Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 6: Ping An Palace

The day of entering the palace has finally arrived. He Mao Zhongxing told me for a long time, but he was not at ease. Before getting on the ox cart, Baoxian came over and whispered to me: "If anyone in the palace dares to bully you, tell brother." If Luo is still alive, he must be very happy. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little sad. After getting into the bullock cart, through the curtain, I saw Qingming not far away. He was looking in this direction, but I couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

The car moved slowly, and I suddenly felt a little melancholy in my heart. After living with Lord Kamo, Baoxian, and Seimei for a while, I also feel a little reluctant to leave. But they will often come to the palace, so they should still be able to see it.

What is waiting for me in the palace? For some reason, the royal palace by the Nile River three thousand years ago and that sunny man suddenly appeared in his mind. All of a sudden, Xiaozheng, Zongsi, and Sanatesi flashed clearly in my mind one by one, my heart ached slightly, I hurriedly adjusted my mood, and stopped thinking about it. All that needs to be done now is to prevent You Ji from killing Concubine Wen Che's child, complete the task and go back, collect tears as soon as possible, and find the flower that can save Asuka - Manzhu Shahua as soon as possible.

In my daydream, the ox cart has already passed Jianli Gate and entered the inner palace of Heian Palace, the emperor's harem. After days of cramming, I already have a little understanding of this place. There are "seven halls and five houses" in the palace city, which are Qingliang Hall, Chengxiang Hall, Denghua Hall, Zhenguan Hall, Changning Hall, Lijing Hall, Xuanyao Hall and Zhaoyang House and Shujing House on the east and west sides of it. , Feixiangshe, Ninghuashe, Xifangshe, a total of twelve halls. The emperor's concubines and their wives lived separately in these palaces.

Because Honghuidian and Feixiangshe are the closest to Qingliangdian where the emperor lived, the people living in them are Yuji and Concubine Wenche, who are the most beloved of Emperor Murakami.

The moment I saw You Ji, I was a little surprised, because I couldn't connect her gentle appearance with that terrible woman. I saw her black hair like clouds, complexion like snow, beautiful eyebrows, thin and cute onion-colored Tang clothes and crystal flowers on her face, making her look refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

"Are you the daughter Shaluo from Lord He Mao's mansion? She is indeed a fresh and lovely woman like Chunliu." She smiled slightly. I hurriedly bowed to her as Qiu Ji taught me: "Your Majesty is absurd."

"You don't have to worry, just stay by my side, Kamo-sama has always been friendly with our Fujiwara family." She looked at me gently and said, "But your father, Nayan-sama... oh, really Poor girl, I don’t know how much I have suffered when I came here from such a distant place in the Tang Dynasty. Everything is difficult to exist, and impermanence is like a flower. Don’t be too sad about it.”

"Thank you, ma'am, the sky is like a cicada, and disillusionment is like the morning glow. Shaluo understands this truth." I quickly continued the second half of the sentence, and Dianzi's hell-style learning finally achieved some results at this time.

You Ji nodded appreciatively, and said: "You are new here today, let the little prime minister take you to get acquainted with this place first."

I responded with a sigh of relief. Since he can stay by Yuki's side, it shouldn't be difficult to stop her.

However, I'm still a little curious about Concubine Wen Che, wondering if it's the same as the one I saw in modern times.

The place where the female room lives is elegant and simple, and there is one room per person. Next door to me is the little prime minister. The young prime minister is the daughter of Lieutenant General Ju, who has just passed the age of Jieshang. We quickly got to know each other and chatted in the room.

"By the way, I heard that Concubine Wenche lives in Feixiangshe, right? I don't know what kind of person she is?" I asked casually.

The little prime minister nodded, looked around again, and said, "Concubine Wenche and the empress seem to have a good relationship. I heard that they have been friends since childhood. I used to be a lot of arrogant, and I didn’t pay attention to the empress at all. It means that the empress has a good temper and spoils her, no matter how you say it, the empress is also in the palace.”

