Concubine Xin vaguely agreed a few words, but in the end she felt uncomfortable, so she resigned to Meng Zhaoyi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Meng Zhaoyi took her hand and told her: "The two sisters don't have to think too much, don't take care of your life, if you are free, you will often enter the palace to gossip." ”

The sisterhood of the old days was deep, and most of them were annihilated in the past seven or eight years, and it is difficult to resist the fact that today's status and situation are too much worse. Concubine Xin's heart was sour, but she still thanked Meng Zhaoyi for her kindness with a dignified smile, and then left the palace.

The settlement in her heart has not yet melted, and when she caught up with Mrs. Anguo's room above, Murong Wei's eyes were too cold, and she was hit again. Concubine Xin was listless, so she could only go to Concubine Du to talk.

The small courtyard where Concubine Du lives is called Zhilan Courtyard, which is a side courtyard with two entrances and three rooms, and a small garden at the back. At this moment, the side concubine Du Ruo was lingering in her back garden, and she was concentrating on sweeping the falling flowers.

Unconsciously, the spring is getting stronger, the early blooming spring flowering period has ended, and the golden cancan is spread all over the ground, such as gorgeous silk. Concubine Du didn't want the maid to sweep, she took a clean broom by herself, and picked up the flowers little by little, and did not do those funeral flowers that hurt the spring and autumn, and piled them up under the branches to make flower fertilizer.

Straightened up and turned around, but saw Concubine Xin standing under a begonia tree, with a reluctant smile in her eyes, looking at herself lightly, as if she wanted to say something.

Concubine Du threw the broom in her hand to the maid on the side, instructed to fetch water and clean her hands, and while picking out a uniform rose dew and wiping it on the back of her hand, she invited Concubine Xin into the room.

Entering the inner room, Concubine Xin's smiling face could no longer hold it after a long time, it was like a green plum soaked in wine, sour and astringent, and her eyes were red when she spoke.

and our sisters are all people for a while, serving by the side of the Queen Mother, it was already rare for Xu Zhaoyi to be pregnant at first, who would have thought that Meng Zhaoyi would be pregnant again. I should have been happy for the two of them, but my heart was uncomfortable. ”

Knowing that Concubine Xin entered the palace to visit Meng Zhaoyi today, she must have some sighs when she came back, and Concubine Du was not unusual. It's no wonder that she felt something, the sisters of the moment, but the two of them received the grace of God.

Concubine Xin is really uncomfortable, feeling nostalgic for her life experience, thinking that others have a lifelong support, but she is like a wandering flower, flowing water is helpless, and I don't know who I can rely on in the future.

Looking at the tea brewed in Concubine Du's house, it was just some mid-to-high cake tea, Concubine Xin could only sigh heavily, but she couldn't speak.

Concubine Du also sighed with her, and fiercely grabbed the thick gold thread on her sachet, and her hand hurt, but she didn't seem to realize it.

Sweeping the fallen flowers just now is just to pass the time, and now the eye circles are also red: "Everyone has their own blessings, so what can I do." Now that the prince is gone, our sisters are only a lifetime in the old dead mansion. ”

Speaking of the sad part, Concubine Du had tears rippling in her eyes, and she hurriedly wiped them away with a handkerchief, and actually laughed at herself: "Sister, if you say something inappropriate, although we are in the name of a concubine, we are not as comfortable as a concubine after all." ”

Concubine Xin was startled, where could she still take care of the sadness in her heart, and hurriedly covered her mouth with a handkerchief. Seeing that there was no one in the room, and it was the girls who were close to each other who were guarding the door, they put their minds at ease.

Naturally, I know what Concubine Du means. Su Rui was the prince back then, and the side concubine was also on the jade plate in the palace and reported to the Zongren Mansion for the record. Although King An went, they didn't have a reason to let go of the house, and they were so young that they could only finish the second half of their lives.

is full of worries, but I don't know who I can say. Concubine Xin didn't know the meaning of Concubine Du's words, if she was just a concubine, she didn't have to bear a false name, and Mrs. Anguo would be willing to call the shots one day and let her go to the house.

Thinking about Su Rui, Concubine Du just wiped away her tears and couldn't hold back, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, covered the anger in her eyes, and cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, which was more sad than the falling flowers in that place: "Sister, we are only at the age of Huaxin, and we have seen the end like this for the rest of our lives, and I am finally unwilling." ”

When Concubine Xin heard this, she touched the deepest sorrow in her heart, and she grabbed the handkerchief with both hands as if she wanted to rub it away. It's just now that they have only seen the head, since the day they entered the mansion, the two of them have vaguely decided the end of their lives.

The name of the side concubine is much worse than Zhaoyi, thinking about the furnishings in Meng Zhaoyi's hall, as well as those precious rewards, Concubine Xin also flashed a faint resentment, but after all, she blamed herself for being inferior to others.

She sighed mournfully and stroked the cloisonné-inlaid amethyst bracelet on her wrist. Reluctant, unwilling, it's not that the two of them are unwilling to defend King An's mansion for Su Rui, it's really Su Rui who is ruthless, how can they be full of infatuation and stay together for the rest of their lives?

If they are really General Su's people, they are just little concubines, what does it matter, they served the Queen Mother in the past, what wind and waves have they never seen?

With a character like Su Rui, it is the willingness of many women to guard him all his life, but she and Concubine Du were put on the jade plate from the Zongren Mansion, and they were recognized by the royal family, and they were carried into the gate of King An's Mansion in a dignified manner. Then, for seven years, more than 2,000 **** nights, Su Rui never touched a finger of them.

From the age of seventeen or eighteen to now, it has been seven years before I find that in the end, everything is empty.

Concubine Xin's face was full of grief, and she sat motionless.

Concubine Du was clutching her purse, and her sharp nails pierced into her palms without noticing.

The two of them sat like this, as silent as death.

At that time, Murong Hui was afraid of making her aunt sad, so she lingered in the flower room for a long time, and then called someone to fetch water to re-groom her makeup, so she changed her face to a smiling face, and ordered someone to bring two pots of white narcissus back to her aunt's room.

Su Duhan sat with her mother and cousin for a while, then listened to her mother's instructions and accompanied Murong Wei to take a walk in Canglang Garden, wanting to see the pots of orchids and tall kapok trees that day first, and then come back to accompany her mother to dinner.

After using years of pine needles and fallen leaves, he ordered people to make black and thick humus soil, which is permeable and breathable. The orchid really blooms pleasantly, the plant is thick, a few flower arrows burst out, the goose yellow is faint, and the fragrance is fragrant.

A few tall kapok trees are also, planted in the east of the rising sun, the pavilion is straight, and there are new green slowly budding, maybe next year there will be a fiery red flower.

It's just that the flowers are also like people, missing the season, and no longer the friendship of the day.

can cut off the entwined love threads, for the sake of my aunt, and the Ann King's Mansion can't cut off the past friendship with a knife no matter what. Looking at Su Duhan, whose eyebrows were still bright, Murong Wei sat on the railing, not knowing where to start.

In the agarwood pavilion of Canglang Xuan, the fragrance of tea is curling, and only two people sit opposite each other.

Su Duhan made tea with his own hands, skillfully scalded the cup, and then picked up no more or less tea leaves and threw them into the pot, waiting for the plum water boiled on the stove for the last time.

The three curtains were lowered, and only one was opened, and the warm sunlight of nearly noon was reflected through the window sash embedded with dark blue glass, as if a piece of broken gold had been sifted off. (To be continued.) )