Chapter 309

At this point, several people's faces flashed in her mind - Wei tingyue, the old prince, and then pan Zhuqing. In her opinion, these people are more or less suspicious. Especially pan Zhuqing, this guy has hurt little white face before.

She lowered her head and didn't let her eyes glance at the evil young man. After all, that man is the brother of evil. If it were him, things would be difficult.

Suddenly, a light shadow like smoke appeared in her mind. The tip of the nose also seems to smell a fragrance. She looked at the table with clear eyes and asked, "how's Fu Yun?"

The silence and soft sighs of the people answered her.

When night fell, the Imperial Palace was shrouded in a layer of gloomy and heavy rain clouds. Fu Yun walked behind the two lantern maids, with leisurely steps and calm mind. Occasionally extend your hand to the outside of the corridor and feel the cool feeling of the rain patting the back of your hand.

"What a fool." She suddenly muttered to herself“ It's so good outside. Why did you fall in? "

Her voice was low and soon drowned by the wind and rain. Neither the maid in waiting in front nor the bodyguard standing outside the corridor heard. Or, no one cares what she's talking about.

Palace lanterns and lanterns in the hands of palace maids and eunuchs are swaying by the wind. When passing through the lotus pond, Fu Yun inadvertently lowered his head and saw the face she didn't want to see in the reflection in the water.

The pain climbed into my heart again, just like the originally calm water was wrinkled by raindrops. But soon, peace returned.

He came to the imperial study. The internal attendant on duty today was Tong Xian. As soon as he saw Fu Yun, his face was slightly stunned. He came up to stop her and asked in a low voice, "girl, why did you forget again?" Then he pointed to his face with his finger.

Fu Yun smiled bitterly and touched his right cheek. The rough touch rubbed his palm“ Thank you for your concern. Yun'er came out in a hurry today and forgot to bring the veil. "

Tongxian reluctantly shook his head: "forget it, go in."

Fu Yun nodded to him and stepped into the threshold.

Tong Xian frowned behind her and sighed in her heart, "if you look like a flower, how can you be willing to destroy yourself?"

In the brightly lit study, the smell of books is pleasant. But now no matter how beautiful poems and elegant classics can calm the emperor's boredom.

The little princess's endless crying seems to be echoing in this room......

"Brother general is not a thief! He is a hero! "

"Father, you can't kill the general's brother!"

"Father, how can you do this!"

I don't know who sent the news to the princess and the prince. He clearly told the people not to let the two children know these bad things. They are still young. How can they understand the truth and weight?

First the prince, then the princess. He's been grinding out his ears these days. Starting from this evening, the headache occurred again. That's why I asked Fu Yun to come and have a look.

Somehow, Fu Yun, a woman whose appearance is a symbol, can not be regarded as a country or a city. But the whole body always exudes a comfortable breath. Most of the time, she doesn't need to do anything. As long as she sits quietly beside her, she can make people calm down.

The emperor had never seen such a woman, light and elegant, like a jasmine. Do not fight, do not seize, secretly fragrant. So he never expected that she could make such a strong resistance when he announced that she would enter the harem.

Watch her come in softly from the door. The simple hairpin is still obliquely inserted on the bun. That day, she used this hairpin to draw it into her face. Later, when the imperial doctor examined the wound, he was shocked. The depth of the wound was shocking. It can be seen that she is cruel to destroy herself.

In the past two years, the emperor rarely approved her to go out. Maybe I hate her in my heart, or I simply ignore this person's existence. Only occasionally, when she had a headache, would she be summoned for treatment. Lengxiang garden was originally remote and desolate, but now it is despised by people. Even the last palace maid Eunuch in the palace is lazy to answer. If it hadn't been for the care of Xiao Jun and the company of Yuying girl, Fu Yun's life would be worse than that of the concubine in the cold palace.

Today's face is holy. She still looks like this pure and light. She still wears the clothes she sews herself. Wearing the shabby jewelry she wore when she entered the palace. It is said that even her daily food comes from the fruits and vegetables she planted in the hospital.

This soft, boneless woman has a stronger heart than men!

The Emperor didn't have much expression on his face, but his heart was full of ups and downs. I have to say that she is probably the most special woman he has seen and the one he wants most. Ironically, she is also a woman he can't really have anyway. If she put it too far, she would disappear silently. Too close, she simply destroyed herself.

Thinking, she has come to the front.

