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When Nan Baoyi woke up, he smelled the faint fragrance of green lotus in the tent.
She sat up holding her forehead. The bedroom was strange and exquisite, and every corner was clean.
She was in a daze.
This place
It seems she has been here before.
Gu Chongshan opened the door and put the tray on the table expressionlessly, "Are you awake?"
There is a bowl of white rice porridge on the tray.
Nan Baoyi gradually remembered that this was Gu Chongshan¡¯s house in Xifuyuan, Shengjing City.
The Dongfu Garden in Shengjing City is home to the Liyuan Theater and sideshow stalls, while the Xifu Garden is where children from wealthy families buy private homes.
In her previous life, she followed Gu Chongshan out of the palace and went to the Imperial Master's Mansion to attend a banquet. Gu Chongshan praised the girl holding the wine as having "hands as soft as silk." When leaving, the powerful minister chopped off the girl's hands and gave them to Gu Chongshan.
She was frightened, and it was already late when she returned to the palace, so she was brought here by Gu Chongshan.
And now, she still has a lot of use value, and she doesn't think Gu Chongshan will kill her here.
There is a brand new big sleeve hanging on Mushi.
She put on her big sleeves and slowly sat down at the table.
She took a porcelain spoon to stir the porridge, but she said in disgust: "I usually only use gold spoons."
She took a small sip of the porridge and refused to use it again, "I only eat bird's nest porridge on weekdays. This kind of white rice porridge is disgusting even to the maids around me."
Gu Chongshan said calmly: "Then don't eat it."
"Tell me, why are you arresting me?" Nan Baoyi put down the porcelain spoon, "Concubine Jiang must have given you an order to kill me, but you are reluctant to kill me. Do you want to use me to blackmail the second brother? Today is the second day of the year. On the day when my brother was betrothed, you know that the Nan family was busy sorting out the betrothal gifts, and the second brother and the others were busy eating and drinking, so they chose this day to kidnap me. Nine thousand years old is really a clever plan. "
Gu Chongshan stared at her and pressed the corner of his lips with his hand.
Nan Baoyi hesitated.
This guy, doesn¡¯t he want to kiss her?
????????? Could it be that after rebirth, nine thousand years old, he took a fancy to her beauty and wanted her to be a palace eater?
She was on guard: "I was born as my second brother's son, and my death is my second brother's dead person. I don't want to be your rival maid. Please respect yourself at nine thousand years old."
Gu Chongshan pursed his lips.
After a while, he left in silence.
Nan Baoyi couldn't help but mutter: "He is obviously a eunuch, but he is still greedy for beauty, who is he?"
Muttering, she sat down on the embroidery stool to dress herself up.
Looking at the bronze mirror, I saw two white rice grains stuck to the corners of my lips.
Nan Baoyi: ""
Gu Chongshan pressed the corners of his lips, did he mean to remind her of the grain of rice in her mouth?
It¡¯s a bit embarrassing.
After washing herself, she finished the bowl of porridge.
There was no need to worry about life and death for the time being, and she believed that her second brother would be able to find him here sooner or later, so she wandered around Gu Chongshan's private residence with the mentality of settling down as soon as he came.
When she was in Jinguan City, she had a deal with Prince Chu Huainan.
He changed the old emperor¡¯s return route for her, and she investigated Gu Chongshan¡¯s past for him.
Nan Baoyi stands under the verandah.
There is a peach blossom planted in the small courtyard, covered tightly with a red lacquer fan. This is Gu Chongshan's study.
According to the information provided by Chu Huainan, he had read through the palace volumes and only knew that Gu Chongshan entered the palace at the age of seven. What happened before and after that was blank.
He wants to know Gu Chongshan¡¯s secret.
Nan Baoyi pondered for a long time, then opened the door and stepped into the study.
It is dusk, the light and shadow are dim.
There is a furnace of agarwood burning in the room, bookshelves lined with bookshelves, and stacks of papers piled high.
Nan Baoyi walked through the bookshelf, glanced at the ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and came to the depths of the study.
