Liu Zhixun, the regent, has overwhelming power and kills people without blinking an eye. But I am afraid of the dark, so I burn a lamp every night.
When the news came to the Golden Palace, Xin Ke Tan Hua Chi Yi said in front of the civil and military officials of the court: "If all the palaces and palaces are turned into dirt, what is the use of wearing this official hat?"
He parted the bead curtain and glanced at her. Light green eyes, like a lake in winter.
Later, he transferred her to the Planning Department to check old water transportation accounts.
In the Wuqi Pavilion, he was barefoot and leaning against the window lattice, and said to her: "How can you know how beautiful the flowers and scenery are until you are in the pavilion, Mr. Chi?"
When she returned to the club, there was a ginkgo leaf in her sleeve, like a wordless letter. Chi Yi wanted to throw it away, stretched out his hand, and then took it back.
"It's just a leaf."
Liu Zhixun knew he was sick. He always wanted to see someone, a man. Watch that person play chess, watch that person check accounts, watch that person laugh.
Seeing her getting closer to her colleagues, he returned home and threw a tea cup. Not sure. My hand slipped.
He had never had a hand slip in his life.
Finally one day, he asked his friend Ji Linyun:
"What's wrong with a man who always wants to look at another man?"
Ji Linyun's loquat fell to the ground, rolled half a circle, and was covered with dust.
"Liu Zhixun, is it Chi Yi that you like? That's a man, that's an official man."
Liu Zhixun didn't nod or shake his head.
He stood in the darkest corner and suddenly felt that it was not so cold in the dark.
But Chi Yi didn't know anything.
All she knew was that the water in Langdu was deeper than imagined.
Someone was playing chess behind the curtain, and the account books were torn apart. In the alley late at night, a young man in plain clothes stopped her: "I am in the palace, and all I hear is good news. The palace walls are too high."
She clutched her official hairpin tightly.
He thought he had a broken sleeve. She thought he only saw her as a knife.
But the darkest place in Langdu was ignited by a ginkgo leaf.
A woman disguises herself as a man and criticizes the regent.
Intention: To be born toward the sky