Chapter 210 Extra (2)
Story 2:
Would it be nice for a young man to marry me when my hair grows to my waist.
When your green hair is straightened up, I will spread your red makeup for ten miles.
But he is afraid that his hair will reach his waist, and the young man will fall in love with others.
Wait until your green silk hair is straight, and smile when you look at your pregnant wife.
——Excerpted from "Ten Miles of Red Makeup"
——Bai Jiuying
Chang'an City.
AD 198
Prince Tang's Mansion.
"Princess Fuluo, the Ninth Prince is here to see you again!" Maid Yumo said cautiously.
"Let him wait! I am not free." Fuluo crossed his legs.
"You little girl, how dare you make the prince wait! Be careful, I will punish you with death in a minute!" Farewell's eyes signaled the maid to go down, and sneaked behind Fuluo.
Fuluo was startled and rolled out of the grapes in fright.
"I said goodbye, why don't you go find Fushuang when you are so free? I am very busy!"
Fushuang is Fuluo's four-year-old sister. She is the daughter of the eldest lady.
"Oh? Really, busy eating grapes?" Farewell picked a grape and ate it in his mouth: "It's quite sweet!"
"Go, go, let's go! " Fu Luo pushed him away and said goodbye.
"Today, my father praised me for doing a good job in my homework, and specially rewarded me with the white orchid jade lamp that was brought as tribute from the Western Regions. I thought of you first!" He said goodbye and held the white orchid jade in his hand. The cup was handed to Fuluo.
Fuluo took it and started tinkering with the legendary lamp.
It is said that this is the most valuable set of cups that the Loulan Kingdom in Mobei of the Western Region paid tribute in the past few years.一
“That’s all!” Fuluo threw down the lamp in his hand with a look of disdain.
“Hey, hey, hey, why aren’t you satisfied?” Biezita took up the jade cup that had been helped down and fell on the table.
"I don't like drinking tea. You'd better give this to someone else! Just a little..." Fuluo ran away, not forgetting to leave a trace of his back to say goodbye.
The girl was five years old and the boy was nine years old.
200 AD.
“The king of Xitang, Ye Beiling, assisted the second prince, Biefu, in his rebellion. He should have been punished for his nine clans. However, since his ancestors have been honest officials for generations and assisted the late emperor in opening up the country, I am pardoning the death penalty. He was demoted to the governor of Jingzhou. You will never be allowed to enter the capital again." A cold voice echoed throughout Prince Tang's Mansion.
Ye Beiling was not involved in the case of the second prince Bie Fu's rebellion. However, some treacherous ministers did not want the favor of Prince Tang's palace and insisted on charging Ye Beiling with it.
"Dad. I don't want to leave Chang'an!" Ye Fushuang knelt in front of Ye Beiling, her face stained with tears.
"..." Ye Beiling rubbed her forehead. It was already a big headache, but now her daughter still wants to make trouble with her.
"Sister, let's go! Go pack your luggage." Fuluo pulled Fushuang, who was crying hard.
The west wing.
"Princess. You said that I have always been an upright official, so why did I become a traitor?" Maid Yu Mo muttered as she cleaned up.
"People in the officialdom are unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen in the next second." Fuluo was very calm about this matter.
"I'm just grieving for the master." Yumo glanced at Fuluo.
"I think this is actually quite good. The city of Chang'an has long been undercurrents. Maybe dad also wants to leave this place of right and wrong." Fuluo handed Bai Lan, who had given her a farewell gift two years ago. Jade lamps are packed into luggage.
"..." Yu Mo didn't understand why he was so happy after being demoted despite having a good life.
Ten minutes at dusk.
Fuluo looked at the big house where he had lived for seven years, with a trace of reluctance in his heart.
"Princess Princess, it's time to set off." Yu Mo urged.
She wanted to stay a little longer, but that person hadn't come yet. He lowered his eyes.
Yes, the traitor was just paid off. There was perhaps even more panic in the palace.
He helped Luo get on the carriage, and the palace looked particularly desolate under the setting sun. She secretly swore in her heart that she would never enter this huge birdcage in the future.
The imperial city gives people a magnificent feeling, but who knows that the hearts of the people in the palace have long been distorted.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the departing carriage.
The girl in the car felt calm.
The young man in the palace was very anxious.
She was seven years old that year, in her prime.
He was eleven years old that year and was past his prime.
AD 209.
The late emperor passed away, and the nine princes took their leave and complied with the emperor's wishes.
Ascended to the throne in August of the following year.
That year he was exactly twenty years old, in his prime.
She was deeply worried about him when she was far away in Jingzhou that year.
