Chapter 950

Tonight's Kunning palace, with thousands of lamps, looks like a dragon palace in water mist.

Nanbaoyi steps into the bedroom hall, but empress Shen is still awake.

In the corner of the bedroom hall, there are six gold and pink landscape screens. Empress Shen is leaning on the imperial concubine's couch by the west window. The silk bedclothes are scattered, and the white fox face mask is placed on the pillow.

Nan Bao Yi took back his sight and gave a gift: "please give my wife good-bye."

Shen Jiang lowered her long curled eyelashes: "do you hear me?"

"What do you hear?"

"Their curse."

Nanbaoyi respectfully said: "I only heard the rain."

Shen Jiang smiles.

She played with the white fox mask, and her voice was as ethereal as autumn rain outside the court: "I drank some wine at dusk, and I saw him again in my dream tonight But after he woke up, he still disappeared. I can't see, I can't touch, I can't catch... "

The white fox mask, deep in her heart.

She closed her eyes.

Her long eyelashes cast shadows on her fair cheek, and trembled violently under the candle fire.

"When I wake up, I can't hear the sound of his piano or the autumn rain outside the hall. I only hear the hoarse voice of the old man abusing and abusing the female chicken sichen of our palace, and the harem's political affairs..."

Her ending is tinged with astringency.

There is no ripe persimmon.

Nanbaoyi is silent and does not know how to respond to her.

In the daytime, empress Shen is so high that even the Phoenix crown is cold.

But empress Shen at night seems to be more emotional and lively than during the day. She has love and hatred, and is more like a living person.

Shen Jiang raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"Hearing those curses, my palace can't sleep and eat well." She opened Danfeng's eyes slightly, and her eyes fell on the quiet face of Nanbao clothes, "Nanqing, go and drive them all away."

"Here it is."

Nanbaoyi bowed his knees and gave a gift and slowly withdrew from the bedroom hall.

Shen Jiang watched her figure.

The girl was passing through the bead curtain and whispered to the maids: "it's hard to sleep in autumn night. I'll get a bowl of tranquilizing tea for the empress, and the incense in the bedroom hall will be changed into tranquilizing one."

Shen Jiang looked at it coldly.

Her son wanted to take her life.

The girl she admires is wandering around her with a hypocritical face all day long. It seems that she is loyal enough to notice all the details. However, only she knows that nanbaoyi is just a knife made by a Yan Ji

Behind the screen of gold powder, cough sounds suddenly.

Shen Jiang looked coldly.

The handsome man in white bedclothes came out with the screen.

Even though he is middle-aged, he is born in the royal family of Xiao family. Although he is not as dignified as the son of heaven, he has a noble air between his eyebrows, just like Zhilan Yushu and snow in the mountains.

Shen Jiang sat up and collected the extra emotion: "washed up?"

Xiao Yu's eyes fell on the fox mask beside her pillow.

Shen Jiang hid his mask under his pillow and said in a deep voice, "look again. I've dug your eyes."

Xiao Yu faintly smiles, but the pupil is as black as the abyss.

He sat down on the imperial concubine's couch, slowly untied his clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "remember him?"

Shen Jiang stares at him.

His brow bone and nose bridge are very tall, the side face is very good-looking, but she is extremely disgusted.

She approached his ear like evil: "every night, every night, thinking deeply."

Xiao Yu unties the hand of tie of dress lapel, slightly a meal.

Shen Jiang's tone was even worse: "remember him for the first half of my life, and I will remember him for the rest of my life. However, to you, this palace has only hatred. If it wasn't for you, my palace would end up with him in the south of the Yangtze River. I hate you and hate this palace! "

Xiao Yu lowered her eyes.

After a long time, he chuckled: "very good. Hate, originally than love to come long, but also more difficult to forget than love

"Pa!"

Shen Jiang slapped him on the face.

Tonight is the middle of the month. According to the custom, the emperor should stay in the Queen's palace.

The curtains were falling.

Autumn rain patters, the full moon, covered by thick clouds.

The situation in the account is not fierce, more like a revenge of indulgence and humiliation.

Half an hour later.

Shen Jiang lifted the curtain: "medicine."

The confidant official bowed her head and brought a bowl of medicine respectfully.

Brown medicine juice, filled with shallow smell.

Shen Jiang picked up and drank it off with familiarity.

When I was young, I sometimes forgot to drink the chicken soup, which made me pregnant with those children.

Because they hate their father, so they also hate them.

Love is not, hate is not, those feelings in the long years, gradually ferment and twist into more complex emotions.

In the account.

Xiao Yu sat up.

He quietly watched to drink medicine for her. There was an indescribable complexity in the phoenix eye.He put his handkerchief over his mouth and coughed a few times, and his face became paler.

When these things happened in Kunning palace, outside the palace.

The maids carried lanterns and umbrellas, surrounded by Nanbao clothes.

Nan Baoyi stood under the umbrella in his cloak.

The warm yellow palace lantern lights up the rain curtain, and the old people with white hair kneel in the rain, crying and admonishing voice one after another.

It's autumn, and the night rain is as cold as bone.

Nanbao Yi Wensheng: "why do you need to be like this? If it's you, it's not worth the loss. "

The head of the old man, hoarse and resolute: "if we don't achieve our goal, we will crash to death in front of the palace gate, to die clear will, admonish the emperor!"

Nanbaoyi picks eyebrows: "Niang is also for the country's consideration, the adults are old, can not understand the mother's good intentions."

The old man was angry and said, "the hen is in charge of the morning! Shen Jiang is not a good thing. Your nanbaoyi is her running dog, and you are not a good thing either

"It's stubborn..."

Nanbaoyi sighed: "to tell you the truth, even if you are killed in front of the palace tonight, you can't shake your mother's will. If you are old, it's better to go back and forth and enjoy your grandchildren. After a lifetime of hard work, you don't want to Is it not a good ending

The girl has a charming smile and a gentle voice.

However, it is not weak at all.

A group of old people who had been through two or three generations of emperors suddenly got angry.

They yelled: "I've never seen such an enchantress as you! Nanbaoyi, when you were in the imperial court, your mother was still in her infancy. What qualifications do you have to talk to us? Ask Shen Jiang to come out and talk to us! "

Nanbao clothes languidly bowed his head and trimmed his big sleeves.

She raised the corners of her mouth, and her voice showed a little impatience: "Niang is already sleeping, and I have no time to pay attention to you. Since they are so stubborn, they disturb the maids and drive them into the palace -- "

" wait a minute. "

The voice of Qingyue comes from the rain.

A palace lantern from far to near, the man in dark red robe, is holding an umbrella.

Four eyes are opposite.

Second brother

Nanbao Yi's eyes flashed a light, and afraid of being found in the heart of the small joy, quickly quietly pressed down the corners of his mouth.

She was serious: "what is king Yong going to do?"

Xiao Yi had already come to her and confronted her.

He is a beautiful old man in the past? It's better to have a good relationship with the empress dowager, and she won't have the reputation of treating the old man harshly. "

He looks serious.

But Nan Bao Yi's sharp eyes, saw the Luo stockings he hid in his arms, and accidentally showed a small white corner.

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