Summer has slowly passed, and it seems that autumn is almost coming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In autumn, the wind is shrouded, sad, solemn, and restless. Whoever plays butterfly love in the distance, makes the heart Chu, and the butterfly rain flies into the sky. The past is layered, and the autumn wind is unprovoked. The floating west wind always brews, and it is impossible to avoid it, and the world is difficult.

Under the blue clouds, above the yellow leaves, autumn is being redecorated. The imperial garden is full of Du Ruokai, all kinds of style.

It's a pity that when Du Ruo opened it again, it was already a matter of time.

The gentle light crumpled in the glass-like blue sky, drunk in the gentle township, dyed into a golden yellow, and also had the same temperature as the sun.

On this day, Concubine Rong invited Fuxiu to the Imperial Garden to get together.

"This autumn, some of them are sentimental, Sister Fuxiu said, isn't it?" Concubine Rong quietly walked past Fu Xiu, a burst of autumn breath, slowly got up, quietly drifted down to the ground and mourned yellow, the feeling of barren grass and blue lotus sky, and was also dyed with a little helpless grief and indignation by a red maple

Her ascension is undoubtedly her own defeat, and she is also a member of the Na clan, how can this life-and-death battle break out on herself.

Concubine Rong looked at the prosperity of the place expressionlessly, the flowers were no longer in full bloom, and she couldn't hear the warbler crying on the trees.

Hearing Concubine Rong's delicate voice, Fuxiu looked back and bumped into the unwillingness in her eyes.

The steps are swaying, and the sound is soft in the dry clear sky. Feng Yan smiled, I'm afraid that now that we are in the same position, she is very dissatisfied. Who said that autumn can only be sentimental? His eyes were sparkling, looking at the person in front of him. At this time, Fu Xiu said: "Sister Rong, we miss the towering tree, but ignore the maple tree that burns like a torch, and when we feel sorry for the withered pink lotus, we forget that there are all kinds of styles, and the gorgeous golden azuros are blooming. Sister Rong's mood was not so sad before. ”

"It's helpless to burn it all, right? Sister Fuxiu has a lot of emotion and unique insights! ”

Standing at the end of the remnants of the flower, I was negligent for a while, and I was almost the target of everyone, and now I cover up the past, how can I step into the old road again?

"The maple is red, it's really true" Concubine Rong looked at the nearest maple tree, a red dazzling, can be said to be red and hot dazzling, reached out to pick a piece, and put the thin stalk under the leaf, such a fragile life, but in an instant red as blood.

But for me, the red ones are not warm and cold. Autumn makeup is a little bit, and there is always a trace of red rhyme in the mourning yellow, leading, mixing, and inseparable.

It's really not speculative for more than half a sentence, listening to his complaining tone, I don't like it in my heart, I came out to enjoy the scenery, this person is too bad for the scenery. Thinking of what happened a few months ago, he sneered even more, not wanting to say anything, Fu Xiu pulled a maple leaf red, sniffed lightly, calmed down the restlessness, and said lightly: "My sister doesn't dare to say anything more to my sister, otherwise others are afraid that they will have to say something carefully." My sister really can't do it. ”

Fu Xiu no longer paid attention to her, and admired Du Ruo's full house.

The cold wind blows like pins and needles, and is sighing, when will it turn around? The years are like water, the face is easy to age, and the life is short. Don't hesitate to look far away, the extreme sight, the scenery is infinite.

"Sister, you can't be cautious in your words and deeds, why do you have a foothold in the palace!" Concubine Rong chuckled.

The angry maple red danced really, like a phantom, and red and bewitching. Mourning yellow mixed with red, who will tell what kind of intention it is? It's just that autumn is approaching, and the storm is rising again.

It's hard to laugh anymore, she was my own sister, my sister of the same mother and father, she used to treat me very well, but it's a pity that it is not what it used to be, and it is impossible to have half a sisterhood. Hao Hao's white jade wrist was gently provoked, and a leaf of red maple in his hand was picked up, fluttering to the ground.

