Xiao Zhan didn't answer, turned around and looked at her silently, then turned around and left.

She lay back on the bed, pulled over the quilt, and tossed and turned all night.

The night was extremely long, and she didn't know how she managed to survive until dawn, but when she opened the door, there were two palace ladies standing outside the door, one holding ointment and gauze in her hands, and the other holding a pair of cloth shoes.

When Gong E saw her, she performed the Fusang ceremony, and she knew that no matter what she said, Gong E would not understand, because Gong E could not understand her words, so she was silent.

Sure enough, after Gong E sent the items directly to her room, she bowed and retreated.

She opened the medicine bottle to give herself medicine, Fusang's ointment felt very good, she thought to herself, there must be one or more skilled people in Fusang's court! Therefore, Xiao Zhan may not need her help.

But once it comes, it is safe.

For several days, she stayed quietly in her house, holding a few books of Central Plains poetry borrowed from Sister Xue, reading them repeatedly, and living a comfortable life.

When she saw Li Shangyin's "Untitled", she felt that she was going to die of pain, but it was not as chic as Du Mu, she liked "the dream of Yangzhou in ten years, winning the name of Qinglou Bo Xing" very much, I feel that such a literati can be considered romantic, Li Shangyin's love poems are all ups and downs, and Du Mu's love poems are smooth, and there is almost no one he can't get, so she likes Du Mu's poems very much.

Bai Juyi didn't like it at first, but when she read "Diving Farewell", she was stunned.

Don't cry, don't dive away.

Speechless, secretly lovesick.

No one knows beyond the two hearts.

Deep cage night lock solitary bird,

The sword cuts off the branches.

Although the river is turbid, there is a clear day,

When the aconitum is black and white.

Only the subtle and the secret parting,

There is no late stage of being willing to each other.

"Only sneaking away and secretly parting, and there is no late stage of mutual willingness." Although it has been some time since she arrived in Fusang, she still can't help but think of Mo Huaijin from the Central Plains, the more she deliberately doesn't think about it, but the thoughts that come with separation always come to her heart when there is no one else. Remembering that day at the city gate, when he was extremely convinced that the person in disguise was her, he looked at the scene of his eyes forcing himself to ask himself, and now he still feels sad when he thinks about it.

There was a knock on the door, she hurriedly raised the back of her hand to wipe away her tears, and a palace lady came in and saluted:

"Miss Anu, the crown princess asked me to invite you to the Yongning Palace."

"Do you speak the original dialect?"

Hua Qing looked up at Gong E, who had just entered, with big eyes and a catfish face, and her appearance was easy to remember.

"Yes, Yanyan's mother is from the Central Plains, so Yanyan can speak the Central Plains. Miss Anu, please come with me. ”

Hua Qing nodded and followed Yan Yan to the Yongning Palace. At this time, the crown princess was dressing up.

Hua Qing couldn't understand why Fusang's clothes were so complicated, just like her own clothes, if it wasn't for Sakura Fuxue watching her wear them that day, she wouldn't know how to wear them. In the past, she was in southern Xinjiang, habitually twisting her hair into a number of strands and tying them into small flower bones and tied them at the back of her head, never thought about what kind of hair ornament to braid her hair, or what kind of bun to comb her hair, went to the Central Plains, only to know how rough it was to comb her hair before, and now she sees Fusang's Gong'e combing their princess, but she feels that compared with Fusang, the Central Plains is complicated.

"Ahem, Miss Anu, don't you hurry up to meet the crown princess."

Gong E Yanyan, who brought her in, kindly reminded. Hua Qing's attention was on the crown princess's makeup, and she forgot to pay homage for a while.

She hurriedly straightened up and worshiped the crown princess in the same way as the Fusang people saluted. But the crown princess didn't seem to hear it, and continued to dress up her face slowly.

Hua Qing stood awkwardly in place, put her left hand on her right chest, and looked down to see the excellent fluffy blanket at her feet, and what was more interesting was that as soon as her toes hooked, the fluff on the carpet emitted a white velvet light, she continued to outline with her toes in the opposite direction, and the fluff returned to its original camel matte.

She thought the blanket was a novelty and a lot of fun, but the princess didn't answer, so she quietly played with the blanket at her feet until a pair of soap-colored boots appeared in front of her.

