There are women in Kyoto, whose dancing posture is alluring. When dancing in the hall, they dance like a frightened bird, attracting a hundred birds to the phoenix. The young emperor was so beautiful that he made her a concubine.
Thus, Shangguan Lanzhi, a woman who overwhelms the crowd with her dancing posture, has stepped onto the pinnacle of her life since the day she entered the palace. , enjoy the supreme respect and glory.
This woman's life should have gradually ended under the envious or jealous eyes of countless people. However, she lost everything in an instant before the day when her life ended.
In the dark and damp Qinglan Pavilion, there are weeds growing all over the outside and spider webs all over the inside, and there is a chilly atmosphere everywhere.
The beauty in white stood by the window, staring at the dilapidated red lacquered gate with her beautiful eyes, her expression was sad, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes.
The prosperity of three thousand is empty in an instant.
She clasped her hands tightly, but her expression seemed unwilling.
However, it was gradually getting late, and there was not a single palace official outside the vermilion lacquered gate.
"Since ancient times, there have been many icing on the cake, but less charcoal in the snow. How unfair is God to me? Now that I have given it, why should I take it back? It's just a fool who doesn't understand anything. Why should I take away everything I have so hard to get? ? Why?"
The beauty standing by the window, sobbing softly, was gradually blown away by the wind in the silent yard.
Within a day, the small clothing bureau was already surrounded by rumors. Lian'er, who was holding a pile of clothes and was about to throw them into the basin, suddenly stopped and listened quietly to the chattering of the little maids. The discussion in the palace is no better than outside, the news spreads quickly, not to mention that in this small clothing bureau, you can know some gossip in the palace at the first time almost every day.
However, those little maids were very cautious, even when they were excited, they never forgot to check that there was no one around, and tried their best not to raise their voice too much.
Lian'er pretended to be nonchalant and put her clothes into the basin, then walked over, looking very interested, and joined the discussion team.
"Have you heard that Concubine Lan, who is usually proud and arrogant, was demoted, downgraded three levels in a row, and moved to Qinglan Pavilion. It's not much better than Lenggong, and no one has lived there for many years. You said, is this retribution? I heard that Concubine Lan pushed a beauty next to His Majesty down the steps a few days ago, and His Majesty Longyan was furious! Many people have been implicated!"
Another little girl shook her head contemptuously: "What you said is wrong, no! The girl next to His Majesty can't even tell anyone her name, let alone the title of beauty. It stands to reason that she would lie in front of His Majesty all day long. It is impossible for the non-commissioned officer not to remonstrate, even if she is a beautiful woman, she should have it, right?"
An unknown girl stumbled over a high-ranking imperial concubine. If His Majesty didn't pay attention to it, how could such a rare thing happen? If he won His Majesty's favor, why doesn't he even have a name
The little maids of the Huanyi Bureau naturally couldn't guess what His Majesty was thinking, they just liked to find a little bit of fun in this rigid life.
However, Lian'er was different. She followed King Jing alone and handled matters for King Jing for decades. She had already cultivated a delicate heart. Now, she heard this But my heart is cold. His Majesty dotes on the girl, but doesn't give her any title. How similar is this scene! Isn't that the case when you are in the palace
In the palace, Miss Yaoguang gave her sincerity, but only got a use. In this treacherous and treacherous palace, if Miss Yaoguang encounters the same treatment again, she doesn't know, that heart is still there. Will it be as full of vigor and vitality as the first time I saw it
This maidservant, whose eyes and age obviously did not match, at this moment, raised his head and looked at the square sky above that was cut into a square by the palace wall, and sighed softly.
This high-walled courtyard is full of confinement, how can a palace be compared to it
If he wants to take her out of the palace, even if his head is broken, is it possible