Another two months have passed, and it seems that it is almost winter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The emperor has not come to accompany Fu Xiu for half a month, because the birth date of the Tong nobles is coming, and the emperor has been accompanying the Tong nobles recently.

At this time, Gantang Palace.

Snow was falling outside the main hall, and the ground was already covered with a layer of snow. Fuxiu stood under the eaves and watched the snow fall in the courtyard.

Treading the snow to find plum blossoms without a trace, the wind and rain are bells, and the heavy fog is floating. Ren Xueflakes are scattered on three thousand green silks, black and white. The cedar is fluffy and squirming when stepped on. From afar, I saw Lamei standing proudly in the cold snow in the plum garden.

Fuxiu called Jian Xi, who was waiting, and said, "Jian Xi, I see that the plum blossoms in the plum garden are blooming very well. Let's go to the plum garden to see the plum blossoms! ”

Jian Xi glanced at the flying snow on his head, and said hesitantly: "Master, this snow is so heavy, let's not go." Nothing will happen. ”

"Jian Xi, that plum blossom blooms so well! Let's go and see, so as not to live up to this beautiful scenery. ”

"Okay, good" Jian Xi knew that she couldn't screw Fuxiu, so she had to say like this. After a little preparation, he waited for Fukuyu to go in the direction of the plum garden.

At this time, Changle Palace.

The jade dust of Tianfu fell one after another, and the warm sedan chair on the long street shook slowly. The courtyard is prosperous, and it is the middle of winter.

The heating in the main hall of Changle Palace is swirling, and you can warm up by sitting around the charcoal basin. The queen hugged a soup woman, but she was still wrapped in a small jacket. Born cold, the saddest thing is at this moment. Recently, Concubine Lishen's faction has been leisurely tight, and she has almost stopped all the movements in her hands, and the silence is elusive.

Xiao Han entered the main hall and sent the cold wind in, and the queen shuddered. Xiao Han whispered to the queen: "Niangniang, the concubine went to the plum garden. ”

Su Rili doesn't have much friendship with this concubine, I don't know which side she is on, this time I can explore the truth.

The queen gritted her teeth, wrapped a few more layers of clothes, and took a sedan chair in the direction of the plum garden.

In the midst of the plum garden.

Fuxiu was drunk with the snow of Meili and woke up to the creaking sound of snow being trampled. It disturbed the interest, and it was boring. Brushing off the plum blossoms on the clothes and staining the snow, a burst of fragrant fragrance spreads. Zhen raised his eyebrows, and saw the queen sitting in the sedan chair, her face pale and weak. I vaguely remember that the queen was not favored due to illness, and she was sick in bed all her life, and she didn't come out often in winter, so she must have something important today.

Now that Meiyuan is the only concubine, what is she looking for me? "The concubine asks the queen to say goodbye, and the queen is blessed."

The queen coldly held the soup woman and curled up under the fox fur, her mouth and nose turned into a white mist, and her hands and feet were cold, jokingly called ice muscles and jade bones. Furong's face was slightly pale, her lips opened slightly, and she replied calmly in a strong trembling voice: "Sister Fu is very polite." Hurry up! On this snowy day, what if you kneel and hurt your body? ”

The red plum Lingshuang pressed the branches low, a cluster of red in the white bushes, the plum fragrance was light and elegant, the queen reached out and pressed a branch close to the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly, and said: "I have been closed for a long time, but I don't know that the plum blossoms in this plum garden have already changed a variety." I don't know if Sister Fu knows, which beauty is it used to vote for? ”

At first, it was elegant, but it was unbearable to sing it again. The swan song of the cold winter, the trampling sound is not loud, and the spring of March is not revealed. Fuxiu took the sticky branch and surged it, sniffed lightly, and smiled lightly. Plum orchard changed varieties? Didn't I realize? I'm afraid that the people who appreciate the plum blossoms in this palace have changed, and their mood has also changed.

"Sister Shen Guifei likes it and responds to her scene."

The snow weighs down on the branches, and the branches seem to be overwhelmed. Fresh snow fell on the ground. When did the branches of this plum become so delicate?

