"You... What kind of person are you, and why did you come to preach the Holy Will and invite Sister Butterfly into the palace? Luo Er seemed a little timid, knowing that this person could declare his will for the emperor, and his status was certainly not low, but the urgent matter of wanting to know the cause and effect of the matter made her unable to be afraid. If Sister Youdi really enters the palace, in this life, I am afraid it will be difficult to see each other again. Once you enter the palace gate as deep as the sea, that cannibalistic palace, can sister Youdi really survive after she goes? Luo Er was reluctant to enter the palace, but she also knew that the holy fate was difficult to violate, and this entry into the palace was inevitable, and she was worried about her life after entering the palace, and all kinds of complicated moods made her forget to be afraid.
"Oh, in the next is the Purple Xuan Empire's Happy Prince Helan Mufeng, I don't know if the girl has ever heard of it?" Helan Mufeng was still smiling, but Luo Er was so shocked that she let go of the sleeve of Helan Mufeng that she was holding in her hand, "Wang... Rajah! She guessed that this man's identity should not be low, but she did not think that he was actually a prince, and she couldn't help but be shocked, and then turned back to God, and said: "Wang Ye is auspicious, that... Could the prince tell the people why the emperor suddenly invited my sister Youdi into the palace? ”
"Who knows, since ancient times, the holy will has been unpredictable." Helan Mufeng sorted out the sleeves that had been messed up by Luo'er, replied disapprovingly, and seeing her look of loss of soul, he stopped waiting for her to talk back and strode out.
Luo Er stood in the same place, a delicate little face three points whiter than before, his eyes were sluggish, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After leaving on her own, the butterfly was not as calm as she appeared, because she had never had any expression, so others could not get her turbulent thoughts from her cold face.
She did not understand why she would be summoned into the palace as a concubine by a holy decree, and it was reasonable to say that with her birth, she would not enter the palace, and the emperor had never seen herself, let alone recruit herself into the palace because of admiration. The butterfly raised a pair of beautiful eyebrows, puzzled.
She did not want to enter the palace to become a favorite concubine of the Emperor's side, but she also understood that she could not escape the fate of entering the palace by her own strength, and Drunken Yunxuan would not disobey the holy will for her. Therefore, the matter of entering the palace was almost a foregone conclusion for her. She couldn't think of any way to get away with it.
The butterfly sat in front of the dressing mirror, and the woman in the mirror was dressed in a white dress, her dark hair was scattered, a pair of thin lips were tight, her eyebrows were raised, and a pair of black eyes were still as deep as ever. No matter how you look at it, you will not be a person who can become a disaster for the country, why on earth, the emperor would send down such a holy will?
Yu Di Luo'er and others who received the Holy Will in drunken Cloud Xuan did not understand the Emperor's intentions, and the direct promoter of this matter, Han Guifei, was sitting in the hall of her palace, and her maid Xiao Ai also did not understand the intention of her master, and at this moment she was looking at her mother-in-law, hoping that Niangniang could open her mouth to solve her puzzle: "Niangniang, why would you suggest that the Emperor use the Holy Will to include Yu Butterfly in the palace as a concubine, and if you put your love enemy next to yourself, you are not afraid of being damaged by the diaphragm?" ”
Han Guifei smiled, the mood seemed to be good, the face that was usually cold was softer at this moment, she glanced at Xiao Ai, and then replied: "Of course, I will not find myself unhappy." Instead of letting her stay in drunken Yunxuan and causing the emperor to miss her day and night, it was better to take her to the palace, maybe this distance was closer, and after a long time, the emperor would not be so infatuated with her. Secondly, even if bringing her in was exactly in line with the emperor's thoughts, this harem was still big for me after all, and it would be easier to deal with it in the future. ”
"It was so..." Xiao Ai looked as if he didn't understand, but he also knew that Han Guifei wouldn't give a deeper answer, so he didn't ask any more questions, just closed his mouth and thought to himself.
Han Guifei ignored Xiao Ai, who fell silent next to her, and in a good mood, she picked up the hot tea on the case table, lifted the lid of the cup, and gently blew it, and the smoke from her head spread with the aroma of tea, she took a sip of her head, and then looked up, the smile between her lips seemed deeper, Xu thought of something that made her happy.
Three days passed quickly. Even though Yu Di was reluctant in her heart, she knew very well that she alone could not compete with the Divine Will. Therefore, when the carriage and horse of the palace came to the door of Drunken Yunxuan, she did not run away or cry, nor did she dress up specially because she wanted to enter the palace to serve the emperor, she still only wore a white dress, her face was not powdered, and she looked coldly and stepped on the carriage entering the palace, watching herself get farther and farther away from Drunken Yunxuan. She didn't like it, nor did she regard it as her home, so leaving Drunken Cloud Xuan was not something she couldn't accept. But when her eyes fell on the woman who was on the same stage with her, always standing next to her and smiling at her, she suddenly became shocked. Maybe I'm not without emotion here. That peach blossom-like woman, the sister who was recognized by her heart, Luo'er, entered the palace this time, and it was difficult to see each other again this time.
