Chapter 45
The red plum in Murong Wei's hand had a rich fragrance, but it did not dilute the smell of sandalwood in Shoukang Palace. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info seems to be a faint pear sandalwood that lingers in the Shoukang Palace forever, mixed with the medicinal fragrance of the years, like the sky that envelops the entire Shoukang Palace.
Clear pear sandalwood is different from commonly used sandalwood. Mama Bai was worried about the body of the emperor's grandmother, and thought that the traditional sandalwood smell was heavy, so she made this light fragrance that calms the mind and invigorates the qi, mixed with the smell of pear.
It's just that it burns over time, and the faint aroma also accumulates heavily, and the excessive stagnation and heaviness make it impossible to breathe normally.
The palace people opened the curtains, and the fragrance that seemed to be there was even more dense, and Ning was a little bored in his stagnation, just like an old imperial grandmother, which made Murong Wei feel very uncomfortable.
Hongdou knew that Murong Wei was unwell, so he motioned to the little palace maid to throw a few pieces of freshly peeled orange peel into the burning stove and add a few pine branches to make the air a little more refreshing and sweet.
Qiao Huanxia got up late today and was having dinner, and Mama Bai took matters into her own hands and handed her a meal.
Everyone asked for peace one after another, and Xu Zhaoyi asked for water to clean her hands and took the ivory chopsticks from Mama Bai's hands.
Mama Bai was a little relieved, and thanked Xu Zhaoyi first, but said to Queen Chu: "Xu Zhaoyi has a heart, come over every three or five times, although the Queen Mother loves to be quiet, she is still happy to see Zhaoyi Niangniang." ”
Xu Zhaoyi answered shyly and replied very satisfactorily: "Isn't Mama guarding the queen's mother's old background of revealing the concubines? The concubines have served the queen mother's life in the past, which is the capital of the concubines." ”
At that time, Xu and Meng were both palace maids who served the Queen Mother closely, Xu Zhaoyi was mostly responsible for daily life, Meng Zhaoyi was in charge of clothes and jewelry, Xu Zhaoyi's words were true.
Queen Chu had long been a white grandmother and half an elder, and when she saw her being responsible, she only smiled with apricot eyes, and she didn't distinguish between them.
These days, the harem is very busy, and Mama Bai doesn't think she is too little, but faintly accuses the harem of being restless and tossing too much. I don't know if this is what she meant, or if it is a paraphrase of the words of the queen mother when she is awake.
Murong Wei took a few steps closer and looked at the elderly imperial grandmother.
The old man is in good spirits today, and he dresses dignified and graceful for the right day.
The silver hair is like snow, and the tattoos are not messy. Stone blue roller wipe forehead to protect the temples, inlaid with an emerald jasper bead in the center, autumn fragrant green background embroidered gold auspicious pattern trimmed brown flower satin curtain, red gold sprinkled satin turmeric bottom horse face skirt, with a very appropriate match.
The imperial grandmother had a breakfast in front of her, but she was interested in Ah Xuan, who was sitting on the Luohan bed. It's natural to do it, even if you don't recognize it thoroughly, you are still kind to your juniors.
Ah Xuan just asked for peace, the child's voice was clear, and the world was clean, which amused the emperor's grandmother and provoked Murong Wei's love.
Seeing that the imperial grandmother had been looking at her, Ah Xuan slid down from the Luohan bed again, opened the purse, picked out a mint candy and put it in the palm of the imperial grandmother: "Imperial grandmother, you have a good meal, eat this to clear your throat after eating." ”
The Imperial Grandmother smiled and nodded, carefully put the mints aside, and caressed his back lovingly.
"Ah Xuan is so good", Murong Wei bent down, touched the top of Ah Xuan's head affectionately, and sent him back to Luohan's bedside, and carried him back to the bed with her own hands.
The red plum in her hand had already been handed to Mama Bai, asking her to order someone to insert the bottle, Murong Wei smiled and stood in front of the imperial grandmother, the green skirt was on the bronze carpet with ten thousand words on the head, Qiao Huanxia smiled brightly: "I came early today, and I changed into green clothes, which looks good."
