——The face is like the spring breeze in March, gentle and with a hint of meandering, and like the ripples in the lotus pond in summer, just looking at it makes people feel calm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Concubine Xiang took Fuxiu's jade hand and did not let go, her cheeks were dark, her eyebrows were slightly curved, and she said: "Although there are many women in this Hemeng Imperial Palace, we will meet again if we have a fate, and my sister doesn't have to worry about it every day." ”

Xiang Concubine heard the words again, and finally couldn't help it, she laughed out loud, her expression was much brighter, she raised her eyebrows, and Gu did a thought, "This Xia Mei and Dong Mei belong to the same Mei, what do you and Xijia have to argue about?" ”

Concubine Xiang sighed lightly, and then said: "I have a discord with you, she, she has often come to my Changqing Palace these days to sigh, and I asked many times before I told the palace that I knew, and I originally wanted to find a time to go to you these days, but it was a coincidence that I didn't want to do it today." The palace will wait for Xijia to accompany her sister, and hope that her sister will be generous, and the girl will be stuffy these days. ”

Fuxiu raised his eyes to look at her, his beautiful eyes rubbed into a little moved, his face was slightly softened, and he was no longer so restrained and stiff, he had never seen such a person, timid as a fawn, innocently flashing big eyes, and her fine eyelashes covered her thoughts. Hearing this, he shook his head.

"It's not that I'm worried every day, but I can't be busy with anything else." Fuxiu added. "Xu is a lately empty man, people—just love to think about it."

Fu Xiu was stunned by her laughter, and he was overwhelmed for a while, his mind was spinning, and after thinking for a while, he realized that the mysterious palace concubine was the cousin of Xiang Concubine... It's a coincidence that no book is written. I don't feel grateful to God, my love affair with her has not been broken.

Fuxiu listened to her again, and held her jade hand, and his tone was soft and glutinous, as if he was laughing. "Sister Xiang, where is this? Naturally, my sister won't be surprised by this, if she is really angry, at most she will be angry that she doesn't say anything, which makes her sister easy to find. ”

Fu Xiu looked at the sky sideways, smiled at people early, and gently withdrew his hand. "Sister will say goodbye first, if you meet again another day." After that, Fu Xiu waited for Jian Xi and walked to Gantang Palace step by step.

Xiang Concubine looked at the back of Yiren gradually moving away, the smile on her cheeks gradually faded, and her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly to hide the slightest coldness.

After living in this back court for a long time, there are a lot of faces, and when you see someone, you can naturally put on what face to make each other happy, defenseless, Xiang Concubine closed her phoenix eyes, and hid the complexity of each, such a self is the most disliked person in the boudoir before, but she can't escape.

Xiang Concubine raised her hand, flicked the spring, spring and spring, it was just a spring, although the flowers were fruitless, and finally made themselves fall into this idiot, but it was not as good as the pines and cypresses, no flowers and no extravagant hope to have fruits, a plain life, it is a long-term plan, but a short life for decades, what is the fun?

Winter, plum garden.

The night was just right, Zhang Wenning remembered that the plum garden was a dark fragrance floating, sent someone to prepare cake brewing, and went to the clothes.

The wind is cold but not cold, Zhang Weng Ning brushed off the falling flowers on the stone seat, lined the beautiful scenery of the good day, invited the moon to drink, and murmured: "The moon covers Luo Ji and is afraid of the cold, and the small window reflects the silver for a long time." ”

Two or three people beside Zhang Wenning accompanied him, playing with his clothes, and his voice was soft. The fragrance of flowers is lingering, and the red lips are slightly hooked. Zhang Wenning got up and leaned on his hand, and said lightly: "It's been many days since I entered this place, and it's getting colder and colder." I don't see this plum in the winter in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Yang Xuru just ate tea in the Gantang Palace of Fuxiu, forgot the delay, and now it is night, but it is a little cool, so he put on a fox fur and a big coat, and the young lady holds the plum branch lotus moon lamp made by the Shangyuan Festival to guide the way.

