Vol 3 Chapter 11: Climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, but also to know who is the true phoenix

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Today is the death of the late Prince Hua Nan Yiyan. Just because the emperor worshipped the Tao and the Buddha, according to the annual practice, the two of them started their ceremonial ceremonies before Chenshi and went to the royal Taoist temple to participate in the worship service. After that, Queen Qian went to Yonglu Temple to chant sutras and pray for blessings, and then returned. The imperial palace is getting dark at Xu Shi.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the evening breeze is strong.
The veil of the phoenix flutters, and the queen of money sits in the middle. She is dressed in a brocade and flying phoenix suit. She is covered in dark brown and dark ripples. The color is pure and elegant. Next to her is her pro-daughter, the fourth princess, South China Jiyan.
The distant line of sight crossed the mighty team in front, and it could be seen that the Qiong Towers of the palace were overlapped, half hidden and half exposed under the deep and boundless sky.
The palace road is cold, and although the exotic flowers and grass on both sides are luxuriant, they are often disturbed by the autumn frost and night dew, and they appear to be withered and declining.
The mist was sparse, and the eyes filled with flying flies, Empress Qian felt emotional, thinking of her dead relatives, she couldn't help but sighed, and her eyes were wet.
Thinking that the life of a person is so short, and the person is gone, what is the point of staying empty and full of extravagance?
At the fork in the road, the Forbidden Army stopped. The servant led the lamp, and the lady of the court stepped forward to help the queen and the princess.
A group of people from Kunning Palace gathered around and escorted the master to move on.
When passing by the bamboo garden, Queen Qian found that there was a faint gleam in the forest, and ordered everyone to stop and send her servant to check.
Not long after, the servant brought a woman to Qian Huang's back.
Panic lowering the Kongming Lantern in her hand, the woman leaned over and knelt at the feet of the queen, her mouth gurgling, softly trembling:
"Concubine Hanxiangguan Jieyu Sun Shengsheng pays homage to the Empress Empress, and wish the Empress a good fortune."
Empress Qian tilted her head slightly, her gaze lingered around the woman's body, and she saw that she was wearing an elegant light green skirt with a light bun on her head and a hairpin with water lotus tassels, her posture is slender and respectful.
Listening to the name, Queen Qian was quite impressed.
"Sun Shengsheng... the daughter of Sun Min, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. My palace remembers you. Earlier I heard that you were sick after entering the palace, but now you are all in peace?
"Back to the queen, the concubine body has been healed. o"
Sun Shengsheng lowered his head and replied, with a soft tone:
"Concubine has been in the simplest form for a long time, but now in the palace, most of them are self-cultivation and self-cultivation and enlightenment of Buddhist principles."
"Oh?"
Empress Qian's eyes glowed when she heard the word "see Buddha".
Nowadays, the emperor filial piety emphasizes Taoism, and there are many people in the palace who favor the emperor, and they all worship Taoism.
When I heard that a woman had the same beliefs as her own, Queen Qian felt untold joy in her heart, and she took a step forward:
"Look up and tell my palace to look at it."
Sun Shengsheng humbly agreed, then slowly raised his head.
The skin is condensed and the eyebrows look like daisies, and a pair of exquisite eyes contains squiggling water, and the complexion is stunning, it looks like no more than sixteen or seven. The submissive and delicate figure is thrown into the halo of the palace lantern, and it is as beautiful as a sorrow. A beautiful picture scroll.
Queen Qian nodded in satisfaction, her eyes turned to look at the Kong Ming Lantern next to Sun Shengsheng, and she was taken aback:
"Today is neither the Mid-Autumn Festival nor Yulan. The sky is already dark and you don't return to the palace to settle. Why do you put the Kongming Lantern here?"
Sun Shengsheng nodded:
"Back to the queen, today is the death of the deceased prince. The concubine's status is humble and can't go out of the palace at will. Therefore, I personally made a few Kongming lanterns to worship the prince, and pray that he can bless the emperor and the queen by the spirit of heaven and protect me, Dayihe, Qinghaiyan, Guotai Minan."
Empress Qian's expression was stunned, she was completely infected by Sun Shengsheng's words of affection and kindness, her eyes faintly reddened:
"Good... good!"
Empress Qian nodded moved, and the slight water light quenched in Shu Yafeng's eyes was shining brightly by the warm light swaying from the palace lantern:
"You are still in the palace, but you remember these things. You really are a caring person... Sun Jieyu, it's not early, so let's rest. If you have some free time in the future, you can go to Kunning Palace to sit and sit. ."
The eyelashes were suddenly raised, and Sun Shengsheng's expression was startled, obviously he hadn't expected the result.
Overwhelming the pleasant surprise, Sun Shengsheng kept kowtow to thank you:
"The concubine thanked the queen empress."
The four princesses of South China Jiyan wore a moon-green skirt, and the hem of the lotus-leaf skirt was waved by the night breeze. Net o
Holding the arms of the mother's queen, erratic eyes swept over the kneeling Sun Shengsheng, and the fourth princess smiled proudly:
"Huh, another one who wants to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix..."
Empress Qian didn't care, curled her lips and sneered, looking at Sun Shengsheng as if pointing out:
"Even if you want to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix, you have to know who is the true phoenix! She is a smart person."
As the group walked away, Sun Shengsheng got up from the trail, turned his head and shouted in a low voice:
"Muxue, come out."
Gu Yunxi walked around from behind the granite, a few steps to the front of Sun Shengsheng, and said:
"The slave servant, congratulations to the young master, as long as the young master can seize the opportunity, he will be able to fulfill his wish in a few days."
