Xian Yin Palace, Tao Ran Ju.

Since Gong Hui Jin said that her words were too exposed, Yuan Xihe deliberately avoided it. It's just that the habits that have been developed for more than ten years can't be broken overnight.

Quietly practicing the words, Yuan Xihe's mind was traveling far away, and since the trip, there has been no news in the harem. At the moment, the court is quiet, but there is nothing else important.

No one even cared that she was too old, and her place seemed to be forgotten. If it weren't for the fact that she was dressing up and looking at her bun in the mirror every day, Yuan Xihe would almost have thought that that day was just a dream for her, an illusion.

It's just that the dream is so real, she enjoys the support of all the people, and at that moment she finally feels that she is still the proud daughter of the sky.

With a pause in her elbow to carry the pen, Yuan Xihe looked up at the maid in the green dress who was grinding ink for her, and couldn't help asking: "Butterbur, do you say that this princess is too anxious, so that Nie Guifei can see the clue?"

At this time, Yuan Xihe's face was as beautiful as a water hibiscus, her eyes were heavy, and her expression was extremely solemn. and the usual gentle and lovely appearance is like two people.

Grinding the butterbur to try to break the dullness, he joked in a soft voice to comfort her: "Your Majesty must be reluctant to give up the princess, and she is still carefully picking the princess for the princess, and the matter has not been decided for a long time!"

"Pick carefully?" Yuan Xihe chewed these words, and at other moments, if someone made such a joke, she would be very shy, but at this time, she hooked the corners of her lips rather wistfully, and her eyes were a little dazed.

She laughed at herself: "If you really keep it in mind, you will pay attention to it early on, how can it come to an end and you don't know who to choose?"

Seeing that she had a faint look of self-abandonment, Butterbur didn't know how to comfort her to make her feel relieved. Then he said boldly: "Why don't you talk to Jieyu Niangniang?

"Then do you know how long it has been since my father has been to Xianyin Palace?" Yuan Xihe interrupted her with a slight coldness on her face, sneering as if she was self-deprecating.

"You don't know, but I've counted them all. After a pause, she felt that her tone was too stiff, and said patiently, "And the mother concubine is already a light sleeper, and she often can't sleep steadily at night, and telling her these things is just to add to people's troubles." ”

Butterbur looked at her silently, thinking that she had misinterpreted what she meant.

Ben opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly felt full of bitterness. Yuan Xihe's affairs were all her own ideas a long time ago, she was just a servant, and she was afraid that it would be in vain to say more. So the words were choked in his throat for a while.

After a while, Sectional Winter lowered his head and closed his mouth.

I am impetuous, and I can't settle my mind. Yuan Xihe stared at the paper that was glued together with ink, a rare trace of anger appeared on his face, and he picked up a few pieces of paper on the table and threw them towards the door.

The paper ball was thrown out of the door and rolled around the door fence a few times before it stopped.

"It's a pity that such a beautiful word has been ruined!" A clever laugh at the door, a beautiful woman in a young bud-colored dress came in a circle, her face was pointy, her willow waist was slender, and the white roses on her skirt were blooming very brightly, and she bent down to pick them up.

Yuan Xihe sat motionless, his tone was heavy, and he saw that the face of the person who wanted to come was full of displeasure, "An Meiren." His eyes swept over the orange guarding the door without leaving a trace, and the meaning of blame was self-evident.

As if unaware of her unpopularity.

An Qinlan smoothed the crumpled paper for her, put it back in its old position, and pointed the undried ink with her fingertips, her regret overflowing.

didn't glance at the door, she raised her head and defended with a smile: "The princess doesn't blame that girl, it's the concubine who doesn't understand the rules, and she walks in without saying hello." The maid was scolded, looking at her small appearance is really strange and pitiful, and the concubines are distressed when they look at it. ”

"An Meiren misunderstood, this princess is just used to the purity of Xianyin Palace, and she feels headache and discomfort when she makes a mess, and she is just depressed. ”

After washing the sheep hair in his hand in the pen wash, Yuan Xihe slowly got up and was about to walk inside. Obviously, he didn't have the heart to deal with her, or that this person was not worth it in her eyes.

