Emperor Jin

Chapter 125
Concubine Yunxian saw Mingyue looking into the palace from time to time, thinking that she was missing the emperor, so she glanced at her with pity, and sighed softly: "Long live, I will never see you. People in the Central Plains value chastity the most. You really committed a crime." Big taboo!"

"That's why the queen's eyes are so bright that she exposed it in time."

Xu Yinghua said with a slight sneer, she glanced back towards the palace, with a sneer on her lips, "Long live this famous flower today, thanks to the empress's eyes!"

Mingyue heard it, knew that she was mocking the queen, and didn't bother to care about these intrigues, so she left in a hurry and went to look for Baojin by herself.

Bao Jin didn't go back to her dorm, she was depressed, ignored the singing and dancing in the palace, left the palace by secret way, and went straight to Cuiselou.

In the small pavilion of the bamboo building that I often go to, someone has already climbed there first, but it is the owner of Chenlou who is masked in black gauze.

She burned incense and played the piano, dressed in black as calm as water, under the moonlight, like a meaningful statue.

"How was the trip to Jiangnan?"

she asked with a chuckle.

"The scenery is extraordinary, making people feel like spring breeze, reluctant to part..."

Bao Jin smiled slightly, thinking of the thrill and accident this time, she couldn't help but relax her whole body. She pulled a cushion at random, sat cross-legged carelessly, leaned her back against the wall comfortably, took a deep breath, and only felt Tiredness passed through the whole body, from the heart to the fingers, and I never wanted to move an inch.

"It's a pity that after I arranged it, I made wedding clothes for others."

When she thought of Lang Ya's beautiful smile, she felt a burst of anger in her heart, but finally it turned into a soft sigh, "After all, you can't underestimate your opponent!"

For some reason, in this cold night, facing the landlord who never showed his true face, she felt relaxed in her heart, and she slightly showed a weak look.

"There is no omnipotent person in this world. Wouldn't that be a monster? You don't have to pay too much attention to the so-called man is not as good as God."

The owner of Chenlou said indifferently: "I already know about that Southern Tang princess..."

"I fell short and left this tail behind. It is really troublesome and must be resolved."

Bao Jin gritted his teeth and said: "Once Lang Jiao exposes my identity, the consequences will be disastrous. With her cunning and resourcefulness, she often serves the emperor, and I don't know what will happen."

Master Chenlou listened quietly, plucking the strings with his slender fingers, making a low and monotonous sound, which was especially clear in the dark night.

"This person... can't stay."

She sighed slightly, and uttered a sentence under the black veil, but it carried a thousand-weight force, like a sharp knife that captivated people's hearts.

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Baojin got up early the next day to dress up and went to the Qianqing Palace to serve, but Zhang Xun, the steward, said with a smile: "The newly appointed nobleman is staying in the palace and hasn't gotten up yet!"

At this time, the people from the palace rushed in one after another, holding warm towels, copper basins, incense sticks and other things in their hands, and the treasure curtain was lifted, and the half-clothed Langjiao middle clothes could be vaguely seen, and the figure was lazy.

The emperor got up from the palace and rinsed his mouth with green salt under the service of the maid, but there was a slight shadow under his eyes.

"Wanzai didn't sleep well..."

Baojin asked casually while covering the cover with a hot towel in order to dispel the shadow.

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed by Lao Lao.

"emperor?"

"Are you jealous?"

The emperor whispered in her ear, his voice was thick and powerful.

Bao Jin withdrew his hand, but did not move.

She was also really angry, smiled coldly, and her red lips parted slightly——

"Which brand name am I, to eat this kind of jealousy for no reason..."

The emperor suddenly laughed, and the palace people looked at each other, not knowing why he suddenly laughed.

"I didn't sleep well that night... But it's not what you think."

His voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying a natural power of deception.

"I heard Lang Ya playing the flute for a while, and I didn't fall asleep all night. I remembered some things from the past."

Baojin's heart skipped a beat, thinking of the wonderful and familiar echo of playing the flute, he casually said: "Chen Guiren's flute sound is so sublime, and the lingering lingering lingering sound makes people feel forgetful after listening to it—Long live, he must have remembered those romantic events, right?"

"Fenghua Xueyue?"

The emperor burst out laughing, the originally cheerful laughter gradually became melancholy...

"You guessed half of it right, I remember that glimpse at the beginning..."

He sighed deeply, and chanted softly: "The green spring under the sad bridge was once a shadow of a frightening bird." (Note)
Bao Jin's heart was shocked when he heard it, and he pretended to frowned and said strangely: "Long live, it's true, it's too miserable to chant such melancholy and sad poems for no reason--you and the empress, although there are many twists and turns, you are still doing well. They have become a couple of gods and immortals!"

The emperor smiled subduedly, nodded and said, "Immortal couple...you are right."

He sighed, then stood up and faced outwards, Baojin leaned close to him, only to hear a vague sentence——

"She is no longer what she used to be..."

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After Bao Jin watched the emperor go away, he only heard the skirts whirling behind him, and the crisp female voice was like fairy music, "You are really hardworking when you wake up so early every day."

Bao Jin turned around and saluted like a ceremonial, narrowing his eyes and said: "Your honor is joking... this is my duty."

The bright red of Langjia's fingertips flashed like a stream of light, and her long sleeves were stretched to the ground, flying over like a beautiful and unruly butterfly——

"I'm going back to the palace, Miss Yuran, why don't you come with me?"

The steward at the side looked distressed, "According to the palace rules, the nobleman should return in a Chengen car."

"That's too ostentatious, it's not right."

Lang Ya didn't raise his eyes, and refused.

She rolled Bao Jin's sleeve without any explanation, and the two of them leaned together and walked out seemingly intimately. The maids followed from a distance behind them, but they didn't dare to approach.

"Thank you for fulfilling..."

"Where, the queen is your real benefactor."

Bao Jin said lightly.

"she?!"

Lang Yan pursed his lips, and said with a contemptuous smile: "It's just to use each other... You didn't see the light in her eyes, that's the fierceness to monopolize everything."

She looked at Baojin solemnly, and said quietly: "Are you trying to put me to death?"

Note: This was written by Lu You when he revisited Shen Garden when he was 75 years old, intending to recall the deep affection he had with Shen in the past.

(End of this chapter)