"Muxue, I still want to thank you!"
Sun Shengsheng held Gu Yunxi's hands, and his excitement was all written on a pretty face.
After experiencing the punishment in Yongning Palace, Sun Shengsheng's temperament had become much lessened, and he truly believed that Gu Yunxi was helping her win favor.
Gu Yunxi pursed his lips and smiled lightly, the gloomy expression on his face indistinct under the dark night.
Sun Shengsheng asked again:
"What should I do next? Tomorrow I will go to the Queen's Palace to greet you, but I, I don't know what to say."
Gu Yunxi smiled leisurely, holding Sun Shengsheng's shoulders to comfort her as soon as possible, calmly saying:
"Don't be nervous, the young master can read the Buddhist scriptures tonight, and tomorrow's chat with the queen will be mostly in the form of asking for advice."
"Well, you are my nobleman, I will listen to you in the future."
Although Sun Shengsheng had a bad temper, if he really convinced someone in his heart, he would fall in love with that person, but he did not know that he had been dragged into an extraordinary melee.
Gu Yunxi smiled, pacing a few fine lights in her exquisite eyes:
"The young master doesn't need to do this to the servants, just remember that the top priority is to gain the queen's trust, and the only person who can really protect the young master is the Queen of Money."
Sun Shengsheng's heart shook slightly, and he took a few breaths. Zheng nodded his head:
"I've written it all down, so I will go back to the Hanxiang House to study the Buddhist scriptures. You and I will talk about it another day."
"The slave and maid sent me a gift to the young master."
Gu Yunxi watched Sun Shengsheng leave, faintly straightened up, his eyes narrowed with cold luster.
Relying on the power of Queen Qian to push Sun Shengsheng to the top was to distract Yongning Palace's attention, and also to help the East Palace rise to fight against the Wan clan.
Gu Yunyao's time to return to favor is awaited. This holy favorite is a double-edged sword, which makes her inevitably face the threat of killing while she is noble in front of others.
Gu Yunxi wanted to protect the eldest sister, so that she could stay out of the slaying in the harem without blood on her hands.
Now that the chess game has been laid out, it is difficult to stop once the battle begins.
Leng Ran chuckled and prepared to go back to Chu Xiu Palace, when Gu Yunxi turned around and bumped into another face.
The moonlight is dim, and the bamboo leaves are swaying through the thin night mist.
He stood with his hands in the dense intertwined shadows, his Zhanqing robe was fluttered, his eyebrows were picturesque, his deep and sharp gaze broke through the fog and hit straight, as if he was about to tear her skin and flesh, and look into her heart.
Gu Yunxi's eyes trembled with shock, he couldn't help taking a step back, bending his body to worship:
"The slave servant has seen Governor Leng."
Some warmth in the elbow, he lifted her up with a gentle big hand.
The deep black eyes were covered with a layer of light smoke, as cold as a cold pool, making people look at their hearts tightly:
"happy?"
He asked swiftly, his unhurried tone, cold and ethereal in the night.
Gu Yunxi's face turned pale, his eyebrows drooped, his appearance seemed calm, his heart was thunderous.
Leng Qingtang's pupils are deep, with the power to see through everything, and questioned again:
"Are you happy to deal with the grievances and grievances of the palace all day, fighting with others?!"
Gu Yunxi raised his eyes, his eyelashes widened:
"A slave and maid's choice is better to be calculated by others than by others."
As he stared at each other, the radiance of water disappeared from the bottom of Leng Qingtang's eyes a little bit, and he sighed with distress:
"You said at the beginning that entering the palace was just to see the person you missed again. Now that you have seen it, let's leave the palace soon... I can help you."
Gu Yunxi was shocked suddenly and clearly understood another meaning from his words.
Then, she turned her head hurriedly, avoiding eye contact with him.
His gaze, his lonely and desolate gaze was quenched with extreme affection, even if she didn't say a word, she could see her heart sore and inexplicably, like being cut by a knife, full of pain in her eyes.
Staring at the girl with cold eyebrows, Leng Qingtang reached out and grabbed her shoulders, and said decisively:
"I can help you leave the palace and do what you want to do. In any case, I only want you to be yourself, not a puppet at the mercy of others!"
With a heavy blow in his heart, Gu Yunxi was stunned on the spot, tears faintly surging under his eyes.
For a while, she faintly spoke:
"This is a slave and maid's business."
Fleeing, Hao wrist was caught in a big dumpling, he coldly shouted:
"Don't force me to do it, you sold your fake palace membership!"
She trembled, and she turned her head in horror.
It seems that he already knows...
He held her by the shoulders and held her in his arms for a moment, his deep voice expressing his affectionate pulse:
"I can protect you, as I said before, I will protect you whenever you want."
This sentence is exactly what he said to her in the East Factory that year.
"Girl, go back to the East Factory, back to my side, okay?"
He closed his eyes and begged, and the exquisitely cut jaw was pressed against her neck.
Once the disguise is dismantled by Governor Leng, any cover-up is futile.
At this moment, she was disturbed by too many things, forced the tears that were about to roll off to break free from his arms, sneered at him infatually, and there was a bitter soft voice between her lips and teeth:
"You can't go back... You said that if you can't avoid it, you have to fight with ghosts. Now I am trapped in it, and everything... can't go back to the past.
She walked in the night step by step, and finally turned into grief and rush.
Leng Qingtang stood dazedly among the bamboo forests, watching Gu Yunxi's desolate departure. The familiar silhouette of his back was so sad and thin.