Concubine Duan sighed in her heart, slowly opened her firm eyes, looked directly at the beauty in the palace, and said lightly, but it seemed to contain everything, and said lightly: "Find a chance to put it in Zhang's diet, this palace is in Yanxi Palace and others have good news, after the matter is completed, this palace will fulfill your wish." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info go down! ”

Duanfei Baiyi gently softened the corners of her forehead, I don't know when this headache will get better?

The good birds sing into a rhyme, but there is a hint of piercing. Qingxi took the porcelain vase in Mo Yue's hand, very cheerful. The frost fluttered in the air, and when she heard her words again, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were mandarin ducks, and her face changed instantly, this Zhang ..... Mo Yue handed over a pack of white powder, looked at the bag of medicine and trembled, hesitated for a long time and finally made up her mind.

Qingxi slowly took her medicine, and her lips opened, "Don't doubt the use of people." Do you doubt it? Qingxi paused, "When you need to think about it, please wait for Concubine Duanniang." If you don't get the news, you can't delay it. Qingxi held her porcelain vase, very worried, and slowly left Yanxi Palace.

That spring.

The wind is fragrant late, the flowers in the small courtyard come with rain, and the sound of the birds is low. The lotus plate is not green, and the small pond reflects the bamboo branches. Looking for spring to explore the willows, the willow wind is light, and the spring is thin and cold. The remnants of the snow melt, and the red plums are broken in the warm breeze of spring.

Fuxiu dotted cinnabar in the center of the eyebrows, and a red plum blossomed without dissipating, in a vain attempt to keep this glamorous shadow.

"Niangniang, Yu promised to see her, saying that it was to thank Niangniang for taking care of her. I have been invited to wait in the outer hall. Fu Xiu's hand to tie his hair paused slightly, thinking that this woman was also entrusted by King Hyun to take care of her, and he didn't have time to see her recently, so he came by himself, and turned to use a sandalwood hairpin to pick up three thousand green silk.

"Let's go, let's go see her! It's a grateful. “

Fuxiu lifted his skirt and walked to the outer hall, faintly with the fragrance of sandalwood. "It's been a long time, are you still used to the tea in Gantang Palace?"

Demure is like a flower shining on the water, the action is like the wind supporting the willow, the state is thick and true, the texture is delicate and even. The smiling spring is peachy, and the clouds are piled with green buns; The lips are full of cherry blossoms, and the teeth are fragrant. Haoling follows through, Yu Jiu swayed slightly, spring and summer, autumn fades and winter, and the flowers are similar every year. I remember that my family is in the middle of the road, and I want to be the concubine of Hyun Mansion, but I am in the palace. Don't argue, live a safe life, get the noble person to follow the Buddha, and the deep meaning of it naturally knows how.

When he arrived early, he sent a maid to tell him that he had come here to greet him, and he called people into the temple. He lowered his eyes, fluttered up, and said politely when he saw someone, "Promise that the Yu family has seen Concubine Fu." Then he replied, "Although it has been a long time, the tea in the Niangniang Palace, Jiuwei has always remembered it in my heart." ”

Whispering in the spring, the chill has not cleared a little. Fuxiu personally helped her up, saw her figure emaciated, and sighed secretly. "Get up! No need to be polite. “

Fu Xiu lifted the lid and skimmed the tea leaves without a match, watching the cold water beads on the lid roll down back to the curling tea, melt in and dissipate. Holding the gradually cooling tea, he took a sip of it, the strong fragrance burst out wantonly in his mouth, and the phoenix's eyes closed slightly.

"This palace has been brewing this tea for so many years, and it is only recently that I finally realized some truth. Before entering the palace, the palace can learn to make any tea, but after entering the palace, the palace can only brew and can only learn to make the tea that the emperor loves to drink. “

I know a little bit about the reason why she entered the palace, but it's a pity that I was in that relationship.

