But he never cherishes everything in front of him, and the two relationships of the year are unforgettable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The six princes of the capital and the princess and the princess have a deep relationship, but they don't know that it is just the surface.

One person is silent, and the other is living in illusion.

Even the younger generations are in endless pain.

……

When Meng Zhijin came to Qiyue Palace, Gu Jin was tinkering with embroidery with high interest.

Meng Zhijin didn't want to look at it anymore after taking a look, and suddenly remembered the pot of evergreen again.

Crooked, ugly and unsightly.

Meng Zhijin thought about it, and looked at Gu Jin's rare high interest, so he had to say euphemistically: "Does the imperial sister want to learn from others?" For example, cherry blossom viewing ......"

Gu Jin shook his head: "That's all done by boring people, so I won't go." ”

Meng Zhijin: "......"

Did you really not understand, or did you pretend not to? I mean spare the fabric in your hand.

Hongling: "......"

Isn't what you're doing boring, princess? A few days ago, I really told the slave that embroidery is boring, who is the person?

Gu Jin tied a knot on his embroidery with satisfaction, handed the thing in front of Meng Zhijin, and looked like a compliment: "How is it?" Isn't it ingenious? ”

Meng Zhijin was a little speechless, and he couldn't bear to hit Gu Jin, so he had to nod: "Well, it's ...... The eyes lit up. ”

Hongling: ......

Dear Your Majesty, if you open your eyes and tell nonsense, won't your conscience hurt?

Gu Jin nodded with satisfaction: "What do you guess I embroidered?" ”

Meng Zhijin's mood at this moment is loveless: "!! ”

Hongling really couldn't hold back: "Poof......"

Dear Your Majesty, let you pretend to let you fly, now it's crooked!

Meng Zhijin took the embroidery handed over by Gu Jin, looked left and right, and then turned it over and looked at it.

In the splendid satin, white and powder, and green threads.

But what is it?

"Huh?" Gu Jin still didn't wait for an answer, and was a little impatient.

Meng Zhijin was silent: "This is...... Acacia flowers? ”

Gu Jin gritted his teeth: "That eye of yours can see that he is an acacia flower?" ”

Meng Zhijin was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Then what are you embroidering?" ”

"Bamboo, ......" Gu Jin looked at Meng Zhijin with a look of neuropathy.

I was so disgusted, like to say again, it's so simple, so exquisite, you can't even see it.

Meng Zhijin: ......

Dear Imperial Sister, with all due respect, if you embroider the cyan bamboo with pink thread, I can see that there is a ghost.

Hongling: ......

My dear princess, it's not dark yet, and you're talking nonsense again.

No matter how the two of them slandered in their hearts, Gu Jin put away the embroidery calmly and said with a smile: "Hongling, you said that if I give this to Jing Xi, he will definitely be pleasantly surprised, right?" ”

Hongling has long been accustomed to how to reply these days, and said bluntly: "The slave maid feels that His Royal Highness is only surprised but not happy. ”

Gu Jin choked, and looked at Hongling's eyes with grievances: "Crying, grievances into a ball." ”

Hongling: ......

The style of painting of their own princess is becoming more and more abnormal, how to break, urgent, online, etc.

Meng Zhijin finally sighed: "A few days ago, His Royal Highness Donglin San proposed to me again, saying that he wanted to marry you, what do you think?" ”

Gu Jin smiled: "Of course I marry!" ”

Meng Zhijin laughed when he heard this, and then shook his head.

"Then I will give you a marriage." Meng Zhijin thought that his sister, who was the only one of his mother's compatriots, was going to marry so far away, and he was a little reluctant in his heart.

He has been the emperor for five years, and his only warmth is probably when he gets along with Gu Jin.

At other times, he is still the unsmiling Son of Heaven, or the man who is angry and floats thousands of miles of corpses.

Gu Jin took Meng Zhijin's hand, and said with her sister's tone for the first time: "There are many considerate people around you, the queen is one, she is a good one, don't wronged her." ”

Meng Zhijin's nasal voice was slightly heavy: "Well, I know." ”

"As for me, you don't need to worry." Gu Jin smiled: "This Qiyue Palace is still kept for me!" Maybe I'll want to come back even if I get married. ”

Meng Zhijin nodded, this Qiyue Palace does have too many memories.

Even if Gu Jin didn't say it, he wouldn't let others live in.

Gu Jin promised yes, but he also thought that his life would be so short.

However, in a month, the embroidery lady in the palace stayed up almost sleepless to make the wedding dress.

She wanted to do it herself, but she was desperately rejected by Hongling.

Say that her embroidery is simply unsightly, or don't leave bad things on the wedding dress.

Gu Jin raised her eyebrows, and had to roll her eyes at Hongling's recent bolder behavior.

Before getting married, he found an opportunity to send Red Bud to Xinzheku.

In this life, this palace maid will not have a good fate.

Originally, the palace maid would be allowed to leave the palace when she reached her age, but now that she has entered this Xinzhi library, she will not have it in this life.

Hongya deprived Meng Bangtong of the right to be a human being at the beginning, and now she is depriving her of her youth, which is not an exaggeration.

The moment Gu Jin put on the wedding dress and stepped on the sedan chair, the red dress dragged to the ground, and the lotus was born step by step.

Almost all eyes and breaths were taken away, for fear that one breath would scare away the person in front of him.

Zhong Nanyuan was in the sea of people, watching Gu Jin's sedan chair go.

Thinking of the woman's eyebrows, my heart is obscure.

When was the glorious and rich woman who treated her with all her heart.

It's just that, at that time, everything was a wrong intersection.

Zhong Nanyuan looked down at his coarse cloth clothes, this day was getting more and more difficult.

The career is not smooth, and no one reuses it.

Now he doesn't even dare to show up at the party, and Tanhualang, who was once one level below him, is now the envy of everyone.

And although he has some titles of champion, no one remembers.

It's been a long time, and it's really hard to get through.

In the nunnery, Mrs. Shi looked at Meng Xiangru, who insisted on shaving her hair, and sighed: "Donor, you have not finished the red dust, your ears have not been removed, and your eyebrows are angry, there are still unbroken things in your heart." ”

"Donor, please go back!"

Meng Xiangru lowered her eyes lightly: "If the master refuses to keep me, I really have nowhere to go." ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Shitai shook his head: "My Buddha is merciful, you are so persistent, I don't dare not fail you, but this matter of shaving your hair and practicing will be put on hold for the time being, and you will practice on your behalf." ”

Seeing that Meng Xiangru seemed to have unfinished words, Mrs. Shi raised her hand: "As long as you are sincere, there is no difference between shaving your hair and sending your hair on behalf of you, but the poor nun said that you still have the matter of Hongchen unbroken." ”

Meng Xiangru knew that Mrs. Shi's meaning would not change, so she clasped her hands together: "Ask Mrs. Shi to give her a name." ”

"You're an idiot." Shitai glanced at the lotus seat of the golden Buddha statue, then looked at Meng Xiangru, and said lightly: "One flower and one world, one leaf and one Bodhi." ”

"In the future, you will be called Forgetful."

Meng Xiangru kowtowed to Shitai: "Forget Bo knows." ”

Meng Xiangru looked at the Buddha statue and calmed down in her heart.

In the future, there will be no Changji county lord Meng Xiangru in this world, and some are just forgotten bodhisattvas in Foshan nunnery.