The emperor was strolling in the court, but in fact he was thinking about his thoughts, and suddenly remembered something and turned to Wei Zhu and said: "You go back and order, I will ask the Xuanda scholar Li Guangdi to meet and give food at lunch, and ask the imperial dining room to prepare a few Fujian dishes, and then prepare a pot of Fenjiu from Shanxi Gong." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Li Dequan hurriedly sent Wei Zhu away, and when he saw the emperor enter the imperial garden, he followed step by step.

At present, it is the season of willows and leaves in the imperial garden, large clusters of hydrangeas are piled up like splendid flowers, and there are rows of green trees like obstacles, and birds and butterflies are all over the sky.

The emperor saw such a beautiful scene, his heart was also slightly relieved, suddenly heard the quiet bird cry mixed with a trace of flute, the more to the depths of the flowers, the more the clear flute sound more real, although not to say that it is very rare, but the victory is in the blend with this situation, it is very clean and clear, pleasant.

Li Dequan saw that the emperor involuntarily walked towards the sound of the flute, and secretly said in his heart which little master is blessed again.

Divided flowers and willows walked all the way, only to see the grass in front of the Zhulan Yating, yellow chrysanthemums blooming all over, and the chiseled flower gooseneck fence leaned on a light blue edge moon white background embroidered with roses and dark pattern cheongsam of the palace concubine.

The black hair like a waterfall is curled in a fallen bun, embellished with a rose headband with silver and sapphires, and a pair of pearl tassel earrings are worn.

The emperor stood still beside a weeping willow that two people embraced, listening intently from dozens of steps, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

But it was said that Rong Yue had come to the palace since she entered, and she knew that the sigh in the words of Sister-in-law Lu and Fucha Yanlin was more carefree when she was still in the boudoir, she thought of Yi Concubine, Wei Guiren, and the emperor.

The emperor can't say that he doesn't take care of her, and she can't say that she doesn't admire the emperor? But why do you still feel empty in her heart, she can't help but listen to Hui Concubine's words, after all, without her sister, without the holy grace, she is nothing, so her heart is up and down, and the tune is also in love, she didn't pay attention to the royal car for a while, and when she sighed lightly, she began to disturb herself like this, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that there were willow branches, and two figures stood not far away.

The emperor was dressed in a royal blue two-group dragon robe, tied with a bright yellow belt inlaid with a jade plate with a white jade carved cloud dragon pattern, although he only stood with his hands in his hands, the temperament revealed by his body was indescribably noble and majestic.

Rong Yue looked at his familiar eyebrows and eyes through the sparse flowers and trees, his heart was mixed, and he adjusted his mood slightly, Fang Lian stepped forward and bowed with a smile.

The Emperor lifted her up.

The corners of Rong Yue's lips hooked up a faint smile, and she said slowly: "The ancients said 'blowing the flute attracts the phoenix', but I didn't think that I would play the flute today, but it attracted a real dragon." ”

The emperor saw that her eyebrows were gentle, her waist was like a ruler, thinking about the past, he felt a little pity in his heart, and hesitated to stretch out his hand.

Rong Yue handed her hand to the emperor's palm, and as soon as she shook the big hand, she held her small hand in the palm of her hand, and the familiar temperature came through the clasped fingertips.

In the imperial garden, a flower garden was opened, and Guangling's famous peony "Xiao Makeup New" was planted, and the garden was full of fragrance at the right time, clear and beautiful, a hundred flowers competed for beauty, red than agate, white than Suyu, Rong Yue smiled: "The book says that there is a Zen Temple in Yangzhou, there is a peony garden, gathering the world's famous products, and one plant is worth 10,000 gold." After Shandong introduced peony peony, such as Heze and other places, almost every family cultivated, even the furrows one after another, to the flowering season to cut off and pick in the market to sell, a day can sell more than 10,000 stems. ”

She said casually, and when she turned her eyes, she saw a smile on the corner of the emperor's lips, and his expression was very gentle, so she folded a branch in her hand and compared it to her sideburns, and suddenly chanted with a smile: "Last night, the begonias rained at the beginning of the night, and several flowers were light and delicate. The beauty got out of the orchid room and folded it to compare red makeup in the mirror. Ask Lang Hua how good is his slave face? Lang Dao is not as good as a flower. The beautiful woman is coquettish when she sees the words, and she doesn't believe that the dead flower is better than the living. Before crushing the flowers and throwing them, please sleep with the flowers tonight. ”

Say goodbye to throw flowers in front, the emperor has always practiced martial arts, quick reaction, slightly raised his hand to take the peony in his hand, at this time, the beauty is graceful, even the peony is slightly inferior, he swayed, took two steps forward, and put the peony in his hand for her hairpin behind the sideburns.

Rong Yue's skin is already white, and at this moment, she lowers her head slightly, raising her hands to support her temples, which is even more charming.

The emperor smiled and said: "This poem "Smile with Flowers" was originally written by Tang Yin, but the best thing about Tang Yin is not poetry, but something else? ”

Rong Yue didn't know, she raised her eyelashes suspiciously, her eyes were like two springs of blue waves, but she asked curiously: "What is it?" ”

The emperor looked at the poplar leaves in the distance, which were as bright as a mirror by the sunlight, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more obvious, and he said casually: "Guess, if you say it, I will be rewarded." ”

Rong Yue racked her brains and thought about it, and said with a smile for a while: "The concubine remembered, Tang Yin writes poems in general, and the most expressive thing is the painting, isn't it?" Speaking of which, my mother's house still has a piece of Tang Yin's "Guanshan Travel Map". ”

The emperor knew what she had said, and walked forward with the swaying willow branches in front of the road, as if he had only a soft sigh for a while.

Rong Yueshang was immersed in the joy of guessing the puzzle, and only asked with great interest: "Since the concubine guessed correctly, the emperor quickly said, what good things will I be rewarded?" ”

The emperor said idly: "I will keep it for you first, and then I will show it to you when you are older." ”

Rong Yue bit her lip slightly, and there was a slight displeasure in her tone: "I'm twenty years old, and I'm still young." ”

The emperor suddenly said: "Are you twenty years old?" How do you feel like a child in the 14th Five-Year Plan. ”

Rong Yue said: "This is natural, the concubine was born in the first year of Kangxi, and it was the time when the emperor changed the year name......

The emperor stopped, turned around suddenly, Rong Yue couldn't react, and wanted to throw himself into his arms, but the emperor grabbed her waist, and the two faces were close at hand, looking at each other.

Rong Yue likes the emperor's eyes very much, faint brown, but clear like a crystal stone, look closely, but it is dark and dark, this look is fascinating, a trace of blush quietly spread from the auricle, and gradually the whole face is as bright as a red glow.

The emperor picked up her chin with one hand, and added a few ambiguous points to his tone: "Do you really want it?" ”

Rong Yue was stunned for a long time and said, "The emperor's eyes are so beautiful." ”

The emperor was slightly stunned, and he heard the voices of Zhou Ji and Chun Zao in the distance: "The slave asks Prince Yu for peace, and for Princess Yu." ”

The occasional pull in front of the public was already inappropriate, and the emperor was also a little embarrassed for a while, so he hurriedly helped her to stand firmly, and straightened her clothes again.

Rong Yue also held her hair in a bun and half-hid it behind the emperor.

Fuquan and Fujin are just shadows, and they see two figures snuggling together, and now they see that the emperor is there, and they are busy saluting and saying goodbye.

Rong Yue hung her head and was blessed.

The emperor coughed, and Fang asked, "Is the second brother going to ask the imperial grandmother for peace?" (To be continued.) )