"It turned out to be a concubine. Feng Chengxiang muttered to himself repeatedly, he just wanted to find out some news casually, but he didn't expect to find out such a big thing, thinking about it, and fell into a state of stalemate for a while.

"Don't tell anyone about it. He was a little helpless, this earth-shattering news instantly became a hot potato, he didn't dare to throw it, he didn't dare to keep it.

Feng Muxun trotted all the way back to her room, wrote a letter in ecstasy, and then hid the letter in a brocade box on a high place, she had never been so happy as she was now.

In the past, people outside the royal family belonged to her to go in and out of the palace most frequently, and at that time she was the closest person to the prince and princess. Concubine Xian and Prime Minister Feng instilled in her since she was a child, saying that she must become a queen in the future, not just a concubine like her aunt, at that time she was still arrogant and unwilling to marry into the palace. As a result, I fell in love at first sight when I met Yan Xiaolun once, so I began to pave the way for marrying him in the future.

For so many years, she had never seen the princess and princess have that kind of attitude towards anyone, so the sudden appearance of the county lord made her feel a sense of crisis, and she became her imaginary enemy just by taking a look.

Feng Muxun was obsessed with recalling Yan Xiaolun's appearance, and she thought in her heart that if her father didn't tell the emperor about it, then she would tell the emperor herself. She also had to tell Brother Lun in person, let him know that she had lied to him, and that this imposter would never want to turn over.

Chen Qinghuan shivered in the dormitory, an ominous feeling swept through her body, Xiao Mao intimately put on a cloak for her, "It's cold, I'll close the window." ”

Chen Qinghuan nodded, the house was colder than the courtyard with a constant temperature, I heard that the emperor buried some spirit beads in the soil, warm in winter and cool in summer, even the flowers outside were better than her, if she could, she really wanted to dig out the beads and put them in her room.

"Xiao Mao, has the queen mother's letter arrived? "Every year when the New Year is approaching, Sheng An will send her a letter, and seeing that it is about to come to Chinese New Year's Eve, this year's letter has not yet arrived.

"No, I've asked several times, maybe there was a delay on the snow road this year, and I heard that some refugees from the south are rushing to the north, and there are so many people everywhere that the road may be blocked. ”

"How can there be refugees?" Chen Qinghuan's face was wrong, and after a moment, he returned to calmness.

Xiao Mao tilted his head and thought for a while: "I don't know, I heard that it's just a bad harvest, what's wrong, the saint looks like she has something on her mind." ”

Chen Qinghuan's ominous premonition was even stronger, but he shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'll write a letter, and you can help me send it to my mother." ”

Xiao Mao smiled, "Wow, wow, wow." ”

In the middle of the night, snowflakes suddenly fell outside, and Chen Qinghuan leaned on the window and watched the yard slowly cover with a layer of white. The snow fox jumped into the yard excitedly and shuttled, its fur was brighter and whiter than snow, it loved snow days the most, and it must have lived in the snow mountains all year round when it was in Ningxia before it came.

"Xiaomao, do you want to go back? ”

Xiao Mao was stunned, "Did the saint say that she was going back to Ao Zhen?"

Chen Qinghuan wanted to say yes, but he closed his mouth again and spoke for a long time, "Maybe we won't be able to stay here so we go back." ”

Xiao Mao was puzzled and said: "How can the saint say such a thing, the emperor and the princess treat you very well, and the ladies have never set foot in our Luohuaxuan, why can't you stay, is it possible that the saint is homesick?"

Chen Qinghuan stopped looking at the snow and took a sip of hot tea, her beautiful face was reflected in the teacup, and she looked like water, which was not at all like herself, "Yes, I miss home." ”

Xiao Mao added hot water to the teapot, "I will be where the saint is, anyway, I have no relatives and no reason, the only person close to me is the saint, if the saint does not dislike it, I am willing to serve the saint for the rest of my life." ”

Her round face was full of pride, and her hands were not idle at all, she consciously went to add charcoal to the stove, and after making the stove, she took out a few more clothes, and asked Chen Qinghuan which clothes to wear on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Chen Qinghuan pointed to the red one, after all, during the Chinese New Year, it is rare that the palace is lively, so it is better to dress festively.

Xiao Mao carefully put away the clothes and said to herself: "I also think this one is good-looking, the saint should wear more gorgeous clothes." ”

Chen Qing smiled and said nothing, lowered his head and wrote a letter to his family, about some words of Dao Ping'an, and then asked about the current situation of Sheng An and Dao Zongyu.

Halfway through the book, she felt that she was very fake, because she didn't care about the two of them at all, and she hadn't even met Dao Zongyu. In Ruoshui's memory, she is the most unfavored one in the palace, except for Sheng An who is good to her, even the palace people dare to turn a blind eye to her. Crumpled the family letters into a ball and threw them into the stove, Chen Qinghuan planned to take a hot bath and go to bed after taking a hot bath.

The candles in the hall were extinguished one by one, and the red lanterns in the courtyard were dimmed.