Yu Di's mind came up with Luo'er's tear-filled face, but in just three days, she felt that she was quite haggard, and her delicate and lovely face became very pale. Luo'er looked at the tears of the carriage and horse that Yu Di entered the palace, and the tears of Yu Di kept falling, and Yu Di kept moving away in Luo Er's tears. Luo'er's crying face had always appeared clearly in Yu Di's mind, and Yu Di suddenly felt that she was really very reluctant to fall. She may not have the thin feelings and widowhood she imagined after all, and she will always be reluctant to leave for the people she has put into her heart, and she will always miss them after leaving.
Butterfly sat in the carriage, the thick curtain of the window had fallen, and she could not see the world outside the window. She was immersed in her own thoughts, and after a long time, with the sound of the carriage stopping, she suddenly sighed quietly from her thoughts, and the sound was almost inaudible.
"Girl, it's here, get out of the car." Outside the curtain was the voice of the people sent to her from the palace. After listening, she gathered up the various looks on her face, and her face returned to indifference, and then, The Butterfly reached out and opened the curtain, stepped out of the carriage in the man's sight, followed the man, and entered the red-walled and yellow-tiled palace.
Sitting on the throne, Helan Yinyan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and wearing a crown symbolizing the status of the emperor, waited impatiently for the butterfly to enter, but his face still did not move. Only from the frowning brow and the eyes that were no longer calm could he catch a glimpse of his unquiet state of mind.
It wasn't until he saw the white shadow enter the great hall that Helan Yinyan let go of his tight frown, and even his eyes brought a faint smile. He thought that Yu Di would at least look up at the people in the seat, but she didn't. Since Yu Di entered the main hall, she had been keeping her head down, and when she went down the stairs to salute the people sitting on it, she did not look up, looked at the man who might be with him for the rest of her life, but just bowed her head, bent down and said: "The emperor is auspicious." Then he stood there with his head bowed, and there was no other movement.
It was precisely because she did not look up, so she did not see Han Guifei standing next to Helan Yinyan, and she did not know that Helan Yinyan was the emperor of this empire.
The neglected Han Guifei stood at the side of Helan Yinyan, looking at the butterfly with her head bowed below, the corners of her mouth were slightly ticked, like mockery, and like pity, but the smile was so fast that people could not catch it, and soon, it dissipated between the lips, and on closer inspection, the cherry mouth was still in a straight line, seriously compared with Helan Yinyan's indifference.
Helan Yinyan saw that Yu Di did not look up at him, and was immediately displeased, his brow frowned slightly, and then he let go again, and then he ordered: "Lift your head up." ”
The butterfly paused, and then Yi Yan raised his head, but what came into his eyes was a familiar handsome face. It was the one who suddenly took her hand and asked her to go with him! The butterfly recognized the person sitting on the seat. But in his heart, he was even more confused: since he was such an identity, was it not within reach to get such a person as himself, just like now, a holy will had left him with nowhere to escape, so why did he have to pestering himself for several months in drunken Yunxuan?
Was he playing himself like this for fun? Thinking of this possibility, Yu Di's dislike for Helan Yinyan deepened. But she did not show this dislike, and she could not see any mood swings on her calm face.
The two looked at each other for half a moment, but they didn't make any moves, just looked into each other's eyes, one with deep affection and one with hidden disgust. But they didn't understand the deep meaning in each other's eyes, they just looked at each other, and the rest of the people standing next to them were completely unable to enter their sight.
Han Guifei looked at the two people in the eye, and a pair of beautiful eyes dimmed slightly.
Luo Er had been watching the ghost butterfly leave, and even though he could no longer see the figure of the carriage, he still stopped and refused to leave, and he didn't even know when Nian Er and the others around him left. When The butterfly left, it was the end of the unitary time, and when she returned to god, it was already the middle of the time, and the people who were sending the butterfly away had dispersed, and the only dream was still by her side. The sky had long since darkened, and there was not a trace of light in the night sky, only faintly able to see the thick clouds whistling with the wind, and the streets were already dimly lit, but because they were too far away, they could only cast a mottled shadow on the pale face of the fallen child.
Luo Er first raised her eyes and swept around, and found that everyone around her had dispersed, and only Meng Er was still with her. She smiled slightly and shouted, "Sister Meng'er." Her lips were still moving, as if she still wanted to say something, but she didn't make a sound, and could only glimpse her unspoken words from her weeping eyes.
Meng'er sighed silently, went forward and touched Luo'er's hair, smiled softly at her, and did not make a sound.
Luo Er seemed to realize at this moment that this sister, who was always crazy and crazy with her, could also smile so softly. But she did not have time to delve into the meaning of this smile, nor did she wonder why Meng'er would show such a different smile than before. She whispered, "Can I see Sister Butterfly again?" She seemed to be saying it to Meng'er, and she seemed to be talking to herself.