Qingchuan History

Chapter 248 Overnight at the Hall of Turning the Lanterns ([-])

In the middle of the unitary hour, Ruan Xueyin entered the Changxin Gate, and it was seven or eight points dark.She felt very tired, and the low-quality sleep was driven to a desperate situation by the exhaustion of the day-to-day driving.

The snow has not stopped, but it is not heavy.Yunxi and Tangli greeted her at the gate of the second palace with an umbrella, and when she saw her, her eyelids drooped.She didn't dare to say much, she took the little luggage and helped Ruan Xueyin back to Zhexue Hall.Tangli held a pot of branches, the branches were smooth, the tops were yellowed, and looked very thin, like a section cut from some tree.

She thought strangely, why did Madam bring back half a tree branch when she went out for a trip?
The three master and servant entered the Folding Snow Hall, Ruan Xueyin kept her eyes open, and walked quickly into the hall with her eyelids drooping.Suddenly remembered something in the corridor, turned around and said:
"Leave that branch in the pot, don't move it, I'll get up tomorrow morning and deal with it."

tomorrow morning?

"Ma'am, at this moment—"

"Shower, change clothes and sleep."

Because of her sleepiness and exhaustion, Ruan Xueyin felt for the first time that it was a blessing to have someone to take care of her while taking a bath.She was too lazy to move, the whole body was immersed in the hot aroma mist, the warmth permeated every pore with the warm water flow, and steamed her soul softly.She squinted her eyes slightly, feeling at ease like never before.It is cold in winter, and the body is not sticky, but God knows what kind of redemption that cannot be said, can only be understood and sinks, after rushing around for four or five days and suddenly falling into a hot tub.

Wrapped in hot air, with a faint fragrance, she dazedly stretched her hands to put on her night dress, and drowsily took three steps and finally touched the pillow.

This square bed is really warm, the mattress under her body is so soft, and the brocade quilt is like cotton, like clouds, like the spring of March, she let out a long sigh, and the next moment she fell asleep and fell unconscious.

In the dream, it was snowing again, a newborn baby was crying in the bamboo forest deep in the palace.So warm, so soft, why cry?When the wind suddenly blew, she jumped in fright, and listened intently, only to find that the rustling sound in the Xiaoxiao wind was very loud, rustling, like the sound of snow?But the falling snow in the picture just now was soft and stretched, and there was obviously no sound.

Where can there be such a loud snow sound?She frowned, and suddenly wondered if the crying newborn was herself. The sound of snow rustled, almost screaming, for whom, and why?She was in a daze, and couldn't tell what night it was, where it was, and she heard someone calling herself in a trance:

Ma'am, ma'am, wake up.

Yunxi?

How could Yunxi be in Suoning City, and how could she appear in this year.Go back in time 20 years, everything just ended and everything started again.

Ma'am, wake up.

Still calling.And where is he?The baby in the cradle, or the gaze outside the screen?
She finally got impatient, lifted the brocade quilt covering her head, and opened her eyes with difficulty, only to see layers of lake-colored gauze curtains, dizzy with unreal colors in the sea of ​​soft and warm light.There is a face with staring eyes among the layers of bright colors, it is Yunxi's face, Yunxi's eyes.

"Madam, wake up, the imperial chariot is here, Your Majesty wants you to go there."

past?where to?

She was dazed and groggy, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality, she opened her mouth and asked after a long while, "Where have you been?"

"Naturally, it is the Hall of Turning the Waves. Madam fell asleep. Get up now, and this servant will quickly change your clothes."

Turning the Lantern Palace?I just came back, I just lay down, I just slept in the warm bed, why did I go to the Temple of Turning the Waves?

"Don't go." She turned to face inside, and pulled up the quilt again to cover her ears.

"Ma'am, please stop making trouble. The imperial chariot is at the gate of the hall, and Lord Diyan is waiting in the snow. This is an oracle."

Ruan Xueyin could only feel a big mouthful of suffocation welling up in her heart, which was brewing in her chest and could not be digested by will anyway.She doesn't care about anything, she can adapt to everything, except that she hates not getting enough sleep, and even more hates being forcibly pulled up when she is extremely sleepy——

I still pulled out such a warm and soft quilt, wrapped up a big outfit again and got into the wind and snow.

