Chapter 1 (1/2)
Dongze Dynasty.
At the end of the year.
After the collapse of emperor yunqi, heavy snow fell from the sky, and there was only a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. It seemed that heaven had added a heavy sorrow to the national mourning. After seven days, he went to the imperial temple.
The next day, inside and outside the Imperial Palace, red silk red lights, Qionglou Yuyu changed their faces, filled with a strong sense of happiness. The sun rises and the moon sets, and the old and the new alternate. In the emperor's home, the grief of the passing will soon be replaced by the jubilation of the new emperor's accession to the throne. This has always been the case. What's more, once the emperor is a courtier, everyone is planning for his future, especially in this important place of power!
The shadow of the moon slants to the west, shining on the unfused snow on the roof, but it is extremely cold.
The harem.
Xishan palace, Zhumen closed, only two eunuchs with yellow lanterns were shivering outside the courtyard. The creaking sound spread far away in the silent night, and suddenly their feet stopped: from far to near, there were more urgent and disordered footsteps coming
Inside the house, the charcoal stove is out, the room is cold, and a delicate woman is sitting around, shivering.
The door slammed open, the cold wind poured in, and the bean candle light on the table shook violently for a few times and then lit up again. The woman still kept her sitting posture and did not move. She just slowly raised her eyes. When she saw the visitor, she had a sneer.
”The day after tomorrow will be the day when I ascend the throne.” The man's voice was colder than the wind.
The expression on the woman's face did not change. After a long time, she looked up at him and said faintly, ”Congratulations!”
”It's because of your help to my generation and help me to ascend to the supreme throne of the ninth five year plan. As long as you drink this soup and kill the wild seeds in your stomach, the queen standing next to me the day after tomorrow can still be you!” His voice was as light as water, but his words were like a knife.
The woman on the bed smelled the words, gazed at her eyes, and looked sharp with disdain. Her silver teeth clenched: ”the door is there. Please help yourself, Lord!”
Head twist, a face of pride and disdain.
”An qingran, you don't want to propose a toast or not to eat or drink as a penalty!” The man's face finally raised waves, ”you are a man who does not abide by women's ways. I don't dislike you. You've got a lot of strength!”
”I've said all I have to say. Believe it or not, this child is yours!”
”Of course, I don't believe it. You should drink this soup quickly. We have been husband and wife for three years, so don't force me to do it!” The black liquid in the medicine bowl in the man's hand gave off a fishy smell. He approached step by step.
”Oriental night, you are so heartless!” An qingran's eyes are full of sadness and hatred.
”An qingran, why do you look so ugly Come on, put Princess an up for me. I want to serve her personally and take medicine! ” With his voice, four or five palace people came forward.