Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 119
With the five red fingerprints on his face, Radoui knelt down and burst into tears. Even so, he still covered his mouth, trying not to cry out.

Those tearful blue eyes stared at me with a venomous flame that seemed to burn us alive.

I was startled, why is this girl so young with such vicious eyes?
Drolandomu sneered and remained silent.

Ahina looked into Radui's blue eyes coldly and said, "I have reminded you that these two ladies are still nobles of the Khan, and you will not be allowed to speak rudely, Mira."

Mira flashed out from the side like a ghost, and stood docilely beside Ahina.

Ahina said: "Draw this slave down, and give her twenty lashes according to the law."

A schadenfreude flashed in Mira's eyes, and she grabbed Radoui's shoulders and lifted her up.

Radui yelled anxiously: "You can't touch me, I belong to the concubine."

Mira's face darkened, and she looked at Ahina who also had an ugly complexion.

At this moment, someone walked in quickly, but it was a young servant I had never seen before.

Ahina hurriedly knelt down and saluted, "I've seen Sergeant Yiming."

The young servant bowed to Ahina and said, "The Empress Dowager has orders, please ask Mrs. Jun to go to the Winter Palace to drink 'Puyou wine'."

The Winter Palace and the Summer Palace are the residences of the two most powerful women in the Turkic palace, and these two women are the empress and empress.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly turned his head, glanced at Ladui who was kneeling on the ground, and said indifferently: "The Empress Dowager also said that Princess Dorondome and Mrs. Jun are treated according to the queen's etiquette. Anyone who offends will be punished." No pardon." Then he turned around and said respectfully, "Madam, please change quickly."

Ahina immediately hugged me and passed, and I turned around and asked Zhuorandomu to take good care of himself.

Her figure stands silently in the atrium, and the autumn wind blows up the birch leaves all over the ground, flying together with her clothes, describing the emaciated room, full of desolation and loneliness.

I sat in front of the mirror anxiously, my mind was spinning rapidly, what does this Empress Dowager want to see me for?
Could it be because Saruel has been too close to me recently?
Yiming waved to Ahina, and she went out.Through the curtain, I vaguely saw that Yiming seemed to be saying something to Ahina.Then I was dressed up, maybe time was tight, she didn't do anything to comb my hair this time, but let me hang a big braid, and even changed into a sapphire blue skirt.

The Winter Palace is in the east, and the Cool Wind Hall where I am is located in the west. From the west to the east, the Golden Rose Garden is the only way to go. If you can pass through the Rose Garden, you can actually save more than half of the time.However, due to the oppression of imperialism, the four slaves who carried me had to go all the way around the magnificent Golden Rose Garden and took the longest road to the Winter Palace.

There were bursts of heavenly piano sounds, and I listened carefully, and it really was Biying's piano sound.

Just as I was engrossed in listening, the piano sound stopped abruptly, and then several maids shouted from the rose bushes, "The princess is playing the piano here, who is there?"

Yiming had a bitter face, rolled his yellowish-brown eyes upwards, but immediately replied submissively and softly: "By order of the Empress Dowager, Mrs. Dali is invited to go to the Winter Palace."

The slave stopped the sedan chair nervously, and, like Yiming, quickly knelt there.

The maid helped me off the sedan chair slowly, and I knelt down slowly.

There was the sound of footsteps, and before people approached, the fragrance of roses had already struck.I raised my head slightly, and through the shadow of roses, I saw several beautiful figures.

The lower abdomen in front of her head is slightly protruding, and her whole body is rich and luxurious. Even if she is a little far away, the rare pearls and gemstones on her black hair are shining brightly in the sun, which still makes me squint my eyes slightly. It is Biying.

Behind her was a woman wearing a white veil, a pair of wonderful eyes suddenly cast towards me, shining a cold and hateful light at me.

I had no choice but to lower my head slightly, and with the soft ringing of jade bracelets, a finely embroidered gold embroidered skirt fell from the sky in front of me, stained with floral dew, dragging in the green grass, and the big pearls on the butterfly bow shoes trembled in front of me. Trembling, I couldn't help but slowly raised my head.

Who would have thought that after eight long years, Biying and I would face each other for the first time in such a form. I became Dali's hostage in Turkic, and she became the most noble princess of Turkic; There, while she looked down at me gorgeously and proudly in the sun.

She grew taller than before, gave birth to two children, and became more plump. She was born in a family of officials and officials, and she looked like a daughter of gold. I don't know how beautiful it is.Just like the precious roses carefully watered in this golden rose garden, the temperament is noble and extraordinary.

Her amber pupils still reflect the crystal-like light in the sun, but they have long since settled the world, and they are no longer pure and simple as they were when they were young, and have become elusive.Her cold stare reminds me of the kind of diamond buried under the iceberg, which is dazzling but cold to the heart.

