The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 190 Plum Garden Ghost
At the beginning of the morning sun, pieces of gold sprinkled on the tall and majestic buildings of Yunyang City, splashing a soft golden color.

Du Chun touched his chest with lingering fear, no one thought how Yunyang City spent such a thrilling night on the first night before the new year.

Countless kites flew that night, but before the kites could fly, rockets shot them down.

Although there were occasional fires in various places, fortunately they were discovered in time and all were extinguished.

And the germs that the Thousand-faced Poison Sage said could poison the whole city were just trying to spread them with kites.

Feng Wuxie had already seen that the germs were afraid of fire, so when they sank to the bottom of the water, they told Du Chun to follow the plan.

At that time, they agreed that if Feng Wuxie hadn't brought out the Thousand-faced Poison Saint, things might have changed. As long as there was something strange in the city, Du Chun and Bai Xiao should always pay attention to it.

Sure enough, a few people spent the middle of the night on the city tower, and in the middle of the night, kites were quietly flying all over the city.

Gong Moran gave an order, and the imperial guards ambushing everywhere in the city shot down those kites one by one with sharp arrows with fire, and burned them on the spot.

As the new year approached, although He Lianting's escape made Emperor Chu furious, in order to appease people's hearts, Emperor Chu had no choice but to swallow the anger.

It was announced to the outside world that the King of Great Dan had been ill for a long time, and Emperor Chu was kind enough to allow Helian's son to return to Great Dan to show his filial piety.

That is to suppress things, but also get a good reputation, the best of both worlds.

Inside the Hall of Shengde, Emperor Ming's palace lanterns were lit up.

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded in the city, indicating that the new year has arrived.

The maids and eunuchs kept shuttling back and forth, perhaps because of the New Year, everyone's faces were filled with the joy of the New Year.

Emperor Shengde looked at the scenery outside, and the boredom in his heart was reduced a lot. Looking at Feng Wuxie standing aside, he felt that the little girl was getting more and more beautiful.

The more I look at it, the more I match Jin Wang, my heart is full of joy.

"Let's have a New Year's Eve dinner in the palace tonight." Emperor Chu said to Feng Wuxie with a smile on his face.

Feng Wuxie was stunned for a moment, concealed his displeasure, and agreed: "Yes."

Coming out of Shengde Hall, Feng Wuxie called his followers over: "Go and tell the third master that I won't go home for dinner tonight."

The entourage responded quickly and went out of the palace.

Because it was still early before the banquet, Feng Wuxie wanted to walk casually in the palace, but who knew that the imperial garden was surprisingly large, and before he knew it, he came to a plum garden.

The gate of the garden was closed, and no one seemed to live there.

But the red plums in that garden were blooming very prosperously, Feng Wuxie saw it in his eyes and was delighted in his heart, and he was fascinated unconsciously.

Thinking of the sage plum in the corner that day, someone might be in the same mood as she is now, so she folded the plum and sent it to her room.

Few people come here, Feng Wuxie has been standing here for a long time, and I haven't seen a maid come here, presumably because this place is too remote.

Gently pushing the garden door, it opened with a creak.

Feng Wuxie looked left and right, then stepped into the garden.

The snow on the ground was covered with a thick layer, and there were many dead branches and rotten leaves, which creaked when walking on them.

Feng Wuxie gently sniffed the fragrance of plum blossoms, but he was thinking in his heart that he must bury a few altars of autumn dew under the plum trees tomorrow, so that they will be opened from the ground in the spring of next year.

When you drink it, there will be a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, and you will get drunk just thinking about it.

There was silence in the garden, only the sound of the wind blowing through the falling snow, and Feng Wuxie counted the time before turning back.

Who knows, but in front, saw a figure.

At the same time, the man also saw her.

Both of them were a little surprised, and said at the same time: "It's you? Why are you here?"

After speaking, he laughed at the same time.

Perhaps because of standing in the garden for a long time, the tip of Gong Moran's nose was red, and the lips under the mask were a little blue.

He walked towards Feng Wuxie slowly, with a faint smile on his face, and asked, "Why didn't you go out of the palace?"

In his impression, Feng Wuxie didn't have the kind of little girl's heart.

"Today's New Year's Eve, the emperor asked me to have dinner in the palace." Feng Wuxie replied nonchalantly, but he had already vaguely guessed something in his heart.

Only princes, princesses, and people close to the emperor can participate in royal palace banquets, and even high officials in the court are not eligible.

But today Emperor Chu made an exception and let Feng Wuxie stay. What does this mean?
Regardless of Feng Wuxie, Gong Moran can guess it.

Today's Gong Moran is still dressed in a white robe, and his hair is tied up with a jade hairpin. He is tall, with a narrow waist and long legs, like a piece of warm jade exuding a warm and moist atmosphere.

It's just that since he cured his poison, Gong Moran still wears a mask to show people every day, which makes Feng Wuxie very puzzled.

"Why do you always wear a mask to show people?"

Although I haven't seen Gong Muran's real face, Feng Wuxie has seen the rough outline when he detoxified him before.

The back view of such a man is enough to fascinate a lot of beauties. If he takes off the mask, he may drive many women crazy.

