Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Peony Tribulation is complex again, and one is heavy and nine heavy
Qing Xing and Emperor E squatted among the peony flowers, and put a bamboo basket at hand, and there were several small transparent porcelain vases in the bamboo basket.
Both of them were facing in their direction, and they could hear their words clearly, Qing Xing looked at Emperor E's face and was not abnormal before she put her mind at ease, and the words that the bewitching woman said really pinched a cold sweat.
Since the beginning of consciousness, they have all called the "girl" of the emperor and the "second miss" of the female Ying, which is the only place to distinguish.
Now the woman with a bewitching posture actually called Nuying "Second Girl", and compared it with the pearls in the sea, Mrs. didn't care much about it, where did they put their own girl?
The girl's mind was delicate, no more than before, she must have heard this sentence, but her face was the same, she just looked at the distance ahead, as if she hadn't heard it.
In fact, Emperor E didn't hear it, she listened carefully to what she said just now, that sentence was really like a pair of stabs in her heart, how many years, she didn't fight, she didn't plunder, she didn't treat everyone equally, only one sentence girl is her own capital.
But in his mother's slight smile all wiped out, watching her smile and talk to the flower girl, I remembered that she proudly pushed herself to Mr. Yin, and saw that she was tired of practicing dance, she was distressed, but her eyes were three points of pride, a pride as a mother, but she took this proud specimen from herself, what is it for?
The woman called Hua Niang, although Emperor E has never seen it, can look at the graceful posture, she should be the first person in the dust.
A famous prostitute on the bank of the Qinhuai River, known for singing and dancing, attractive in color, I don't know how many famous sons of the road fell under the pomegranate skirt, but she is still just nostalgic for the dusty years, and refuses to change into rough clothes to marry.
I heard Mr. Yin occasionally mention her coquettish dancing, which is fascinating and seductive.
For a long time, watching the Qin family kindly walk away from the flower garden with the flower girl, Aunt Xin looked at the back of the flower girl with disdain, and the corner of her mouth smiled evilly.
Aunt Xin has always looked down on this kind of woman who came out of the land of fireworks, and she doesn't agree with any dancing and learning arts.
"Girl." Qingxing looked at the people everywhere and looked at the girl who was still staring at the place, and couldn't help but scream quietly and reminded.
Emperor E looked at Qingxing and smiled, his eyes were bottomless pitch black, "Hurry up, the dew on the petals should dry up." ”
"Yes."
The peony bush is neutral, suspected of being a flower or a person?
Emperor E stood in the peony bush, dressed in a pink glazed yellow palace dress and quiet, standing there alone, and the jade-plated and delicate peony, complementing each other, but looking at the delicate peony under him, the corner of his mouth pulled up a bright smile, looking at the green apricot actually had a trace of trance.
"Sister Qingxing, someone just asked someone to bring this in, saying that it was a friend of the girl, but he refused to come in person, only said to hand this to the girl." A girl's voice sounded outside the door.
"Is that man still there?" Qingxing outside the door asked.
"Zhilu Dao, you go down."
watched Qingxing push the door in, took the peony-shaped palace flower and a letter in his hand, and handed it to Emperor E in confusion.
"What is this? Now there are gifts and flowers for this palace? It's all outdated. ”
Emperor E took it and glanced at her, and Qingxing stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.
From the time the palace flower was brought in, Emperor E realized that he was seven or eight points, but he was actually quite looking forward to it, this was the only man who would not bring himself into the sea of fire.
"Is the person who delivered the thing still there?"
"The girl said that she was gone, and the things were delivered and left."
Emperor E looked at Gonghua thoughtfully, playing with it in his hand, forgetting that he still had a letter in his hand.
"Girl, who gave this away?" Qing Xing asked curiously.
Emperor E smiled, a little daughter's gesture, "I don't know what to do." ”
"That letter should have been written."
Emperor E looked at Qingxing, and then looked at the letter in his hand, "I know that I will read it." ”
Qingxing pursed her lips and retreated, and looked back to see if she had opened the letter.
Empress E looked at her and shook his head, waited until the carved wooden door slowly closed, put down the palace flower in his hand, and opened the letter.
"The peony tribulation is complicated again, and one is facing the nine heavens."
There are only a few strokes, but they are square and delicate, and it can be seen that these words must have been written many times before they were written so skillfully, and there was no messiness at all.
Emperor E was a little happy when he saw it, but he was happy but also faintly worried, and looked at these two sentences repeatedly.
After a long time, I smiled slightly, the last time I said goodbye, I said that I had something to do and hurriedly said goodbye, this meeting may be my biggest opportunity.