After the new widow, I became a tyrant's tender outer chamber

Chapter 179 The boudoir
The carved beams and painted buildings in Chang'an Palace, the corridors and waists are full of backs, and the door leaf carvings are also fashionable.The courtyard is lined with rocks, and the banyan tree supports a huge shade. The roots are new soil, which seems to have moved squarely.

I don't know what kind of Jinquelin Palace it is.

Ruan Yuyi suddenly thought of the courtyard outside the palace, and her heart tightened.

"Your Majesty, our family will guide you to take a look inside?" Seeing that her expression was different, Wen Zhi asked instead.He knew about those days, and also knew that she was a little apprehensive about the new place.

But it wasn't just her who was depressed at that time.How many times has Wen Zhi seen the new emperor wake up with sweat on his forehead, frowning and pressing his temples, and by this time, he knew in his heart that His Majesty was once again haunted by a nightmare.

Those who have never seen the tragedy of that war will not feel the same for the depression in his heart.

Corpses piled up into mountains, blood pooled under their feet. At the last moment, the screams of the soldiers were probably not the resentment of not killing all the enemies and regretting to die, but the unwillingness to die in a foreign land.

Even as a flesh-and-blood person, the most innocent scream.

The arrow pierces the throat, how can it not hurt!
Even Wen Zhi, but he did not wear armor to go to the battlefield as a servant, and several years have passed, but he still feels lingering fear from those screams.Not to mention the new emperor in charge of leading the army.

Thinking about it, His Majesty must have clearly understood that what stood between him and Concubine Jin was not just a collaborator and treason, or a doctor Hu who was accidentally rescued.

That was the life of the soldiers who were supposed to survive together in the triumphant team, and that was the life of the Vice General Yuan who was in brotherhood with His Majesty!

Wen Zhi's expression remained unchanged, and he led her into the hall.

She has a slender figure, but her posture is excellent, her spine is straight, and she has a long neck. In addition, she has been sick recently, and she looks like a weak willow supporting the wind, which I feel pity for.

For such a fragile person, if His Majesty is really determined to be ruthless, it is impossible for her to take the step of being a concubine.

Fortunately, her collusion with foreign enemies was only a misunderstanding, so His Majesty didn't have to press himself so hard.Wen Zhi sighed for a moment.

Zhumen was pushed away, and there was a long "squeak", as if it was also a sigh.

Ruan Yuyi froze her steps.

The layout in front of her eyes is exactly the same as her house in the Ruan family in Wuzhou, ranging from lamps and soft curtains to as small as table covers and chairs.A burst of orchid fragrance came faintly, and it was also the fragrance she loved to use when she was still in her boudoir.

She stepped up and walked in.

She slowly caressed the vase on the table, and there was a cold and delicate touch under her fingertips.Everything in front of her made her feel like she was in her hometown.

She even felt that when she turned around, what she saw in front of her was a small boat with long oars, the color of willows was green, and the mist and rain were hazy and she didn't know how deep it was.

But how dare she look back.

She stroked the smoothness of the bottle mouth and suddenly regained her senses.

Due to playing with it when she was young, there was a small gap in the vase in her house, but she liked the picture of two butterflies playing with orchids on it, so she never discarded it.

Seeing the familiar scene in front of her, Mu Xiang's eyes trembled, she was speechless for a moment, and after a long while she said, "Miss—this servant thought she went to the wrong place."

Ruan Yuyi could only suppress the soreness at the tip of her nose by gently holding Mu Xiang's sleeve and feeling that she was standing beside her.

"Niang Niang," Wen Zhi said, "Are you happy to lay it out like this?" I don't know if it was because he had never heard Mu Xiang's slip of the tongue, or something else, he didn't insist on correcting Mu Xiang's address.

This was His Majesty's idea, he knew that she was homesick, so he ordered to repair this place so that she could talk about it and express her thoughts.

Although the furnishings in front of me are not as gorgeous as other places, I don’t know how many letters I sent to the Ruan’s house in Wuzhou, and I checked and found out, and I don’t know how much effort I spent buying and purchasing everywhere. I even found a similar one for a chair. come over.

It's just that I couldn't find the same vase later, so I found the original craftsman and burned and painted a new one.

She took a deep breath, and said in a gentle voice, "You have put your heart into it, and it seems extremely cumbersome to do so."

Wen Zhi replied a few words on the occasion, and according to the new emperor's instructions, he only said that it was a craftsman's idea.After saying that, he took the opportunity to resign and left this place for two masters and servants.

"Miss..." Mu Xiang called softly, but there seemed to be something choked in her throat, and she couldn't continue.

Ruan Yuyi understood, and lowered her eyes and said, "Auntie said, you want me to live a good life, don't treat yourself badly. When we return to the palace, write a letter to Wuzhou." She couldn't bear the longing.

She stopped mentioning it, turned to look at the vase, and bent the corner of her lower lip, "It's missing some hibiscus."

Her thoughts drifted away, her eyelashes were half closed, and there were fine shadows under her eyes, appearing mournful and gentle.Although her smile was shallow, it was rare and true.

That's right, when autumn comes, when the hibiscus blooms in the family school, Mr. Ruan always puts some fresh flowers in this bottle and keeps them in clean water. coming.

Mu Xiang opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to answer, and there was some worry in her eyes.

The door was pushed open behind him, Mu Xiang was stunned, and hurried forward to salute, seeing him waving his hand, she backed away a little because she lowered her head.

Ruan Yuyi was in a trance, a hand with well-articulated bones stretched out in front of her, and inserted a few red plums held by her fingertips into the bottle, and the slender branches were crooked in the bottle.

The red plums were so gorgeous that her heart skipped a beat.

"No hibiscus." Jiang Huaiyang fiddled with the few red plums, making the lengths staggered, "I see that the plum blossoms in your palace are in full bloom."

An unexplainable emotion engulfed her whole body, before she had time to discern it, her body reacted first.She turned around and saluted, "I have seen Your Majesty."

The plum blossoms in her palace are really blooming very well.Only when the snow falls and the red plums, one white and one red, set off against each other, it is amazing.

She handed the sleeve stove to Mu Xiang, and stretched out her hand to fiddle with the plum blossoms, a soft bark touched his cold hand intentionally or unintentionally. "It's perfect for His Majesty to reward you in snowy weather." She invited.

His eyes darkened, and he grabbed her hand, Xu Shi had been holding his sleeve, her hand was warm and soft, as if it had dispelled a lot of the cold on his body.

"It's a pity that I only saw Mei for one season." She said softly with a smile on her lips.

He knew she was talking about moving here in the future, so he would not be able to see Mei Luomeixuan every day.He said, "If you like it, you can have someone move it over."

But she shook her head, "The concubine is afraid that moving them around will ruin their vitality, so it's better to plant them where they are." Some things are where they should be, and they are easily moved based on momentary joy. I'm afraid it will backfire.

He didn't say anything anymore and let her go.

After being silent for a while, Ruan Yuyi suddenly said, "When my concubine was still at home, I once moved a hibiscus plant, and after living for a spring and autumn, it gradually withered."

She seldom talked about what happened before the Beijing Central Committee, perhaps because she was in a clear mood at the moment, and unconsciously wanted to find someone to talk to.He didn't interrupt her, and listened quietly.

She continued, "It turned out that the elder brother of the concubine sent someone to exchange fresh flowers for the concubine every day, but later he simply moved the whole plant, but in the end—"

He paused the hand that was playing with her fingertips, his brows twitched slightly.

I had never heard her mention her brother.

(End of this chapter)