"See the emperor." A light and alienated greeting makes the air in the room cooler and thinner.

The emperor did not speak, but gently raised his hand and motioned her to get up.

"Why did the emperor summon the people's daughter?" Obviously, she doesn't intend to spend a long time here. I don't want to be alone with the emperor. Although she had got up, she never looked up at him.

The emperor knew her emotions well, and his chest was inevitably stuffy, and his temples burst“ Are you so contemptuous of me? " Although his tone at the moment was calm, his anger was repressed and almost explosive.

"People's women don't dare, but the emperor's power is above, people's women can't offend." Fu Yun's words are neither humble nor arrogant, and the other party can hardly find a reason to refute. She did not know that what the emperor hated her most was her disregard and indifference. But so what? As long as she can return her peace and freedom, she will not hesitate to execute her.

The emperor frowned slightly and stared at her bun for a long time. A sense of resentment fluctuated between his confidants for a long time. Finally, he sighed deeply and said helplessly, "I have a terrible headache recently. I want you to take a look for me."

Fu Yun raised his head, but he didn't look at him. He just walked forward slowly.

By the flickering candle, the scar with the length of her little finger on her face was clearly visible, like a vicious snake, clinging to the original white and beautiful face like a lotus. The emperor could not bear to put aside his eyes and gently scratched his chest like a claw.

As the shadow slowly approached, a ray of soothing drug aroma scattered into the air.

"Judging from the pulse, the emperor feels headache, which should be due to excessive thinking and vigorous liver fire. How is the emperor sleeping recently? " I have to say that Fu yunpei's name is the name of the doctor. No matter who the other party is, no matter how much resentment he has in his heart, pulse taking consultation will never be vague.

The emperor couldn't help smiling bitterly. Only at this time could he see her rare concern“ Just so... "

Fu Yungang was about to speak again. Tongxian's voice outside the door made her lose seven souls - "tell the emperor, Lord pan."

"Let him in." The emperor responded decisively and simply. It can be seen that the visit of Lord pan was expected by him.

Unlike the one sitting next to him, he was in chaos, and heaven and man fought.

"Lord pan? Which Lord pan is it? Pan Taishi, pan Jingyuan? Or...... Or...... He? " Fu Yun lowered his head, clenched his hands into powder, and put his fist on his knees. He felt like a rabbit in his heart“ Could it be him? Can't it be him? "

Asked herself again and again, guessed again and again, she didn't know that her heartbeat was about to ring the man's footsteps at the moment. Until the candlelight in front of her was covered by a figure, she held her breath and stopped thinking.

"Micro minister pan Zhuqing, knock on the emperor."

A clear voice came into Fu Yun's ears along with the friction sound of tapping her clothes. At this time, it was like a pair of powerful hands. Through her skirt and chest, Sheng Sheng held her heart. For a moment, she forgot her heartbeat, breath, thinking, and she was still alive......

"Get up and talk." This is the voice of the emperor. To Fu Yun, it seems to be immersed in water, distant and vague.

Then there was another sound of clothes rubbing. She knew that the voice belonged to him and pan Zhuqing. It was so clear that she seemed to be able to hear every action and every subtle expression when he got up, and even his appearance at the moment......

She guessed that he should be wearing the dark green embroidered gold thread official dress and the soap colored official boots on the cloud bottom. He wore this official dress to attend the palace in Tongzhao. When he entered the palace at this time, he probably didn't have time to have dinner, or he had a random meal in the carriage, and he looked slightly tired. When he came in, he should have taken a big step, but he was not in a hurry. The face is probably still that light look. She guessed that he had probably seen her. What would he look like? Will you pretend you don't care, or...... Or really don't care? In fact, the answer has been clear to her heart for two years. After two years of indifference, she finally wants to use today's stranger as the final proof.

In this way, she mobilized almost all her energy and attention, listened to him and guessed him. However, he always lowered his head, and the only thing he could see was the strange Persian carpet pattern.

Even in the past two years, her only desire is to see him again. Even in the past two years, his outline, his voice and all his memories are the only driving force supporting her to live. Even if he is around now, close enough to smell his breath. Even if she only needs to walk a few steps to touch him, or even reach out to hold him in her arms...... Or don't do anything, just stand in front of him, quietly look at him, fill the broken heart because of missing him, and finally die with satisfaction

Even if there were so many, she still buried her head and all her desires for him.