Chapter 158: Qingtian Own Overnight Road (Part 1) (2)

And when they just breathed a sigh of relief, they realized that I was not dead and was taken back to the palace by the emperor.
I believe they must have been panicking at that time, afraid that I would be spoiled again, afraid that I would discover the truth.
But I didn't want to let me know the truth from their mouths.
I opened my eyes in the dark, and at this time my eyes could finally see all that. But what I have to face again at this time, it seems that there is only endless loneliness and death.
However, I still can't die. Not only can I not die, I have to find out the truth, the truth about the death of my father. I want to retaliate, the murderer who killed the flesh and blood in my abdomen. In how many days, I seem to have forgotten that child, just because its father is the emperor. However, it has existed after all, and it was also my hope, bringing me short-term happiness and joy. I will never forget.
I will not die, even if I linger, I will live. I have to wait for the opportunity to return to the harem, to solve all my confusion, all thoughts, and all the old things.
Seeing the boundless snow in front of me, I told myself that what is left now is an opportunity.
The first ray of sunlight in the early spring came in from the broken low backyard wall, and I finally survived this cold winter. However, in this winter, I know that what is colder than winter is the human heart.
The snow gradually melted away. I filled the snow water with those porcelain plates before, tore a piece of summer clothes into a veil, and began to wipe my body slowly and solemnly.
I re-examined the marks left on my body by the torment of the past six months. In addition to being dirty, there were also tired frostbite. The original Ruyu Xuejiao was hidden under the bruises of bruises, but if you take care of it carefully, you will still recover after some time.
During this period, I asked Brother Zhao to help me get some plasters to treat frostbite, and I asked him to bring me some nectar that nourishes my body. Brother Zhao knew my determination, and he himself hoped to be able to leave such a place, so he tried to give it to me.
The first shoot broke out on the branch that crossed the wall. The fresh, almost unreal green color gave me endless hope. There are also birds, because it’s inaccessible here, there are a lot of birds building nests on that branch, chirping every day, it’s so lively. I no longer feel lonely, but the unwillingness and resentment in my heart have been gnawing at me, making me feel utterly cold when I wake up in the middle of the night.
When the sky became like a horse of bright blue satin, the low backyard wall eventually collapsed due to disrepair. I was sitting in the courtyard that day and heard the "boom". When I turned my head, the shimmering lake appeared in front of me. The twilight was like a floating light and the shadows faded above it, with strands of light and misty vapors...
I looked up, the water wave spread far away, the water and the sky were endless. For some reason, my tears couldn't help falling after seeing the vast water surface. The heart was beating violently, and an inexplicable excitement filled the whole body.
Go down into the lake carefully in the middle of the night, and scrub your body with the leaves and petals picked during the day. In the rippling water, a bright moon burst out of the clouds, sprinkling a little bit of brilliance. I felt the gentle caress of the water waves, as if his warm hands were hugging me. Can not help but indulge.
After washing, he pushed the bamboo basket that he brought into the water, and watched it drift further and further, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There is only one piece of Supa in the bamboo basket, with a word on it. The word itself may not shock people's hearts, but it was written on it with blood when I bit my finger. The dark red color with the no-white Supa, is infinitely sad, just like the word.
"If life is just as you see it at first, what's the matter with the West Wind and Sad Painting Fan?
Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's minds, but the old people's minds are changeable.
Lishan said that after midnight, the night rain and Lin Ling did not complain.
How lucky is Jin Yi'er, like the wish of the same day. "?
I don't expect to be picked up by Shen Xiyao himself, as long as it is a palace lady eunuch. This word is very suitable for singing, as long as it can reach his ears, as long as it can give him a trace of fluctuations in his heart, and don't let him wander in those Yinggeyan shadows and forget me, just fine.
The sky in early spring is always so blue and so transparent, I often see it all day. Every night I go to the lake to wash myself and clothes, and then moisturize my body with honeydew. Gradually, the dirt on the clothes faded, and the skin gradually returned to its original whiteness. It's just that weight loss cannot be changed, but as long as it is properly concealed, there can still be a different style.
I am not in a hurry, I am still waiting, using these time to recover myself, and also waiting for an opportunity.
The clouds that day were so soft, floating in the sky like cotton flowers. There is a gentle wind blowing on my cheek from time to time. I closed my eyes and felt the wonderful breath of spring, and felt the sweet smell of the new buds among the branches. Suddenly, something stroking from the surface, I opened my eyes in surprise, a bright butterfly-like kite Just behind me, lying quietly on the undecorated grass, so bright and dazzling, I saw the exquisite patterns on the butterfly wings painted with the finest colored glaze, bright in color and good in texture.
It can be imagined that the status of the owner of this kite will not be low.
Footsteps and voices came from a distance, the voices of some women, anxious but arrogant.
This tone is too familiar to me. It is not the tone of the concubine's speech, but it must be the tone of the maid who has to spoil her concubine.
I smiled softly, bowed to the sky, covered my face with a veil, picked up the kite, and quickly hid it in the corner of the abandoned palace. I stood in silence. The heart, but it keeps beating.
