MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 149
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Yuzhou City is close to the north, where the cold winter temperatures are low, and the cold wind slaps against the window. Zongzheng went to meet with envoys from all over the world. He was inconvenient to show up, so he stayed in Shangqi Garden. At this moment, she was wearing a fox fur and was sitting in the house. She had no worries and warm embraces along the way. She hadn't felt it. Now that he had left him, she could not bear the coldness.
As soon as I wanted to practise the cold, I saw a girl walking up here.
"Mother Qiyun, someone asked the slave to give you this box." A charming girl handed a long and small black wooden box respectfully.
Manxi frowned slightly, she had no acquaintances in this place, "Who gave it to you?"
The maidservant said, "If you go back to your maid, the slave will not know the person. The slave went out of the house to do business, and was stopped by a person not far from the door. He gave the slave the box and said that his master was his wife's old man."
Old man? Why doesn't she know she still has an old friend here? Manyu took the wooden box, and saw that the corners of the wooden box were smooth and rounded. The lid of the box was carved with a vivid pattern of Dongmei Yingxue, which made people look as if they could smell the subtle fragrance of plum blossoms. A small white seal was affixed to the opening of the box. She tore the seal and opened the lid gently. I didn't know she must have thought of something rare inside, but in fact there was only a neatly folded white paper.
The maneuvering motion paused for a moment, but hesitated a little bit, but in the end, the white paper came slowly, and I saw that it said: "When it is too late today, Xiangyue Inn Tianzi Room No. 1 has something to talk about." Old man.
She walks like a dragon, but it is not scribbled. She has never seen such handwriting, but she is a little familiar. This specious sense of acquaintance always stirs up the curiosity buried deep inside, making people want to find out.
She folded the paper back into the wooden box and closed the lid. Frowning meditation for a long time, still can't think of who this person is? It was even more leaky at this time. At about three o'clock at this time, there were still half an hour before leaving. You will meet with envoys from all over the world and wait until the dinner is over. It should be very late. She thought about it, and decided to meet with this mysterious old man for a while.
She changed into an ordinary dress, pulled up her white hair, and hid it in a veil. The white gauze draped over her face. Picking up the mysterious spirit again, striding, making her whole person look like a heroine who walks the rivers and lakes. When she left the house, she gave an order to the maid of Shangqi Garden: "Go to Xiangyue Inn in this palace. If you haven't come back one hour later, go to the front hall to tell the emperor."
Xiangyue Inn is not too far away from Yu House. You can run a little faster with a horse-drawn carriage.
It was a seemingly ordinary inn, with a completely enclosed decoration luxurious and upscale. The inn was very quiet. She walked in and could not see a guest.
She stopped at the door. After a guy saw her, she looked her up and down carefully. Finally, her eyes fell on the mystery of her hands, and after a while she was greeted and asked, "Girl, you come to find Human? "
Gently glanced at the man, the man's footwork was steady, his eyes were restrained, and he didn't look like an ordinary man. She nodded slightly, indicating that he was right.
The guy looked completely and quickly led her to the door on the far left side of the second floor and stopped. There was a sky sign on the door. The guy said: "The person you are looking for is here Inside. "Then he stepped back, with some respect in his expression.
The long corridor only lighted a candle lamp, and the five-color flowing yarn lampshade that was not fixed on the lamp was gently rotated with the cold wind blowing in the doorway. , Projected in the empty position, revealing a vaguely secretive atmosphere.
Manyu raised his hand and tapped three times on the door. After a while, there was no response inside. She frowned and pushed open the door.
This room is very large, and the wide space is divided into two by a wooden screen. A very faint light is revealed through the carved rhombus of the screen, as if it would disappear at any time. In her sight behind a layer of veil, it was equivalent to nothing.
She stepped in slowly, and the light footsteps wafted in this room where there was no sound at all, very clear. She had a little nervousness for no reason, she clenched the mysterious hands in her hands and just took a few steps.
"Bang!" The door suddenly closed behind her, not loud, but in this weird and quiet atmosphere, it was enough to shock her. Suddenly there was a bad hunch, and she shouldn't have come on this trip. Thinking so, she turned and left.
"Are you afraid?" A low voice came from behind the screen. She froze and stood still. It was a male voice, his voice was pure and gentle, but at the moment it sounded dark and dazzling, which made people panic.
A quiet room. The faint aroma of ambergris diffused in the air, and her once-familiar voice was still filling her ears. It turned out to be him! At such a sensitive time, he dared to come to the Jiangnan territory himself!
Old man, really old man! She teased her lips and laughed, turning her back to the direction of the sound source and not saying anything.
