The wind and snow are all over the sky, and it is all touching because of these warm words. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Zhaohui Suo Xing opened his words, so that Murong Wei could rest assured: "You think about it thoroughly, it's good for this girl to stay." I have gentleness here as a companion, but I don't feel at ease with the cold. I have to worry about tassels and take care of the cold life for a few days. ”

As if the warm wind was blowing, blowing a pool of spring water, the tassel was gently stirred by a penny, and the slightest ripple was swayed.

The tassel was dressed in a well-tailored blue dark pattern feather satin palace skirt, with black wind hair on the neckline and cuffs, and a black ribbon around the waist, thin as silk, pinching out the slender waist and holding it.

She bowed her head slightly and bowed her knees, and the double-ringed jade pendant hanging on her skirt between advance and retreat did not move at all. is straightforward, quiet and introverted, and has the style of a young lady.

is so supple and calm, with dignified manners, good rules, and where is the mouth of the person who follows him.

Thinking about it carefully, the liveliness and casualness of the tassel are aimed at themselves, and the thoughtfulness and carefulness are directed towards others.

There are many dramas around, there is a Su Duhan, and now there is a tassel, in fact, even he is himself, and he can appear without powder. Murong Weiwan smiled, lifted her skirt lightly and followed in the footsteps of the queen mother.

This night, the winter night is long, and few people in the palace and outside the palace sleep peacefully.

Murong Qing and Empress Chu spent a sleepless night discussing the government. Su Duhan's eagerness today made the husband and wife feel uncomfortable.

The harem is already loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and the layers of nets should be slowly tightened. Empress Chu thought of Xia Yuzhi, who was already serving in Jin Wuwei, and approached Murong Qing and whispered in a low voice.

In the Canwei Palace, Murong Wei was awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night, and the sky-high firelight, the grief and anger before death, still felt the same way.

I can't hear it really through the raging sea of fire, as if someone is desperately calling his name. She tried to respond, but was thrown to the ground by the flames.

When I touched my body, my clothes were soaked.

Hongdou was on duty at night, and when he heard her movements, he hurriedly picked up the lamp and watched.

Seeing that Murong Wei's long hair was wet with sweat, sticking to her shoulders scatteredly, her body was rippling with sweat, and even her clothes were soaked, so she was busy scrubbing her and changing into a clean middle coat.

Murong Wei took the red bean's hand and drank two cups of warm Pu'er in a row before slowly calming down.

The night was long, and I couldn't sleep for a while. When I looked out, the snow had stopped.

On the night of the fourteenth, a full moon hung in the sky, reflecting the light of melting snow, and the clear light flowed like mercury.

Murong Wei took out the Baihao incense hidden in the kang table, sniffed it and put it back in its place. She silently recited the teachings of the former mother-in-law and gentleness over and over again, and then compared with Mama Bai's recipe, the odds of winning suddenly increased.

And at this time, the gentleness who stayed in the Anguo Mansion was not steady.

She still had dreams that had haunted her for as long as she could remember, and she woke up from them. Turned over and sat up, no longer sleepy.

Today, Wen Wan is grateful to Empress Chu for leaving her behind and giving her the opportunity to get close to Mrs. Anguo.

When the lamp was in charge, Wen Wan personally cooked a few light side dishes. Amber peach kernels, snow moon peach blossoms, sweet and sour cucumbers, Longjing bamboo sun, plus a pot of slightly sweet five-son porridge, simmered with Chuanbei and Sydney, is the most nourishing yin and moisturizing lungs.

Wen Wan ordered the rice to be placed in the second room, so she personally served Chu Zhaohui to clean her hands and prepare the rice for her.

Chu Zhaohui often enters the palace, and Wen Wan has been paying attention to her for many years, and knows her preferences well. These dishes are aimed at her appetite, and Wen Wan has learned them many times in private, and the color and flavor are complete.

