Chu Yun quietly looked at the girl in the mirror with dark hair, clouds, snow, skin and youthful appearance, but her eyes were already lifeless. If it weren’t for this flower, she couldn’t believe that she was only sixteen years old.
Sixteen years old is a time when I don’t know my worries, but she has forgotten when she laughed once.
Empress, please have a little meal. The maid-in-waiting is comforting again.
Don’t bother me anymore. Don’t point out to me that you are the queen mother. I dare not punish you for nagging yourself and kneeling outside like others.
Ning Xiang knelt down and knelt down. Even if the queen punished the handmaiden, she would also advise you to be a jade body. How can you be so careless? You are getting thinner these days.
Chu Yun gazes at his face in the mirror. In this lonely palace, people pity people and ask for thinness.
She got up with a shallow smile and walked to the front of the piano, then sat down and said, get up.
I know that in your eyes, I am just a spoiled young lady, and my bad temper has caused you a lot of suffering.
Ningxiang whispered to the queen.
The queen didn’t put her hand on the strings.
When was the first time to play the piano? Chu Yun can’t remember it, because from memory, she has been talking about poetry and rhythm endlessly, and she has never had a relaxed time and never had a wanton time.
In spring, the little girls who come and go in the Baihua Garden laugh in a ball. She recites the laws of women over and over again in her room.
In summer, everyone wears light shirts and flies kites all over the garden. She plays the piano and flute over and over again in her room until her hands are bloody and her lips are numb.
Autumn is a good time to swim in the sun and others talk and laugh, but she has to draw until her right wrist is broken.
In winter, it snows all over the sky, and the girls have snowball fights and laugh, but she has to wear thin clothes to keep her perfect posture and noble manners.
From an early age, I knew that Miss Chu was a noble daughter of the Queen’s family. She had to be educated by the Queen all her life. Everything should be understood, and the emperor should not be humiliated. The country should not be humiliated.
Poetry, music, piano and flute.
I look forward to the world behind the high palace wall several times and weave the image of Wan Chengjun in my heart several times.
At the age of fourteen, the ceremonial deputy of the golden jade sedan chair carried her into Fengyimen and told the ancestral temple that she became the queen of the Great Chu State.
She met the man who was constantly being remembered in her ear since she was born.
The emperor’s husband, her husband, her husband, her husband, her life, her loyalty, her life and death.
All her life, he branded him from her life, and she stayed with her for three days and three nights, but the man never said a word to her and never touched her finger.
And she can’t cry, make trouble, get angry, or even show sadness and disappointment, because she is the queen, she wants to protect the dignity of a country mother, and she wants to be a model of a heavenly daughter.
Although she was fourteen years old, she was so frightened, sad and miserable that she wanted to cry on her wedding night, but she had to keep trying to smile. Although she wanted to jump into her mother’s arms for comfort, the palace wall blocked the flesh and blood from now on
She was left a weak girl of fourteen years old, alone in the palace, with the crown of the queen on her head and suffering from lonely years.
For two years, except for a handful of years, the Empress Dowager had to sit together for the ceremony. Occasionally, the Empress Dowager fell ill, and she went to visit her according to the rules, and the Empress had no other contact.
Look at the countless neglected queens in history. It seems that she was abandoned as soon as she entered the palace. I’m afraid it’s also this one.
Chu Yun smiled and smiled. The autumn wind turned out to have lost her sadness. The sound of the piano fluttered with her song in the wind.
If you are angry all the way with sex and other eunuchs, ladies-in-waiting will come to Ganquan Palace and see two or three people kneeling outside Ganquan Palace from a distance. If you frown even tighter, you will unconsciously hum a.
Before, I had guessed that the characters in the background of Taixu were made up according to many stories. The Queen Mother was the Regent of Xiao Zhuang or Dourgen. Maybe Dong Yan ran was the Queen of Dong E Fei and the Namco Bell. I didn’t expect that this queen was exactly the same as Namco Bell in the Xiao Zhuang Secret History drama. It was too arrogant and arrogant.
If I turn my head and say to Sex Germany, I always feel that I am too one-sided when I watch the TV play before. If I am not beautiful, the queen will be too fake. Now I know that this kind of queen is really cruel in the afterlife. Others are afraid of her, so I can’t let her go.
As he spoke, he angrily walked down the road, and the eunuchs in the palace knelt down and asked for a high report. He stared at him and held his breath.
Just as I stepped into the gate of Ganquan Palace, I heard the piano playing long and the song was sweet.
Fourteen gentlemen’s wives are ashamed of and I lowered my head toward a dark corner and and would not turn to your thousand calls.
It should be a very pleasant piano sound, but there is always a kind of sadness that can’t be waved away. The singing voice is extremely moving, and it is even more shy when you are newly married. It is a kind of indifference that even sorrow is no longer exposed.
If you ask Li Bai’s poems in a low voice.
In Taixu, it is the folk songs of the people’s names that respond by the side.