As soon as the sky was slightly bright, Xiao Mao had already come to Chen Qinghuan's room with a washbasin, "Holy daughter, please get up immediately, we will go to the Empress Mother's Palace at night to spend Chinese New Year's Eve, let's dress up beautifully." ”

Chen Qinghuan was still asleep in the last second, and she woke up in the next second, silent, "But it's only morning!"

Xiao Mao wrung out the washcloth and replied casually, "Yes." Then he handed over the handkerchief without refusal, "The holy woman will wash her face first." ”

Chen Qinghuan: I hate.

It is a tradition in the palace to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the Fengluan Hall on Chinese New Year's Eve, and all palace maidens and princesses will come, and she is a nominal county lord who was originally not qualified to go, but the empress is kind-hearted, and it is too pitiful to remember that she spends Chinese New Year's Eve alone, so she lets her go every year.

Chen Qinghuan looked in the mirror, Yuanshan eyebrows and eyes were red, Xiao Mao painted her too heavy makeup, and the clothes were worthy, but they didn't fit their identity, "It's too glamorous, draw a new one, paint it like this, the ladies still think I want to rob them of their position." ”

"Bah, Saint Crow's Mouth, you have also grown up, and such a beautiful makeup can match you. retorted, but honestly and obediently picked up a handkerchief to wipe her face and reapply makeup.

wiped off the delicate red eyeshadow, Xiao Mao took a pink base and dotted with light orange, which not only had the cuteness of a girl, but also looked full of vitality, "But the saint, so I don't wear that red dress." ”

Chen Qinghuan looked down, looked in the mirror again, it was a match, "Just change it." ”

After changing clothes, choosing jewelry, headwear, earrings, and hand ornaments can not go wrong, and finally made a morning to toss, after lunch, Chen Qinghuan walked slowly towards Fengluan Palace, she didn't want to take a sedan chair today, and walked for a while as food.

Xiao Mao followed behind Chen Qinghuan, and the snow fox basking in the sun in the yard saw that all the people in Luohuaxuan were gone, and the shaking snow also followed the two.

The warm winter sun was just right, and he was leisurely walking near the Imperial Garden, there was a clang sound in the Imperial Garden, it was the sound of broken tiles, Chen Qinghuan stopped and walked towards the place where the sound sounded.

"Why are you so careless!" scolded an old eunuch at a shrill voice.

The scolded palace maid knelt on the ground with a pale face, and begged for mercy: "I didn't mean it, I was wrong, I was wrong, please be gracious, don't let me go to Mama Wang!"

A pot of broken peony flowers next to her was accidentally knocked down by her just now, the peony flowers are the flowers of the Xian Guifei, with the temperament of the Xian Guifei, this father-in-law had to severely punish this palace maid, Chen Qinghuan probably knew it in her heart, and approached quietly.

The sharp-eyed old eunuch caught a glimpse of someone coming, and immediately saluted, "I've seen Lord Qinghuan." ”

The palace maid was still kowtowing and begging for mercy, and even forgot to salute Chen Qinghuan, and her father-in-law kicked her again, thinking that she was really clumsy and had no eyesight, and the county lord of Qinghuan might be the future princess, and he didn't dare to slack off.

Chen Qinghuan's expression did not move, he took a handful of gold beads from Xiao Mao's hand, put them in the old eunuch's hand lightly, and asked Xiao Mao to give one to each of the palace people standing next to him, and said with a smile: "Please drink tea from my father-in-law, and ask my father-in-law to extinguish the fire." ”

The old eunuch held the gold beads in his hand, nodded his head, and said with a smile on his face: "Xie County Lord's reward, the old slave doesn't dare to be angry, I'm still busy asking the gardener to come over to fill in the flowers, so I won't bother the county lord, and the old slave will retire." "Since the county lord is so generous, he can't refute the county lord's face, and Concubine Xian shouldn't have time to take care of a small pot of flowers.

"You guys, keep up. The old eunuch waved at the people behind him, and the palace people also happily carried the gold beads and thanked them for their retirement.

When people walked away, the palace maid who was crying and red-eyed came back to her senses, looked at Chen Qinghuan in surprise, and then kowtowed to thank her, "Thank you Lord Qinghuan, thank you Lord Qinghuan." ”

Xiao Mao hurriedly helped her up, afraid that if she didn't stop her a little bit, she would break her head.

"Thank you, sister. The little palace maid stood up and staggered a little.

Chen Qinghuan said: "It's okay, be careful next time." After that, he didn't take this matter too seriously, and led Xiao Mao out of the imperial garden. When they left, the snow fox did not follow them, but jumped into the flowers and grass to play.

The little palace maid bowed her body to see Chen Qinghuan leave, and it took her half a day to get up, she used to hear the sisters in the palace say that the master of Qinghuan County was kind and generous, and she really lived up to her reputation when she saw it today.

When Chen Qinghuan went out completely, she stared at the broken flower pot and cleaned up the ground before leaving here.

As soon as the front foot of them left, a sedan chair drove into the imperial garden, the sedan chair stopped, the maid opened the curtain, and it was Feng Muxun who came out of it. Concubine Xian specially asked her to enter the palace for Chinese New Year's Eve today, and the emperor also agreed, so she appeared here at this moment.