I slowly looked away, silently looking at the rose pattern embroidered in pale pink on the hem of her skirt.

I felt her gaze fixed on me for a long time, so long that my calf was numb and I couldn't feel it, and so long that even Yiming started to cough, "If the concubine is fine, His Majesty is still waiting for Mrs. Jun .”

"Bold slave, dare to talk to the concubine like this?" The woman in white gauze standing next to Biying spoke out. Her voice was rough and hoarse, not much better than that of a male duck, and her Turkic language was added. Bad, it sounds worse.

"Xiang'er," Biying's voice was still so gentle and sweet, "Servant Yiming and Mrs. Jun please hurry up, I will not hinder you."

Yiming watched them disappear, and hurried over to help me stand up.I gently rubbed my poor calf with one hand, and hopped back to the soft sedan chair with Yiming on the other hand.

I slightly lifted the gauze of the sedan chair curtain, looked at their backs, and asked softly, "Is that maid named Xiang'er Han Chinese?"

Yiming lowered his head and said: "That's right. She is a slave who went to the market once before she married the Khan. She had no objection and bought a slave from the market. Tengger, Madam should really look at her." It looks like it just entered the palace." Yiming's eyes were full of contempt, "When I bought it back, I was covered in injuries, crazy and stupid, screaming all day and night, with such a bad voice, now I am the concubine's red people."

I remembered that Biying used to sweep the floor for fear of hurting ants. When her health just recovered, Yu Feiyan and I secretly shot down a carrier pigeon in Xifengyuan, wanting to make soup for her, not wanting her to die They didn't let us touch the injured pigeon, but took good care of it.I scolded her for a long time at that time, she looked at the pigeon and said to me uncomfortablely: "Mujin, this pigeon has no relatives around it, just like Biying, it is injured again now, I take care of it now, just like Muqin takes care of me Same. Good sister, don’t kill this pigeon.”

At that time, I sighed softly in my heart, and on the surface scolded her for being a silly girl, but I still let her take care of that stupid pigeon, and didn't let it go until it was too fat to fly.

I sighed lightly, and said with a smile: "It seems that your princess is very kind-hearted."

Yiming and all the servants looked at me strangely, and after a few perfunctory words, the Winter Palace arrived.

They did not lead me to the Youyang Palace, but took me to an exquisite small garden, although it was not as large as the Golden Rose Garden, it was elegant.Yiming pointed me in a direction. From a distance, I saw a few slim figures busy in the sea of ​​colorful flowers.

I haven't worn this kind of high-soled arch shoes for a long time, and it just rained yesterday, and the soles of my feet slipped on the pebbles, and I was about to fall into a shit.

A warm hand suddenly reached out, which saved Jun Mowen's face. I struggled to get up, "Thank you, thank you."

I raised my head and said thank you, but I couldn't help but stuttered.But I saw an old man with a hunchback, arched body, the height only reached my waist, his face was wrinkled like a rotten tomato, his skin was as dry as bark, black mud was embedded between the nails of his hands, and his body was also covered with mud. Dust, looks like a gardener.

One of his eyes was covered with a cloth, the other was as small as a mung bean, and there was a large tumor on his gray and sparse forehead.I was in a trance for a while, alas, why does this old man look so much like the vicious one-eyed old man Zhang who was the public enemy of all the children in Huajia Village when I was young.

While I tilted my head to look at the hunchbacked old man, his small bastard-like eyes seemed to be looking at me slowly, almost looking at my face with muddy light.He spoke impeccable Turkic, very resonant, "Almighty Tengger, Lord Yiming, why are you getting more and more beautiful?"

"Old man Zhang, this is Mrs. Jun summoned by the Empress Dowager." Probably because he was afraid that the old man would be deaf, Yi Ming said loudly, "Get out of the way."

Even the name is the same, what a coincidence!

The old man seemed to be deaf, he listened to Yiming yelling many times with his ears open, and then slowly walked away, walking slowly, stepping back and forth three times, staring at me cautiously with small eyes, preventing me from being like a thief. of.

"This is the best gardener in Ashina's family, and also the best gardener in Turkic." Yiming patted the dust on his body in disgust, "Don't look at him like that, his craftsmanship is really good. All the flowers and plants are taken care of by him, even the Golden Rose Garden."

I entered the center of the garden, and two figures in white clothes came from far and near, wearing ordinary coarse clothes, slightly stained with soil, holding shovels and bamboo baskets, in which were freshly picked flowers and plants of various colors, including gentian , autumn unicorn, crystal orchid, and hibiscus, with autumn dew in a haphazard way together, a colorful.

They both wore braids just like me, the one in front looked very precious, and the one behind was charming and pretty, but stood respectfully, and they both smiled at me faintly, but they were the Turkic empress and empress.

(End of this chapter)