Gong Muran's fingers lightly stroked the cold mask, caressing the pattern on the mask, with a deep expression.

"I swore at the beginning that when I get my revenge, it will be when I take off the mask."

Seeing Feng Wuxie's expression was a bit stunned, Gong Muran said quietly: "Do you know why I came here?"

Feng Wuxie shook his head, but vaguely knew what Gong Moran was going to say.

"Under this plum garden, my mother and concubine are buried."

His voice was gentle and powerful, and it seemed that every word came out from between his teeth, as if the emotions that had been pent up for a long time were released, but every word contained murderous intent.

"After the concubine mother was poisoned, she was thrown here, and no one cared about her. Knowing that she had no hope of surviving, the concubine mother finally couldn't bear the heart-biting pain and hanged herself on the beam of the plum garden. That year I just At the age of three, I, who hadn’t seen my mother and concubine for a long time, ran out secretly, only to see her body being untied by the palace servants, carried to the open space beside her, poured oil on it and set it on fire.”

Gong Moran pointed to the open space on the side, although after so many years, the house still had scorched marks.

Feng Wuxie only felt that his heart had been hit by something heavy, and it hurt.

A three-year-old child saw his mother hanged, and the body was burned immediately, how cruel it must be for any child.

The emperor is ruthless, once abandoned, there is no way out.

Looking at the garden full of red plums, Feng Wuxie felt that they could no longer be more beautiful, and there were many dead souls buried under the plum tree.

This is the first time that Gong Moran confides his thoughts to Feng Wuxie. This seemingly gentle man has a heart full of holes.

To survive in the royal family, even if you have great hatred, you have to wear a mask to survive, no wonder Gong Moran didn't take off the mask.

Rather than letting people see the joy, anger, sorrow and joy on his face, it's better to be straightforward with a cold mask.

This is also his protective color.

Gong Moran looked into Feng Wuxie's cold eyes, but his eyes gradually warmed up. The woman who saved his life made him step out of the cage that troubled him.

Once you walk out, you will no longer be at the mercy of others.

Fireworks and firecrackers are endless, and the joy of the New Year spreads throughout Yunyang City.

Gong Moran looked at Feng Wuxie's face, feeling a little disappointed: "If, if you don't like Father's arrangement, I will find a way."

Seeing that Feng Wuxie was a little surprised, he said again: "Let's go, the banquet is about to begin."

After saying that, she was about to turn around and leave, Feng Wuxie finally couldn't help but asked: "What can you do? Can you still resist the order?"

Gong Moran, who was walking in front, froze and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about this."

"Are you going to talk about your illness again, or simply marry some kind of princess back?" Feng Wuxie saw through his thoughts at a glance, and said angrily.

Gong Moran turned around suddenly, and took a look at Feng Wuxie, who did not expect that she would see through his thoughts. Although these methods are a bit stupid, they are currently the only way to solve this situation.

The prince's marriage has always been involuntary, if he can't marry Feng Wuxie, he will have a political marriage with the princess of another country.

The reason why Emperor Chu didn't hit him on the head before was because he was ill. Now that he has recovered from his illness, he is the only old prince again.

It is even more inescapable.

Feng Wuxie asked Gong Moran angrily, "Do you know what marriage means?"

Gong Moran shook his head numbly. He has never thought about marriage. He didn't dare to think about it before, but he doesn't want to think about it now.

"Marriage means that you are responsible for a woman's life. If you marry her not because you love her, it will ruin her life, and you will also suffer for the rest of your life. Can you afford such a price?"

Feng Wuxie glared at Gong Muran unhappily, a little angry that he said these words casually, even though he was trying to save her from a siege.

Gong Moran was slightly taken aback, he had never thought about what Feng Wuxie said.

Seeing Gong Moran's stunned expression, Feng Wuxie took a deep breath and pushed him: "Let's go, it would be bad if people find out that we are here."

If someone with a heart finds out that Gong Moran appears in his mother's bedroom, it's hard to guarantee that the emperor won't be overwhelmed.

Just when the two walked out of the plum garden, they saw a group of palace servants walking towards them with lanterns.

In front of the plum garden is a promenade on the artificial river, Feng Wuxie hastily pulled Gong Moran away and hid behind the bushes.

After the palace man hung the palace lantern in his hand on the side of the road, he nailed the peach amulet in his hand to the promenade, sprinkled four seasons of rice on the ground, and then left.

The two came out of the bushes, and looking at the backs of the group of people leaving, Feng Wuxie let out a long breath.

It is the custom of Western Chu to hang palace lanterns, nail peach amulets on New Year's Eve, sprinkle four seasons of rice to drive away evil spirits, and prepare incense and flowers to welcome the gods at night to pray for a happy new year.

The gongs and drums in the distance beat three times, and it was long and long, Feng Wuxie walked two steps quickly with Gong Moran, and rushed to the hall.

There were already some people sitting in front, and when they saw His Royal Highness King Jin approaching, they all came forward to say hello, Gong Moran had no choice but to follow Feng Wuxie's words, and walked over first.

(End of this chapter)