On this day, above the Huajing sky, the thick clouds were always changing unpredictably, as if they were driven by the invisible dragon's breath. The sky was filled with dark clouds, and heavy rain poured down, shrouding the entire capital in mist. The long street is lonely and sparsely populated.
On this day, the sky had just broken, the glimmer of morning light shone on the ancient capital, and the mist enveloped the earth like a veil. Outside the Shenwu Gate, rows of carriages were already lined up neatly, and the sound of wheels and horse hooves was particularly clear in the tranquility of the early morning. The show girls were dressed in elegant clothes and wearing exquisite hairpins on their heads. They were sitting upright in the car with a bit of nervousness and expectation on their faces.
On this day, as a long bell rang, the palace door slowly opened, and the thick vermilion door looked particularly solemn in the morning light. The eunuchs held whisks in their hands and lined up on both sides, directing the carriages and horses to enter in an orderly manner. Carriages drove in slowly one after another, and the wheels rolled over the bluestone road, making a low rumble sound.
On this day, she slowly raised her head, and her eyes met the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. The eyebrows are picturesque, the skin is like gelatin, a pair of bright eyes are as clear as autumn water, and there is a touch of indifference on the lips. Her beauty is not as flamboyant as that of ordinary women, but like orchids in an empty valley, elegant and refined, making people forget the vulgarity. Immortal posture and appearance, nothing more than this. The emperor sat on the dragon chair, staring at the beautiful lady with deep eyes and calmly. However, the moment he saw Luo Qi raising his head, he couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart. He nodded slightly, already making up his mind, with a trace of imperceptible appreciation in his eyes. He said slowly: Write down the name for later use. "
Luo Qi opened the curtain and looked back for a deep look. The twilight sky was half filled with darkness as if it were dripping with ink, and half was filled with purple and golden clouds, like a long colorful tapestry. The Forbidden City, with its vast and magnificent palaces shrouded in mist, had an indescribable awe-inspiring aura, which impressed her deeply.
This year, I crossed the old road across Hengfen alone, and my spare beauty reflected the setting sun.
The floating life is like a dream. Things during the Yongzheng period are all old things, and they are dusty and smokey in a blink of an eye.
Luo Qi turned his eyes and saw the magnificent hall of Shoukang Palace, the empty courtyard was lonely, the shadow of the sun was gradually fading towards the evening, and the walls were filled with the setting sun.
It's just a dream, nothing more than that.
Purpose: Criticize feudal decadence, explore power and emotion, and show women's awakening and struggle with destiny