Seeing that people were leaving, An Qinlan didn't stop her, she only smiled coquettishly, and the pear vortex sounded like a silver bell.

Standing in the same place, his eyes are soft, and his waist is more and more thin.

"The concubine knows that the princess is worried, but the princess still has to focus on her daughter's precious body. ”

Listening to the string of tactful tones, Yuan Xihe couldn't help but glance at her. After thinking about it, he finally paused, and his face softened a little, "Anmei people might as well say something about it." ”

There is no shortage of beauties in the harem, but I haven't seen her so chic and fresh for a long time, but compared to Nie Rufan-

Yuan Xihe lowered his eyes, this smile is too heavy, it is really not a daughter raised by a big family. But looking at her face, Yuan Xihe suddenly felt that it was a pity to be buried in vain.

She has always been unable to see An Qinlan's foxy and slippery, especially shameful.

Fortunately, this woman is also interested, but I didn't expect the other party to come to the door today. As the old saying goes, "like gathers like things", maybe she doesn't necessarily have much nobility in her eyes, Yuan Xihe thought quietly.

An Qinlan's beautiful eyes rolled, "What's the matter with the concubine, it's just that she was bored in the Evening Fragrance Pavilion, so she wanted to find someone to talk to." ”

When the words came out, she seemed to feel inappropriate, and took a handkerchief to half-hide her red lips and smiled: "The concubine's mouth is more owable than others, and she should be beaten!

"It's okay," glanced at her lightly, Yuan Xihe turned his head and said softly to Butterbur, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you pour tea for the beauty?"

After getting the echo of butterbur, Yuan Xihe smiled at An Qinlan: "The beauty is fast-talking and straightforward, how can this princess be displeased? Speaking of which, it has been a long time since my father and emperor had such a sign as a beauty." ”

For the praise, An Qinlan became modest, stretched out her hand to flick the fine hair on her sideburns, and said casually unintentionally: "The posture of the concubine Pu Liu, how can she compare to the concubine Niangniang and Jieyu Niangniang? The concubine is fortunate to grow up in Liucheng with the concubine Niangniang, but she is not as good as the concubine Niangniang. ”

Yuan Xihe tasted her words, although he still didn't have any smiles, but he finally spoke a little more kindly: "No wonder An Meiren looks so good! Beauty and rest assured, the concubine is kind-hearted, and for the sake of her fellow villagers, she will not treat the beauty lightly. ”

"How can a concubine be blessed to be in the eyes of the noble concubine? I heard that in the harem, in addition to Princess Shuyi, the most beloved by the mother belongs to Princess Roude. ”

"Love?" Yuan Xihe's words were unclear, like a rhetorical question.

Glancing at the butterbur standing next to him, An Meiren stopped talking and sighed lowly.

Looking at her eyes, Yuan Xihe's eyes were not biased for half a minute, and he smiled lightly: "I heard Sister Shuyi say that Lanxiang Pavilion has newly blended a few new incense, and the taste is extremely good." Butterbur, you can bring a few girls to fetch some for me. ”

Seeing that everyone was retreating, An Mei recalled the past: "Speaking of perfumery, the concubine is an expert. At the beginning, the concubines at home had heard of Niangniang's name, and it was really gorgeous. ”

"The concubine's cousin knows one, that person looks good and has knowledge of everything, but he is very funny, and he always keeps saying that he has been talking to his mother is really a fool!"

After picking up the cup and drinking water to moisten her throat, An Meicai smiled coquettishly, but she didn't continue to speak: "But whatever, I'm afraid it's a poor person with hypothesis, and I'm not afraid of dying with a broken mouth." What evil under heaven does not come out of his mouth?"

"But no? Princess Ben has seen many women who chew their tongues and die in the end, but she doesn't know that men's mouths are so unclean now. ”

Yuan Xihe nodded very submissively, as if he were saying something that was no longer sparse and ordinary.

At this time, she had regained her old posture, smiling softly and gently.