013 Heartbreak

On the eve of the Dragon Boat Festival, it is the day of the draft set in the palace.

The location will be selected in the usual place of the draft over the years, Yuhua Palace.

The ten girls to be selected stand neatly, either elegant and thin, or slightly plump, or petite and exquisite, or tall and slender, and each of them is different. Most people are dressed neatly, wearing gorgeous shirts, pearls and emerald necklaces, jade and gold bracelets, and bright jewelry dazzling. For a while, they were full of flowers and full of brilliance.

This year's draft is very different from before. He did not recruit women from the people, but ordered ten people from the family of officials in Beijing. In addition to enriching the harem for the emperor, he was also preparing for the establishment of the queen. The emperor has passed the year of weakness, and the back position has been suspended. Although there are many concubines in the palace, there is no one who makes the emperor feel worthy of the mother's world. Therefore, everyone who came to the draft this time is full of energy, but they ask for a surprise and be favored by the saint. One day they will have a chance to ascend to the back throne...

Du Lanruo stood in the crowd. In contrast, he didn't seem to have a careful makeup: the high-drawn fallen horse bun, only a jade step shakes, hanging silver silk, white skirt, decorated with light pink peach blossoms, compared with a group of warblers and swallows in gold and silver, it looks elegant and plain.

The ten people stood silently, and no one said a word with others, waiting for the holy driver.

"The emperor has arrived - the Empress Yun has arrived -" With the report of Fang Youde, the general manager of the palace, the emperor and Yunfei came side by side.

Ten beautiful girls knelt down together: "See the emperor, long live the emperor; see the Yunfei, the queen is thousands of years old."

"Let's all be flat." Bei Tanghao, the emperor of the Qi Dynasty, waved his hand casually and motioned everyone to get up.

Du Lanruo took advantage of the moment he got up and quickly glanced at Bei Tanghao with the afterglow of the corners of his eyes. Today, he wears a lavender casual suit, which is completely different from the appearance of the emperor wearing a royal uniform on the day of the sacrifice. And the woman beside him has bright eyebrows and a charming smile.

"Your Majesty, Yun'er is right. They are all vulgar fans at a glance." Before Bei Tangchen made a sound, Concubine Yun opened her mouth first, with a faint look of contempt in her smile.

"Real?" With a faint smile, Beitanghao glanced at the actresses one by one, and finally fell on Du Lanruo.

"Fang Youde, who is this?" Bei Tanghao seemed to be very interested and asked.

Fang Youde answered word by word: "Go back to the emperor, she is the daughter of the general of the town, named Du Lanruo, seventeen years old."

"Lan Ruo..." Bei Tanghao repeated the name and thought about it carefully, "But 'Yun Gong Lan Ruo is deep in the mountains', the word 'Lan Ruo' in this poem?"

"If you go back to the emperor, that's right." When Tulan saw the emperor's question, he hurriedly replied respectfully.

"Can you recite the whole poem?" Bei Tanghao asked again.

"Yes." This poem has been familiar to her since she was a child, and it can be said that she recited it backwards. "Yun Gonglan is like a deep mountain, and the breeze rises in the Yueming Pine Hall. Try to ask the empty door is pure, and the lotus flower is not in the autumn pool water.

"I want to ask the empty door to clean the heart, the lotus flower is not the autumn pool water." Beitang Hao said solemnly, "Look up and let me have a look."

"Yes." Du Lanruo raised her head slowly. His eyebrows were faint, his expression was clear, and his eyes collided with Bei Tanghao.

The extraordinary temperament of the king of the world, the gentle eyes, and the familiar warmth in the eyes, as soft as the sunshine this afternoon...

"If Duran stays, the others, retreat." Beitanghao raised his voice. A short sentence determines everyone's going and crushing their hearts.

"To pass on my will, Du Lan Ruo, the daughter of the general of the country..."

"Your Majesty!" Yunfei's eager voice suddenly intervened, "Have you forgotten that the show girl in this draft must perform a dance before she can decide to stay."

This sentence is a bet that it can make Duran retreat if it is difficult. If Tulan comes from a general, she thinks that she should not be proficient in dance. If she gives her this difficult problem, she will definitely not be able to cope with it...

Unexpectedly, Du Lanruo lowered her eyebrows and smiled gently: "Since the Empress Yunfei said so, Lan Ruo might as well make a fool of herself."

Beitanghao sat leisurely, and Fang Youde took Du Lanruo down to change his clothes.

On that day, in order to ensure that the plan is foolproof, Murong Xueyan took the pre-prepared dress and silk belt with her. If Du Lanruo entered the palace this time, she also attached the music score filled in by cold, and told the rhinoceros to hand it to the palace musician in charge of playing music.

The sound of Qingyue's flute sounded, and the songs that he had never heard made Beitanghao, who was used to listening to the music in the palace without new ideas, couldn't help but appreciate it.

In the sound of Rouman's flute, Du Lanruo, who was dressed in white, clenched the silk tied to the corner of the eaves, and slowly jumped down, like a nine-day fairy falling into the earth. The tip of the foot landed, lightly stepped on a circle, the long skirt was rolling, the lotus step moved gently, and the water sleeves flew over. Every step was lively and fragrant, which was fascinating.

