Chapter 201: Remembering the Past (10)
Hearing Fu Xiu's words, the delicate and soft words suddenly became firm, thinking that Concubine Duan must have listened to what Concubine Shen said, no wonder rumors have been spreading recently, I am afraid it is true. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Do you want me to invite her? Qingning is not worthy of her, Concubine Shen's family has a prominent status, but I am afraid that I will not be able to invite her. I expected you to be so close to her. ā
"Fu Xiu, now you are no longer from the queen's side, the most important thing is to settle down, Concubine Duan and Concubine Shen, let it go, let me go for a while, and then make a final decision."
I don't know when I became so worried, Shen Guifei Jiang is not a master to be messed with, and now Na Fuxiu has also become elusive, heh, I am just a chess, a chess in danger, too much.
"It's not early, I've been out for a long time, but it's more revealing when I come back, take care." Fuxiu didn't want to look at her with clear eyes and smoke, and turned her back, and she was a person who couldn't let go. After all, she has to worry about me and her family.
Fuxiu walked on the secluded path scattered by the stars in the middle of the night, the thin gauze and the moon, hazy and nonsensical. The moon is bright, and I am sad. Yao staggered but accepted joy, I don't admit my fate, I only recognize myself!
Concubine Duan's matter, so you won't let me go, sister, only if you sacrifice can you save me......
A few months later, Fu Xiu once again stepped into the Qingning Palace.
Concubine Rong looked at the snow outside the window, it was the first one of the year, and the snow was so big that it pressed the old thoughts in her heart and ached faintly. Most of the injuries are healed, but the root of the disease is branded, and the winter is uncomfortable, and the cough is terrible. is already in a cold situation, and people's hearts have long been gone, and they are too cold. Silver flowers and green trees, but I endure my frustration, the red paint on the red door is covered with a layer of old color, thin coats, and the bedding is still cold to the bone, and I can't help but cry.
Only the Hua Sui who serves, the master and the servant depend on each other. The snow is dazzling in the harsh winter. Disturbed. Sick and suffering, but only thinking about his night visit and tenderness, he will never forget it. Life and death have fate, I don't know whether it is sentimentality, but also love.
Hua Sui helped Concubine Rong to stand up, and quietly leaned against the green pillar beside the bed. Suddenly, a figure flashed by the window, "Heh, what is she doing?" ā
"Today's assistant concubine of the power of the six palaces, is she here to see my sister's jokes?"
Concubine Rong sneered and was weak, but she didn't want to see it, "Qingning is too young, why deignate...... Ahem...... cough cough cough cough ...... "Concubine Rong coughed non-stop, her black hair and waist hung down half-covered, and she almost fell on the bed.
Fu Xiu was served by Jian Xi and Ming Xi, and slowly walked into the Qingning Palace, but the heat wave noodles were mixed with the astringency and bitterness of the medicine, thinking that it was the people who took medicine all the year round to have this smell left, Fu Xiu took the handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and moved to the front of the bed, thinking that this move was not appropriate, so he put down the Jinpa, saw that he coughed non-stop, shook his head and sighed softly, the world is finally difficult to complete.
Fu Xiu stood on the side of the couch, and when he saw Concubine Rong almost falling off the couch, he finally helped him up, hooked his lips and smiled, and my heart finally couldn't come down. She didn't come to see her for a long time, she didn't expect that she was so haggard, and after all, she gradually alienated her.
Fuxiu looked around, sat down on a small stool next to the couch, opened his lips lightly, and said, "My sister is like a fire, and she is a grudge." This concubine came today, just to be entrusted by someone. ā
The tea cup handed over by the palace maid serving in Qingning Palace, Fu Xiu blew lightly, handed the ginseng tea to Concubine Rong's mouth, and said with a smile: "Sister should take a good breath first, so that you can know if Qingning will allow me?" ā
Concubine Rong was helped but her vigilance increased a lot, and she thought a lot, but she also saw that she was not as fickle as she was before, and she was even more indispensable to the instantaneous changes, heh, laughing at her incompetence, what can she do.
"Entrusted by men...... And someone can ask someone like you to come to see me...... mediocre person."
Concubine Rong leaned on the green wood again, the cold wood, a touch of cold to the bottom of the heart, the face was like frost, pale without a trace of blood, it happened that Hua Sui returned with the decoction, seeing this, put the decoction and busily went to set up the bedding, and saluted to Fuxiu and asked for peace: Fu Concubine Niang Wan Fu Jin'an. After saluting, Hua Sui faded aside and stood quietly.
Fuxiu lowered his eyes and saw that the brocade was dilapidated, and the embroidered flowers and birds were no longer what they were before, and she knew that she had worked hard all the way, even if she didn't want to see each other in every way, Na Yurong, you couldn't be ruthless after all.
"Qingning doesn't have tea, so I really don't want to go." Concubine Rong said lightly.
