Jin Boliang: Concubine Mei does not accept joy

Chapter 48
She actually remembered that man.

Concentrating her eyebrows, Zi Yun sighed lightly, got up and walked out of "Sihui Pavilion".

There are still many guards stationed outside the pavilion, one after another, with only one purpose, and that is to guard her under orders.

Smiling and looking up at the sky, today's sky is gray and terrible for some reason.

At this time, Wuhen should be at Ning Qin'er's side!

The clouds flow away, the yellow leaves fall, and the autumn is already very strong in a blink of an eye.

Zi Yun's eyes were looking towards the direction of Fengqin Hall, her heart was beating wildly, but her eyes were still so indifferent.

It wasn't until the wisp of light smoke curled up and met Zi Yun's eyes that she smiled lightly and returned to the back room with her heart in her hands.

What happened next proceeded in a logical manner.

It was said that the empress was accidentally buried in the sea of ​​flames, leaving only a charred corpse, which was almost exactly the same shape as Ning Qin'er, and there was still an incompletely burned phoenix robe on her body, so everyone believed that The scorched woman is the current empress Ning Qin'er.

Ning Qin'er's funeral was arranged grandly, and she was given a posthumous title: Empress Xianliang.

Even Zi Yun, who was confined to the "Sihui Pavilion", heard a lot about the virtuous queen, and whenever this happened, she would smile lightly and not comment.

As time passed, it was late autumn and early winter after Ning Qin'er's funeral. The cold wind made Zi Yun tremble unconsciously every time she was reading, even though she had set up a stove in the house.

Putting down the scroll in his hand, Zi Yun wrapped his white fur coat tightly around his body, and walked towards the garden, looking around at the simple trees, Zi Yun had indifference in his eyes, and the garden had become even more deserted.

No one wants to come again, but only that infatuated fool - Ke Qinghong will come every day.

Zi Yun stared at the closed wooden door not far away with indifferent eyes, wondering what she was expecting in her heart?
It's him?Or is it him?
Stupidly looking at the wooden door for a long time, the door is still not opening, only the sound of the cold wind blowing through the branches can be heard, Zi Yun pulled his lips and smiled faintly, after all, he was thinking too much and expecting too much .

No one will persist in the face of indifference, no one will persist in something that will never be obtained, even the deep love and patience at that time, but like an iron pestle, it will eventually be polished by time .

Nothing is untouched by time, nothing!

Withdrawing her eyes, Zi Yun raised her hand and slowly closed the door, everything will end at this moment.

In the sky, the moment Ziyun closed the door, white snow floated up, and slowly fell to the ground, piled up and covered until it was covered with snow!
It was night, the cold wind outside the house was mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow, as if it was about to bury the world, Zi Yun was sitting by the fireplace and reading a book, and she had been relying on books to pass the time this year.

However, there are not many books in this room, and she doesn't know how she will spend her time in "Sihui Pavilion" in the future, so she slowly closes the pages of the book, gets up and walks to the bookshelf.

Stepping up, Ziyun raised his hand to take the book on the highest floor, but the book seemed to be connected to the cabinet, and it couldn't be moved no matter what.

Zi Yun frowned, but increased strength in his hand, but the book didn't move, but a vase on the bookshelf fell to the ground, and it shattered immediately with a "pop".

Turning to look at the vase, I saw a strange button on the place where the vase was originally placed. It was the same color as the cabinet, and the inlay was so fine that it couldn't be seen without looking carefully.

Slowly raising her hand, Zi Yunyu covered the button, intending to press it, but at this moment, the door of the room was pushed open vigorously, and the wind and snow poured in instantly. The hideous scar spread all the way to the right eye under the wolf eyepatch, the uncovered pupil was as clear as a pool of water, and the slightly dark skin covered his fortitude like a knife and axe, exuding a unique masculinity. Masculinity, it can be seen that this man turned out to be very handsome.

The man just stood quietly at the door, watching Zi Yun, as if he didn't feel the cold at all.

Zi Yun looked at the man in front of him in surprise, but subconsciously blocked the button on the bookcase with a book.

Watching him walk in slowly, but with an expression in his eyes that she didn't understand, Zi Yun asked in surprise: "Who are you?"

But the visitor seemed to have not heard, and walked slowly towards Zi Yun, but when he was still a table away from her, he turned and left without hesitation, without saying a word.

Looking at the man's leaving back in surprise, Zi Yun frowned suddenly: "Weird."

Hastily closing the door and locking it, Zi Yun came to the bookcase, covered the button again with his hand, and with a light press, he heard a crisp "pop" but the originally unshakable book still popped out, and the bookcase slowed down. Moving away slowly, a secret door appeared.

Seeing everything in front of her, Zi Yun was startled, but still calmly walked towards the secret door. The secret passage was very dim, and only the steps could be seen faintly.