After the prelude, the song played by Xiao Sheng officially began, with a shallow smile, and Duran Ruoman sang:

"The plain embryo outlines the blue and white, and the pen is thick and light.

The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup.

Ran Ran Sandalwood passed through the window, and I was clear about what was on my mind.

Half of the writing on the rice paper has been put here.

The glazed color renders the picture of the lady, and the charm is privately hidden.

And your smile is like budding.

Your beauty drifts away and goes to places where I can't go.

The blue sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you.

Cooking smoke curls up thousands of miles across the river.

At the bottom of the bottle, Han Li imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty,

Just think of me as a foreshadowing to meet you.

The blue sky is waiting for the misty rain, and I'm waiting for you.

The moonlight was salvaged and the ending was dizzy.

As the world's blue and white porcelain is beautiful, and your eyes are smiling.

After the first half of the whole song, there was a short pause, the interlude sounded, and Duran danced to the melody again. Her clothes were fluttering, and the water sleeves were crisscrossing. In the whirl dance, she suddenly withdrew the water sleeves, revealing her white and delicate hands, soft and boneless, and the thin waist with the belt was more like the wind swinging willows, moving weakly and gently...

The sound of the flute is getting faster, and her posture is also dancing with the rhythm. Her jade's plain hands are gentle, her skirts are flying, and a pair of smoke-like eyes are still talking, and the light is flying. In a group of elegant hazy white, if Duran is the brightest star in the starry night, the world is independent and looks at all sentient beings, as if it is within reach, and It seems to be far away in the sky...

At the end of the interlude, she ended with a fluttering roundabout, smiling and dancing:

"The white and blue koi jumps to the bottom of the bowl.

When copying the Song style, I think of you.

The secret of you hidden in the kiln for thousands of years,

Extremely delicate like an embroidered needle falling to the ground.

The banana outside the curtain causes sudden rain, and the door ring provokes copper green.

And I passed by the Jiangnan town and provoked you,

In the splashing ink landscape painting, you are hidden from the depths of the ink color

......”

After singing the song, Du Lanruo saw the surprise and appreciation in the depths of Beitanghao's eyes, and also noticed the flashing jealousy and unhappiness in Yunfei's eyes...

She knew that she succeeded.

"My sister is really versatile. I thought that with my sister's background, I was really proficient in martial arts and swords. I didn't expect my sister to sing and dance so well." Before Bei Tanghao spoke, Concubine Yun got up first and picked up Du Lanruo with a smile on her face.

"The Empress Yun praised it. Lan Ruo is just small skills of carving insects, and it is difficult to go to the elegant hall. I hope the Empress Don't laugh." If the voice outsider Dulan hears the words clearly, he has to deal with it humbly.

"I thought that Yun'er would be sour, so it seems that I'm too worried..." Bei Tanghao smiled gently and announced in a man's voice, "I'm going to seal the daughter of the general of the town as the Lan concubine and live in the Yilan Hall, which is one of the four concubines."

Yunfei's smiling face suddenly stiffened and looked unwised. This Du Lanruo, a girl who has just entered the palace, can actually keep pace with her, who has been driving for three years, and is one of the four concubines. Well, this woman will be a strong enemy in the future...

A few days later, the Yilan Hall was newly decorated. Du Lanruo, who temporarily lived in Yuhua Palace, officially moved to the Yilan Hall. The maid who accompanied the palace became the Shang Palace of the Yilan Hall, and there were several eunuchs and maids assigned in the palace.

The bed mantle hung gently. After bathing, Du Lanruo sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Bei Tanghao to come.

Tonight is her first night in the Yilan Hall and the first night she is favored by her.

Just like the mood of all women in the sky for the wedding night, a little nervous, a little nervous, and a little longing and yearning.

Her beloved, who reigns over the world, is rich all over the world.

Her beloved, who once saved her under the cold killer sword, took away one of her hearts...

Finally came to his side, finally...

Become one of the three thousand beauties in his harem.

Trying to ignore the sourness in the bottom of his heart, Du Lanruo quietly got up and straightened his appearance in front of the dressing mirror.

The woman in the mirror has clear eyebrows, bright red lips, beautiful color, and a bride's shy face.

The bride...

She thought that she would marry a man she had never met like all the women in the world.

Her beloved, riding a tall horse, married her sitting in a sedan chair...

"The emperor is here--" The shrill voice of the waiter came, which shocked Du Lanruo in vain.

What's the matter? She has never been afraid of heaven and earth, but now there will be some inexplicable... afraid.

Her fingers clenched the sheets tightly to relieve her nervousness. Then, she saw Bei Tanghao stepping in leisurely.

"My concubine." Bei Tanghao gently picked up Du Lanruo and held her soft hand.

Soft lips, with a strong masculine atmosphere, suck her sweet fragrance. The clothes slipped, the long hair entangled... The skin is close to each other, regardless of each other...

The bed mantle hangs low, and the beautiful scenery of the room surrounds two people.

From this moment on, Duranruo's girlhood has come to an end.