After being a widow, the empress dowager was favored by the powerful ministers

Chapter 30 I Can Help You Leave Bianjing
On New Year's Eve, the city of Bianjing suddenly became lively, with lanterns and festoons everywhere, and the sound of firecrackers sounded in the streets and alleys.

The palace was also extremely lively.

At this moment, there is a grand Nuo ritual to exorcise ghosts and epidemics in the palace. Marriage officials in Bianjing City, and straight people from all classes wear masks, embroidered and painted clothes, and hold golden guns and dragon flags. There are thousands of people in the workshop, pretending to be various characters.

One day was so busy until evening and night.

Jian Jia stood behind Sheng Baoling, and gently rubbed her shoulders, "The palace is lively today, and the empress seems happy to see it."

Sheng Baoling said, "It's still a bit deserted. When the emperor has people around him, the palace will be lively."

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth curled.

Adding people to the little emperor's side should be put on the agenda after the new year.

After all, Jian Jia has been with Sheng Baoling for many years, and after hearing what Sheng Baoling meant, she couldn't help asking, "I said earlier that I was going to send Miss Baodai here, what do you think, Madam?"

Previously when I went back to the Sheng family, Mr. Sheng and the second wife mentioned several times that they wanted to send Ms. Baodai to the palace. Given the current situation of the Sheng family, if Ms. Baodai entered the palace, the queen would most likely be Ms. Baodai.

The smile on Sheng Baoling's lips disappeared a lot, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

Jian Jia immediately stopped talking, knowing that she might have poked the empress's heart.

After a long time, after re-doing her makeup, Jian Jia picked out a rather stable bu yao, and was about to put it on, when she heard Sheng Baoling suddenly say in a deep voice, "Once upon a time, the Ai family was like Bao Dai, Jian Jia, Look now, how much am I like before?"

Back then, no one could protect her and asked her if she would like to enter the palace.

Now, Baodai doesn't want to enter the palace, as an elder sister, if she can help her, she should help her.

Sheng Baoling thought, like himself, one member of the Sheng family is enough.

Bao Dai should always live like herself.

Jian Jia's hand holding Bu Yao froze, guessing what Sheng Baoling was thinking, she couldn't help clenching it tighter. After a long time, she put the Bu Yao hairpin back together, looked at Sheng Baoling in the bronze mirror, and said with a gentle smile, "In the eyes of the servant , a girl is a girl, and that girl.”

Jian Jia thought to herself, even though everyone else is calling the Empress Dowager, even though the current Empress Dowager has a lot of blood on her hands, she is still Sheng Baoling, the same woman in charge who was about to leave when she was bullied in the Sheng Mansion. The eldest girl of the Sheng family who stayed by her side.

She has a kind heart and is always gentle with others.

In Jian Jia's eyes, Sheng Baoling is Sheng Baoling, what he was in the past, he is still what he is now.

Sheng Baoling paused, then smiled, and held Jian Jia's hand, "I'm sorry for you."

At such a young age, he has to spend his days with him in this deep palace.

Jian Jia shook her head, "It's not hard to be by your side."

After evening, at night, the palace was brightly lit with candles, the sound of firecrackers, and even more splendid fireworks, occupying half of the sky.

Sheng Baoling stared at the fireworks, a little distracted, if he was outside the palace, what would it be like to watch the fireworks?
Jian Jia lifted the jug, poured a cup of Tusu wine for Sheng Baoling, and called out, "Niang Niang."

Only then did Sheng Baoling lower his eyes to look at the wine glass, then raised his eyes, and heard the melodious sound of silk and bamboo in the hall.

There were quite a few people in the palace, all the masters in the harem had arrived, and several princes also brought their families into the palace for a reunion dinner.

The little emperor sat on top, feeling a little overwhelmed by alcohol.

Sheng Baoling also felt that he drank a little too much and felt a little dizzy, so he sent the prepared gifts to the masters and concubines one by one, and then took the reeds and went outside to blow some air.

What's rare is that there was no snow on New Year's Eve this year.

As soon as Sheng Baoling left, King Jing stood up and went outside to hangover.

The concubine's expression changed slightly, she wanted to keep King Jing, but she was afraid of attracting the little emperor's attention, so she didn't speak.

But at the moment King Jing also walked out of the palace, the little emperor, who was supposed to be a little drunk, looked down, but a gloomy look flashed across his eyes, and the hand holding the wine glass had bulging veins.

The waiter who served the meal was terrified.

Only he knew best in his heart that there was no wine in the jug of the little emperor, it was just ordinary water.

...

Coming out of the sweltering palace, a gust of night wind blew by, and all of a sudden, the drunkenness that was still there just now was dissipated.

Standing in the corridor, Sheng Baoling looked at the fireworks that were still blooming in midair outside, and sighed, "This is the fifth year."

She watched the fireworks in this palace for five years. Although they were beautiful, what she was thinking about was the one she saw outside the palace before.

Although it was not as grand as this one, it was more beautiful than ever.

Jian Jia responded.

Suddenly footsteps sounded, Jian Jia glanced back, was slightly taken aback, and reminded Sheng Baoling in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it is His Royal Highness Prince Jing."

Sheng Baoling turned around and looked, only to see King Jing walking this way.

It seemed that he had drunk too much in the palace just now, and his eyes were hazy, but now, his eyes were clear.

Also, being at the border all year round, the amount of alcohol is naturally not bad.

Thinking of the little emperor's jug filled with clear water, Sheng Baoling smiled inwardly, the two brothers were better at pretending than the other.

The fireworks were gorgeous, and the colored light fell on Sheng Baoling's body, as if covered with a layer of light, King Jing couldn't help but feel a little lost.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze from Sheng Baoling and looked into the distance, "How have you been doing in the palace these few years?"

Sheng Baoling: "Very good."

Although she is not free, but in terms of food and lodging, they are the only ones in this palace.

Probably because he drank some wine, even if he was not drunk, he was not as sober as usual, King Jing's thoughts drifted for an unknown distance, and he said in a deep voice, "In the past few years, I have often written to Pei Ci, and sometimes He asked about you, but he never told you."

Hearing this, Sheng Baoling was slightly taken aback, turned his head, and looked at King Jing. He could only see his side face, the expression in his eyes was unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I don't know."

She never knew that Wang Jing, who was no longer a cousin in terms of status, would ask others about herself in letters.

What's more, he shouldn't have done this.

If that person is not Pei Ci, and he has other thoughts, this move is enough to make those officials talk about it for a whole year.

The fireworks stopped for some time, and neither of them spoke again.

Jian Jia stood not far away, watching this scene, felt uncomfortable.

Maybe the empress didn't notice it, but she, a bystander, could see it clearly.

I only hope that the empress will continue to be confused like this, that's fine.

With a loud noise, the gorgeous fireworks once again dyed the entire night sky. This is the most grand fireworks tonight.

Sheng Baoling raised her eyes slightly, looked into the air, and couldn't help but think of the person who didn't touch worldly fireworks with every gesture.

Could it be that someone like him, who seems to have no interest in anything, is also watching the fireworks at this moment?

At the same time, King Jing's voice sounded low beside him.

"If you want, I can help you leave Bianjing."

(End of this chapter)