Pressing the beating heart in her chest, Zi Yun walked slowly towards the depths of the secret passage, the secret passage seemed very long, and the silence was terrifying, only the sound of her footsteps could be heard continuously in her ears, as if someone was following her closely , Zi Yun held his hands tightly, and walked toward the depths step by step restlessly.

The dark passage became larger not far away, and it suddenly became clear that it was a dark room.

The dark room is not big, with a smell of dust, Zi Yun took out the torch in his arms, lit a small red candle on the table, the room turned bright, Zi Yun squinted his eyes.

The decoration here is very simple, a table, a chair, and a bed, so there is no extra furniture.

Zi Yun slowly inspected a small secret room. There is actually a secret room hidden in the remote cold palace, and it is so secretive.

It seems that this secret room has been there for decades, Zi Yun walked slowly to the stone bed, staggered under his feet, lowered his eyes, couldn't help covering his lips and screaming, there was a thick white bone under his feet.

Zi Yun took a deep breath, tried to suppress the fear in his heart, looked at the corpse under his feet, and frowned slightly. The corpse was covered with a palace dress, and there was nothing special about it, except that the curved and tightly gripped But the bone of his left hand caught Ziyun's eyeball.

Slowly squatting close to the bone, Zi Yun found a broken strip of white cloth in her hand, oozing dark blood.

Looking at the blood on the white cloth strip, Zi Yun's indifferent eyes suddenly rippled, he suddenly looked down at the corpse on the ground, staggered back a few steps, turned around and left suddenly.

Returning to the room restlessly, Ziyun looked at the white cloth that was tightly held in his hand, looked at the bright snowy night outside the window, the bright night sky, the quiet night, the brilliant sky, Ziyun's heart was beating wildly at that time. Slowly calmed down.

Maybe, I should still face everything that I have to bear, instead of hiding in the corner of this world alone, letting myself float away from the world, regardless of everything in the world.

In this way, although quiet, but selfish!

What's more, what was said on the white cloth may be related to the fate of many people, not just her!
Tonight's "Suihui Pavilion" was surrounded by a thick layer of silence. It was already ten minutes past midnight, and the imperial palace had faded away from the day's catharsis, and the silence was filled with eerie strangeness.

The guards in front of "Sihui Pavilion" were exhausted and dozed off constantly.

Ziyun's room was pitch-black, but she did not fall asleep, she just sat quietly by the bed in a thin coat, her black hair like ink was scattered, her faint black eyes stared at the beams of the roof, and there was an uneasy feeling in her eyes. The look of words.

Zi Yun didn't know how long she had been staring at the pitch-black beams, but felt a faint chill, lowered her head and sighed, which finally disturbed the silence of the room.

Zi Yun got up quietly, and looked around in the dark at the house where she had lived for nearly a year. It was clean and simple, with an indifferent plum fragrance:

"The fragrance of plum blossoms is still there, and people in the past would like not to keep it."

The fire folder in his hand shone with faint starlight, igniting the low-hanging window curtain, the fire spread slowly, swallowing the window curtain in an instant, and wandering around like a fire dragon.

Standing in the middle of the fire, Zi Yun wasn't nervous at all, she just looked at the fire spreading wantonly around her leisurely, and smiled lightly but without any emotion.

She was actually betting, betting on his love for her, betting on whether this year's disappearance, one year's parting and her betrayal have turned into nothingness because of love.

The fire spread with the cold winter wind, and the flames danced, licking everything in the "Sihui Pavilion", turning a corner of the palace red, and thick black smoke rose.

The guards in front of the courtyard finally discovered the abnormality in the "Sihui Pavilion", and woke up from sleep, turned their heads to look at the cluster of red light, and were dumbfounded.

After a long time, someone in the crowd yelled, "It's on fire, put out the fire quickly."

The guards were finally awakened by the words, thinking that Zi Yun who lived in the "Sihui Pavilion", although she was a concubine who was thrown into the cold palace, she was still Concubine Yi, with a much higher status than them.

Suddenly, many guards rushed into the garden, holding wooden buckets in their hands and desperately pouring water towards the fire, but the fire still did not decrease in the slightest.

The snow melted a little bit, turned into a stream of water in an instant, and then disappeared into the fire.

Zi Yun closed her eyes and stood in the middle of the fire, her whole body was covered with a strange fiery red, which was extraordinarily coquettish and beautiful.

The creaking sound of the fire engulfing the wood and the flustered sound of the guards outside the house were noisy, but Zi Yun remained indifferent.

Suddenly, Zi Yun opened her beautiful eyes in an instant, looked at the burning wooden beam, and there was a firmness in her eyes, and she took steps towards the wooden beam.

