MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 82 Million Purple

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The news of the disaster relief came back to the harem, and Hui Hui slapped the case with a slap: "A good concubine, it's not enough to pretend to be in the forbidden city. Now the whole capital is boasting about her, saying she has prestige and can serve the crowd! In the cold winter year, the lunar month did not open sheds outside the city to put grain. These fortunes were forgotten, and there was only one concubine in my eyes. All the thoughts of the palace were fed to the dog!"

Nalan Chunxue was so relieved to say: "The lady is angry, this good thing is done year after year, others are not surprised, the princess is silent in the past, this is awkward, and it is naturally striking to do a big thing. But naturally, As long as the Queen Mother’s birthday banquet is properly planned, is the mother-in-law afraid that she won’t be able to win?

　　Hui Hui took a deep breath: "This time, this palace will compare her to a dull face! Chi Lan, how is the Queen Mother's birthday gift prepared?"

　　 Zhilan: "Queen concubine, Wan Ziqianhong has finished practicing, ready to be tested at any time!"

　　Concubine Hui: "This palace is going to see it in person and tell them to make preparations tonight!"

　　 "Yes!" Chiran hesitated and said, "But four craftsmen tried to escape and were killed on the spot. Look at you..."

　　Concubine Hui sneered: "Four, forty, even four hundred, no matter how many people die in this palace, just look at the final results!"

With a sigh of breath in his heart, he wanted to compete with Princess Xian. Hui Guifei had a supper and left the Chuxiu Palace. A group of people walked to the side courtyard. The Queen Hui suddenly stopped and was surprised: "Emperor, How did you come?"

　　 The color of surprise is fleeting. She looks at the woman standing next to Hongli, her face sinking: "Xian Fei, you are here too."

Xian Fei wore a green dress today, light and light, simple and elegant, embellished with a cool and green color on the hot summer day, and smiled gently to Hui Hui: "I heard that the lady of the concubine carefully prepared the birthday gift for the empress, and the concubine followed The emperor came to see you, don’t you mind the concubine?"

　　 Princess Hui Hui smiled back and said: "This palace minds, can you turn around and go back immediately, since you can't, then ask what kind of energy!"

The two confronted each other for a moment, and seeing that Princess Fei did not leak water, she could not get much from her. Hui Guifei decisively shifted her goal and refocused her eyes on Hongli, saying, "Emperor, you look today and if they The performance was good. On the birthday of the Empress Dowager, the concubines ordered people to form a 12-person performance team. The scene must be more spectacular. Zhilan, tell them to start!"

　　 Zhilan: "Yes!"

　　Thousands of performers were a few craftsmen wearing hats and wearing heavy jackets. The old man, as the leader, dived the white spoon in his hands into hot water, and the flame burst out. As soon as he raised his hand, the melting plentiful water immediately flew to the icy city wall, met cold and hot, and with a bang, the molten iron burst, just like thousands of flowers, blooming instantly.

　　 "The fire is shining in the sky, the red stars are chaotic and purple smoke. The moonlight is on the night, the song moves Hanchuan." A princess chanted a poem, and sighed, "Think carefully, Li Bai portrays this scene too!"

Hongli also nodded uncommonly: "Qiupu is a famous place for copper production. Li Bai Road passed by here and saw the copper **** dumping, and Mars was shining. It was a picture of the autumn night smelting! Far better than the fire of smelting!"

　　The old man was flying a few spoonfuls of molten iron again, and the sparks were one after another. The craftsmen next to him all learned him, one spoon after another, as if beautiful fireworks hit the palace wall. On the icy wall, a series of passionate sparks hit the sky, quickly flew into the sky, the moment of falling , And turned into a gorgeous sky and rain, lighting up the dark night sky.

　　The light fell on Hui Guifei's face, and her smile was as bright as fireworks: "The emperor, the concubine is preparing to cast a stage and personally make up the dance. Let the beautiful dancer dance in the sky and dance, and you will definitely be able to show the queen mother!"

　　 Hongli smiled with satisfaction: "The concubine's mind is ingenious, if Wan Ziqianhong performs on the day of the Queen Mother's birthday, it will definitely shock the world!"

　　Concubine Hui showed a triumphant look, while Hongli's gaze was captured by Huayu, her body leaned back in the chair and whispered to Chilan standing behind the chair: "Playing stage, it will be built here at that time!"

　　 Zhilan bent over and whispered: "Isn't it too close?"

　　Concubine Hui: "What are you afraid of, and it's not for you to dance, it's built here!"

　　 Zhilan: "Yes!"

　　 Chiran turned around and ordered the eunuch, and tomorrow he ordered the craftsmen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to come and measure.

　　 Eunuch: "Ao!"

　　 During the conversation, another craftsman came onto the stage. The other person was small in size and not very skilled. Although he tried hard to imitate the movements of the old man, the movements in his hands seemed a bit stiff and unnatural...it seemed to be injured.

　　Hongli was busy watching Huayu, and Princess Hui Hui was busy ordering her servants, and only Xian Fei noticed the other party, but her eyes flickered, don't look away, pretending not to see.

　　 The little craftsman approached Hui Hui impassively, suddenly raised her hand, and called out the sentence with her throat: "Niangniang."

　　 "Hmm?" Hui Guifei turned back, but she saw the molten iron pouring out of the sky, and poured herself towards herself. She shouted in horror at the moment, and her hands covered her charming face.

　　 There was a horror all around, Hongli was a distance away from Hui Guifei, who would not have been involved, but he quickly ran to Hui Hui: "Queen!"

　　 The splashing premium and Mars almost fell on him. Xian Fei suddenly hugged him up: "Be careful!"

　　 Mars landed on Xian Fei's back, she yelled, threw herself in Hongli's arms, shaking with pain, Hongli changed her way: "Xian Fei, come, come soon!"