"Oh, I see." The queen's lips pursed slightly, and Xiao Han held some fallen Rui Rui petals, but he didn't know that they were tougher than anything. In the autumn of withering flowers, he was alone, and he was fearless in the cold wind.

The soup woman in the queen's hand became colder, so she simply moved it to Xiao Han to report. The sleeve cage was still warm, and Tankou asked lightly: "I don't know what kind of friendship Sister Fu can have with Concubine Shen?" This palace also loves plums, if you can get the blessing sister to recommend, presumably you can also come with Sister Shen to appreciate the plum blossoms in this courtyard. The queen's eyes were slightly constricted, and her sideburns did not move.

In the early winter, I see the distant mountains, and the snow is green. The white plum is cold and cold, standing upright and blooming in the snow, not seeking to be gorgeous and eye-catching, just wanting to make the fragrance fragrant and fragrant this winter. The red plum is rippling, the snow is pressing the branches, and the frost is condensed, which makes the fire red warm this winter, and warms people's hearts and minds.

"The queen mother, the concubine and Shen Guifei don't have a deep relationship, but they have only met a few times. Since Niangniang and Sister Shen both love plum blossoms, they can talk about it. ”

"Really? Can she really talk to this palace? If it can be discussed, it would be great! ”

The plum garden is secluded and flowing, twisting a plum, refreshing the heart and spleen, blowing up the Qionghua bloom lightly, and the jade leaves are like cutting. Yan Shan's old dream into Xiaoxiang, don't worry about a lot of suffering, what's the matter?

If the friendship is not deep, he has other plans, and Fuxiu has dealings with different favorite concubines, so he must be idle today. Xu is approaching the end of the year, and the sisters just want to keep the New Year safe.

The queen smiled lightly on her lips, the hibiscus face was stunned by the flowers, the aunt shot the proud branches of the beauty, and the dark and shallow clumps were shiny. The rhinoceros said lightly: "Sister Fu, this palace doesn't like to move around in winter, and today I just follow the instructions of the imperial doctor, saying that the sun is warm today and comes out for a walk." Concubine Shen Guigong is afraid that she won't be able to see her before the end of the year. ”

The queen's red makeup is indifferent, but it is difficult to hide her weak body, and she does not show her intentions, ambiguous, or such a cold temperament, even if it is the first time I see it today, it is also a temptation.

When the plum garden flowers bloom, they fall into mud and dust, and only the fragrance is the same. looked at the woman in the red plum of Aoxue, bowed slightly, and smiled lightly.

Fu Xiu smiled: "If the queen feels that winter is long, you can invite the concubine and Changle Palace to accompany the queen mother." ”

The queen was stunned, and suddenly smiled at Fu Xiu, if the spring breeze is warm and the winter is covered in silver, even if the Tao is different and the plan is different, but it can also maintain the original feeling.

The queen felt that her palms were slightly warm, and she spat out a faint jade word: "Yes, the two of us met here to negotiate, and it was also fate." If Sister Fu is free, she can often come to Changle Palace to walk, my Changle Palace is clean, and a pot of tea for two people is another world. "The queen's cheeks are smiling like flowers, reflecting Mei Jiao, and she is beautiful.

"The queen mother, if the concubine is empty. I often go to Changle Palace to accompany the queen. ”

"Okay, Sister Fu. Hongu remembers your words. As soon as the words fell, the queen ordered Xiao Han beside her to get up in the sedan chair.

Looking at the sound and shadow of the queen leaving in the snow, he couldn't help but murmur: "Queen, it turns out that she is also a poor person." I have been in the palace for so long, and I have not conceived a child. Think about it, she is a queen, but she is also a poor person. ”

Listening to Fu Xiu muttering, Jian Xi also said on the side: "Master, in the palace, who is not a poor person?" If we pity her today, who will pity us tomorrow? ”

"Yes, Jian Xi. Let's go back with Hongu! Since the people who look at the flowers are gone, what are we staying here for? ”

With that, Jian Xi went back with Fu Xiu in his arms.