The golden crow falls to the west, and the black color drives the golden orange color little by little, and invades the sky.
Bai Yao hugged the brocade quilt and sat on the bed, watching the slender backs of Daman and Xiaoman gradually melt into the darkness until they disappeared.
There were no candlesticks lit in the room, and the light was dim. Only those black eyes were extremely bright, shining like stars.
Those eyes were clear and clear, but full of desolation, as if he had seen all the world's sceneries, the world was so cold, it was the sadness and vicissitudes that did not match his 16-year-old age.
It can only be tempered by experiencing the despair of life and death and the helplessness and disappointment of life.
Bai Yao pursed his pale lips, calmly watched the darkness swallow up all the light until the room became pitch black, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was extremely bitter.
The short nails were firmly pressed against the gauze in the palm of his hand. He didn't let go of his palm until the wound under the gauze was cracked and oozing blood again, and he felt a tingling sensation. The faint smell of blood stimulated his sensitive sense of smell.
He didn't know if it was right or wrong to stay in Yong'an Palace.
King Yongan is good.
The rumored King Yong'an is good.
The Yong'an King he saw was better than the unreachable gentleman like jade prince in the rumors.
But he has no choice, and the most carefree ten years of his life have passed.
His life that could have been safe and smooth had just started and died in a hurry. His life that should have been smooth had turned a corner early and was driven into another dead end with no light or hope.
From that day on, his fate has been decided, he has no way to advance, no way to retreat, he has become a tool in the hands of others, a tool to harm others.
You can't help yourself, and you can't control your life.
He didn't want to harm that person, but could he still choose? Does he have a choice?
A soft sigh mixed with the sound of dry crying melted into the night of singing and dancing in the imperial city, living and enjoying life.
A few streets away from Yong'an Palace is the palace of King Jianning, the second prince who advocated his descendants.
King Yong'an and King Jianning are both the second-rank princes. Unlike the Yong'an Prince's Mansion, which was built according to the specifications, King Jianning, as the only heir, subsidized a lot of treasures when building the mansion, making the Jianning Mansion extremely luxurious and luxurious. Rare treasures and foreign tributes can be seen everywhere, even more so than the residence of the Zhengyipinzun Prince Ruiwang.
In the main hall, the best East China Sea pearls are used as lamps to illuminate the room in the daytime.
In the center of the hall, a dozen entertainers are kneeling and performing a puppet show.
Xiao Huaining was half lying on the imperial concubine's soft couch, the scarlet satin gown embroidered with camellia patterns was half open, revealing most of her white chest, her left arm rested on the armrest and the sleeve slipped into the crook of her arm, the wrist connected to her upper arm was smooth and graceful , the skin is delicate and smooth.
With the palms half curled up and the head resting, the right hand is on the bent knee and beating the time with the puppet show that is babbling in the hall, the red lips are curled up and down and humming, the soft voice sounds gentle and lingering.
Long, smooth and silky hair hangs loose, some hang down on the couch and the floor, some even cover half of her melon-seeded face, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes cast small shadows under her eyes.
Kneeling on the left and right sides of the imperial concubine's couch were six maidservants holding cherished melons and fruits and fine wines tributed by foreigners, all of them were as beautiful as flowers.
A few people secretly glanced at Xiao Huaining, blushes climbed up their cheeks, they were dazzled by Xiao Huaining's beauty, and panicked, but buried their heads deeper in the next moment.
Every woman who enters Prince Jianning's mansion will be deeply infatuated with Xiao Huaining's face, hoping to be favored by King Jianning overnight, fly up the branches, and become a phoenix.
But this idea will only exist in the first few months after entering the mansion, and anyone who can survive for a few months will give up that idea.
King Jianning is moody, reckless, surly and bloodthirsty. In his eyes, human life is worth less than a precious and rare flower.
These servants just want to burn incense and worship Buddha every day, hoping to live one more day, one more day! Only living is the most important thing! I never dare to think about climbing a bed and competing for favor!
An old eunuch with white hair and skinny bowed in. What didn't match his old appearance was that the old man's footsteps were silent, and he quietly appeared beside Xiao Huaining. He knelt down, lowered his shrill voice, and said, "Master, Ann My lord, please see me."
Xiao Huaining's hands paused, a pair of long and narrow fox eyes slowly opened, the tails of the eyes were flushed, the waves of the eyes were flowing, the eyes were full of charm, the red lips were slowly raised, and the momentary amorous feelings made the kneeling maidservants beside him turn red involuntarily Face.
The resemblance between Xiao Huaining and Zhuang Housheng is extremely good looking. However, Xiao Huaining is male and female, with a beautiful appearance, seductive to all living beings, and there is cruelty in that seductiveness. "Let him in." The voice was soft and light, and it was obviously smiling, but it made people feel as cold as the prey being stared at by a poisonous snake.
The old eunuch didn't even move his skinny face, his half-closed eyelids covered the emotions in his eyes, and his voice was extremely submissive, "Yes, master."
