Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 142

Xiang'er was sitting by the window and was embroidering something. Hearing this, she looked at the room and said: "Actually, I think the coral display is very suitable in this room. It is luxurious and magnificent, and has a unique exotic charm. The emperor will definitely like it."

Ke Qianmei said casually: "Move over there and have a look!"

Tao Zi responded, and immediately there were maids standing outside to tell the little eunuch to move things.

But Qian Mei was bored, so she went to see Xiang'er's embroidery work.

Almost finished, it turned out to be a purse.

The moon-white satin surface is carefully bordered with purple, and finely embroidered with twigs and lovebirds.

The blue sky is like washing, the white clouds are clear and clean, the branches and leaves are intertwined, and the wings break through the sky.

What she embroidered was obviously the pattern of Ke Qianmei's original purse.It's just that she embroiders with care, and the flowers and birds are more vivid than before.

But Qianmei couldn't help but grabbed it, and said strangely: "Hey, why did you think of embroidering this?"

Xiang'er smiled and replied: "The emperor said before, I want to embroider according to the previous one. I am clumsy and can't draw well, so I can't embroider well. Later, the emperor drew the pattern himself to show me, so I can embroider well. There is a bit of resemblance. Do you still like it when you look at it?"

Ke Qianmei smiled and said: "It's really good. Hurry up and tie a knot for me."

When he was talking, the little eunuch had already moved the coral in, and it was indeed luxuriant and full of brilliance, which was far beyond the comparison of ordinary corals, and could be called a priceless treasure.

When Taozi asked Ke Qianmei to look at it, Ke Qianmei glanced at it, nodded and said: "It's really tall, put it by my bed, it's a pretty clothes hanger."

Everyone was stunned.

But Qianmei has already lowered her head, and continued to gesture the purse at her waist.

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In the evening, Tang Tianxiao called someone to pass the message, saying that the Empress Dowager Xuan had called to have dinner together, and she would not come back until after the meal.But Qianmei ate alone, and took Nuannuan and Xiaona for a walk outside the palace.

Xiang'er hurriedly shouted: "Concubine Shu, do you want to take an umbrella out? It's cloudy today, I'm afraid it's going to rain!"

The two maids from Beihe couldn't quite understand what they were hearing, and were dumbfounded.

But Qianmei has always been lazy, as soon as she walked out, she replied casually: "It's just for a while, where can I get wet?"

Since moving to Yiqing Palace, Tang Tianxiao has mostly stayed here, but Qianmei is used to being served by others, so she doesn't know how to serve them at all;

Concubine Du Xian paid attention to the time when she lived in Hua Palace. Every day, she sent careful maids to wait outside the door to serve tea and water. When she lived alone in Yiqing Palace, Tang Tianxiao felt very inconvenient, so he called Xiang'er and Tao Zi to the house serve.They were chosen out of thousands of people. They are dexterous and considerate. Even Ke Qianmei finds them pleasing, and they gradually get used to serving them. On the contrary, the two maids brought by Beihe are a bit distant. Take it with you when you take a walk, and it really acts as a personal bodyguard.

It's a pity that she is the only one in the harem now, and even the queen doesn't care about her. No one dares to say no to her even if she walks sideways in the palace. These two maids with extraordinary skills are useless at all.

Seeing the red leaf pavilion in front of me, the sky is gloomy at night and there is no moonlight, but there are lanterns hanging in the pavilion, which generally reflect the nearby water and the swaying lotus.

But Qianmei lost her mind for a while, and when she was about to leave, Xiaona suddenly called out: "Princess!"

But when Qianmei turned her head, her two maids were quietly pushing each other, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Nuannuan glanced at Xiaona, hesitated and slowly took out a curled letter paper from her sleeve, and said in a low voice, "I believe the prince's secret letter."

"Uncle Seven!"

But Qianmei turned pale suddenly, took it slowly with trembling fingertips, but opened it quickly.

But only a few lines.

"Qian'er: Kanati searched for you in Jingshan, was captured by mistake, and is now imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. I hope to remember the past love and care for each other, and give a helping hand. Li Mingyuan."

Her lips trembled, her eyes were fixed on the following line of words, and she slowly covered her lips, but tears welled up, filled her eyes, and slid down her cheeks to her hands.

The tears were actually cold.

Maybe it's because her heart is also cold, so cold that even she doesn't want to face it?
"Reminisce about the love of protecting and cherishing each other in the past."

Rather than asking, it is better to say condemnation, full of sadness, discouragement, and disappointment.

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Everyone knows that Ke Qianmei, the Princess Kezhu, was rescued by a follower of Empress Dowager Li, but not many people know that the person who rescued her was the younger brother of Empress Dowager Li of Beihe, the Southern Chu who was overwhelmed by the Great Zhou Dynasty. Letter king Li Mingyuan.

Li Mingchang, the last emperor of Southern Chu, indulged in lewd pleasures, favored and trusted courtiers, and for his own private company punished important officials in the court, and copied and beheaded all the Zhuang's families.

His younger brother Li Mingyuan, the king of trust, tried bitterly to remonstrate to no avail, and he couldn't even save the whole family. Seeing that the emperor's elder brother, who was ineffective, turned against the general Zhuang Yao, he angrily led his troops to leave Beijing, and recruited talented people and strangers in his fief. , in order to have the power to fight back when the family and the country are in crisis.

Two years later, the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty approached the city of Ruidu. Before Li Mingyuan sent troops to rescue the siege, the last emperor Li Mingchang had handed over his seal and was ready to surrender.

