The Woman Behind Kangxi: The Biography of Virtuous Concubine

Chapter 121
Good things near

Looking at the green hills at the head of the horse, it is so scattered and prosperous.Then to Duanyan Decay Grass, recognize the inscription on the moss stele.

Hugh looking for the words of the broken halberd, only shed tears of sorrow and autumn.Under the slanting sun and the Ming Tombs, pass Xinfeng Hunting Horse.

Yongshou Palace.

Xuan Ye was annoyed by the crowd's quarrel, but thinking that it was time for Ningde to rest more, he was afraid that she would still have some energy to serve him after he went, and for the sake of the sixth elder brother's name, the empress dowager was also taken care of. I was alarmed, so I should stop trying to cause limelight for her now, remembering that Concubine Hui from Yongshou Palace seemed to have disappeared for many days, Suo Etu had just appeased Suo'etu to be too indifferent to Concubine Hui for the sake of Mingzhu's face, so Taking advantage of the beautiful moonlight, I couldn't help walking to the Yongshou Palace.

Because it arrived suddenly, there were no eunuchs who came here to announce the decree to order Concubine Hui to accompany her, and when Xuan Ye arrived, the entire Yongshou Palace was already quiet.

He couldn't bear to break the tranquility of the moonlit night. The affairs of the government during the day were enough to annoy him. It was annoying to see people who were inconsistent with each other, and they could only sing praises, but he still had to face them all day long.

The candle shadow flickered under the moon, but a red candle was burning in the side hall, and a slender figure was vaguely seen swaying in the candle shadow, with a cold body, like a young girl Su'e.

Xuan Ye hesitated for a moment, walked to the side hall and opened the door, her white lotus-like figure could not be concealed under the silk soap clothes, her head was lowered, revealing a section of snow-white neck, she was embroidering attentively, flying needles and threads There is a bitter fairy air in it, cold and pure.

"You embroidered all Xijue's playthings, right?" He looked at her and blurted out naturally.

Wei Wanqing was taken aback, and accidentally pricked her finger with a shining silver needle, her fingers connected to her heart, and a bright red peach blossom instantly burst out from her fingertips.

She saw the bright yellow dragon robe on Xuan Ye's body. No one had ever mentioned to herself that the emperor was such a gentle and jade-like man. She knelt down on the ground and refused to raise her head. The yellow flying dragon embroidered with gold silk is still baring its teeth and claws, making people's eyes hurt.

Facing the emperor's question, she neither dared to answer yes nor denied it, so she kowtowed, not knowing how to answer.It was only when the forehead was hurting that he knocked down that he heard the person standing in front of him say calmly: "That's all, I know."

Wei Wanqing still didn't dare to get up, and he didn't call out, she could only feel that the emperor was looking at her a few times, and then the boots in front of her gradually went away, and he even closed the door of the room.

"—Squeak—ah," the pear blossom wooden door was closed, the candle shadow was still beating, Wei Wanqing couldn't hold on and collapsed on the ground limply, she and him were people from two worlds, if it wasn't for entering Yongshou by accident She couldn't even climb up to the concubine Hui, she didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't dare to think about it.

It was as if everything had never happened. If it wasn't for the scar on her hand, she would almost suspect that all of this was just a dream of her own.

The night was still so lonely.

(End of this chapter)