Gong Shuying has always been a very petty person. He has always been resentful of the despicable villain who pretended to be a ghost and tricked him into kneeling down and kowtowed to him.
When he sent his men to find out that the despicable villain was actually the second prince of the current dynasty, the hatred in his heart deepened.
But until now, he racked his brains but still couldn't figure out why the second prince knew his identity?
He went to great lengths to hide his identity for many years. How could a mere prince who grew up in the imperial city know his identity?
Could it be... that there is someone else helping him behind the scenes?
When he thought of this, Gong Shuying couldn't help but think of that cold face, and felt vaguely uneasy. The heart that was pierced by a sword many years ago seemed to still be painful.
No, it definitely couldn't be that guy Gong Shuquan!
That guy hated him to the core. If he knew he was still alive, he would have come and killed him long ago. He would never have hidden behind someone like a despicable rat.
The noise from the street outside the window came, and Gong Shuying, who was sitting by the window, raised his hand and pushed open the window.
Night falls, but the streets are still bustling with people and traffic. From afar, the bright street lights and the stars in the sky complement each other. Under the charming moonlight, the whole street is ablaze with lights, like a starry city in heaven.
Gong Shuying looked at the noise outside with an indifferent expression. There was no light on in the house, and it was dark. The bright street lights outside cast some light in.
The hustle and bustle outside the window and the cold and lonely atmosphere inside the house formed a sharp contrast.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, right?" Gong Shuying asked.
Han Ren, who was standing beside him and hidden in the darkness, nodded slightly, "Yes, my lord."
"New Year's Eve." The window that let in only light was closed by a gust of cold wind, and the whole room was plunged into darkness. Gong Shuying raised the corner of his mouth and sneered:
"New Year's Eve is such a festive day. If the emperor were stabbed to death by his beloved concubine on New Year's Eve, it would definitely be very interesting!"
Not only is it interesting, but once Jiang Yi kills someone and her hands are stained with blood, then Lu will completely take over her body.
When Lu returns to the human world, who will he be most grateful to?
Isn’t it his uncle Gong Shuying?
It should be grateful and serve him as its master!
At that time, the emperor's divine power and the blood that everyone in the world is vying for will all be within his grasp.
*
On New Year's Eve, the palace was bustling with activity. People in each palace began to paste door gods and light palace lanterns early in the morning.
The Shangyi Pavilion delivered new clothes to each palace early in the morning.
After Wanwan woke up, she had not even stayed in bed for long when she was picked up from the bed by the palace maid.
Wanwan sat on a small soft stool with sleepy eyes, allowing several palace maids to wash and dress her. It was unknown how long they had been doing it before they finally stopped.
Then, the palace maids exclaimed, "The little princess is so cute~"
After hearing this, Wanwan finally opened her sleepy eyelids and looked at the bronze mirror in front of her.
I saw the little girl in the mirror with red lips and white teeth, two small buns on her head, and a bright red jacket and skirt on her body, which set off her snow-white skin and made her look very cute.
"Wow~"
Looking at the cute little baby in the bronze mirror in front of her, who was as delicate as a doll, Wanwan narcissistically stretched out her little hand and touched her own face.
Who is this adorable little beauty in the mirror? Oh, it's me! I'm so cute, right?
Wanwan narcissistically looked at her own face in the mirror and admired it more and more.
After staring at the mirror for a long time, she finally got up and went to find her mother.
"Mother~" In Concubine Yi's bedroom on the other side, Concubine Yi was sitting on a chair looking at a line of words on the note in her hand. She heard the voice of the little kid coming from outside the door. She suddenly clenched the note in her hand, shook it into pieces, and threw it into the burning stove.
The moment the little kid came in, the paper scraps instantly turned into ashes.
"Mother~"
Concubine Yi looked up at the little girl at the door, who was dressed in festive clothes. Her eyes became softer. She looked at the cute little girl, who was dressed like a doll in a New Year painting, and praised her, "My dear, you are so cute."
"It's new clothes~" Wanwan jumped and turned around in front of her mother.
"Is this mother's new dress?"
Concubine Yi followed the little girl's gaze and looked at the clothes the palace maid placed on the table.
It was just delivered by the Shangyi Pavilion, and she hasn't opened it yet.
Wanwan stretched out her little hand and, with some curiosity, lifted the veil covering her mother's head. Under the veil was a light blue embroidered robe.
Wanwan looked at the beautiful clothes and couldn't help but cry out:
"Wow, Mommy's clothes are so pretty. Mommy will look great in them. Mommy, go try them on."
Concubine Yi looked at the exquisite embroidered clothes in front of her, stroked the fabric with her fingertips, and her eyes darkened.
This dress is indeed very beautiful, but after tonight, I am afraid that this exquisite and beautiful dress will be stained with blood.
Concubine Yi lowered her eyes to look at the little baby in front of her and called out softly, "My dear."
Wanwan was touching the pearls on her clothes when she heard her mother suddenly call her. She raised her head and saw her mother reaching out to touch her little head and said, "Wanwan, do you want to go out of the palace to play?"
Wanwan blinked and asked, "Of course I do. Mom, are we going out now?"
"Of course not now, my dear." Concubine Yi smiled and held the little baby in her arms.
Wanwan sat on her mother's lap, and suddenly thought of something. She leaned over and whispered in her mother's ear:
"Then mother, we can go outside the palace in a few days. There must be a lot of delicious food on the streets during the New Year. Daddy gave me a token to leave the palace some time ago. It allows me to enter and leave the palace without any obstacles."
Concubine Yi looked at the soft little baby in her arms, her eyes softened a lot, and she said softly, "Okay."
*
According to Dongming tradition, on the afternoon of New Year's Eve, all the royal ministers in the court need to enter the palace to accompany the emperor to "stay up late" and have the New Year's Eve dinner together.
Because it was a meeting with court officials, it was inconvenient for the women in the harem to go, but Wanwan was different. She was not a woman, she was a child.
You can eat and drink at the banquet, and as a foodie, she will definitely go.
But the most important point is that she felt vaguely uneasy in her heart. She didn't know why, but her right eyelid kept twitching when she woke up this morning.
As the old saying goes, if your left eye twitches, it means good fortune, but if your right eye twitches, it means disaster. Could it be that something bad is really going to happen today?
At present, it seems that the only thing that has not been dealt with is the puppeteer. Could it be related to the puppeteer?
No way!
Their family can't be that unlucky.
The third prince went to Tianxuan Pavilion and hasn't returned yet. Could it be that the puppeteer is really bold enough to enter the palace?
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