"Concubine Fu Niangniang has been very noble recently, and even the palace has to respect you for three points now, Na Fuxiu, you are condescending now, will you still put my Na Yurong in your eyes?"

Concubine Rong looked sideways, disdainful, even so, "Even if it is fate, I don't believe in fate!" I'm going to pull you down and stomp under your feet hard, Nafusius, you don't deserve to be on top of me. ”

Seeing this, Fuxiu didn't say anything, but smiled and quietly watched Concubine Rong open her teeth and claws.

If even such a soft-skinned sister is like this, then this harem is really difficult to move an inch.

Yan returned to the north and south wind array, and wanted to chase the tail of summer but suddenly lost autumn. The eyes are full of hazy colors, it is deep and indifferent, and the bamboo forest is cloudy. Dim light, a thousand thoughts. Listening to his words, he is full of disdain, and his heart is too high, which will eventually be a double-edged sword, and he will make himself bleed if he hurts others. Jun Mochu is like this, and he has been harmed by him recently.

Fu Xiufeng's eyes were slightly raised, with a slightly surprised gaze. "Sister, you are a concubine, and my sister is just a concubine. And where is it condescending? Isn't my sister thinking that she has done something to demean her identity? ”

This is really provocative and ridiculous. Concubine Rong smiled evilly, why should a person who is embarrassed care, after all, she is no longer her own sister, but a powerful rival, she really has to be guarded against.

"Is my sister a villain, I have heard too many slanderous rumors, and she is not shallow? Sister, you have to be careful in the future, don't listen to the villain's slander anymore! ”

If Concubine Rong did it on purpose, she wouldn't be afraid. What are you, but relying on yourself to be my own sister, I will not take you seriously at all!

The sound of the maple leaf rustled non-stop, and the red blood-like killing intent was revealed. Rong Feiyu grasped the fist, and Ko Dan printed a red rhyme on the palm of her hand, and raised her voice in anger. Step by step, he pressed in front of Fuxiu. The eyes are deep and unusually sharp.

"Nafuxiu, I warn you, I am your eldest sister, the eldest lady of Nafu, don't think that because the Queen Mother likes you, I won't dare to touch you and belittle your identity? Oh, no matter what, my eldest lady's identity is higher than your fifth miss's identity! ”

At this time, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the leaves fell to the ground.

Fuxiu's eyes were sharp, and when he mentioned the word eldest sister, he finally broke out, and slapped his hands up, leaving five finger red marks, so he was not soft. Na Yurong, you have relied on being my eldest sister since you were a child, bullying me and excluding me.

Unfortunately, today's Nafuxiu is no longer yesterday's Nafuxiu. This slap can be regarded as my revenge for the **** who ordered someone to beat Jian Xi.

"Concubine Rong, you are so disrespectful and blasphemous to the Queen Mother, can you be guilty, how can the Queen Mother guess at will?" Fukuxiu snapped.

Concubine Rong looked at Fu Xiu and finally didn't know it, watching her transform with every word, she will change after all, everyone is like this.

In this way, I laughed, I laughed, laughed at her stupidity, laughed at her shallowness, laughed at her ignorance.

"If no one knows, he must not do it. Fuxiu, I know about you and Jun Mochu. How could this palace admit that you were at your mercy and let you kill? The Queen Mother is the Queen Mother, and you ......, the body of the ant steps on my head, the Fu Concubine Niangniang is bold, and she will not be afraid, right? ”

Concubine Rong waved her skirt and turned around to stop looking at Fu Xiu, except for Jun Mochu, only I know about her affairs.

Na Fuxiu, so do it yourself, she happened in the east window, don't blame the eldest sister for being ruthless, cutting off your back road!

"Na Yurong, from today on, you and I are no longer sisters!" Fuxiu said towards the back of Concubine Rong leaving.

No longer look at her, close her eyes and be ruthless, raise her eyes to look at the sky, the autumn sky, with a trace of poignant sorrow, miserable and cold, it is autumn, the maple is infinite, but so.

Walking all the way to the red of mournful yellow leaves mixed with maple leaves, Fu Xiu left the imperial garden step by step and returned to Gantang Palace.