Na Yulong raised his head to look at the sky and suddenly there was a breeze, the breeze was really cold and biting, but Fu Xiu Ling's teeth and teeth could not be convinced, only standing in the wind and letting the wind pierce his face, hearing his father's health, he replied: "I can't hide it, recently, I have been busy with my brother's official business, I really have no time to take care of my father and elders at home, and I hope that Concubine Fu will not blame me." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ“，

The color of the sky is blue, and when the breeze rises, it is really cold into the hearts of the people, Na Yulong replied and said: "Now my cousin has been in the palace for several years, and I can still remember my father, I am really happy for my brother, and I promise to visit my father for my cousin after returning home." ”

The road is long, the wind is getting colder and colder, and Fuxiu's mustache is slightly rippling with the wind. Cover your lips gently, and your face is very soft. stroked the slightly convex lower abdomen: listening to his words, it was very heartwarming, and finally opened his mouth, "Brother is used to making fun of me."

Fuxiu took out two letters from his sleeve and quietly handed them to the person in front of him, "I thought that I would send it back today, but I never wanted to meet my cousin, and the letter is also a convenient thing, and I hope that my brother must bring it to my brother and father."

It was still early in the morning, the fog cleared, and the dappled sun shadow dispersed to the ground. The palace man, the cage bird. After fighting for half a year, tired for several years, relatives are separated, and old friends are separated. Now that he is still alive and his family is safe, he has nothing else to ask for.

Na Yulong paced in front of him and took it with both hands, and put it in his sleeve. said with a smile: "My sister's letter, as a brother, must be dedicated to my father," Na Yulong looked around Liao Wuxi. Yu Qian said, "My sister has been in this palace for a while, and my brother thinks that my sister will return to the palace early, and my brother will also retire first, so as not to have some gossip on the wall."

Na Yulong clasped his hands together and said, "Concubine Fu, the minister will retire first."

It is inconvenient to move forward, and when I see him saluting, his clothes swinging in the wind, very elegant. Ask for it

"Be careful on the road."

The palace road is long, I am proud of the peak, the concubine is unpredictable, once favored, once defeated, it is inevitable not to worry.

Jian Xi stepped forward and tightened the moon-white cloak, and looked at the sky, "Niangniang, the wind is blowing"

The cold wind was raging, and the remnants of the snow were blown up by a thousand waves, and the ripples were overflowing, and the clouds and ink were silent. Relatives are still there, old friends are accompanied, if the child is born safely, it is enough to live in peace.

Looking at his departing back, a trace of loneliness crossed his eyes, and to this day, who is right and who is wrong, is left to fate.

"Let's go back!"

Unconsciously, winter has arrived, and it is rare for Yu Yun to climb up to the universe, and the hall is full of streamers. The sound of the beaded curtain is loud, and the corner of the plum tree is cast on the side.

In the afternoon, the sun is at its peak, and the side of the quiet couch is in the courtyard, and the whole body is gilded with gold and sprinkled. The ink hair is hairpinned and the cloud bun is delicately decorated with a blue and inky smoke skirt, and the posture is slender. Xi Xuan and holding the spoon to eat but not liking, the hibiscus lamp put the case, and the maid took the simmer and sprinkled the acacia into the incense burner. The little maid hurriedly said that Fu Xiu was pregnant, and she hadn't seen her for many days, and she frowned and called Qing Xi to take a good white fur for her, and the palace maid who was waiting said lightly, "Doesn't the little master wear thicker?" He didn't have the heart to answer her, and walked quickly to Fuxiu's dormitory.

When the autumn chrysanthemum is in full bloom, it is suddenly winter, and on the glazed mandarin duck tiles that spread out the clouds, it is clear that the color of the snow and the golden crow can not be seen. The warmth in the hall is warm, the red-headed parrot branches are chirping and fluttering, and the red plums on the sandalwood table are cold and fragrant.

In the hall, he was free to think at will, Fu Xiu stepped on the bluestone with a velvet blanket, he was already one of the four concubines, pregnant with a dragon descendant, he heard too much but could not do anything, Jian Xi bowed down and told Xiang Concubine to ask to see, Fu Xiu Wabi frowned, but still invited her in.

The cold winter wind was turbulent, and he entered the palace alone and Gantang did not play the neon song. Hesitating and walking, Gantang is still the former Gantang, I don't know if this master is still the former master, Xiang Concubine frowned, raised her eyes and saw the red plum on the case, like a fairy Shu, swaying on the branches, and then turned her eyes, and saw her.

There was a little melancholy between her eyebrows, and she didn't know if the recent events in the harem made her annoyed or sad, but she had been in the palace for a few years, and her appearance was still as good as that spring light. Concubine Xiang walked up to her and made a number of tedious rituals, opened her lips and said softly: "Concubine Mo Shi to Concubine Fu Niangniang, Concubine Fu Niangniang Wan Fu Jin'an." Su Yu lightly handed over Bai Qiu, and then said: "The concubine heard that Concubine Fu was pregnant today, so she hurried to visit without caring about lunch. This white Qiu is a concubine's modest strength, which may not be able to make the mother feel comfortable, but the warmth is enough. "Luo is clear, and his eyes are like the spring of that hand.

People who haven't seen each other for a long time still feel their own thoughts, and what they were afraid of was that her people were different from hers, but now they don't have to worry

Fu Xiu slowly got up by the palace maid who was waiting, and held the jade hand of the concubine tightly, perhaps because of the cold weather, her hand was cold and couldn't help shivering, shaking her head and laughing: "You are right, you still come to me on such a cold day, it's just that, coincidentally, I didn't use it, and I have no appetite for this in my stomach recently, and now that you are here, you must be able to drink half a bowl of porridge." ”

Fuxiu looked back and instructed Jian Xi to pass the meal, here he shook her jade hand and sat down, and took a cup of hot tea, "Sister Xiang, come on, drink it first to warm up, it's not mine if it's frozen." ”

That cold plum graceful appearance, although not as good as the melting and venting of spring, but it is rare to have such a scene in winter, a smile added to the cheeks, and it happened that her hand lightly held my cold hand, and the warmth instantly went straight into the heart, and the concubine was slightly stunned and smiled, "The concubine is really at the right time." ”

The heyday was full of iris, and the lotus step sat down with her. Fuxiu's hand was warm and warm, and Concubine Xiang took the tea with a smile, and this intimacy was just like her sister, and she didn't say anything. Xiang Concubine looked at the plum blossoms outside and gently shrugged: "Niangniang is so lush here, even if it is winter, it is like another spring." Then he gently carried it forward, and said again: "Gantang Palace is like this, and Niangniang is even more so." ”

After a long time, Concubine Xiang said again: "Concubine Fu, although this concubine Lan has been favored for a while, it is just a temporary scenery, Niangniang, don't worry about this." Concubine Xiang took a sip and looked at Fuxiu's face.

Fuxiu was a little stunned when he heard this, but he smiled bitterly for a long time, his eyes were supple and he couldn't hide his apologies, and spit out a sentence, "I still care." ”

Jian Xi brought a group of maidservants into the food box, opened the glass bead and jade curtain, and spread a table of meals with a few dingdong sounds, Fu Xiu shook her hand and got some warmth, caressed her and slowly sat down, holding the jade plate in front of her. "Try this, maybe it's not as good as the small kitchen in Yanxi Palace, but the palace maid has learned it and added flavor to it, and this time it can be competitive."