Mad concubine returns, prince get away

Chapter 84
Yun Zhaoyi walked back to her palace angrily, and after sitting down, she slapped the table heavily and said angrily, "That bitch, you really don't take me seriously!"

"Your Majesty, calm down, you can't break the skin with her at this time." Liang Qiu, who had been serving Yun Zhaoyi all this time, immediately waved her hand to make all the maids in the palace retreat, stepped forward lightly, and persuaded in a low voice .

Yun Zhaoyi has been in the palace for many years, and she is not a person without a little heart. It's just that this anger will not disappear so easily. Hearing what Liang Qiu said, she couldn't help gritting her teeth, staring fiercely at the outside of the palace, and said in a deep voice : "I know, if I endure this moment, I will kill her sooner or later."

"It's good that the lady can think like this. The servant thinks that although the second young lady is smart, she can't be on guard all the time. The lady might as well..." Liang Qiu moved closer to Yun Zhaoyi's ear, and spoke in a low voice.

A dark light flashed in Yun Zhaoyi's eyes, and a vicious smile appeared on his lips, and he said in a deep voice, "Your method is really good, let's try it now."

The palace banquet a few years ago was no different from the past. Before the evening banquet, all the girls wandered in the back garden, or went to sit with the concubines.

Because of the unhappiness just now, Yin Qingge didn't want to find himself bored, so he didn't follow the old lady to Yun Zhaoyi's palace, but walked around the back garden with the maid on his own.

Yun Zhaoyi wouldn't let Yin Qingge go if she had any thoughts, but after a while, she sent someone out to look for her.

"Second miss, Yun Zhaoyi is still waiting for you in the palace." Liang Qiu took the palace maid to salute Yin Qingge, and said respectfully.

Yin Qingge glanced at Liang Qiu indifferently, and said softly: "Go and report to Mistress Zhaoyi, I'm not in good health recently, and I'm worried that I'll pass on my illness to Mistress, so I won't go."

Seeing Yin Qingge's refusal, Liang Qiu was not surprised, and the smile on his face deepened, and he continued: "Ms. Zhaoyi and the second miss have not seen each other for a long time, and I am worried that the sisters will be estranged, so I asked the servant to look for it, the second miss These words are difficult for the servants to do."

"They are all sisters from my own family. How can there be anyone who is unfamiliar or familiar? Lady Zhaoyi has been in the deep palace for a long time, and her thoughts are much more complicated." Yin Qingge caressed the jade bracelet on his wrist with plain hands, and the feeling of warmth from the tentacles was heart-warming. He also felt much more comfortable, looked at Liang Qiu calmly, and said lightly: "It's enough to have the third and fourth sisters accompanying Lady Zhaoyi, you can go back."

"Second Miss, really don't want to see Lady Zhaoyi?" Seeing Yin Qingge's resolute refusal, the smile on Liang Qiu's face gradually narrowed, looking at Yin Qingge, he said calmly: "Miss Zhaoyi has a noble status, and Second Miss Do you really think you rejected it?"

Yin Qingge raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, raised his eyes to look at Liang Qiu, and then lightly cast his eyes into the distance, his voice was as calm as a lake, "Didn't I say that I'm not feeling well, and I'm worried that I'll pass on the disease to Empress Zhaoyi, Liang Qiu, why are you pushing so hard, are you trying to make Empress Zhaoyi suffer from illness?"

"I don't dare!" With such a big tall hat buttoned up, Liang Qiu's face changed slightly, and he immediately took a few steps back, and quickly denied it.

"The snow is getting heavier and heavier, Liang Qiu, you should go back and report my words to Lady Zhaoyi truthfully, don't ruin my interest in enjoying the snow." Yin Qingge waved his hand casually, and said in a calm tone .

Liang Qiu gritted her teeth, and just about to say something, a dark light flashed in her eyes, she beckoned the maid behind her to come forward, took the cloak that the maid was holding, and said with a smile: "Second miss, since If you don't want to, the slaves don't dare to force it, it's getting colder and colder, Second Young Lady should use a cloak."

Yin Qingge's expression became a little impatient, and he didn't let Fen Ronghao Qingyou around him move, and said lightly, "Leave it alone."

Seeing that no one came up to continue, Liang Qiu couldn't help flashing a hint of cruelty in his eyes, but he couldn't ruin the overall situation for a moment of anger, so he had to put the cloak on the table in the pavilion with a sneer, and then walked towards Yin Qingge again After a salute, he took the maid and left.

Qingyou on the side watched Liang Qiu go away, then took a step forward, reached out to touch the cloak, and said softly: "Miss, is there something wrong with this cloak?"

"Of course there are. How could Yun Zhaoyi let me go so easily." Yin Qingge nodded casually, leaned a little tiredly on the pillars in the pavilion, and said softly: "Don't touch it, just stay on the side. it is good."

"Yes." Qingyou replied, and stood beside Fen Rong, silently not speaking.

Yin Qingge looked at the snow scene indifferently, and in the distance as far as his eyes could see, a white figure suddenly appeared, with familiar but unfamiliar black flower branches embroidered on the skirt, holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, standing in the snow. It looks particularly eye-catching.

Yin Qingge's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously remembered the person that Qiu Lie met that night. Seeing that person turned his head and glanced at him, Yin Qingge suddenly got up, held up his skirt and ran over there.

