The whole process of being hooked up

Chapter 50

She came to an empty and terrifying place, there was nothing there, it was gray, a kind of gray that made Duan Hui's heart palpitate.

When Duanhui was not Duanhui, and she was just the daughter of her biological mother, she was still very young, only three or four years old, and all the servants around her were working hard on her. Her biological mother is also a worthless person, she only knows how to go crazy hugging her so-called younger brother every day, and doesn't care about her real daughter at all.

Even if she was forced to eat the leftovers left over from those slaves who enjoyed her share, her biological mother did not respond, not even the slightest bit of maintenance, even if she was raped by those slaves, no one would Let's take a look at her identity as the emperor's biological daughter, and her biological mother didn't respond, as if she didn't have such a daughter at all.

At that time, the young Duanhui didn't feel any resentment towards her mother's indifference, she didn't resent, she only killed people.

No one knows, she knows it in life.

I don't know why, she woke up in this strange world, she didn't recognize that poor woman as her mother, she didn't recognize anyone, if it wasn't for the audacity of those servants, Duanhui probably never thought of that There is a small courtyard, the small courtyard with sycamore trees.

It was the most disgusting place in her short years, and it was also the place where she first came to this world to live.

Since she coaxed the emperor, she sealed the courtyard so as not to disturb the mother and concubine's rest. She thought that she would never return to that place in this life, but she didn't want her to be here again now.

It was still the unhealthy sycamore tree, with a few withered and yellow leaves hanging on the bare branches, but there was a huge pile of fallen leaves on the ground, piled up after several years of drying and damp, and it was desolate, with random paper pasted on the windows Also tattered.

Through the large and small black holes, Duanhui saw the little girl curled up in the dark room, only two or three years old, wearing a dirty and ill-fitting summer dress, completely incompatible with the current autumn, Her hair was disheveled, covering her small face, only the facial features could be vaguely seen, only those eyes were eye-catching.

She sat on the ground numbly, with no focus in her eyes. Even though she was forced to look like this, the aura around her was completely unlike that of ordinary little girls.

"Squeak", the door opened.

I thought that the woman in the moon-white skirt came in, she looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, her face was not immature, but she had a three-point charm, the skirt was spotless, and the coldness between her brows made her even more beautiful Unlike the mundane world, while walking, large tracts of silver hook lotuses are competing to bloom, and the end is the lotus growing step by step.

This person is none other than Jiang's successor.

No, to be precise, it was Jiang Yixian.

With the same caring and distressed look as during the day, he stroked the little girl's messy head, and wiped the dark gray on the little girl's face bit by bit with the silk handkerchief embroidered with Orchid of the Valley, bit by bit with extreme concentration, like After a long time, the touch of Sipa wiping her face made the little girl finally turn her head and look at the uninvited woman in front of her.

His big eyes flickered, staring at her without blinking, as if he wanted to reflect her in his heart.

Duanhui is very sure that she was just her adoptive mother before this, a queen mother in name, a woman nobler than her biological mother, nothing special to her, but that morning, everything seemed to have changed.

It was like opening a lock with a key, and somehow began to pay attention to this noble woman.

A tremor originating from the depths of the soul made Duanhui feel flustered and excited.

There was an inexplicable voice in her heart, telling her that this was the person.

She thought that she had really failed the teaching of the Tai Tuo, and said that her speechless words were weird and chaotic, but she firmly believed in this.

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The weather in March is always like this, with a little gloomy and a little bright, like the combination of light and shadow, which makes people addicted and deeply attracted.

It is said that the former emperor had a concubine who loved the bright and beautiful peach blossoms the most. The emperor was so interested that he built such a peach garden for his concubine.

The peach blossoms that come from all over the place are planted in this garden in a patchwork manner, with rockery and flowing water, and birds singing in the deep spring. When the flowers bloom, large tracts of peach blossoms are competing to open, pink, pink, white, and so on. Yes, when the breeze blows slightly, the small and delicate petals sway with the wind, and fall on the ground, in the stream, and on the eaves of the small pavilion, which has a special taste.

Make an appointment with three or five friends and bring one or two pots of peach blossom wine. Under the wine, everything becomes more magical.

At this moment, Jiang Yixian was in this garden.

On the left hand is the noble concubine with a beautiful face and a gentle and relaxed appearance, while on the right is the nobleman Shen Yu who she specially called to her. She is favored by the emperor and protected by the empress. Flushing red, more intoxicating than that rouge.

Afterwards, the concubines were seated in the seats according to their positions, and they were well-dressed. Even if there were people with pale complexions, they still had a natural and pure style, just like ignorant children. Jiang Yixian couldn't help but drank a few more glasses.

The peach blossom stuffing is not very intoxicating, with a faint mellow aroma and a little bit of sweetness, reaching the bottom of my heart.

