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At this time, in the dormitory, the door was wide open, and the midday sunlight passed through the door and shone in the hall. Light and dark alternated, making the place look extremely eerie.
There is no sound in the silent palace, only a corner of the dormitory where the sun cannot shine. A lady was slowly arranging her bun.
The most common thing she does in a day is to take care of her bun. In fact, apart from this, there is really not much else to do. There are some volumes on the desk, so I can recite them backwards and forwards.
The beautiful face in the mirror is still so dignified, but after all, it cannot be compared with other concubines in the palace, regardless of age or maintenance.
Zheng Guanyin was born in the 19th year of the founding of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, AD 599. In the tenth year of Emperor Yang's great career in the Sui Dynasty, he married Li Jiancheng, the eldest son of Tang Guogong, in 614 AD.
And Empress Changsun was born in the first year of Renshou of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, AD 601. Compared with Empress Changsun, Zheng Guanyin was two years older.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ Looking at Zhu Yan in the mirror, there are already traces of white hair in her bun.
A beauty ages easily, but Li Guang is hard to seal. Well, something seems to be wrong.
Zheng Guanyin looked at herself in the mirror. Unknowingly, she had lived in this palace for so many years that she had no idea how long she had lived there. If it weren't for the bustle in the palace every year, His Majesty would have sent someone to send him away. After all the food and wine, I really don¡¯t even know how many years have passed.
Back then, I was still in my prime, but now I see that I have gray hair and am no longer a teenager.
"Mom!"
Zheng Guanyin was thinking when she heard a call from behind. Only her daughter could talk to her here.
Zheng Guanyin waved, and at this time a delicate woman came over and sat on Zheng Guanyin's lap obediently. The figure is slender and somewhat thin.
In this world, apart from the Zheng family in Xingyang, Zheng Guanyin has only one relative, and she is the only one who can be by her side.
She is called Zheng Guanyin Niang, not the mother concubine.
When she first came here, she was called Mother Concubine. Zheng Guanyin personally held the bamboo branch and made thirteen blood marks on her arm before she changed her name.
In the ninth year of Wude, after the bloody storm, she was no longer the Crown Princess. The Crown Princess was the woman nicknamed Guanyin Maid, so her daughter could no longer call her Mother Concubine.
She hit her daughter on the arm with a bamboo branch to remind her daughter not to scream again.
She only had this daughter at this time, the fifth daughter born to Prince Li Jiancheng, the head of Guide County who was canonized by the emperor during the Tang Dynasty.
Thirteen bloodstains left an indelible memory on my daughter who was still young at the time, but at least she changed her story and would not cause trouble.
After Li Jiancheng's death, they had no one to rely on, and all they could rely on was probably the origin of the Zheng family in Xingyang and the mercy of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
At this time, Zheng Guanyin was holding her daughter and combing her hair carefully.
"Mom, I really want to walk out of that wall and have a look outside the wall. I heard the palace maid saying that the lotus leaves in Daming Palace have grown a lot, and my daughter has never seen a lotus leaf before!"
Zheng Guanyin unconsciously stared at his beloved daughter with red eyes and held her deeply in his arms.
Over the years, she felt most sorry for her daughter. If she had obeyed her second brother back then, perhaps her daughter would have been much better off now, and she would not have grown so big that she has never even seen a lotus leaf.
In fact, she has never seen many things, except for the two parasol trees in the palace, which she sees every day.
When she was a child, the little girl loved counting the ants crawling on the ground in spring and the fallen leaves on the sycamore trees in autumn.
When I grew up, I kept counting. After being scolded by myself several times, I finally stopped counting and had nothing to do.
You can only watch the sun rise and set every day, and the clouds roll and relax.
Zheng Guanyin thought of her stubbornness back then, looked at her daughter, and finally felt a little softer.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Just returns to the nine years of Wude, and she will be the same as before. It's just a pain for my daughter.
After tidying up her daughter's hair, she looked at the woman in her arms who was already in her prime. She was also beautiful and charming, just like herself back then.
But there will be no one here to appreciate her. My daughter is destined to be a lotus flower in the pond. I can only admire myself alone.
Zheng Guanyin took her daughter out of the palace. There were two small bamboo chairs outside. Zheng Guanyin and her daughter sat on them, looking at the clouds in the sky.
In my daughter¡¯s eyes, clouds drifted slowly by, and for a moment she looked at the palace wall not far away. What kind of world was outside the palace wall?
She had seen her when she was very young, but nowI don¡¯t remember much about it.
The two mother and daughter were sitting quietly in a corner of the palace. There were not many things for them to kill time. Three meals a day, sunrise and sunset, the palace is not small, but it is already an all too familiar scene.
The sun shines through the dense branches and leaves of the sycamore tree, casting mottled light on the ground. Lord Guide's eyes left the palace wall and fell on the mottled light and shadow on the ground.
There were ants crawling on the ground. Lord Guide looked at the ants again. Zheng Guanyin understood that her daughter was counting ants again, but she didn't make sounds like before. She was just counting with her heart.
After all, time was too boring, and she was the only one she felt sorry for.
After giving birth to her, she could not have the childhood and youth that a normal woman should have.
There were footsteps outside, and the sound seemed very abrupt in the silent palace.
After cleaning the palace in the morning, the maids and eunuchs left in a hurry. You can't hear footsteps until dinner time. How can there be footsteps at this time?
Zheng Guanyin and Guide County Lord coincidentally looked towards the direction where the footsteps came from.
There was a man and a woman there. The man was extremely good-looking, but when Zheng Guanyin saw the man, the corners of his eyes widened slightly.
He really looks like his second brother, and he also has some similarities with his husband.
When Zheng Guanyin saw this man, he naturally ignored the women around him who were all of top quality in appearance and figure.
She just stared at the man, then she saw the man saw her and walked towards her step by step.
"Zhi'er has seen"
Li Zhi just said half a sentence, but he didn't know how to continue, because he didn't know how to call Zheng Guanyin for a while.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? According to the common folk address, she should be called aunt, or aunt, aunt, aunt, etc.
But at this time, Li Zhi was stuck, completely stuck.
"Are you Li Zhi? King Li Zhi of Jin?"
"yes!"
"You don't know who I am or where I am?"
"Zhi'er knows."
"Kid, you shouldn't be here."
"Mom, who is he?"
"Your cousin, you are his cousin."
"My cousin is very good-looking, much prettier than those little eunuchs."
Li Zhi's expression changed a few times in an instant. Damn, he was feeling depressed when he compared himself with those little eunuchs.
"My cousin is also very good-looking, much prettier than those little maids." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com