　　The guards arrived in a hurry, headed by Fu Heng. He looked around and immediately found a strange place.

　　 A small craftsman is trying to escape the scene!

　　 "Stop!" Fu Heng shouted.

　　Fu Heng chased towards the other party, but the old craftsman made a gesture quietly, and the rest of the craftsmen realized that the next moment,

More and more molten iron was poured into the palace wall, the golden rain was flying in the sky, the golden awn was in front of everyone, Fu Heng had only one step to catch the little craftsman, but he was blinded by the golden light, and waited again Open your eyes, there is no one in front of you.

　　Fu Heng couldn't stop his anger, and with a sword he shot the iron spoon in the hands of the old man: "All stop!"

　　The iron spoon fell to the ground, and the craftsmen stopped their movements. The same is true of the old craftsman. He stood upright and looked very docile. Only when the afterglow of his eyes swept to the Queen Hui, who was suffering and wailing on the ground, only a trace of bitter aversion appeared.

　　 "Hoo, huh--" The palace said, a small craftsman wearing a gray hat ran panting, and the soldiers were getting closer and closer, and suddenly a hand extended from the corner and pulled her over.

　　 The hat fell off, exposing Wei Yingluo's slightly pale face.

　　 "Hush." ​​Yuan Chun looked at her in her arms, covering her mouth with one hand.

　　Wei Yingluo was struggling. He heard his voice, so he stayed still.

The footsteps of 　　 chasing soldiers hurried past them and gradually ran away.

　　Don't wait for Wei Ying Luosong to breathe, Yuan Chunwang already pulled her and said, "Go."

The two just ran out of the corridor, and the dense footsteps rushed to the corner they had hidden. Fu Heng bypassed the post, bent over to pick up the gray hat on the ground, and then slowly turned his face to the direction of the two. , Coldly ordered: "Almost deceived by him, chase!"

　　A group of people chased out. Because there were so many roads on the road, they divided their troops. Fu Heng led three guards to chase Yongxiang, and suddenly stopped, shouting: "Stop!"

　　 The sound of the wheels rolling suddenly stopped, and Yuan Chunwang, who was pushing the dung car, turned his face and looked as usual: "Sir, what happened?"

　　Fu Heng walked over and looked down on the dung car: "Open!"

　　 Yuan Chunwang looked at him in surprise: "This is a dung car!"

　　 Fu Heng snorted, released the sword around his waist, picked it with his sword, the lid of the dung car fell on the ground, he coldly commanded: "Go check!"

　　The guard stepped forward to check and shook his head: "No."

There was nothing in the dung car, Yuan Chunwang's expression also looked extremely innocent, but somehow, Fu Heng looked at him more discomfort, suddenly his eyes turned, and fell on a dark shadow not far away, hiding immediately Yuan Chunwang, strode the meteor toward the other party, fearing that the other party would escape as before, so he grabbed the other party's arm.

　　 "Ouch!" A familiar female voice sounded, and Wei Yingluo turned back, his face angry, "What are you doing!"

　　 "...It's you!" Fu Henglen felt unconscious, letting go of his hand unconsciously, and even softened his tone by three points. "There are assassins in the palace, I am catching assassins!"

　　 Ying Luo raised the brush in his hand: "Will the assassin brush Gong bucket in the palace?"

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm in charge." Fu Heng didn't intend to embarrass her, and asked back, "Have you all checked it out!"

　　 The bodyguards searched briefly and immediately answered: "No!"

　　 Fu Heng was relieved: "Yinluo girl, bother!"

　　 watched him leave in a hurry, Ying Luo was relieved, and left after throwing the brush.

　　 "Stop." A clear voice rang behind her.

　　 "Cough cough cough!" Wei Yingluo coughed deliberately and turned back, "I'm seriously ill, if I have anything, let's talk tomorrow..."

　　 "Severely ill?" Yuan Chunwang sneered, holding Wei Yingluo's arm forcibly, lifting her sleeves, "I think it's a serious injury!"

　　 In the moonlight, Wei Yingluo's arm was bright red, obviously burned,

　　 Wei Yingluo said, "What are you doing?"

　　 "Tell me!" Yuan Chunwang stepped closer, his eyes burning, "Where did the wound on his arm come from?"

　　 Ying Luo withdrew his hand vigorously, and said with some sigh of relief: "Weekdays work injured..."

　　 "Oh." Yuan Chunwang sneered, "This is a special skill that can easily burn yourself. The wounds on your arm are just hot metal burns."

　　 "No..." Wei Yingluo wanted to quibble, but the other party's next sentence was: "Laiwang has already told me all."

Laiwang is the name of a small craftsman who was replaced by Wei Yingluo. The child was badly injured because of the training of thousands of purples and reds. It was for the sake of venting the child and for the future of the child. The old craftsman agreed to let Wei Yingluo replace him on stage , To teach Hui Guifei a lesson.

　　 Hearing the name, Wei Yingluo knew that he knew everything, shut his mouth immediately, and said nothing.

　　 "Is it to vindicate the dead craftsman?" Yuan Chunwang stared at her, "Or to... the queen."

　　 Wei Yingluo quickly looked up at him, and quickly lowered his head.

　　 Yuan Chunwang immediately understood, the laughter was colder, with a trace of sarcasm, and a trace of unclear emotions: "Just for the slightest kindness, you don’t hesitate to gamble on your life, it is a fool!"

　　He touched Wei Yingluo's cheek with his right hand. I don't know if she had the illusion. He was always cold like a snake's fingers. He was stained with a touch of temperature tonight.

　　 "...I am also very good to you." Yuan Chunwang looked down at her with a low voice like murmur, "If I am in trouble, will you also bet my life for me..."