"We have been friends since childhood?"

"Well, Concubine Wenche's father, Da Nayan, and the empress's father, Fujiwara Left Minister, are very good friends, but Da Nayan passed away the year before last."

"Oh, that's right." I smiled. It turned out that Concubine Wen Che and Yu Ji were good friends since childhood. The jealousy of a woman is really terrible. No one would have thought that Yu Ji would do something in the future. Such a cruel thing.

After chatting for a while, she got up and was about to leave. I sent her out of my room and was about to go back. Suddenly, I felt a heat on the top of my head. I stretched out my hand to touch it, and took it down to see it. I almost fainted. It turned out to be a mass of freshly baked bird droppings. Then, a sparrow landed firmly on my shoulder.

Okay, it's probably the culprit, and I'm planning to teach him a lesson. Suddenly, he found a small piece of paper tied to its paw, quickly pulled it out, opened it up, and there was a line of delicate handwriting written on it: Is everything all right? Seimei. No way, I rubbed my eyes, and it turned out to be Seimei's letter, so this sparrow must be Seimei's shikigami. I still can't believe that Qingming is so worried about me. Although it's just a short sentence, it makes me feel a little moved again. Even though she is as cold as Qingming, she still has a gentle side in her heart.

I hurried back to the room with the sparrow, studied the ink, and was about to write a receipt on the back of the note. Just as I was about to write, I suddenly remembered that the **** sparrow pulled gold on my head. How often do I wash my hair here? It's easy, but I couldn't help feeling a little resentful in my heart. After thinking about it, I brushed up and wrote: "Tongziwan, I'm fine. Shaluo."

Thinking of Qingming's expression when he received this receipt, I couldn't help laughing.

I don't know if Seimei was angry, but his Shikigami Sparrow never came again.

In the past few days, I haven't seen Emperor Murakami. I heard from the young prime minister that he is now by the side of Concubine Wenche every night, looking forward to the birth of the child.

It seems that the emperor is looking forward to this child. Thinking of this, I suddenly had some doubts in my heart. Since the emperor cared so much about this child, how could You Ji have the opportunity to imprison Concubine Wenche and kill her child? And when such a thing happened, Yu Ji still sat in the middle palace, even if the emperor didn't know about it, he should investigate this matter thoroughly, it's really puzzling.

At noon this day, the weather was extremely hot and stuffy. As soon as I returned to the room from Yu Ji, I quickly took off my clothes until there was only a single liner left, and I waved a small broken fan in a very unladylike manner. Incense is good for this, no matter how hot it is, there is still no smell of sweat.

Just when I was slowly feeling comfortable, I suddenly heard the little prime minister's flustered voice at the door of my room: "Sha Luo, get ready, the right minister is coming this way."

"What!" I jumped up from the tatami, and the purple figure immediately appeared in my mind, "Why? This is the residence of the female house." Although I know that in the Heian period, the female house and noble men lived in the palace Private meetings are not forbidden, on the contrary, they are considered an elegant thing, but it is broad daylight after all, and why did he come here?

"I heard that the minister on the right needs to take refuge here temporarily because of the unfavorable square angle." She replied.

I'm dizzy, how can there be any reason to avoid the position and come to the female officer's room? And why is it so lucky to hide in my room, does he know my identity? Impossible, how could the right minister know that a small female wife entered the palace. Helpless, I had no choice but to get up and pull down the curtains and some tents, and hurriedly put on my clothes, and just after I dressed indiscriminately, I heard the voice of the little prime minister: "My lord right minister, please come this way."

As the sliding door was opened, a slightly cool astringent fragrance entered the room immediately, and it really was that person that day. Through the curtain, I vaguely saw him sitting down opposite me in an elegant posture.

"I'm really sorry to bother you today." His voice is still gorgeous and sexy. To be honest, I'm really curious about his true face.

