When Fat Orange and Huan Huan exchange souls
On the 23rd day of April in the fourth year of Yongzheng's reign, at three o'clock in the morning, thunder cracked the sky.
In the East Nuan Pavilion of Yangxin Hall, the black dragon-patterned tent was blown by the wind and made a sound. The emperor finished approving the last book and rubbed his brows. Suddenly he saw a blue light flashing on the jade penholder on his desk. It was the Western Regions colored glaze that Nian Gengyao paid tribute last month. It was glowing strangely at the moment. Just as he was about to call Su Peisheng, he suddenly felt the world spinning, a sweet taste rising in his throat, and he fell straight on the imperial desk.
The carved window lattice of Broken Yuxuan was pattering with raindrops. Zhen Huan was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, embroidering a pair of lotus flowers by candlelight. Suddenly, I heard the bamboo shadows swaying outside the window, as if a night bird was frightened. The silver needle in my hand suddenly stung my fingertips. Blood drops dripped on the snow-green satin, turning into a puddle of ink, winding into the shape of a dragon. Her heart was beating fast, and when she raised her eyes, she suddenly saw that her reflection in the bronze mirror gradually blurred, and was replaced by a pale and solemn face - clearly the way the emperor looked at the mirror when he got up in the morning.
"Empress!" Cui Jinxi's voice came from outside. Zhen Huan stood up suddenly, but found that her steps were sloppy. When she raised her hand, she saw a pair of man's hands with clear joints. The reflection in the mirror was clear, and it was clearly the emperor's dragon face, but what came out of his throat was his usual clear voice: "Jin Xi, help me... No, I..." He suddenly paused in the middle of the sentence, and his fingertips tightly grasped the gold thread on the embroidery frame. He felt that the world was spinning, and his soul seemed to be pulled away from life. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a strange palace.