"You have been in the palace for a long time, and you have hesitated for so long in the promised position, presumably ...... That's what none of them want to see....... If you come, you will be safe, sister, and you should rest assured! “

Yu received the summons of Fuxiu and got up and sat down. Pick up the tea that I haven't tasted for a long time and taste it alone. Yiyi remembered the words of others, who is not competing for favor after entering the palace, since such a senseless appearance is afraid that there are very few, he still agrees and is ridiculed, but he doesn't care.

Yu's palm was filled with the residual warmth of the teacup, rubbing the cup noodles, and sighing softly, but he was not depressed. "Jiuwei knows that Concubine Fu will take care of her, otherwise how could Yu have lived so well if she promised to do so? Jiuwei is deeply honored. ”

With a shallow smile, revealing sadness, he always wasted his flowery years, and what he owed in this life was still himself after all.

Xiaoyuan is dyed green and red, spring is in the world, just a season after season, I can't bear the passage of time silently. Jiuwei, this palace can protect you for a while, but it can't protect you for a lifetime.

Therefore, the beginning of spring is warm, and the new branches and old willows are old. Shengong controlled the chess game year after year, but the chess pieces changed one after another, and some people have long been like scattered sand, drifting like smoke, and forgotten.

"It's always been like this in the palace, I only hear the newcomer laughing, and if you don't have a child to rely on like this palace, sooner or later you will lose your face, and you will lose your favor."

Fu Xiu's eyes were a little gloomy, and he was a little afraid, even if he knew from the beginning that the favor he still gave could not last long, but I still tried in vain to immerse myself, take advantage of my own short time, and fight for some warmth for myself. Maybe we are the same people, but the object of sentimentality has changed.

"If it is your plan to live such a life, this palace can only say all this, and you will continue to take care of it in the future and do your best."

The flowing water and clouds look at the floating year, and the autumn leaves of the Red River ditch fall with it. The colorful shadows swayed from the sun and the moon, and the people were alone and haggard day and night. Looking at the mountains and rivers exhausted, the dark fragrance is sparse and the water is shallow, living in the palace every day, coming and going, watching the six roads and listening to the eight directions, the plan is revived, the new people laugh, the old people cry, normalization.

"I know, but Jiuwei's ambition is not in the palace, and the person in his mind is not the emperor, so he really can't win the favor."

It's ridiculous, a little helpless, the eyebrows gather in the mountains, the indecisive pour out the stomach, and the cumin has no love.

"Jiuwei is a rotten wood that cannot be carved, and it has always been in the mother's mother, and I am grateful." His eyes were full of tears, his jade face was red, and his fingers were around Juanpa.

"All Jiuwei can do is to be cautious."

The plum blossoms fell geometrically, and the plum flute was complained. Where are the people? The excerpts babble and sing without listening, and turn into one story after another, as if immersed in a world where the years are quiet, piled up with a happy ending. But who can circulate in the red dust and give me a good life to rely on.

Fu Xiu's eyes lingered, looking at Yu's sad face, remembering that the pear blossoms had fallen for decades, and he was most fortunate to pass by him under the pear blossom tree. That's it, but they are all poor people, Fuxiu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a brocade pa, a little distressed.

"This palace heard from the queen mother that he will come to the palace in the near future, if you can't let go, it's good to go and see the queen mother often."

The hairpin pulls the green silk hair, the jasper gold platform, the high-rise Yuyu Golden Palace is blurred, and the wheels are far away. The branches of the tree bloom, the pear falls into snow and turns into mud, the morning and twilight, the love is lingering, and the tears flow first.

The spring breeze is not as good as you, the jade beads and platinum brocade are not very affectionate, the eyebrows are also excellent and happy, but there is no joy at the moment, holding Supa, tightly ravaging, and being dumb for a while.

"I met him once a month ago, and he said that he didn't have me in his heart, but that he owed me something for the choices his mother had made."

Yu pinned his head to the side, his eyes were gray, and the light was eclipsed, "It's all like this, I should have forgotten it, but I'm just a cheap!" ”