"Well, no..." Afraid that he would recognize my voice, I hesitated to answer.

He paused, then suddenly said: "This scent..."

Oops, I've been using Kamo Baoxian's special plum fragrance all the time, this man's nose is so sharp, he must have smelled something.

"If I'm not mistaken, this fragrance is the incense of Mr. Baoxian, could it be..." There seemed to be a hint of excitement in his voice.

Wow, with such a good nose, this right minister must have been a dog in his previous life.

He got up suddenly, stretched out his hand to hold the curtain, and said in a low voice: "I'm offended." As soon as the words fell, the curtain had already been lifted by him.

As soon as I looked up, I happened to meet his gaze.

If Qingming is an elegant white lotus, then the man in front of him is like that elegant and gorgeous Yae Sakura, with a coquettish posture and a noble temperament. There is a faint smile on his thin lips, As if the breeze blows, the petals of the Yae cherry blossoms instantly shake off a dazzling snow of flowers.

"You've seen enough." I said bluntly, and now I find that my immunity to beautiful men is getting stronger and stronger.

"It really is you." He smiled more intensely, stared at me, and suddenly groaned slowly, "Who's daughter is like a new green, which makes me feel like a spring. I have always missed you from the previous encounter. I've been asking around, but I haven't heard from you, I never thought that I would meet you here today, it must be fate."

No, I've never seen me before, so I'm in a mess, this man is too sentimental.

"I think it's just a coincidence, not a predestined fate. Your Excellency seems to think too much." I smiled and said.

He smiled disapprovingly and said, "Then today, should you tell me your name?"

"Shaluo." Even if I don't tell him, he will find out.

"Sara? Shaluo from the Shaluo Twin Trees? What a beautiful name." He laughed.

I glanced at him, I won't have such good luck, what if he is really interested in me? I don't want to make any trouble here.

"No, it's Shaluo from the hungry Sharo ghost." I quickly replied, I'm sorry, Shaluo, forgive me once, I don't want to waste time with this man anymore.

His face changed slightly, his eyes became deeper, but the smile on his lips became more colorful.

"Since my lord wants to avoid the direction here, then Shaluo will not accompany you." I simply got up and walked out the door, but he just sat there and didn't speak any more.

I was secretly delighted, it seemed that he didn't like my inelegant explanation.

I had a good night's sleep. When I woke up from the refreshing fragrance of hydrangea, I was in a good mood looking at the sunlight leaking in from the lattice window. He got up, put on his clothes, and just opened the sliding door, a girl in Su Fang color single clothes presented something.

The cute yellow Koryo paper was elegantly tied on a light green willow branch. I was stunned for a while, and just about to ask a few questions, the girl had already left. I opened the letter paper, only to see a Japanese song written on it, the handwriting is beautiful, the ink color is suitable for shades, and the faint fragrance floats.

Snow in the wild in spring, and grass grows when it disappears.

The king is like spring grass and green, falling in love at first sight.

Is this the legendary love letter between nobles in the Heian era? Who wrote it to me? I stayed for a while, then moved my gaze down to the signature, only to see a simple name: Yuan Gaoming.

The source is brilliant? who is it? I stared at the piece of paper, and suddenly remembered what Baoxian said, Yuan Gaoming, isn’t he the Minister of the Right?

What, is he still interested in me? Alas...

Of course I didn't reply to that love letter, and I don't know how to reply. However, this Master Yuan Gaoming seems to be quite patient, a letter every day is nothing but romance. Soon, the news spread in the Guangyuan Gallery where the women's house lived. A small woman's house was pursued by the two right ministers, which seemed to them a blessing. What's more, the right minister is still so young and elegant. I don't know where the right minister is looking at me...

When accompanying Youji to watch the first lotus in the garden, even Youji couldn't help asking about it.

"Your Majesty, don't make fun of me, Sha Luo dare not be too high-ranking, Your Excellency." I immediately explained.

