Mourn its misfortune and be angry with it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoWho didn't come from a low position? If you were timid, you shouldn't have entered the palace in the first place. The autumn wind swept the sky and became cooler, and the glass of wine was no longer cold. I clasped my cold hands and tried to convey warmth, but I didn't know how the same cold hands could warm each other. In vain, there is no helplessness.

"Sister Ning Concubine, I lamented that it was better to think of some ways to compete for more favor. If you want not to become a victim, you must first be strong and not cowardly. ”

Fuxiu felt a sudden dizziness, snapping the wine bottle to pieces, as if he was drunk, unintentionally, and as if he was sober and intentionally came. When I raised my eyes, I saw that the hot wine was mixed with dust all over the ground, and it was still steaming mist, so unwilling, but I couldn't escape the ultimate fate. I looked at it and laughed, it's never up to me to fight or not, so why do you persuade others like this? Probably she is too much like me once was, and I am afraid that one day she will repeat my mistakes. I walked down the pavilion, and the wind was as thin as a cotton.

"Hongu is a little drunk, and it's time to go back. Sister Ning, please take care of yourself! ”

Concubine Ning wanted to add two lines of wine, but she didn't want to just hear a crisp sound, and the origin and extinction were all gone with this cup. I stood up and saluted, my eyebrows lowered.

"The concubine sends the mother."

Concubine Ning's half-kneeling body had not been lifted for a long time, and she watched Fu Xiu's figure gradually dissipate in the wind. After a long time, he was helped up by the slave and maid who were waiting, and the good yang was more than halfway. The pavilion was filled with the smell of intoxicating wine, and I wanted to get drunk a lot, so I fell asleep like this, but today I was rarely awake, and I thought about the words of Fuxiu, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Gantang Palace.

In the middle of the night, the nightmare was so frightened that he couldn't sleep all night, Fu Xiu dreamed of a vicious dog chasing after him for no reason, and woke up in a daze, Jian Xi and Ming Xi were worried, "The little master frightened the slave and maid yesterday." Fuxiu tapped her on the head, provoking and comforting, but Jian Xi thought that it was inappropriate, and carefully told her the dream, she panicked: "The little master's dream is unlucky, today, the little master should not go out." ”

I have never been superstitious, and I was scheduled to visit the queen today, but I did not dare to overstep the appointment. More than half of the hour has passed. The mouth of the plum is swaying the pink sleeves, and the melt is not like a winter. Pierce through the iris drapery, and wear makeup as usual. With a moon-white song, the more the flowers drooped through the flower corridor. It was not easy to arrive at her hall, and suddenly remembered the dream, sighed lightly and finally dispelled his doubts, gently brushed his sideburns and smiled, and the concubine lips puffed lightly, and bowed to her aunt. When he was independent, he tightened his clothes.

Changle Palace.

The night snow curtain is cold, and the shadow reflects the stone bridge. The flowers and branches are prime, fragrant and elegant, wrapped in spring tide. Speechless, leaning on the branches and smiling, Mei Yu dyed the deep palace dripping, and Yan was drunk and swaying. The cold material is steep, and the clouds are happy. Picking red powder and inserting the mirror, sighing that there are few red plums, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows is pretty. Xuanya courtyard fragrant mist, how to resist flowers flying flowers, spring twilight evergreen peach. Don't complain that there are few friends, and shake off the arrogance of everyone. The queen sat lazily on her forehead and sat on the beauty floor, looking at the vast snow pressing the branches. The queen lifted the curtain with a crisp bead curtain, and the constricted cold wind was biting.

"The little girl of the Na family, I don't know if she is related to Yurong."

"Yurong, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I miss her very much. Thinking that this family has always been kind to me, I let someone in at this moment. Please come in! The queen instructed Xiao Han beside her.

The little maid diligently took Fuxiu into the main hall of the Bailu Palace, and the Linghua mirror was skillfully placed in the hall to reflect the beauty of the temple.

The nameless fog in the hall rose, and Fu Xiu still saluted Shen Guifei in accordance with etiquette, "Concubine Shen Guifei Niangniang, Shen Guifei Niangniang Wanfu Jin'an." "The gilt silver on the arm is not as cool as the autumn wind. The green feather eyelashes fluttered, the light was invisible, and the nameless incense should be a wooden leaflet. Fu Xiu looked at the beaded curtains lined up and rattled, and Shen Guifei's brocade clothes and embroidered clothes were Mingying was sighing, and she was sighing, "Doesn't Shen Guifei Niangniang blame the concubine for coming late?" ”

Rarely hear the cries. Fu Xiu's words and deeds are proper, not coquettish or flattering, and he is not angry or angry. The nightmare re-invaded, frowning and rubbing her eyebrows, she picked Dai Bu and said: "Shen Guifei Niangniang, the concubine had a dream yesterday, and a vicious dog actually fell into a dream for no reason, Shen Guifei Niangniang said that it is not strange?" ”

Upright and upright, soft and weak voice. It's just that the bottom of the eyes is pale blue, as if it is showing something.

"Rest up! The visitor is a guest, and this palace will definitely not blame. It's hard for you to have a heart, and you still come to see this palace in such a cold weather. Little peach, look at the tea. “

The north wind swept the ground, the fragrant mist was thick, and the cold air steamed into snow, which fell flutteringly, wetting the paper paste window, elegant and fragrant.

"Oh? How could Sister Fukuyu dream of these unclean things for no reason? “

Concubine Shen raised her hand and shook the cup gently, and a wisp of tea fragrance overflowed across my face, a trace of warmth. The white jade bracelet bumped inadvertently, shattering the silent warm room melting. "Seeing that your face is not good, I'm afraid I'm scared. This tea has a calming effect, you taste it. ”

Fu Xiu raised her eyebrows and looked at her palace room with more gold and jade ornaments, but she was just a noble concubine, and the bedroom was bright and dazzling. Fuxiu thought to himself, green silk covering his forehead. The lighting is particularly good, and then his eyes enter Jing Yiran.

Fu Xiu took the teacup, and the words between his lips and teeth were clear, "Sister Shen Guifei, maybe, the reason for the restlessness is that I want to see you today." Fuxiu picked up a wisp of green silk with his fingertips, he was really weird recently. Fukuhu muttered to himself. In short, I have changed imperceptibly, not good, not bad, and conform to everything. "The mother is just a concubine, and the residence is so gorgeous." Fuxiu raised his eyebrows and didn't hurry, "If you don't say it, the concubine will think that she has entered the queen's bedroom." ”

I raised my eyebrows slightly, and with a smile, this woman is today. It's like you're prepared. I put the teacup down slightly, and a crunch broke the silence. Is Xiaoyi questioning the palace or the queen?

Shen Guifei leaned lazily on the chaise longue and watched Fu Xiu look like a clown jumping off the beam and wanted to be the protagonist, which was really ridiculous. I want to think that I know the rules, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that. My phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile gradually rose to the corners of my lips.

"The queen mother is in charge of the things rewarded by the harem, naturally there will be nothing wrong, these are just a few points. Thinking that there were no such objects in the temple of Sister Fuxiu, it was natural to question them. ”

Concubine Shen looked at Fuxiu's blue eyes, and suddenly smiled, and was relentless for a while.

"It's the dream of Sister Fuxiu...... Hongu thinks it's interestingly tight. This palace has never had such a dream of unclean cathode, I think it is the emperor's son of heaven, and the yang energy is extremely strong. The emperor often comes to this Bailu Palace to walk around, and the palace is also blessed. ”

The trimmed Jinpa half-covers the face, like the love of a shy girl.