Qingluan picked up the pen to learn the characters, and was on the rise at the moment, listening to Bai Yu say this, it was just a smooth ink, and sighed: "The relationship between the emperor and the queen mother is extremely bad. ”

"That being said...... The little lord doesn't go to see? ”

"There are more than one or two high-ranking masters in this palace," she said without raising her head, "why should I go to the trouble of forming a bond with others." ”

On the side, Su E bowed her head when she heard the words, and waited for her to practice calligraphy. Since the incident with Lan Guiren, Qingluan has been much more stable than before, and there are some places that he can't see through. After all, the little master must be smarter, otherwise no matter how big the idea is, he will not be able to be the master for her.

And Qingluan, she will definitely be a great favorite concubine one day, as long as she is willing.

Several people chatted for a while, and when lunch came, Fang Jue was a little hungry.

Shui Qiao entered the house with the bird's nest given by the emperor, and before he could speak, he was seen by Bai Yu at a glance, and hurriedly said: "I haven't seen the girl all morning, but where did I go to relax." ”

"Little master, look, Bai Yu is short of picking up slaves and maids in front of him." Shui Qiao smiled and was disgusted, but he didn't answer her words, and only urged the two of them to get out of the house, "Go and serve the dishes, otherwise it will be cold again." ”

Qingluan stopped writing, his eyebrows and eyes smiling. Just about to speak, but a piece of paper was thrown in her hand, she looked at Shui Qiao in surprise, but there was a rare serious look in the woman's eyes: "The prince only asks the little master for a word." ”

She was stunned, and opened it layer by layer, and it was actually a few strokes on the small square rice paper outlining the form of the flute woman. The posture is graceful, the figure is jade, and she jumps on the paper, there must be no doubt that she must be, and she suddenly panicked for no reason. Qingluan quickly folded the paper, only put it sideways back into Shui Qiao's hand, and the eyelash fan moved, but he couldn't be more determined: "I have nothing to say." ”

He really cared.

Although the two of them didn't say much in the pavilion last night, they couldn't let go of it in the end. That kind of deliberate alienation probably hurt him deeply. Or, in the hearts of the ministers, one of his hearts has long belonged to the Son of Heaven and is no longer in love.

"Little Lord." Shui Qiao didn't move, but said sadly, "Why do you betray your original intention and try to hurt the prince." ”

Before she could speak, Su E and the others had already passed the food in. Seeing that the two of them were still sitting in front of the desk and talking, he called, "Little master, lunch is here." Qingluan looked up at Shui Qiao, and the two of them only tacitly kept silent. And the paper was finally held in Qingluan's hand, and the tighter he gripped it.

The main hall of Huawei Palace.

It is no better than Liuyue Pavilion, although it is magnificent, but it lacks the gentleness and softness of the woman's home. In the past, Concubine Xin had always been happy to live in the Ronghua Palace, but since Concubine Zhao moved in, it has become particularly sparse and lonely.

The father of Zhao Guifei used to be on one side, but because of the war, most of the officials in Beijing were low-key and left their posts, and Song Yiji was not spared, and the relationship with the emperor has been much more estranged since then. It is precisely for this reason that the noble concubine Zhao was regarded as a noble person at the beginning of her entry into the palace, although she did not receive thousands of favors, but she also respected the Son of Heaven as a guest.

She always had too much leisure time, so she took a nap, and then passed the meal before she got up.

Li Chong, the consul and eunuch in the palace, just entered the house to reply, and after only a few words, the spoon in the hand of the noble concubine was suddenly thrown to the ground, making a crisp sound. Bucai's maid was shocked and hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy, but was driven out of the city by Gonggong Li's good words.

He scooped up a bowl of lily steamed Yuren soup again, presented it to Concubine Zhao, and persuaded: "Master, don't be angry about this little thing, she is just a nobleman." ”

"Noble?" Now that there is no one around, I saw Concubine Zhao looking at Li Chong gloomily, and her eyebrows and eyes were lined when she sneered, "If you underestimate her because of her low rank, the end will not be better than that of Lan Guiren." She raised her forehead and replied, "Before, she pleaded for that slut in the palace, but the palace only said that she wanted to show virtue but missed the proportion. It's good now, but he secretly overtook the Lan nobles, but didn't he make it clear that he couldn't get used to what the palace was doing, and he wanted to stand up to it here? ”

"According to the view of the slaves, the Hunan nobles may not have the courage." The consul bowed down and said cautiously, "Since she was favored until now, I really don't see any disobedience to her. And after Lan Guiren's death, she just secretly ordered people to do it, and Rao is little eunuch had no experience at all, so she showed her feet in front of the minions. ”

Concubine Zhao was silent, but her expression eased slightly.

"In the final analysis, the Hunan nobles are just as timid as mice. How many people in this palace are not afraid of ghosts? What's more, she used to be an errand boy in Concubine Chen's palace, and there were definitely not one or two grievances on her body. ”

When the woman heard this, she looked back and chuckled: "She was not liked by Concubine Chen in the Lingxian Palace in the past, but now she has become a little lord and has shared her favor, with Xing Yan's strength, how long can she be tolerated?" ”

"But recently, it seems that Concubine Chen treats her well......"

"First for her own use, then for her own use, then as fast as possible, this is the method she has always liked to use. However, it has been tried and tested. Concubine Zhao put down the jade chopsticks and wiped the corners of her lips with a silk handkerchief, "Now they are busy with infighting, and there are few concubines in the palace." Li Chong, you just have to look for a few decent ones to enter the palace. It's just that you have to be hidden, and this palace doesn't want to make a big fuss. ”

The peach blossoms were transplanted in the hall, and the branches were dyed with pink at this time, and a tree was blooming. Concubine Zhao stared at the red stamen, just like a spring peach.

Looking from the palace gate, you can just see the people of the Liuyue Pavilion coming in and out.

Qingluan's face has not been very good since before lunch, and Su E only thinks that there are too many trivial things recently, which hurts his spirits. I wanted to persuade her to rest more, but Qingluan insisted on visiting Concubine Xian and refused to stay in the pavilion.

Su E had to accompany her out of the palace to the west. The sun is shining, and before I know it, my body is warm. The stone bricks on the palace road are old, Su E helped the woman with one hand, and when she didn't walk for a while, she suddenly stopped.

Qingluan looked up at the sky, only to feel that the heart of this light was also clear. Since he accepted his favor, he seems to have been wandering and in the dark, unable to see the long way ahead, and unable to go back to the past. Even for every small step, you have to shake three points. After a long time, I couldn't even tell which was right and which was wrong, I only felt that I obviously wanted to escape, but somehow, I became more and more entangled in this thread.

It's like Lan Guiren, who has always hated her for being so arrogant and rude. The hot slaps she slapped in her face still felt extremely ashamed every time she thought about it. But now that she is dead, she is inexplicably sad, and she always feels that she is not guilty. It's just that in the harem, how she lives and dies is up to herself, it's just that she asks someone to pray for her after she dies, so that her heart is stable.

"Why is the little lord a little soulless today?"

"Yes." Qingluan opened his eyes and walked forward with small steps again, "Xu has been a little tired lately. ”

Su E sighed and said, "Don't always feel guilty for Lan Guiren, we have done our best." ”