You Ji smiled: "Actually, the right minister..." She stopped suddenly in the middle of her words, and just looked forward.

Following her gaze, seven or eight women in twelve single clothes are approaching from the corridor. One of the women was so beautiful that she stood out from the crowd. The man was wearing a suitable shade of gentian-colored Tang clothes, against Shion Maruhagi's five clothes, and a white arabesque dress. His hair was long and down like a lush weeping willow in the summer moon, and his posture was soft and charming. The moment I saw her face clearly, I couldn't help being startled, isn't it the face I saw in modern times? It's just that she is hundreds of times more beautiful than what she saw in modern times...

"Concubine Wen Che..." I blurted out.

The current Concubine Wen Che is proud of her face. When she saw You Ji, she didn't salute. Instead, she took Yu Ji's hand affectionately and said: "So it's my sister, are you here to enjoy the flowers too? Really? I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to salute, it's just..." She glanced at her swollen belly.

The face of the little prime minister showed a look of indignation, and Youji smiled cordially, "Sister, what kind of courtesy is this? My sister is different now, and she is pregnant with the future East Palace."

When Concubine Wen Che heard this, she smiled happily, showing a bit of a naive attitude of a little girl, and said: "It's better to be my sister. Since she was pregnant with this child, my sister often sends people to bring things over. My Feixiangshe I can't let it go."

"Who said we have been good friends since childhood." You Ji nodded her forehead and said, "Hurry up and go back to Feixiangshe earlier, don't make us worry."

"Then, I will take my leave." Concubine Wen Che and the maids left slowly.

"Your Majesty, you are so gentle. Your Majesty has not been to Honghui Palace for a long time. Even if she is pregnant, she shouldn't always occupy you. My Majesty used to treat you... "The young prime minister looked at their backs and said.

"Little Prime Minister," You Ji stopped her in a timely manner, and said calmly, "People and things in the world are like flowers of all colors. Colors and flowers are easy to change, but hearts change like hemp. Remember, the most fickle thing in this world is the human heart. .”

Her face is as calm as water, and there is no trace of emotion in her eyes, but I know that the more someone who buries his thoughts deeply, the consequences will be unpredictable once he explodes.

After being here for so many days, I have never met Emperor Murakami. Sometimes I feel that Concubine Wen Che is a bit too stupid. Will turn my face.

As soon as I woke up this morning, I saw the little prime minister running into my room in a panic.

"Sha, Sha Luo, do you know that the palace is haunted." She looked flustered, obviously frightened.

"Haunted?"

"That's right, the female concubine of Xuanyao Palace died last night, and—" the young prime minister approached and whispered, "I heard that she had no face when she died."

A cold air rose from the top of my head, "No face? You heard it?"

"I heard from the ladies who found the corpse that the face of the deceased seemed to be peeling off so terrifyingly. It was really scary." She didn't dare to continue.

Hearing her say that, it really doesn't seem like an accident.

The news spread quickly, and everyone panicked. As soon as it got dark, everyone hid in the room. My heart was also up and down, and I wanted to know what kind of ghost was so terrifying.

Thinking of this, I put on my unlined clothes, carried a peony lantern, and walked towards the Xuanyao Hall where the accident happened yesterday. The Xuanyao Hall is relatively remote, and usually the concubines live there who are not favored.

As soon as I walked to the corridor, I heard a muffled groan from a woman in the next room, and then I saw a white figure float out and disappear before my eyes. I didn't care about chasing her, so I rushed into the house. I lifted the lantern and saw a young woman lying sideways on the ground.

I stabilized my heartbeat, stretched out a slightly trembling hand, and turned to the woman's face. When I saw it, I was shocked, and the lantern in my hand almost fell to the ground. Sure enough, it was a face without skin! Only trembling eyeballs and teeth could be faintly seen on the **** face. I immediately turned my face away and couldn't help retching.

I was vomiting twice when suddenly a cool hand rested on my shoulder.