In the great palace.
The woman hiding behind the gauze like a ghost wears a gray robe, and the wide skirt drags a long trace in the palace. The cold iron shackles are wrapped around her wrists, and she can be seen sitting in front of the desk.
The new maid trembled and placed the hot and rich food before the tulle.
"And your excellency." The palace maid carefully knelt on the ground, with her head down, waiting for the unknown adult to take away the food himself.
I don't know how long it was before the sound of the shackles collided.
One step, one step.
The ground in front of him was covered by dark shadows, and the man's clothes were swaying in front of him.
"I don't eat people. Why should I be afraid of this?" The woman's voice was soft, and the food in front of her was gone.
When the palace maid raised her head tremblingly, she was looking at the pair of gray eyes. She lowered her head again in horror. However, a series of light laughter like a silver bell came from the lady: "now you look at me, if you can't walk out, it's better to tell me where the emperor has gone today and which concubines he has pampered."
The maid trembled, but before she could say a word, her blood spattered.
The gray skirt was dyed red, and the frightened look of the little maid was engraved on the body forever.
The gray pupil woman just stared at the dark guards quietly, turned around and stepped into the tulle with the food. The other two figures rose from the tulle and changed their clothes for her. The rude ones were more like tearing the rags off the scarecrow.
Women are at the mercy of others. The cloth strips that can't be called clothes just wrap her up again, only showing the gray pupils. When the wind outside the window rises a little, and the tulle flies, you can see that the corner of the huge palace is full of manuscripts.
There are also thoroughly dyed black paintings piled up in the corner, but the woman has to pick up the pen again.
Day after day, year after year.
People in the dark drag the maids out, and then the maids with their heads lowered come to clean the room.
The palace maid was thrown at the gate of the palace. The palace maid sneered: "it's really weightless."
"Be careful what you say and what you do." The older maid on the other side shouted.
The maids were quietly sent out of the palace.
But in the palace came the sighs of the women again and again. When there was no one, they could pull down the cloth towel on their face and show their white cheeks. Under the cloth belt on their neck, they could see the ferocious scars.
"My Lord." The maids in the tulle whispered a reminder.
"It's boring." The woman chuckled a few times, and watched as the maids tried their best to encircle her cheek again. Even her hair was wrapped in a complicated cloth belt. The heavy shackles almost bent her wrists. It was painful in rainy days.
Even so, she wrote year after year.
"He and I deserve it..."
The sigh of the woman echoed in the great palace.
……
Chengshan steps into the room, and there are objects left on the table by Gu Mingyan and Duan Chengxuan.
All the objects in the two boxes were taken out by Gu Mingyan one by one and placed aside. Those ancient books that had been turned over were spread out aside, as if they didn't care to be seen by him.
Cheng Shan arranges everything, but inadvertently finds a complex in the wooden box where the ancient books are placed.
"Uncle Shan, are you ready? I have already brought the iron box here. " Li Xin at the door gave a low cry. He could hear the sound of dragging the iron box.
"Come in and put all these things in order. Put the clothes and jewelry back in the wooden box." After Cheng Shan put the complex in his arms, Xu Lixin put all these things in the main courtyard for future reference when Gu Mingyan wants to.
Li Xin carefully arranges these ancient books, and then listens to Cheng Shan and asks, "where are the Wang Ye and the miss?"
"It seems that the young lady is going back to have a rest, and the prince should be there."
"You send someone to watch. I'll go out." Chengshan gave an order with a gloomy face. Lixin, after finishing the things, hurriedly came to the main courtyard. When he stepped into the square room, he saw Duan Chengxuan sitting in front of the desk, while Gu Mingyan was sleeping heavily on a soft couch with a thin blanket on his shoulder.
In a moment, he avoided Gu Mingyan's direction and turned to Duan Chengxuan to salute: "prince, it seems that uncle Fangcai went out with something, as if he found something?"
"Where did he say he was going?" Duan Chengxuan put down his pen and paper.
"Didn't mention it. Do you need subordinates to follow in secret?" A new look.
Duan Chengxuan didn't say a word about it, but Gu Mingyan, who was on the soft couch, heard the simple conversation early, rubbed the sour corner of his eyes and said, "don't catch up, but how about Gu Shuang's solution?"
Half propped up and lying on the soft couch, she had just lain down. Her sleep was still light, but she woke up in the middle of the night and was tired of reading.
Duan Chengxuan glanced at her and listened to Lixin saying, "I'm honest after taking the medicine. Now it's hard to move on my bed and I can't even speak completely."
"It's so good that you can do your own thing." Gu Mingyan got up from his bed, went straight to Duan Chengxuan in shoes, climbed his shoulder and leaned against the edge of the table. He had no sleep at all, and raised his eyebrow: "this is your attitude towards his subordinates?"
"Tianyan city is no more careful than other places. Even Chengshan knows that our king has sent people to follow him. Why worry?" Duan Chengxuan raises his hand and pulls people into his arms. He raises his head to see her: "you seem to care about this very much?"
"There is no doubt about the employment of people, but there is no doubt about the employment of people. Such a superficial truth should be known by his Highness Prince Jing. " Break open the arms of the man, Gu Mingyan in situ around a circle to the side of the cabinet.
Duan Chengxuan put down his hand again to write the secret letter with pen and paper.
Since Gu Mingyan wakes up, even if she can't sleep any more, she immediately leans back to the soft couch with a pile of books, yawning and reading these books.
Both of them are focused on each other, but they are waiting for the news.
I don't know what the news is that Cheng Shan left without even saying hello.
Two hours later, Chengshan turned back, holding a huge package in his hand. After entering the door for a salute, Duan Chengxuan opened his mouth: "where have you been?"
"My subordinates found that there was a complex in the box. They just went to find the embroiderer who left the palace." Cheng Shan put the complex he took from the box on the table, and then opened the package, which was full of objects in the hands of each embroiderer.
Duan Chengxuan takes a close look at the complex son, and says in his heart only one sentence of color makes him dizzy.
"I'll show you the complexion. Can't you see it?" Gu Mingyan walked up quickly and saw him with a black face and a silent face. She half smiled and lay on Duan Chengxuan's shoulder and looked at the complex: "what's the relationship between the complex and the embroidering mother in the palace?"
"The knots on the jade decorations of Duan's Prince's son and daughter, his relatives and relatives, as well as the men and women married to him are different." Duan Chengxuan tightens the complexion in his hand a little, and then takes out the jade pendant at his waist and puts it together. It's just the same.
"That's what royalty can do with orthodoxy?" Gu Mingyan is shocked.