The scorched wooden beam toppled over in an instant and hit Zi Yun straight on the head.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that maybe, time has changed something and taken away something.

Nothing or things will stay in the best moment forever. Years, friendship and memory will all go away.

The tearing pain came from the top of his head, and Zi Yun fell to the ground violently, his heart hurting inadvertently, did he finally press the wrong bet?
That man has never appeared until now. It turned out that his so-called love was not worth her "betrayal".

Eyes closed suddenly, Zi Yun immediately lost consciousness, the fire was still burning fiercely, scorching Zi Yun's cheeks, but she didn't know it.

The snow field outside the house is glowing with fire, and a few plum blossoms are quietly exuding a faint plum fragrance, which is refreshing!

Why is it so dark in front of my eyes, why can't I hear a sound in my ears?

There seems to be something passing in my mind, like a play, passing by in a flash, and I can't touch it.

My heart, why is it stuffy, with a faint pain, what is leaving?

I don't know, but my heart is very sad!
"My lady, the girl is awake, my lady!"

Suddenly, a girl's crisp cry was heard, followed by soft footsteps.

Zi Yun slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a smiling face, looking dully at the jade-like woman in front of him, Zi Yun said slowly: "Who are you? I, This is where?"

The woman's smile was as elegant as a white plum, which made Zi Yun feel a strange sense of familiarity, but he couldn't explain the reason.

"Are you awake? My name is Liuyun. This is the imperial palace. You are now in Yiyun Palace, my bedroom." Liuyun said in a gentle tone, and could not stop gently stroking her tall, round belly.

Ziyun looked along her hand and touched Liuyun's stomach. Her heart trembled unconsciously, which made Ziyun feel very inexplicable. Looking away from Liuyun's stomach, Ziyun opened his mouth quietly, as if He was talking to himself, and seemed to be asking Yun'er: "Imperial Palace? Yiyun Palace? Liuyun?" Everything seemed too familiar, but everything seemed very strange. Zi Yun frowned and looked around at everything. It fell on Liu Yun's face unconsciously.

She, let her look familiar!
"Why am I in the palace?"

When Liu Yun heard the words, surprise rose in his eyes: "You don't remember?"

"Should I remember? What have I got to do with this? And, who am I?"

Amnesia?Staring at Zi Yun carefully for a moment, Liu Yun turned around suddenly: "Jing'er, go and call the emperor, and the imperial physician, hurry up!"

"Yes, Concubine Yun."

Watching Jing'er leave, Liu Yun approached Zi Yun, sat lightly on the edge of the bed, looked at Zi Yun, with a look in his eyes that Zi Yun couldn't fathom: "You, really don't remember anything? You Do you still know your name? And your life experience?"

"I don't remember." Zi Yun stared at Liu Yun's eyes, and always felt that these eyes and this appearance made her feel inexplicably familiar, "Who am I?"

"Your name is..." Liu Yun was just about to say that your name is Bai Ziyun, the emperor's concubine, Concubine Yi Gui, but was interrupted by a deep voice outside the door.

"You are called ruthless." Luo Yiming walked slowly towards the bed. Seeing this, Liu Yun hurriedly got up and wanted to salute, but Luo Yiming gently stopped her, and gently hugged her shoulders, with an extremely pampering expression on his face With a smile: "Yun'er, you don't need to be polite. You are pregnant with my child and you need to take good care of it." After speaking, he turned to look at Zi Yun who was leaning on the bed, his eyes turned as cold as ice, the smile faded away, and slowly Walking towards her, Zi Yun couldn't help feeling chills from the aura emanating from her body, her heart beat wildly, but she shrank back in fear.

Seeing her frightened look, Luo Yiming suddenly pulled the corner of his lips lightly, showing a disdainful expression.

Such a vicious woman has lost her memory and can't remember everything, heh, it's really ridiculous, I want to see what tricks you play!
"Your name is Wuqing, you are Concubine Yun's maid, and my servant. A few days ago, I sent you to the 'Sihui Pavilion' to handle errands, but I didn't expect that the pavilion caught fire for no reason, and the falling beam happened to hit your head. That's why you fell into a coma, if it wasn't for Yun'er begging me so hard, I would have kicked you out of the palace long ago, now that you have recovered, serve Concubine Yun well."

Hearing this, Zi Yun raised her hand to cover the white cloth on her head in a daze, and kept murmuring: "My name is Wuqing, Wuqing, Concubine Yun's maid."

Sneering at Zi Yun who was restless on the bed, Luo Yiming suddenly closed his eyes, turned around and left with Yun'er on his arm.

Is it really amnesia?
No, I can no longer be fooled by that woman so easily. In the past, it was because of my pampering and pampering that I lost the queen's child, as well as the queen mother whom I love the most. Now, I will never be so easy again Fall into her plot.

(End of this chapter)