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In the afternoon, it was quiet in Cuiwei Palace. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Outside the window, the autumn sun is thick, and a few bushes of evening flowers are in full bloom, echoing with the big tree full of yellow leaves, golden and eye-catching.

In the morning, I spent a long time with Ma Lian'er and Xiao Ruhua on the shore of Qiushui Lake, I was in a displeased, and I didn't have the heart to eat lunch, but I just drank a few mouthfuls of thin soup, and then ordered the little maids to withdraw from the table.

At this time, Xiao Yunjin was lazily leaning on the brocade couch, in a daze, thinking about his thoughts.

What she still doesn't understand is why Xiao Ruhua's attitude towards her is so reversed, which is like the previous paragraph. Now there is a Ma Lian'er who suddenly appears to be quiet on the surface. What are their intentions in drawing so close to her? Is it good or bad?

What makes Xiao Yunjin even more anxious is that her true appearance is not outstanding, and her family background is not prominent, why does the Queen Mother treat her differently, and the other show girls are rewarded with things that can be understood and accepted, why she and Xiao Ruhua are only rewarded with the calligraphy and paintings of the first emperor Yizong.

"Could it be that the powder is at work?"

She was puzzled.

What's more, Brother Xiao Bodhisattva, who entered the palace together, is not only a cut higher, but also the first to sleep, and the Queen Mother's care for her is already very obvious.

"Alas, what's even more terrifying is that Xiao Ruhua can know about such a big thing, why don't I know!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yunjin let out a long sigh in his heart, and a wisp of desolation and helplessness slowly crept up in his heart, getting thicker and thicker, and his heart palpitated.

It's lonely!

Unconsciously, Jin Crow is out of class, and Jade Rabbit is worth more.

Today is a big day, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the dinner is much more sumptuous than usual.

According to the "History of Liao", the Khitans killed a white dog on August 8 and buried it seven steps away before the sleeping tent, but the dog's mouth must be exposed outside the soil. Seven days later, on August 15, the tent was moved over the dogs.

Obviously, this is a primitive religious activity of the Khitans.

Taking advantage of the fact that he didn't take people to move the sleeping tent, Xiao Yunjin didn't let the fans follow, and moved out of the hall alone.

There is a big silver platter in the sky, and there are fine gold leaves in the ground, which makes such a world magnificent, and walking on it is like playing music.

In the distance, the tall roof is clearly visible.

Nearby, the humble autumn insect chirped and whispered.

There is a gust of wind blowing, and it is very pleasant for a short time, but after a long time, I can't help but feel a little cool.

Suddenly, there was a warmth in the back.

"It's cold in the autumn night, the nobles are careful of catching a cold, let's go into the house, don't spend them and they have already arranged it."

When I looked back, it was a fan, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement.

Back in the warm pavilion, the little maid presented a cup of eight treasures to nourish the gods.

"Fan'er, there's nothing to do now, you go and listen to Yuxuan's sisters and sisters who are familiar with you! Today is a holiday, you can joke a little more and come back, you haven't gone out for a walk in a long time. ”

Xiao Yunjin took a sip of hot tea and whispered to Fan'er.

Fan Er understood, pursed his lips and smiled, and bowed away.

I didn't think it took too long, and after about two teas, I came back.

The little maids served Xiao Yunjin to lie down and retreated, leaving only the fans.

"Back to the nobles, when Sister Jin'er went that day, Xiao Xuanzhi was trying on the newly made clothes, and it seemed a little disrespectful, and Sister Jin'er's face was not very good-looking when she left."

Bow down and whisper.

"Oh."

After listening to the fans' comments, I understood.

"Fan'er, you and I may have to live a hard life, you better find another place, I don't blame you."

Slightly, Xiao Yunjin's face darkened, and he said unequivocally.

"Ah, nobleman, is it the slave who does not serve well? If there is anything wrong with the slave and maid, the nobleman can beat or scold. But if you let the slave and maid leave, the slave and maid will have to thank the nobleman with death. ”

As soon as these words came out, Fan'er's face changed greatly, her knees weakened, and she knelt in front of the brocade couch, pitiful.