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"They are not as timid as you. They are the ones who usually clean here. I pay them and they help me clean every day."
Shangguan Jinghong's voice suddenly sounded faintly beside her ears, "You are only timid when it comes to disobeying me."
Qiaochu was stunned but did not refute. There was a gap between her and him on a certain topic.
He hated her for not believing it, and she didn't know whether she should believe it or not.
However, no one said anything more about that matter, and everyone carefully avoided it.
She just asked in surprise, "Why is this house arranged like this?"
"It was arranged according to my mother's preferences."
This answer was beyond Qiaochu's expectation, and he was slightly speechless, "No thanks, mother?"
"Um,"
"But how could she like to have a coffin in the hall?"
"When I was in the palace, I often watched her paint, and this is how she painted. The emperor thought Fangfei didn't like luxury. If Fangfei didn't like it, why would she decorate her place so gorgeously? My mother is the one who really doesn't like it. This is the room she dreams of living in, where she can live with her husband and children. It's simple, and that's enough."
Qiaochu immediately understood why there were men's and women's clothes and medicine boxes here.
Thinking about it this way, should there be a room or kitchen like this deep inside Tomb Chamber No. 19
But she would never know unless she could go back—
"I added this red coffin. My mother said that if the person she loved died one day, she would accompany him into the coffin."
Qiaochu was shocked when she heard this. She slowly looked at the red color beside her and suddenly remembered that the phoenix coffin unearthed in City A before the Dunhuang tomb was also vermilion. She had a professional problem and asked, "Are red coffins popular in Yuncang?"
"Could it be that... you are not from Yuncang?"
Behind his head, Shangguan Jinghong asked back calmly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qiaochu panicked for a moment, then quickly smiled back, "I've never died, so how would I know these customs? I thought you, Master Ba, are well-informed—"
Shangguan Jinghong laughed softly when she heard this; her laughter was ambiguous and made her feel a little frightened.
"According to ancient records, if a person is buried in a red coffin and red clothes and buried in a very dark place at a specific time, he or she can be resurrected and continue the previous relationship. It is said that the king of ancient Xiliang, Long Feili, used this method to bury his beloved concubine Nian, who had already died at the time. Later, Nian was resurrected. Of course, there is another saying that Nian was saved by an immortal. Who knows?"
This is similar to the Chinese legend of corpse transformation. After hearing about Concubine Chang, Qiaochu's fear of the coffin had been reduced a lot. But after hearing what he said, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He turned back and stared at him, saying solemnly: "You promised me that you would never build a mausoleum after your death. I have mentioned this to you again and again. You must remember your promise and don't dream of resurrection for thousands of years."
Shangguan Jinghong's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then he smiled and said, "You're a fool to agree to it, but it has nothing to do with me."
"you-"
Shangguan Jinghong just smiled lazily, didn't say anything, just looked at her anxiously.
"Liar! You even put down your seal. Go back and take a look yourself. You will be considered a person who has lost his word."
Qiaochu was so angry that he was shaking, and he turned his head away and ignored him.
He smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her jaw, turned her face to face him, and his eyes became equally serious, "Why."
"No reason," Qiaochu smiled bitterly. It was impossible to tell him those things. No matter whether he believed it or not in the past and present lives, if he knew it was because of Qin Ge, with his temper, she really couldn't say whether he would refuse out of jealousy. Even if that was his future life.
"Just think of it as me liking it." She looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, and gently kissed his lips.
Shangguan Jinghong didn't let her go... It took a long time before he let her fall breathlessly into his arms.
"Okay, I promise you, I promise you too. From now on, I will never build a mausoleum for myself."
"Do you keep your word?"
"Who do you think I am?"
Shangguan Jing Jinghong said gloomily, and suddenly asked: "If the person you love dies before you, would you be willing to be like my mother..."
Qiaochu really didn't want him to dwell on the coffin. She knew very well that she would leave before him. She didn't want him to have such thoughts. When you love someone, you always hope that he lives well. She didn't dare to think too much about the purpose of Shangguan Jinghong bringing her here. She felt a little happy and a little uncertain in her heart. So although she had different answers in her heart, she quickly said, "No, it's good to be alive."
Shangguan Jinghong didn't seem to expect her to answer so straightforwardly. He was stunned for a moment and said "hmm". Qiaochu's heart twitched, and she asked softly, "What about you?"
"I... Of course not."
"Um."
For a moment, the two were silent. Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the courtyard. Qiaochu was startled. Shangguan Jinghong picked up a strand of her hair and played with it. "It should be Uncle Tie and his friends. They found this place from the other courtyard."
"Master, Master Qiao, you are indeed here."
Sure enough, the people who came in were Laotie, Jingping, Jingqing and others.
They were all overjoyed to see them, but they were also a little surprised as they watched them dangling on the coffin.
Lao Tie glanced at the two of them and said cautiously, "Master, let's go back."
"Qiaochu and I will stay here for a few days. Anyway, I don't have to go to court to do any work. I will go back when the emperor summons me."
