Chapter 166 Empress Xi

This painting is about the size of a real person, and the painting is exquisite and realistic. At a glance, it looks like a real person standing there.

Mo Ziyao was stunned and muttered for a while. She couldn't help muttering, "This, these eyes... this Shen Yun... is so similar!"

The woman in the painting is holding a Jinghongguiyun bun, with a jasper edge and a long hairpin on both sides of the bun. The bun is topped by a blooming peony. The flowers are as bright as fire, clusters of red clouds, charming and beautiful, and the dark hair bun seems to overflow.

The woman's face was slightly rouge, and her skin was thin and white, with a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes almost exactly the same as Ruan Lingzheng. Her amber eyes looked faintly at the distance, revealing a little melancholy and sadness in her eyes, and there was a little expectation in the depths.

A hibiscus-colored wide-sleeved wide-sleeve body made of blurred silk brocade, matched with a golden-looking fairy skirt, which is as bright as flowers. The skirt is embroidered with gold and silver silk thread as thin as fetal hair to form a thousand-leaf begonia and perching warbler. The embroidery is decorated with tens of millions of pearls, reflecting gold and silver silk threads, which is precious.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to understand why this was a forbidden place in the palace, just because the woman in the painting had too many similarities with Ruan Lingzheng.

If you guess correctly, the woman in this painting is the Empress Dowager Xi, and Ruan Lingzheng and she must have something to do with it. Look at those addictive peach blossom eyes, which are simply carved from a mold. Could it be that Princess Xi is the mother of politics?

Mo Ziyao couldn't help but remember that he lay beside him that night, took his hand hard, and shouted loudly, "Mother, don't leave Zheng'er..." His voice revealed the smell of pain, helplessness, sadness and farewell.

"The person who hurt him so much is Princess Xi, right?" Mo Ziyao thought. But why did Princess Xi abandon the government and give him to the empress dowager to raise? That's her own flesh and blood. Why doesn't she feel sad? Such a cruel mother, no wonder the politicians blocked all their memories in their hearts and didn't mention them to anyone. No wonder this place became a forbidden place in the palace after her death.

He did this because he didn't want to think of this ruthless mother who made him sad and painful! However, it is unknown whether the facts are as I guessed.

Mo Ziyao returned to the seat of the hall and sat down, stretched out her hand to the celadon teapot, and gently found that there was no tea in it. I can't help but feel a little funny about my behavior. No one lives here. How can there be water in the teapot?

"Alas!" Mo Ziyao sighed and was very upset. So he stretched out his fingers helplessly to play with the candlelight. Thinking that Ruan Lingzheng knew that he had come to Xilin Palace, he didn't know how to welcome his anger.

"If I say that someone came here after being framed, I don't know if he believes me?" Shaking her head, she knew that this matter could not be easily done. She knew that the layout person had been quiet for more than half a year and had spent such a big price. How could she easily escape?

Lying on the table, Mo Ziyao tapped the table with her fingers, feeling restless and didn't know what to do. It's over. I'm afraid I touched his reverse scale this time, and I don't know if he will put me into the cold palace in anger?

couldn't sit still and got up and walked back and forth in the hall. She rubbed her hands and thought dejectedly, "I'm not afraid of entering the cold palace. What I'm afraid of is that Ruan Lingzheng will estrange me because of this. In any case, even if he really hates his biological mother in his heart, he can't give up his blood-blooded family affection anyway. From the fact that he made the Xilin Palace so clean and tidy, it can be seen that he still misses Princess Xi.

She was so upset that she simply took a candle and began to walk around the palace that had been uninhabited for a long time.

There are two side halls on both sides of the hall, one of which is a Buddhist hall dedicated to worship Buddha, which is dedicated to a golden bodhisattva. I think that in front of the Empress Dowager Laixi is the same as the Empress Dowager, who loves to worship Buddha. The other side hall turned out to be a study. Mo Ziyao walked in and found that there were some books on the bookshelf here, but more were some famous calligraphy and paintings, precious Danqing and ink pens.

In the middle of the room is a bar desk made of elm, and a collection of poems and a thick stack of rice paper are placed on the desk.

There seemed to be words written on the rice paper. Mo Ziyao curiously went forward to open it and read. Seeing that her handwriting was very beautiful, she wrote upright and neat Song style characters. The lines of the words were smooth and not separated from the water. At first glance, it looked quite like a sense of clouds and water, which made people couldn't help but brighten up.

Each one is written with a pen. After taking a random look, Mo Ziyao opened her lips and said, "What a beautiful woman, and you are free and care about yourself. The soul is more than the faint and does not reverse, and the shape is withered and lives alone. It is said that I come and there in the evening, and I am happy and forgetful. My heart is moved and I don't care about the past, and I am proud and go on a blind date. Yi Yuzhi is slow and stupid, and has a happy heart of chastity. May you ask and enter by yourself, and get the jade sound of Shangjun. According to false words, I look forward to the departure from the palace in the south of the city. You have set up your own thin tools, but you have refused to come...

The poem expresses the woman's desire for emperor's love in the harem and the painful state of seeing her beloved with other women.

Mo Ziyao thought that she was still a concubine Xi at that time, and like those concubines, she was eager to be favored and loved by the emperor.

