maid's harem life

Chapter 129

"Van, play a song for me." Putting the flute back into the hands of Priest Fan, the demon leaned on his body and dropped his head on his shoulder.

Hearing this, the man stared blankly at the bamboo with a bitter face.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but kept silent.With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head helplessly, and put the flute by his mouth.

The sound it blows out is not as melodious as an ordinary flute sound, but has a little hoarse and sad sound.The demon leaned quietly, but she loved the sound of the flute very much.After finishing the song, he urged without raising his head, "I still want to listen."

I don't know how many times she listened to it before she fell asleep on Priest Vatican's shoulder, while the man was already sweating profusely and his mouth was sore.This flute doesn't even have a bamboo joint, if it didn't rely on some internal strength, it might not even be able to play.With one arm around her shoulders, the two of them leaned against each other in the moonlit night, neither of them thought about what tomorrow would be like.

During that period of time, Yao forgot that mother had left, and what Brother Shi had said, that mother no longer wanted them.By her side, there is an extra Brahma priest, and there is an extra person who can accompany her.

One person and one dormitory, except for sneaking out to play every day, the demon can't find anything else to do.Mingyao has already been assigned a sleeping hall alone, and even Mingxie has been named commander in chief and lives outside the palace.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Tao is infinitely beautiful, and youthful things come true, but who knows how much Mingxie has paid for the survival of the front line in the past few years.

Having made an appointment with the priest of the Vatican to meet in the back garden, Yao did not dare to neglect at all, simply washed up, and then, as usual, dismissed the maids and eunuchs who were with her, and rushed forward alone.

Excitedly walking up a few steps, he saw two eunuchs walking over with a brocade quilt in front of him.She stopped curiously, watching them getting closer.

"The slave sees the princess." The two hurriedly bowed to salute when they saw the demon.

She turned her eyes around the figure of the person in front, and landed on the brocade quilt: "What's in here."

"This, this." The two evaded, seeming to be hiding something: "Princess Hui, it's just a brocade quilt ordered by the emperor."

Seeing the weird expressions of the two, Yao just moved away and nodded: "Let's go."

"Yes, princess." After taking a deep breath uncontrollably, the two eunuchs looked relieved and continued to walk forward.

One sideways, Yao took advantage of the slackness of the two, pulled the brocade quilt down, and leaned forward curiously: "Ah..."

Terrified, he took a few steps back hastily.Facing the miserable state of the woman under the brocade quilt, Yao hurriedly turned around and covered her eyes with her hands, so scary.

In front of him, there was darkness between his fingers.She hurriedly put down her hands, and saw an extremely charming man, whose bright yellow clothes made her unable to open her eyes.Looking back, the two eunuchs had already left, and there were only two of them left in the entire corridor.

"You are, Concubine Xue's daughter." Underworld Emperor asked without waiting for her to speak.

Yao looked at the man in front of him and just nodded. He had seen this man before, if he was already the king of Ming Dynasty.

Underworld Emperor stopped talking, and the two just looked at each other. After a long time, she involuntarily shrank back, looking at his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but suddenly felt her heart sinking, a bad feeling, oily. But born.

"Your Majesty." A voice came from one side, and Eunuch Fu came to Emperor Underworld in a blink of an eye: "The ministers are all here."

"Understood." With a wave of his hand, he straightened his body leaning against the copper pillar, stopped looking at her, and passed by.

An uneasy breath, with a kind of entanglement in the cycle of fate, Yao stared blankly at the distant figure of Emperor Hades, and put one hand on his heart.

I don't even know how I got to the back garden.Priest Fan was there a long time ago, and when he saw her coming, he went up to greet her: "Demon, are you okay, you came so late."

"It's okay." She regained her senses and shook her head, then sat quietly on the stone bench beside her.

Seeing this, Priest Fan just sat down with her, took her hand and put it in his palm.

"Van, tell me, one day we will be separated." The demon firmly held his hand back, looking up at the sky: "The color of the sky is so beautiful."

"Yes." Priest Fan raised his head, but his tone was tense because of her words: "Demon, why do you ask like that."

"Fan, I just feel that happiness is too far away from us. I have felt this way since the day my mother left." But today, when she looked at Emperor Hades, she was even more aware of the happiness. Well, something looks like it's about to be destroyed.She didn't want it to be the hard-won peace between her and Fan.

"Happiness is not far away at all." Priest Fan wrapped her catkins in his palms: "Demon, don't be afraid."

His calmness also infected her beside him.

And the next day.

An imperial decree turned the woman's uneasiness into reality, and Emperor Underworld waved her hand casually, but turned her from a princess into a demon concubine, one of the four concubines, overnight.

