Chapter 1038

Nanbaoyi sits opposite her and reaches for a jade rabbit moon cake.

Before she could eat, empress Shen knocked the back of her hand with chopsticks and chopsticks.

She covered the back of her red hand and reluctantly put the moon cake back: "empress, the visitor is a guest. Can't I even eat a piece of moon cake for you?"

Shen Jiangmei's eyes were cold and thin, and her lips pulled out a sneer: "sacrifice him, what do you eat?"

Nanbao Yi glanced at the jade bottle on the windowsill.

She knew that the jade bottle was filled with red pills, which was refined by the first emperor with blood for Empress Shen before he died, so that she would not be tortured by poisonous insects when he was away.

She murmured, "if you don't cherish it when you are alive, it's sacrifice when you die People die as if the lamp is off. If you sacrifice here, people will not receive it... "

Receiving Shen Jiang's indifferent eyes, she closed her mouth in silence.

Shen Jiang took out a pair of shoes from the box.

She pushed her shoes in front of Nanbao clothes.

It's a pair of black red shoes, which is worn by the emperor.

Is this the gift that your elder brother's two hands made for the empress

Shen Jiang said coldly: "my eyesight is good. I can see that it was made by my own hands."

Nan Baoyi is silent.

This pair of red shoes is crooked and twisted. The sizes of the shoes are different. The patterns embroidered with gold thread are also very twisted and crude. I know that the embroidery is a dragon like pattern. If I don't know, I think it's earthworm drilling mud. Even her embroidery is inferior to her embroidery.

It's hard for her to see.

Her hypocritical compliment: "Niang's craftsmanship is refined, which can be seen at a glance."

"In the past, I was immersed in hatred, and several children also hated it..." Shen Jiang droops his eyes, pours wine for himself, raises his head and drinks it all. His eyes are red a little bit, "it's my fault after all."

Through the window of the moon, such as water.

She drinks alone under the moon, lonely and lonely.

Nan Baoyi holds a small face.

There is nothing touching.

After all, she had been with empress Shen for so long. She knew that queen Shen was not the one who confessed her mistake. She must be plotting something.

She smiles and tells the maid to take the red shoes and leave.

Step out of the bedroom, she stood under the eaves of the palace and asked mammy in a low voice: "what has the empress been doing recently? Who can be seen?"

Mammy Gong said: "Niang Niang often transcribes Buddhist scriptures recently, saying that she wants to pray for the emperor. After copying the Buddhist scriptures, when you have nothing to do at night, you often sit where you are standing to see the palace and scenery in the distance. "

Nan Baoyi nodded.

When she looked out into the distance, she saw only the dark and dense hall in the cold palace. Under the palace were several green palace lanterns, which glowed with cold green in the long night of the Mid Autumn Festival.

She was curious: "who lives in the palace over there?"

Mammy looked at them and said, "they are all beauties from other families. The first emperor was impatient to see them stay in the back palace, so he moved them to the cold palace."

Nanbaoyi "Oh" sound.

She went outside the cold palace.

The moon is bright and the road is long and narrow. The Osmanthus fragrans trees on both sides are thin and slanting. In front of us, a pond is passing by. As soon as the wind blows, the golden osmanthus petals like grains of rice fall on the water surface, and the fragrance is fragrant and refreshing.

In the quiet light wind, suddenly mixed with the golden bell.

Nanbao Yi looks out.

The girl in the colorful woven luoru skirt sits by the pond, immersing her feet in the water without fear of cold. From time to time, she picks up the flowers with a smile, and the little golden bell on her wrist rings.

Yu Wei quickly protected Nan Baoyi and advised him cautiously: "there are many madmen in the cold palace. Don't look at it. You'd better go back soon?"

Nan Baoyi nodded.

She tightened her cloak and was about to leave when she saw a red gauze lamp beside the girl.

Lights jump, gorgeous like flowers in a cold night.

The golden fire, gradually occupied her pupil.

The scene in front of her is gradually blurred, and someone is calling her:

"Jiaojiao, Niang Jiaojiao..."

The soft voice seems to be very close, but also seems to be far away.

