Emperor Jin

Chapter 200 Old Dreams
At this time, the hall was full of wine and dancing, and the drums sounded like raindrops. The dancers were all dressed in green silk, exuding the style of the south of the Yangtze River. Seeing that everyone was a little carried away, Bao Jin felt bored.

The night was already deep, and the golden pillars were dyed bright red by the tears of candles. The fragrance of Ruinao was mixed with the smell of wine in the hall, making people almost intoxicated. The maids are cleaning and changing the utensils.

Baojin recalled that Song Lin sneaked away just now, and she also had this plan in her heart. She looked back and saw Mingyue's face was still pale, she gritted her teeth, and shed a thin trace of blood, but she didn't realize it, knowing that she was still complaining about just now. The man who had wronged her so much couldn't bear to look at him anymore, he leaned into her ear and whispered: "Shall we skip the table?"

Mingyue raised her eyes to look at her, but was pulled by Baojin, she couldn't help but lift up the hem of her skirt, and said a few words to the little maid who accompanied her behind her, then she bowed, leaned against the wall and walked out quietly.

When the two of them were about to reach the gate of the hall, an accident happened—someone picked up the jug, and drunkenly stepped forward to pull it. The two were annoyed, but they didn't want to say anything, and attracted everyone's attention.

Mingyue was full of anger, she immediately stretched out her hand and was about to push the man five or six steps away, but her hand was caught in time.

"it's me."

The man said softly, with some foreign accents, but his tone was very clear.

He lowered his head slightly, the backlight made his face almost blue, with a strange desolation - it was the man named Qing Mu.

Mingyue's chest began to heave violently, her eyes were about to burst into flames, and there was some pain in her dark brown eyes——

"Get out of the way!! Don't force me to kill you here!"

She shouted in a deep voice.

"Don't leave this hall..."

The man took a deep look at her, and then, with his eyes drooping, he said pointedly.

Baojin's heart trembled, but Mingyue was already dazzled by grief and anger, she ignored it, and turned her other hand into a blade, stabbing at Qingmu.

"Stop making trouble! There have been changes here, and the outside of the hall has long been besieged. Do you want to be shot into a hornet's nest?!"

Qing Mu growled.

His voice was a little louder, and some drunk people around him began to pay attention to this side.

Baojin's heart skipped a beat, he pulled Mingyue and turned around to leave, when suddenly he heard the Empress laughing from above Gao Que: "Concubine Yue and Yuran, you are in a hurry, but where are you going?"

Her voice was not high, but she passed through the crowd and reached Baojin's ear like a sharp thorn.

Bao Jin's figure stiffened for a moment, then he turned around, smiled nonchalantly and said, "My concubine is too weak to drink, she has already stained her dress, and she lost her manners before the banquet, so please forgive me.

"Why should you care about such a trivial matter..."

A smile curled up on the queen's lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "There are still a few noble shells who arrived in the capital at dusk, and they should have enough rest now, so I'm going to announce them to the palace. At this time, you still wait It's better to be by Wanzai's side."

So she asked Lin'er to pick up the few sets of casual clothes she was carrying, and persuaded her kindly: "The few regular clothes of the palace, there is no phoenix pattern that violates the law, you can wear them first."

The people below whispered for a while, surprised at the empress's virtue and generosity.

But Baojin couldn't find any excuses anymore, so he had to bite the bullet and go with Lin'er. When she came back after changing clothes, she saw that the cups and plates in the hall had been cleaned up, and all the delicacies had been replaced. Reluctantly poured hangover soup, sat in the seat and waited quietly.

Seeing Bao Jin Pingting returning, the emperor gave her a deep look, as if he was in a daze of hesitation.

"Long live, it's time to invite the envoy into the palace..."

The queen urged softly in his ear.

The emperor finally looked away and motioned to the supervisor of ceremonies beside him.

A loud and slightly sharp voice finally pierced the tranquility of Shen Ye——

"Xuan—the King of Korea and his concubine have an audience!"

This exit was like a heavy hammer hitting Bao Jin's heart!

*****
The palace lanterns swayed in the corridor, blown around by the night wind, and the brilliance penetrated into Baojin's eyes through the cracks in the carved lacquered windows.

The spot of light reflected into her heavy eyes, as if it had taken root, and in a flash, it was dyed into a monstrous fire, which ignited wildly in her heart.The main doors of the main hall were all opened, and a gust of wind blew in, carrying the coolness of the autumn night, but dispelling Ruixiang's dullness.

The apricot-yellow four-ball dragon court uniform unique to the monarch of the feudal kingdom became more and more clear in her eyes, and gradually approached, and the face of that person was gradually seen.

Baojin could no longer hear the noise in the hall, and all the noises were forgotten. She stared at the man until he came to the gate and paid respects like a ritual.

(End of this chapter)