Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Seven

"There is such a thing? I can't remember." Suo Xing Chunjia reacted quickly and said with a straight face, "I remember seeing the beauty under the moon that night. She was more beautiful than flowers, so that you hung it outside the pavilion. Can't even get angry."

Yun Fenghuang said faintly: "If you really think that this concubine is better than Hua Jiao, are you willing to drive this concubine away? Your Majesty will lie to my concubine."

"Isn't it because I saw you staying in the Kongming Pool at night, afraid that you would catch a cold and feel distressed?" Chunjia said softly, "But at that time you refused to listen to me, and later I also I can only go back with you. In the end, you even teased me, really naughty!"

If it weren't for knowing the ins and outs of this, Yun Fenghuang would have almost believed it.

She thought to herself that the emperor is more and more able to tell lies with his eyes open, because he is the emperor, many times he can't expose him bluntly, tsk!

"Where is the concubine being naughty? Didn't she just watch the big night and want to accompany His Majesty?" Yun Fenghuang said lightly, then hugged the emperor's arm and acted like a baby, saying that he hadn't heard His Majesty play the flute for a long time, and wanted tonight Listen to it once, "Your Majesty has agreed to be my concubine!"

This was not a difficult thing, Chunjia deliberately rejected it twice, and asked her to act like a baby and begged again and again, then she reservedly agreed and asked Yanyin to go back to Xingxintang to get her usual jade flute.

Because the emperor was extremely busy with government affairs this year, he hadn't had this kind of interest for a long time, and he didn't know where to put the jade flute. It took a lot of time for Yanyin to go there. Zhu, the dinner here has already been eaten, and the imperial concubine is talking in the gazebo in the backyard.

Borrowing the Moon House is the size of a four concubine, occupying a larger area than the Lanzhou Yeyu Pavilion. The main house is hidden among the lush flowers and trees, surrounded by lush exotic flowers and plants.

In the backyard, a mountain spring was chiseled, and a pool for boating was built.

Although it is not as vast and far away as the Kongming Pool, and it connects many places, the advantage is that it can be enjoyed exclusively.

The gazebo is built near the water, and a small part of it is directly above the pool. In this season, the lotus is in full bloom at the foot of the mountain, but the mountain is cold, and there are only a few flowers blooming in the pool, which are illuminated by the lights hanging high beside the pool. pink pink white.

The faint fragrance lingers, and the stars are flying in it, and the fireflies are busy.

Yun Fenghuang's eyes paused for a while on the pool, and then he was about to look away, when Chunjia seemed to have no intention of saying: "Does my concubine like this firefly very much?"

"Your Majesty forgot? This concubine is from the North." Yun Fenghuang was secretly vigilant, and said calmly, "I have never seen this little thing in my hometown, so I can't help but look a little strange."

Chunjia smiled and said, "I've been in the Imperial Capital for four years, haven't I seen enough?"

"What I said made me worry." Yun Fenghuang sighed, and said quietly, "This little thing is not always seen in the imperial capital, but it's just a few days in midsummer. According to His Majesty, It’s not unusual to get tired of watching it after four years. I can’t help but think, then Your Majesty has been watching me for a long time, isn’t it too boring?”

"...how can you think of being jealous of everything?" Chunjia admired, "That's all I said, don't think too much about it."

Yun Fenghuang said: "Look, the concubine has said a few words these two times, and you feel that the concubine is thinking too much. In the past, your majesty was not like this. Your majesty only felt that the concubine had you in his heart, so he was always worried Disliked by you."

Chunjia doubted: "I said such a thing???"

"There must be!" Yun Fenghuang vowed, "You said it yourself just now. At that time, the concubine only entered the palace. It was a bit willful, but you think that the concubine is more beautiful than Hua, so you are reluctant to punish. Even if you are mischievous by the concubine You played tricks so that the Empress Dowager and all the empress dowagers found you and said some embarrassing things to you, but you didn't confess your concubine! At that time, I said that I was afraid that you would not like me. When did you blame me? Is the concubine just thinking wildly?"

