When the upright plum blossoms fall, it seems that they have no intention of going to the imperial garden to see the falling plums, and their hearts are shrouded in a cloud of clouds, which cannot be dispersed. Comfort parrot

Chunxiang went to the garden and folded the cinnabar plum and inserted it in the white porcelain bottle, "Niangniang, the weather is fine, my sister and I will accompany you to the garden for a walk, if you continue to be stuffy in the house, you won't be able to see a plum blossom in two days." Chunhong also said that Niangniang should go out for a walk, if the emperor is bored, he will have to worry. At the mention of Murong Yichuan Wanruo's eyebrows, he looked more and more melancholy, pinching a petal and saying quietly, State affairs are enough for him to be busy, how can he still think about me.

It's been five days since Murong Yichuan had never stepped into Zhaoyang Palace, and every day he would send Chu Xia or Su Su to visit, as if he didn't understand why he wanted to build a house in early summer Murong Yichuan didn't come to see him for the time being, these days they got along day and night, but what happened to him the most fearful? Murong Yichuan's appreciation for early summer seems to have been seen in her eyes for a long time, she has long felt that this dexterous and intelligent female official may be her own big trouble, although Ping'er has a deep affection for Murong Yichuan, but Wanruo does not feel a sense of crisis, but the two of them are like sisters in two places, and she is really not at ease with early summer.

Just when I was thinking about it, I heard the palace maid report that the girl in early summer was out asking to see her.

As if he knew that Murong Yichuan must have sent her, if he really cared about himself, how could he step into Zhaoyang Palace on five days?

I thought about it for a long time, as if I was going to come in early summer.

In the early summer, he walked in front of Wanruo unslowly, and gave a deep salute, "The slave maid asks the queen to say goodbye, and the mother is happy." ”

Today's early summer is still wearing a light green dress, embroidered with an osmanthus pattern on the chest, the hair bun is raised, a pearl and jade hairpin is inserted, thin grease powder, lightly swept the moth eyebrows, the whole body is clean and elegant, and the smile on the face is shallow and gentle, like a blue lotus.

It's like saying lightly that there is no need to be polite, so let's be flat.

After getting up in the early summer, he took out a delicate small red wooden box from his arms and handed it to Wanruo, "Niangniang, this is a gift from the emperor to send slaves and maids to you." As if he didn't immediately pick up the box handed over by the other party, he whispered silently and said that the long door is not freshened, why bother with pearls to comfort the lonely, and the words were full of resentment towards Murong Yichuan, "Niangniang, the emperor is busy with government affairs, but he is always thinking about Niangniang, the slave knows that Niangniang is angry with the emperor because of the matter of the first queen, the emperor does not intend to make Niangniang sad, the emperor has not come to see Niangniang these days just wants Niangniang to be quiet, think carefully about the emperor in the past few years, the emperor has snubbed Niangniang for the first queen, Even though the emperor occasionally misses the first queen, the slave maid said a big disrespectful word, that Queen Ximen is a pile of loess after all, and Niangniang is the master of Zhaoyang Palace, and the emperor is at the top of his heart. Besides, if the emperor really loves the queen first, how can he cut down the roots of the Ximen family, although the purified princess was passed on to Queen Ximen, but what she got after all is the love of the mother, and the princess will still call the queen mother when she grows up in the future. Since the day the princess entered the palace, the emperor has been to the purification palace for half a step. Although the emperor didn't come to see Niangniang in the past two days, he never stopped thinking about Niangniang, he couldn't eat well, he couldn't sleep well, and Long Yan was haggard. After Xiaozhi was moved by emotion in the early summer, she seemed to have to look at this fifteen-year-old girl with admiration, she dared to think and speak, neither humble nor arrogant, reasonable and well-founded, even if Ping'er may not have her good eloquence.