Murong Wei smiled sideways, naughty with a little coquettishness, but her heart was as astringent as a green plum.
I am grateful to God for giving her the opportunity to renew her filial piety, and the day of the family's reunion is so good.
After cleaning her hands, Murong Wei stood on the other side of the imperial grandmother, following Xu Zhaoyi's example and waiting for her to eat.
"Ah Wei wore green clothes to win your liking and get your old man's reward", Queen Chu stood behind her mother, smiling softly and amused.
Everyone in the hall sincerely hopes that the Queen Mother will be well, just like an old man in the family, it is a treasure, which is their blessing.
"Awei, it turns out that it's not Yaoguang." Qiao Huanxia looked at the mother and daughter with similar faces, and then looked at Murong Hui who was smiling on the side, and was confused again: "Ah Wei or Yaoguang?
"Imperial grandmother, the child is Ah Wei", Murong Wei corrected with rare patience, and carefully sent the shredded chicken porridge to Qiao Huanxia's mouth one by one.
After being reborn, she came twice, and the imperial grandmother called her to be Ah Wei for a while, and changed to Yaoguang for a while.
I didn't receive news from Xia Yuzhi, and I don't know if Luo Nayan has passed the old lady's level.
It is Luo Nayan who is still shallow at this time, and he can't heal the imperial grandmother, the most unfortunate, and she wants the old man to live well, she doesn't believe it, such a good imperial grandmother can't keep the day when the moon is bright.
Empress Chu felt a little stuffy, and ordered someone to open a gap in the window sash a little far away from the queen mother, and the crisp wind brought a burst of refreshment, which washed away the fragrance a little, but it was smoother than just now.
Ah Xuan on the Luohan bed also seemed to feel breathable, he giggled, and held the sugar in his purse to Qiao Huanxia like a treasure again, and Murong Hui's silver bell-like smile was intertwined with Ah Xuan's smile and the imperial grandmother's smile.
The laughter of the children's voice diluted some of the dull mood in the hall, and Qiao Huanxia sat quietly, with a smile on her lips all the time.
I had never done anything like this in my previous life, and I learned it very carefully in this life. Murong Wei took a handkerchief and gently wiped away a bit of residue from the corner of her grandmother's mouth, careful and considerate.
Xu Zhaoyi picked up a small soup dumpling with tofu skin and put it in front of Qiao Huanxia with a silver chopstick, and patiently persuaded: "The Queen Mother will eat another bun, the taste of the imperial dining room is good today, and Ah Xuan also ate two." ”
Qiao Huanxia pushed the plate and looked at Murong Wei a few more times: "Coax me again, it's obviously Ah Wei, why did you become Ah Xuan again." ”
Seeing Murong Hui holding Ah Xuan's hand below, Qiao Huanxia's cloudy gaze gradually became more gloomy: "The mourning family is really old, and I can't remember when there were more children in this palace." is clearly the grandson of the mourning family, but he can't remember his name. ”
The imperial grandmother's thinking would often stay at the time of the death of the emperor's grandfather in the first year of Chongming, and often jump to a certain time period that was particularly important to her.
Murong Wei and Xu Zhaoyi glanced at each other, shook their heads without a trace, and suppressed the gloom in their hearts.
Murong Wei squatted down, put her head on her grandmother's lap, and her voice was full of pity: "Grandmother, Ah Wei told you, we are all the descendants of the imperial grandmother." ”
She pointed to Murong Hui in pink clothes: "This is Ah Hui, her name is still taken by you." ”
Murong Hui stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the imperial grandmother and shook it gently, her eyes were full of admiration: "Imperial grandmother, you once said to Ah Hui that your granddaughter's birthday was on the seventh day of July, and you took the word 'golden sound and jade rhyme, Huixin orchid' in Mr. Zi'an's "Qixi Fu". ”