Not willing to sacrifice many civil servants and military generals in the Southern Chu Dynasty, they defected to the well-known letter king Li Mingyuan one after another.However, at this time, the Great Zhou had already occupied most of the south of the Yangtze River, and there was a huge gap between the enemy and ourselves. Li Mingyuan was surrounded by enemies, so he could only break a bloody road and lead his troops to Beihe's sister.

It is said that on the way to Beihe, he met the dying princess Ke Qianmei who broke out from the siege.

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But Qianmei no longer remembered how he rescued herself.

She only remembered that, dimly, in her sleep and dreams, there seemed to be such a man in white, who carefully hugged herself in his arms, comforted her emotions that lost control from time to time, and called softly over and over again: "Qianer, Qianer Son, Qianer..."

At that time, she was not only like a madman, but also like a beast.

She stretched out her minions and roared, looking around with scorching eyes, agitated but ferocious and bloodthirsty, wishing to tear apart the living creatures that could be seen around her, and then laughed wildly in the spilled blood.

Maybe she did.

She clearly remembered some fragments of the dream.

She grabbed his snow-white clothes with bloody hands, leaving shocking bloody handprints. She opened her eyes and shouted unconsciously, but she didn't know what she was shouting.

But she never hurt him, and with so many people around him, he was the only one who could comfort her.

It is said that it was because when she thought she was going to die, at the last moment she woke up, he picked her up from the ground and chopped the man who tried to bully her in two.

Subconsciously, she trusted him, and only him.

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She really remembered him when she woke up from the big dream.

It was the longest dream in her life, and she almost failed to wake up.

If the Empress Dowager Li hadn't lent her soldiers, if he hadn't been by her side at all times instructing her eleven or twelve-year-old how to use soldiers, if she hadn't been able to wash away her hatred with the blood of Daguan people...

Even if she was still alive, she couldn't wake up from that dream full of killing and blood.

He once said that she was a miracle, but she always felt that he was the miracle.

She woke up to the clear sound of the piano, forgot all the hatred and killing of the day before, and stepped out of the tent as if bewitched.

The moonlight washes away the dust, the vast snowy desert is as quiet as the sea, the dark blue sky is quiet and deep, and even the sound of horses kicking in the sand seems to have washed away the vulgar sounds and is as beautiful as the sound of nature.

A line of footprints, stepping on the snow-like sand, slowly stretched forward.

She walked over slowly like a dream, but she didn't dare to step on it as if she was afraid of ruining the dream.

Step by step, she stepped into the footwells of the person in front left in the sand, cautious and pious.

She saw him at last.

People are like swans, zithers are like jade, and the moon is like frost.A song about Qing and Shang figures forgetting each other.

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He was intoxicated by the sound of his piano, but when he looked up and saw her, his fingertips froze for a moment.

Then, smile.

Such gentle and clear eyes, quietly staring at her face, seemed to make her crazy too, she just stood there blankly, staring at him blankly.

She seemed to know him, as if meeting him for the first time; and his eyes were also strange, as if he also knew her, but also met her for the first time.

But she knew that he was actually playing for her.

Because the song was over, he waved to her.

She walked over obediently and squatted down in front of him obediently.

He laughed, his handsome face was as beautiful as a flash in the pan.

He hugged her, gently pulled her into his arms, and asked with a sweet sigh: "Qian'er, are you awake?"

She was foolish, but felt that his breath was indescribably familiar, and it smelled very good. It was the kind of fragrance that she would never tire of smelling for a long time, and it permeated her lungs, making her whole body feel comfortable.

It took her a while to remember to think about his question.

She looked up, the sky seemed very close, the stars were as bright as diamonds, and each one was surprisingly big.

She recognizes the stars and the moon, but the snow desert in front of her eyes and the stretch of tents behind her are very strange.

She suddenly realized that she didn't know where she was, who this man was hugging her intimately, or even who she was.

This world is terrifyingly quiet, so quiet that only the man in front of him can prove her existence, the existence of her world.

"woke up?"

She repeated his words, holding the man's waist tightly with some fear, feeling the warmth of his body passing through the thick cotton coat little by little.

She raised her face, smiled flatteringly at him, and asked uneasily, "Who am I? I...why don't I remember my name?"

This handsome man lowered his black eyes, looked at her strangely, and then smiled softly, "Smiling sweetly, you are unparalleled in beauty. Your name is Qianmei, and you are the princess of the Kezhu Department of Beihe Kingdom."

"Qianmei? Qianmei?"

She chewed on the name, as if she couldn't associate the name with herself for a while, but she couldn't think of more evidence that she had nothing to do with the name.

After working hard for a long time, she gave up thinking about it and turned to the man, "What about you? Who are you?"

"Li Mingyuan." The man answered her, "Remember, my name is Li Mingyuan."

"Li Mingyuan...Ming Yuan..." She raised her small face and laughed, "Your name sounds nice! Ming Yuan, you... are my relatives?"

Calling out his name to an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, Li Mingyuan was surprised for a moment.

"Dear... relatives..."

He stroked her braided head and said with a smile, "Yes, I am your relative. However, I am from your uncle's generation, so you must not break the rules. I am the seventh, so you can call me Seventh Uncle!" "

"Uncle Seven?"

He looked only 28 or [-] years old. Although he was not very young, he was elegant and dignified. How could he look like someone from her uncle generation?
She was disappointed for no reason.

But he didn't realize that he was fascinated by looking at the little girl in his arms and smiling, as if looking at a peerless painting he had painted with his own hands, the corners of his brows and eyes were full of surprises.

"Ming Yuan!"

At this time, someone suddenly called like this, calling the name that Li Mingyuan forbade her to call.

A woman with very clear eyebrows and eyes walked slowly, wearing a toga with long sleeves like Li Mingyuan's, and a plain dress.

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