"I heard that I offended Concubine Hua on the road, but I didn't expect Concubine Hua to be so stubborn and sprinkle her anger on her subordinates, and the slave was worried that she would do something to us next." Bizhu is worried that Concubine Hua will make trouble in their birthday gift to the emperor.

Tang Ningnan was distracted, the entertainment industry has been crawling and rolling for so many years, she has seen all kinds of unspoken rules, she has always been reluctant to follow the crowd, so she can't receive good dramas, and she can't catch fire, but after all, it is a society under the rule of law, and there are limits to the unspoken rules.

It's also common for actors to play dim sum machines between actors, but no one dares to kill people directly, let alone just to get angry, although she knows that the times are different, but she still can't accept it, a person who should have smiled at her a few days ago is gone in a blink of an eye.

"Let Xiao Gardenia secretly burn some paper money for him, after all, he also died because of us and Concubine Hua."

"Yes." Then Tang Ningnan packed up and rested.

The flower room sends flowers every day according to the custom, and Tang Ningnan also instructs Bizhu to wash the flowers every day, add water to boil, and concentrate them to only one light.

She tried to recall the heroine she had filmed before as the heir to Jasmine Garden, a modern and modern drama, and recalled the method of making hydrosol from flowers.

The formula was also improved, adding agarwood, cloves, sandalwood, musk, ambergris and other woody spices and animal scent glands.

In addition, she also asked the priest to make a jade bottle according to the drawings she gave, and the inside was hammered with gold leaf as a straw, and a jade watering can similar to a modern perfume bottle was made.

finally waited for Feng Feihan's 25th birthday banquet, and the hydrosol she made was almost collected.

"Master, you have to hurry up, at this time, everyone is seated in Wanshouyuan, it's not good for you to go late." Bizhu urged Tang Ningnan to prepare for her makeup.

"Don't worry, you groom me slowly, just have a normal bun, by the way, Hongzhu, bring the dress that Si Yijia made for the palace a few days ago."

Hongzhu hurriedly found out the clothes, but asked puzzledly: "Master, other little masters participate in this kind of banquet with purple and red, heavy makeup, if you wear this plain blue, won't others be in the limelight, didn't you decide to compete for favor?"

"Red is naturally lined with people, but the summer in the capital is hot, and the banquet is that kind of occasion, the chips are staggered, the silk and bamboo are piercing, and the clothes are dressed in red and purple, isn't it more irritating? Just wear this. ”

In the Wanshou Garden, the princes and ministers, concubines and concubines have all taken their seats, and only the position of Concubine Xiao has been vacant.

"The concubine wishes the emperor a safe dragon body and a long life." Concubine Hua raised her wine glass to salute Emperor Xuanyue, and Emperor Xuanyue also symbolically raised her glass in return, and after toasting, Concubine Hua sat down with her body upright, and looked at the seat of Concubine Xiao who was unseated opposite, and showed a smug smile.

"Little, this time the palace depends on how you end."

The banquet is lively and vulgar, the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, the banquet is staggered, the words are happy, the music is harmonious, and the singing and dancing are not fake, but it is a rare thing in the palace, which makes people only annoyed.

In the middle of the banquet, Concubine Hua suddenly spoke; "Hey, why hasn't Sister Concubine Xiao come yet, I misunderstood Sister Concubine Xiao and General Chen Zhan that day, and I haven't had the opportunity to apologize to her, and I want to take advantage of the emperor's east wind today to ask for my sister's forgiveness, why can't I see her now."

Prime Minister Sima Cheng took over again: "Yes, Your Majesty, Wechen heard that Concubine Xiao Niangniang specially prepared a gift for the emperor's birthday, and now everyone's gifts have been dedicated to the emperor, why Concubine Xiao Niangniang has not yet arrived, and Weichen also wants to see what kind of birthday gift Concubine Xiao Niangniang prepared for the emperor." ”

Feng Feihan looked at Chen Zhan with half-squinted eyes, his face showed amusement, the little stumbling blocks he made for him were not as uncomfortable as letting him enter the palace every noon to talk to Concubine Xiao.

It's thanks to Concubine Xiao who figured out those tricks, he was miserable every day, and he didn't make any big moves, but Feng Feihan couldn't see the relationship between the two of them clearly at this time, the two seemed to have been discordant for a long time, and they didn't know where to start their personal relationship.

"General Chen, your body is almost recovering."

"Thank you for the emperor's concern, the last general has fully recovered."

"That's good."

"Your Majesty, the last general ......" Chen Zhan was about to explain that he didn't know where Concubine Xiao was, when the candles flickered, and only a figure was faintly visible under the moonlight. Su Mingju guided the emperor to look at the liquid pool outside the Wanshou Garden.

"Your Majesty, look."

I saw a small boat carrying a huge bronze mirror slowly coming on the lake, and there was a graceful woman in front of the bronze mirror, with no makeup and green shirt, and elegant clothes.

Gu Zuo raised his wrist and lowered his eyebrows, looked at the right side of the light Shu Yun hand, the water sleeve was like a pen walking, flying and painting Danqing, moving like an egret flying up the spring Luo sleeve, the waist was gentle; Quiet as a quiet orchid sleeping in no man's land, tactful and merry.

Accustomed to seeing the uniform dancing posture of the dancing girls in this palace, the mirror dance in this pool is very funny, and a group of dignitaries and nobles can't take their eyes off it. Although this person's face is far from visible, everyone thinks that this woman has a stunning appearance.

The figures in the bronze mirror of the women's dance on the boat reflect each other, one bright and one dark like a dream, and before everyone knows it, the boat has swayed and rowed to the front of Wanshouyuan.

The plain-clothed woman, holding a sleeve of gardenias, stepped barefoot off the boat. The stars are scattered and the moon is like a wash, coming from a dream like a fairy in the water, and everyone looks at it, isn't this the concubine they are looking for?

This amazing Concubine Xiao Niangniang, gently moved the lotus steps, slowly paced into the main hall, and everyone's noses were suddenly filled with dark fragrance, which was not only the fragrance of the gardenia in Concubine Xiao's arms, but also an elusive but fascinating compound fragrance.

The water sleeve in Tang Ningnan's hand gradually turned again, the jade sleeve was windy, the posture was graceful, and the magical fragrance became more and more obvious.

The tender cold locks the dream because of the cold spring, and the fragrance is the fragrance of flowers.

This fragrance is clear, not like the fragrance of the nose and brain, like from somewhere secretly attacked, indescribably elegant and noble, everyone is silent, do not want to break this pool of sultry moonlight, the smell of wine, heat, now it seems that there is no trace.

Feng Fei Han's body was originally sitting upright, but it gradually softened. This lingering aroma made him rarely relax, in a trance, as if returning to his youth, after dusk, he strayed into his sister's bedroom, and it was also such a beautiful moonlight, Mo Dao did not lose his soul, and the dark fragrance was full of sleeves.

"The emperor has a beautiful woman like Concubine Xiao on the side, which is a blessing that Weichen and others can't ask for, but the dance of Concubine Xiao Niangniang is beautiful, and Weichen always feels that it reveals a frivolous taste?

On the emperor's birthday, the princes and nobles were here, wearing such thin plain clothes, dancing in person, and extinguishing the candles four times. "The speaker is Zhao Ke, the imperial historian of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, with a big belly and poop, a fat head and big ears.

Prime Minister Sima Cheng's party has always supported Sima's father and daughter in the court, so naturally he will not get along with Tang Ningnan easily.