"lady--"

Then she saw Ruan Xueyin turn around, lifted the quilt, stared at Yunxi bitterly and said, "What time is it? How long have I been asleep?"

"It's just past Haishi. Madam slept for more than an hour."

Just over an hour!What can't be said tomorrow!
She was stunned on the bed for a long time, her heart and brain fighting, thinking that if it was Jingting Song at this moment, she would turn off the lights and get under the covers and refuse to go.

But she is not a court song.To a certain extent, she abides by the rules, as the girl said, as if she was born with it, and it has been quietly flowing in her blood for 20 years.The gift of a princess.

She was still in a daze, and still couldn't figure out what night it was, but she got out of bed and landed on the ground.Yunxi put on her outfit, put on her cloak, and turned around to see that her hair hadn't been combed——

On the contrary, she wore a bun, and the untied part was soft and not messy; but there was nothing, pearls, emeralds and earrings all missing, so entering the Wanlan Palace like this was really not proper etiquette.

Seeing that it has been delayed for some time to get dressed, Yun Xi is in a dilemma, wondering whether she should do another hair.Ruan Xueyin didn't feel that something was wrong at all, and of course it was more likely that she didn't realize it. Looking at the other party, she asked coldly:
"Aren't you in a hurry? Are you not going?"

What he said seemed to mean that he wanted to go.Yunxi had no choice but to be in a hurry, so she helped Ruan Xueyin to go outside the hall.

Really cold.

The cloak was already wrapped, but she had just come out of the bed, and after a thorough bath, her body was completely clean, and she suddenly fell into the snowstorm, and she was still shocked twice in a row.Yunxi helped her onto the chariot, and stuffed a warm hand stove into her arms——

much better.

The night was deep and silent.Flying snow swirls in the air, light as a feather.There was no sound, only the sound of the wind passing over the layered palaces from time to time, bringing the airflow to shuttle, causing the echo to be ethereal like the evening bell on the cold mountain.

But Xueluo was silent.This is what snow days should look like. Suoning City on November 20, 22 years ago, was unusual after all, so unusual that people couldn't help but chase it back.

The Wanlan Palace in the snow is also exceptionally quiet.There were few lights in the vestibule, and the candles seemed to be extinguished in the Imperial Study Room. Ruan Xueyin followed Di Yan into the courtyard, and finally asked after entering the courtyard:
"Where is this going?"

"Returning to Madam, it's cold in winter, Your Majesty handles affairs in the Nuan Pavilion at night. The Nuan Pavilion is on the west side of the sleeping hall, connected to a small corridor, you can go in and walk a few more steps to the west."

Ruan Xueyin nodded and stepped inside.There were two palace servants waiting at the door of the bedroom. Seeing her coming, Ruan Xueyin bowed her head and stepped across the threshold——

She had been to the sleeping hall before, and the deepest impression was the slow and wide marble steps.The first wide step is a layer of jade-white gauze curtains, seven layers in total, layer upon layer, at the moment they are all drawn up on both sides, naturally because Gu Xinglang is still in charge.

At that time, she didn't pay attention when she came here. Today, after listening to Diyan, she discovered that there is indeed a corridor on the west side of the dormitory. Don't be fooled.

But naturally there are warm pavilions.Counting nine cold days, palaces in all countries must have warm pavilions, not to mention the Palace of Kings.

She lifted the gauze curtain and went in. The corridor was neither narrow nor long. There were some potted pine branches on both sides, and the candles were exquisitely lit, making the carefully pruned branches even more delicate.After walking about ten steps at most, a tall door frame appeared on the right hand side. There was only a frame, no door, and an open space. It was Xi Nuan Pavilion.

Gu Xinglang sat under the headlight of the desk at the end, concentrating on a piece of paper.

"Your Majesty is safe."

She stood under the door frame, didn't take a step, and let out a sound first to avoid scaring people by suddenly approaching her.

Gu Xinglang looked up.

Ten days, like ten years.At a considerable distance, she was standing upright between the gauze curtains under the door frame. She was dressed in the color of a lake, with blue hair, her eyes were still unmoving but they were as clear as mountains and forests.

He stared at her for a long time, but he couldn't think of an opening line after making countless turns.

Another half hour passed.

"If you come back, you won't come here," he paused, "Return your life."

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