On the way, I passed by the plum garden, the lights and stars, the life was checked, and the songs were not endless. Yang Xuru heard the sonorous voice of Lin Zhonghuan, and his sleeves sounded slightly, so he listened to the man's words, and said with a smile: "Sister, Jiangnan is like spring all year round, and it is very supportive, and if you live in this north for a long time, you will yearn for Jiangnan." ”

The smell of daylilies enters the scene, not as cold as plum blossoms, nor sweet and mellow like wine, but Zhang Wenning didn't know why the little master of the palace came to step on the snow, so he said: "Although the scenery in the palace is beautiful, in my heart it is not as good as the water town Jiangnan, which is my hometown." ”

The wine in the cup was drunk, Zhang Weng Ning poured himself full, and when he drank it again, there was already one more cup of wine on the case, and at the end of the words, the clear voice was like a spring stone, "I don't know which palace sister has time to come here, since it is fate, why not come and drink a good wine together?" ”

Zhang Weng Ning narrowed his starry eyes, as if he was savoring the mellow taste on the tip of his tongue.

Yang Xuru took a step forward, and the shop was greeted with a strong smell of wine, Qingniang frowned, deliberately pulled the corners of her clothes, glanced at her with a variety of watery eyes, and whispered a warning to Hugh to be rude.

Yang Xuru stepped forward slowly, Yurong dyed a smile, and said: "Sister, naturally, after all, there are relatives in my hometown who are worried about day and night, count, I haven't seen him for a few years, I miss it very much!" ”

Yang Xuru forgot something in a trance, but she thought about it, Ying Ying bowed down and said: "Concubine Yanxi Palace is like a noble Yang family has seen her sister, I don't know who my sister is?" “

Yang Xuru slowly sat opposite the talented person, and the jade was lightly flicked, blocking the exquisite jade cup, and said softly: "Sister, drink less, you will inevitably catch a cold at night, if you are looked at by someone who cares, I am afraid that right and wrong are indispensable." “

The ripples of the plum petals dispersed into the wine, the dark fragrance mixed into the wine, and the mellow and drunk flowers, Zhang Weng Ning said softly: "Sister, it's just that there are some people who miss their hometown, but it's not in the way." Sister doesn't have to be polite, let's be polite! ”

Holding the dew, Zhang Weng Ning took the luminous cup with two fingers and carefully inspected it, the green color was mild and moist, and the pan clear light was as quiet and serene as the night, and he opened his lips and chanted. "In the morning, the curtain rolls up with light cream, and you can try plum makeup."

Hearing his words, Zhang Weng Ning chuckled, objected to the plum blossom brewing, and took a petal of plum wine to drink, "It's not in the way, it's just a plum blossom brewed by my sister, this wine is fragrant but not drunk, and it's just an ordinary scenery and wine tasting, my sister is afraid that she will be too careful." "Untie the Ambilight Kodan, and the flowers are hand-picked, but it is light.

Zhang Weng Ning took a breath, suddenly turned into a white mist, coughed lightly, frowned slightly, and looked at the vermilion palace wall, the boxy sky, "If you can be accompanied by this scene for the rest of your life, you will not lose your happiness." ”

The sparse shadow is horizontally slanted, the water is shallow, the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon, and now this solo dance under the moon also has an artistic conception.

It's cold in the heights, who knows how those masters and mothers are doing? Yang Xuru responded with a smile: "Sister, my sister just said it casually, but it aroused my sister's homesickness, it really shouldn't be!" ”

Standing beside the talented person, Yurong dyed a smile, and her eyes quietly looked at the frost under the moon in front of her.

Yiren danced to figure out that the shadow was haggard, smelled the fragrance of wine and saw that the plum blossom was brewed in the lamp, very delicate, and lowered his eyes to enjoy the mirror flowers and moon, and the mood was also very good.

[Seeing such an attitude of a talented person, he must be intoxicated, and he can't bear to wake up, but in reality it is cruel] talented people...... This is in the palace, and for a day, how can you be happy?