She was sixteen years old that year, in her prime.
211 AD
Jingzhou.
"Fuluo. Here, here..." Xiao Wanzi dragged Fuluo to Bitan Lake in the suburban county.
"We ran so far. If Fushuang finds out, you will be dead." Fuluo squatted down and stopped Xiaowanzi from walking forward.
"No. If something happens, I'll carry it for you. I'm so cute, and my mother can't bear to hit me." Xiao Wanzi patted his chest with his chubby little hands.
"Pfft. I don't dare to let you carry it for me. You are so cute. What if I hurt you?" Fuluo picked up Ji Nanyang, who was only two years old.
Ji Nanyang is the child of Ye Fushuang and Ji Bei, the son of the richest businessman in Jingzhou.
"Wanzi. Go back!" Fuluo touched Ji Nanyang's slightly red nose due to the cold.
"No! It's the most fun only in winter when Bitan Lake is frozen." Ji Nanyang hugged Fuluo's neck.
"You kid. The ice is not very thick. What if you fall? I can't swim." Fuluo put Ji Nanyang down.
"Fuluo, you are too timid. I'm not afraid!" Ji Nanyang said angrily with his hands on his hips.
Fuluo looked at Ji Nanyang's cute look and poked her bulging cheeks: "Not now. But you can come and skate when the ice layer is thicker. You can still do it then. Invite other good friends to come together."
"Well..." Ji Nanyang hesitated.
"Miss, hurry up..." Yu Mo ran over angrily.
"Yu Mo, speak slowly, speak slowly. Don't be in a hurry." Fu Luo followed Yu Mo's back.
"Huh... Miss, please go back to the house quickly! Someone is coming from the palace!" Yu Mo said with wide eyes and a little breath.
"What? We have lived a good life these past few years. We haven't done anything wrong!" Fuluo was a little confused, but still led Ji Nanyang back.
"Fu Luo. Why do we have to go back when someone comes from the palace." Ji Nanyang looked at Fu Luo in confusion.
"Well...because they brought us delicious food. So we have to go back." Fuluo thought for a while.
Ji Nanyang's eyes lit up when he heard about the food.
Ye Mansion.
"Miss is back." Before Fu Luo entered the gate, the housekeeper hurriedly informed Ye Beiling.
"Dad, I'm back." Fuluo handed Ji Nanyang to Yumo.
"Sit down! I have something to tell you." Ye Beiling was a little worried.
Fuluo sat down with doubts. Fuluo sitting opposite him guessed that he was a young eunuch from the palace.
"This Master Liu is here to take you into the palace." Ye Beiling said after thinking for a long time.
“What!?” Fuluo’s eyes widened. "Pack your bags and leave today." Ye Beiling's eyes turned red.
"Okay. I'll clean it up!" Fuluo's eyes dimmed, thinking that he might have been destined to have such an inextricable relationship with the palace since birth.
On the carriage, Fuluo pulled out the token his father had given him before leaving.
This is the golden medal given by my great-grandfather to reward the founding general when he followed the late emperor to open up the country.
My father gave me this as a gift. He must have known that people in this palace are unpredictable, so keeping this gold medal will definitely be useful.
“Ouch... I’m so suffocated!” A soft and waxy voice came from under the seat.
Fuluo lifted the cloth covering it: "Little balls!"
"Hehe. Fuluo, Yumo said you want to go out to play. I don't care, I want to follow you!" Ji Nanyang climbed out from below.
“No, it will be troublesome if your mother finds out!” Fuluo was about to tell the coachman to go back.
"I left a note for my mother." Xiao Wanzi said with an air of dignity.
"You can write when you are older. No. I want to send you back!" Fuluo's head was covered with black lines.
"No... ugh..." Ji Nanyang's eyes were filled with tears.
"Xiaowanzi, don't cry..." Fuluo really couldn't help it. I thought I could only wait until I got to Chang'an before writing a letter to inform my father.
Chang'an City.
Royal Palace.
"King! Miss Fuluo has arrived in Chang'an. It only takes a stick of incense to reach the palace." The little eunuch half-bent and said respectfully.
Farewell's lips raised slightly. Finally, it’s time to meet again. He didn't know how much he had sacrificed in order to wait to see her again.
That year, the second brother rebelled, and what the second brother said to himself in prison. This palace is basically a place where the weak prey on the strong and the strong fight against each other. Never be the passive one.
After the death of the father, the legacy should have been passed down to the wise and kind fourth brother.
I have a good relationship with my second brother. If I pass the throne to my fourth brother, I will definitely die. It is even more impossible to see her.
So he decided to tamper with the will and dominate the world.