I thank God, so soon, it gave me an opportunity.
The sound of footsteps came from the other side of the wall, sounding more than one person. Then, the dilapidated and half-slanted door was pushed open, and two spring-like figures flashed out from behind the door. The bright clothes and the energetic and graceful face were incompatible with such a run-down courtyard.
"Hey, there is no one here." A woman's voice came, with a little surprise: "I didn't see the kite either."
I hid behind the door of the room, clutching the kite tightly in my hand, looking out from the crack of the door.
"This place is so gloomy and scary when you look at it, so let's go back soon." A woman in a bi-colored court lady's costume shrank her shoulders and said timidly.
"How do you do that? This kite was given to Empress Zhaorong by the emperor. How can I explain it if it is lost? Empress is still waiting." Another court lady in a sky blue court lady's uniform said, with a tone of unwillingness and some force. Calm. Judging from her clothes and tone, she should be a bit higher than the Bishan palace lady.
"Let's go to the back and look for it. Maybe we fell behind." The blue-shirted woman looked around and said, "This yard is quite big."
As they said, I walked towards the backyard. I smiled and leaned on the door, watching their flower-bone figure disappear behind the porch, and listening quietly, the sound of their speech still coming.
"Sister Hui, I'm so scared. This is Leng Gong, right?"
"This is not the cold palace." The blue-shirted woman deliberately lowered and said: "Look at these carved lattices. I heard that the ones in the Liufei Palace are not comparable to this one."
"Then here?" The Bishan woman asked in confusion.
"I heard that this is the palace of the former concubine of Minghui Emperor." The blue-shirted woman was a little bit proud.
"Secret concubine? Is that the legendary concubine?" The Bishan woman seemed very surprised.
"Yes, so since the secret concubine disappeared, this place has been abandoned. It is said that there is a monster." The blue-shirted woman's tone was also a little more scared.
"I heard that Emperor Hui is very fond of that secret concubine. It should have been very beautiful here." The Bishan woman said.
"What's the use of being beautiful? It's not a broken palace room yet. Everyone dare not come. Let's look for it, the empress is still waiting for us." The blue shirt woman said impatiently.
"Will the empress come?" The Bishan woman said unconsciously.
"How come the empress comes to such a place, don't talk nonsense." The blue-shirted woman immediately scolded: "If you say this, you won't be afraid that empress will hear bad luck. Be careful next time."
"Where is it? Did you see it?" Soon, the blue-shirted woman's figure resounded again.
"No, not here, nor on the lake. But we saw that we fell into this yard. Didn't it?" The Bishan woman spoke with obvious fear, with a slight trill.
"During the day... Don't talk nonsense, no. Or, let's go back first." The blue shirt woman was obviously frightened.
I watched them disappear outside the door, my hands tightened, but I still didn't take a step. Because I know that this is not my opportunity.
Although this abandoned palace is not guarded by guards and the door is not locked, I cannot go out by myself. I must find an identity for myself and leave here with integrity.
I looked at the delicate kite in my hand and the colorful streamer that the beautiful patterns on it could still reflect in the dark room. I thought, if it was really given by Shen Xiyao, then they would definitely come back again.
Sure enough, after noon, footsteps came again. Leaning on the door, I saw a beautiful and dignified woman walking out of the place where the shadow of the tree was whirling. Wearing a light ocher lingluo broad-brimmed bamboo-leaf skirt with a floating azure mandarin duck jade belt. The temples are like clouds, and the peach blossoms are all over the face.
For a moment, at first glance, I seemed to see myself as I had just entered the palace.
"Niangniang, slow down, be careful..." The blue-shirted palace lady named Huier carefully helped the woman down the damaged steps.
"I said Master, why do you have to come to such a place? Here..."
Huier didn't finish her words, the woman smiled, "After all, it's something from Saburo's pros, how can I lose it?"
Saburo...My heart is shaken, this should be what she calls Shen Xiyao...
Looking at the woman in front of me, she was actually the woman who Zijuan called "Sister Yi" in the Zibi Mountain House that day. I want to come, and Haoyue told me about it, now the holy family has the strongest Yi Zhaorong.
My heart seemed to be squeezed hard, not painful, but extremely sour. Like an immature green plum, just a light bite will cause unconscious tears to flow out.
Now, she should be the most favored woman beside Shen Xiyao. From her sweet "San Lang" to the happiness that cannot be concealed on her face, they all explain this fact.
"Oh, Xue'er, come back!" Hui'er exclaimed. I followed her voice, and a cloud of snow-white color ran towards me. After a closer look, it was a white cat.
My heart moved, this cat, I have seen and familiar with it. I couldn't help but feel God's arrangement again, he did not leave me behind, but has been laying opportunities for me.
It was a cold winter night, I curled up into a ball, hugging the quilt tightly, and gathered all the straw to my side. But it was still cold, too cold to fall asleep, the moment the breath that was so cold that it left the body, it lost its temperature. It was dark all around, but there was light outside the window, which was the cold light reflected by the snowflakes wrapped in the northeast wind. There was a gust of wind, and snow on the roof kept falling, and soon a thin layer was spread on the ground.