"It turned out that only one year has passed, and you have changed!"

"At the moment, I just think too much about my concubine's body. After a while, I don't know how to dislike my concubine's body!"

"If I despise you, how can I still let you criticize me like this?" Chunjia couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Besides, is it reasonable for you to compare yourself with an insect?"

Yun Fenghuang said slowly: "Whoever compares himself with insects, this concubine is talking about this truth."

Chunjia thought in her heart, what reason are you talking about? When did you talk about reasoning?

The emperor felt that he might not be able to quarrel with her, so he simply passed on vaguely, looked at Yan Yin who was trotting over, and said with a smile: "I brought the flute, but I don't know what my concubine wants to hear?"

"Anything is fine!" Yun Fenghuang rested his chin on the stone table in the gazebo. There are lush vegetation in the mountains, so there are inevitably many mosquitoes. The insect repellent diffused like night fog, blurring each other's eyebrows and eyes, and the faces illuminated by the candlelight through the smoke were hazy, as if in a dream.

Chunjia took the jade flute from Yan Yin, glanced at her with a smile, brought it to her lips, blew a few melodious and lively tunes, raised her head and said, "This tune is very similar to Aifei."

Is Ben Gong so light and bright in your heart?

Yun Fenghuang didn't believe it at all, and said with a smile: "Then does your majesty know which song is your majesty in my mind?"

Chunjia became interested: "Which song?"

I saw his beloved concubine ask someone to fetch the face pipa, and then rolled up the sleeves with a golden bracelet, and plucked it a few times, graceful and soft, like a quiet spring night, with the moon rising on the east mountain. When the cries were pleasant and far away, Chunjia was quite surprised and said, "Why is it the sunset song?"

Although he is used to showing generosity and gentleness to others, he is not really merciful in his bones, so he thinks that Yun Fenghuang should choose a majestic tune--at this moment, he is very interested in listening to Xianfei's explanation, only to see that Xianfei is holding the pipa , tilted her head and smiled at him, her face was a bit hazy amidst the lingering smoke, her only pair of eyes were shining brightly, as if looking at him and looking into the distance through him.

"I was born and raised in the north, and I have had a dream since I was a child, which is to go to the south of the Yangtze River where the grass grows and flies." Yun Fenghuang casually fiddled with the pipa, and said lazily, "It's just that the concubine is born As a woman, if there is no accident, it is unlikely that I will have the opportunity to go to such a far place..."

In fact, it's not true, Qi Jiulu took her whatever she wanted, and said earlier that he would take her wherever she wanted to go after marriage—although Yun Fenghuang didn't take it seriously when he said that, after all, as the eldest son of the Qi family and the future Tsuka, the two of them are not very free - but at least they are happy to listen.

Gathering his mind, Yun Fenghuang continued, "So Jiangnan is an unrealistic dream in the mind of my concubine, unattainable. Just like Your Majesty... there are bandits and gentlemen, and they will never be hated."

"I'm right in front of you, so why can't you hope it?" Chunjia laughed when she heard that, and said softly, "Aifei still thinks I'm unrealistic, huh?"

"The concubine never thought that His Majesty would be so talented, handsome and gentle, and that he has a lot of love for the concubine." Yun Fenghuang glanced at him sideways, and said with a smile, "So now that I think about it, I was afraid that I would be in a dream, and when I woke up, I would find myself still in the small courtyard of Huzhu Palace, waiting for the order from the main hall to ask my concubine to come and serve me!"

Chunjia has heard countless compliments since she came to power, but what her favorite concubine said was particularly touching, and she was in a good mood at the moment, took her hand and played with it, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's me waiting for you at the main hall." And you?"

"The concubine, do you want to wake up quickly?" Yun Fenghuang scratched his palm, and said sweetly, "Don't make His Majesty wait in a hurry?"

