The girl who is against the sky

Chapter 2 [With hatred]

Chapter 2 [With hatred]

The night sky is dark blue, and there is no sound between the mausoleums in the wilderness. There is only the hissing cry of the Leng family. This mausoleum forest is the place where the poor are buried. Small wooden plaques are erected on the raised small earth pits, on which are handwritten names of the deceased.

Silver-white paper money flew all over the sky. Leng Jia raised the paper money in the night sky without saying a word. Who would know that the white-haired man sent the heartbreak of the black-haired man? Who would know the pain of a mother watching her son die? Who would know that all this was just because of the possessiveness of the women in the harem. So many innocent people.

"Brother Hui, you went like this. It's all because your brother didn't protect you well... You are still so young... Our Leng family is counting on you... Now... Your brother is useless to me..." Leng Sui burped wine, hit the grave with his soft fist, and cried bitterly. He came home wobbly, and his mother slapped him a few times. When he understood, he knew that his little brother was dead.

Ru Mo grabbed the eldest brother's collar, beat him while crying, and said coldly; "It's you who killed Huidi. You brought the bad guy into the house, killed Huidi, and sold your sister into the palace to be a maid..."

"Is it my fault? If you hadn't thought about avenging your father every day, would you have attracted your father-in-law? Even if I don't sell Xinmo to Mr. Gao, the people in the palace will find it sooner or later. Who let us be the 'Leng family'? Leng Xiaopi mocked his sister with a smile.

"Yes, it's all my fault. It's me. When his father died tragically in prison, who did it? When the Leng family's mansion was taken back, who did it? When Huidi hit the stone and died, who did it?" Ru Mo's eyes were full of hatred and laughed angrily, "Now, even the sister who went out to buy vegetables is inexplicably missing. Who can tell me who caused these?"

"It's all my fault. It's all my mother's fault. I've hurt your father and brother. Now there is also Xinmo. I shouldn't have left the palace. I shouldn't marry your father..." Leng Jia's head hit the grave, and she can no longer live selfishly. She wants to say everything, but even if she says everything after losing her taste buds, is it meaningful?

Ru Mo shouted to her mother, "Mom, how many secrets have you not told? My mother only told my daughter that you were a maid who developed incense when you were in the palace. What else is there besides these?

"The incense developed by Niang is not an ordinary incense, but a taboo in the palace. The queen has used it. The palace sent people out to find the secret recipe of incense, but Niang has lost her taste buds and can't develop it anymore." Leng Jiashi narrated.

"No, mother, since it is a taboo, why do you send so many people in the palace to find this secret recipe for incense? What kind of incense is this? Is it so laborious?" Ru Mo was puzzled.

"Moer, I can't tell you. The more I know, the less good it is for you. Your personality has always been very impulsive. Just like my mother said that I won't let you go to the palace. You don't listen at all. Now even your brother has gone. What's the point of my mother living..." Leng Jia's mouth shut down three times, and when he remembered his tragic death of his little son, he couldn't help crying.

At dawn, the sun shone into the Leng family's courtyard. There were dewdrops on the peach blossoms planted in the Leng family's courtyard. Ru Mo looked down, and a petal slowly fell silently, but it seemed to touch the trace of time...

Once upon a time, she was also the apple of her father Leng Qiulin's palm in the palm of her hand. She ate well, dressed well, used well, lived in a big house, and was served by a maid. Dad felt that her physique was too weak. He specially hired a master to teach her to practice martial arts. She had excellent light skills. At that time, she learned from the master. Dad never disliked that she was a girl, but had been cultivating her as a boy, and she was not to say anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But suddenly one day, someone from the government casually arrested her father with a charge. She cried and asked her mother to take her to the cell to see her father. As a result, she saw the picture of her father's tragic death in prison. A lot, a lot, a lot of blood flowed from her father's mouth. From then on, she vowed that Leng Rumo must get it back for her father. It's been two years since she was fair. Under her lively appearance, there is no day when she doesn't live with hatred!

Gao Gonggong sent a soft sedan chair to carry Leng Rumo into the palace.