It was as if silently taking the wooden box from Chu Xia's hand, and then opened it quietly, and there was actually a note inside, she hurriedly took it out, the words were familiar, and the words were affectionate, "Acacia plum blossoms overnight, suddenly in front of the window suspected to be Qing." As if looking at the mantra on the note, the vision was blurred instantly, in addition to this note, there was actually a white hair entangled in the box, as if gently pinching the hair, slowly unfolding, sure enough, it was a whole hair, the hair was like frost, scattering a slightly cold light, shaking like the eyes trembling, the distance between Zhaoyang Palace and Taiji Palace was just a cup of tea, these days as if they felt that their distance was like thousands of rivers and mountains, and they didn't know the end.

In the early summer, seeing that she was silently sad, she picked up a plum from the vase and brought it to the front, "If the mother still can't decide whether to see or not see the emperor, the slave will dare to ask the mother to let the sky decide." "Heaven decides, what do you mean by that?" As if she raised her eyes and looked at the girl holding the plum blossom in front of her in surprise, she didn't know what else was hidden under those big eyes that she didn't know.

In the early summer, I handed the plum to Wanruo and then said very seriously that the mother said that she would pull a flower when she saw it, and then said that she would not see it and then pull a flower, so over and over again, to see what was left on the last branch, if she saw that Niangniang, she would go to the Taiji Palace, and if she didn't see the slave, she would go back to hand over the decree.

This method in early summer is like a heart, since you can't make up your mind, why not leave it to the old man.

According to the method of early summer, it is like saying a word to see, picking a flower and throwing it in a bottle, and then saying that it is not seen, and picking another flower and throwing it in a bottle, so that after a few times, there is finally a flower left on the branch, "Niangniang, this last flower is a sword, and the slave maid will immediately go to the Taiji Hall to tell the emperor that you will move in a while." Chu Xia said with a smile.

It was as if the last flower had been pulled off and thrown into the vase, the white porcelain vase, and the vermilion flowers floating on the water of Qing Lingling, as if a heart was floating, "Don't go in early summer," Chu Xia just turned around and grabbed her right hand as if she was cold, and then broke her clenched fist, and there was actually a flower inside, "No wonder the emperor appreciates you so much, you are really smart in early summer." It was as if he took out the flowers in Chu Xia's hand and looked at them, and then threw them in the vase together, "This little measure of the slave and maid is naturally not hidden from the mother's eyes, the slave and the maid only want the emperor and the mother to write and reconcile quickly, if the emperor is happy, then those of us who are slaves will be happy." Early Summer turned his face to the words, and said humbly.

As if he wasn't talking and just nodded silently, early summer quietly retreated.

Back to the Taiji Palace, in early summer, he went straight to Murong Yichuan's imperial dining room.

At this moment, Murong Yichuan was pacing in the room with his hands behind his back, but there was no leisurely look, his eyebrows were twisted into pimples, and his face was cloudy as if he could drip water.

Chu Xia cautiously stepped forward, "Your Majesty, Niang Niang will be able to come to the Taiji Hall in a while." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yichuan turned around and asked expressionlessly, is this true?

In early summer, he solemnly said that the slave maid dared to bully the king, and the slave and maid congratulated the emperor and the mother on their reconciliation.

Murong Yichuan's face was slightly gentle, and he asked in early summer, how did you say that the Buddha came to the Taiji Hall?

In the early summer, Wan Er smiled, "The slave's carving insect skills are not worth mentioning, the main thing is that the mother also remembers the emperor, the emperor has not gone to Zhaoyang Palace these days, the mother has been depressed, the slave and the maid have the courage to advise the emperor that he will not mention the first queen and the purified princess in front of the mother, you and the mother can always be kind, and the slave and the mother will take care of the princess." “

The words of early summer spoke to Murong Yichuan's heart, and then he said to the woman in front of him from the bottom of his heart, "I thought that Ping'er was gone, and there was no proper slave around me, and your appearance in early summer made me very satisfied,"

In the early summer, he was naturally overjoyed to get Murong Yichuan's affirmation, and said in his heart that it would not be long before I could take Ping'er's place, and a sense of pride came to my heart when I thought of this.