He had no appetite, and Chu Zhaohui was also moved by his gentle craftsmanship, so he used half a bowl of soft and glutinous five-son porridge for sweet and sour appetizing side dishes.

Afraid that Chu Zhaohui would accumulate food, Wen Wan helped her walk along the hand-copying verandah twice before sending her back to the room.

Seeing that Chu Zhaohui was still attached, Wen Wan sat still and didn't leave, only gossiping with her.

Chu Zhaohui was obviously very tired, but it was difficult to sleep. instructed the girl to serve Wen Wan a fruit plate, and she leaned on the couch to talk to Wen Wan.

Seeing that there was Indian green from the Western Regions in the fruit plate, Wen Wan cleaned her hands, peeled and cored the apples and sliced them into thin slices, put them in a crystal dish, dipped them in fine sugar, and then handed them to Chu Zhaohui with a silver stick: "Madame, taste it, can you still close it?" ”

Chu Zhaohui likes sweetness, and he especially loves Indian green in apples, and he remembers it clearly.

Small and delicious, as thin as cicada wings, and stained with sugar, Chu Zhaohui didn't want to eat it, but he was also tempted by apples, so he ate two slices in a row, secretly praising the gentleness and thoughtfulness.

Wen Wan also used two slices, then pushed the fruit plate away, sat on the pedal, and rubbed Chu Zhaohui's waist and legs while talking.

Chu Zhaohui didn't care, patted her arm and asked her to sit on the couch: "Wen Shangyi is also tired for a day, so leave these things to the little girl to do." ”

Smiled gently and softly, his hands did not stop for a moment, and he spoke slowly and softly: "The slave maid has studied medicine, and it is better than those girls." Madame please call the slave maid to be gentle, the slave maid has always wanted to serve in front of the lady for a few days, today thanks to the queen mother, where will I feel tired. ”

Chu Zhaohui knew where Wen Wan's gratitude came from, so he accepted it calmly, and asked her softly: "You kid knows how to repay your kindness, and you are so caring, I like it in my heart." I haven't seen you for many days, but how is your mother's health in winter? ”

"Thank you, Madame, my mother is fine. The slave and the mother and daughter can have today, all of which are the great grace of the lady that day. Speaking of emotion, Wen Wan's eyes suddenly reddened, for fear of attracting Chu Zhaohui's tears, she tilted her head slightly and showed a grateful smile.

The relationship between the two dates back to ten years ago, and Wen Wan was still suffering in Xiangyuanbo's mansion.

The snow drifted in the wax moon, adding joy, and Xiangyuan Bofu discussed to hold a flower viewing party to improve the façade. invited a few noble ladies, and described the eldest princess Chu Zhaohui, who was not in contact with noble ladies.

Knowing that the eldest princess Chu Zhaohui loves flowers, the old lady came to the princess's mansion to invite her.

Mrs. Uncle said sincerely, saying that she would not dare to surprise her in the past, but she got two pots of green peonies with big bowls in winter, which is really rare, so she was specially invited to taste.

Xiangyuan Bofu has made some small contributions from the dragon that day, and has a hereditary title of three generations. Now it has declined, but the old lady is a momentary figure with the queen mother, and she can't wait to socialize in front of others.

Chu Zhaohui didn't want to wipe her face, so he took the post to deal with the matter.

When I went to the meeting on time that day, I really saw the two pots of peonies placed in the flower hall of Bofu.

The peony flower plant is thick and full of branches and leaves. In the big winter, the flowers bloom like a full moon, and there is no trace of variegation in the thick blue, and it is rare to see it in the winter, and it is rare to see it during the flowering period, Chu Zhaohui already likes flowers, and the more he looks at it, the more he loves it.

Bofu had the idea of sending flowers to her, and seeing that she liked it, she was very good at doing things, so she gave a pot to the queen mother.

The queen mother loves Bi, and it is such a peony with such a national color and fragrance, Chu Zhaohui knew that the queen mother liked it, so he also accepted it.