The moonlight was just right, and Li Changan skipped towards his small courtyard.
It's very normal for a five-year-old girl to jump around, especially after a day of playing outside the palace.
The palace people she met on the road saluted and greeted Li Chang'an one after another. She didn't receive this treatment last year, but this year after she got close to Concubine Wu Hui, the palace people treated her much more respectfully.
"Master Lei, stay!"
In the hazy night, Li Changan saw a familiar figure walking in her direction, and after seeing her clearly, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Li Changan could only ask to stay.
The figure stopped, then slowly turned around, bowing his head respectfully: "Lei Haiqing has met the princess."
Li Changan's eyelids twitched, and he said helplessly: "I regard Hai Qing as a close friend, but Hai Qing is so unfamiliar, which really makes me sad."
Lei Hai has a tall and straight appearance, and no one who can be a musician in the palace is ugly. After all, the current sage Li Longji is good at music and is also known to control his appearance. He does not want ugly people to be musicians.
"The princess is the golden branch of the Tian family, Haiyin is just a little musician, I dare not talk about friendship with the princess." Lei Haiqing's words were firm.
Li Changan just looked at Lei Haiqing: "When we first met, I was the princess and you were the musician. At that time, you never dared to discuss friendship with me."
Lei Haiqing's chest heaved a few times and he gritted his teeth: "The princess is not the princess of Concubine Wu Hui!"
Li Changan immediately understood what Lei Haiqing meant.
This person is a person who hates evil and does not know how to adapt. This is why he has an extremely high musical level but is still just a minor music official for so many years. He is a straight minister and a clear minister.
Naomi Kiyoomi always looked down on the demonic concubines who manipulated the court and played power by relying on the emperor's favor. Concubine Wu Hui was a demonic concubine in their eyes.
In the eyes of people like them, he is unfilial and disloyal if he leaves his biological mother alone but frequently gets closer to Concubine Wu Hui.
"When I was four years old, my mother and I ran out of charcoal. I went to the palace man to ask for charcoal, but he didn't give it to me. It was you who helped me and my mother get the charcoal." Li Changan said in a calm voice, "I always remember of."
Lei Haiqing suddenly clenched his fist hanging by his side, looked up at Li Changan, but only saw a small back.
He was a little annoyed that he spoke too harshly.
Chang'an is different from herself. Chang'an is a princess. She is only five years old and has not even lost her baby teeth. How does she know what a witch and a sycophant is? Without a backer, how could she and Cao Yenaji survive in the palace.
Li Changan didn't take this matter to heart. There were only two things she cared about most now.
Her mother's body and the "Wei Zhuang" we saw today.
Speaking of which, when lightning struck that day, it seemed that she was not the only unlucky person to be struck...
That handwriting is so familiar. Every time I submit a paper, the mark of that handwriting appears. Her tutor was not used to using computers, so every time she would print out papers and assignments and submit them to him for manual correction.
She took postgraduate entrance exams on the job and was cross-majoring in order to get a diploma so that she could be promoted in the future. However, her tutor who majored in ancient literature didn't seem to think so. Every time he corrected her homework, she made her homework worthless. The book is full of review marks from beginning to end.
For a long time, this handwriting was Li Changan's nightmare.
But now that he saw this familiar handwriting again, Li Changan could only feel happy.
But now she is too young to leave the palace. In addition, finding one person among the one million people in Chang'an is no less than finding a needle in a haystack, so there is no rush to find someone.
Walking back to her small courtyard, Li Changan frowned when she saw the wide open window. Instead of alarming the snake, she walked lightly to the window quietly.
Sure enough, I saw Cao Yena Ji wearing only a thin long skirt and leaning against the window to enjoy the air.
A small cluster of fire appeared in Li Changan's eyes.
Cao Yenaji, who closed her eyes tightly, finally felt something was wrong. She subconsciously opened her eyes and wanted to close the window, but when she stretched forward to pull back the window frame, she saw clearly the person standing under the window.
Li Changan slowly raised his head, his dark eyes full of anger. Cao Yenaji seemed to be a student who was caught playing with her mobile phone by her class teacher, and her eyes widened in horror.
"Chang'an?"
"Okay, okay, you didn't even listen to the words of the baby that crawled out of your belly. I said to let mother get out of the wind, but mother insisted on opening all the windows because she thought she would be safe before I came back. Can you hide it from me by closing the window?"
Li Changan laughed angrily.
It was indeed Cao Yenaji who had planned to close the window when she heard Li Changan's footsteps and hide it from the outside world:...
Cao Yena Ji was exposed by Li Changan and couldn't help but look away with a guilty conscience, muttering: "Am I your mother or you are mine?"
But ever since Li Changan could speak, Li Changan has been the leader of the two. Cao Yenaji grew up outside the customs and had never been educated about the dignity and etiquette of parents in the Central Plains, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with listening to her daughter as a mother. The place.
"You are not in good health and cannot bear the cold." Li Changan's voice became softer. He climbed onto the soft couch, closed the window, climbed down from the soft couch, and skillfully started a charcoal fire.
After filling the charcoal into the small red clay stove, Li Changan climbed onto the soft couch and snuggled next to Cao Yenaji.
"Mother, I'm worried about you." Li Changan buried his head in Cao Yenaji's arms and said muffledly.
Cao Yenaji's body tensed up for a moment, then softened again. She reached out and hugged her daughter tightly.
