Looking up, I saw the red wintersweet blooming like a torch in the corner of the wall, showing off wantonly, not at all like the elegant and reserved plum blossoms. A gust of wind blew past, burning people's eyes up. …
A vague panic flashed across Qingyun's heart, but he couldn't tell what it was when he wanted to grab it. Her pair of bare hands were as pale as snow under the moon, against the gorgeous neon dress, the white was dazzling.
The horror gradually became clear, and it turned out that he saw himself. Qingyun seems to see that he is like this lonely feather dress, maybe he will be in this Palace of Wangyou forever, loveless and ruthless, until the beauty passes away.
A tear fell silently on her palm.
Qingyun raised his face, gently wiped away the water marks on his cheeks, put the gorgeous feather dress into a box, and smiled silently.
Before evening, Qingyun asked the servant to close the door. She took a rest early and lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Tossing and turning, she heard someone knocking on the door.
The little maid came in and said, "Princess, the emperor is here."
Before Qingyun got up, Huo Jingyun had already walked in.
His face was slightly red, and he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine.
Qingyun put the quilt over his body vigilantly. Shark yarn flicked. The candlelight flickered, and Huo Jingyun's slender shadow was reflected there, making the night quieter and deeper.
"Today is your day of great joy, what are you doing here at Qingyun so late?" Qingyun asked.
Huo Jingyun just stood there, he was only wearing a bright yellow jacket inside.
"I just married her. What I said to you is serious." Huo Jingyun looked at Qingyun, his eyes were shining with stars.
Qingyun said: "Senior brother said this, do you know that woman can give her life to you."
Huo Jingyun said: "I already told her when we got engaged that I can't give her too much, she agreed. I helped his father regain the family business, and she married me."
Qingyun said: "Brother, you don't have to tell me these things."
Huo Jingyun's eyes showed deep disappointment: "Qingyun, are you not unhappy that I married someone else?"
"No, brother should have a woman by his side."
Huo Jingyun took a deep look at her, "Okay, you can rest." He calmly withdrew his gaze, turned around lightly, his back was rustling and silent.
From the second day of his wedding, Huo Jingyun would sit in Qingyun's palace for a while whenever he went to the harem. Every time there was a reward, what Concubine Shu had, Qingyun had, and only a little more.
It was widely rumored in the palace that the new emperor had deep affection for Princess Qingyun. The two are deeply in love with each other.
It's two days before Chinese New Year, and it's surprisingly cold.
The trees outside are covered with large and small red lanterns, adding a joy to the icy harem.
Qingyun likes winter, especially the snow in winter, which is clean and pure, making people have no distracting thoughts.
The pure white snowflakes were blown involuntarily by the bitter wind, dancing in the air, occasionally flying into the window, but in a flash, they turned into cold drops of water.
Qingyun was wearing a lavender cloak, holding a small heater in his hand, standing quietly under a plum tree in full bloom in the plum garden.
She watched the little snow particles on her hands turn into drops of water. The impermanence of life and death, the impermanence of prosperity, are just a momentary matter.
It was as if snowdrops had entered her eyes, which gradually moistened and turned into cold tears.
The afternoon sun reflected the silver snow on the ground, but there was a sudden sound of laughter in this quiet courtyard.
"Your Majesty, you must slow down, the servants in this yard are lazy, and the snow hasn't been swept clean, so be careful not to slip!" A servant's voice came.
"Why is there still someone there! Who is there, disturbing the maiden's cleanliness!" A female voice came over.
Another voice beside him said: "It seems to be that Beiyi princess!" The servant's voice.
Xiao Jing whispered to Qing Yun: "Princess, Concubine Shu is here."
Qingyun turned around and saw a group of people standing not far behind him, full of flowers.
The one in the middle was wearing a bright red cloak. He was tall, with high browbones, sunken eye sockets, and bright eyes, showing a faint shrewdness.
This is the woman Huo Jingyun married. If in the past, Huo Jingyun married a woman, Qingyun must be very happy, she is the person who most hopes that her brother can be happy, now Qingyun has mixed feelings in his heart.
She bowed and gave a salute, "Mother Wanan."
Concubine Shu nodded, "Princess, in this world of ice and snow, the princess also has the pleasure of admiring flowers here."
Qingyun said: "Qingyun has always liked white snow and red plums. Qingyun has been here for a long time, and I don't want to disturb the empress to enjoy the flowers. Please redeem Qingyun and go back to the palace first."
After Qingyun finished speaking, he wanted to leave.
"Princess stay here," she looked at Qingyun, "Now there are only the two of us in the emperor's harem. I heard that the emperor is going to marry the princess after the new year, so we shouldn't be too unreasonable."
Qingyun said: "Sometimes Qingyun will pay my respects to your mother, it really took too long to come out today."
"Your Majesty, the Emperor just gave her that priceless feather dress! It was originally a gift from other countries to congratulate the Empress and the Emperor on their wedding!" A maid next to Concubine Shu said unconvinced.
Concubine Shu smiled slightly: "The emperor has given me enough, I don't have to worry about a feather dress. I also want to ask the princess to appreciate the plum blossoms together."
She stepped forward and grabbed Qing Yun's hand, "Princess, how about staying a little longer?"
Seeing what she said, Qingyun had to agree, she didn't understand why this empress insisted on keeping her.
She took Qingyun's hand and said: "I heard that the princess is only seventeen years old, and I'm already twenty. Almost all girls at this age have children. Me and my seven-year-old brother. It was the emperor who helped me."
Qingyun didn't speak, she didn't understand why Concubine Shu said so much to her.
"I married the emperor to repay my kindness, so don't take it to heart."
Qingyun looked at her: "You don't need to tell me this, you are already his concubine."
Concubine Shu said: "The emperor has told me that he only has you in his heart. I mean you don't have to worry about me and him, he doesn't like me."
Qingyun stared at her with wide eyes, this woman is definitely different from others. Not an ordinary woman in a deep boudoir.
But Qingyun didn't want to talk to her too much. Regarding the grievances between herself, Huo Jingyun, and Ling Chen, she and Concubine Shu didn't have the kind of friendship that said everything.
"You are the first woman he marries. You are so smart, he will like you. I really want to go back." Qing Yun wanted to break free of his hand.
Concubine Shu still didn't let him go. She approached her and said in a low voice: "But I like him. I have liked him since I was a child. My father and Uncle Huo are friends. I have known him since we were young."
Qing Yun finally understood what Concubine Shu wanted to say to her. Concubine Shu took her hand and walked slowly forward. The girls and servants at the back saw that they were very close. Even Xiao Jing felt that Concubine Shu was really easy to get along with. .
Qingyun said: "Don't worry, he is just my brother, I have a lover. It's not him."
Concubine Shu looked forward: "You know, my father was framed last year, but before that, I was also a lady, why didn't I marry? It's because I was waiting for him!"
Qingyun stopped and asked her: "What exactly is your empress going to say to Qingyun?"