readsfreenovel Chapter 742: Five Kinds of Vegetables for the Deposed Empress in the Cold Palace (5)
Chapter 742: Five Kinds of Vegetables for the Deposed Empress in the Cold Palace (5)
Wen Yu took a step forward and raised his hand to tap Song Yuesheng on the forehead, but she dodged by turning her head.
He withdrew his hand angrily.
"Without love, there is no hate. Ah Heng, the emperor has already thrown you here, what else do you want him to do?"
Song Yuesheng was surprised by his theory, but raised his eyebrows: "If I don't miss him, then I'm going to miss you?"
Wen Yu choked and started coughing, with a suspicious blush on the tips of his ears: "Well, it's not impossible..."
Song Yuesheng suddenly stepped forward.
She stood on tiptoes, her breath almost brushing his chin.
The pair of smiling eyes were close at this moment, and the shadow cast by the eyelashes hid a cunning light: "Ever since His Royal Highness Prince Yi met me, he has been so attentive to me..."
Her fingertips suddenly pressed against his chest, "Could it be...lust-obsessed?"
The starlight penetrated the narrow gap between them, casting interlaced shadows on the ground.
however.
Wen Yu suddenly frowned, and a childish stubbornness emerged on his face that looked exactly like the emperor: "Why are you calling me Prince Yi again? Didn't I tell you my name is Wen Yu?"
His voice suddenly dropped, like a sigh blown away by the night wind.
"No... My brother has the same name. If you call me, I will think of him every day..." The gilded waist pendant made a crisp clash sound as he turned around anxiously, "What should I do?"
Song Yuesheng looked at him in amazement.
Maybe...she shouldn't use "appearance" to judge why Wen Yu approached her.
But the original owner did not remember such a person, nor did she directly or indirectly send her maid to rescue any little boy in distress.
How strange.
"Call me 'Jibai'," Wen Yu said. "Jibai in Dongfang Jibai. It was given to me by someone who is very important to me... a courtesy name."
His eyes and brows were exactly the same as Wen Yu's, but there were completely different emotions floating in his eyes.
"Although Madam has taken good care of me, due to my status..." He smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at Song Yuesheng with a complicated look, "No one dares to choose a name for me."
Song Yuesheng nodded thoughtfully.
confirmed.
He had the wrong person.
According to the information available, the person he is so obsessed with must be He Yingxue, who looks 70% like the original owner.
"Ah Heng..." Wen Yu's eyes flashed with anticipation.
"I heard it was white."
Song Yuesheng decisively interrupted his fantasy. It was better to make it clear now than to be implicated later.
"We first met on the day you followed me to Canwu Palace. I have a good memory and I have never seen you before." She looked him straight in the eyes, "Don't project the wrong feelings on the wrong person."
Wen Yu was stunned.
The night wind blew through the withered branches of the sycamore tree. After a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed out loud: "Have you read too many storybooks outside the palace?"
He shrugged helplessly.
"Okay, I admit it. I approached you initially because I was curious about who went to Dichenyuan to get something at night."
"Later, when I found out you were the deposed queen, I wanted to test whether my charm was still the same as when I was outside the palace."
"In the end, you were completely unmoved." Wen Yu sighed exaggeratedly, "You even made up such a bizarre story."
Song Yuesheng looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly said: "You are so boring. Wen Yu should find you something to do. If you are busy, you won't have random thoughts."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the house.
"You're not going out?"
"Take a prince to tour the palace at night. This day next year will be the anniversary of my death."
The last words before the door closed floated in the night wind.
"No one knew of your existence before, but I'm afraid there will be countless eyes watching you from now on. Wen Jibai, it's better for you to stay away from me. I don't want to die so early."
Wen Yu stood there without moving.
He kept looking at the closed door until the candle in the room went out.
He won't admit his mistakes.
It is impossible to admit mistakes.
Ah Heng...
Why don't you remember?
Is it because it is just a trivial matter to you?
In a trance, the burning heat and coldness in my memory intertwined again, and the cry of crows echoed in my ears...
At the same time, Zhuoying Palace.
The chief eunuch bowed respectfully and said, "My Lady Imperial Concubine, one stick of incense has passed on a message from Prince Yi that His Majesty is busy with official duties today and will not be coming to see you."
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he recalled the scene where Prince Yi was stopped by the Jackdaw Guards outside the Taihe Palace.
That prince actually asked loudly through the palace door, "The He family seems to be more powerful than the master. If the emperor really wants to do good for Concubine Xuan, he shouldn't be so anxious to see her."
What’s even more shocking is that the emperor’s indifferent response was actually heard from inside the palace: “It’s just as my royal brother said.”
This caused the guards to look at him sideways.
He Yingxue smiled and said, "It's okay. State affairs are more important. I understand."