Qingning Guo Qingning, sit for a while and feel cold to the bones, already cold, now it is even colder, watching the waiting palace maid enter the palace to ask for a salute, and pick up the medicine bowl on the pear blossom wooden tray with no hands, green smoke curling, as if to add a warmth to this hall, but not a glass of water.
Fu Xiu hooked his lips and smiled, picked up the medicine bowl with both hands, twisted the medicine spoon lightly, it was slightly cool, and put it into Concubine Rong's jade hand, raised her eyelashes, and said lightly: "Sister is so arrogant, doesn't it make that person's heart cold?" ā
When he lifted the medicine bowl, he didn't know what to scratch the tortoiseshell armor, and when he looked down, he saw that the brocade quilt had already been decolorized, and the embroidery thread had been cut by the armor just now, and the thread was exposed....... But someone deliberately withheld it? Immediately afterwards, Fuxiu said: "Although my sister told me, I will definitely go to tell the emperor the truth." ā
In this palace, if only he will think about me for a thing or two, but I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse, she handed over the medicinal food to be warm, holding a smell of medicine, looking at her face, she can't hide after all.
"He asked you to come?" Concubine Rong whispered.
Concubine Rong avoided her face, leaning against Aoki, but looking out the window, the snow was getting more and more rapid, and they were surging like goose down, and the pears fell silently
"You shouldn't have come...... Cough...... We are friends and foes, you don't need to come and see me......" Concubine Rong clasped the medicine bowl with both hands, and suddenly burst into tears. Whimpering and choking, resentful and helpless.
Fuxiu saw Concubine Rong crying, he should have been happy, but after all, he was ruthless, sighed lightly, shook his head slightly, hooked his lips and smiled bitterly and raised his eyelashes, and looked at Yiren, he was envious of her in his heart, although he was lingering on the sickbed and married to a non-beloved person, at least there was someone who treated her sincerely, and he had no regrets in this life. Thinking about himself, although he is ashamed of wearing gorgeous clothes and eating jade plates, he has nowhere to talk about the pain and sadness.
Fuxiu said in a low voice: "Knowing that only he cares about you, you should cherish him even more." Immediately afterwards, Fuxiu said: "You are my own sister, friends and enemies are only in a thought, and I only do things and not people." ā
It was silent, and it was snowing outside, but it was also silent. The branches have long been gone, and now they are full of silver trees, sad flowers and frost, and agarwood dancing in the moon. Concubine Rong gritted her teeth and indulged, and she gasped for breath. The medicine bowl kept shaking, and it almost overturned in an instant. His lips trembled and he confided four words, "Is he okay......"
It is true that I have been glorious for half my life, but it is a false dust, I love him but I can't help him, and I miss him is such an unbearable extravagance.
When Concubine Rong couldn't regret it, crystal tears flashed across her cheeks, and she no longer felt weird. "I don't know why he asked you to come, but the Jiang family's hatred for you is also because of me...... I knew that I shouldn't have seen each other today......"
Rong Feihao struggled, picked up the medicine bowl, and Mengxi helped her take a few bites before she stopped eating. Looking at her luxury, she is noble. blame yourself for not having the ability, where does the heart come from in the palace? Leave a trace of residual warmth, pull his hand, cold and insensitive, and finally let go of the spirit of boiling people, soft as floating and sinking
"Thank you, Fuxiu."
You can't sleep together in life, you can't sleep in the same hole in death, you miss each other, you love each other, it's just a flashy scene. Fu Xiu looked at Concubine Rong's eyes and said lightly: "Everything is fine with him, I just hope that you will be happy forever." ā
Fu Xiu paused, and then said: "My sister is inconvenient to recruit a doctor here, I have an acquaintance with my sister in the palace, she has studied medicine since she was a child, and her medical skills are also worthy of the country, so I invited her to visit my sister in my spare time." It's not too early, so I'd better go back first! ā
As soon as the words fell, Jian Xi and Ming Xi slowly walked out of the Qingning Hall with Fu Xiu in their arms, this is the second time that Fu Xiu has come to the Qingning Hall after Concubine Rong was demoted, it is more desolate and deserted than before.
In the withering years, I was heartbroken for my father to enter the palace, the merciless cold wind, the loneliness that came from the roar, and the desolation was the stinging heart. The situation is turbulent, and I have no choice but to admit that I am a friend and a friend, and it is his Li Disability who entrusts me, presumably the Dong family is sincere. Auntie, you can be safe.
"You have a heart after all, Fuxiu......"
Concubine Rong saw Fu Xiu leaving slowly, lowered her head and didn't see her eyes, and muttered, "Sister, the road is slippery and slow." Hua Sui, who was waiting beside him, saw Fu Xiu leaving, and couldn't help but worry, "Master, Fu Concubine Niangniang, you know......"
Concubine Rong gasped, still leaning on the green wood pillar, looking at the snow flying, filled with a layer of indifference, Nafuxiu is not gullible, I finally followed my heart.