These girls here are all the beauties that Jiang Yixian admired in the harem, and such a dress adds a bit of beauty, but Jiang Yixian did not dress up so carefully for her, of course. It is the emperor sitting on the dragon chair.

After a while, the emperor should arrive.

Now the emperor is also used to enjoying it. Not only are there three thousand beauties in the harem, there is also a special band in the Forbidden City to raise some singers and dancers for people to have fun. Whenever there is a banquet, these girls will perform a dance. The song, the sleeves are flying, the singing voice is beautiful, and it is a wonderful enjoyment. Although this peach blossom banquet is just Jiang Yixian's pleasure, it is not a proper banquet, but it is still called the girl from Lefang.

After all, she still couldn't find her little girl among these concubines, and wanted to find that person among the limited people.

Constantly coming to new worlds, for Jiang Yixian, the most important thing is not to do the tasks, the tasks are all secondary, all she wants is to find that person.

The worlds assigned by the system every time are accidental, without any rules, and Jiang Yixian himself has no right to speak. To be honest, she is considered lucky to be able to meet the same girl in several worlds.

However, she still wants to be lucky.

Shen Yu put down the silver chopsticks in her hand, glanced at the dancers in the center who were still dancing non-stop, and then turned to her left, Empress Empress.

Although they are closer than other people, there is still a distance between the table cases, which seems a bit far to Shen Yu.

The empress seemed to be wearing a little thinner today, just a light-colored tulle coat. Although the sun was shining brightly, the occasional breeze made it easy to catch the cold.

The little maid beside her also has no eyesight to see, and the master has caught cold, so I'm afraid she won't be able to please her either.

Shen Yu was thinking like this, holding the table with one hand, summoned the maid who was close to her, whispered a few words, and after a while, a moderately thick shawl appeared on Jiang Yixian's body.

It's lavender, with auspicious clouds embroidered on it, bordered with silver thread, it's not luxurious, but it's quite elegant, it's the same color as Shen Yu's skirt today.

Jiang Yixian held the corner of the shawl in his hand, his white fingers intersected with the light purple, which was extremely eye-catching. When he looked up, he saw the heroine Shen Yu looking at him without blinking, Doubt flashed in his eyes, but he still curled his lips slightly and nodded at her.

Are you so concerned about Bengong?

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"Say it again. Mother, where are you now?" Princess Duanhui didn't have full stature, and she couldn't expect how tall an eight-year-old girl could be. She looked at the little eunuch kneeling on the ground with innocent and cute eyes of her age, with big watery eyes.

"The empress, the empress held a flower feast and is in the peach garden." Xiao Luzi groaned secretly, it was obviously a perfectly normal message, why did his master's attitude become so abnormal?

However, it seems that the master has been abnormal since he woke up this morning!

Why did you go to spy on the empress?You must know that the empress is from the Jiang family, and she has much more power than the master. If you are not careful, let alone surveillance, it is possible to be discovered directly.

"Flower banquet? Are there many beautiful concubines?" Duanhui said with a smile, "And many beautiful dancers?"

Xiao Luzi's head lowered even more. He knew that whenever his master smiled like this, he was always in a bad mood. Last time he cut a little palace maid alive. memorable.

"The queen mother may not know that the Peach Garden is a forbidden place for the emperor. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter. How can you think of a flower feast there?" Duan Hui played with the bell in her hand, shaking it, and the crisp sound came from her. His little hand slipped out, "The empress mother and His Highness are mother and daughter, both are prosperous and both are prosperous, and both are damaged, should we go and see?"

As he said this, he was already walking towards the Taoyuan Garden with his short legs on his feet.

Take your time, jingle bells.

Xiaoluzi bent slightly, carefully following the side of the princess's sedan chair, and occasionally secretly peeked at his master's face. It was a dangerous journey, and his master played with the bell in his hand without any abnormal movements. Arrived at Peach Garden.

Calmly made him feel incredible.

"Princess Duanhui is here—"

Before the people arrive, the voice arrives first, Xiaoluzi sang.

Duanhui?What is she here for?

Jiang Yixian frowned secretly. It stands to reason that princesses and princes should not get close to concubines, especially favored heirs. This place looks like a concubine's banquet. When the emperor comes, it can still be said to be a pleasure. What is the princess here?

Duanhui's eyes are very good, even if he is far away from the door, he can still see the slightly frowning eyebrows of the empress on the main seat.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, ignoring the salutes of these low-ranking imperial concubines, she walked upright and saluted, "My son, Duanhui, kowtowed to the empress—"

Now, she seems to be drunk.

The small white jade-like face, with a slight blush, neither too thick nor too gaudy, just right, originally it was just a light lip color, but now it has become coquettish, bright red, making the originally cold empress, a little bit more wanting It's amazing.

A woman who reminds you of a bed.

Duan Hui knew from an early age that she herself was very precocious.

But she didn't expect that she could mature so early.

Queen Mother, Erchen is here to help you.

Don't worry about it.

You, you have to trust Erchen.