Chapter 522: Xiangyin

The newly made lotus root flour cake is soft and sweet, with a red bean soup ground into a pulp, and a few fried yellow sesame seeds, the taste is like the laziest sunshine outside the window, everywhere is bright and warm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The queen mother couldn't eat sweet, so she only took half of it to suit the occasion, but she smiled and looked at the princess Niangniang picking up the second piece with a silver fork, still looking unfinished.

The unrestrained girls in Miao Jiang have grown up, even if they have become a noble concubine and have been rubbed off many edges and corners, in fact, they still retain the personality of their youth in their hearts, and they are still willing to write their joys, sorrows and sorrows on their faces.

Concubine Jun Niangniang showed her sincere gratitude and bowed deeply to the Queen Mother: "I haven't tasted such a good dim sum for a long time, and the lotus root in September is really the most beautiful taste." If the Empress Dowager does not give up, the concubines will come to disturb her another day. ”

"The mourning family has nothing to do, but chanting the scriptures and worshipping the Buddha, you are welcome to come and sit often." The fine pieces of sunlight sprinkled on the black lacquered hardwood openwork carved claw pattern on the big kang, like countless golden points of light dancing, the queen mother's smile bathed in these fine gold dots, words like the warmest morning sun, ignited the hope of the princess.

Knowing that she came to the door rashly, it was clear that she would go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, but the Queen Mother still allowed her the next opportunity, looking kind and kind, maybe that Zhu Guo was not as difficult to find as she imagined.

In the face of such a wise old man, instead of hiding from the left and right, it is better to put aside one of your hearts, lay out all the things on your mind, and look forward to the gift of her old man.

Concubine Jun Niangniang suddenly brightened, and without waiting for the Queen Mother to serve tea to the guests, she got up to say goodbye, and her eyes were clear, adding a little indifference.

Coming out of Shoukang Palace, breaking up with Queen Chu at the fork in the road, and politely rejecting the other party's kindness to have lunch together, Concubine Jun Niangniang repeatedly bothered Queen Chu and walked to Tongyun Pavilion. Her steps were brisk and hurried, and she wanted to think about her words and impress the Queen Mother with sincerity another day.

Qin Heng had a deep conversation with Emperor Chongming, and went out of the small flower hall of the imperial study, chewed Fang Cai's words carefully, and realized the meaning of Emperor Chongming.

Although Hanzhang Palace is not difficult to find, the two are different from men and women. Qin Heng thought about Wen Wan, for fear that she would fall into the trap, but it was inconvenient for her to visit directly.

He lingered on the side of the Huaqing Bridge in front of Hanzhang Palace for a long time, and finally he couldn't pull the door at will, so he could only walk to Ninghui Hall unwillingly, wanting to find another way to deliver the news.

Turning the silent corridor, Qin Heng saw that next to the rockery of the flower wall, in front of a blooming wooden hibiscus, a beautiful woman was admiring the flowers with her back to herself.

She wears a hood, a stone blue flower cloak, a gold-threaded plum blossom cloak, and a corner of the navy blue treasure flower hangzhou silk tunic, her demeanor is so graceful, which one is not gentle?

Qin Heng looked around, and there was only one accompanying palace maid by Wen Wan's side. With his eyes lowered and an azure plum vase in his arms, he stood upright on the mud gold path a few steps away.

vaguely guessed that he was waiting for himself, and the soft smile rippled in Qin Heng's heart, like the gentlest ripples, and like the warmest warm wind, blowing a pool of spring water, and the smile gradually became as bright as a star.

Qin Heng walked a few steps tightly, and was able to stand up from a few steps away from Wen Wan, but he was afraid that she would not be comfortable guarding outsiders, so he just called out in a low and soft voice: "Duanyi County Lord."

Wen Wan turned her head and smiled lightly, beckoning the palace people to come over. Inserted a few branches of wood hibiscus in his hand into the dendrobium, and gave a few more words, and the palace people bowed their knees and retreated, not squinting from beginning to end.

Seeing the palace people walking away, Wen Wan turned to Qin Heng's side and bowed to him with her knees bent.

The two now have a very tacit understanding, Qin Heng naturally walked to her side, and said softly: "The national letter has been handed over, and my mind has been frankly declared." His Majesty did not immediately agree, but only said that he would wait until after the Queen Mother's Christmas to discuss it, probably to ask you in person. ”

Wen Wan's face turned red, like a little morning glow, with a strange gentleness, and she regained her calm in a moment. She replied in a low voice: "This is also the meaning of Your Majesty's benevolence and righteousness, not only caring for me, but also caring for my stepmother." ”

The relationship with Chu Zhaohui, Wen Wan did not tell Qin Heng in detail. The part involving Su Duhan and his own life experience can't be mentioned now. I can only look forward to Jian'an in the coming day, declare war on Qin Huai side by side with Qin Heng, and then present everything in the past in front of his eyes.

Looking at Qin Heng's mellow gaze as wine casting a promise on his body, he was gentle and intoxicated and sad, and he was intoxicated by him all the time.

The breeze of the early autumn swept through the gentle hair, and a faint fragrance brushed the tip of Qin Heng's nose. The taste of happiness and sourness intertwined at the same time is thick in the hearts of two people, and some words can only be understood, and there is really no need to say it.

Wen Wan solemnly raised her head, looked directly into Qin Heng's eyes, and said slowly: "I will follow the decision of my heart and follow the path I want to take, even if Your Majesty does not look for me, I will also go to face the saint." Also, my stepmother has saved my life, and she has really cherished me as her own daughter all these years, and she will naturally let me say it, so as not to mess up for Your Majesty... Random dots...".

Even though he is a human being in two lives, facing the love of his past life and this life, the words "messing with mandarin duck spectrum" are gently hung on his tongue, and he is embarrassed to say it himself.

The obvious gesture of a child is particularly demure and moving on Wen Wan. Qin Heng seemed to hear the most beautiful voice. He couldn't bear to joke, but smiled gently and seriously: "Your Majesty is wise, and you will naturally know that a good couple is natural." Wanwan, we still have a lifetime to spare, I don't care about the past few days, I treat the good news as well. ”

Wen Wan bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, and only whispered the word "good", and the red glow that had just faded gradually rose again.

Like the most uniform peach blossom in the spring, twisted into juice, and the most mellow red rouge was cleared, her cheeks were lightly dyed red, and the reflected spring water in the sky was gently in Qin Heng's eyes.

Such as the eternity of the moon, such as the rise of the sun, such as the longevity of Nanshan, does not collapse. Such as the pine and cypress of the luxuriant, there is no lack or inheritance.

A long song of blessings, played in the gentle ears from time to time. She has no other prayers at this time, only that she has experienced two lifetimes of love and has been able to withstand the rain and wind since then, and have an eternal green like the moon.

They were reluctant to break up with each other, but they had to say goodbye temporarily. Wen Wan smiled and broke off a branch of wood hibiscus and handed it to Qin Heng. The smile of the flowers is finally heart-to-heart.

Qin Heng raised Mu Hibiscus to his lips, reverently and warmly imprinted a kiss, watching the gentle navy blue skirt gently drag across the muddy path, and the trace gradually faded away.

There is still a light aroma on the nose, which is the smell left by the gentle side. Qin Heng looked at the direction of the beauty's departure, and was reluctant to look back for a long time.