The people behind the screen turned out, and the sound of the footsteps was slow and low, and each step seemed to have gone through hundreds of day and night thoughts and sufferings. Zong Zheng stared at the back of the woman without any thought, and his eyes were greedy.
"Rongle." He called out, his voice was a little dumb. It's been a year since they were husband and wife, but they need to see her in this way. This name engraved in his heart, he called it countless times in his dream, but no one could respond to him, and today, finally he can call again, but still no one answered him. There are so many flavors in my heart that I can't say.
With her lips pursing, this call made her give birth to a little bit, the man who had accompanied her for a year, once her husband, the man who moved and distressed her and also brought her humiliation and fatal harm, She used to hate him that way, she thought she would hate it until he died or she died. However, at this moment, she was extremely calm, and then she realized that the original hatreds were gradually dissolved and consumed in the sweetness and happiness of this year, and they were no longer as deep as imagined.
She didn't even look back, and said quietly, "If I knew it was you, I wouldn't come."
"I know." He responded in this way, grinning bitterly: "Fortunately, at least ... you remember my voice."
He froze slightly, not wanting to entangle him more, and frowned and asked, "What are you doing to me?"
"Can't I come to see you if I'm fine?" He lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the bleakness of his eyes. Who would like him to visit his wife and need a reasonable excuse?
The man turned round, and the man on the opposite side seemed to be much thinner than before, but still handsome and pressing. His face was a bit more powerful and exclusive to the emperor, but there was still loneliness and shame that could not be hidden between the eyebrows.
Zongzheng approached her slowly and slowly, her eyes seemed to penetrate the tulle, and she could clearly see the woman who had been thinking about that day and night.
Mankind's instincts stepped back, with a lot of vigilance in his eyes, coldly: "Stop."
Zong Zheng stopped without any thought, only five steps away from her. He sighed softly: "Rong Le, we haven't seen you for a long time, so you can't take off the veil, let me see you?" His gaze glared at each other, and the hidden complexity in his eyes was nostalgic or sad. Guilt is remorse ... all turned into worldly love, showing in her eyes. Even though the light was dim in the room, even if there was a veil blocking her, she could still feel it clearly.
Man closed his lips and said nothing. He sighed again and again: "I'm here just to see you, you don't have to be so nervous."
"This place isn't your place." She tilted her head slightly, not wanting to look at him.
He lowered his eyes and asked, "Why shouldn't I come?"
"Because it's here, you don't have to go." She was very flat and could not hear the slightest emotion.
Zong Zheng had no vision but his eyes were bright. "Are you worried about my safety?" He never had this one-thousandth of excitement when he ascended the throne and laid down Beiyi. However, the Greek Wings that shouldn't exist will only be exchanged for a deeper despair.
He sneered, "You are more attentive. You are the emperor of the North Dynasty, and I am the emperor of the South Dynasty. Rather than worrying about your safety, I would rather say ... I am reminding you of your current situation. Do it for yourself." She Talking about turning and wanting to leave, he wanted to let him go once again because he ignored his safety just to look at her.
But Zong Zheng didn't agree, and saw that he had a pupil, his face pale, and suddenly rushed forward, hugging her indiscriminately from behind.
As soon as Man's face changed, he wanted to break free and heard his painful voice whisper in her ear: "Who said you are the queen of the Southern Dynasty? You are the queen of my uncle! It is my wife who is married to Ming Ming, you forgot He? "He also wanted to say: You wore a big red wedding dress to marry me, we got together every night, we hugged and hugged every night ... He wanted to count everything they once shared, and evoked the warmth in her heart for the past Imagination of memory.
The man's eyes sank and he interrupted coldly, "Did you forget it? It was you who pushed me to someone else!"
"I didn't do it on purpose, Rongle ... I really didn't do it on purpose." His eager excuse, panic and helplessness, all those words that kept pressing in his heart and wanted to explain to her but couldn't get out of his mouth were all stuck in his heart. Let him choke. He kept folding his arms, for fear of her suffocation as she left, and was usually proud of his calmness and reason. He had already stripped his body. He cried out in a sad voice: "You don't know, that night, I ... I drank too much, and mistakenly regarded you as the fragrant, I thought ... I finally have all of you, but ... No! It's not you! It's that hateful woman who turned you into an image that stained me Feelings! I ca n’t wait to kill her with a thousand swords, and I ca n’t solve the hatred in my heart. I was stunned by hate and anger, only to hit their treacherous plans, and came up with her to complete this plan that you had given up on. ... but I never thought that the confidante I had cultivated in the first hand was also theirs. I didn't even think that your emperor would hurt you ... Everyone knows that he loves you so much, why Will he even care about your life and death for the sake of the world? "