If it weren't for this coffin, if this place didn't look exactly like Tomb No. 19, Qiaochu would actually like this place very much. But she didn't want him to stay here any longer. She remembered that when they were arguing just now, he said, "Even if my current situation is difficult," and his situation now seemed very bad.
Was it because his plan failed or something else
But no matter what, he shouldn't stay here any longer and should go back home and make plans carefully.
I can't be depressed anymore!
But how could she say these words in front of him and Lao Tie? She thought for a moment and said softly, "Let's go back. I don't want to stay here. I'm afraid of this place."
Hearing this, Shangguan Jinghong did not answer. His eyes fell coldly on the fruits and vegetables on the small couch in front of the window. He was afraid that she was hungry, so he took those things he had just brought back with his clothes.
Qiaochu followed his gaze and was also a little stunned. Just when he was about to say something, he heard him say indifferently: "Since you hate this place so much, let's go back."
…
Qiao Chu originally thought that the lights in Prince Rui's Mansion must be on, and Lang Linling and Shen Qingling should be waiting for Shangguan Jinghong to come back. But when he went in, he found it was quiet inside. Jing Ping apologized and said that the two masters wanted to go to Tianxiang Pavilion before, and he was afraid that it would be inconvenient, so he used rosemary.
That night, it seemed natural that she slept with Shangguan Jinghong.
She was also tired, and fell asleep on Shangguan Jinghong's arm. But not long after she closed her eyes, Fang Ming knocked on the door anxiously, "Master, there is an order from the palace, asking you to go to court today."
When Qiaochu heard this, his sleepiness immediately disappeared. He opened his eyes, his heart pounding. Was this an order good or bad
A big hand stroked her forehead.
"Go to sleep. When you wake up, I will probably be back from court."
"I'll help you get dressed..."
"No need, I can do it myself."
His body was pressed down, and he suddenly leaned down, his lips lingered on hers for a long time, then he lifted the curtain and walked out quickly.
Although Qiaochu was tired, she did not sleep well. When his hand touched her forehead, she could clearly feel his hand was wet with sweat.
She had never encountered him like this before.
What on earth was he so nervous about? Was it the fate that was about to be decided in the morning court
She slept in a daze for a while, then suddenly woke up. She looked through the gauze curtain and saw that it was already daybreak.
"Master, are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" The four elder brothers and the beauty had come in to serve at some point. The four elder brothers yawned and muttered, while the beauty hung up the bed curtains.
Qiaochu hurriedly got out of bed and put on his shoes, "Give me the toiletries."
The four and the beauty looked at each other. The beauty frowned and asked, "Master, what are you doing so anxiously?"
"I'm going out."
The Golden Palace.
Looking at the man who stepped out and stood in the middle of the hall, everyone in the court had their own thoughts and were very nervous.
Many days have passed since the incident at the Prince's Mansion, and after the incident at Tianxiang Pavilion yesterday, how will the Emperor deal with Prince Rui
Reinstate, demote, or leave idle like the virtuous king did back then
Everyone looked quietly towards the emperor sitting on the throne.
The emperor had his elbows on the chair, eyes slightly closed, as if thinking about something. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said slowly: "Jinghao, Laojiu, the two of you come out too."
This statement surprised everyone. Why did these two people step out of the group
The prince did not panic and stood out calmly. King Xia frowned slightly, and Shangguan Jinghong kept his eyes lowered from beginning to end.
"Gentlemen, I have an announcement to make here today."
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The water droplets were round and rolled down slowly from the broad leaves of the plants, along with the colorful flowers blooming everywhere, the colorful glazed palace walls and eaves, and the beautiful faces of several women.
There was a drizzling rain in the sky.
Fortunately, when they went out, Jingping saw that the weather outside was gloomy and prepared an umbrella for them.
Qiaochu stared at the hall in front of her. There were many imperial guards guarding the entrance, so they couldn't get close, and couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. But it didn't matter, she would just wait here, waiting for him to come out.
Suddenly, the beauty holding an umbrella for her from behind whispered, "Master, look over there."
Qiaochu was startled, but saw several women standing under several huge trees on the other side of the wide road in the middle.
The rest of the people were dressed as maids, except for the other two women, Lang Linling and Shen Qingling.
They also entered the palace? !
Although the news of Shangguan Jinghong's entry into the palace was sudden, it spread quickly. Jingping didn't use much rosemary.
She knew that they had the same idea as her.
Lang and Shen also noticed her at once. Lang Linling nodded slightly at her, and Shen Qingling's eyes curved into a half-smile.
She quickly made up her mind that she would just watch from here and not go out for a while, so as not to steal Lang Linling's limelight, and Lang Xiang would also look good watching her.
"Girls, let's go behind that bush."
The four pouted and said, "Why? This big tree is good for sheltering from the rain."
She smiled apologetically and said, "I'll bear with it for a moment."
The tree was tall and the space under it was wide, so it could be seen at once. She was a little surprised. She didn't expect Lang Linling to bring Shen Qingling with her.
Without the imperial concubine, Miss Lin would not be qualified to enter the palace.