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This year, because of that thoughtful five-color note, people have a little more expectations.

It was still earlier than in previous years, but the nobles had already entered the palace one after another. On the dusty blue brick road, there are palace people leading a few daughters who came to participate in the poetry meeting, and walk through the corridor to the four seasons in the imperial garden.

The spring is cold, but most people have taken off their bloated winter clothes, changed into thin and brightly colored spring shirts, walked in the Zhulan Water Pavilion, and blended with the scenery, more and more lined with the graceful posture and delicate beauty.

Qian Mei, the daughter of Qian Weizhen, the head of the household department, is also among the nobles who entered the palace. She has a good demeanor, elegant and noble dress, and when she walks, she can vaguely hear the soothing jingle of the ring.

She was being led by the palace people to bypass the rockery and go to the imperial garden, when she saw a pair of beautiful people standing at each other not far away, and couldn't help but slow down.

The green and bright figure was like a line, pulling her eyes, Qian Mei looked at the domineering apricot yellow clothes on the side, and a strong unwillingness suddenly rose in her heart.

Qian Gui pretended to arrange the bead rings on her ears and stood by the pink wall on the side of the verandah, asking the aunt who led the way to wait for a while. When the palace people around her left for a while, she sniffed Mei Rui's fragrance again, turned her eyes to the side in a daze, and looked greedily at the departing Su Duhan.

Somehow, the spring breeze together, stroked Su Duhan's pale green cloak, looking at the figure of the young man in the green shirt leaving alone, Qian Gui felt that the wind was bleak and clear, with the sadness of his sweetheart leaving the green shirt, he didn't know how much melancholy he had.

Qian Guiduo wanted to call him and told him clearly that he had nothing else to ask for in this life, he just wanted to be by his side and add fragrance to his red sleeves.

Qian Gui's heart, her father has always known, and he always wants her to be restless. My father once said that the pearl of the Qian Mansion must not be a concubine with others, and even the side concubines of King An's Mansion are not worthy of her identity.

Her father asked her to wait, and she was always so tepid in no hurry. Qian Gui couldn't be as calm as her father, every time she saw Murong Wei, thinking about the person between her and Su Duhan, she felt that there was a fire burning in her heart.

However, when he learned that the general had died a few years ago, his father changed his tone and mentioned his family affairs again, and his father was no longer waiting, but silent.

Qian Gui understood that without the general, King An's Mansion would have a broken arm. 's father is scheming, and the position of the dignified household secretary can't stop him. If he couldn't see Su Duhan's actions, he would not want to bet on King An's mansion again.

Qian Gui sighed softly in his heart, and he wanted to follow the footsteps of the palace people, so he heard someone behind him whisper: "It's Miss Qian in front?" ”

When I looked back, I came to wear a jade-colored palace satin jacket with a large inlay, a skirt embroidered with butterfly love flowers on a red background at sunset, and a golden peony flower hanging bead double-strand hairpin. A young woman dressed exquisitely, with gorgeous eyebrows and a smile on her face, walked towards her, it was the fourth lady Wen of Xiangyuan Bofu.

The two of them weren't really familiar, but they occasionally met at a banquet to say hello. Qian Gui followed her father, she was sleek, and she easily refused to open her mouth to offend people, that is, Wen Wu and the Xiangyuan Bofu behind her were far inferior to herself, and she was still happy to smile at Wen Wu.

Wen Wu was different, seeing that the young lady of the dignified Shangshu Mansion was so kind to her, she thought that Qian Zhuo had a deep relationship with her, so she greeted her from a distance today.

Qian Gui only secretly despised in her heart, but she still showed a kind smile on her face, and she called: "It turned out to be Miss Wen Si, fortunately." ”

With the addition of a flat wife to Uncle Xiangyuan's mansion, Mrs. Bo's power has fallen, and her gentle identity has skyrocketed, and she has long been on an equal footing with these young ladies in the past, and her identity is even higher than them.

Now that she is favored by Queen Chu, and she is next to the big tree of King An's Mansion, everyone knows that Wen Wanfeng is just around the corner, and she is unwilling to mix the troubled waters of Xiangyuan Bofu.

Wen Wu greeted herself so openly, Qian Gui was extremely disgusted, for fear of being drawn into the unpopular pool of Xiangyuan Bofu, but she didn't dare to openly give Wen Wu no face in front of people, adding a name for herself that tends to be inflammatory.

If you can't afford to provoke it, you can still hide, Qian Gui made up her mind, and walked forward after saying hello, not forgetting to show the girl behind her with a look.

Knowing that this year's poems will be written by her sister, the fourth lady of Bofu, Wen Wu, still wants to be swaggering, and she dresses up with her heart today, wanting to take the opportunity to lose her gentle face in front of people, and vent her evil anger for her depressed mother in the house.

Seeing that Qian Gui was in a hurry, she trotted a few steps, smiled to hold Qian Gui's hand, and deliberately shed a string of silver bell-like smiles, so that the berevelant and the lady knew that she had a good relationship with Qian Gui: "How many times have I talked to my sister, just call me Wen Wen." ”

Qian Gui slandered in his heart, I haven't seen you a few times, so what is it like to get it. With a smile on his face, he avoided Wen Wu's outstretched hand by arranging his skirt shirt, and walked with her one after the other, following the palace people, and walking towards the four seasons.

Wen Yu also wanted to go parallel with Qian Gui, but the two girls brought by Qian Gui had eyes, and followed Qian Gui side by side, walking in the same way as the master, just blocking Wen Gui's path.

The corridor was narrow, only two people in parallel, Wen Wu couldn't cross it, and it was not good to let the two girls walk in front of her, so she had to slow down slightly.

When he entered the Xizhao Building, Qian Gui had already seen the daughter of Lord Shen of Dali Temple, the two young ladies in the mansion of Lord Wei of the Criminal Department, and other familiar sisters, leaving aside Wen Wu and greeting everyone with a smile, so they were placed by the palace people and sat in one place.

Wen Wu's identity was not enough, and she didn't dare to make up in front of these real daughters, so she had to be led by the palace people, and went to sit on the outer seat, facing a few boring faces, she was really unwilling in her heart, looking around and wanting to go forward.

On the second floor of the Xizhao Building, Wen Wan has already been properly arranged, on a rosewood low couch in the middle, there is a neat brocade cushion mattress, and there are four bright yellow entwined branches Ruyi pattern big pillows, making up the pattern of the year's scene, which is in line with the name of the garden of today's four seasons, and is the seat of the Queen of Chu.

In front of the couch, there are also two high tables with folded branches and begonia patterns, which are placed with stove bottles, boxes, tea and other things, and Banxia holds a towel and stands behind.

Below is a side by side rose chairs, covered with big red flower cushions, with begonia flowers in the middle of the lacquered high table, placing fruit plates and boxes, which are the seats of the ladies.

Empress Chu and several ladies were already sitting on the second floor of the Xizhao Building. Looking at the girls who were outside with idle flowers and water, and weak willows caressing the wind, everyone couldn't help but lament that they were getting old, and watching the younger generation of children grow up, but their hearts were very happy.

Gossiping with a few ladies, Queen Chu was not worried about her daughter, so she beckoned Aunt Qin to come over, and whispered: "Go down and see, if Ah Wei is busy, you will take care of her." ”

Aunt Qin responded, and when she came down to look, Murong Wei was standing next to a pot of roses made of pink and purple silk, and commanded the palace people in an orderly manner.

The bright face reflects the roses on the side, and the expression is very moving. (To be continued.) )