Xiao Huaining waved his hand, and the music stopped. The puppets in gorgeous silk and satin clothes maintained the frozen motion of the previous moment, or opened their hands, or knelt down, or flew in the air, but all of them were expressionless, and there was an indescribable weirdness when looking closely.
A man dressed in dark green clothes with a knife hanging on his waist came in, knelt beside Xiao Huaining, his handsome face was expressionless, his brows and eyes were full of hostility, and his hoarse voice was full of respect: "An Liang has seen the master. "
"En." Xiao Huaining responded, looked down at his confidant, the commander of the guards, and asked lazily: "It's so late, what's the matter?"
"Reporting to Master, news came from over there that the man had successfully entered the mansion and gained his trust." An Liang took out the secret letter from his bosom and presented it with both hands.
Xiao Huaining took the letter, raised one eyebrow in surprise, and said: "This little thing's movements are really faster than I expected, and I thought that it would take more than a month to enter that man's mansion." Well, it's only been a few days."
After reading the secret letter with a few glances, he threw it back into An Liang's arms, "Tsk tsk, the little thing is so lucky that this king is a little envious. It's so easy to succeed. It's good or bad, so I don't have to wait for this king." .Send a letter back, ask him to serve snacks, hurry up and take back that person's life to this king, whenever he brings back that life, this king will return his sister to him."
"Your subordinates have written it down." An Liang held the fluffy letter paper with his right hand, and when he clenched his fist, the letter paper turned into a pool of debris and fell from between his fingers.
"Okay, just leave if you have nothing else to do, don't delay me listening to the show." Xiao Huaining rubbed his brows and waved his hands impatiently.
"This subordinate will leave." An Liang's figure flickered and disappeared into the hall.
Xiao Huaining clapped his hands as if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes fell on the shivering maidservants who were kneeling aside, and sighed, "This memory is really bad, why did you hear it?"
The maidservants shook their bodies in shock, and the melons, fruits and wine they were holding fell to the floor. The gold plate fell silently on the carpet, but all the wine in the wine jug spilled out, and the purple wine stained the whole place. He covered the white fox fur carpet, "I beg the master to spare my life, the slaves and maidservants didn't hear anything, the master spared my life!"
"The slaves are deaf and blind, they can't see or hear, please forgive the slaves this time, the slaves will repay the master as cattle and horses."
"Tsk, this king likes this white fox fur carpet the most. You guys are so brave to dirty it, hey." Xiao Huaining's black eyes were filled with compassion, and he looked at the kneeling carpet like a dead person. The trembling footsteps of the maidservants said in a low, feminine voice, gloomy and paradoxical, "You guys are really clumsy ~ Uncle Fu."
The old eunuch Fushun appeared behind Xiao Huaining without anyone noticing, with his back arched and hands hanging down, his cloudy eyes fixed on several maidservants, "Master, please order."
"The few of them are too noisy, and the crying king has a headache, let's deal with it." Xiao Huaining's complexion is extremely fair, not healthy white, but sickly pale. His lips and cold eyes made him as gorgeous and eerie as a ghost in the night.
"Ahhhhh! Don't! Don't! Master please spare us!! We didn't hear anything!! Please, we don't want to die!! Don't want to die!!!"
The old eunuch Fushun grabbed the long hair of the three maidservants with his hand, like a bird's sharp claws, with only a layer of dry old skin wrapped around bones, and quickly dragged the six out.
"Ah, it finally calmed down." Xiao Huaining stretched, collapsed back on the couch, and waved his hands, "Let's get started."
The puppet show began to sing again, and the singing was more gorgeous and lingering than other operas. The expressionless puppet was carved as vividly as a living person, and it performed one after another in gorgeous silk and satin. s story.
At this time, the Yong'an Palace was already completely silent.
Xiao Huai'an lay flat on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, his eyes that were closed, suddenly opened, and asked, "Who did you see?" His voice was clear and clear without any trace of drowsiness.
"Yes, master. The subordinate personally followed him and watched him and An Liang join hands." Wen Lin half-kneeled in the darkness, his voice flat and submissive.
"I really didn't expect it to be him." Xiao Huai'an's light-colored eyes were like a pool of lake water, all the turmoil in the water was hidden under the calm surface of the lake, leaving only gentleness on his face.
"Do you need your subordinates to deal with him?" Wen Lin's voice carried some cool killing intent.
"No hurry, no hurry." Xiao Huaian's voice was flat: "After dealing with him, Xiao Huaining will still find a way to squeeze people in, which is very annoying. Let the shadow guard watch him first, don't move, the master wants to see him, Xiao Huaining What kind of flowers can be found."
"The subordinates take orders." Wen Lin disappeared in the dark night, and the room was quiet again. Xiao Huaian closed his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. Xiao Huaining, Xiao Huaining, if you want to be a hunter, you have to see if it is Opened up that brain.
[The author has something to say: Thank you Yanxi for your lovely tickets~
For the little cuties who pass by, if you like it, save it as a favorite, and watch the black-bellied prince spoil the little beauty~]