“Change.”
Yao Ji Palace.
"Girl, please wait again. The king will be here soon." The palace maid lowered her head and said cautiously.
Fuluo nodded slightly.
"Wow, Fuluo! It's so beautiful here!" Ji Nanyang couldn't sit still for a moment.
"Don't run around, little ball!" Fuluo grabbed Ji Nanyang and held her in his arms.
"Fu Luo, you're so tight! I can't even breathe!" Ji Nanyang looked up at Fu Luo.
"Then I'll let you down! Don't run around!" Fuluo gently put Ji Nanyang down.
"Haha..." Ji Nanyang disappeared in a flash before landing.
"Xiaowanzi..." Fuluo felt that he was stupid enough to believe the words of this little devil Ji Nanyang.
As soon as Farewell entered the Yao Ji Palace, a small black shadow crashed into him.
After he stabilized himself, he saw the small black figure in front of him clearly.
"Who asked you to come in?" Biexi squatted down and helped Ji Nanyang up.
“Fuluo brought me here!” Ji Nanyang was not shy.
"Oh? Who are you?" Bibie was a little curious.
"I am her aunt." Fuluo originally only wanted to come out to find Ji Nanyang, but unexpectedly she ran into Bibi.
"Long time no see!" Farewell stood up.
"Yes." Fuluo took Ji Nanyang's little hand.
AD 213.
"Fuluo. I'm leaving tomorrow..." Outside the door, Farewell looked at Fuluo's shadow in the house.
The silence in the house was terrifying.
Farewell and lowered his eyes, he stopped talking. But then he left.
Inside the house. Fuluo looked at the figure leaving the door.
It has been two years since I came to Chang'an. She saw the decisive side of Bi Qi's killing. Maybe he is no longer the boy he remembers.
She decided to stay in Yao Ji Palace for a long time and not leave. Fortunately, he didn't send Ji Nanyang away that year, otherwise he might have died of boredom.
"Fu Luo. I'm leaving now! Are you really not going to see him off? The sword has no eyes on the battlefield, and he went into battle himself. Are you willing to do so?" Ji Nanyang held Fu Luo's hand.
"Go to sleep!" Fuluo urged.
AD 215.
The city of Chang'an was abuzz. Their king, for unknown reasons, has been rumored to be on the farewell night of the Fourth Prince.
Everyone in the streets was discussing this surprising news.
During the period when Biebi ascended the throne, the people lived a prosperous life and lived and worked in peace and contentment. Loulan Kingdom invades the border. Wang personally went into battle and defeated Loulan. Give the people a prosperous and peaceful world.
AD 218
Bodhi Mountain.
"Farewell... You said you would take me to see all the prosperity of Chang'an..." Fuluo looked at the sky that was already slightly yellowish.
It has been two years since I left.
Shortly after leaving his post, he fell seriously ill.
Died in 217 AD. He was 28 years old.
In 225 AD, Fuluo passed away at the age of 32.
Fuluo has not agreed to say goodbye since the day she entered the palace. She is a concubine who has never married.
On the Bodhi tree.
Gong Jiujiuyi was dressed in green and had her hair tied in a bun. Even though she is eight hundred years old, she still looks like a child.
The boy in white next to him holds a Bodhi fruit in his hand.
“Master, don’t you think Fuluo and Bibie’s life was also very sad!” Gong Jiujiu sat on a branch.
"This is her own choice. You little Bodhi demon, please don't think like her." Bai Yuan rubbed the little demon's head.
"In the last life, Fuluo was a female general and Bibie was the king. She guarded this beautiful country for him, but he believed the slander and issued a secret decree..." Gong Jiujiu was thoughtful.
"This is her own choice. Whether to leave the beautiful crabapple or not, now that she has decided, kneel down until she is about to leave. You and I are just spectators of her reincarnations." Bai Yuan Flick your sleeves.
"In this life, don't kill her whole family. She is too scared to love!" Gong Jiujiu shook his head and looked deeply into the distance.
Gong Jiujiu cannot forget that Fuluo's death was a teardrop hanging by his eyelashes.
When my hair is waist long, my beauty will turn yellow with age.
The autumn wind is bleak as the geese go south, and the half-broken chrysanthemums line the streets.
When my hair is as long as my waist, the road ahead is dim and boundless.
The flowers, the moon and the blue clouds are gone with the wind, leaving you with a broken heart for the rest of your life.
When my hair reaches waist length, the silver man and the man look at each other far away.
Farewell to the rivers and lakes, the road is indistinct. Looking back, I feel sad about the next life.
——Excerpted from "Ten Miles of Red Makeup"
(End of this chapter)