Emperor Jin

Chapter 47 Showdown
The winter sun shines down with a unique pale gold, and the north wind blows in, blowing the wormwood in the wilderness into waves. In the orchid pavilion, the two people clap their hands and swear, their voices clang, and after they smile at each other, everything is over. It goes without saying.

Many years later, Li Huan, who has become the king of Shu, will still sigh when he recalls that scene-although Baojin at that time was still immature, he had faintly shown the awe-inspiring power of the world. towering.

The bitter cold wind howls from the north, and time flows slowly through the fingers like a white horse. After seeing off the distinguished guests from Shu, the calm in Beijing is restored, but in this usual calm, no one knows How many turbulent undercurrents are gathering turning points.

The twelve doors of the Tongtian Palace with hollowed-out cloud patterns were all opened, and although it was cold in the Qianqing Palace, it suddenly became bright and grand.

The emperor was not busy with government affairs, but he was holding a jade piccolo and playing it quietly.

The sound of the flute is not as cold and flying as he usually is, but it is gentle and soothing, like a pale golden sun, flowing slowly in people's hearts.

The sound of the flute was quiet and distant, and it spread into the atrium leisurely. Even the servants who trimmed the flowers and trees stopped their work and were fascinated by it.

Even Yuedan's thorns scratched the bloodstains without realizing it. In the melodious music, someone seemed to have seen the fisherman's song from his hometown, the shepherd boy Xinghua...

Baojin wore a purple silk palace gown, with a snow-colored brocade dress underneath, graceful and graceful, like a plum blossom in the wind.

"You have just played this section, and there is always a stagnation. The onset has to be turned slowly in this way, so that it can be harmonious..."

The emperor explained the tricks, and seeing her listening carefully, he couldn't help teasing: "I thought you were proficient in instrumental music, but I never thought that you are ignorant in flute and sheng... As a teacher, I can be regarded as a teacher who is not ashamed." !"

He smiled slightly, his usual sternness and arrogance were no longer there, a smile curled up on his thin lips, and his whole person seemed to brighten up.

At this moment, when we first met in the flower forest on that cold night, the man playing the flute, who looked like an exiled fairy in green clothes, seemed to reappear in front of his eyes.

Bao Jin met his eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable. She turned her head slightly, and the scene of that night appeared in her eyes——

"Give you."

He took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and put it in her hand. The blue sleeves fluttered in the forest, showing a touch of loneliness.

……

"What are you thinking?"

The emperor's question interrupted her reverie, Baojin forced a smile, and said without thinking, "I think of the night I first met you."

She spoke peacefully, and looked up at the biggest enemy who had been gnashing her teeth all day and night, with mixed feelings in her heart, ups and downs, but it was not like the usual pure hatred.

The subjugation of the country and the destruction of the nation... Do you want to blame him for such a tragedy and deep hatred?
Bao Jin knew he couldn't fool himself.

As the lord of the celestial dynasty, my sister deliberately overthrew this great river and mountain. In the end, it was the Yuan family who created this injustice on their own!
Now, how can I let myself seek revenge on him with confidence?

She was bitter in her heart, but she heard the emperor sigh: "That night was really extraordinary... When I saw you staggering in the forest, I thought... I had met a flower spirit and a fairy."

He stretched out his hand, and embraced Bao Jin naturally, "At that time, your tears were falling like rain, your clothes were stained with blood, and when the moon shone on you, it seemed that you were banished from the sky. It made people feel distressed."

His voice was mellow and clear, completely different from his usual strictness and astringency, and he seemed to be a few years younger.

Bao Jin's heart was shocked, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

The two of them were in the midst of the charming ni, but they heard the emperor shouted in a low voice: "What do you look like, sneaking around and looking around!"

Zhang Xun groaned, sneaked in from outside the palace, glanced at Baojin, hesitated, but still knelt down and asked, "Long live today, which empress' palace are you going to?"

The emperor was stunned, and then he realized that today is the time to look back.

According to the practice in the palace, the emperor must spend the night in the central palace on the day of looking back.

He and the empress have always been in love, and have never been restricted by this rigid law. The empress was feeling unwell for a while, so she asked him to choose someone to replace her.

The emperor sighed softly, knowing that the so-called discomfort was really an excuse, but the empress urged him in disguise because she saw that she had never met a newcomer.

The emperor was not keen on female sex, and for many years, he was just monogamous and one concubine.Although this group of newcomers were pretty, they didn't interest him at all.

Fang Wanqing is coquettish and domineering, and Wang Meiren is like a clay sculpture and wood carving, which is really boring, but Xu Yinghua seems to be hiding his clumsiness in everything, blindly politely refusing to serve the night...

The emperor was uninterested, he pondered for a while, and said casually: "Let's go to Xinning Palace of Concubine Yue!"

He just said it casually, but he heard a clang from the sidelines, and he was particularly startled in the Hall of Silence.

Baojin's hand trembled, and the jade flute fell to the ground with a gap.

"The emperor forgives..."

She whispered tremblingly, her voice almost choking.

The emperor thought she was afraid of punishment, so he comforted her with a smile: "It's just a flute, although it's exquisite, it's not unique in the world. It doesn't matter if it breaks, just be careful from now on."

Bao Jin bowed his head and said nothing, twisting the corners of his clothes lightly with his hands, looking shy, but his heart was already on fire.

Mingyue's temperament is extreme, if she really wants to sleep with her, I'm afraid it will cause a catastrophe...

Her mind was in chaos, and she finally made an excuse to retreat, but she ran away as soon as she left the palace gate.

"Let me sleep with you tonight?"

Mingyue's voice was not very surprising.

She smiled slightly, and the almond cheese in her hand was rippling in the cup.

"Ever since I entered the palace, I knew that there would always be such a day..."

She laughed softly, her stern and sober eyes were like cold stars, piercing the corners of the eyes.

"What do you want?"

Baojin stood up suddenly, and said anxiously: "Let the green hills stay, don't be afraid—"

"You're not afraid of running out of firewood, are you?"

Mingyue's smile became brighter and she almost burst into tears, "You people from the Central Plains still have a saying, that is, it is better to be broken pieces of jade than to be whole."

"you!"

Bao Jin stomped her feet angrily, wishing she could slap her awake, "You are also considered a heroine who can conquer thousands of troops?! You are like the foolish women in the world, and you will die at every turn to keep your chastity!"

She grabbed Mingyue's collar and shook it desperately, "I am the Empress of the Celestial Dynasty, and now I am notorious, and I didn't seek death, but what kind of jade pieces do you want to learn!!"

Mingyue's pupils suddenly widened when she heard the words "Emperor Ji of the Celestial Dynasty"——

"I see!"

She suddenly said: "I should have thought of it a long time ago! King Gumo married the previous emperor's concubine, and he is related to the Celestial Dynasty by marriage!"

(End of this chapter)