Where the sunset shines, on the stone steps of the hall, there are double yan auspicious grass embroidered satin clothes, gorgeous and complicated exquisite patterns, but the background is bright yellow. The style is peerless and gentle and leisurely. Ling Yunluan's phoenix bun is raised high, and the dragon and phoenix are decorated with emerald jade. This dress is enough to show the noble identity of the lord of the harem below 10,000 people. .

The charming and arrogant queen looked down slightly, gently opened her red lips, and said, "Are you the daughter of Leng Qiulin, the scholarly family, Leng Rumo?"

"To the empress, the maidservant is the daughter of the sinner Leng Qiulin, Leng Rumo." Ru Mo knelt under the stone steps and bowed her head and said back. It seemed that the Empress was in charge of the Leng family.

The queen stroked the jade hairpin on her bun, smiled, looked at Ru Mo, who had been bowing her head, and said, "The matter of Leng Qiulin in those years has changed over time. Now that you enter the palace is also regarded as God's will." When talking about the word "God's will", the queen paused, and her red lips bloomed again, "I think you are a smart child. Just arrange you to be a personal maid in this palace for the time being. Would you like to do it?"

"I want to go back to the queen, and I wish my mother a thousand years old." Ru Mo kowtowed and thanked.

Mother Gong took Ru Mo to the courtyard where the maids of honor lived and dressed her up. Her dark soft hair was tied into a double bun, tall and more playful and cute. A pair of begonia beads were inserted along the edge of the bun, and she picked a pair of golden and white jade earrings and put them on the earlobe, which set off her skin like white snow and her eyes like pearls. Between Gu Pan, the aura is compelling.

An hour later, a little maid of honor ran over to Rumo and said, "The Empress of the Palace held a dinner party to invite several Empresses, and asked her sister to serve her quickly?"

Ru Mo just changed into a light pink maid's uniform and slowly walked out from behind the screen. She looked at the little girl dressed as a maid in front of honor and smiled, "Are you also in the Queen's Palace? How old are you this year? I just entered the palace and didn't know anything. Should we take care of each other in the future?"

When the little maid saw that Ru Mo was very kind, she showed two cute dimples and replied with a smile, "I'm twelve years old, and my name is Ju'er. I just entered the palace. I don't dare to take care of her. Will my sister and I be a companion in this palace in the future?"

"Okay, Sister Orange, it seems that I'm older than you, so I'm your sister." Ru Mo smiled cheerfully.

The dinner is very rich, and the imperial chefs show their unique skills. More than 100 dishes of powder appear on the stage, coupled with appropriate exquisite utensils, the table forms a pleasant scenery.

The queen sat high on the main seat of the table, gently picked up a thin bamboo shoot with dragon carved ivory chopsticks, and slowly put it into her mouth. Her every move was like a wind and willow, beautiful and beautiful.

The concubines sitting on both sides of the queen were all dressed and dazzling. Their eyes were all focused on the queen and did not dare to move the chopsticks, but one was an exception. She was dressed in purple veil, and her skirt fell to the ground. There was a pair of gold hairpins at the buns, with willow eyebrows and red lips, and her hands and feet were almost perfect.

"It seems that the sisters are hungry. Don't move. He Guifei can't wait any longer. Let's have a meal..." Although the queen's words were said to the concubines, the deterrent eyes met He Guifei, who had already opened her chopsticks first, the Empress, who was dressed in a purple veil.

Ru Mo took the plate covered with a gold lid from the imperial chef's hand and took it to the table. At the moment when the plate was placed, she couldn't help looking at He Guifei more. At this time, He also looked at her. Ru Mo nervously lowered her head and put down the dishes. Just as she was about to turn around, she heard He Guifei say leisurely; "Emperor Sister, is this little maid new here?"

"Yes, this maid of honor just entered the palace today. What's the matter? Does my sister like her?" The queen did not put down the chopsticks in her hand, and there was no sense of deterrence just now. She looked at He Guifei with a smile on her face in an instant.

Ru Mo saw the opportunity and hurriedly knelt under He Guifei's skirt and did not dare to look up. Suddenly, she felt that a pair of cold jade-like hands reached to her chin. She couldn't help looking up in shock and facing He Guifei's meaningful eyes.