So I turned over another song, which had already been mistaken by Chanjuan and wanted to make up in front of the mirror. Cheng En is not good-looking, and teaches concubines to be tolerant. The wind warms the sound of birds, and the sun is high and the flowers are heavy. Year after year, the girl of Yuexi remembers picking hibiscus. It turned out to be Du Xunhe's [Spring-Palace Resentment]

Mo Ziyao shook her head. They were all some harem women living in the deep palace. They were depressed and lonely. After reading these poems, she was not in the mood to look down. She thought that this Empress Xi could not avoid vulgarity in those years. Emperor Ai, that's what it is. I should have known to entrust a heart to him all year round, which is to suffer for my whole life.

Mo Ziyao wanted to sort out these rice papers, and suddenly a slightly old rice paper floated out of the many papers. Picking it up and looking at it, I couldn't help but "Heh?" Sound. There is a scene painted on the paper: a four- or five-year-old child is squatting on the ground. His face is innocent and he is bending down and seriously trying to pick up a yellow leaf.

The color of the painting is bright and bright, and even the child's unique ignorant and innocent appearance is vivid.

Mo Ziyao stretched out her finger and stroked the boy on the picture, unconsciously raising a smile, "Is this when Zheng was a child? It's so cute." Suddenly, she found that there was a small inscription in the rolled corner: The child asked, why did it be too late to return? Who will compete for the years and win the sideburns?

There was also a drop of dry yellow tears on the word, which made her think that Empress Xi missed her son, so she secretly ran to see him, and then came back to draw his appearance and put it beside her to see people. One night, I cried because I missed him.

It can be seen that Princess Xi often remembers her son in her heart. Who will compete for years and win the sideburns? These two sentences may express her difficulty in not seeing her son. Did she give her young son to the empress dowager to facilitate her to compete with other women in the harem or for other reasons?

From those tears, Mo Ziyao felt that Princess Xi had no choice but to do so in those years. Maybe I hope that my son can have a better future before I give up my love.

What was the situation in those years? I'm afraid only the empress dowager, who is alive today and raised Ruan Lingzheng, knows?

Put away the painting, Mo Ziyao stepped out of the side hall, and was not happy to know the heart of Princess Xi. At present, she is trapped in the hall and can't escape. Is she waiting for everyone to find her, charge her of breaking into the forbidden place, and entering the cold palace or harsh punishment?

"Yes!" Suddenly, she remembered that there was a golden Bodhisattva in another side hall. There was a incense altar on the table, which contained fresh incense ash. Obviously, there were traces of someone coming to incense recently, and she had a plan in her mind.

"Kneel down to the Bodhisattva and pray for Princess Xi! This may save your life." Mo Ziyao thought so and walked to the opposite side to worship the Golden Bodhisattva.

She first lit a pair of candles on the table, then found incense below and put three into the incense altar. She knelt on the mat in front of the table with her hands together and closed her eyes and prayed devoutly: "The merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva is on it. My daughter Mo Ziyao came to pray for the emperor's blessing and the other for the death of Xi.

After saying that, she put her hands together and said silently, "Princes Xi, Yaoer didn't mean to disturb you. I will kowtow to you another day. I hope all the misunderstandings between you and Zheng can be eliminated as soon as possible, and I hope that Zheng will not misunderstand me for this matter."

Mo Ziyao kowtowed three times and knelt on the cushion, but her heart could not calm down. She guessed that there must have been a deep misunderstanding between Empress Xi and Ruan Lingzheng, which made him refuse to forgive her for the rest of his life. I wonder if the government is willing to put down the psychological burden and relieve the misunderstanding from now on? Thinking about it, she couldn't help taking out the painting in her sleeve again.

Suddenly, he laughed at himself: "I don't know if the misunderstanding between myself and him can be resolved. Alas, I hope the situation is not too bad."

It didn't take long for the eunuch outside to suddenly shout: "Your Majesty is here---"

Mo Ziyao's body shook slightly, but she straightened up and knelt down without getting up. Instead, I heard the sound of suddenly kneeling to the ground and shouting long live outside the door.

"See the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Then there was a burst of conversation. Mo Ziyao couldn't hear what they were saying in the hall, but she also said that someone saw her run to this Xilin Palace.

Really, after a while, I heard the door being pushed open, and then the hall suddenly lit up, and a large group of people fished in, but there was no noise from the past. Mo Ziyao seemed to feel Ruan Lingzheng's cold face coming in.

Soon, I heard someone respectfully saying, "There is a lamp in the hall, and there must be someone in it."

I know that I can't avoid it anyway, and I can't take the opportunity to hide where. Mo Ziyao simply doesn't think about anything. Let nature take its course and look at his heart towards himself...

The door was pushed open, but in fact the door was not closed. Only a few people came in one after another. Mo Ziyao knew that the person standing beside her was Ruan Lingzheng.

She stood up from the cushion and pretended that her legs and feet were numb. Suddenly, her body shook, but she still adjusted her body and saluted Ruan Lingzheng and said, "I see the emperor. Long live the emperor."

When Jin Gongqi, who was next to Ruan Lingzheng, saw that Mo Ziyao was about to fall down, he quickly wanted to help him. However, he was stopped by a fierce look suddenly glanced at by Ruan Lingzheng.

Ruan Lingzheng stared at Mo Ziyao, who was bowing on her knees, and did not ask her to get up. The people behind him dared not speak.