"The wind in Chang'an is not cold at all. Mother, if you blow in the wind, nothing will happen to you." Cao Yenaji twisted Li Changan's hair with her fingertips, "I am the daughter of a snow mountain, I will not be blown down by the wind in Chang'an. You have never seen snow-capped mountains. They are covered with snow, high and cold. There are big eagles flying on the top of the snow-capped mountains. At the foot of the snow-capped mountains is the grassland, where the Uighur people raise many cattle and sheep."
"I was born in the snow-capped mountains. My parents were coming to Chang'an with the goods they bought from the Great Food Country. When they walked to the edge of the snow-capped mountains, my mother had a stomachache, so she gave birth to me."
Cao Yenaji's expression is very gentle, and she tells about the world that belongs to her.
"I remember that there was a large lake at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, with brown geese flying around on the lake. The Huihe people had a large pasture here. We would buy their cattle and sheep and bring them to Datang to sell to the Tang people. To the west of the Tang Dynasty is the Great Food Country, and the people there have green eyes, and they will exchange spices for the silk of the Tang Dynasty."
Li Changan leaned in Cao Yenaji's arms and looked up at his mother through the dim candlelight.
When Cao Yenaji mentioned the snow mountains and the caravan, her whole face was full of energy, and her eyes were shining. She didn't know how to write poetry, and she couldn't even use more elegant adjectives, but the snow mountains in her words were better than Li Changan's. All the snow I have read in poems and articles is beautiful.
She is a daughter born in the snowy mountains. She was once as strong as a she-wolf, but now she is so weak that she gets sick whenever the wind blows.
She once visited the Byzantine Empire, which was the Eastern Roman Empire and belonged to the civilization of ancient Greece. She walked from Byzantium to Chang'an, and then from Chang'an to Byzantium. She grew up in a caravan, and her footprints were engraved on the Silk Road.
In the end, he was trapped in the deep palace of Chang'an, and he couldn't even get out of the small courtyard of dozens of square meters.
There is an exquisite rockery in this courtyard, which was given to Cao Yenaji by the emperor when she was favored. However, Cao Yenaji has never looked at the rockery carefully. How could a daughter who was born on a snow-capped mountain appreciate a three-foot-tall rockery?
Cao Yenaji's voice became quieter and quieter. Li Changan came back to his senses and looked at Cao Yenaji's cheeks that looked increasingly rosy under the candlelight. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly reached out to touch Cao Yenaji's neck.
Hot to the touch.
Li Changan jumped up from the soft couch, even wearing her shoes backwards. She rushed out of the courtyard in panic, grabbed a palace attendant and shouted: "Call the doctor quickly, call the doctor quickly!"
But he was crying.
Fortunately, all the palace people in this area knew that Li Changan was the popular person in front of Concubine Wu Hui. Several palace people quickly comforted Li Changan and then sent someone to call the female doctor.
The palace door has been locked, but there are also many female doctors who live in the palace. After all, nobles will inevitably have emergencies and always need a doctor.
Fortunately, Cao Yenaji only had a fever this time and did not suffer from other symptoms. The female doctor gave her some medicinal soup and gave her an injection, and the fever finally subsided before dawn.
It took another three days for Cao Yenaji to finally get over the sudden illness. However, she recovered, but her body became even weaker. Li Changan refused to let Cao Yenaji get out of bed and only let her lie down. The bed was covered with a thick quilt, and a small red clay stove was moved in front of the bed to keep warm.
"Mother." Li Changan held Cao Yenaji's hand and called in a low voice, "The palace servants in Concubine Wu Hui's palace have given word that Concubine Wu Hui will come to see you in a while."
Cao Yenaji became even thinner, her skin stuck to her bones, and she looked like she had only one breath left. In fact, she did not look so sick and weak. After all, she was a woman who had fought against wolves, even if the disease was burning. Her life, her life is also much thicker than that of ordinary women.
But Cao Yenaji had no intention of getting up and dressing up to greet Concubine Wu Hui. She just looked at Li Changan with her tender eyes: "I'll apologize for you. I'm very ill and I really can't get out of bed to receive Concubine Wu." ”
Concubine Wu Hui is here. Today she is wearing a long dress embroidered with vermilion and silver silk, with a scarlet silk on her shoulders. She wears a golden phoenix on her head. The hanging golden belt sways step by step. She wears five-color embroidered shoes. There were four palace attendants behind him.
When she stepped into this small courtyard, she frowned without leaving a trace, and then quickly relaxed her eyebrows.
She likes women in the palace who are not favored by the emperor.
Although Concubine Wu Hui had already known from the female doctor that Cao Yenaji was weak, she was still surprised when she actually saw Cao Yenaji.
Concubine Wu Hui has seen dead people. Although there are not many palace people who are executed in the palace, there are always a few every year. Some of them die with horrible signs and are covered in blood. Especially when she was young, she lived in the palace with her aunt Wu Zetian. Among them, more people died, men, women, old and young. Her aunt always had to use iron and blood to suppress those who disobeyed her.
But it was the first time that Concubine Wu Hui saw someone who was about to die of illness, so thin and weak.
"I'm seriously ill and I really can't get up to greet Concubine Hui." Cao Yena Ji reluctantly sat up with her arms and apologized.
Concubine Wu Hui sighed: "We are all sisters, but you are seriously ill. How can I blame you for not being able to welcome you?"
"I heard from the palace servants that the twenty-nine mother-in-law has been guarding your bed in undressed clothes for the past few days. Look at your face, and her eyes are all blue and black. Although my sister is sick, it is enough to comfort me to have such a filial daughter by my side."
But Cao Ye Naji suddenly burst into tears. She looked at Li Changan sitting beside her bed and said sadly: "Yes, a good child like Chang'an has been dragged down by me."