"What a beautiful face. I heard that the Queen is surrounded by talented and beautiful people. It's true when I see you today, but what do you know?" He Guifei put down her hand and stared at Ru Mo, which was a little provocative.

"I know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they are all just fur. I dare not compare with the noble concubine. Before entering the palace, I heard that the noble concubine, you are both talented and beautiful, and you are good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Ru Mo stared like He Guifei, looking unyed.

The queen opened her mouth and blinked a pair of good-looking eyes, "Ru Mo, show your talent to Sister He Guifei, which is also a kind of fun for this banquet!"

"The maidservant obeys the order." Ru Mo gritted her teeth fiercely and sighed in her heart, "What a strange palace banquet. It's a pure waste to eat these dishes for these laymen, and you can't be careful after eating them?"

On the rectangular sandalwood bookcase, the rice paper was spread out, and Leng Rumo looked calm and painted with ink. Her pen was strong, and soon the outline of the landscape was outlined on the drawing paper.

"The mountains are high and the sky is far away, the trees are falling, the rivers are surging, the broken waves are rolling in the sky, and the geese are mourning. Ru Mo is really good at painting..." The queen looked at Rumo's painting and praised it. Suddenly, she looked at He Guifei and asked with a smile, "Sister, what do you think of Rumo's painting?"

"A picture of returning to the wild goose, ten thousand sorrows of thoughts, it can be seen that this little girl's heart is confused about the way forward?" Concubine He stared at Rumo with a faint smile, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. In this scene, the queen who was watching from the side could not help showing a cunning smile on her mouth.

"The maidservant's picture of returning geese is not confused. This geese is not a geese. When the slave maidservant is drawing wings, he deliberately draws a broken arm." Ru Mo curled her lips and smiled proudly, deliberately confusing everyone.

"You tricky little girl, where did you break your arm? It's obviously to fool my concubine. What's the crime?" He Guifei pointed to her eyes angrily.

Ru Mo slowly took the painting and pulled away an innocent smile, "Mother, please look, the first goose compared with the last goose, is it broken? That is to say, if the level is not enough, if you want to run to the front, you will eventually break the wings, and after breaking the wings, you can fly higher and farther, otherwise you will always be slaughtered by others. Can you still say that this painting is a lost road ahead?"

"Too smart is not necessarily a good thing. The goose with broken wings, who are you referring to?" Concubine He sneered and asked.

Ru Mo's eyelids lowered, and Mo Ruoliang said, "I didn't mean anyone. Anyway, you, the noble concubine, you don't want to fly forward with broken wings, do you?"

"Come on, this dead maidservant is too unruly. I want to teach her a good lesson." Concubine He put away her smile and took out the big rack.

The queen suddenly interrupted and smiled kindly, "Why is my sister angry with a little girl? It's not worth it. Ru Mo is still young and ignorant. I'll be fine with my sister."

"No, my sister indulges this little girl so much that she will pay it back in the future. My sister will treat her well for her today." He Guifei was so angry that she didn't give the queen any face at all.

When she was deadlocked, the little maid of honor, Ju'er, came in with a fruit plate. Seeing such a scene, she knelt in front of the queen and begged for Rumo, "The empress is the most kind. Sister Rumo has just entered the palace and is ignorant. Please don't punish the queen?"

"There is no punishment in my palace. On the contrary, I also want to arrange Rumo to the emperor. I have a lot of work, and the emperor is free, so as not to wrong Rumo. It is He Guifei's sister who wants to punish your sister Rumo." The queen was clean, and her eyes swept to Concubine He, with a honey-bellied sword.

He Guifei took advantage of the victory to pursue, wanted to capture the old way, and robbed the fast way; "In this case, I will ** her for the emperor." After saying that, he called the bodyguard and ordered, "Lare down the two maids of honor and blame them."

Ru Mo has been extremely clever and sensible since she was a child. Her parents never touched her finger. Unexpectedly, she was going to be beaten when she entered the palace for the first time... She just heard that the harem is dangerous... I didn't expect to experience it myself this time... Is it just that she is too sharp?