After everyone left, she smashed the teacup to the ground.
The jade bracelet jingled on her wrist, reflecting He Yingxue's ferocious face.
She knew that the palace was different from the common people.
But tonight is her wedding night after all.
Just leaving her here alone in the empty room?
Prince Yi?
He Yingxue calmed herself down and rubbed her fingers thoughtfully.
After all, they are brothers from the same mother. Unlike the palace coup two months ago, Wen Yu did not care about brotherly feelings at all.
This prince who suddenly appeared...
The ministers from both the government and the public must have almost broken down the threshold of Prince Yi's mansion these days.
My father didn't want to do those things, but some things are not so easy to avoid.
Since she has entered the palace, it would be better for her to make plans early.
"Wow!"
While deep in thought, He Yingxue stepped on a tea stain and fell backwards.
The back of his head hit the blue brick hard, and stars suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Because palace maids were not allowed to keep watch outside, He Yingxue only got up with difficulty after the third watch gong rang.
The gilded hairpin had already become askew, and her hair was disheveled like that of a mad woman.
But when she looked around blankly, her eyes swept across the mess on the ground, her eyes suddenly widened, and she blurted out something strange that was extremely inconsistent with her status as the legitimate daughter of the He family.
"My family lives in Bengbu, so they can wear whatever they want?!"
She touched the bloodstain on her head dully, and looked at the priceless jade bracelet on her wrist.
He frantically pulled off the jade bracelet from his wrist as if he had seen something dirty.
With two crisp "ding-dang" sounds, the pair of priceless bracelets were smashed into the corner of the wall by her and shattered onto the ground.
"This is..." She swallowed, "This is a palace fight copy of hell difficulty..."
At this time, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory.
The night wind lifted up Lin Wuxia's official robe with star patterns.
He looked up at the sky, where the star map embroidered with silver thread glowed faintly in the moonlight.
For four consecutive nights, the strange phenomena in Tianshiyuan became more and more intense.
The two originally unrelated stars were like a dragon's tail, entangled in a spiral star track outside the Ziweiyuan.
"The star enters the purple vine..."
Naturally, it refers to the new Concubine Xuan who entered the palace.
But another Mars suddenly appeared...
The copper coins made an uneasy clinking sound in the tortoise shell.
The moment the hexagram appeared, Lin Wuxia's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Yin alone cannot grow, Yang alone cannot live. Two stars devour each other, one flourishes while the other withers."
Such a fate is rare in a century.
What he wants to do may soon succeed.
But who in this deep palace has such a conflicting fate with this new imperial concubine?
……
The next afternoon, the sun set in the west.
Hanzhi was holding several thick quilts, and Hansu was holding seven or eight brocade boxes that were taller than a person.
The two men staggered along the palace road.
He Yingxue, who was walking in front, walked as fast as the wind, her scarlet skirt fluttering on the bluestone slabs, and in a blink of an eye she had left the other two far behind.
"Miss!"
Hearing the call, He Yingxue suddenly turned around and found that the two maids were still a hundred steps away.
She stamped her feet, the gilded hairpins fluttering at her temples, and hurried back.
"Why are you two walking slower than a snail?" She reached out to hold the shaky brocade box in Han Su's arms.
Han Zhi's voice was as soft as a mosquito's: "Your Majesty, the cold palace is now guarded by the imperial guards... and these are treasures bestowed by His Majesty, why did you carefully select them and give them to the deposed queen?"
"What do you mean?"
He Yingxue suddenly raised her voice, which scared Han Zhi.
She said sternly, "Sister Duan Ning is the senior who entered the palace first, so I should go and pay my respects to her first."
——This concerns her life and property!
He Yingxue wailed in her heart.
Why did she choose to be transmigrated into this palace fighting novel, and became Concubine Xuan who had the worst fate!
Just because of the same name?
She just casually complained in the live broadcast room, "If it were me, I wouldn't be such a coward", how did she really enter the book? !
Just to satisfy my craving for pleasure.
Thinking of how the He family was exiled or beheaded in the original novel, and how this Imperial Concubine Xuan ended up being crazy, He Yingxue shuddered suddenly.
She snatched the four brocade boxes from Han Su's arms and quickened her pace.
"Go, go, go!"
The two maids trotted after them.
Han Su leaned close to Han Zhi's ear and said, "Did the Majesty break her head yesterday? We asked Court Judge Shen to come over this morning, and he kept asking her for more than an hour whether she was poisoned."
Hanzhi sighed as he looked at his master's hurried back.
"The palace is full of people who eat people without leaving any bones. It is a good thing for Your Majesty to be cautious."
After turning the last palace wall, the mottled plaque of the Canwu Palace is faintly visible.
He Yingxue suddenly stopped and looked at the strict guards in front of the door, her throat rolling unconsciously.