In less than a year, she has completely changed.In the harem, in terms of viciousness and tactics, no one can compare to her.She hated, hated Emperor Underworld for ruining everything about her, resented, resented the injustice of this world, and tore the two of them apart.

And Emperor Hades allowed her to do whatever she wanted, obviously, because he favored her, but in fact, he made her a target of public criticism, forcing her to step into the abyss of death step by step.

Leaning against the window, the enchanting concubine looked at the raindrops all over the sky, her beautiful eyes were followed by mist, and in just one year, she and the Brahma priest were separated like heaven and man forever, seeing each other was in vain .

"Demon, don't be afraid..."

A year ago, the Vatican priest shook my hand and said so.

All the memories, but I can only hide them deeply, I can't wait to bury them, I can't wait to forget them, I can't stay out of it, and what I fear most is the rainy day.Just like that year ago, the sky was clear and clear, but it was raining continuously.

"Van, you told me not to be afraid, so are you afraid?" Hiding under the tall banana leaves, I stretched out my hand and caught the rainwater in my palm. My face and knees were all wet.But he was not willing to just withdraw his hand like this, the rain, hitting his face cool, penetrated into the skin immediately, and slid down his cheeks.

On the waist, I was pulled back by a hand, lying in front of him, the rain in my palm poured out, Fan, what are you afraid of?
Hugging each other tightly, I didn't say a word, just walked through the dense big leaves and looked at the gray sky: "I don't like this kind of sky at all."

Yes, even with that, I feel depressed.

"Fan, I want a sunny place." I subconsciously said it, but I don't know that starting tomorrow, my life will really no longer have a piece of sunshine.

"Okay, I promise you, I will give you the demon's sunshine..."

That is, this promise made him stick to it until now...

His demon is finally tired, tired...

Priest Fan leaned on the earthen grave, looked at the sky, full of warmth, and smiled with thin lips: "Demon, I could have sealed you up and kept your body, but you can only live forever like that." In the dark. I know that you will be afraid and blame me for not being able to give you sunshine. Now, I will stay here and guard you forever and ever!"

In the air, there was another flute sound, hoarse, but more moving than the melodious sound.

I yearn for tranquility, I like mountains and forests, the destination here, with him, I am not lonely at all...

The quiet sound of the clear valley, the banks of the water stream and the lake, in this life, we are the only ones inseparable.

The sky had long since darkened, the moonlight was cunning, and only a few court ladies and eunuchs were anxiously looking around in the winding corridors. "What to do, what to do, it's only a blink of an eye, why is it gone?"

"I'm doomed now, if the emperor finds out..."

"Then hurry up and look for it." A maid suppressed her uneasiness, took out a brocade quilt and wiped her forehead.

Here, they are running around in a hurry, wishing to turn the entire palace upside down.

Outside a resplendent dormitory, the maids and eunuchs who were guarding the night had all been dismissed, and at this moment, two small figures were slowly approaching one after the other.

The boy in front was wearing a small bright yellow shirt. He was squatting, half-hunched and approaching the hall step by step.And behind him, the child's footsteps were particularly immature. After taking two steps, his body had to shake a few times before he could stand still.

The door of the temple is wide open.Who would dare to break into the emperor's bedroom?
But those two children were so bold that they stepped in while holding on to one side of the temple door. The boy in front saw that there was no sound behind him, turned around and saw the girl sitting on the ground.He was blinking a pair of bright eyes and staring at himself closely.

"Emperor..."

As soon as the girl yelled out, her mouth was covered.

"Hush..." Xiao'er squatted down and pulled her up from the ground with difficulty: "Gu Duo is good, my brother will take you to find Emperor Father."

While speaking, two figures, one tall and one short, walked towards the inner hall step by step.

Under the orange gauze lamps, Qingyin was sitting in front of the table, holding a pen in her hand, frowning, thinking about something.Wearing a water-blue palace dress, the whole face is more delicate and delicate, and the black hair is scattered in front of the body, and the back has grown to the waist and back.

The black ink on the pen had dripped onto the rice paper, but the woman still bit her lip and did not write for a long time.On the couch, the man's brocade quilt was quietly lifted, and he came behind her in bright yellow pajamas.

"Ah..." Her body trembled, looking at the hand on her waist, Qingyin turned her head coquettishly: "I was scared to death."

"Isn't it just a letter?" Underworld Emperor looked at the blank piece of rice paper with dissatisfaction on his face: "It's been all night."

"No way." Qingyin bit the tip of the pen, thinking hard: "My God, what do you think I should write?"

(End of this chapter)