She seemed to step on a warm sea of golden clouds. When she looked around, her mother's gentle face, which was about to be forgotten, reappeared before her eyes.

She was stunned: "mother?"

The mother took her hand and touched her cheek with pity: "without the protection of my mother, I have been very difficult these years."

Memories of childhood come to me.

Nanbaoyi's nose is sour: "mother..."

She missed her mother so much.

In recent years, she has been wandering around. Only on New Year's festivals can she offer sacrifices to her mother's memorial tablet. It is her unfilial duty not to go to her mother's grave in person.

As if she was a child, her mother hugged her and kissed her forehead: "Aung, take you away, OK?"

Mother's arms are very warm.Nanbaoyi was dazed. When the word "good" in her throat was about to be uttered, the warm golden sea of clouds around her suddenly disappeared, leaving only a piece of dark light and shadow. The wind coming from her face was full of piercing coldness, reminding her that everything she had just just been illusory.

"Why do you want to turn off my light?"

The golden bell rings.

The clear female voice is a bit immature, who is being asked angrily.

Nan Baoyi staggers to hold the hand of aftertaste, follow the sound to see.

Xiao Sui did not know when he appeared and was slowly twisting an ancient coin.

There are black burn marks on the ancient coins. It seems that it put out the red gauze lamp.

Under the moon, the shadow of Osmanthus is sparse.

Lang Jun is thin and thin in white, but his posture is very elegant, just like the snow on the snow capped mountain.

Holding a string of Buddhist beads between his wrists, he glanced askance at the little girl in the colorful luoru skirt: "witchcraft is the most taboo in the palace. What are your sins when you play these tricks?"

The little girl snorted heavily and ignored him. She picked up her crimson gauze lamp and walked away quickly. The colorful silk ribbons hanging on her waist and wrist rang one after another.

Out of a few steps, she suddenly looked back and looked at nanbaoyi with a smile.

That smile is a bit naive, a bit weird, inexplicably creepy.

After she left, Nan Baoyi was curious: "who is she?"

Xiao Sui put away the ancient coins: "a few years ago, foreign people came to present to my father's beauty."

The wind near the pond was a little strong. His sleeves were bulging, and he began to cough weakly and violently. He was supported by his attendants and did not fall into the water.

Seeing this, Nan Baoyi apologized: "I ran into the Hetu Luoshu you needed in Jinling Dragon Palace, but I didn't dare to take them because they were used to suppress the Dragon veins."

"No harm." Xiao Sui didn't care, "if you take it, it's really going to be an accident."

Nanbaoyi is not a member of Xuanmen. I don't understand this.

She was very curious about the witchcraft that the little girl had just used, and what natural mechanism had made Xiao Sui so weak that she was just dispirited. She was obviously unwilling to tell her about this.

She only said, "are you here to visit queen Shen, too?"

Xiao with a slight nod: "in the end is the mother."

He and his entourage went away.

Nanbao clothes accost, also had to return to the bedroom.

A weak and a Chou have gone to sleep.

The second brother, dressed in a plain medium coat and sitting cross legged on a dragon couch, is holding a short desk. He is writing something in a flowing stream with a red pen. When he is finished, he blows it with care and covers the national seal seriously.

The palace lamp is bright.

He gazed at the edict with long eyelashes, a smile in his thin lips, and a soft light in his eyes.

"Second brother!"

Nanbao clothes holding red Xi, crisp raw to call a sentence.

Xiao Yi came back to his mind and hid the imperial edict quietly.

Glancing over the pair of red shoes, he bent Danfeng's eyes: "did you do it yourself? Did you hurt your hand? "

Seeing that the little girl's hands were delicate and tender, he let go of his heart and said in solemn praise: "it is indeed our delicate and beautiful work, which is even better than that of the embroiderer in the palace. Take it and I'll try the size

No wonder he recognized it at a glance. The embroidery work of Panlong was very bad. It was like duck intestines. At first sight, it was made by nanjiaojiao. However, he did not dare not boast.

Nanbao was stunned and angry: "I didn't give you this. My embroidery work is much better than this! Empress Shen sent it to you to make up for the debt

Xiao Yi said: Oh, take it and throw it away. So ugly, look at the diaphragm. "

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