The moonlight was very good this night, the slightly frosty moonlight poured down and slanted into the pavilion, as if a layer of frost had been applied to the concubine Xian's eyebrows, eyelashes and temples. A rough look made Chunjia subconsciously think of the four seasons of "grow old forever". He was a little distracted by this word, and then smiled: "No hurry, I am willing to wait for you."

... The sound of the jade flute spread far and far in the silent night. Mrs. Yaoning in Woxialou had a nightmare and couldn't sleep after waking up. After listening to it for a while, she called her dowry confidant: "Listen Who is this playing the flute?"

The confidant was a little dazed, and after listening carefully for a while, he said uncertainly: "It seems to be from Yue Xiaozhu... Is it Xianfei? It seems that His Majesty is with her tonight, and it will be late at night." I don’t know how to let His Majesty make a good living, but the loving mother Empress Dowager did not come this year, otherwise, we don’t need to say, the loving mother Empress Dowager will not spare her.”

"It's Your Majesty." Gu Zhen sighed, took a hidden pouch from the side and stuffed it behind his waist, and said quietly, "Have you forgotten? The queen hosted a banquet two years ago, and all the concubines came to the stage to please the queen... On the way, Your Majesty arrived, and there happened to be a palace concubine who was born as a palace maid who was dancing, because she saw that Sheng Jia was panicked and danced in disarray, so she was reprimanded."

At that time, Chunjia was recognized as generous and kind-hearted, especially sympathetic to the people below.

So even though the palace concubine was not very favored, he still smoothed things over by speaking out, and personally took a purple bamboo flute to accompany him, encouraging the palace concubine to dance again completely... This is how it happened. Well, Empress Ji is not really virtuous and virtuous, but she wouldn't bother about such a small matter with the emperor's concubine who doesn't remember her surname very well.

It was Yuan Niangniang who shot.

Afterwards, she summoned the concubine to Huzhu Palace, found a reason and broke her leg.

At that time, the person did not die. He smashed the porcelain bowl and cut his throat that night when he was carried back to his residence. He committed suicide.

In those years, Yuan Lianniang did many similar things. After Chunjia heard the news, she didn't even say anything to her, she just sighed...Before that, the emperor would play a song whenever he had time, except for studying and practicing martial arts. .

Many concubines in the palace saw this change, and thought that Yuan Niangniang was about to fall out of favor, after all, she was vicious.

Empress Ji and the others targeted her because she and Chunjia were childhood sweethearts, and they had an extraordinary relationship, but they were actually quite uncomfortable.

Gu Zhen said to the left and right in private: "Even if Yuan Niangniang is not His Majesty's heart, this Palace will not tolerate her."

As a result, Yuan Niangniang did not fall out of favor because of killing innocents and maiming concubines, but she was defeated by Yun Fenghuang who was also cruel and merciless——At this moment, Gu Zhen was a little melancholy listening to the long-lost familiar flute sound: "Do you think your majesty likes such vicious women?" Is it? Yuan Lianniang is gone, and Yunfenghuang is here, after all, the former is only dealing with low-ranking concubines, how many high positions has the latter acquired so far?"

The confidant knew that she was depressed, so after thinking for a while, he said: "Your Majesty now has a prince under her lap, why should she be as knowledgeable as Concubine Xian?"

The current plan is to raise the heir of the emperor well.

Even if the prince with Ji's blood is unlikely to succeed to the throne, at least he can still be a princess in the future, right?

It's better than having nothing, and it's better to follow the queen mother to see the queen mother's face in the future.

Gu Zhen also understood this truth, but it was tantamount to admitting defeat.

Gu Zhen then fell silent.

That night, she was not the only one who recognized Chunjia's flute, so after dawn, a secret speculation began to spread in the palace, that Concubine Xian was probably going to kill Yuan Niangniang.

Maybe the reason is the concubine who disappeared earlier.

Others can just listen to what they said, anyway, their relationship with Yuan Niangniang is not very good, and they don't care if Mrs. Chun Ke was driven out.

It's just because of Zhaoyuan Yuan Zhiniang's status, but she can't calm down.