become such a person and ghost!"

    Sanfu raised her voice and was a little excited: "I'm useless now, you dislike me! Back then, you haunted me all night! What kinky|cilang|yu didn't tell me Pass! Can that person!"

    "Shut up!" Concubine Yu was also insane, and slammed her back against him: "Shut up!"

    The room fell silent immediately, except for the low whimper she covered with the quilt.

    In this deep palace, there are so many hysterics, nowhere to vent, and no vent.

    Sanfu seemed to have been numb, and he did not shy away from coming forward, changed all her clothes and trousers for her, put her hands into the quilt and lay down, stood with her hands down for a moment, and suddenly asked, "You tonight Go out, did you find someone to do it?"

     Concubine Yu was suddenly furious and slapped him on the face: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

    He covered his face and took a few steps back, and continued dumbly: "I'm not here now, and that person will never come, are you going out to find someone? Who is it? The palace tourer Bing, it's still that Qu Sitian, I heard people say that he is beautiful..."

    "Zhou Huaishan! You're crazy!" Concubine Yu was trembling with anger, and when she touched the ground with her toes, she found that even her legs were soft: "In your eyes, am I a slut?"

    Sanfu looked at her: "But tonight I spent a long time..."

     Concubine Yu's cheeks were flushed with shame, but she knew that with his stubbornness and suspiciousness, any explanation would be useless.

     "Zhou Huaishan, you understand, I am the concubine, not your concubine! Where did I go, you don't care!"

    "These few days..." She was afraid of angering people completely, so she calmed down her voice and asked, "Did Jing Yan come to see you?"

    "Jing Yan...well well."

    He said three good things in a row, and was silent for a long time before sighing: "If it wasn't for Jing Yan, what's the point of keeping my life, but he... When can I call I say daddy..."