Qingyou and Fen Rong were taken aback for a moment, but before they could react, Yin Qingge had already run a long way away, the two of them were startled, and hurriedly followed.

Yin Qingge ran very fast, but after a while he disappeared from the sight of Qingyou and Fen Rong. Yin Qingge turned eastward and westward, and soon arrived at a remote palace.

Yin Qingge was panting, her eyes full of doubts. She had been in the palace for many years in her previous life, and she didn't know that there was another palace here. Yin Qingge stood at the door for a while, stretching out her hand tentatively to push the palace door.

"Crackling." A heavy voice sounded, and all the snowflakes accumulated on the door fell down. Yin Qingge subconsciously took a step back, waiting for all the snowflakes to fall before walking in again.

The shoes stepped on the snow and made rhythmic sounds. Yin Qingge held his breath and walked carefully step by step towards the inside. The palace looked very dilapidated, as if it hadn't been lived in for a long time. Waiting to walk to the backyard, Yin Qingge I couldn't help being stunned, the backyard was full of red plum blossoms, and the whole garden was opened, and the cold wind blew, and it was full of bursts of plum blossom fragrance, which was refreshing.

Standing in the red plum grove was the man Yin Qingge saw just now. The white-clothed man turned around, just like that night, half facing bodhi and half purgatory.

"Are you looking for me?" The man held an umbrella and walked towards Yin Qingge, the smile on his lips was full of coolness, and his eyes were even more calm.

Yin Qingge subconsciously nodded, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, so he could only look at him calmly.

The man holding the umbrella moved forward suddenly, moved the umbrella to the top of Yin Qingge's head, and said lightly, "It's snowing heavily, let's hold an umbrella."

"Who are you?" Yin Qingge took a step forward, getting closer to the man, and asked in a deep voice.

"Tan Su." Tan Su spat out two words lightly, and then stuffed the umbrella into Yin Qingge's hands. His hands were cold and cold, and Yin Qingge couldn't help trembling his fingers.

Tan Su didn't seem to notice anything, and led her to a pavilion on one side, then walked to a corner by herself, and came out with a piano in her arms.

"Do you like to listen to the piano?" Tan Su put his slender fingers on the strings, pale without a trace of blood, looked at Yin Qingge indifferently, and asked softly.

Yin Qingge nodded lightly, closed the umbrella to one side, leaned on the bench in the pavilion, and looked at Tan Su calmly.

It was strange to say that Yin Qingge and him had only met each other on both sides. Judging by his appearance, Yin Qingge should be on guard no matter what. However, Yin Qingge felt a strange sense of intimacy in his heart.

The gentle sound of the piano sounded. Yin Qingge hugged his knees, buried his head in his arms, and listened to the song quietly. The red plums were like fire, and the sound of the piano was as light as clouds. Face to Yin Qingge.

If that half of his face hadn't been ruined, he must have been a generation of glamorous people. This was Yin Qingge's last feeling about this scene.

After Tan Su finished the song, he got up and walked to Yin Qingge who was already asleep, bent over and hugged her, and looked down at Yin Qingge's cold cheek against his chest, Tan Su's eyes couldn't help but flicker. The only time I was moved in many years.

The snow was still falling profusely. A man in white carefully hugged a woman in red, and walked lightly through the snow. The snowflakes fell on the man's shoulders and hair, like a dream.

After an unknown amount of time, Yin Qingge finally woke up gradually from his dream, and found himself in a warm pavilion with silver charcoal crackling on one side, and the interior was very magnificently decorated.

Yin Qingge propped himself up and sat up, Qingyou outside the screen immediately noticed the movement, walked towards Yin Qingge quickly, helped her sit up, poured a cup of hot water for her, and said softly: "Miss, are you still waiting for me?" Okay?"

"What's wrong with me?" Yin Qingge rubbed the center of his brows wearily, lowered his head and took two sips of hot water, coughed twice, his voice became a little hoarse.

"Miss also said that she was fine at first, but suddenly she ran out as if she lost her mind. The servant girl and Fen Rong searched for a long time before finding Miss." Full of worry, he continued: "Miss, why did she fall asleep in another pavilion? When this servant saw you, she was shocked."

"Another pavilion? But a remote palace?" Yin Qingge only felt that she was even more confused. She remembered that she went to a remote palace, and then she heard Tan Su playing the piano. How did she come to Qingyou? Sleep elsewhere.

"Miss, what are you talking about? It's in the back garden." Qingyou glanced at Yin Qingge strangely, after a moment of silence, she said puzzledly: "But it's also very strange, when I found Miss, she was still warm , and put an oil-paper umbrella beside her."

Yin Qingge couldn't help closing his eyes when he heard the words, and said after a long silence, "Where's the umbrella?"

Qingyou felt that Yin Qingge's appearance was a bit strange, so she immediately got up and walked out, and asked Fen Rong to bring an umbrella over, while she went to find someone to find the imperial physician.

Fen Rong quickly ran in, holding a red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and ran to Yin Qingge's side panting, "Miss, is this the umbrella you want?"

Yin Qingge took it silently, opened it for a look, then nodded lightly, then lay back on the soft quilt again, and said lightly: "Put it away, I will sleep for a while."

"Yes." Fen Rong looked at Yin Qingge's reaction in confusion, thinking that Yin Qingge was really uncomfortable, put the umbrella away and walked out quickly.

(End of this chapter)