On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month of Cheng Yu's first year, the winter night seemed particularly cold. Qing lied close to the collar and sighed slightly. The white mist seemed to be true and illusion before her eyes. Such a cold season recalled the old things and only missed that person. But it's okay...
Turned around and entered the house, but saw that Lianye put the stove into Qingli's hand anxiously, saying: "Miss, it's not like before. Tonight is so cold, the lady ran out eagerly, hoping to let the slaves worry."
Seeing Lian Ye's anxious appearance, Qing Li only smiled faintly: "A Ye, you are the only one who cares about my broken body, it doesn't matter whether it's cold or not."
Lian Ye cuddled Qingli into the couch, replaced the cloak that was already covered with snowflakes, was about to wait for Qingli to fall asleep, but heard Xiaoyunzi outside the hall report: "Manny, Concubine Ning from Fuyidian is here, do you think it is okay? pass?"
Qingli lifted the curtain, helped Lianye's hand, and said, "Let her come in. I will go to meet her as soon as I dress."
Xiao Yunzi stepped back when she got a word. Lian Ye served Qing Li and changed her clothes. Then she entered the main hall and saw Concubine Ning seated in her gorgeous dress. Looking back, she saw Qing Li and put down the tea cup in her hand. Flicked his hand and said, "Concubine Yu is here, but I am waiting for this palace."
Qingli stepped forward, sat down straight without saluting, and said coldly: "I don't know why the mother is visiting tonight, why?"
Concubine Ning seems to have been used to it for a long time, but she is not angry, she strokes her belly and smiles: "My sister may not know it yet. My palace is pregnant. The first thing that comes to mind is to tell my sister."
Qingli snorted coldly: "I think it's a big deal, and it's so hard for you to visit my Ci Ning Temple, Niang Niang. You should go and tell your Majesty that you wait for the good news, Niang Niang."
Lian Ye pulled Qingli's sleeve to the side to signal her not to upset the imperial concubine. When Qing Liquan didn’t see it, Xiangning was already angry, “When you were in the palace, you killed the king’s first child, but this palace will tell you now that the future will not be so easy. Up!"
Qing Li was very tired today, and said coldly: "I didn't kill that child. If you have the ability, you should hurry up and talk to Wang Shang, forgive me!"
Xiangning said bitterly: "Qingli, my palace will not believe it, the king will always spoil you!"
After saying that, she took the hand of the grand palace lady Ziye and got up and left. Qingli got up and said to Lianye: "Let’s rest early, I'm very tired now."
Lian Ye helped Qing Li into the house. After Lian Ye finished serving, she turned off the lights, but she couldn't sleep. His mind was full of memories of the past... Mo mirage, this debt, I will. I want you to repay in this life, endlessly
The next day, Lian Ye was Qingli's dark blue cloak, and the whole body revealed an icy atmosphere, just like the people of Qingli, never moved or liked.
She was planning to go to the snow with Lian Ye, but she had just walked out of the palace gate, but Mo Mirage walked in. Qingli stopped and stared at the man in front of him coldly.
He walked up to Qing Li, with an unhappy expression: "Your body is still very weak, the sky is so cold, why not just stay in the temple?"
Lian Ye replied softly: "Miss said I want to see the snow scene." Mo Mirage came forward and took her hand, frowning and said: "Why is it so cold? You are not allowed to go anywhere today, and enter the hall!"
Qing Li was speechless, so she had to follow him. There was a palace lady in the hall that had set the heater. As soon as Mo Mirage entered the back room, he took off his outer robe. Qing Li's face was a little flushed, and Mo Mirage walked over to untie her great cloak.
Mo Mirage felt Qing Li's warm breath and stretched out his arm around her waist, but Qing Li took a step back with a look of fear. Unexpectedly, Mo Mirage was irritated by this subtle movement.
He sneered and said, "Why, so afraid of me?" Qing Li pressed her lips tightly, feeling a little flustered, but Mo Mirage suddenly kissed her lips hard, Lian Ye hurriedly lowered her head, and Qing Li pushed his hands with both hands. The chest has no effect.
It took a long time to let go of her, looked at her slightly red and swollen lips and smiled faintly: "Today is a palace banquet, to celebrate the concubine's pregnancy." Qing Li panted slightly and said, "I'm not going."
Mo Mirage squeezed her wrist vigorously, and said angrily: "I can't help you! You are already my woman, don't have those unrealistic dreams!"
After that, he took Qingli's hand and walked towards Yixiangtai, where the palace banquet was held. Qingli felt a haze before her eyes. She couldn't see the future, and she almost couldn't even remember the past.
At noon, in Yixiangtai, the female family members of the Sixth Palace are all here. Mo Mirage is in the main seat, Qingli sits on the right side of the emperor's throne, and Concubine Ning sits on the left. She is in a red dress with gilt rim and shredded neon clothes. The slightly plump body showed a state of wealth, but at this time, Qing Li was full of careless eyes, let's look at the concubines who came forward to congratulate one by one.
At the same time of flattering, all eyes turned to the upper Mo Mirage, with a variety of styles and various charming gestures.
I saw Mo Mirage wave his sleeves. Fu Li, the chief eunuch next to him, had accepted the planned imperial decree, and read out loudly: "Following the heavens, your majesty wrote an edict. Here is the royal concubine Ning Shi. The joy of pregnancy is for this dynasty. The first heir in the first year, gentle and virtuous, gentle and virtuous, special and commendation, a pair of Panjin Dragon Ball, a pair of Tianyu Yaoqin, a number of orchids, etc., a total of 27 samples, promoted to the wife, and awarded the title Ning Wan, the Sixth Palace used this as an encouragement, and the edict was completed."
After the speech, the palace people were in an uproar, and Mrs. Ning Wan’s smile seemed to freeze. After waiting for a long while, she slowly raised her hand to accept the imperial decree, and tremblingly said: "Thank you, your majesty, Longen, the concubines will live up to the holy grace, rely on Your Majesty Long Ze is very grateful for your protection, thanks to Licheng."
Ji Dao is the imperial concubine after the pregnancy must be sealed, but I don’t want to have only the name of a lady. There are many people who steal the joy, and there are also those who regret it. Only Qingli took the lime and honey pomelo soup that Lianye handed over and savored carefully. Without any expression, Mo Mirage stood up and walked in front of Ning Wan, holding her up with his hands, only saying: "Madam is pregnant but it is hard work. These customary etiquettes can be avoided during pregnancy."
Ning Wan thanked her and took her seat. She only turned her head to look at Qing Li bitterly, with indescribable sadness in her eyes.
The dancer Yingying under the seat twisted her waist, softly and gently, and in accordance with the rhythm of the side, the singer's voice of heaven and earth slowly sang:
The quiet girl is a beautiful girl, leaving me at the corner of the city. Love but not see, scratch your head and hesitate. The quiet girl swears, and I am inconvenienced. Tong Guan Youwei, talking about the beauty of women. Self-herd and return to me, beautiful and different. The gangster is beauty, and the beauty is the one.
After listening to Qing Li, her eyes seemed to be misty, her heart, and the pure and beautiful woman in the song, for me and you, long ago no longer existed. She hadn't seen her. At this moment, Mo Mirage stared deeply at her, with infinite tenderness...