Hanging on the wall is a painting of "Camellia at Tsurudoin".
The Crane Temple in the painting is located on the mountainside, with the spring rain pouring. The camellias are elegantly drawn, with petals like bowls, perfectly blending tranquility and beauty on the rice paper.
In the previous life of the palace, Nan Baoyi followed Gu Chongshan and saw many ancient paintings by famous people.
But this painting has a special brushwork, and she can¡¯t remember any master with such a style.
and¡¡
She has never heard of the Taoist temple "Crane Taoist Temple".
As for the camellia, it is very common in the South Vietnam Kingdom, but it is the national flower of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the most popular flower among the masters of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
"Does it look good?"
A cold inquiry came from behind.
Nan Baoyi looked back and saw Gu Chongshan standing with his hands behind his back, his posture cold.
When she broke into his study, she had no hope of hiding it from him.
So she nodded generously: "It looks good, was it you who painted it?"
Gu Chongshan looked at the scroll, "If I had painted it, would you still think it looks good?"
"This is really strange." Nan Baoyi smiled, "Whether a painting is good-looking or not has anything to do with who the author is?"
After finishing speaking, he was slightly startled.
She remembered.
Because Gu Chongshan was a eunuch, he was not allowed to attend any elegant gatherings in the palace.
Even if his attainments in instrumental music are top-notch, even if he is a master in calligraphy, painting and seal cutting, a eunuch is still a eunuch.
Those powerful people respectfully called him Nine Thousand Years Old on the surface, but privately believed that eunuchs were not worthy of touching elegant musical instruments, and were not worthy of talking about music, chess, calligraphy and painting with others.
?Things drawn by their hands are all dirty.
Nan Baoyi stared at Gu Chongshan hesitantly.
He was still looking at the painting, his cold, dark eyes filled with emotions she couldn't understand.
It¡¯s as if the Crane Temple in the painting was once the place that haunted him
The Golden Crow falls in the west.
The last ray of sunset disappeared from Gu Chongshan's clothes.
The little eunuchs came in, lit the glass lamps, and then quietly left.
The candlelight danced on his face.
After a long, long time, he turned to Nan Baoyi coldly and said, "The small kitchen is simmering bird's nest porridge. It will take half an hour before dinner can be served."
"oh."
Nan Baoyi whispered.
She watched Gu Chongshan leave the study and couldn't help pinching the lace of her skirt.
Candlelight jumps.
She squatted in front of the bookshelf filled with history books and carefully searched for "The Chronicle of the Republic of South Vietnam".
Camellia is the national flower of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Gu Chongshan appeared in the Nanyue Palace when he was seven years old.
We might as well make a bold assumption that Gu Chongshan and the Northern Wei Dynasty are inextricably linked.
So as long as we find the history between the Northern Wei Dynasty and South Vietnam thirteen years ago, we might be able to find clues about Gu Chongshan.
She turned to the volume from thirteen years ago, took a lantern and looked at it carefully.
Thirteen years ago, there was a war between South Vietnam and the Northern Wei Dynasty.
The Northern Wei Dynasty was defeated and sent two protons.
There is no mention of Proton's name or origin in the volume. It is only briefly mentioned that Proton is imprisoned in the cold palace.
Nan Baoyi is even more suspicious.
She dug out the national annals compiled by the Northern Wei Dynasty in recent years from the stack of books, and quickly turned to thirteen years ago.
In that war, the Northern Wei Dynasty was defeated, and the famous Northern Wei general Gu Qin died on the battlefield with thousands of arrows piercing his heart.
In order to seek peace, the Northern Wei Dynasty sent the seven-year-old prince and his compatriot brother to Nanyue.
The prince who is only seven years old
Camellia, Northern Wei Dynasty, seven years old, Gu Chongshan
The dark line intends in the middle of your mind.
A terrible suspicion was quietly born.
¡°If it¡¯s really what she thought, then Gu Chongshan¡¯s beauty with red lips and white teeth would be the best in the world, the natural nobility in his gestures, and his talent in music, chess, calligraphy and painting
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