"Xiao Zhan? Oh no, Your Highness! ”

Hua Qing hurriedly straightened up, bent down and bowed again:

"Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"No courtesy."

When the crown princess heard the voice, she hurriedly got up and said:

"Your Highness, why did you come back suddenly, and your father didn't leave you to eat?"

"Hmm."

Xiao Zhan didn't want to answer more, the crown princess skillfully removed the court clothes for Xiao Zhan, and took the plainclothes from Gong E's hand for Xiao Zhan to change into.

"Why is Anu here?"

"Oh, the concubine heard that Anu has been staying in the room reading for the past few days, and she is afraid that she will be bored, and she just heard that the chrysanthemums on the chrysanthemum platform are blooming brightly, so she wants to take her to enjoy the flowers together, and by the way, pick a few beautiful branches and put them on the table to play."

"Hmm."

Hua Qing listened to Xiao Zhan and the crown princess babbling a lot of words, although they didn't understand well, but the expressions of the two looked quite peaceful, and even the princess had a little joy on her face, thinking that the relationship between the couple should not be too bad. She wanted to leave, but the crown princess called her, and she hadn't explained what she was going to do, so she retreated rashly, and it was impossible to make such a mistake. Fortunately, Xiao Zhan didn't have the idea of continuing, and after a few words, he turned around and went out.

After she watched Xiao Zhan leave, Yan Yan said to her:

"Anu, the crown princess wants to go to the Chrysanthemum Terrace to enjoy the flowers, so you can go with you."

"Okay."

Hua Qing followed behind the crown princess and others, went out of the palace gate, went down the ladder, on the corridor bridge, Xiao Zhan of Yuhuaxuan opposite the blue wave was talking to the seventh prince, the princess quietly took Hua Qing's hand, and then looked at the eyes from afar, replied with a smile, and said:

"Anu, the chrysanthemums of the Chrysanthemum Terrace are blooming particularly well this year, and you have a poem in the Central Plains: 'When autumn comes to September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom, and the fragrance of the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor'. You will accompany me up to see later, how are the chrysanthemums in Fusang better than those in your Central Plains? ”

Yan Yan translated the words to Hua Qing, and Hua Qing couldn't help but laugh embarrassedly. She is not from the Central Plains, she was born and grew up in southern Xinjiang. But it was very troublesome to explain that she was not from the Central Plains, not to mention that she herself and the crown princess did not understand the language, so she didn't bother to explain. For the time being, it is not impossible for the Central Plains people to be a few days.

The chrysanthemum platform in the open place, because there are two high-rise buildings erected around, so the autumn wind is stronger than any place in the East Palace, and as soon as she ascended the stage, Gong E put on a cloak for the crown princess. Hua Qing walked a few steps along the edge of the stage, only to see the golden overwhelmed, she had never seen the city full of golden armor is what a scene, but it is not difficult to imagine that the scene in front of her is a portrayal of the Huangchao chrysanthemum poem.

This endless soft and golden yellow is like the sea in the southern Xinjiang where she grew up, only the golden yellow replaces the blue.

She had only seen the small wildflowers growing wildly on the hillside, red or yellow, occasionally mixed with some white and light purple, but she had never seen this amazing and shocking cultivation of flowers, each branch was so straight, each one was so bright, as if her aunt made a flower cake with a mold, the size was the same, and even the length was the same.

She suddenly felt lonely, because she was in the midst of the bustle of these flowers, but she didn't love them, she liked the wildflowers that were all over the mountains, growing wildly, spreading wantonly, these wildflowers could be malnourished, and even lacking petals, but at least they were full of life, not as lifeless as this.

When one flower grows into another flower, the flower loses its self.

"Anu, how are the chrysanthemums of Fuso?"

Translator Yan Yanti asked the crown princess.

She smiled faintly and replied:

"Fabulous."

"How does that compare to that of the Central Plains?"

"To each his own."

The crown princess took the basket from Gong'e and said to Hua Qing:

"Let's pick some chrysanthemums and go back to brewing! His Royal Highness is very fond of chrysanthemum wine. ”

After Yan Yan translated the words to Hua Qing, Hua Qing also took a basket, held scissors, and prepared to cut chrysanthemums.